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Post by Kim Jong CP on Apr 5, 2010 21:17:56 GMT -5
Jason Freeman vs. Trace Birmingham
Dave Shadow vs. Theodore Wellington
Sachiel Willows vs. The Red Panther
Main Event Danny Mainer vs. Buddy Ghee
(Some people are really lucky this evening as Duke is playing in the Final Four. I'll be posting the show as SOON as the game is over.)
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Post by Kim Jong CP on Apr 5, 2010 22:41:42 GMT -5
Look Into My Eyes Chris Phenomenal
At Madness, somehow, someway Chris Phenomenal managed to eek out a victory over XS3. With turmoil surrounding him, the Jason Freeman controversy, Scorpion making it known he wanted a shot it didn’t appear like Chris had a chance, that the weight of the world would end his promising reign before it had a chance to truly begin. With the victory however, it appeared as if Chris would finally make it, that he had withstood everything that had gone on around him to hold the gold. Danny Mainer though, reminded everyone of the fact that he had a shot sitting in the bank.
It appeared as if he had cashed it in and walked away with the gold but alas, at Madness Danny Mainer had something to prove, a message to send to Chris Phenomenal that for everyone he’s taken down, he’s never gotten past Danny Mainer. A thorn in his side since his debut, Danny Mainer is surely the one man Chris Phenomenal didn’t want to face at Fallen Heroes.
So as we come to air for the first Warfare out of Madness, we’re greeted by the smiling face of the champion, World Heavyweight Title over his shoulder and dressed in a New York Yankees baseball jersey.
Chris Phenomenal: Ladies and gentleman, at Madness I proved once again that I am the impact player in this company, that I am worthy of wearing the mantle of champion.
Yet I know that my reign at the top is not going to come without challengers. Last month I faced down Gary and XS3, this month Danny Mainer has already made it known that he will be the one to remove me of the burden of this title belt. Yet something within me can’t help but look forward to Fallen Heroes and more specifically the winner.
Last year I made it to the final six of the Battle Royal and showed the world the promise that I had. I made it known to everyone that before the next Fallen Heroes rolled around that I would be ACW World Heavyweight Champion and I lived up to my promise. I also swore at Omega Effect that when I defended my Entertainment Title against VorteX that I would make it back next year with the title around my waist and walk out with it. So, to those of you who this week put your name forward, who desire a chance at immortality I warn you that it will not come easy. You will have to fight your way through twenty men, prove that you are a TRUE gladiator and yet that will pale in comparison to the struggle you will endure against me at Omega Effect. For those of you will illusions of grandeur, of standing over top of me at Omega Effect with the ACW Heavyweight Title in hand, your arm raised I implore you to think again, to remind you that they are simply illusions, figments of your imagination.
This brings up the question though of the aforementioned Danny Mainer, that I am looking past him, some would say foolishly so and to them I respond that I have earned the right. Just as Senator looked past Jason Freeman, had him banked as a warm up defense for the eventual challenge of Dan White, so to do I look past Danny Mainer at whomever wins. I may never have defeated him, he may hold a pinfall victory over me but that was many moons ago, when I was a rookie and he was an esteemed veteran, a former two time International Champion. Since then though our careers have gone on different paths, he has been forgotten, a foot note in ACW, a zit that appears on our face once in a blue moon where as I have soared from Entertainment Champion to World Champion, as his career faltered mine rose.
Danny Mainer may think I am the one man he can beat to win the ACW World Title, who after many years wallowing in squalor he can use as a vault to stardom but I assure him that is as far from the truth. What will happen is Mainer will be my token victory, my win over a worthy challenger who’s best days are behind him. Senator Steve Phillips, Thunderkiss, BK London, Adrian Flamingo, Alicia Kitsune and now Danny Mainer, a list of ACW elite that will have fallen at my hands, a list of people who I used as a vault to stardom.
So, to all those who will follow me on, I say, let the show begin.
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Post by Kim Jong CP on Apr 5, 2010 22:44:33 GMT -5
As Chris Phenomenal's words ring out, we cut away to a replay of footage from Madness and then the opening video before we cut into the back with Trace Birmingham.
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Post by Kim Jong CP on Apr 5, 2010 22:45:47 GMT -5
Segment: Another Trace Segment (Credit: Freeman)
The camera fades in to a very nervous looking Trace Birmingham, who has his head in the front door of the arena looking around quickly, looking to be trying extremely hard to avoid somebody…
Trace: Greg…is he here? Is he here?
The camera pans further to show a rather annoyed looking Greg already in the arena.
Greg: Not that I can see.
Trace: You s-s-sure?
Greg: YES!
Trace: ….Definitely positively absolutely s—
Greg: There is nobody here. Just get in the door!
Trace takes a deep breath and walks forward, looking as if taking this step was a near-death experience he just narrowly escaped from with his life.
Trace: Oh man…I can’t believe that like…Thiago’s back. How could they let a guy like him even run around here? HE’S A MENACE!
Greg: Well, look, perhaps you should lay low, and maybe attempt to avoid him.
Trace: Yeah good idea! I’ll never go near Thiago Gracie ever again!
It is at that moment that Samuel Hawthorne approaches
Hawthorne: Ah Mr. Trance Armstrong. What a coincidence. I was just looking for you to inform you that I have decided after your comments last week that what fans really want to see is a match between you and Thiago Gracie, to really settle these issues. Therefore at Fallen Heroes you two will face each other, and this time there will be no countouts, so that you cannot just attempt to escape. Anyways, that’s all I wanted to say so I’ll just be on my way.
Trace’s eyes widen…
Trace: …
Hawthorne: …
Trace: …
Hawthorne: …
Trace: WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! WHAT?! NO! NO! NO! NOBODY WANTS TO SEE THAT MATCH! HOW BORING! I MEAN THAT’D BE LIKE…HORRIBLE! NO WAY!
Hawthorne: In fact, however the fans DO want to see it. There was a poll up on the ACW website, and the question was would you like to see Trance Armstrong and Thiago Gracie face each other in the ring, and---
Trace: My name is TRACE BIRMINGHAM!
Hawthorne: Regardless, the vote was clearly in favor of a match, and therefore as I want to provide the fans with what they want so they will order the pay-per-view, I am booking this match. This is a business after all, and while Gingerdude managed to nearly run this company into the ground, I know how to make a profit, and therefore the match WILL occur. In fact there were only 75 votes that stated that they DIDN’T want to see a match.
Trace: THAT’S A LIE! I VOTED AT LEAST 100 TIMES!
An awkward silence…
Trace: I mean…well…nobody REALLY wants to see that match. Plus…er…Im hurt…so…I cant wrestle
Hawthorne: Really? Hurt? Well how so?
Trace: Er…I have a…broken….er….sprained…
Hawthorne: Because if you were hurt you would have to take time off. And considering that you didn’t show up to work for the past month if you were to take time off once more, I would have to seriously look into terminating your contract.
This is even worse than facing Thiago for Trace…
Trace: NO NO NO! Er…fine…here’s the REAL reason that I can’t wrestle Thiago. Er..it was supposed to be a surprise but…but…BUT I AM OFFICIALLY ENTERING THE FALLEN HEROES BATTLE ROYAL!
Clearly this idea just struck his mind right now.
Hawthorne: You will, will you?
Trace: Yeah! And for your information I’m going to win! So obviously if I’m doing that I can’t exactly face Thiago, right? ^_^
Hawthorne: Well, I suppose if you…really wanted to enter it.
Trace: Yup! I do! Totally! You’re looking at the 2010 Fallen Heroes Battle Royal WINNER!
Greg: Trace, you’re talking quite a big game right now…
Trace: SHUT UP, GREG! I’VE GOT THIS, OKAY?! Yup! Trace Birmingham is gonna win the Fallen Heroes Rumble and go on to face THE WORLD CHAMPION AT OMEGA EFFECT! That’s a promise! So sorry to the fans, but like…I can’t face Thiago!
Hawthorne: Well, I…okay, if you say so. But after this month do be sure that you WILL be having that match.
Trace: Okay! ^_^
And Hawthorne is gone
Greg: Oh, now suddenly that’s okay?
Trace: Sure! I’ve got a whole month to think about it! Ill totally think of some brilliant plan or something and then Ill be fine! Anyways, let’s go!
Greg: Go?
Trace: Home! Cmon…before…ya know…he…find us
Trace seems to think that even saying Thiago’s name will somehow summon him to this location
Greg: But we just got here.
Trace: Yeah, so I showed up to work, now Im gonna go home!
Greg: But---
Trace: IVE BEEN ON TV FOR TOO LONG. HE’LL FIND ME. COME ON LET’S GO!
And Trace runs out, ostensibly towards the ring as his match is up after we return from commercial.
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Post by Kim Jong CP on Apr 5, 2010 22:48:21 GMT -5
Tonight's Warfare is brought to you by...The 2010 NCAA Men's Basketball Champions.
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Post by Kim Jong CP on Apr 5, 2010 22:48:44 GMT -5
Trace Birmingham vs. Jason Freeman Chris Phenomenal
We come back from our first commercial break of the evening with Trace Birmingham standing in the ring and Phillip Jones next to him.
Phillip Jones: Ladies and Gentleman, the following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, already in the ring, Trace Birmingham.
Trace gives a small wave to the crowd before Ugly by The Exies plays over the arena and a large assortment of boo’s fills the arena. After a few seconds though Freeman hasn’t emerged, a theme that’s common until finally it’s cut out and replaced by Dead Wrong by Biggie Smalls as the crowd is mixed, some supportive of Chris interrupting Freeman while others just don’t care. Chris emerges atop the ramp with his title belt around his waist, microphone in hand and as his music cuts begins to speak.
Chris Phenomenal: You see, this is the kind of bullshit I’m talking about. Trace stands their, ready to go war, to earn some respect he’s craved and yet Jason Freeman, who’s sitting in the back on his fat ass doesn’t come out here.
So you know what, I’m going to give Trace a chance. I’m going to DO my job as a wrestler in this company. I’m going to go above and beyond what is expected and give Trace an ACW World Heavyweight title match.
The crowd pops as Chris heads down the ring, sliding in and chucking the title belt at Phillip Jones who is caught off guard. Chris shoos him away as the referee steps into the center and calls for the bell.
As the bell sounds, Chris and Trace step out of their corners, the size disparity quite obvious, as well as the skill as Trace gets ready for a tie up, only to be caught by a massive Superman Punch that drops him immediately.
Much the same as last month with Gary, Chris stands over top of him as the referee makes the ten count before calling for the bell, giving Chris the victory by knockout.
This time there’s no celebration however, only Chris ducking out of the ring, grabbing his title belt and heading to the back as we cut away to a new segment.
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Post by Kim Jong CP on Apr 5, 2010 22:50:45 GMT -5
Segment: To the point (Credit: XS3)
In the back, we see a room with only a lit lightbulb hanging from a cord in the camera's view. Just then, a lone figure enters stage right: with a raised hoody, ripped jeans and sneakers, it's none other than XS3. The crowd gives the usual pop that XS3 is accustomed to late in his career and XS3 responds with his trademark smirk. XS3 begins to speak.
XS3: All right, I'm gonna keep this short and sweet here. Yes… I hear some of the mocking… I hear the catcalls… Let me have it. I deserve it. I failed all of you. You see, I underestimated Chris Phenomenal. I doubted his technical ability and thought he could never back up his game. I was wrong. Of all the world title matches I’ve had in ACW - all three of them, haha… - I’ve never seen someone with more tenacity and fire in his eyes than Chris Phenomenal. Chris, if you’re listening to this, knowing that you wanted a reaction from me, here it is: Congratulations. You deserve that belt. But if you let your ego get in the way, you’re going to fall to Danny Mainer. Just sayin’. But of course… Now we’re in a dilemma once again. You see, Lobo was only scheduled to help me out from the moment I brought him in to the second the end bell rang for my match with Chris. I'm alone in ACW once again due to Christine being out for a couple more weeks due to her back injury. So I've got something else to preoccupy my time with... The Fallen Heroes battle royal. Now granted, it wasn't all fun and games last time I entered. Got eliminated, swallowed my pride and now you see me here today... Good or bad thing, you be the judge... But I'm more than determined now. Losing to CP, while not the end of the world, lit a fire under my ass that I need for this victory to be obtainable. And next week, I'm gonna take you on a little trip... On how I plan on preparing for Fallen Heroes.
When XS3 steps into the ring with nineteen other men and emerges victorious, the ACW Champ at the time will have no choice but to ask himself something...
"Overlooking XS3... Was that unforgivable?"
And with a mighty swing of his hand, XS3 swats at the bulb and manages to smash it, bringing the room to darkness and closing out our segment.
Fade.
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Post by Kim Jong CP on Apr 5, 2010 23:01:07 GMT -5
After The Match CP and Scorpion
The cameras cut backstage now and the crowd immediately erupts into jeers as the unmistakable face of Chris Phenomenal slowly comes into focus. Standing proudly with the ACW World Heavyweight Title over his shoulder fresh off his victory, Phenomenal gets a slight smirk on his face as the interviewer Kevin Anderson walks into view. Always holding a slight contempt for the somewhat incompetent backstage interviewer, Phenomenal give a slight smirk as Anderson walks up to conduct an interview.
Kevin Anderson: …champ.
Chris Phenomenal: Run out of interviewing jobs to bitch out of Kev?
Part of the crowd laughs at the humor brought about by Anderson’s expense as he bites his lip to avoid saying something he’ll regret and begins the interview.
Kevin Anderson: So Chris, I was wondering if I could get your thoughts on what happened last week with The Scorpion?
The crowd’s laughs quickly turn to boos as Scorpion’s name is brought up. Phenomenal shoots Anderson a sharp glare and quickly grabs the microphone.
Chris Phenomenal: I’m not concerned about that; I just beat Trace Birmingham and now my focus is on Danny Mainer and more importantly, Omega Effect.
Kevin Anderson: But Chris, wouldn’t you say that Scorpion is a contender for your belt too considering he ostensibly could win Fallen Heroes. Especially after what he did last week!
Chris Phenomenal: I said I’m not concerned about that, so drop the damn subject.
Kevin Anderson: Chris, you’re the World Heavyweight Champion! It’s your job to address ALL potential contenders to your championship! The fans deserve an answer, but even more importantly, I deserve an answer!
Chris quickly shoots another glare at Anderson, getting more frustrated by Anderson’s refusal to stay on point. The crowd cheers the glare however, since they support Phenomenal at seemingly all times regardless of what he does.
Chris Phenomenal: Kevin, I’m going to say this once. Do not mention that name again, because I do NOT want to address the issue…
Kevin Anderson: But Chris! The Scorpion said…
Chris’s eyes go wide at the mention of the name once again and he quickly reacts by jerking the microphone out of Anderson’s hand and pie-facing him to the ground! The crowd erupts as Anderson scurries away and Phenomenal quickly turns his attention back to the camera.
Chris Phenomenal: Fuckin’ imbecile doesn’t know how to take a hint! Fine, you want an address; I’ll give you a damn address! The Scorpion showed what kind of man he is last week, mainly not a man at all. Looking back it makes me sick to think that I gave that ridiculous freak as much credit as I did. Yes, it’s true that he’s essentially undefeated. The only recorded losses on his record are countout losses from where he voluntarily left. However, he had the opportunity to fight the World Champion last week. And what did he do? He wimped out! He pulled a fuckin’ Jason Freeman
The crowd switches off to jeers of Phenomenal as he continues his rant…
Chris Phenomenal: The Scorpion is barely a blip on my radar screen to be honest with you people. I’m worried about Danny Mainer, not some stupid religious wackjob who thinks he’s David Koresh! He can claim “mind games” or whatever the hell he wants to call it, but regardless the truth of the matter is he had the chance to show how tough he was and he walked away like a little bitch! He wants to mess with Chris Phenomenal? Fine! Once I’m done kicking Mainer’s ass to kingdom come, I’ll happily send him there as well! The Scorpion may intimidate everyone, he may freak everyone out, and hell he might even frighten any normal person. However, Chris Phenomenal is damn sure not a normal person! That little bitch wants to try mind games with me? Scorpion, I’ve been doing this for a long time now, and I know a façade when I see it! You had your chance and bitched out, so are you going to run away next time too? I DARE you to try it you little Bible thumper! Cross my path one more time, and I’ll send you to meet your God in person!
Seemingly done, Chris throws the microphone down and storms off down the hall. Kevin Anderson quickly scurries in, picks up the microphone, and tells the cameraman to cut away as we get one final shot of the champion storming off in a rage.
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Post by Kim Jong CP on Apr 5, 2010 23:02:45 GMT -5
Segment: Ready to Go Credit: Theodore Wellington We open to a scene backstage in the medical section of the arena. Inside, there is a team of doctors and medical personnel surrounding Theodore Wellington and hustling around the room. They are checking every inch of his body to make sure he is healed from the hellacious fall he took at Madness when Criminal speared him off the truck and through a windshield. As they run around, Theodore gets more and more annoyed.Theodore Wellington: Is this really necessary! I feel fine and I am ready to go! The head doctor moves around and does a test on his knee reflexes as a female voice answers Theodore from the distance.Of Course it’s necessary! Theodore turns to see the source of the answer and a half smile comes on his face. Walking up to him is manager, Emma Young. She was more of a manager actually. She was manager, publicist, AND accountant. She protected his money, well being, and public image…basically she protected Theodore Wellington. She was walking up in a sexy, yet professional, pants suit the hugged her curves very nicely. Theodore was always impressed with her ability to always look professional and sexy at the same time.Theodore Wellington: Emma, Emma, Emma…I should have known you were behind this doctor assault! How is my protector these days? Emma Young: Of course I am behind this Teddy. Not only am I concerned for your well being, but if you get hurt, I lose money! [/center][/color] Theodore Wellington: Good old Emma, always staying focused on the money! The doctors finish up their tests and begin wrapping up his rib cage to protect his ribs from further damage tonight. As soon as they are done they pack and clear the room as Theodore starts getting ready for his match with Dave Shadow. Emma sits down to talk to her client.Emma Young: Now, I haven’t talked you much since you got to ACW but I wanted to come here tonight to remind you how important this match is. You NEED to win. [/center][/color] Theodore Wellington: I know Emma, he is a former World Champ and a win would be a big boost in my career. Emma Young: It’s not just that though! You went and called him out! After a No Contest with Criminal, if you lose this match…you will forever be a joke and you will be laughed out of here! Now finish getting ready and we’ll talk before you go out there. [/center][/color] Emma turns to leave to let Theodore finish getting dressed but before you can exit Theodore grabs her arm. She jumps, startled at first, then looks up into Theodore eyes. He has a hard, serious look in his eye that does not break or change.Theodore Wellington: I will not lose. I will make my mark on this retched place and everyone will take notice. Emma smiles as Theodore releases his grip and returns to getting ready. She pauses to say something but changes her mind and just walks out…now assured that her client is ready for his big night.
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Post by Kim Jong CP on Apr 5, 2010 23:04:24 GMT -5
Tonights Warfare is brought to you by...Now following Warfare
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Post by Kim Jong CP on Apr 5, 2010 23:05:22 GMT -5
Match: Theodore Wellington vs Dave Shadow Credit: Theodore Wellington Philip: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and has a 10 minute time limit! Introducing first, from Bel Air...Theodore...Money...Wellington! "Drop the World" plays on the speakers and Theodore comes out and makes his way to the ring. He still has his ribs taped from last week after getting speared through a windshield. He gets to the ring and rolls underneath the ropes and goes to the corner to wait for his opponent.Edison: This is with out a doubt the biggest match of Theodore's young career! McNally: You are absolutely right! Last week him and Criminal shocked the ACW fans by putting on one hell of a match...however when it was all said and done he STILL has no win or loss! Now he is taking Dave Shadow...does he have what it takes? Philip: And his opponent from Drogheda, Ireland...DAVE....SHAAAADOWW! "Voodoo Child" hits the speakers, as the lights in the arena go out. As the music builds, several blinding lights illuminate at the top of the entrance ramp. A shadow emerges, the silouette dancing along with the music. As the shadow walks out of the light, we see it's Dave Shadow, with a smile plastered accross his face. He makes his way down the ramp and hops up onto the apron, climbing to the second rope at one of the corners and posing for all his fans. The camera spins round him, as he hops down and stares Theodore down in the corner.The two men stare at each other for a little bit until the bell rings and Theodore wastes no time charging at Shadow. Shadow is ready though and uses his agility to slide out of the way. Theodore turns around and Dave laughs at his inability to catch him. Theodore swings at him with lefts and rights but Dave ducks underneath each attempt. Theodore notices this so he tries to kick Shadow in the gut but he jumps over it and punches Theodore in the skull causing him to stumble back. Shadow lets lose a fury of kicks to Wellingtons ribs, each blow sending searing pain through his already injured ribs. Finally, Theodore manages to catch a kick but it does him little good as Shadow cracks him in the face with an Enziguri the sends Theodore to the mat. He bounces of the off the ropes and hits a leg drop on Theodore as the crowd pops big!Dave Shadow is feeling the energy of the crowd now as he panders to them while running around the ring. He climbs up the turnbuckle and pumps his fist in the air as the fans go nuts. This however, allows Theodore to recover and he climbs to his feet..realizing Shadow is not paying attention he runs up the turnbuckle and connects with a high german suplex! He regains energy and picks himself up by the ropes holding his injured ribs as Shadow rolls on the ground. Theodore rests for a minute on the ropes until Shadow gets up and Wellington shoots forward and connects with a big boot! He quickly follows with and elbow to the chest and goes for the pin..One..
T...NO Shadow kicks out but before getting up he hits some stiff right hands to Dave's face. He drags Dave up by his hair as he gets up and he throws Dave full force in the corner sending his back smashing into the turnbuckle. He walks over to the turnbuckle and he nails him with a hard chop to the chest followed by a quick elbow to the face. He grabs his head and shouts something into his ear before hitting another chop to elbow combo. He connects with one more before backing up. He runs to shoulder block him into the corner but Dave ducks under sending Theodore crashing into the corner and he uses his little bit of energy to roll Theodore up for a pin!One...
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Thr.....NOOO Theodore just barely kicks out. Theodore jumps up but Dave is still on the mat recovering as he put all his energy into that. Theodore rolls Shadow over and locks on a Boston Crab and holds it in as Shadow screams in pain. The ref drops to the mat to check him but Dave Shakes him off. He starts crawling towards the ropes but right before he can get there, Theodore steps forward putting a good distance between the ropes and Shadow. As the ref checks him again the fans start chanting for Dave and as if feeling their energy he pushes himself up on his forearms and slowly, yet strongly, pushes himself over and grabs the rope forcing Theodore to let go of the hold.Shadow gets up using the ropes as Theodore swings at him but Dave is able to block it and he drops and hits Theodore in the knees with a dropkick. As Theodore bends down to grab his knee..Dave gets up and hits him with a running drop kick to the face. He grabs Theodore and throws him into the turnbuckle and runs closely behind him. As soon as Wellington hits the turnbuckle Dave is right there to nail him with a clothesline that forces Theodore to bounce off the turnbuckle. Dave quickly runs behind him and plants him with a bulldog as the crowd is back on fire!Dave slides out to the apron and waits. Theodore gets up disoriented and confused and looks around for Shadow. As soon as he turns around to the apron that Shadow is on, Dave jumps up on the top rope and picks up big air..connecting with a cross body before Wellington knows what hits him. Dave jumps up and does a little dance/strut around the ring. He doesn't want a repeat of earlier in the match so he cuts the dancing short and goes for the pin1..
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NO! Theodore just barely kicks out to the crowd and Shadows dismay. Shadow is not worried though as he rolls him over and goes to lock in the Shadow Lock! However, before he can though, "Ugly" by The Exies comes on the speaker and the whole ACW arena stops as Shadow turns to the entrance way. The lights dim, and a figure walks out onto the ramp slowly. When the chorus hits the lights turn on and flash brightly as Jason Freeman is standing there!
Shadow looks confused as Freeman points at him and talks trash. As if he forgot he was in a match, Shadow tells Freeman to come get some in the ring. Freeman just laughs and points behind Shadow signaling him to turn around. As soon as Dave does, Theodore is standing there and he kicks Dave in the gut and connects with Cash-Money! (spinning neck breaker) The crowd boo's as Wellington drops for the pin1..
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3!! Theodore jumps up excited over the monumental pin fall, help or no help! He celebrates in the ring as Freeman laughs on the ramp before disappearing into the back. Shadow rolls out of the ring leaving Theodore over celebrating in the ring. As he goes crazy of the victory Criminal comes sneaking up through the crowd..his head bandaged from the brawl last week with Wellington. Criminal runs on the turnbuckle behind Theodore and when he turns around Criminal leaps and delivers a hurricarana that throws Theodore from the ring! Theodore jumps up as Criminal is in the ring calling for him to come back and fight. Instead, Wellington starts making his way up the ramp until he realizes Shadow is still standing there. Shadow points for Theodore to go back and fight, but Theodore instead jumps the guard rails and makes his way through the crowd. As he does he gets cups and garbage thrown at him forcing him to run through the fans to get to the back. Criminal runs up the ramp and jumps into the fans closely following Theodore through the crowd. Shadow stands on the ramps just shaking his head in complete disbelief at what just happen as the scene fades.
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Post by Kim Jong CP on Apr 5, 2010 23:06:04 GMT -5
Champion vs. Champion? Chris Phenomenal and TJ
Their feud dates back almost two years now, when Chris Phenomenal first debuted in Extreme Championship Federation. Three weeks into his professional wrestling tenure he choked TJ out but suffered the pinfall victory as he collapsed on top of him. Now they’re both champions in Alpha Championship Wrestling and while Chris has avenged his victory the score between the two is still tied and alas no resolution appears in sight.
As we come back in from commercial though, both men are gathered around Chairman Hawthorne in his office. Dressed to the nines, he looks at the two of them, both dressed in various degrees of class. Chris in Blue Jeans and a t-shirt, TJ, collared and slacked. Neither of them acknowledge the other, no begrudging truce just pure contempt, some would say it’s a miracle they’ve not gone off up to this point.
Chairman Hawthorne: I’m sure I don’t need to ask if you’re curious as to why I’ve gathered the both of you here this evening and I’ll not waist either of your times by dallying around the issue. Your time is just as valuable as mine and with the state ACW is in at the…
TJ: Cut your shit Polonius.
Chris doesn’t follow the Shakespeare reference, despite Senator’s attempts to place some semblance of culture into Chris he didn’t get to the literary genius. The educated chairman however doesn’t take to kindly to the remark from TJ, shooting him a glare which the Entertainment Champion brushes off.
Chris Phenomenal: If we’re just going to sit here and drink tea, snacking on Matzoballs like Jason Freeman then I’ve got bigger fish to…
TJ: Still the same old shit, isn’t it Chris, all about you. Always rambling about who’ve you’ve beaten, why you’re the best. Well as far as I’m concerned we’re even, and you’re little…
Chris Phenomenal: Women should be seen, not…
TJ: Oh, that’s classic, what’s next, a gay boy joke, a Jew joke, we’ll I’ve got a good one…
Chris Phenomenal: Jason Freeman?
TJ: …
Chairman Hawthorne: ENOUGH!
Both Chris and TJ turn and face the chairman, shocked at the smaller man’s decibel level.
Chairman Hawthorne: Firstly TJ, you’ve not stepped in the ring in what, a month. As champion I expect you to be honorable to represent this company and you’ve not.
Chris, you’re causing me so many headaches if you weren’t champion I’d fire you. You’re little stunt two weeks ago, Jason Freeman is threatening a libel lawsuit adding to the shit he’s holding over my head. Not to mention RDK, Danny Mainer, XS3, hell, I’m paying double in security because I don’t know if someone’s going to go Wilkes-Booth on you.
Chris Phenomenal: Who?
Chairman Hawthorne: It doesn’t matter who, all that matters is that you both are sucking money so I’m going to give you a chance to restore yourself to my good graces by putting on one hell of a match in the main event next week. You see, I know you’re guys’ rivalry, I know the fan base you guys could carry over from your previous places so next week, we’re going to have a champion vs. champion match.
TJ: …
Chris Phenomenal: …
Both are speechless slightly before facing each other off as we cut to ringside for our third contest of the evening.
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Post by Kim Jong CP on Apr 5, 2010 23:06:35 GMT -5
WHY? By Dave Shadow & Jason Freeman As we cut backstage again, we find Dave Shadow storming down the hallways, holding his head in pain after being humiliated out in the ring. After the distraction allowing Theodore Wellington to connect with his spinning neck breaker, Dave Shadow suffered a defeat in what was meant to be his glorious return to ACW. And now, he’s looking for revenge against the man responsible....
Dave storms down the corridors, looking in every direction. After a few moments of searching, he spots his target; Jason Freeman stands at the end of the hallway, arms folded and a smug look on his face. Dave sees red and starts charging towards Freeman. Freeman doesn’t move. Instead, he raises a hand and starts to talk.Freeman: Before you assault me Dave, or at least attempt to, why don’t you just stop for a second and ask why exactly I did what I did? Amazingly, Dave stops, only a few feet away from him. He looks ready to rip his head off, but Dave is smart and knows he needs to get to the bottom of this.
Dave: Fine, Freeman. Talk. Quickly.Dave is out of breath, the match having taken it out of him. He still obviously hurts, but his anger is covering the pain. Still, his heavy breathing cannot be masked.
Dave: Explain quickly why you cost me that match. Freeman: Well Dave, this isn't the first time we've interacted. I'm sure you remember the events of this past Fall. There was a bit of conflict about the International Championship you held on your shoulder, but that was merely the start of it. You ended up costing me my match in the Emperor of the Ring tournament, which was supposed to be my time to win the world championship, and then finally you were the one who injured me in a street fight, forcing me away from this ring for months. In fact, even now, I still am not cleared to wrestle. You see Dave, you had clearly won the battle, but as the old cliché goes you had not won the war. And while I’m sure you thought you were done with me, I was not done with you. I spent most of my time at home watching...plotting...brooding...and preparing. What you don’t realize Dave is that the war has just begun. Freeman looks down, and sighs to himself…the following thought causing his face to turn to a snarl, obviously finding this next part an unpleasant thought.Freeman: Do you have any idea Shadow – any idea at all - what was in store for you had you kept that world championship belt? I would hate to be considered vindictive, but I had determined what your downfall was going to be and exactly how I was going to achieve it. I returned here with one goal in mind, and that was to take something from you. To make you experience loss and pain. I was going to take that championship from you and I knew just how to do it. You have no idea how many cards were in place already, but things changed…you ended up losing that belt, once again screwing me over. I couldn’t even trust you to hold the belt long enough. You could not even do that. And so I’ve had to readapt, and I’ve decided that what I am going to do is ensure that you never touch that championship belt again. Freeman steps closer, his eyes burning into Dave’s.Freeman: New cards have been laid Dave, and I’ve made new plans. I adapt well, you will find. Last week I saw you out to the ring, and noticed you making mention of beginning on a path back to the world championship. Well, with those words ringing in my ears, I could not help but let you know that that, as wonderful a thought as it must be for you, is never going to happen. I was here tonight to speak with somebody, and on my way out I saw the entrance to the ring, and decided to make my presence known. I just couldn't help myself, Dave. Though Freeman's tone seems to make it clear that indeed he could help it, and chose to do it anyways. Freeman is saying more than he's said in quite a long time, and some of that eerie way he carried himself recently fades away as he speaks openly, however there is still something off and different about him. There is no doubt as one listens to him that he belives every word that comes out of his mouth. There is a constant sense of being manipulated. That everything Freeman says is just to further his goals, and that somehow every word he says is meant to make you react a certain way...and that he has carefully chosen what to reveal. There is a feeling that he is in constant control of the situation...and it's eerie, because as much as someone wants to assume he is merely lying, or bluffing, his eyes say differently...and it is hard to NOT believe that he knows exactly what he is going to do, and exactly how he is going to get you.Freeman: Dave, I came out to that ring to let you know where my sights lay. I figured the element of surprise is no longer necessary because you won’t see it coming even with the knowledge I’ve given you. But Dave, you will NEVER touch a world title again. So yes, I cost you that match I suppose, though I did nothing but stand on the ramp. But I wanted you to know, Dave. To know that I WILL be getting you, Dave. Dave: That’s it? That’s the reason you wanted me to lose? You’re a petty asshole, you know that Freeman?Freeman: Perhaps. But all you say doesn’t matter, because to be honest it doesn’t matter what you say about me. Dave, I offer no more information except that my stock is swiftly going to rise, and that in a short time the balance of power between us will have shifted. You won the championship and could not even hold it for two months, and those two months are all you are ever going to get as long as I am in this company. And if I have my way, that is going to be a very long time, Dave. A very long time. And the funny thing is, Dave - and I want you to look into my eyes as I say this - you can win battle after battle, Dave, but I ALWAYS win the war. Always. Dave looks away for a few moments, Freeman’s comments running through his head. He shakes his own, trying to think of some witty retort, some quick burn. When nothing comes, Dave decides that he has no other choice but to revert to his original plan.
Dave spins his arm round and connects with a big punch to the side of Freeman’s head. Freeman goes down against some technical boxes to his side, holding his face. Dave kneels down beside him. At first, it looks like Dave is going to hit him again. However, while he pulls back his fist, he leaves it hanging there for a few moments, staring at Freeman.
Freeman doesn’t flinch. He looks Dave right in the eyes, and let’s a smile spread across his face.Freeman: Just another battle, Dave. Just another battle. Dave continues staring at him, neither man wanting to break eye contact. Dave stands up however. And while he may be standing over Freeman, no measure of revenge is going to help him reverse time and change the outcome of the match.
Dave: You’re lucky I’m in a good mood tonight Freeman. But if you dare cost me a match again....if you dare get in my way as I go after the world title again.....I will break you in ways you didn’t know you could be broken.Freeman: I wouldn’t have it any other way, Dave Dave turns and walks off, leaving Freeman on the ground. Freeman moves his hand to his jaw, checking for permanent damage. Still, as sore as his jaw might be, the smile remains. For now, his revenge has only just begun....
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Post by Kim Jong CP on Apr 5, 2010 23:07:48 GMT -5
Segment: Living Legend Credit: Theodore Wellington As Monday night Warfare pushes forward only one week after everyone put their bodies on the line for the sake of a good show, we get a short break in the action. The fans take care of their down time needs, drinks, food, and bathroom and the ACW crew does their usual ass busting to make sure everything is just right for the next part of the show. As we come back from commercial, the fans go into a chorus of boo’s as Theodore Wellington’s face appears on the Alphatron. He has his shades on and a big smile on his face that makes everybody that see’s it want to punch him right in the jaw.Theodore Wellington: Helloooo ACW! That’s all it takes for the fans to boo even louder. It’s been a long time since a man was hated as match Wellington by all that met him. To Theodore however, it is an accomplishment. If you’re going to be hated…at least be the MOST hated.Theodore Wellington: You guys are making me blush! I wish I could come out there in person to entertain you poor, blue collar, unemployment collecting fans, however that inbred Criminal can’t seem to stop jumping me from behind. I don’t blame him though..I know he is just a product of the environment he was raised in. I will put an end to him in 2 weeks when I meet him one on one in a Cage Match! The crowd pops for this match. After seeing Wellington and Criminal go at it in a No DQ match, the possibilities of a Cage Match gets their minds racing.Theodore Wellington: Shut Up! I’m not done talking! The cheers quickly turn back to boo’s.Theodore Wellington: Now that I got the thug talk out of the way I want to move on to the most important piece of business tonight. THEODORE WELLINGTON IS NOW HAS A WINNING RECORD WITH MY FIRST WIN HERE TONIGHT! That’s right people…1-0-1. And it is not just any victory. I came out here for three weeks…I told you all I was to be feared, that I was the future of ACW. Nobody wanted to take my word for it, you all wanted to stop talking and prove it. Well guess what…I proved it! I pinned Dave Shadow in that ring 1-2-3! The fans start a chant of “YOUHAD HELP” that gets so loud it starts echoing around the arena. Theodore is no long smiling as an evil look comes across his face. The fans keep going with the chant and Theodore just cracks his neck and in a sadistic way, fights past the anger and back to a smile. As the chants die out and begins to talk again.Theodore Wellington: You people can say what you want, you can chant all your chants but you know what the record books will show? I….pinned….Dave Shadow. And that’s only the start of my history book dominating career. I plan on breaking professionals wrestling undefeated streak record. That’s right, currently the longest anyone has gone without losing a match is 173-0. I am going to go 200-0. Judging by the competition here in ACW….it shouldn’t be that hard As the crowd boo’s Theodore is smiling and enjoying himself. Before he can go on, the French national anthem blasts on the speakers and everyone in the arena, including Wellington, looks confused. All of the sudden Emma Young comes walking out escorting an older gentleman carrying a bag to the ring. They get to the ring and slowly get in and Theodore Wellington is smiling like a 12 year old girl meeting the Jonas Brothers. He avidly shakes his hand before Emma taps him to remind him to get his composure. Theodore Wellington: Ladies and Gentlemen…I know you have no idea who this because you have no class and non working brains, but give a warm welcome to Bernard Arnault..a billionaire AND the richest man in France! The crowd hears the word “France” and immediately boo’s. Theodore tries to shush them but the man just brushes it off. He says a bunch of stuff in French as everyone gets impatient. Finally, Emma translates for everyone.Emma Young: Mr. Arnault is here today to give you award. He says you are part of an elite group of people in the world. Not only are you wealthy, but your athletic ability and lovable personality ar…. Emma has to pause as the boo’s have become too loud to talk over. She raises her voice even more to talk over everyone.Emma Young: ARE assets the world could use more of. That being said, he is here tonight on behalf of the W.B.C…the World Billionaire Club to present you with their annual award. For all you have done, and all they know you will accomplish..they proudly present you with Money Lifetime Achievement Award! As the crowd shows its displeasure for Theodore getting anything…Arnault pulls the award out of the bag. It is has a round base with a cylinder that starts off small and gets wider towards the top. It is made of white gold and has his name written along the base in diamonds.Theodore takes the trophy and shakes the French billionaires hand. He gives Emma a hug and raises it above his head like he actually earned this award. He grabs the mic and goes to speak.Theodore Wellington: I…I don’t know even know what to say! Thank you W.B.C. for being the first group of people to give me the respect I deserve! I will carry this around with me everywhere and I will make you all proud. As you can see ACW, you better get used to me, because I am the real deal. No amount of money can buy perfection. Fortunately for me, I was BORN with it. With that he drops the mic and raises the trophy over his head again. He goes and holds the ropes open for the billionaire and Theodore, Emma, and Arnault make their way up the ramp as the fans hail them with boo’s and empty cups. Nothing seems to bother Theodore though as he stares at his trophy as they disappear behind the curtains.
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Post by Kim Jong CP on Apr 5, 2010 23:09:02 GMT -5
Sachiele's Saga, Part ThreeComposed by KrisCrushed down and destroyed by faith, I'm shouting out your name in my sleep... but you hear nothing.-- Monday, August 24st, 2009 4:27 A.M. M.S.T.The door's slam rings out like a gunshot in the darkness, an uncomfortable silence reigning in its aftermath. One could almost think that the sound was indeed fatal to the pile of flesh and bone that has gone deathly still, brown curls reduced to strings and cords that lack the shine of health... of life itself. Unblinking eyes are equally bereft of presence as she sits amidst the turmoil of her bed, white blankets and sheets torn asunder from their usual order while the pillows have been scattered to the winds. Hunched forward over her stomach as if she had been stabbed there instead of where he wounded her, there is no blood to be seen; the damage has been done on a level that transcends the physical, reaching far deeper than a knife to the heart ever could. It is only after the ears have had a chance to recover from that shock to the system that the sound of her breathing can be heard, every exhale jagged as they escape her lips. Every breath is a labor, her throat and lungs both attempting to rebel against the rest of her body. It is an arduous battle to keep the upper hand, one that she finds herself focusing on in the name of keeping her sanity intact. Unfortunately, one of the simplest processes of life does little to distract her mind from the venom his words injected into her veins, her prized mind thrown into a maelstrom of chaos that even she can make no sense of. About all the more she can catch onto are brief snippets of a single sentence, the words themselves deceptively short and simple.
He... he's... a lie... it was... all a...
Trembling like a leaf in the wind, Sachiele's overloaded mind finally sends the signal, allowing herself to cry. Tears spill from her eyes in a seemingly never-ending stream as she curls up into a fetal position on her side of the bed, the cold absence in the empty space beside her yawning wider and wider as it threatens to consume her whole.Saturday, April 3rd, 2010 3:13 P.M. M.S.T.And lo did the scavenger emerge from the shadows...It's an amusing thought, really, although it's not enough to crack the icy façade that is the Angel of Winter's features as she stands before a simple brick wall, the reds and browns serving as the perfect backdrop for her presence. She is dressed simply as always, the white henley-style shirt and jeans quickly becoming the usual attire for a young woman that may have lost for the first time - but to call her defeated would be a lie, one that would rise up to tear the throat out of whoever dared to utter it. There's a glimmer of irritation in those blue eyes, but it's not nearly enough to cloud her judgment... and its source is most certainly not her opponent, a man that she considers well beneath her. No, she will have her vengeance soon enough - and no amount of prayer or self-righteousness was going to save him. Her opponent this week is also welcome to go through those motions, to try to curry favor with a figment of his imagination... but it will do him no good. Then again, the man that calls himself a predator couldn't really do anything to save himself. Some people are simply beyond help.I bet that you're just salivating at the thought of having the chance to capitalize while I am weakened by someone else's efforts, aren't you? Of course you are - a Hyena such as yourself is always searching for an opportunity to get one over on an actual predator, feasting upon the remains of another's hard work. Your only chance at ever overcoming someone like me is to attempt to strike while they are licking their wounds, recovering from a fight that tested them and their opponent both. Unfortunately for you, there's no wounds left for me to tend to - there haven't been for a few days now. Had you attempted to strike immediately after my match with the Scorpion, perhaps then you would have accomplished something beyond being defeated again... but you couldn't muster the nerve to even attempt a coward's attack, could you? Even though I'm certain you tried, you just couldn't get past the dry feeling in your throat and the sudden shakes that overtook your knees. For a man that claims to be in touch with his predator's side, you have lost touch with your instincts and what they are telling you... a shame, really, since they would have saved you.Those traces of emotion that were present when she first began to speak have all but vanished, a chilling quality overtaking the depths of her gaze. It is a look that the Red Hye-- er, Panther would recognize well... although he's clearly not smart enough to simply back down.But since you are too dense to heed their call, then you leave yourself wide open for me to rip you to shreds. Since it's obvious that you're too stupid to remember those simple facts of life, I'll try to remind you as simply as I can - call it an act of kindness. The sky will always be blue, the wind will always blow... and I will always rise above you. Do not loathe me for my ability to soar above you, eternally beyond your reach - you have merely been dealt a hand that you are too pathetic to play. You could be culling the herd of the lowest depths of the card, serving your purpose in the circle of things... but instead, you play at being capable of dominance, laughing at your nonexistent cleverness as you caper about behind the backs of lions. You've once again been caught in the claws of those that actually deserve to have that respect, Hyena, and there's not a damn thing that you can do to escape my clutches. Come Warfare, you will actually serve a purpose for once; as a reminder of just what happens when a pathetic scavenger like you fucks with the natural order of things. This time, at least try to be smart enough to stay where you belong.Short and sweet... and, frankly, her opponent doesn't deserve anything beyond that. Everything fades to black as the Angel of Winter scoffs, the brunette pushing off the wall and striding off-camera.
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