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Post by Wyvern on Apr 2, 2005 12:30:13 GMT -5
Schedule of Matches:
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Gary vs. Tracy Finn vs. Glamour Boy
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Daniel Ness vs. Memnoch
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Predator vs. Steve McMichaelson
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Wolf vs. El Froggy Mask
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Davey Marvel vs. DNA
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Felix Santana Jr. vs. Anthony Kalb - ACW Junior Title Match
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The traditional video segment of previous Fallout events is shown, highlighting the win Felix Santana Jr. got over El Froggy Mask at the Genocide PPV pre-show, where Biff failed his attempt to give the Fallout favorite El Froggy Mask an advantage to go face Anthony Kalb, one of his most hated rivals, for tonight’s show. As the Fallout logo appears, what will happen here tonight?
Fallout is underway…<br> “Take that bitches, this isn’t your momma’s Fallout!”<br>
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Post by Wyvern on Apr 2, 2005 12:30:33 GMT -5
Segment: Tonight, Tonight
The camera opens up to Biff’s office, where he is sitting doing some paperwork, looking at a lot of it, to be specific. A knock is heard at the door, as Biff looks up, slightly distracted from his work.
Biff: Dude, what it is it?
?: Me talk you. Title shot mine no Felix.
Biff: Get in here Froggy.
A brief moment of silence passes as Froggy slowly opens the door, followed by some other Fallout talent, like D-Train, Brian Carnage, and some of the ACW developmental team huddle around Biff’s desk, looking to get some answers.
Biff: I said for you to come in Froggy, not everyone backstage. What do you want?
X-Treme Kid: He wants a rematch, or a title shot. It don’t matter which one he gets, cuz it’s his time! And it’s your time to suck it!
The obligatory crotch chop by X-Treme Kid is echoed by everyone else in the room except Biff himself. However, X-Treme Kid goes way too far, continuing the chops, and eventually it gets to the point where “The Marxist” Joseph Harpo has to kick him out.
Marxist: For the love of Mother Russia, get out!
Biff: PEOPLE…I’m busy here… Look Froggy, you want a straight answer about Genocide? I wanted you to win fairly, got it? I hope I taught you a lesson, because there will soon be a time where I’m too busy to save your ass, and that time is coming soon.
Everyone starts murmuring, and the noise in the office is nothing short of testing one’s sanity. Biff stands up, and heads for the door, and turns before leaving.
Biff: Tonight I’ve got an announcement that will affect everyone here. I’m so sick of this bickering, and I’ve developed a plan that will smooth things out pronto!
Biff exits, as the people left in the room look for the paperwork he was working on prior to talking, and they all sigh with disappointment when they come up with only fax cover sheets and White Castle wrappers. Meanwhile, Biff is stopped in the hallway by Tracy Finn.
Tracy Finn: Hullo…Biff, I need a better theme. Mine makes me seem like the Brooklyn Brawler and Barry Horowitz had a kid together and shit on it.
Pure silence ensues after the totally random comment.
Biff: HELLO! You’re supposed to be going to the ring right now! Go, or the next theme you’ll come out will be “I Fought the Law” just like a Genocide, only this time Rid….er…someone will take care of you for good! Do your job, and wrestle, dammit!
Tracy storms to the ring, as the camera fades on Biff, looking very irritated.
Biff: I can’t wait for tonight to be over…<br> End of Segment.
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Post by Wyvern on Apr 2, 2005 12:30:53 GMT -5
Match 1: Gary vs. Tracy Finn vs. Glamour Boy (Credit: Senator)
Starting off for Fallout, three of the wrestlers with the worst records in ACW history face off in the ultimate battle of the opener jobbers! The crowd starts off with a mild amount of boos for the first competior as “I'm Too Sexy” plays and Glamour Boy storms down the ramp with a Bill Lambeer/Chris Nowinski/Trish Stratus style facemask on, presumably because of the results of his match with Davey Marvel two weeks ago.
Phillip: And announcing first, weighing in at two-hundred and fifteen pounds, Glamour Boy!
Not long after, “Hot Blooded” plays, and Tracy Finn enters the ACW Arena to pretty much no reaction from the crowd, the people neither cheering or booing the unlucky wrestler.
Phillip: And announcing next, weighing two-hundred and eighty pounds, Tracy Finn!
Finally, clearly the most popular member of the match dashes to the ring to his theme song, “Loser”, and a decent pop.
Phillip, And announcing last, weighing in at one-hundred and fourty fighting pounds, Gary!
The three men begin to face off, Tracy enjoying a sizable advantage in well, size, and is about to lock up with Glamour Boy when...”Hail to the Chief” unexpectedly plays to a deafening, but somewhat mixed cheer from the crowd, and the Senator walks to the ring, wearing his Fallen Heroes Battle Royal Campaign shirt!
The Senator: Thank you, thank you, if I may have a moment to speak here, it has been a bit of a while since I have been here on Fallout, but I have a purpose. On the last Meltdown, I faced two people in a battle royal training match, but in an actual battle royal, I shall have to contend with many more than just two people in the ring. Well, this is not that much of an improvement, but I will take any opportunity to train for this match. I request that I be placed in this match, and that the rules of the match be changed to over the top rope elimination, got that?
The ref looks at the three competitors, who seem hesitant, but the ref immediately turns to the bell ringer, and gives him a nod.
Referee: This match shall now be a four way over the top rope elimination battle royal!
The bell rings and the match starts, with Gary charging in towards the Senator, who drops him with a lunging roundhouse kick to the temple. Glamour Boy runs in, and is met with a back body drop. Tracy Finn, however approaches from the back, and lands a forearm to his opponent's neck. Gary and Glamour Boy both jump in and start stomping Steve Phillips. The Senator realizes that this might not end up well if he can not get out, so he trips Gary, and rolls away, jumping to his feet. Glamour Boy tries to lock up now, and is dropped with a standing belly to belly suplex. Gary and Tracy Finn both charge in next, and each take a Washington Lariat for their troubles. Phillips goes to slam Tracy, but Gary manages to hit the Senator with a dropkick, sending him to the mat, and getting cheers from the crowd.
Glamour Boy and Gary pick the Senator up by his arms, and Tracy goes for the Whole Nine Yards, his Tongan Death Grip variation. The Senator starts to struggle, but appears to be fading, that is, until he twists from side to side, and heaves Gary into Tracy, breaking up the submission hold, and quickly turns and knees Glamour Boy in the solar plexus, placing him in a full nelson, and smashes his precious face into the mat with the Liberalizer. The arrogant narcissist clutches his visage, screams, and jumps over the top rope, eliminating himself!
Phillip: Glamour Boy is eliminated!
The Senator shakes his head, chuckling, and quickly turns around, catches a charging Gary, hitting him with the Final Recount wristclutch brainbuster. He sees Tracy Finn slumped against a turnbuckle, and decides to leave him for the moment, picking Gary up, and tossing him over the top rope to eliminate him.
Phillip: Gary is eliminated!
Tracy sighs, knowing that he has quite the tough task ahead of him, and tries to overpower the Senator, but his opponent manages to pick him up by the legs, placing him in a Alabamaslam position, and spinning 180 degrees, spikes his head into the mat with the Polarizer. The Senator then steps back, and charges in with a Partisan Kick that knocks Finn completly out, before dragging the mammoth wrestler to his feet, draping him over the ropes, and dumping him unceremoniously out of the ring.
Phillip: And your winner, the Senator, Steve Phillips!
The Senator gives a quick salute to his fallen foes, cracks his neck, and exits the ring, to a generally positive reaction from the crowd, and strikes a trademark victory pose at the enteranceway, before heading to the back.
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Post by Wyvern on Apr 2, 2005 12:31:12 GMT -5
Segment: Not Enough (Credit: BK)
As we come back to Fallout Biff is seen walking around backstage as if he is searching for something, just then he bumps into Daniel Ness.
Biff: Oh Sorry.
Ness: You know what Biff, I was actually just looking for you.
Biff: Oh really?
Ness: Indeed. See last week on the Fallout Pre-Show of Genocide I took on Uriel in my debut match. And I cannot say I was not completely happy with the way the match ended.
Biff: Trust me, I wasn't happy with that result either.
Ness: After training for months I finally make my debut looking for a win in my debut but I am cut short by a time limit. Just as I was about to make my exciting comeback..
Biff: Comeback?
Ness: Yeah, comeback. I was just about to kick out of whatever that lame move is called the bell rings for the 20 minute time limit. Now, I don't take not winning lightly so I want two matches. Tonight, I want to take on his partner, Memnoch.
Biff: Hmm, I like that. You've got the match.
Ness: And two weeks from now I want Uriel in a rematch but this time I want it to be a No Disqualification Match. Thats right, No DQ.
Biff: Hmm, sounds like one hell of a match.
Ness: I lust for the retribution against Uriel. And I plan to get it.
Biff: You've got it. Now your match is coming up soon.
Ness: Thank you boss, your a class act.
Ness walks off camera and Biff continues to persue what he was looking for.
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Post by Wyvern on Apr 2, 2005 12:31:29 GMT -5
Segment: Whoa! (Credit: Daredevil)
The camera cuts to the locker room of the lost boys. Memnoch is sitting on the bench, reading a magazine, but Uriel is standing up, walking around and looking very pissed off, still seething from the loss at the Genocide pre-show.
Memnoch: Dude, sit down.
Uriel: I cannot fucking believe I didn't beat that scum! I had it in the bag! The stupid, cheating, bastard!
Memnoch: Dude, calm down. He never cheated. If anyone did, bro, it was you. We all saw that low blow you did to Ness.
Uriel: What! Are you calling me a cheater!?!
Uriel grabs Memnoch by his T-shirt and lifts him up
Memnoch: Dude, you've gotta calm down. It was one defeat. In fact, it wasn't even a defeat, you drew. If it makes it up to you, I'm going out tonight and facing Ness myself, the match was just made. So, we'll see how I can do there. Just calm down, yeah?
Uriel drops Memnoch
Uriel: You're right. I think I'm going to go to the bar and have a drink.
Memnoch: You do that. Now I've got to prepare for my match.
Uriel: Ok. Later dude.
Memnoch: Later
Uriel leaves the room, and Memnoch smirks and shakes his head. He then gets up and starts doing press-ups, as the camera fades out.
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Post by Wyvern on Apr 2, 2005 12:31:54 GMT -5
Match 2: Daniel Ness vs. Memnoch (Credit: Daredevil)
Daniel Ness vs. Memnoch
”Cry Little Sister” hits and Memnoch and Uriel come down to a huge pop. They run down to the ring and slide in, Spanky style, and jump up onto the turnbuckles.
Philip: The following match is scheduled for one fall. In the ring, being accompanied by Uriel, weighing at 170lbs, Memnoch!
”Survival of the Sickest” hits and Daniel Ness walks down, the crowd not happy with him, especially with the goings-on last week.
Philip: His opponent, from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, Daniel Ness!
He enters the ring, and the referee orders Uriel to leave the ring. He does so, and the match begins
Bell Rings
Ness and Memnoch immediately engage in a headlock, which Ness proves to be the stronger in, and holds Memnoch at his side. He then throws Memnoch at the ropes and locks him in an armlock, before taking him down to the ground and locking in the hammerlock. Memnoch rolls him over and jumps to his feet, Ness being forced to follow. Memnoch delivers a tough clothesline, which sends Ness flying to the canvas, and he attempts the pin that proves to be unsuccessful. Memnoch picks Ness up, and hooks his head under his arm. He attempts the Tornado DDT, jumping up, but Ness manages to grab Memnoch around the torso and hit a Fisherman’s Suplex pin, which Memnoch just manages to kick out of. Memnoch gets up, and stares at Ness. He realizes that Ness will be a tough opponent, and understands how Uriel must have felt last week. They engage in another headlock, which Ness wins again, locking in a facelock, and following on to a waistlock takedown, then a single leg crab. Memnoch screams in pain, but manages to get to the ropes before too long, and swivels his body around 180 degrees and kicks Ness in the his, like a ground roundhouse kick. Ness stumbles back, stunned by the kick, and Memnoch gets onto his feet. Ness slowly comes to, and sees Memnoch running at him, but cannot escape as Memnoch hits an enziguri, knocking Ness back and over the ropes. Memnoch takes some time to catch his breath, and sees Ness slowly getting up. Memnoch then jumps over the ropes, but Ness catches Memnoch on his shoulders and powerbombs him onto the surface. Uriel looks pissed off, but calms down and slowly backs away after the ref warns him not to interfere. Ness then picks Memnoch up and places him in the ring, and attempts the pin, getting a two count.
Ness lifts Memnoch up and takes him to the corner, and starts to choke him. The referee counts him, and Ness lets go. He then tries another choke, but Memnoch turns it around so ness is in the corner, and starts delivering several kicks to Ness’s torso. Ness screams in pain, but Memnoch doesn’t stop, until Ness manages to shove him away. They engage in a headlock and Ness knees Memnoch in the stomach. He throws him at the ropes and kneels down, attempting to lift Memnoch over his body. Memnoch doesn’t go over his body though, and instead hits a Neckbreaker. He then goes to the top rope, and hits the Nostradamus’s Revenge! He goes for the pin 1…2…kick out by Ness! Memnoch looks quite annoyed, and starts stomping Ness. On one of these stomps, ness catches the foot and reverses it into a single leg crab! Memnoch screamed in pain, but managed to crawl under Ness’s legs, and hit a Hardy-style Neckbreaker. He then Irish Whips Ness to the ropes, and hits a front handspring back elbow, following with a DDT. He follows this up with an attempted pin, but Ness kicks out again. Memnoch gets annoyed even more, and picks Ness up, but Ness hits an unseen low blow on Memnoch, followed by the Suplex Trifecta. He then lifts Memnoch up again, and hits him in the stomach. He bounces at the ropes and tries the Pie Drop, only Memnoch somehow manages to reverse it into a backslide slam. The referee counts 1…2…3!
Philip: Here is your winner…Memnoch!
Memnoch celebrates with Uriel, and Ness looks really pissed off, and cannot believe that he lost with such a move. He holds his head and points at Memnoch. Uriel smiles and grabs a microphone.
Uriel: Listen, Ness. You want both of us? Next week, it will be the Lost Boys taking on Ness and a partner of your choosing, dude.
The crowd pop, and Ness holds his neck, smiling. He then leaves and Memnoch jumps on the turnbuckle with his hands in the air, whilst Uriel simply watches him as we cut to commercials.
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Post by Wyvern on Apr 2, 2005 12:32:28 GMT -5
Match 3: Predator vs. Steve McMichaelson (Credit: Vinnie Dulario)
The following match looks to be another exciting match on the docket, as Fallout has been firing on all cylinders tonight. The crowd roars as both men are already in the ring, ready to get the match underway, coming straight back from commercial.
The bell rings.
The two competitors face each other from their side of the ring. Predator taunts Steve for a bit, then steps up. He holds out his arms, inviting Steve to lockup with him. Steve seems hesitant at first, but steps in. The two men tie it up with a collar and elbow hold. Steve gets the upper hand, and whips Predator into the ropes. Predator bounces off the ropes, and comes back at Steve, ducking a clothesline in the proccess. He bounds off the opposite ropes, and floors the opener with a running neckbreaker. Predator gets to his knees to taunt for a moment, then hooks the leg for a cover. The official dives in to make a count. 1…Kickout! The opener is proving he has what it takes to last in the ring against an ACW Superstar by kicking out. Predator picks Steve up by his hair. He hits his signature hook and jab combo. Steve seems to be wobbly on his feet after that. Predator whips him into the turnbuckles. Steve slouches, and Predator charges him. Predator hits the big splash, and turns around. Steve stumbles out of the corner, and Predator takes him for a ride with a scoop slam. Steve hits the mat hard, and sits up, holding his back in pain. Predator takes advantage of the situation, and hits the Shining Wizard! Predator wastes no time in making a cover this time. The official is down to make the count.1…2…Kickout! Predator can't believe it. The opener has resisted his attacks and won't stay down! He mounts the opener, and starts to lay in blow after blow on the man's head. Steve seems to not know where he is. Predator stands, finally, and poses for the crowd. He turns back to Steve.
Predator: Are you sure you wanted this, boy?
Steve slowly gets to his feet as Predator stalks him. Predator takes Steve and whips him into the ropes. Steve comes off the ropes and gets floored by a monster spear as the crowd cheer. It appears that Steve's head bounced off the mat. He is holding it in pain and is on his side in the fetal position. Predator gives a sadistic smile, and rolls Steve over onto his back. He signals for the Sharpshooter as the crowd is on their feet! This could be over! He goes to lock in the hold, but Steve is fighting for his life! Steve keeps inching towards the ropes, but Predator won't let him quite reach them. Finally, Predator rolls Steve over and gets the hold locked in. Steve is screaming in pain.
Predator: TAP! TAP! TAP, BABY, TAP!!!
Steve, with a last ditch effort, dives and finally grabs the ropes! The official warns Predator, who dosn't see Steve on the ropes, and starts a five count. Predator relunctantly releases the hold as Steve grips the ropes with white knuckled fists. Predator consults with the referee, and the official tells him Steve got to the ropes. Predator can't believe it, then looks over at his opponent. He thinks for a moment, then heads over. He grabs Steve by the hair and starts to pick him up, but Steve elbows him in the gut. He hits another hard elbow, and Predator stumbles back two steps. Steve uses the ropes to get to his feet, and Predator charges back in with a big boot. Steve ducks it, and Predator gets his leg tied up on the ropes. The crowd watches intently as the opener nails Predator with a dropkick, sending the superstar over the top to the outside. Predator stands, looking at the opener with disbelief. Steve now taunts Predator safely from inside the ring. Predator slams his palm down on the canvas with anger, and then dives right back in. Predator stands, and Steve wastes no time in locking up with him. Predator is clearly the stronger competitor. Before Predator can overpower Steve, Steve kicks Predator in the gut. He locks in a front facelock on the ACW Superstar, and lifts Predator up for a vertical suplex. Predator is dropped on his back in a suprisingly fluid move. Steve McMichealson stands, and turns back to his opponent. He knows he can't waste any time if he wants to secure a victory tonight. He begins to stomp on Predator before he can get to his feet. Finally, Steve dives down for a cover. The official is right there for a count...1…Predator powers out, tossing Steve off of him. Steve quickly gains his footing, and nails Predator with a clothesline as he stands.
Predator is back on the mat, and Steve has a look of desperation. He glances towards the turnbuckle, then hustles over. He quickly climbs to the top rope, and signals for a big elbow drop. The crowd is once again on their feet as Steve flies. Predator sees it coming, and rolls out of the way, letting Steve's elbow come into contact with the unforgiving canvas rather than soft flesh. A sickening thud is heard throughout the arena thanks to the ring mic. Steve starts to stand, and Predator runs to the ropes, using them as a springboard to nail a missile dropkick. Steve is on his back, bleeding slightly from his nose. Predator takes advantage, sliding in beside him. Steve fights Predator as the Superstar tries to lock in the Crossface. Predator finally gets Steve's arm trapped in a scissor leglock, and then locks his strong arms around Steve's face. The official asks Steve is he submits. Steve screams in pain, but won't tap out. He shakes his head no, and the official turns to check Predator, making sure he isn't doing anything illegal. Predator screams in exhertion as he rears back on Steve, threatening to end the career of the bright young opener. Steve has nowhere to go. He isn't close to the ropes, and he can't fight out. The official asks him if he submits again, and Steve taps furiously. Predator immediately releases the hold and stands as the official holds his arm up in victory.
Phillip: And here is your winner, Predator!
The crowd gives the veteran a mixed reaction as he celebrates in the ring, leaving one-half of D-Train writhing in the ring in pain from the submission. Predator smirks at this as he leaves. Eventually, Steve gets to his feet and walks off on his own power as the camera fades.
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Post by Wyvern on Apr 2, 2005 12:32:59 GMT -5
Match 4: Wolf vs. El Froggy Mask (Credit: Yoko)
The ACW fans cheer as Philip enters the ring to introduce the next match.
Philip: The next match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada, Wolf!
”Stay Together for the Kids” begins to play as Wolf, accompanied by Predator, appear at the entrance. They make their way down the ramp to an overwhelming amount of boos. Wolf gets into the ring as Predator makes his way around, threatening the ringside fans.
Philip: And currently residing from our very own janitor's closet...
”Green Hornet” hits the sound system and the crowd erupts with cheering.
Philip: ...El Froggy Mask!
El Froggy Mask backflips out of the entrance, causing the audience to begin chanting "EFM! EFM! EFM!"
El Froggy Mask ends his backflipping and heads to the ring, high fiving the front row fans along the way. Philip steps out of the ring as El Froggy Mask reaches it. As he enters the ring, he and Wolf circle each other, anxious for the match to start.
Bell Rings.
Not wasting a single second, the two opponents rush at each other. Rather than grapple, Wolf quickly raises his leg up into the air for a sudden Big Boot in order to floor El Froggy Mask. However, the agile Froggy ducks under it. He grabs Wolf's thigh as he passes under, rolling him forward into a very, very early pin attempt. 1...2...3!
The bell rings again and Wolf scrambles out of the ring in shock.
Philip: T..The winner of this match, by pinfall, in what I believe is a new ACW record, El Froggy Mask!
”Green Hornet” begins to play as El Froggy Mask celebrates. Predator and Wolf enter the ring and corner the referee, arguing that his count was too fast. El Froggy Mask notices them, and asks Philip for his microphone.
Froggy: Will give second chance if feeling cheated! Restart bell!
The referee confirms it with Wolf, and quickly signals for the bell as Predator leaves the ring.
Bell Rings. Again.
They circle again, but Wolf takes a more conservative approach this time. They meet in a grapple. Wolf's larger size gives him the upperhand as he scoop slams Froggy with force. Froggy rolls away and returns to his feet with a jump before Wolf attempts to execute a leg drop. Froggy runs back against the ropes and, before Wolf can react, Froggy launches through the air like a missile with a shoulder block. Wolf staggers back as Froggy hops to his feet and runs back against the ropes again. Wolf raises his arms to block a second shoulder block, but Froggy leaps to the side with his arm out, and nails Wolf with a flying clothesline. Wolf fails to fall again as the ropes catch him. He moves forward and tries to grab Froggy as he's getting up, but Froggy escapes his grasp and runs into the ropes a third time. He returns to Wolf and leaps with a flip over his shoulders, and grabs his head for a flipping neckbreaker. In an insanely impressive display of strength, Wolf grabs and holds Froggy where he is, straightens him, wraps his arm around Froggy's head, and drops him straight to the mat for his trademark brainbuster DDT.
The fans boo heavily as Wolf returns to his feet and strikes a pose, while El Froggy Mask remains unmoving. Wolf runs into the ropes and deliver's a Hogan-esque leg drop to El Froggy Mask.
Predator: Pin him!
Wolf: Give me a minute!
Wolf picks up the downed Froggy, and grabs his neck with his palm. He gives a quick thumbs up with the other hand, followed by a thumbs down, signaling his Chokeslam. He lifts Froggy up high into the air. Before he can slam him down, Froggy's legs fly up and wrap around Wolf's head. Wolf lets go of Froggy to pry off his legs, giving Froggy his opening. He uses the force of his body falling to successfully hurracanrana Wolf, but not into a pin. Wolf quickly gets back up and rushes at Froggy, but he sidesteps and gives him the kitchen sink, flipping him to the ground.
El Froggy Mask runs to the corner while he has his chance, and leaps to the top rope as Wolf is getting back up. He flies off the top to nail Wolf with his Missile Dropkick finisher. But Wolf tries hard to retaliate, and immediately jumps for a standing missile dropkick. The awkward positioning allows both of them to nail each other in the chin with force as their bodies impact on the mat. Instead of returning to battle, they appear to be out cold. The referee begins the ten count.
Wolf looks up at the ceiling of the arena, dazed. He hears the referee but can't determine what number he is on. Suddenly, the arena's ceiling cracks open, but no one seems to notice. He sees the beautiful sky as the clouds begin to part and a ray of light shines down on him.
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Post by Wyvern on Apr 2, 2005 12:33:32 GMT -5
??: WOLF!
Wolf: ...Is that you, God?
??: GOD'S BUSY. THIS IS THOR.
Wolf: Thor? How can both you and God exist?
Thor: NEVERMIND THAT, I'M HERE TO HELP.
Wolf: You're...helping me win a wrestling match?
Thor: THERE'S NOT A LOT TO DO UP HERE, AND WE'RE ALL FANS OF YOU. ME, GOD, QUEZALCOATL, HADES, SHIVA, SEA MAN. SO WIN THIS MATCH AND GO GET THE TITLE! HERE!
Wolf's hand begins to glow, and with a burst of white, a hammer made of light appears in his hand. He suddenly realizes his energy is restored, and he leaps to his feet, near the time El Froggy Mask is up to one knee. Wolf rushes him and smashes the light hammer into his head. It passes through him, but his head still jerks. Froggy begins to collapse, unconscious. Wolf quickly grabs him by the throat, lifts him up, and chokeslams him with such force that the ring resonates with a loud boom. He covers him. 1, 2, 3!
Philip: The winner of this match, by pinfall, Wolf!
Predator rushes into the ring to congratulate his partner. Wolf pushes him away.
Predator: Hey, what's the deal?
Wolf: You always just hold me back, I don't need you anymore! I'm going solo!
He smashes the light hammer through Predator's head, and Predator collapses to the ground. Fans begin to cheer for Wolf and storm the ring, lifting him up on their shoulders.
Male Fan: We love you Wolf!
Female Fan: Make love to me Wolf!
Chants of "Wolf! Wolf! Wolf!" fill the arena.
...Suddenly, Wolf is staring at the ceiling. The fans are chanting EFM, and his body feels ravaged. He hears the referee count the number eight, and then realizes the match is still going on. He sees El Froggy Mask reaching the top of the nearest turnbuckle. He sees him leap off of it with a graceful Frog Splash. He tries to roll out of the way, but simply can't move. Froggy lands on top of him, and that's the end of that. The referee counts to three and the match ends.
Philip: The winner of this match, by pinfall, El Froggy Mask!
”Green Hornet” begins to play, and El Froggy Mask exits the ring to leave. Predator rolls into the ring to attend to Wolf as the show cuts to commercial.
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Post by Wyvern on Apr 2, 2005 12:33:48 GMT -5
Segment: Almost Ready
Biff is walking down the hallway of the backstage area, looking very excited about something. He starts to pace the hallway, as Anthony Kalb catches up to him, with Kevin Fitzharris in tow.
Anthony: Yo, Biff!
Biff swings around, to look Anthony straight in the face.
Biff: Can I help you?
Anthony: Well, we want to say thanks for what you did at Genocide. You didn’t interfere in a way that affected the match. You’ve done the ACW a favor by having a match not tainted by true interference.
Biff: Listen…I didn’t do it for you two, or your leader, stable, what have you.
Kevin: That’s cool and all, but we just came to thank you nonetheless.
Biff: I’m not so sure you two will want to thank me after my announcement tonight.
Anthony: What announcement?
Biff: This announcement will revolutionize Fallout in a way none of you could ever expect. However, I’m not about to divulge any of the plans just yet… Anyways, Anthony, you’ve got a match soon, why don’t you get ready for that?
Biff turns around abruptly and walks off, leaving the Capitalists confused as all hell at what Biff is trying to get across. As the camera fades, one can only wonder what his announcement is.
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Post by Wyvern on Apr 2, 2005 12:34:14 GMT -5
Match 5: Davey Marvel vs. DNA
The fans in attendance have been treated to a very solid card this week on Fallout, and it looks to get even better as the newly-recovered Marvel is coming into this week’s Fallout with a completely untarnished mindset after ditching the katana. Will tonight prove to continue Marvel’s rise? The fans eagerly wait as Phillip gets into the ring.
Phillip: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, “Dangerous” Nicholas Alger!
”Eagleheart” hits as the crowd boos the ACW-equivalent of Dan Severn as he emerges from the entranceway, in his normal décor. He looks very determined, just like every night, to win the match. He walks down to the ring, ignoring all the traditional catcalls, death threats, and new to this week, an offer for assisted suicide. Nevertheless, he slides into the ring, ready for his opponent.
“Tougher than Leather” by Run DMC hits, and the crowd gets thrown for a quick loop, before they remember that this is Davey Marvel’s new theme. On the Alphatron, “Inconceivable and Unbelievable” appears, showcasing his new entrance movie.
Phillip: And his opponent, hailing from Ann Arbor, Michigan, a member of the New Breed, Davey Marvel!
The crowd roars in approval, as Marvel storms to the ring, with an actual expression of excitement on his face, something that has been rare in him as of late. He slides into the ring, and waits patiently for the bell.
The bell rings.
Davey and DNA lock up immediately after the bell, and the match is now underway. DNA swings Davey into a quick full nelson hold, but Davey flips him over his shoulders. As DNA springs back up, Davey is right in his face with a lightning-fast clothesline. Davey pulls him up, but DNA fights him off, followed up by a double leg takedown followed by mounting punches. DNA hammers Marvel as much as he can, and as hard as he can. This proves to be detrimental to DNA, as he pumps his fist and goes for the kill, but Marvel rolls, and DNA hits the mat with incredible force, and he clutches his wrist in pain, as he didn’t expect to miss the punch. Marvel gets back to his feet, and wipes a small trickle of blood from his mouth as he moves in on DNA, picking him up, and delivering a nice brainbuster. He goes for a quick cover. 1…2…kick out by DNA, who appears to be furious at Marvel for dodging the punch. Marvel steps back as DNA roars back up, and charges Marvel, but Marvel stops his progress with a nice spinebuster. DNA’s aggression is starting to get the best of him, with all the frustration from failing to capitalize on his in-ring prowess. He storms back up, and tries to spear Marvel to the mat, but Marvel thinks quickly, and meets him halfway, and he slides underneath DNA, hitting him in the midsection as he passes by, doubling DNA over and stopping him in his tracks. Marvel gets back up, and runs the ropes, leaping off of them, and looking to be going for a lionsault…no! He pulls off a beautiful mid-air twist, and lands the Nightmare! The crowd erupts as he makes the cover. 1…2…3! The bell rings.
Phillip: And here is your winner, Davey Marvel!
The crowd roars as Marvel celebrates in the ring, as DNA storms back up to his feet, furious by his loss. He charges Marvel, but Marvel quickly ducks, dumping DNA over via a back body drop to the delight of the crowd. As Marvel heads backstage, the crowd cheers on him, as he has a had a string of successful matches as of late. The camera fades with DNA beating himself up in frustration.
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Post by Wyvern on Apr 2, 2005 12:34:36 GMT -5
Segment: Family Reunion (Credit: Senator)
After the commercials, Felix Santana Jr. is seen warming up in a locker room for his match with Anthony Kalb. As he is stretching, a medium sized person walks up. He resembles Felix in many features, with the addition of a few inches in height, a number of pounds, longer hair and a mustache. He is carrying a baseball bat over his shoulder and wearing a shirt with the flag of the Dominican Republic displayed prominently on the front. Felix does not notice him until he is tapped on the shoulder with the bat, and when he turns around, he about appears to jump out of his boots.
Felix: FATHER?
??: The one and the same, my son!
Felix Jr. does a double take, and the two exchange a hug, before sitting down on a bench together.
Felix Jr: So what are you doing around here?
Felix Sr: My son, I heard that you were recieving your first title shot around here, and I decided to put your brother Hector in charge of the DWF for the week. Figured you could use a second, hearing that your opponent does too. I also heard you beat that Frog Mask guy, looks like you're keeping the family legacy going over here!
Felix Jr: This is great! I beat Froggy, and now you are here! Just wondering one thing, you hear anything about Diego?
Felix Sr: Your youngest brother still has not been back, heard he was in America and Mexico wrestling with a mask on or something.
Felix Jr: Man, I wish he'd at least call back, at least he's still wrestling, maybe we'll meet in the ring someday...but not today, this is my day! Nothing can go wrong with you with me, father, we can do this, just let me go back to stretching, and we'll go out there and win that title!
Fade Out.
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Post by Wyvern on Apr 2, 2005 12:35:01 GMT -5
Match 6: Anthony Kalb vs. Felix Santana Jr. ACW Junior Title (Credit: Senator)
A strong champion who has given his belt newfound vitality. Clips of Anthony Kalb hitting the Adam Smith Driver appear on the screen.
A ferocious fighter who has earned his way for a shot at the title. Felix's victory over El Froggy Mask is shown on the Alphatron.
Only one can reign as the ACW Junior Champion...and the two forces collide....now!
”Gasolina” hits the air as Felix Santana Jr. springs out of the enterance way, with Felix Sr. following close behind, baseball bat in hand.
Phillip: This match will be for the ACW Junior Title, and announcing first, accompinied by his father, Felix Santana Sr, hailing from Santa Domingo, in the Domincan Republic, weighing in at an even two hundred pounds, the legacy of the Santana family, Felix Santana Junior!
The crowd gives a warm welcome for the high octane performer, even if they do not like his actions against El Froggy Mask, Santana Jr. still thrills them, and they give him credit for it. Suddenly, Pink Floyd's “Money” plays, and Kevin Fitsharris walks out of the enterance, pointing to the ACW Junior champ, Anthony Kalb as he enters the ACW Arena, and the crowd goes nuts, giving Kalb the respect that had eluded him until now in ACW.
Phillip: Announcing now, accompinied by Kevin Fitsharris, hailing from Houston, Texas, weighing in a two-hundred and sixty-five pounds, a member of the Capitalists and the Senatorial Stable, he is also the ACW Junior Champion, Anthony Kalb!
Kevin exits the ring, and steals Phillip's chair, but not without a struggle, and Phillp recieves his seat on the floor. Felix Sr. rolls out of the ring, and starts tapping the ground with his bat. In the ring, Felix Jr. stares up at his larger opponent, and the bell rings. Felix walks up to Kalb, and smacks him hard in the face. Kalb smirks, although his face is red. Kalb looks at his hand, gives a thumbs up to the crowd, and immediately drops Felix with a right hook. Felix rolls out of the ring, and his father does not look pleased.
Felix Sr: Get back in there, now!
Felix Jr. does as he is told and slides back into the ring immediatly. Kalb tries to catch his rising opponent with a lariat, but fails, and Felix hits the Junior champ with a lightning quick dropkick that sends him to the mat. Felix quickly regains his footing, hits a tornado leg drop, then springs off the ropes, nailing a springboard elbow drop for the pin...1...2...Kalb kicks out without much effort. Felix knees Kalb in the gut, and bends him over, signaling for the El Santana Driver, as his father rapidly shakes his head on the outside, and sure enough, Kalb back body drops his opponent out of the move. Felix lands on his feet, though, and dropkicks the Junior champ in the back, bounces off the ropes, and hits a flying forearm to the back of the head. Kalb remains on his feet, albeit, somewhat staggered, and Felix bounces off the opposite ropes, coming back with a flying cross chop, taking Kalb down with his father's finisher.
Felix Sr. goes nuts on the outside, and drops his bat for a moment to applaud his son. Fitsharris notices this, and being the sneaky individual that he is, leaves his chair to try to swipe the bat from Felix Sr. Felix Sr, though is not so easily fooled, and he immediatly picks the bat back up, and chases Fitsharris back to his chair with it. Back in the ring, Felix Jr. is giving Anthony Kalb a lesson on Santana family wrestling, taking his opponent down with a snapmare, hip toss, and a headlock takedown. Kalb appears to be somewhat dazed again, and Felix rebounds off the ropes, going for the satellite headscissors DDT...but Kalb knows how to counter a DDT, and, like he did to Beau James, catches Felix, and runs into the turnbuckle, spearing him into it with all of his 265 pounds.
Kalb spins Felix around, lifts him, and atomic whips him back first into the turnbuckle, bouncing him off with a great deal of force. Fitsharris gives a standing ovation on the outside, and some in the crowd follow accordingly. Kalb hits a quick fist drop on his opponent, before picking him back up with a hanging vertical suplex..but Felix counters out by rolling behind and catching Kalb with a schoolboy pin...1...and Kalb kicks out with a furious look on his face! The Junior champ goes for a lariat, and this time, he does hit the move, following directly with a grounded chokehold that the ref tries to break up. Felix Sr's seen enough, and jumps up to the ring apron with his bat in hand, and Fitsharris does likewise with Phillip's chair. The referee pretty much throws a fit, and decides to throw both men out.
Referee: You both are out of here!
Felix Sr: I did not pay to travel over here and get ejected from MY SON'S MATCH by a third rate referee!
Fitsharris: Yeah, I didn't come all the way down from the locker room to this ring to be kicked out of it!
Ref: Fine, you two can stay...but only if you behave yourselves.
While this arguement was happening, Felix Jr. had managed to escape Kalb's choke hold, and pin him with a sunset flip, and got a three count from the crowd, but it did not count, due to the ref being distracted. Frustrated, Felix nails another dropkick, and running in, another flying cross chop, and another one for good measure. The challenger then picks Kalb up again, kicks him in the gut, places him in a side headlock, and running up the corner, hits a springboard headlock takedown, yet another move passed down through the years in the Santana family. Felix then points to the closest turnbuckle, and jumps up, springing back with a moonsault...could this be the World of Pain...no! Anthony Kalb may have been dazed, but he manages to catch Felix upside down in mid air, before he could land on his feet for the inverted DDT finish of the World of Pain, and, holding him vertical, drops him with a very sloppy modified version of the Adam Smith Driver! Kalb crawls over and covers for the three count...1...2...3!
Phillip: And the winner, still your ACW Junior Champion, Anthony Kalb!
Felix Sr. goes back to the ring, and helps his son revive, getting him to his feet.
Fitsharris enters the ring as well, and gets the exhausted Kalb to his own feet, handing him the title. Anthony Kalb places the Junior belt on his shoulder before motioning for the microphone.
Kalb: Hey...Felix....Felix Jr, that was the toughest win I have ever obtained...you are an incredible wrestler.
Both men walk to the center of the ring and shake hands, with the crowd going nuts.
Fitsharris and Felix Sr. even manage to do the same. Both groups raise their hands as a sign of respect, and the crowd is pleased to see the competitors actually getting along, at least for now.
Will this signal a new found alliance? Will we see any more of Felix Santana Sr? Can Anthony Kalb remain to have the longest current title reign in ACW. What is in store for Fallout in the future? Tune in next Saturday to find out!
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Post by Wyvern on Apr 2, 2005 12:35:20 GMT -5
Segment: It’s not over yet!
All of a sudden, “Immigrant Song” by Led Zeppelin flares up, as Biff steps out with a mic in hand, and with some papers.[/i]
Biff: Hold on everyone! Hold it right there!
The crowd looks confused as the Capitalists and the Felix Santanas are halted in their tracks, as Biff has surprised them with his appearance.
Biff: As you all know, I have an announcement to make. And now’s the time to make the announcement. Fallout has been a tremendous success, although it has been fraught with peril recently with inner conflicts amongst the locker room. I can’t have that. I can’t allow my hard work to be in vain. So with that, I have come to a resolution.
The crowd holds their collective breaths as Biff pulls out a fistful of contracts, around thirty or forty contracts to be more precise.
Biff: See these? These are the talents the fans of the ACW see every Monday and Thursday. Now, check this out.
Biff pulls out the Fallout folder, holding all of the current contracts of the Fallout stars. He places the contracts of the stars of the main shows, as the crowd roars in approval. The Capitalists and the Felix Santans have a look of pure shock.
Biff: From now on, Fallout isn’t just entertaining…it’s the best damn show ever! We will now be bi-monthly, and we will try to feature a title shot as a main event every show. No more dealing with backstage struggles, as I’ve confirmed this with Ginger, and have received financial backing from Mr. Stanton, this takes place effective of…NOW!
The crowd goes ballistic at the announcement, as the Fallout stars pour into the arena floor, and argue vehemently with Biff over this decision. As the camera fades, he walks past them all, heading backstage.
Is this the best move for Biff to make?
Will Froggy get a shot at the Junior Title soon?
Will Tracy Finn get a new theme?
More important of all, which stars will headline the next Fallout? Tune in on April 16th, to find out!
Fade to Black.
End of Show.
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Post by BK London on Apr 2, 2005 12:38:22 GMT -5
*applauds*
Positively Great Show.
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