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Post by Jason Freeman on Aug 2, 2010 22:07:22 GMT -5
A Brief Address (CP)
With the main event minutes away, the camera cuts to the offices of Chairman Hawthorne.
Hawthorne: Ladies and gentleman, I would like to thank you all for coming out this evening and continuing to support the ACW product. It is with your continued support that we continue to grow, despite the economic crisis around us.
There’s a cheer from the crowd as Hawthorne nods his head.
Hawthorne: Now I do have some news to announce, Seven Deadly Sins, one of our six yearly pay per views will take place August 29th here at the ACW Arena. Tickets are already sold out, however special releasing will occur.
With that said, looking further into the future, in September we will be conducting an experiment of sorts. Instead of our usual Emperor of the Ring tournament, we will not be having one of our super cards, instead we will be producing Samhain, live on October 31st, with a docket of matches that we are certain will entertain.
We have not cancelled Emperor of the Ring however, instead, we will be returning to the ACW Island after winter tour is concluded for a special two night presentation. The first will feature Emperor of the Ring matches, with the second being a night to present our year end awards and the finals of the Emperor of the Ring tournament.
There’s another cheer from the crowd, the long term announcements supporting the fact that ACW will continue to succeed.
Hawthorne: Now, earlier this evening we witnessed the destruction of Chris Phenomenal’s fragile mentality. He will be sent for a psychiatric evaluation and if he passes, at Seven Deadly Sins or Co-Main Event will feature him vs. Scorpion.
Considering their match at Hello Goodbye II and the nature it ended, we will determine a winner. Next week, we’re going to have both men compete in a beat the clock challenge, with the winner getting to choose the stipulation for their match. Again, this is conducive on Chris passing his mental health evaluation.
Mixed reaction from the crowd, but the match, if it goes down is sure to be a slobber knocker.
Hawthorne: Now I do believe it is time for tonights main event. Boys, take it away.
Cut away to ringside.
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Post by Jason Freeman on Aug 2, 2010 22:09:40 GMT -5
The scene changes to ringside where the audience are waiting for the main event contest of the evening, Jon Taylor Vs Gary for the ACW Entertainment Championship. The head ring announcer stands in the centre of the ring ready to introduce the contest.
Phillip Jones: Ladies and gentleman, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a singles match for the ACW Entertainment Championship.
"Revolution Begins" by Arch Enemy hits the P.A system and fills the ringside arena much to the dismay of the fans, to the signal the arrival of the first competitor in the match.
Phillip Jones: Introducing the first challenger. Weighing in at two hundred and thirty pounds, residing in Beverly Hills, California. He is a two-time former ACW International Champion....the CURRENT ACW Entertainment Champion.....JON TAYLOR!
At the exact moment Phillip finishes his sentence Taylor strides through the entrance curtain through white smoke looking focused and intense, hand in hand with his Girlfriend Daphne almost dragging her along. The crowd as usual erupt with boos and jeers as Taylor begins to walk down the ramp as the ramp is filled with the white smoke. With his title safely rested on his shoulder he manages a small smirk, ignoring the abusive fans and coming to the ring. He releases Daphne's hand and rolls under the bottom rope before hopping up and a making his way to the other side of the ring to demand a microphone. At this point Daphne is just making her way up the steps and stepping through the ropes to meet Taylor in the middle of the ring as he begins to speak.
Jon Taylor: In a few moments time you people will witness what true talent is once more, when I face off against Gary, however in the mean time I have something to say. You see, over the course of the night I've heard whispers of people wanting this belt that I have over my shoulder right now. I've heard Jake Steele talking like he thinks he can just walk back into ACW and expect a shot at this title, I've heard Theodore Wellington talk as if he actually really believes that he is anywhere near the class that it takes to challenge for a title and let's not forget that TJ even had the nerve to come and challenge me for a rematch despite being comprehensively beaten for it just one week ago. Well, you know what? It's been one week already and I'm tired of people talking like they deserve a shot at me and this title right here! To get a shot at a title you need to earn it. Just like I did...and just like my opponent for tonight, Gary did.
Taylor pauses to smirk, Daphne manages a forced chuckle to humour her Boyfriend. The crowd remain less than approving as you can imagine.
Jon Taylor: You see it's people like Gary and I who hold the hope for this company. It is our work ethics and talent that shine that small beaming light of hope that fades even more each day! Tonight's match will be a spectacle that not even you people can ignore. And do you want to know why? It's because it doesn't involve Jake Steele, it doesn't involve Mainer and best of all it doesn't involve...
Taylor attempts to finish his sentence but as he speaks the crowd cannot hear him. He continues on talking but becomes frustrated and quickly becomes aware his mic has been cut. Suddenly out of nowhere and no reason the crowd pop.
Hawthorne: ...Gary.
The whole attention of ringside turns to the top of the ramp where Samuel Hawthorne, the owner of ACW is standing. An incensed Taylor starts shouting some obscenities, though no one can hear what exactly. A firm looking Hawthorne seems in no mood to waste time and quickly continues.
Hawthorne: Ask me this Mr. Taylor, you didn't really believe that I would allow your shenanigans to really carry on, did you? These people didn't spend their hard earned money to see you defend your Championship belt against someone who won't present a challenge. No, these people came to see you wrestle someone who will put up a fight. They came to see you put on a match worthy of an ACW Championship defense.
A truimphant Hawthorne smiles defiantly as the crowd continue to go crazy, cheering for the ACW owner.
Hawthorne: Now, have no fear Taylor, I have found a suitable replacement for Gary. He is someone you are familiar with, and someone I am confident will present more than a challenge to you. He just also happens to be a former holder of that belt you hold. So, with any further hold up...Ladies and Gentlemen let me present Mr. Taylor's opponent for tonight's ACW Entertainment Championship match...He hails from Fayetteville, North Carolina. Weighing in at 225 pounds...
The crowd are all on tender hooks waiting to see who the man is, Taylor is however thoroughly fed up at this point realizing he isn't going to get an easy defense after all.
Hawthorne: ..."Showtime" Ryan Cooper!
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Post by Jason Freeman on Aug 2, 2010 22:10:31 GMT -5
The crowd pops the biggest pop of the night so far! They're off their seats as 'All I Do Is Win' by DJ Khaled hits the P.A system as the ringside is plunged into darkness with a spotlight on the entrance curtain. After a few moments it becomes real as Showtime, a former stable mate of Taylor and indeed former ACW Entertainment Champion enters an ACW arena for the first time in 2 years! Taylor is throwing a tantrum in the ring holding his ring while Hawthorne seems more than happy with himself.
Hawthorne: Enjoy it, Mr. Taylor. Maybe next time you'll remember who's in charge. Good night.
Hawthorne exits past a smiling Showtime. A livid Taylor is trying desperately to be calmed down by Daphne but right now nothing seems to be working.
ALL I DO IS WIN! WIN! WIN! NO MATTER WHAT! GOT MONEY ON MY MIND! I CAN NEVER GET ENOUGH! AND EVERYTIME I STEP INTO THE BUILDING EVERYBODY HANDS GO UP! AND THEY STAY THERE!!!!
And everybody’s hands were up in the air for Showtime who brought that same energy that he was known for during his last ACW stint. That familiar glimmer’s still in his eyes and that same cocky smirk plastered on his face! Slapping the hands of the ACW fans for the first time in years, the arena suddenly got a party atmosphere! Gold lights flicker with the music as Showtime makes his way down to face his former partner, his former friend in Jon Taylor! Showtime climbs up to the apron and jumps over the ropes into the ring landing right in front of his adversary who looks far from amused. The music finally stops, but the chants of ‘SHOWTIME! SHOWTIME! SHOWTIME!’ still boom throughout the arena!
The bell rings, and we are is under way! Both men start off tentatively, stalking each other before locking into a collar-and-elbow tie-up. It's Taylor who gets the early upper-hand, grabbing Showtime into a headlock. It’s broken up quickly when Showtime sends the Entertainment champ to the ropes, and Taylor bounces back, running right into a spin kick right in the kisser!
McNally: Taylor gets dropped with the big kick, and he's livid.
Edison: Wouldn’t you be if you just got kicked in the mouth?!
Taylor slams his fist into the mat and rise to his feet, storming into his opponent's space and yells, “Not in the fucking face!” Showtime couldn't believe it, considering Taylor couldn't get much uglier than he already is and just laughs in the champ's face. Of course, this didn't sit well with the hotheaded Taylor, who then piefaces Showtime. The crowd Ooohs and Ahhhs, but it turns into cheers when Showtime does what the majority of the ACW wrestlers and fanbase wants to do... and that's slap the taste out of Taylor's mouth!
Edison: SLAPPED HIM LIKE A BITCH! Hope we got instant replay for that!
The referee does indeed reprimand Showtime, and things finally settle down once again. The two former teammates circle each other before locking up again, but it's like deja vu because Taylor locks in another headlock. Once again, Showtime tries to bounce him, but this time, Taylor wrenches it in even harder. Taylor being Taylor can't help but be proud of himself, jawjacking with the fans at ringside, but the momentary distraction is all that Showtime needs to back suplex Taylor to the canvas. Both men rise to their feet at about the same time, but Showtime soon leaves his with a picture-perfect dropkick, once again hitting the California native right in the jaw, knocking the Entertainment champion out of the ring. Taylor takes a breather, and Daphne tries to console her boyfriend to no avail. After the breather, Taylor rolls back into the ring. He meets up with the challenger in the middle of the ring and raises an arm, pointing to it to try to get Showtime to go for the test of strength.
Edison: That's right! The test of strength! Two men engage in the greco-roman knucklelock! We can see just who is the superior specimen!
McNally: I don't know... Usually, this ends up with...that.
As soon as Showtime raises his hand to meet Taylor's, the champ kicks his opponent in the gut, to the displeasure of the fans in the arena. It doesn't matter to the champ who's pretty proud of himself at the moment. He gives his opponent a big European uppercut that rocks his jaw and another one that sends him back to the ropes. Taylor sends Showtime off the ropes with the Irish whip, and the challenger runs right into a back elbow. The champ then runs towards the ropes and bounces off of them. The challenger rolls on his belly as Taylor jumps over him before getting back up. As Taylor runs back towards Showtime, he goes for a big clothesline... that gets countered into a breath-taking cross armbreaker.
McNally: Beautiful counter into the cross armbreaker for the challenger. It’d be rather embarrassing for Jon Taylor to lose his title so quickly!
Fortunately for the champ, he knows the move well enough to put his hands together as Showtime tries to wrench the arm back to lock it in properly. Taylor kicks and flays until he gets a foot on the bottom rope to force the break. Once again, Taylor leaves the ring, this time out of frustration. He kicks the guardrail, but Showtime's soaking it all in. He starts to clap his hands and gets the crowd to join in as they await something big from the returning star. Of course, he delivers big with the corkscrew plancha to the outside of the ring on the fallen Taylor!
McNally: THE HUMAN HIGHLIGHT REEL! Showtime might have hurt himself more than Taylor with that move!
Edison: I think he’s better off calling that the attempted suicide!
McNally: Will you stop? Cooper might have really hurt himself there.
Showtime's on the mat holding on to his left knee, and as Taylor gets up, he notices the injury. A sick and twisted grin creeps on the champion's face. He rolls in and right back out of the ring to break the count and then pulls Showtime up, hoisting him up as if he was going to do a shinbreaker, but he instead sends Showtime's knee crashing into the guardrail! Taylor rolls back in the ring, and the ref continues his count. An expression of sheer agony is painted on the challenger's face.
SEVEN!
EIGHT!!
NINE!!
Despite the punishment the challenger has taken, the energy of the crowd and sheer willpower allows him to make it into the ring before the count of ten. Collective cheers fill the arena, but one person that isn't cheering is the champ. Despite not ending the match yet, Taylor was the picture of confidence, knowing that he's taken out one of Showtime's greatest weapons in his knees. Laughing at his prone opponent, Taylor slaps Showtime in the back of the head, berating him, but the defiant challenger fights back with elbows to the gut. This burst of fire gets quickly extinguished with a knee to a gut, followed by a delayed vertical suplex from Taylor. The champ floats over for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
T-KICKOUT!
Relentless in his attack, Taylor then picks Showtime up and knees him again in the gut before backing him into the corner. Then Taylor goes for the Irish whip but Showtime turns the table, sending Taylor into the corner and charges in with a big running knee… that gets nothing but turnbuckle! The challenger’s hopping on one leg, backing right into Taylor who waistlocks him and dumps the injured challenger right on his head with a huge German suplex!
Edison: Showtime might have a broken freakin’ neck after that one!
Instead of going for the pin, Taylor stands back up and celebrates… like he won the damn match already! Daphne looks at her boyfriend like a complete idiot and lets her know that he has everything under control. By the time JT turns around, however, the only thing he has is the back of Showtime’s hand giving him a hard knife-edge chop to his chest, complete with the obligatory WOOOOOOOOOS from the fans. Showtime delivers another one that lights Taylor up! And one more for good measure! The challenger’s really getting into the zone right now, and the fans show their support for him… or their support for anyone that beats the crap out of the current champion. The North Carolina native unleashes a stiff, lightning fast series of slaps to the face of Taylor, and then kicks his left shin and then does a spin kick to the champion’s gut followed by something out of a UFC fight, a sick left high kick to Taylor's head.
Edison: MY LORD! TAYLOR JUST GOT CRO COPPED! HE COULD BE OUT AFTER THAT!
Showtime goes for the cover after that huge kick, and the ref goes in for the count!
ONE!
TWO!
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Post by Jason Freeman on Aug 2, 2010 22:11:43 GMT -5
THR-NO!
The champion shows that despite having a large ego, he has a lot of toughness as well! Looking to put his opponent away for good, the injured Showtime wobbles to the ropes and waits on the apron for Taylor to get up. Springboard time! Showtime jumps on the top ropes, wobbly for a second, but then he gets the crossbody off…. RIGHT INTO A FLYING KNEE FROM TAYLOR!! The fans are livid, booing loudly as Taylor laughs at his fallen adversary who was clenching at his gut.
Edison: THAT WAS BEAUTIFUL! TAYLOR TOOK A PAGE RIGHT OUT OF SHOWTIME’S BOOK AND USED THAT BIG MUAY THAI-TYPE MOVE TO LAY SLOWTIME OUT!
McNally: Slowtime? Did you make that up yourself?
Edison: As a matter of fact, I did!
One stolen move deserves another, and for some ungodly reason, Taylor decides to make a shout-out to Dan Mainer, saying that this was for him! He waits for Showtime to get on one knee and start to rise up before running in to go for what appears to be a Straight Flush… but the only thing that Taylor gets is a..
McNally: LARIATOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! The champ just got flipped inside out with that move!
Edison: Does your lameness know no bound?! Do you think we’re in Japan or somethi- Wait! Showtime with the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
T-KICKOUT!
That knee was really getting to the challenger, grimacing as he rises to his feet, picking up Taylor in the process and locks in the Thai plum, the traditional Muay Thai Clinch. Then that’s when he brings the pain. Shin kicks, elbows, and knees rain down on the champ who then gets swung away from Showtime who goes for a kick to the gut, but his foot gets caught! Knowing it was the injured leg, Taylor zeroes in on that knee with an elbow and then drops Showtime down with a crippling shinbreaker immediately followed up by an ankle lock! The challenger’s screaming in pain, agony all over his face as Taylor screams for him to tap out.
McNally: The fans are begging for Cooper to stay alive! He's fighting through the pain! Showing his guts and tenacity!
Showtime claws and fights towards the ropes and eventually makes it, grabbing the bottom one, but Taylor doesn’t let go until the referee pulls him off, warning him of the possibility of a disqualification.. like that really matters to the champ who just shrugs the warning off. The champion does something that’s really uncharacteristic of him and that’s climb to the top ropes, and as soon as Showtime gets up, Taylor leaps off with a beautiful flying cross body. It’s like poetry in motion. It’s reminiscent to Bach’s Concerto in D minor, with all the beauty of a nude Maryse photo spread. It’s like… Oh wait. Showtime ducks! Taylor crashes and burns with a sick thud right on the canvas. That landing.. was cringe-worthy. Daphne seems a little less concerned about her boyfriend than she should, perhaps thinking that he had it coming for pulling off such a bone-head move, but the crowd loves it, cheers filling the arena as Showtime stalks his opponent… waiting for Taylor to get to one knee before running in with a shining..
Edison: TRIANGLE OF PERFECTION! I BET THAT’S NOT THE FIRST TIME HE’S STOLEN SOMETHING!
McNally: What are you trying to say?!
Edison: Now, I’m not saying that just because he’s black. All I’m saying is… Oh lets focus on the match! See! Look at the champ and his ring awareness! It took him no time at all to get to the ropes!
McNally: I don’t think Showtime was really trying to get the submission as much as he was looking for retribution from what Taylor did earlier, stealing one of Showtime’s trademark moves!
The challenger’s right back on the attack, picking the champion back up and gets one arm in a half-nelson before he tries to get a full-nelson to perhaps go for a Dragon, but Taylor knows exactly what’s coming, countering with back-elbows Showtime and then spins around to waistlock Showtime again, lifting him up. This time, it’s Cooper who counters, back elbowing Taylor this time before doing a switch. Instead of trying to hit the Dragon, Showtime elbows Taylor in the back of the head before Showtime hits the back suplex and continues to hold on to Taylor, lifting him up into a wheelbarrow facebuster, slamming Taylor face-first on the hard mat! The challenger rolls on top of Taylor (no homo) and goes for the cover!!
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-NO!! Taylor kicks out at the last split-second!
Edison: WE ALMOST HAD A NEW CHAMPION WITH THAT, BUT SOMEHOW TAYLOR KICKS OUT!
The intense match has taken its toll on both combatants, with Showtime hopping back to his feet, looking back down at the nearly lifeless corpse that’s on the mat. Showtime looks at the fans and then points to the top ropes, asking them if they want him to go for another big move, and the fans all approve! Putting all reasoning aside, Showtime musters up enough will to charge to the turnbuckle and bounces off the top ropes with a quick moonsault he likes to call Ill Nino! The fans are on their feet, cheering on the challenger, but he hit his knee pretty hard, hurting himself just as much as Taylor. He manages to crawl over his opponent and goes for another cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THR- KICKOUT!
The match continues!! Showtime picks up Taylor and sends him to the opposite corner with the Irish whip before charging in with another knee. AGAIN, Taylor moves out of the way, but Showtime knows it fast enough to put on the breaks. He turns around right into a kick to the gut followed by…
McNally: THE SHOCK TREATMENT! TAYLOR’S PATENTED GUTWRENCH SUPLEX! HE GOES FOR THE COVER!
ONE!
TWO!
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Post by Jason Freeman on Aug 2, 2010 22:12:56 GMT -5
THRE-NO!! SHOWTIME KICKS OUT!!
The champ is in disbelief! Is he going to have to bribe the black man with fried chicken to get him out of this match?! He might not have chicken, but he has some Falcon Arrow for Showtime as Taylor signals for the end, setting the challenger up for the Taylor Made (Inverted Falcon Arrow), but Showtime's able to send a knee right to the temple that stops the first attempt. Taylor, however, is a man possessed and doesn't relent. He goes for it again and eats another knee as he tries to lift Showtime. That’s enough for JT to drop the hold and focused on that throbbing pain in his head. Or maybe he hears voices in his head as well.. Who knows after all of those headshots that Showtime’s done in this match, but it’s not over. Showtime locks in another Thai clinch and does that same series of shots, rocking the champ again with another high kick, this time with the right leg, but Showtime's injury causes him to nearly fall.
Edison: TAYLOR LOOKS LIKE HE GOT DOWN SYNDROME AFTER THAT ONE!
McNally: DESPITE THAT BEING FAR FROM POLITICALLY CORRECT, I HAVE TO AGREE! TAYLOR LOOKS WORSE FOR WEAR, AND SHOWTIME GOES FOR THE COVER!
ONE!
TWO!
THE-NO! TAYLOR’S FOOT IS ON THE BOTTOM ROPE!
Both men are leaving it all in the ring! Showtime is slow to get back up and Taylor's barely even coherent. Showtime goes for the northern lights suplex... but in the end he gets a TAYLOR DDT!!! BOTH MEN ARE DOWN YET AGAIN!
The two are slow to get to their feet but get up at about the same time. It’s Taylor gets the first punch (Crowd: BOO!) Showtime then uncorks a big right hand. (Crowd: YAY!) Taylor responds with European uppercut (Crowd: BOO!) Showtime responds with forearm shot! (Crowd: YAY!) Taylor with European uppercut! (Crowd: BOO!) And another! (Crowd: BOO!) Then another! (Crowd: BOO!) Taylor bounces off the ropes and attempts a clothesline but eats an uppercutting superkick right to the kisser! (Crowd: YAY!!) Showtime falls on his back on top of Taylor and goes for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
TH-NO!! KICKOUT!
Showtime then locks one arm in the half-nelson and is close to getting the full, but Taylor fights out of it. That’s when Showtime goes to his ace in the hole..
McNally: HATE CREW DEATHROLL!!
Edison: IT’S JUST A FUCKING BACKSLIDE! YOU DON’T HAVE TO GIVE IT A NAME!
Taylor and Showtime are fighting for position when Taylor grabs the referee, pulling the ref in front of him and sneaks in a kick right to Showtime’s family jewels with the referee’s back turned. Too focused on the pain inflicted to the baby-makers, Showtime's turns and exposes his back to Taylor who grabs Showtime by the head and sets him up for the big finish, lifting Showtime up and dropping him back down with the... TAYLOR MADE!
Edison: TAYLOR MADE! THE SHOW’S OVER FOR OUR CHALLENGER!
McNally: NO! NOT LIKE THIS!
ONE!
TWO!!
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Post by Jason Freeman on Aug 2, 2010 22:13:41 GMT -5
THREE!!
The bell sounds, and the match is over!! Play that funky music, white boy! As Taylor theme booms in the PA system, the crowd lets him have it, booing and screaming out all kind of bad wishes for the victor, including someone hoping he gets squirrel AIDS.. whatever that is.
Jones: Here is your winner by pinfall.. And stiiiiiillll ACW Entertainment Champion.. JOOOOOOOOOOONN TAYLOOOOR!!
The champion gets some help from Daphne, but he pulls away from her, instead basking in the glory the moment by himself. Guess who’s sleeping on the couch tonight. The referee rewards the title to Taylor, who snatches it away and clings to it like a child with his favorite toy. He takes his time looking down at the fallen Showtime and stand above him, raising his arm and his title high into the air!
McNally: Taylor taking short-cuts to retain the title! WHAT HAPPENED TO ETHICS AND TALENT BEING WHO DECIDES WHO IS THE BETTER MAN?!
Edison: The better man obviously is walking out with the ACW Entertainment Championship tonight!
McNally: Give credit to Showtime for taking the champion to the limit, but Jon Taylor retains the belt on this night!
The couple walk down the aisle with a chorus of boos being thrown from all sides at the duo as Showtime picks himself back up with the help of the ropes, infuriated with the outcome of the match. If looks could kill, Taylor would be six feet under by now with the hatred on his former stablemate’s face as he stares at the champion who slowly hoists the championship belt high above his head.
Fade to black.
Additional Credit: Showtime!
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Post by Jason Freeman on Aug 2, 2010 22:14:38 GMT -5
Segment: Red Eyed Ambition Credit: ? / Mr. Red
As we return to our broadcast, we are greeted by Kevin Anderson.
Kevin Anderson: Hello, ACW world and all it’s inhabitants. I am the “Internet” Kevin Anderson, and I’m here with another exclusive interview. Yes sir, today I got an veteran. A man who has been with ACW since the start and a man who feels like he’s deserving of becoming the next ACW World Champion. With me I have Mr. Red!
The camera turns to Red, who looks pissed off once again and ready to speak his mind as Kevin preps the first question.
Kevin: Red, you have been taking out all of your frustrations with everyone possible. Cameramen, backstage workers. Almost even the chairman. Demanding that you be awarded a title shot and an match with Danny Mainer. What is your deal?
Mr. Red: My deal, my fucking deal is that I’ve been in ACW for over 4 years and what have I got out of it? Entertainment Championship? I am this companies only 3 time Entertainment Champion. I never even got an Intercontinental Championship shot, before it got retired of course. I couldn’t even get that? I deserve so much more than ACW is giving me, and I’m tired of being dedicated! I’m tired of being that guy with all the heart and no titles. The closest I’ve came to winning the world title was taking it from BK. And what happened after that? I was beaten to a pulp by that son of a bitch! I feel, no, I know it’s my turn to be somebody and I’m going to do it no matter what!
Kevin: You really think you can go up against people like the man you’re facing tonight, Chris Phenomenal?
Mr. Red: Chris Phenomenal will be a walk in the park, trust me. And he will be the perfect example of what I mean. Once I beat him, everyone will know how much I deserve it. Everyone will know that once I beat a former world champion, I’ll be on the glory road. I’ll be on the road to success and nobody will be able to dethrone me once I finally face Danny Mainer, and become World Champion!
Kevin: Well good luck with that, Red. I’m gonna wish you the best of luck tonight man. I just hope that…oh shit!
Mr. Red: What? What the hell are you running for? This interview isn’t over!
As Kevin drops his microphone and dashes off into thin air, Mr. Red can only look on in confusion. Until he feels a breath on his neck, he closes his eyes, looks back and it's the man of the hour. Jake Steele.
Mr. Red: Who the hell brought you back to life?
Jake Steele: God. (Morgan Freeman voice)
Mr. Red facepalms and questions him again.
Mr. Red: I’m serious, who the hell and why the hell are you back?
Jake Steele: Well, damn. Code Red can’t even greet a nigga wit’ a hug, some dap? A jersey shore fist pump?
Mr. Red: Shut up. Don't talk to me about that Jersey Shore bullshit. It is a waste of time. I’m not here to listen to your clowning, I’m not here to listen to anybodies clowning anymore. All I want is to do something which I can’t even believe you did, win the world title!
Jake Steele: You know how I won dat’ title, Red.
Mr. Red: No. Aside from licking someone balls, I have no clue.
Steele cracks a semi laugh at that, then he just motions for Red to move in closer. Steele looks around to see if anybody can hear him, then he leans into Red and whispers.
Jake Steele: Cause I didn’t whine and bitch my way to it.
Mr. Red looks on like he wants to smack Steele, but Steele shrugs it and explains.
Jake Steele: I scratched and I clawed. I bled and I sweat. I made somethin’ out of nothin’ and I beat everybody who tried to knock off my throne nigga. And oh, you best believe I had just bout everybody comin for my head. It ain’t matter though, cause even when they thought they had me down, not one time did I slip. Not one time did I crack, and never…not even for a moment did I think bout givin’ up. I knew bein’ a world champion ran through my veins. Hell, and no offense to the man despite our ups and our downs. It must run thicker through mines, because I won dat’ title even faster than my brotha’, Dan White. So it ain’t even bout how long you done been around, or what you think you deserve. It’s bout dat heart, and if da’ people don’t see you got it, and most of all…if you don’t see you got it. Den you ain’t goin’ muthafuckinwhere. And dat’s all it is bruh.
Mr. Red: You know what…thanks for that little “pep talk”. But fuck you. I don't need words of advice from some douche that sucked his way to the top of the ladder.
Red turns away to walk off, and Steele lowers his head watching another someone walk off thinking they can get anywhere going against him like that. But in his moment of silence, Red comes in and tries to sucker punch Steele, who dodges it and grabs Red's fist.
Jake Steele: Now, now Red…I really suggest you put dat’ fist down before I show you why I had da’ so called GODS of wrestlin’ crumblin’ underneath my knee, and just why I was da’ highest rated, and most watched world champion in ACW history, boy!
Steele pushes Red off and the two have a staredown. Red spits next to Steele and walks off.
Jake Steele: I see shit don’t change round here, shake my head…
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Post by Jason Freeman on Aug 2, 2010 22:14:54 GMT -5
Changes Dan White ANARCHY!!!!!!
Well, we expected it. We knew it was coming, and for the second time tonight, Mr. Dan White will be entertaining the crowd. Well, it’s more like the first time of the night, as he was hardly a monkey on a unicycle earlier on in the night. And here he comes, walking through the curtain to a very mixed reception from the crowd. He does indeed look a lot different walking down the ramp. Not so much that he’s a completely massive heel now, but more that he really feels that he has to get something off his chest. Basically, he looks like he means business. He makes his way down the ramp and climbs into the ring, where he receives a microphone from one of the ringside crew workers. He allows the music to fade as all good talkers do, before he presents himself to the audience.Dan White: Last week at the second edition of Hello Goodbye, Senator Steve Phillips and I fought in a match that would be symbolic to the rest of ACW. We went the full thirty minutes, and showed exactly what two old-timers can bring to the table here in this company. We went longer than anyone else did that night, and we were still able to pick ourselves up at the end and shake hands. Of course what you witnessed afterwards was a shocking assault on two men that had just graced this very ring with sterling entertainment, when AC Evans chose that time to announce his return. Appropriate really, when you consider it was probably the pinnacle of the night. And then of course my half brother Jake Steele returned, making it a menagerie of twists and turns. And then later in the night, after I had said goodnight to Phillips, I attacked him. The boos start quietly, but increase with volume as Dan pauses, allowing them to raise.Dan White: I attack Phillips, and you know what? It felt like nothing I’ve ever done before. I’ve thrown that old man into ladders, off turnbuckles, into the side of a Hell in a Cell! But doing what I did to him, with chair shot after chair shot to his crooked back, satisfied me greatly. Seeing his blood spill from his forehead, seeing him nigh on choke on his own crimson, that was satisfying. He smirks as the boos grow louder, but he doesn’t seem to care anymore.Dan White: And-and hear me loud and clear on this one – I had a very important reason for doing it. You see, and you will all kick yourselves for not realising this sooner, is that everything I did ever since I returned waaaaaay back at Fallen Heroes 2008, everything I did was to please the fans. He’s beginning to get a little more animated, smirking broadly as he talks.Dan White: When I defeated Phillips at Omega Effect IV. It was the crowd that inspired me to pick my sorry Welsh arse up off the floor, and drag it into the ring where I picked up the biggest victory of my career up to that point. It was all you lot that helped me overcome Jason Freeman, and then defeat not only him but FOUR OTHER MEN in a Hell in a Cell match to capture the International Championship. This crowd were the ones that got me THIS CLOSE to main eventing Omega Effect V, where I had to overcome the chairman, Dave Shadow, Thunderkiss and just about everyone else in this fucking company. And I was that close, but obviously not EVERYTHING you see in the movies is real, is it? You don’t always see the underdog emerging victorious. Sometimes it’s proper when that happens. I mean fuck it, you don’t want to see the same Hollywood ending every time, do you? BUT THERE WAS A HAPPY ENDING! Because YOU lot inspired me, when I was at a low point in my life, to come back and keep fighting for that title! I defeated Hitman of the Gods to earn a title shot, and then I defeated Phillips AGAIN to win the World Title in a Hell in a Cell match, with all my friends around me. I had overcome so fucking much to finally hold up that belt. Five years of hurt. And I’d won the match. Finally. He pauses, allowing himself to catch his breath. He resumes speaking, but this time slower, and with a darker tone.Dan White: I lost my World title. It sucks, but sometimes things happen and in my case, it was an old friend who is no longer around. Karma, I suppose. But I didn’t stop to complain, because all good things do come to an end, and they really really do. So I took some much needed time off, recharged my batteries, and returned back in June to fight my brother at Omega Effect VI. I then ran into Phillips, and we had a friendship. Two people with mutual respect for each other. Bullshit. Dan shakes his head as the crowd jeers.Dan White: See with Phillips, I had always had a poor record against him. Back before my head injury in 2006, I’d be lucky to last five minutes in the ring with that man. I was punching way above my weight, and the records show, as I didn’t have a single win against him. But I returned in 2008, and I was different, and I was able to beat him. And I beat him again. And two of my greatest wins are from defeating that man. But I didn’t do it on my own. I didn’t fucking do it on my own, did I? Because I beat him, and EVERYTHING I HAVE DONE since I returned was for you lot. Winning the tag team titles with Rattlesnake. Fighting against the odds to win the International Title. The World Title. I did every single one of those things for you, the fans. And it makes me sick. Heavy jeers from the crowd as Dan snarls.Dan White: Because you lot simply DO. NOT. GET. IT. I liked being a man of the people. I liked winning belts and matches for you lot. I liked how I was a fan favourite, one that represented you lot in this ring and rings across the globe. But I’ve changed. You see, what do I have to show for that now? My paycheque is a fraction of what it was even a year ago. And not just mine, everyone’s. I’ve put everything into this company, this single company and yes, I’m still here but at what cost? Not much, I’ll tell you. So I’m done fighting for you lot. You people have got to get it into your demented heads that this is a dog eat dog world, and it’s every man, for themselves. Yet more boos. Dan knows how to work a crowd!Dan White: Which brings me back to Phillips. Because as I mentioned, two of my greatest wins were against that man, and I credit both of those wins to the crowd. But that’s where it ends. Because Senator, if you’re listening wherever you are on your hospital bed or something, I’m coming for you. And I will beat you. Not the fans, not my friends, but me. You couldn’t write this stuff – or at least you can’t, I am because, well, I’m the writer of this segment. “Hail to the Chief” hits and there’s a humongous pop as Senator Steve Phillips walks through the curtain, a walking stick to aid him after his injuries from last week, and with his forehead stapled up. In his right hand holds a microphone, and Dan looks pretty stunned to see him here, when he assumed the former two-time world champion would be resting up. Senator stands on the top of the ramp, as he begins to speak.Senator: So you want me, Dan? Well you have me! Surely you did not think you would keep me down? You know me better than that! Dan White: Well you know, I can’t say that I’m not surprised. I didn’t think you’d be daft enough to come out here and show your face. I mean look at the state of you. You’ve got a walking stick, for crying out loud! What are you going to do, Teddy Roosevelt on me? Senator: I must agree that I am in no state to come down to the ring and fight you myself. But you are forgetting Dan, that I have a few friends of my own – and you do not have to worry, I am not calling out my stable to do my fighting for me. A sinister grin forms on Dan’s face as he accepts that he’s not going to be attacked by Freeman, Cole et al.Senator: However I do have a couple of tricks up my sleeve. Namely two men that you are certainly familiar with! Dan’s eyes widen, and he’s quickly taken aback as both Capitalists, Kalb and Fitsharris appear out of nowhere from opposite sides of the ring. There’s huge cheers as Dan is forced to fault the ropes, and scramble behind the commentator’s desks, through the crowd with the Capitalists watching on from the ring. Spooked, Dan continues running as the camera pans back on Senator, who has a smile in his eyes. If there’s one thing that you do not turn your back on, it’s an old fox (as a proverb SOMEWHERE will say).
This one ain’t over.
Fade out.(Credit to Senator also)
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Post by Jason Freeman on Aug 2, 2010 22:37:20 GMT -5
THE CONTRACT SIGNING Credit: Danny Mainer & Jason Freeman When we return from the commercial break we are returned straight to the ACW ring where all the regalia and jazz is set up for the official contract signing of the title match between nefarious and deviant challenger Jason Freeman against the conflicted but ultimately fan-favourite hero and world champion Danny Mainer. A red carpet coats the mat and there is a desk in the centre of the ring not unlike the one that Samuel Hawthorne himself probably signs contracts on. Samuel Hawthorne stands at the side of the desk with the contract in one hand and the microphone in the other, a crisp suit on to mark the occasion as he prepares to set up the main event of his next big pay-per-view 7 Deadly Sins. Also wearing a suit, black with a steel blue tie is Danny Mainer who cradles the world heavyweight championship over his shoulder. He has a leg crossed and was leaning back in his leather chair as he stares transfixed, casually at his challenger Jason Freeman who's using every trick in the book to ensure that his ascension to championship glory is a successful one.
It's only Freemain, Mainer and Hawthorne inside the ring and already the scene is incredibly tense. Both men refuse to take their eyes off each other as Hawthorne begins the proceedings. He takes a quick scan of the papers to ensure that everything is in order not wanting to aggravate the already bursting levels of tension between the two men in front of him with a mistake of penmanship. He places the contract on the table and clears his throat ready to start as the crowd go deadly silent in anticipation of this contract signing.[Samuel Hawthorne l The Boss]: "Hello one and all, ladies and gentlemen boys and girls to the OFFICIAL contract signing for the world heavyweight title bout between challenger Jason Freeman and champion Danny Mainer at the Seven Deadly Sins pay-per-view event!" The crowd whoops and cheers themselves into a frenzy as the building is in total support of their champion Danny Mainer. "Mai-Ner" chants erupt like Pompei creating a deafening echo all around the building as it appears the building is going to collapse under stamping feet and cheers of appreciation while Mr. Jason Freeman gets absolutely nothing. Mainer smirks with satisfaction at this reaction as Freeman shows impassiveness towards the one-sided response of the crowd. Freeman simply scoffs at the smirking Mainer as Hawthorne tries desperately to quiet the crowd down.[Samuel Hawthorne l The Boss]: "Now... before I get started Mr. Freeman do you have any words for your opponent? Please try to keep it civil and the aggression to a minimum as any acts of violence shall result in SEVERE consequences for the perpetrator even if provoked. Understand? Mr. Freeman, if you will." Jason Freeman willingly takes the microphone from his employer Samuel Hawthorne, the most sickly disgusting smug grin on his face like the bully who's stolen the juniors' lunch money. Zero remorse, zero regrets, the crowd changes pitch immediately and booes the likes that Thunderkiss in his prime recieved are now delivered straight into the ears of the world over. He's not liked one bit but Hawthorne has given him his platform to say whatever he damn well pleases.[Jason Freeman l The Ultimate Antagonist]: “Yes, actually – I believe I WOULD like to speak about Danny Mainer. You see, Mainer, I know you think you’re making the right decision here. And I know that nothing I say is going to change your mind. Therefore, I know there’s no risk in telling you that by signing this contract you WILL be signing away your championship. I have always found a way to succeed, Mainer, and that is not going to change. No matter what I have to do I will walk out of there as champion. Did you not see my match against BK London? Everybody counted me out, but in the end I pinned him. And he will never be seen in this ring again. You could be next Mainer. Do you know what you’re getting yourself into? I’m not afraid of you. As I said, this isn’t going to change your mind. The pathetic thing about you is that you honestly believe you’re going to get “revenge”, and that you will never give up the chance. But believe me. I'll be going the distance at Seven Deadly Sins in our title match unlike Mainer who according to Charlotte King barely makes it out past the starting line.” Mainer rockets out of his chair, furiously slamming his fist into the desk as Hawthorne rockets forward to Mainers' side coaxing him into calming down. Hawthorne reminds Mainer of the implications of snapping on Freeman as Mainer death-stares his sharp-dressed nemesis who can barely contain his laughter at watching Mainer get councilled by Hawthorne like the naughty child who's claiming provocation as a reason to go kick the snot out of some snickering kid. Mainer shakes his head of murderous thoughts and takes his place back in his leather chair. Hawthorne sighs with relief, satisfied at the decision of Mainer to not remove more of Freeman's teeth. As Mainer sits however, he sees the look in Freeman’s eyes. It is a daring look. Just asking Mainer to try again. To come at him and attack. Mainer knows the consequences…and Freeman is just begging for him to lose control.[Samuel Hawthorne l The Boss]: "Alright Freeman. If you'll just sign the contract here." It is at this point that Freeman loses his cocky demeanour, the mention of making his title opportunity official and his eyes spark wide open with a hunger not seen in his eyes for a long time. He writes his name not once, not twice but three times on the dotted line with extreme desperation in his scribbled text just to ensure that he DOES get his title match and no legal messing can screw him out of what he deserves. He shoves the contract across the table hurriedly with a self-satisfied grin on his face as he leans back into his chair.[Samuel Hawthorne l The Boss]: "And Danny, do you have-" [Danny Mainer l The Perfect Protagonist]: "Sit down Hawthorne. It's my turn to speak out now. I'm tired of not being listened to."The crowd cheers in delight as Mainer stands up and takes to the mic like a crappy stand-up comic on an open-mic night, with nothing short of full on enthusiasm and tenacity.[Danny Mainer l The Perfect Protagonist]: "I'm sick and tired of being ignored and I'm sick and fucking tired of being held down because I play by the book. For the last two months I have had to sit there quietly and take it up the ass from just about every different angle while this megalomaniac and his merry band of goons screw me over at every possible turn. I've been beaten and I've been abused by Mr. Freeman and his associates in Ascendancy for the last month and a half and done NOTHING but take it and when I finally have the right opportunity to exact vengeance Mr. Hawthorne here takes it upon himself to impose sanctions if I do anything to Freeman. Where is the fucking fairness in that? I've had it up to here as Freeman has used every underhanded and dirty trick in the book just to get underneath my skin while I've just had to stand here and take full on assault for the sake of avoiding severe sanctions. It's unfair but do you know something? I'm not really all that bothered by it. See the more abuse and beatings I take in the run up to 7 Deadly Sins without any chance to take it out on him or his half-wit version of The Entourage is directly proportional to the ANGRIER I get and when I finally get you inside the ring at 7 Deadly Sins there's going to be NOBODY stopping me from cleaving your head clean off your fucking neck Freeman! You keep pissing me off and I swear, your body, your handsome face, your hair, everything you value about your own appearance will suffer twice as much damage as I have during this full-scale abuse."A passionate speech followed by massive cheering and a round of applause as a single tear streams down the face of Danny Mainer who is literally incandescent with rage. So much pain Freeman has caused him, the crashing of his wedding and the multiple screwjobs as well as a beatdown to end all beatdowns after his victory over Ryan Cole at Hello Goodbye II has lead Mainer to become an overly-passionate mess merely inches away from snapping like the ticking time bomb he is. Mainer signs his contract three times, just like Jason did and pushes the clipboard with the contract towards Hawthorne who validates the signatures.[Jason Freeman l The Ultimate Antagonist]: "All this talk of abuse makes me think of those free-phone helplines for troubled women and their abusive boyfriends. That reminds me actually, is the rumor I heard true that Caitlynn has the suicide hotline on speed-dial because of you routinely kicking the shit out of her?" Freeman couldn't help but burst into laughter at his own joke, the crowd booing loudly but he barely has the chance to finish his sentence when Mainer flings himself over the table and delivers a wicked right hand straight to the bridge of the nose. Freeman flies backwards out of the chair as security guards flood the ring to seperate the two, Hawthorne now the one to freak out over what just happened. Freeman scrambles out of the grinning maniacally as his ploy has worked. Mainer has struck, and as promised...there will be consequences. Blood may be shooting out of his nose right now from the devastating punch he just recieved from the world heavyweight champion but he's once again outsmarted the champ and secured himself yet another advantage as Hawthorne goes ballistic in the ring. Mainer kicks and screams violently against the huge masse of bodyguards that hold him back while the snakelike challenger backs up the ramp his eyes gleaming at Mainers' misfortune. Mainer kicks and screams against the weight of the bodyguards but they simply drag him to his knees. Freemans' cackling laugh haunts him up the entrance way.
Hawthorne grabs Mainer by his hair and yanks his head upwards to make sure that he can see him. Mainer looks at the chairman pleadingly wanting to tear Freemans' head right off its' neck but without so much as a second thought he is denied and in style too. Like a true consumate professional, Hawthorne delivers a wicked backhand slap right to the chops of Mainer who's facial expression simply drops into a disgusted and disappointed grimace. Hawthorne departs from the ring as the guards throw Mainer face first into the floor.With Mainer left lying and disgruntled on the floor Hawthorne left without saying so much of anything about the punishment that Mainer would recieve for his actions but GRAVE consequences were promised and no doubt Samuel will act upon those said threads next week once he's had the chance to cool down. Humiliated and bruised, the world champion appears to be in deep water now as the road to 7 Deadly Sins kicks up a gear. What will happen to Mainer and will Hawthorne explain why he slapped him? Find out next week on Warfare.
Fade.
End of show.
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Post by Mr. Red on Aug 3, 2010 0:04:02 GMT -5
holy crap i actually won a match?
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Post by Taylor on Aug 3, 2010 8:54:07 GMT -5
Bah, same old story. Another show spoiled by so many saves This show really had the potential to be truly excellent as well...just look at what we have even with all the saves! Anyway, my only shout out this week goes to Sennie and Laron. That segment had me in stitches throughout.
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Post by Rena on Aug 3, 2010 16:34:49 GMT -5
ummmm where did my segment go?
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Post by Kim Jong CP on Aug 3, 2010 16:41:02 GMT -5
For any queries, please contact your local Senator.
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Post by Jason Freeman on Aug 3, 2010 20:10:11 GMT -5
Ascendancy/ segment that takes up two posts is added (http://alphacw.proboards.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=Mondaymassacre&thread=14074&page=1#158780) And a ?/TJ segment (http://alphacw.proboards.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=Mondaymassacre&thread=14074&page=2#158790) And a ?/Mr. Red segment(http://alphacw.proboards.com/index.cgi?action=display&board=Mondaymassacre&thread=14074&page=3#158808)
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Post by Kim Jong CP on Aug 3, 2010 20:33:45 GMT -5
Freeman: [Insert your part here, talk about how we were kind of successful in the fact that I captured the title maybe address it as phase 1 complete as we now have 1 title, Cole killed Ivan ;D and stuff but also don't go over the top as Cole got screwed in his mind and Senator got jumped. When you pause in between paragraphs I'm going to add bits where Taylor is being a dick, acting all bored and fidgety but not interrupting yet. I'm right every promo like that from now on.
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