Fallout (Samhain Pre-Show) 29th October 2005

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Saturday Night Fallout October 29th 2005

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Debut Match
Rawt "The Crippler" vs. Gary

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Stipulation: If Glamour Boy loses, he's fired.
El Froggy Mask vs. Glamour Boy w/Biff Taylor

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ACW Junior title
'Dangerous' Nicholas Alger vs. Kevin Fitsharris(c) w/Anthony Kalb

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Fallout opens to Damien and Revenant winning their match last Fallout, and cuts to the ACW Arena. The pyros go off and the Samhain Pre-Show begins...

“Take that bitches! This isn’t your momma’s Fallout!”

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Match 1: Debut Match - Rawt vs. Gary (Opening/End credits: Rawt, Match credit: Jonny Spade)

Rawt began is long walk back from the coffee stand with his french vanilla cappuccino in his hand, to the locker area. As he swung open the door, he noticed that his manager, Miss Gelale, was standing next to his locker.

Miss Gelale: Hello Rawt.

Rawt: Hello...Gelale.

Miss Gelale: Big night tonight isn't it? lots of people out there.

Rawt: Yeah...should be a good show.

Rawt walks up to Miss Gelale and looks dead into her eyes before they lock into a intense 5 second kiss. When they disconnect from their long kiss, Rawt moves over to the bench and starts sipping his cappuccino.

Rawt: You gonna stay and watch the fight?

Miss Gelale: Front row, lower left corner from the walkway.

Rawt gives Miss Gelale a smile, then has another sip of his french vanilla.

Miss Gelale: Even though I am your manager and your lover, we must keep them separate, no matter how tempting it may be.

Rawt: I know, I know.

Miss Gelale: Don't fill yourself with that cappuccino before your first ACW fight Rawt, you don't want to make an ass of yourself on the first day by vomiting.

Rawt: Don't worry, i'll be fine. So far, I am liking the ACW, good competition, nice people.

Miss Gelale: Well thats good your liking it.

Another one bites the dust by Queen hits the arena.

Rawt: Well I guess its time.

Rawt gets up and walks over to Miss Gelale, they have one more 5 second french kiss, then walk out the locker doors, down the ramp, and to wards the stage, holding hands. Rawt jumps over the ropes, and helps Miss Gelale in. Rawt starts doing "the wave" to wards the crowd as they scream his name. Miss Gelale passes Rawt a microphone.

Rawt: Ladies and Gentleman, children of all ages. Tonight, on this very stage, your crowd favorite, Gary, shall lose to my relentless power!

Miss Gelale: Oh my god!! hes so manly!! hes the best.

Rawt and Gelale share a deep passionate kiss as the crowd roars before Rawt. The camera cuts to Philip, who is standing out the ring.

Phillip: Erm...so without further ado, making his ACW debut, he hails from Berlin Germany, he weighs in at 220 pounds…RAWT!

Rawt turns to the fans, mockingly bowing.

Phillip: Making his way to the ring, hailing from God knows where, he weighs in respectable 145 pounds he is…GARY!!

He walks out to the stage with getting pops from every single man, women and child in attendance. He slaps hands with the fans at ringside and goes slides into the ring and hopes onto the middle rope in a corner and poses for the crowd.

Unexpectedly though Rawt comes up from behind him and sticks his head between his legs and gets Gary on his shoulders. He then climbs the turnbuckle, with Gary still on his shoulders, Gary is punching him but it doesn’t seem to do him justice and once Rawt is on the top turnbuckle he lifts an arm and then falls backwards. This signals the ref for the match to start and he rings the bell.

Bell rings.

Rawt wasting little time on the advantage he took goes for the cover.
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THR--- NO!!
Gary is able to lift a shoulder just as the ref was going to throw his hand down for the last time. Again, the fans pop huge for the determination that Gary shows here. Rawt shows anger and slams down the mat hard with his hand. Gary starts to stir a little on the mat and starts to get up slowly while Rawt is already on his feet and gets Gary by his head and pulls him up to his feet completely, once Gary is standing under his own power, Rawt bounces back off the ropes and comes back running and delivers a high impact clothesline to the chest of Gary which again sends him down to the mat hard. Rawt, still keeping the pressure on Gary stands up and then picks him up again from the mat and goes to deliver a spine tingling scoop slam which shakes the mat and gets a cringe from the fans in attendance as well. Rawt goes for the cover again and the ref starts to count.
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TH--DON’T THINK SO
The fans again cheer for Gary as he shows determination in his fight tonight. Gary now week is having problems standing up on his own strength needs the ropes for support and Rawt goes up to him and whips him against across the ring into the ropes and Rawt is there waiting for him with a back body drop but Gary notices it and kicks him to the chest, this makes Rawt swing around holding his chest and Gary go back against the ropes and bounce off the ropes but this time Rawt saw that coming to and this gets him prepared to and this time he is able to deliver a backdrop effectively to Gary and while he is down on the mat this gives Rawt to taunt the crowd which gets him boo’s (since Gary is the fan favourite and all) and he sees that again Gary is getting up slowly and groggy like, Rawt sees this and he goes and bounces off the ropes and delivers a powerful spear (Rawt Shot) that completely levels Gary and again the fans cringe at the sound that was made when their bodies hit the mat. Rawt rolls back over Gary and goes for the pin hooking the leg and Gary can't move even an inch since he is to tired and the ref makes the 1,2,3.
Phillip: Here is your winner……RAWT!!!!!

Rawt gets up and dusts himself off in a mockingly manner which gets boos from the crowd as ‘‘Another one bites the dust’’ by Queen plays on the PA. He then goes to the turnbuckle and poses which gets more boos and jeers from the fans he then jumps down and steps through the ropes and walks down the ramp way as Gary is still lying down on the mat. The ref then goes to pick him up, and Gary being how light he is isn’t much of an accomplishment to pick up, and tosses him over his shoulder and exits up the ramp way and through the back.

Rawt stands over the unconscious Gary, as he has his right hand raised high in the air.

Rawt: Gary, as long as I am on this stage, I call the shots child.

Miss Gelale gives Rawt a bright red rose. Rawt gives it a smell, then drops it on Gary's chest. Rawt and Miss Gelale walk down from the ring and up the ramp, to wards and exits the arena.

Fade out

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Segment: A turn...for the better?

The segment opens to find ACW jobber Tracy Finn sitting in a field, almost crying. He punches the ground several times in annoyance, when he suddenly stops as a shadow casts over him. He looks up, to find Beau James standing.

Beau James: What’s wrong there Tracy?

Tracy: I suck. I never win any of my matches, and everybody in the locker room laughs at me.

Beau James: Hey man that ain’t true. Remember when you nearly won the SSW title of me?

Tracy (almost sobbing): Yeah...

Beau James: Well there you go! You’ve had a couple of good wins Tracy, you just gotta see Tim Dwight or something and improve your style, and in next to no time you could be SSW, nay, Junior champion in no time!

Tracy: You really think?

Beau James: Sure! No I gotta go, but remember Finn, anything can happen here in ACW.

Beau James leaves and the camera gets a close-up view of Finn, who has a broad smile on his face. He gets ready to leave, when suddenly he sees something in the grass. He picks it out, and shows off a 7 leaf clover to the camera. Finn smiles, places it in his pocket as the camera fades out.

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Segment: Fighting for their lives

The camera cuts from the field to the locker room area, where the Glamour Boy is posing in front of a mirror whilst preparing for his match. He combs his hair, singing into his brush in between strokes but suddenly stops. He looks into his mirror, for once beyond his body and notices Biff standing in the doorway with a contract in his hand.

Biff: Remember Jeffrey. Win or you’re out of a job.

GB: I know, boss. But I guarrentee that I will not lose to that fleabag El froggy Mask. It’s in the stars!

Biff: Jeffrey, leave it for the match buddy.

GB: Sure thing boss.

Biff leaves the locker room, and unlike before the Glamour Boy prepares for his match, this time without a comb or a brush in hand, but rather a dumbell as we fade to commercials.

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Match 2: Glamour Boy (with Biff) vs. El Froggy Mask (Credit: AK)

The crowd is as always enjoying Fallout a great deal; they pop loudly as Philip enters the ring.

Philip: This is a singles match, set for one fall…. Introducing first, being accompanied by Biff, from Hollywood California…. Jeffery “Glamour Boy” Janson!

I’m too Sexy” plays, and the Glamour Boy emerges with Biff behind him to a surge of boos. GB shouts back at the crowd, but Biff tells him to calm down; the match is too important for them to risk entering it in a bad state of mind. Biff gives GB some last words of advice before taking up a position on the outside as GB struts around the ring.

Then, “Green Hornet” hits, and the fans cheer loudly for the perennial Fallout favourite.

Philip: And his opponent, from the Janitor’s closet…. El Froggy Mask!

Froggy hops down to the ring seemingly on rubber legs; he waves to the crowd, but then has to quickly duck a sneak clothesline attempt from his opponent. The crowd boos, and the referee quickly calls for the bell.

Bell Rings.

GB misses his target, and an annoyed Froggy kicks him as he turns around, making GB stumble backward. Cheered on by the crowd, Froggy hops toward his foe, and and grabs him to powerslam him down to the mat before pinning for close to a 2 count. On the outside, Biff yells to GB to get his act together, and the self proclaimed heartthrob rolls to his feet and then out maneuvers Froggy, getting behind him and clubbing him in the back until Froggy hops around to face him. GB delivers a swift suplex, and flips over into a pin, which also gets close to a 2 count; the fans boo, and start a “Glamour Boy sucks” chant. GB flips them off, and gives Froggy the finger as well before charging and shoulder tackling him to the ground; GB signals for the Splash of Cologne and throws his weight down on to his foe, making another pin. Froggy kicks out at the 2 count, and pushes GB off of him, flipping back to his feet; he hops over to the ropes, and uses them to gain the height he needs to launch a Hurracanrana at his opponent. GB tries to counter, but Froggy’s momentum is too great and he completes the move to a large pop; GB hits the mat hard, and this time Froggy’s pin is slightly better than the 2. The fans cheer and start to chant for their hero; Biff is looking increasingly worried and calls out to GB, telling him that he can’t let Froggy use his powerful aerial moves. Though GB looks pissed off, he listens to Biff’s advice, and as Froggy hops toward him again, he whips his foe powerfully into the nearest corner. Froggy takes quite a hit, and GB is jeered by the fans as he moves in to take advantage of his foe’s restricted movement.

GB works over Froggy’s abdomen and chest, punching him repeatedly; Froggy starts to weaken a little, and Biff keeps shouting to GB to go for a stronger move. GB obliges, and lifts Froggy up into a spinning Scoop Slam as he backs out of the corner; he pins, and gets close to a 2.5 count. Biff applauds, but the fans have other ideas; they call out to Froggy, encouraging him to fight back. Froggy gets back on his feet, and as GB comes at him once again, Froggy whips him to the nearest set of ropes; GB bounces off, and hurtles into a standing dropkick that makes the fans cheer loudly. His confidence growing, Froggy waits for GB to get up, and then repeats the whip; this time GB ducks down, and Froggy drops to one knee, pulling off a low angled arm drag that almost makes GB roll right out of the ring. Biff hurries around and checks on GB; the referee warns Biff for interference, which Biff loudly denies. While the ref and Biff are arguing, GB takes his chance and ties up with Froggy; he knees him with a low blow that makes the crowd boo angrily, and Froggy sinks to his knees in pain. GB attacks with a stream of clubbing blows to the neck, and then powerslams his opponent; he makes the cover just as the referee is paying attention again, 1….2… - Froggy kicks just before the 3 count, and GB curses. The crowd chant for Froggy, and as the two men get up, Froggy uses a low dropkick to the knee and then clotheslines GB down; with the fans behind him, he climbs up on to the post, and leaps into his frog splash. But Biff rouses GB with his voice, and GB rolls out of the way; Froggy eats mat, and GB wastes no time in applying the Glamour Lock in the centre of the ring. Froggy struggles, but GB has superior strength, and a reluctant Froggy finally has to tap after about 45 seconds. The crowd boos as the bell rings, but GB and Biff couldn’t be happier.

Philip: Here is your winner… Jeffery “Glamour Boy” Janson!

Biff congratulates GB as he slides out of the ring; they’ve achieved their goal. The two mock Froggy as they make their way up the ramp, before Biff pauses, and grabs a microphone off one of the ring crew members.

Biff: And by the way Froggy, for losing this match...YOU’RE FIR-

??: WAIT!

The fans turn to the ramp, and see none other than Chairman Gingerdude marching down to the ring, microphone in hand.

Biff: Hey look, it’s the Chairman. What brings you to Fallout?

Gingerdude: I’m here to explain something, something that is concerning the board of directors here. The fact that you have gone on an insane power trip most recently, such as the firing of those such as Wolf. Now I’m stopping you with the termination of the contract of El Froggy Mask because unlike most others on the Fallout roster, the contract of El Froggy Mask is owned by me.

There’s a small cheer for this.

Gingerdude: Now normally I would let you go ahead and fire Froggy, but he’s the biggest star on Fallout, and we simply cannot avoid letting him go. So this time Biff, it ain’t happening.

The Chairman leaves, leaving Biff slightly red-faced. Froggy remains in the ring with a small grin cracked under his mask as we fade out.

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Match 3: Junior Title - Kevin Fitsharris vs. ‘Dangerous’ Nick Alger

We go from the titantron to the ring, where Philip is ready to announce the last match.

Philip: The following match is scheduled for one fall, and is for the Junior championship!

How do you Like me Now? hits and Kevin Fitsharris makes his way to the ring. Kalb for once isn’t accompanying the Junior champion as he makes his way slowly down the ramp, ignoring the taunts and jeers that go on around the arena. He slides into the ring, and throws his arms in the air before getting ready for the challenger.

Philip: Firstly in the ring, weighing at 195 lbs...he is the ACW Junior Champion, Kevin Fitsharris!

’Eagleheart’ hits and the fans go nuts.

Philip: And the challenger, weighing at 255 lbs...’Dangerous’ Nick Alger!

DNA walks down the ramp with the arena cheering on for the number one contender. DNA stops outside the ring, looking on at his opponent before sliding into the ring and jumping onto the turnbuckle to throw his arms up to the fans. Only Fitsharris decides not to wait, and throws DNA onto the ground.

Bell Rings.

Fitsharris continues the assualt on the challenger, stomping him in the chest and not letting DNA get anywhere near the ropes. Fitsharris drops to the ground and locks in a modified armbar, but DNA manages to roll onto his stomach and break the hold. He jumps to his fight, taking down Fitsharris with a huge clothesline that sends the fans wild. DNA thumps his chest twice, and waits for Fitsharris to get up before hitting a perfect overhead belly to belly suplex. Fitsharris rests at the ropes for a couple of seconds, not expecting the tables to be turned so rapidly as he slowly climbs to his feet. Fitsharris locks up with DNA, but DNA being 60 pounds heavier easily wins the hold, throwing Fitsharris into the corner. The Capitalist member groggily walks back and DNA locks him into a Jujigatame. Fitsharris manages to grab hold of the ropes quickly and thus stopping the hold, but DNA is quick to capitalize, locking in a Scissored Choke Hold. Fitsharris is now in a tough position, as he tries rolling over but this time it doesn’t seem to work. Instead he manages to squirm his way over the the ropes, catching it with his feet. DNA lets go of the hold, and Fitsharris scrambles away to one of the corners. DNA follows but Fitsharris fights back, managing to fend DNA off. DNA turns back around and Fitsharris kicks him in the stomach before hitting a swift Snap Suplex followed by a cover. However DNA manages to kick out, leaving Fitsharris’ idea useless.

DNA manages to get back up, but Fitsharris stomps him a couple of times in the stomach. The Junior champion attempts an Irish Whip that DNA reverses, but Fitsharris takes DNA down with a dropkick. Fitsharris quickly crawls over, locking in the Nagata Lock III but DNA manages to escape before the hold is properly locked in, throwing Fitsharris to the floor. Fitsharris climbs back to his feet and turns around, and gets a knee in the face for his troubles. DNA makes the cover but the Capitalist just manages to get his shoulder up before the three count. DNA is now becoming a little annoyed, and wants to finish the match as soon as possible. He lifts his foe up to the ground, but Fitsharris gives him an eye rake, much to the disgust of the crowd. Fitsharris smirks, ignoring their jeers as he hits another Snap Suplex. He climbs the turnbuckle, jumping and hitting a perfect elbow drop to the arm. The fans continue their jeers as he makes the cover: 1......2......kickout by DNA. This kickout gives the fans hope that DNA can win the match, and cheer as he grabs the foot of Fitsharris, locking him into a heel hook anklelock. Fitsharris screams in pain, and it looks as though the tie is over. DNA applies pressure, keeping the hold firmly locked on as though he really wants to win the Junior title. Fitsharris places his hand on the mat, and is certain to tap when he pulls his body towards the ropes. He continues doing this and DNA looks in shock when Fitsharris almost grabs the ropes. With one last attempt, Fitsharris grabs the ropes and almost everyone in the arena groans of annoyance.

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DNA leaps back to his feet, confident that the direction of the match will help him win the Junior title. He grabs the foot of Fitsharris, but the Senatorial Stable member manages to kick DNA off. DNA falls into the turnbuckle, and Fitsharris gets to his feet, running and planting DNA with a huge knee to the face. Fitsharris lifts DNA out of the turnbuckle and makes the cover, but the former MMA pro manages to kick out before three. Fitsharris looks a little annoyed, but this turns into shock as DNA grabs the leg of Fitsharris, locking him into the Critical Condition (standing half crab). Unlike before, Fitsharris manages to get out of the hold quickly, turning his body 180 degrees and kicking the back of DNA. DNA falls, accidentally knocking the referee down in the process. DNA turns around and avoids the lariat attempt by Fitsharris, and locks in the Bermuda Triangle! After just seconds Fitsharris is tapping, but it is to no avail as the referee remains laid out in the ring. Suddenly there is a jeer from the crowd, and Anthony Kalb is seen outside the ring! He grabs the Junior title belt, and runs into the ring but DNA lets go of Fitsharris and locks the Bermuda Triangle onto him! Kalb is now tapping but as this happens, Fitsharris grabs the Junior title belt and smacks DNA over the back of the head with it! He rolls DNA over, making the cover. Kalb grabs the referee, telling him to make the count before sliding out the ring with the belt: 1......2......3!!!

Philip: Here is your winner, and still Junior champion, Kevin Fitsharris!

The fans boo the Capitalists as they make their escape up the ramp. Kalb throws his arms in the air, handing his partner the Junior title belt that Alger so dearly wanted. The camera focuses on DNA, who is still holding the back of his head where it has opened up, and blood slowly pours from the back of his head. It leaves us wondering:

Can anyone take the Junior title off the Capitalists?

Who will be next to feel the wrath of the Biff power trip?

Will Tracy Finn’s luck turn for the better?

Only time will tell...Meanwhile, sit back, relax, and open a can of beer as ACW brings you Samhain!

Fade to Black.

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[hunter]

Good show.

[rawt]

Simply an excellent performance on my part.

Great work on the show Mr. Daredevil, keep it up.