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Post by BK London on Dec 31, 2005 11:02:47 GMT -5
Instead of opening to a ring as or in Biff's office as Fallout would normally open to, we open to an auditorium filled with people. As the camera pans through the audience we see wild and crazy fans in the upper balcony and in the lower balcony we witness the ACW Superstars dressed in their best suits. It could only mean one thing...
ACW Year-End Award Show
As the cameras cut to the stage the curtains slowly begin to seperate and joining us on stage are the hosts Kevin Anderson and Charlotte King.
Kevin: Welcome ACW to our second annual Year-End Award Show ceremony, this is Kevin Anderson standing here with my wonderful co-host for this even Charlotte King.
Charlotte: Tonight we are honoring the best ACW stars for the year of 2005 in categories such as Best Heel, Best Feud, Best Match, and the coveted...Superstar of the Year, So without further ado, let's get this thing rolling. Presenting the first award for Best International Title Reign, THE SENATOR!
--------------------------- Best IN Title Reign ---------------------------
Hail to the Chief starts to play as the Senator walks onto the stage dressed in a very sharp charcoal color suit. He straightens his tie as he just makes it to the podium. After a quick look at the envelope in his hand he begins his speech as if he’s at the presidential elections.
Senator: The International Title has been around the waist of such great men as RDK, Latino, Pdogg, V-3, and also tonight’s nominees. Who will come out the winner? Well before we answer that ques-
Audience Member (Screaming & Interrupting): ARE YOU HIGH!?
Senator just looks out into the audience briefly for a few seconds and then quietly mutters “I wish” as the nominees rolls on the big screen.
Wyvern
Clips of Wyverns many title matches and wins are shown. As the soon slow down and rest on the night Wyvern won the title…
Wyvern flips over the barricade, but as soon as he hits the ground he gets up and heads back towards the ring. FSX in a fit of rage runs towards the barricade and using it as a boost jumps forward, hitting Wyvern in the back of the head with a missile dropkick causing him to land face first inches from the ring. FSX picks Wyvern up and then slides him into the ring where he follows closely, but slightly slowly behind. FSX make a pin and the Referee counts 1…..2….., but Wyvern gets his foot on the ropes and this nullifies the pin count. FSX gets very, very, very angry and he bangs the mat one time in protest. He gets to his feet and he patiently waits for the bloodied Wyvern to get to his. When he does, FSX goes for what looks like a simple kick to the stomach, but the veteran Wyvern catches it and knocks FSX off balance to the mat. Wyvern then quickly locks in his high rise sharpshooter as the fans scream in unison. FSX fights diligently and goes for the ropes but he cannot make it and finally after lots of toil taps to the pressure. The Referee then calls for the bell as the bloodied Wyvern collapses in pure exhaustion.
Bell Rings
Philip: Here is you winner by submission AND THE NEW INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION, WYVERN!
BK London
For about 4 minutes, BK and Angelo manhandle each other around the ring; Angelo repeatedly tries to close BK down into the corners, but BK fights his way out of them and both men take a great deal of punishment. At one point, Angelo thrills the fans with the Italian Magician, only for BK to get out of the resulting pin at the last second; BK has no greater luck with his own offence, even the London – Plex failing to halt Angelo’s fierce resistance. Gradually the pair slow a little, and the fans sense that a key juncture is approaching; realizing that he must utilize the cage fully to conquer his foe, BK drags Angelo to the wall and beats his head against the mesh repeatedly until Angelo struggles free and staggers away. The camera stays with Angelo at first, and only belatedly looks for his foe; when it finds him, BK London is in the corner. He's tuning it up!
McNally: Here we go!
BK moves forward as Angelo turns around and nails the Shades of Michaels. Angelo goes down hard but BK doesn't go for a pin. He begins to climb the cage. He has low stamina so it’s taking a while to get up the cage. Angelo begins to move a little. BK is trying to get the strength to hop over the top but can’t do it, his arms and legs are too weak from earlier in the match. Just then Angelo rolls over and pulls himself up. He climbs up the ropes then turns around. He tries climbing up backwards and grabs BK. He then jumps and BK comes with him and he hits a MafiaBomb.
Edison: Oh my!! What a Mafiabomb by 1/2 of the International Champ!
Angelo slowly pulls himself up and looks at the crowd with a smile. He picks BK up and hoists him onto his shoulders, the crowd goes wild. Just then Angelo stops smiling. He looks at the crowd then drops BK. Everyone is confused. Angelo stares out at the crowd and looks at their faces. Just then BK regains consciousness, sits up, and kicks Angelo right in the back of the leg. It buckles and he's on one knee now. BK hops up and sets up the Revolver. He spins and nails it on Angelo. The ref gets in position as BK pulls himself over and gets his arm over him. The ref counts, 1............2...........3.
The ref signals for the bell and Angelo gets right up; BK, meanwhile, seems to be practically out of it. The crowd is confused, and angry that BK has won and confused why Angelo just got up. Angelo walks out the door and over to Philip. He grabs the title and yells to Philip to have them raise the cage. It slowly begins to move up and Angelo slides in with the title.
Philip: Umm, here is your winner by pinfall and NEW International Champion! B-K LONDON!
Angelo Giovanni
Angelo gets up and he positions the table in a different place in the ring. Angelo the picks up the Ladder and he sets it up but as he's setting it up Spider attacks Angelo. Spider then puts Angelo on his shoulders and he pushes him up the ladder, Spider then goes to the other side and he begins climbing the ladder himself. As Spider is up the ladder Angelo recovers and kicks him in the abdomen through the ladder. Angelo positions himself once again and climbs up all the way to the top of the ladder. Spider climbs up and he punches Angelo and Angelo reels but hangs on, almost falling to the outside. Angelo fights back and now Spider reels but Spider hangs on before he falls on the fire table. The two begin exchanging blows and Angelo gets the upper hand by hitting Spider's head on the steel plate at the top, he then headbutts Spider. Angelo then looks down before climbing to the third to first step on the ladder. Angelo then flips Spider on his shoulders in powerbomb position. Angelo moves himself up and now he's sitting on the top of the ladder. Angelo releases Spider and Spider falls towards his firey grave through the burning table. The fire is out but Spider seems to be shaking after the impact, Angelo carefully climbs down the ladder, still bloody and he covers Spider for the one, two, three.
Philip: And the winner of this match, and NEW ACW INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION, Angelo Giovanni!!!
TNT
Torak stands up again, and looks down at the fallen Latino. TNT slowly gets up, and sees that Torak was the one who saved him from the submission hold. He walks up to Latino, and tries to go for a pin, but Torak nails him with a clothesline from Hell! Both men are down, as Torak exits the ring, and TNT is the first to get up. He looks around, and notices Torak is outside. He runs over and shouts at the man-behemoth, but as Torak motions to come after him, TNT backs away, not wanting to get knocked down again. He turns his attention to the bloodied and battered Latino, who is desperately trying to get up. TNT waits behind Latino, who is slow to get up, and nails him with a running RKO! TNT quickly covers Latino. 1…2…3! TNT has the lead in this match, with only a minute remaining! TNT begins to taunt the crowd, confident of his impending victory, but he is caught off guard by the quick miracle recovery of Latino, who spins him around, and nails him with a superkick! TNT is down, but Latino can’t function, from the emerald fusion Torak gave to him. Ten seconds remain, and Latino needs to go for a pin, and he stumbles towards TNT.
10…9…8…7…6…5…4…Latino collapses onto the mat, unable to move any further with his hands outstretched, and he misses TNT’s body! The crowd can’t believe it, as the time expires! The bell rings.
Phillip: And here is your winner, by the score of 3 to 2 falls, and your NEW ACW INTERNATIONAL Champion, TNT!
As the lights come back on and everyone’s attention turns back to Senator they find him in mid-speech.
Senator: I did not inhale….
Oh…And the winner of Best International Title Reign is….a tie again? Wyvern and BK London.
BK London: YES! BEAT THAT WYVERN! As I said before since Wyvern isn’t here I declare myself the TRUE winner!
BK takes out some duct tape that he brought with him and covers Wyvern’s name on both awards. He now holds them up.
Kiley, baby, we did it! Woooo!
Fade Out.
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Post by BK London on Dec 31, 2005 11:03:50 GMT -5
--------------------------- Best Face ---------------------------
As the latest award winner leaves the stage the camera pans over to the right as it shows as Kevin and Charlotte are shown with microphones in hand. They wait a few seconds as the applause dies down.
Kevin: Well that was a surprisingly turn of events.
Charlotte: Yes, more surprising than Kevin’s horrible interviews.
Kevin (laughing): Shut up or I’ll punch you in the ovaries.
Charlotte: With that being said let’s move on to our next award and presenter Johnny Spade!
The cameras pan across the audience as Bodies by Drowning Pool plays. Johnny Spade is shown walking towards the podium with an envelope in hand. He waits graciously as the applause dies down and then clears his throat as he begins to speak.
Johnny: Tonight we come to find out the all-time Best Face Superstar of 2005. Since this past January and up until now we have had new faces appear. Let’s take a quick look at them now.
Johnny turns around as the lights dim and on the big screen as a short montage of past and present ACW stars are shown. The crowd pops as they see the likes of Bob, Senator, Jake Cheng, GooeyGarth, and TNT. The montage continues for a few more seconds and finally the lights come back on.
Johnny: Now without further adieu let’s hear the nominees.
Atomic Kitsune
Atomic Kitsune has been one of the most beloved faces here at ACW since her debut over a year ago. Facing off against many top heels in our business Mrs. Kitsune still remains as the top female in ACW whether she won or lost. She has teamed with the likes of Latino, Bladeshade, V-3, RDK, and truly the list can go on and on. She has been in some of the best feuds and storylines to date and as anyone can say working with her or against is always good.
The Macho Man RDK
The Macho Man RDK epitomizes a true face in ACW as he has not only tagged with ACW’s best but faced them. He came here a champion and just about ended the year at ACW a champion. He has won many awards and titles during his stay here and his charisma is unmatched by all. There truly can never be another but there certainly will be imitators.
Latino
Last year this man won the award as Best Face and this year he is working for lightning to strike twice. He’s shown himself to be in the same league as the two mentioned above. Never one to deny a feud or storyline Latino has always played the charismatic face to the fullest.
Yoko Satoshi
Yoko Satoshi has become the youngest ACW World campion ever and through it became one of the most well known and respected superstars ever. She took on all comers and as a face did not hesitate to accept new challenges.
Johnny: And the winner is…..The Macho Man R…D…K!
Macho Man by the Village People starts to play as RDK comes charging down the aisle in a black tuxedo. He quickly grabs his award as he takes a brief second to look at it and then gives out a loud…
RDK: OoOoOooOoOoOoOo YEAH! You see Brudah the Macho Man knew his time would come and finally he won Best Face for 2005! And don’t worry I won’t be stopping now. Once 2006 hits you will all see what the Macho Man has in store for YOU!
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Post by BK London on Dec 31, 2005 11:04:38 GMT -5
--------------------------- Innovative MOTY ---------------------------
The audience claps as he makes his way off the stage as Kevin and Charlotte begins to announce the next award.
Kevin: In 2005, we had seen some pretty weird matches.
Charlotte: Some which were very inane, but some very brilliant.
Kevin: Now here to present the award for Innovative Match of the Year, Kudo Yasuda!
The award show music plays as Kudo makes his way out with the Entrertainment Title over his shoulder while wearing a tux.
Kudo: Ladies and Gentlemen…the nominees are.
Leather and Lace
By now, Ridley is looking close to passing out, and Yoko indicates this to Rose as Rose releases the hold, and rips away the ring gag, restoring Ridley’s powers of speech. The fans are sure that even Ridley can’t endure much more, and Rose shows her confidence by removing the handcuffs as well. Once this is done, she’s able to drag Ridley to the corner, and put him into the Tarantula over the ropes; this, of course, is perfectly legal in this match. Rose shifts carefully so that Ridley is positioned over the top rope, and she is hanging over the ring post; Ridley though is still in the fight mentally, and he adjusts his own position so that the effect of the hold is cancelled out due to a lack of leverage. Rose knows all the tricks, however, and she expertly counters, rotating into a front bodyscissors. Every muscle in Ridley’s body tenses, and he gasps one hoarse word…..
Ridley: Yoko…..
Yoko comes over and looks at him. Ridley looks at her, and flashes a razor smile, as fleeting as a thunderbolt. Pulling out everything he has left, Ridley suddenly stands up on the post and grabs both of Rose’s legs; Rose works it out a split second too late to save herself. The fans almost bring the house down with their shriek as Ridley nails Rose with the 1-8-7 from the post, and Rose is knocked absolutely senseless by the impact. Yoko is stunned, and carries out her appointed duty on autopilot as Ridley covers, shoulders separated and throat almost black around the dog collar, for the 1,2,3.
Philip: Here is your winner…..Ridley!
Escape the House Match
As Latino gets up, he looks to hit a superkick, but BK catches it and delivers a London-Plex. BK celebrates, taunting Latino with rage-filled elation, “knowing” that he has won. At this, Latino reaches up, and delivers the testicular claw to BK, which stuns BK beyond belief. Latino picks him up and starts his twisting triple suplex. The first one lands onto the hard floor, the next hits a grandfather clock, shattering it. The final suplex hits a TV, which collapses upon impact. Latino dusts himself off, and proceeds to the door, unaware that the basement door opens behind him… Out comes Predator! He quickly dabs some liquid from a bottle on a handkerchief and jumps Latino! Latino can’t help but try to struggle, but Predator holds onto the grip long enough to knock Latino out cold with the Ether! Predator starts to pull BK towards the door, but he doesn’t realize who’s at the door…<br> OH MY GOD! It’s SKURAI!!! He lays out Predator with a pink flamingo from the outside of the house, and chucks Predator through the living room window! Skurai quickly pummels BK as much as he can, as he finds a rope on the basement steps. He starts to drag BK, who is completely unable to fight off Skurai’s onslaught. He pulls him upstairs, as BK’s head claps against the steps the whole way. The fans at the arena stare on in pure disbelief as he ties the rope to BK’s neck as well as a load bearing. BK manages to speak as Skurai throws him out the window, trying to hang him.
BK London: Your interference Skurai, will be in vain if I drop… Because even if I die, I will be the winner….
Skurai shrugs his shoulders, and proceeds to hit a vital support on his way out. He rushes out of the house, passing a KO’d Latino and slamming the door on the way out. As the building starts to quake, from the amount of abuse that BK and Latino have caused it, the fans in the arena hold their breaths, hoping that the two men are all right. All of a sudden, there is an ominous creak, silence…..and the house collapses!!! The fans are in shock!
Hardcore Payphone Match
DD: I pity the fool, who don't call 1-800-HUNTER'S GETTING HIS ASS KICKED!!!
DD receives a huge pop from the crowd, and ties Hunter's feet with the phone cord to the ringpost. DD then gets into the ring, and brings Hunter with him. DD places Hunter in the turnbuckle where his feet are tied up to, and waits in the opposite corner. Hunter comes through, and sees that DD has turned his back. Hunter sees an opportunity and runs at Daredevil, only to trip himself up and land face first in the middle of the ring. The crowd bursts into laughter, and Daredevil can't contain himself. He laughs at Hunter, who's embarrassed and pissed off at the same time.
Hunter: Yeah. You think that's funny? Well watch this.
Hunter untangles himself, and picks up the phone. DD turns around, and Hunter lassos the phone before throwing it at DD. It hits him right in his manhood, and DD falls over, crouched down, holding his 'area'. The crowd are of mixed emotions. Some laugh, some boo Hunter, as he picks DD up. He goes for a suplex, but DD resists and hits the Final Cut! He goes for the pin: 1...2...thr-no! Again Hunter manages to kick out right at the final moment.
DD begins to punch Hunter out of desperation, but after only two punches Hunter grabs a handful of quarters and throws them at DD. He picks up more and more and continues throwing them. DD may not be able to see that well, but when his hand falls onto the obvious shape of a payphone, he picks it up and hurls it at Hunter. The quarters stop flying at DD, and DD sees Hunter knocked out on the arena floor. DD goes up to Hunter and tries to pick him up, but Hunter hits him with a low blow with a phone receiver. Hunter smiles and puts DD face up onto a phone. Hunter slides back into the ring and gets up onto the top rope. He leaps off and executes the Hunting Elbow onto DD. He goes for the cover: 1...2...3! Hunter wins the first ever Hardcore Payphone Match!
Philip: Here is your winner by pinfall, Hunter!
And finally, The Blockbuster Match.
Davey starts throwing the movies at Hunter, but Hunter simply ducks all of them and runs up to Davey. He jumps up and nails the Dynamite directly onto a copy of Carlito's Way. He grabs Davey's leg, and Davey looks over at him.
Davey: What are you doing?
Hunter: I'm going to make you tap...
Davey: ...how?
Hunter: I'll make you an offer you can't refuse.
That said, Hunter stomps on the back of Davey's head, then locks in the Eighth Sin, a move that hasn't been seen for quite some time. Davey flails around, then grabs the bottom of the rack and pulls it down onto them, ultimately breaking the hold. He gets to his feet and grabs the fallen Hunter, then hits him with a perfect Aztec Suplex onto the rack behind him. Davey grabs the pipe again and points it at Hunter. Hunter grabs it and flips Davey over, then points the pipe at him in a similar manner.
Hunter: Tell me...why did you have to take my bagel?
Davey: You want answers?
Hunter: I think I'm entitled.
Davey: You want answers?
Hunter: I WANT THE TRUTH!
Davey: YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE TRUTH!!!
Hunter swings the pipe, but Davey ducks and lunges at Hunter full force. Hunter drops the pipe and Davey executes the Holy Diver onto him. Davey gets up and walks over to a random shelf and starts opening up movies and collecting the DVDs. He turns around just in time and flings the DVDs at Hunter. One of them slices Hunter's cheek and Hunter grabs it in pain. Davey flings another one, but Hunter ducks it and it hits the ref behind him. The ref flies into one of the counter tops and sits up, his back to the counter.
Ref: ...I wasn't even supposed to be here today!
Hunter chuckles, but gets speared into the ground by Davey. Hunter quickly kicks him off into one of the shelves, then grabs him on the rebound and hits a picture perfect Phoenix Exploder. He covers, but Davey is able to kick out. Hunter goes up to the wall and punches through, then rips out the electric cord. He grabs the pipe and ties Davey to it, then hangs him up from the ceiling, ultimately "crucifying" him. ; Hunter rips Davey off from the ceiling and takes the pipe, then attempts to smash it over his head. Davey ducks and comes back with A Fire Inside. He goes behind him and attempts the Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, but Hunter elbows him in the head and flips around. He lifts Davey up and hits him with a quick and brutal Shotgun. He covers and gets the inevitable pinfall.
Philip: ...here is your winner...Hunter...the hell was that?
Kudo then lets out a long whistle.
Kudo: Wow. Uhh okay then anyways.
He picks up the envelope.
Kudo: And the winner is….
He begins to open to envelope up and pulls the paper out.
Kudo: ESCAPE THE HOUSE MATCH!
The crowd applauses as parts of the match begin playing on the screen.
Kudo: Due to it being a no contest, can I please have both participants of the match come up here?
The camera’s go toward the crowd as the screen splits in half, one showing BK London, and the other, Latino. They both make their way through the audience and onto the stage as Kudo congratulates each by shaking their hand and then presents the trophy which they both begin fighting for, pulling back and forth. Kudo shakes his head as the three make their way to the back.
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Post by BK London on Dec 31, 2005 11:05:31 GMT -5
--------------------------- Best LHW Title Reign ---------------------------
Both hosts Charlotte and Kevin appear on the side of the stages as they get ready to announce the next person to walk through the curtain.
Charlotte: And now to present the award for Best Light-Heavyweight Champion..
Kevin Anderson: ...B-K London!
"Diamonds" by Kanye West hits and BK walks through the curtain onto the stage and smiles as he takes notice for his few fans in the fans section of the auditorium. He approaches the podium but then his face turns from a smiles to somewhat frustrated.
BK: So...I'm here to present the award for BEST Light-Heavyweight Champion huh? Well I want to know one thing. How come I wasn't nominated in this category huh? I mean, come on, without me ACW wouldn't even have a Light-Heavyweight belt. I'm the one, along with Jake you could say, who risked life and limb and infiltrated the now out-of-business HWL Headquarters and took back the title. So how come I'm not celebrated huh? How come I wasn't appreciated?!
Crowd: BOOOOO!
All sort of objects are hurled at BK and he takes cover behind the podium while signalling to cut to the nominees. The screen goes black and the first nominee is shown.
Fallen Souls
After losing the ACW International Championship just a mere sixteen days after winning it the Senatorial Stable member had to take break. But when he returned to the scene, he returned in a big way and stole the hearts of many ACW fans. Soul Transfer after Soul Transfer slowly brought him up the ladder and in line for a shot at the Light-Heavyweight Championship. And at the first ever wacky ACW show Fallen Souls managed to upset BK London and take away his Light-Heavyweight Championship. From there on he proved to be a fighting champion, never backing down from a challenge.
Hunter
One of the most controversial Lightweight Champions in ACW history, after upsetting Jake Cheng at Bloody Valentine when he "lost" the certain amount of weight to do so he went on to have a great 28 day reign. Then at Genocide in the first ever Barbed Wire Table Match he successfully retained his belt or so he thought. TNT would then come out and reveal Hunter's big secret that he actually wasn't qualified to be Lightweight Champion due to his weight. The belt would then be stripepd from Hunter and given to Jake Cheng on the spot.
Jake Cheng
Probably one of the most underrated superstars of 2004 managed to end the year strong when he defeated Bob in the Triple Threat Double Title Match securing himself as the Lightweight Champion. We would think he would enter as an unstoppable force in 2005 when he defeated superstars like FSX, Xerox Jenero Electrovolt but then his reign was put to an end in the TXC Match where he was dethroned by Hunter. Less than one month later he would regain back the titles under conditions beyond Hunter's control. He would then celebrate one of the shortest Lightweight title reigns (tied with Rey McFoley) when 5 days later he lost to our next nominee.
Daredevil
The most fighting champion of this year arguably, managing to balance a feud with his brother and still defend the LW title on a bi-weekly basis. He was truly a champion to remember, in his do or die style he amazed the fans with his high-flying style. After 100+ days of defeating superstars like Hunter, Bladeseika, Wyvern, and any other lightweights than came in his way he was stripped of the title and it would then be settled in a fatal four way, won by Jade.
As we return to the auditorium BK London already has the envelope in his hand and as he opens it he smiles.
BK: And the winner of the Best Light-Heavyweight Champion Award in 2005........ME! Yoink!
BK grabs the award and attempts to make a break for it on one side of the stage but he is stopped in his tracks by security and they pick him up and escort him off the stage as he kicks and screams.
BK: GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME! YOU CAN NEVER SILENCE ME! I'LL BE BACK!
A crew worker with a headset instead walks onto the stage and grabs the award dropped by the International Champion and reads off the envelope.
Crew worker: Daredevil.
"Wales Nationonal Anthem" hits and as the Welsh Dragon and the entire stable of the Untouchables begins to congratulate him except Jake who throws his hat on the ground and then stomps on it. WeDrag makes his way toward the stage and the crew worker hands him the award before fading back into non-existence.
Welsh: You know as a little boy in Cardiff Walels I was always fascinated with the high-flying wrestling. In my opinion they are more exciting than the heavyweights and more athletically sound, and I also loved the fact that they can fly. So winning this award does me great justice, and not just the award but holding the Light-Heavyweight Title itself. I had a chance to fufill my wildest fantasies and dreams in ACW and I'd like to thank ACW for making my dreams come true.
"Wales National Anthem" hits and both BK and WeDrag walk off the stage and the camera cuts to the Untouchables giving him a standing ovation.
Fade Out.
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Post by BK London on Dec 31, 2005 11:06:41 GMT -5
--------------------------- Best Show ---------------------------
Chairman Gingerdude walks onto the stage, and speaks in front of the microphone.
Gingerdude: During the past twelve months, ACW have experienced some great PPVs. From Ragnarok to Spring into Hell, Emperor of the Ring to Genocide. But tonight, we will recap the best of the PPVs, nominated by the ACW superstars, and find out which PPV was the best of 2005. Roll the footage.
Fallen Heroes
Yoko comes over and looks at him. Ridley looks at her, and flashes a razor smile, as fleeting as a thunderbolt. Pulling out everything he has left, Ridley suddenly stands up on the post and grabs both of Rose’s legs; Rose works it out a split second too late to save herself. The fans almost bring the house down with their shriek as Ridley nails Rose with the 1-8-7 from the post, and Rose is knocked absolutely senseless by the impact. Yoko is stunned, and carries out her appointed duty on autopilot as Ridley covers, shoulders separated and throat almost black around the dog collar, for the 1,2,3.
Philip: Here is your winner…..Ridley!
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The two jockey for an advantage, but AK is too fast for Yoko – she picks Yoko up, hoisting her onto her shoulders, and out of nowhere, nails yet another new trademarked move, the Kitsune – Tsuki top rope psychodriver! It takes a good couple of seconds from launch to landing, and the place threatens to self – destruct as the pair hit. Yoko is out of it from the moment of impact, as AK stumbles on top of her for a pin. 1…2…3! The bell rings.
Phillip: Here is your winner, and NEW ACW CHAMPION, ALICIA “ATOMIC” KITSUNE!
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Even at 100% health and energy, Latino would have done more than well to respond to Wyvern’s hurracanrana in time. In his current state, he has no chance of evading it. As Wyvern connects, he spins himself around, and then flips Latino; he rolls through, and without even consciously looking first he turns and dives into a suicidal spear, through the middle ropes……..and connects solidly with Latino, who’s grasping the top rope after being sent just barely over it by the previous move. Both men crash to the outside mats, and they can’t do anything more than lay there for several moments, as the crowd blows its top and the bell is at last heard, signaling the end of a true marathon match.
Philip: Here is your winner of the Fallen Heroes Battle Royale.......WYVERN!!
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Omega Effect
After RDK staggers up to his feet, He tries to pick up TNT who seems to be lifeless but TNT was merely playing possum and Drops RDK face first with an amazing RKO near the middle of the ring. TNT actually rolls towards a chair and picks it up as the crowd doesn't know what’s gonna happen next as TNT Starts to climb to the top rope, with a chair. They don't know but TNT happens to know as he pauses and TNT Leaps off top rope and hits RDK with the AIR TNT while positioning the chair under him in midair for Greater Impact. They both Roll in agony but TNT rolls across RDK with a mere arm and the ref counts...One...Two....Three...and the crowd pops
Bell Rings.
Phillip: And the Winner of the match T-N-T!!
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Latino gets up, shuffles, and drops a series of elbows. The Senator is out on his feet, barely able to recover when Latino goes for a superkick to his temple…but the Senator is able to catch it into a dragon screw, which he links directly to a vertical elevated half boston crab, his original finisher, the Tax Cut. Latino struggles to escape, but is not able to. The Senator holds on for over a minute, however, with Latino not giving up, Phillips looks frustrated enough to let go of the hold…but for the second time in the match, gets a strange look on his face, turning inside, reaching back, and hooking the other leg, then steps back, behind Latino’s arms, and leaning forward into a torture submission.
Dwight: No, not this, no, I warned him not to do that move! Please don’t do it! You don’t need the Nuclear Option!
The Senator hears Dwight’s pleas, but shakes his head, and in one of the five most dangerous spots in ACW history, he bends slightly down, before leaping straight up, and what goes up…must follow the laws of physics, and this is no exception, as the Senator nails Latino into the mat with an unprotected neck spike. Tiger Hattori leaps up from his seat at ringside, motioning to Fleming to stop the match, but the stubborn ACW head referee waves him off furiously. The Senator then steels himself one more time, leaping into the air again, piledriving Latino once again…and off the impact of the second neck spike, and off Latino’s spinal column, the Senator executes a third and final piledriver out of the Nuclear Option, hushing the entire audience in the Arena.
Edison: Holy hand of Strangelove, that…was…INSANE!!!
Phillips finally lets go of the hold, allowing Latino to crumple to the mat, and shortly after, follows suit, in a convenient position, set up for the pin…1…2…3!!
Phillips: Your real winner, the Senator, Steve Phillips!
****************** NO. Skurai’s shoulder is up, and now everyone is convinced they’re dreaming. BK just looks, almost shellshocked, and then slowly gets up; with almost no emotion showing on his face, he picks up the ladder which has been lying on one side of the ring. He stands it up, and starts to climb; the fans gape in amazement as BK continues right to the very top. He looks around him, and now there’s no cockiness, and no fake bravado; there is only BK London, superstar, who knows now just what he has been facing, and the cost that victory will involve.
He takes a breath, and everyone pauses with him before the plunge……
….and then he leaps, and the arena burns for a moment with light as he drops and lands with definitive force. The referee is still on the mat from before, and counts; 1,2,3.
London has the “pin”, but neither man moves except for involuntary muscles spasms as Philip makes his announcement.
Philip: Here is your winner……BK London!
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Wyvern’s leg is still, like the rest of him….. and there is just the faint shadow of the bottom rope over his ankle. The crowd roars both in disbelief and at the irony of the situation. Yoko just kneels, almost unable to move; it’s several seconds before she pulls him clear, and pins again, for a count of 2.9. Wyvern’s fans go into orbit, and Yoko seems almost bereft of will; Wyvern, meanwhile, gets up, and signals for the end; he’s endured all that Yoko can throw at him, and Yoko is far too slow to evade as Wyvern picks her up, and readies for the piledriver on to the coiled chain. He lifts Yoko up, elevating her as high as he can for maximum damage so that they’re almost face to face – and then suddenly there’s a cloud of rainbow color in the air, incredibly beautiful. Yoko flips out of Wyvern’s grip, and Wyvern is blinded by the blast; Yoko raises her arm in a signal which has become the stuff of legend, and the crowd goes ballistic as Yoko finally and perfectly nails the YKO. Wyvern crashes, and there’s a loud scream from the front as the fans close up see his head land directly on the metal ball. Yoko wavers for a moment, and then falls into a cover; the referee’s count is echoed by everyone present, and the 3 count triggers a storm of cheering for the amazing match as it finally concludes.
Philip: Here is your winner……and STILL ACW World Champion, Yoko Satoshi!
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Seven Deadly Sins
However RDK scrambles to TNT before he can hit the move, and He manages to grab TNT’s leg. TNT turns around to see RDK on his foot, so TNT tries to kick him off. But RDK keeps a firm grip, and eventually turns it into a Fireman’s Carry. TNT jumps back up and runs at RDK, who is also at his feet. TNT runs at the Macho Man, attempting a lariat but RDK ducks. They both turn around and RDK lifts TNT up for the Macho Slam! He slams the Human Highlight Reel through the cell roof and TNT lands with a huge THUD in the ring! The crowd is completely shocked at such a move, but the Macho man jumps to his feet, and looks at BK London lying on the table. He then looks at the fans, smiling. They get the hint and some sections go nuts at the prospect of the move in question. He looks at BK again, then he looks at the crowd. He looks down at BK again, then at TNT. He looks at the crowd. McNally and Edison get the hint and they quickly dart away from their announcer’s table. RDK then turns around, and jumps backwards, aiming the Macho Moonsault, and the crowd goes wild. But suddenly, at least in RDK’s mind, all noise seems to stop and everything goes into slow motion…
…And in a couple of seconds that seems like hours, he lands it, perfectly on BK London’s body. The table shatters with impact, and the monitors are practically dust, and amongst everything else RDK has an arm draped over BK London’s chest. A referee on the outside runs towards the area and makes the pin, with the entire arena counting along:
ONE! . . . . . . TWO!! . . . . . . . . . . THREE!!!
Philip: Here is your winner, and the NEW number 1 contender…Macho Man RDK!!!
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Hunter:…. I….I don’t fucking believe it! You ARE Greed personified! A victory is more important to you than a person’s life?
The crowd screams its fury in the arena; Wyvern looks Hunter in the eye.
Wyvern: Of COURSE not, idiot.
With the speed of light, Wyvern picks Hunter up and drops him on to his extended knee. Hunter gasps in pain, and Wyvern lifts and turns him upside down. He climbs up on to a couple of stacked packing cases, takes a breath…. and then piledrives Hunter into the floor. Hunter’s form collapses, and Wyvern stays on his knees, only getting up when the count reaches seven to avoid the double elimination. As the count reaches 10, the bell rings in the arena to signal the end of the match.
Philip: Oh, sweet lord….. the winner of this match, by count out…. WYVERN!
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There’s no concealing it now, Yoko’s at the edge of endurance….. her contorted expression is almost heartbreaking to watch, but still she will not surrender, as she focuses with all her mental fortitude on the sound of the crowd willing her to resist. As it looks like she is fading, Yoko suddenly slips her slender legs free and flips out; the Senator tries to hold on, but the perspiration of them both makes Yoko a slippery customer indeed. Before the Senator can get back on his feet, Yoko goes for broke and this time the Flying Guillotine connects; she pins without so much as a second’s delay, but the Senator kicks out just shy of the 3 count. Exhausted, both competitors rise, and half holding, half supporting each other they weave over to the near post. The crowd reaches fever pitch as they climb; whoever gets the best from this point will win it all. The struggle seems drawn out over hours, though of course it’s only a matter of seconds….. and the noise becomes almost unbearable as the Senator finally gets Yoko in position for a top rope Filibuster. Stanton quietly rubs his hands, and the Senator takes a breath before the plunge…..
….. and just at that tiny point of no return, Yoko resurrects herself one last time, and counters through into an Avalanche style Flying Guillotine. The crash can be heard in the next state, and there’s absolutely no possibility of hearing the referee’s count. But the hand gestures say it all, and there is utter pandemonium as his palm strikes for the third time, a millisecond before the Senator gets a shoulder free.
Philip: Here is your winner, and STILL ACW World Champion….. Yoko Satoshi!
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Winter Discontent
AK’s weight pulls her forward and she just barely grabs the edge of the truck to prevent herself falling completely; with the lower half of Rena’s body dangling, AK climbs up using her opponent as a makeshift ladder, and hauls herself back on to the platform. As soon as she feels the weight leave her, Rena pulls herself back from the edge – AK is also getting up, but Rena has the slight advantage, and she gets behind her. The crowd in the arena yells as Rena grabs and lifts AK; she swings her out over the drop, and is about to let go… but AK uses all her athletic ability to flip herself over backward, pushing off of Rena’s chest and then her shoulders, and drops behind her. With Rena standing right on the edge, a firm shove is all it takes to tip her over, and Rena shrieks as she takes a swan dive into the truck. The sound of her impact is accompanied by a scream of disgust, which RAF accepts as proof that the match is over. In the arena, Philip announces the result.
Philip: Here is your winner…. Alicia “Atomic” Kitsune!
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At this point both Bre and the referee slowly make it to their feet, and both, clueless at what has just occurred, continue regardless. Bre grabs DD and locks him in the Half Crab, and Daredevil screams in pain. He tries to get to the ropes, but Bre resists. Dan makes an effort, inching closer and closer to the ropes, but Bre tries to hold on, however he sees that he’s slowly failing. Dan is within touching distance of the ropes but he makes one final effort to grab them…
…and misses. Dan looks as though he’s given up hope in the match, and Bre pulls him to the centre of the ring. This is the final straw and Dan firmly slaps his hand on the mat several times, and the fans cheer as Bre lets go of the hold, confirming his status as Light-Heavyweight champion.
Philip: Here is your winner, and STILL Light-Heavyweight Champion, Bre Double T!
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Hunter leaps, and twists around 180 degrees, so that he nails the Alter Event flawlessly. The crowd is so overcome that there is in fact a tiny moment of complete silence before they react, and Hunter lies still listening to them as the referee starts to count.
1…
2…
3…
4…
5…
6…
Hunter slowly gets up. He knows what he will see when he looks down; RDK’s eyes are half-open, and unresponsive to the considerable stimuli all around.
7…
8…
RDK stirs, and registers the general noise, but cannot zero in on the referee’s voice.
9…
It hits RDK and Hunter at the same time; RDK has nothing left to give… and nothing at all to be ashamed of. There is only respect and pride, to temper joy and sadness in equal measure.
10.
The bell rings.
Philip: Here is your winner… and NEW ACW WORLD CHAMPION, HUNTER!!
The footage stops, and the attendees applaud as Gingerdude takes the envelope.
Gingerdude: And your winner is…
He tries opening the letter, but finds it hard in doing so.
Gingerdude: Oh damnit…
He manages to get it open at the second attempt, and looks rather smug with himself. He looks at the answer, almost looking quite surprised as he reads it out.
Gingerdude: And the best show of 2005…Winter Discontent! And since he did, after all win the main event, I will ask Andrew Hunter to come up and collect the award.
Hunter stands up, with the World title across his shoulder as he climbs up the steps, onto the stand, and collecting the award.
Hunter: Well it’s a great honour to be collecting this award, but then again when you HAVE, like Gingerdude said, won the main event of the best show, you know that you must have done something right.
He looks around at the audience, and quickly adds to his speech.
Hunter: Err, but of course you cannot forget that I was only a small part of what was an excellent show, so I’m collecting this award on behalf of everyone who took part of Winter Discontent. Thank you.
Hunter leaves the stage and the audience claps again as Gingerdude heads to the back.
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Post by BK London on Dec 31, 2005 11:08:41 GMT -5
--------------------------- Best Suprising Moment ---------------------------
We return from the commercial break to find Charlotte King standing by her lonesome on one side of the arena. The camera zooms in on her and she smiles, preparing to introduce the next presenter.
Charlotte: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome to the stage Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune!
Some random generic music hits the speakers and AK comes out on the stage wearing a rather luxurious gown. The audience applauds her arrival and she takes in the greeting with a hearty smile. She stands in front of the podium and awaits silence.
AK: During this hectic year, there were many moments that were inspirational. There were many moments that were funny. But, above all, there were the many surprising moments, like our next nominations. Some of these moments made us in the back furious, and some made us cry. But overall, this isn't measured by how much we enjoyed it...this is measured by the general "wow" factor. So, without further ado, our first nominee for best surprising moment is Jade's defection to the HWL.
The screen flickers on to show a clip.
Kenny Charles: The winner of this match...and, uh, STILL the HWL and TWN Heavyweight Champion...the Ravaged!!!
Whether the reaction is thrilled, horrified, or both, it's definitely loud as Jif Choosey raises Jade and Ravaged's hands. Ravaged grabs the microphone in one hand and the unconscious Kiley in the other, and hurls London's wife over the top rope next to his semi-conscious form.
Ravaged: You can take your whore back to ACW with you, London. Don't run and hide too far away; I need you back here so I can beat you into unconsciousness yet again in a couple weeks.
He chuckles.
Ravaged: I guess we've found our replacement for Cliff Blitz, eh?
Jade: That's right. Come the interpromotional tournament...you're all gonna be left Jaded.
The screen becomes blank so as to allow the production crew enough time to prepare the next clip.
AK: Our next nominee is the finale of what we backstage have began to call the Cage Saga.
Hunter lifts up his foot and stomps down on what he was glancing at earlier, which is revealed to be a remote control. The wire leads to the ceiling, and everyone follows it up, including the man. Then, from out of the darkness, a large pillar swings down and catches the man, then flies into the wall and impales the man to the wall. The man is motionless as his body is weighed over onto the pillar, his blood sprayed all over it. Hunter looks at the sight with a vacant look, and the Senator looks on horrified.
Senator: ...Hunter...
Hunter: Don't say anything. It's what Cage would have wanted.
?: Yeah...you've got that...right...
Hunter looks back at the man, who has now started to move a little bit, though he is almost certainly near death. Curiosity invades Hunter, and so he slowly walks towards the bloody mess and walks up to the man. He reaches his hand forward and grabs the mask. He takes a deep breath, and then pulls off the mask.
Senator: ...oh my God...
All that Hunter has feared. All that Hunter has worried about. All that Hunter has thought about for the past year. His fears, worries, and thoughts have all come back to haunt him. Before him stands his accuser and stands his tormentor. Before him stands the one reason why this all began. Before him stands the truth. Before him stands...
Hunter: ...Cage.
AK: That was quite a shocking moment indeed. Our next big surprise is the seemingly immortal Wyvern not winning the World Title at Omega Effect.
The fans can see what’s coming, and the noise hits almost painful levels; Yoko gets on to the apron and sets him up for the Orochi – Naga. There is a tiny pause that seems to last an eternity, and then Yoko executes the move – to the OUTSIDE. The crowd screams, and they scream even more as the chain catches on the post, causing both Yoko and Wyvern to land horrendously. The referee dashes over, not sure if the match can continue; he releases the chain from the post, and Yoko is the first to get up. She looks absolutely spent as she pushes Wyvern into the ring, covers, and the place goes into meltdown as the referee counts the 1……2…… -
- but there’s no 3; the timekeeper is shouting from the outside, and Yoko has no idea what’s going on as the ref gets up and listens. Then he turns back and points, and Yoko at once realizes what’s happened.
Wyvern’s leg is still, like the rest of him….. and there is just the faint shadow of the bottom rope over his ankle. The crowd roars both in disbelief and at the irony of the situation. Yoko just kneels, almost unable to move; it’s several seconds before she pulls him clear, and pins again, for a count of 2.9. Wyvern’s fans go into orbit, and Yoko seems almost bereft of will; Wyvern, meanwhile, gets up, and signals for the end; he’s endured all that Yoko can throw at him, and Yoko is far too slow to evade as Wyvern picks her up, and readies for the piledriver on to the coiled chain. He lifts Yoko up, elevating her as high as he can for maximum damage so that they’re almost face to face – and then suddenly there’s a cloud of rainbow color in the air, incredibly beautiful. Yoko flips out of Wyvern’s grip, and Wyvern is blinded by the blast; Yoko raises her arm in a signal which has become the stuff of legend, and the crowd goes ballistic as Yoko finally and perfectly nails the YKO. Wyvern crashes, and there’s a loud scream from the front as the fans close up see his head land directly on the metal ball. Yoko wavers for a moment, and then falls into a cover; the referee’s count is echoed by everyone present, and the 3 count triggers a storm of cheering for the amazing match as it finally concludes.
Philip: Here is your winner……and STILL ACW World Champion, Yoko Satoshi!
AK: And our final nominee is Valmont's death and ultimate reconciliation with RDK.
Valmont: And you, Randy… there are so many words, but I have time for just one, son. You are a Kanyon, and always will be…
His last words are barely audible to anyone but RDK and himself…
Valmont: Randy… Macho Man… you are a… success.
There are times when one look, one word, can change a person’s entire existence… this is one of those times. Valmont closes his eyes, and lets go of life peacefully; the whole parking lot, the whole arena, is completely silent and still. RDK’s voice will not come to him, so he simply mouths the word “goodbye”… and then the world moves on again, and the tableaux comes back to life. The medics put Julien into the ambulance, and RDK gets in with them; he has no time to even think about the others who helped him. The crowd outside disperses as the ambulance screeches off into the night, and Ginger and Alicia disappear into it; they will have to come to terms with events in their own time, and in their own ways. The screen fades to black as the ACW helicopter takes off, and flies away from the arena…
Samhain, the night of the turning of summer into winter, has taken another soul with it… but ACW only grows stronger, and it is preparing to call more of its offspring home, even as it heads out into the wide world…
The last two months will be a new journey of discovery, and there are many more secrets yet to be revealed…..
Fade to Black
AK: And now the winner.
She grabs the nearby envelope and opens it.
AK: This, ironically enough, is not a surprise. The winner is...the finale to the Cage saga!
The camera focuses on Hunter, who somewhat calmly is able to approach the stage and receive the award from AK. AK congratulates him somewhat reassuringly and makes her way off the stage for Hunter. He puts his World Title on his shoulder and looks at the award.
Hunter: Hmmm...what to say? I guess...well, yeah, you guys are right. No one saw it coming. Hell, I didn't see it coming. I guess I'll try to see this as a minor tribute to Cage and perhaps his ultimate prize for going through with quite a brilliant plan. Regardless, I would like to thank those who voted. May the new year be brighter for us all...especially me...
He is able to smirk after the last comment and then walk off stage. The audience gives him a standing ovation, more from the thought behind the award than the accomplishment of the award itself. They all are able to take their seats as we cut to the next commercial.
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Post by BK London on Dec 31, 2005 11:09:59 GMT -5
--------------------------- Best Heel ---------------------------
We return from yet another commercial break to have the camera pan around the cheering audience. A dark voice comes from the speakers and instantly causes the commotion to die down.
Voice: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome to the stage Victor "Latino" Laureano!
The audience ponders the propreitor of the voice, but then their thoughts disappear rather quickly as Latino walks out and starts posing for the audience. He gets to the podium and starts to grin.
Latino: ORALE! Que pasa muchachos?
There is a slight silence from the audience until someone shouts out, "IN ENGLISH." Latino chuckles and as does the rest of the audience.
Latino: Anyway, there has been quite a collection of devious and evil figures here in our beloved ACW. Today, for some strange reason, we have decided to honor the most evil one. So, let's make haste! Our first nominee is BK London.
The screen flickers on.
BK backs into the wall, looks to his left, and smiles. He's next to the boiler. He quickly turns some valves and opens the gate as the flames ignite. Yoko stops in her tracks.
BK: Back away or he's torched.
Yoko: ...Don't even think about it.
She steps forward again and reaches out. BK moves Mr. Floppy closer to the boiler.
BK: Do you want him to burn or something? How about you, Mr. Floppy? Do you want to burn?
Mr. Floppy hangs limp in BK's hand, not answering.
Yoko: BK...You should know, I-
She cuts off her own sentence and lunges for Mr. Floppy, having just talked as a distraction. BK reacts fast though, and simply tosses him into the flames, slamming the gate shut after. Yoko pauses and her jaw drops.
Silence passes between her and BK as they watch the burning, and then Yoko suddenly collapses, fainting. BK smirks, and turns off the fire. He gives her a nice kick to the gut while she's out of it, and exits.
After a few moments, she wakes up and looks around the empty room. She quickly remembers what happened, and scrambles toward the boiler. She opens the gate and pulls out Mr. Floppy...or what's left of him.
The screen goes black once again.
Latino: Our next nominee is a man I'm all too familiar with, TNT.
Philip: Here is your winner, and #1 contender for the ACW International Title…..FallenSouls!
The fans are still making an incredible amount of noise; Rookie picks himself up off of the floor, disappointment written across his face as Fallen celebrates in the ring. Even as he’s getting up, however, “Away” suddenly hits and everyone is caught napping as TNT literally charges out of the back, runs to the ring and drops his belt before starting to pound on FSX. A referee appears with suspicious speed and quickly holds the belt up, and everyone realizes what’s going on…….
Bell Rings.
FSX is no fool; as he does his best to defend himself he realizes that this was TNT’s plan all along. Tired as he is, though, FSX isn’t about to let this chance pass him by, and he blocks the worst of TNT’s shots as he tries to clear his head. The fans may not like FSX but they hate TNT more at this moment for his underhanded tactics, and they shout now for FSX, willing him to overcome the incredible odds which TNT and the corporate alliance have set against him. And incredibly, it seems to work – FSX gets a burst of energy and now TNT is under increasing pressure – FSX gets in a telling blow, a kick to the midsection, and then a Soul Transfer. FSX drops and pins, 1,2 – TNT kicks at 2.5, evidently caught out by FSX’s efforts, and FSX taunts TNT as the champion gets up. TNT’s anger flares, and this is not a good thing for FSX – already badly worn he now has to deal with a fired up opponent, and TNT breaks into his trademark suplexes, hitting FSX with normal, back and german variations. He pins after each but somehow FSX gets a shoulder in the air just before the 3 count. Following the third of these, TNT changes tack and runs to the corner – he signals for the Air TNT, and takes to the air…..but FSX has a flashback to the previous match and lifts his legs up as Amo did. TNT can’t protect himself and rolls off in obvious pain – FSX jumps up, and hurtles to the ropes. The fans roar as he goes for the Defiance of Death – and it connects! The noise is amazing and everyone counts 1,2,th – TNT kicks, and FSX slams his fist into the mat, he was so close. He gets up, but his momentary loss of focus in frustration is very costly – TNT is also up, and FSX has no way to defend as TNT runs in and hits an enormous RKO. It’s the last straw for FSX, and he has nothing left to give as TNT pins for the 1,2,3.
Philip: Here is your winner, and still ACW International Champion, TNT!
The storm of protest is phenomenal as TNT collects his belt and taunts FSX with it as he lies on the mat, utterly spent. TNT then taunts the crowd, taking pleasure at their reaction to his plot.
Latino: Our next nominee is the man who won this same award last year, he is Ridley.
An iron hand clamps around Surion’s throat and hoists him a full three feet off the ground as Ridley glares into his eyes.
Ridley: Let me assure you that no explanation is necessary. You got my boots wet, and for that...well, let's just say the Saturday Night Massacre's starting early tonight.
Surion: NO, WAIT---
Inside Ginger's office, the chairman leaps from his desk as his door nearly caves in from the impact of a Surion-shaped object. It crashes against the door over and over as screaming comes from outside the office.
Surion: AUGH, NO NOT THERE, OWWWWW, AUGH, PAIN, OUCH, STOP IT---AUUUUUUUUUUGHHHH-----
A couple of seconds later, his head crashes through the door with Ridley's boot slamming down on top of it; evidently, he's been curbstomped through the oak door. The unconscious Surion is promptly dragged out as Ridley picks him up by the throat, presses him over his head, and aims at the main window of the office.
Ginger: NO, RIDLEY, DON'T DO THAT---
CRASH. Surion flies like a lawn dart through the window, showering glass everywhere, and crashes into Ginger's desk like a Tomahawk missile. The desk practically explodes, flipping over, and Ginger's displaced from his chair. He shakes his fist and sputters as Ridley dusts off his hands.
Ridley: Believe me, Mr. "Chairman", that was only the beginning. Your little ass-puppet of a champion is on the top of my list.
With that, Ridley strolls off, casually humming "I Fought The Law." Ginger takes a second to get up before calling the EMTs for Surion.
Latino: And, our finale nominee, Alexandra Kaesar.
Alexandra puts her skilled hands firmly around Shibari’s petite little right hand. They are so soft…so delicate…and they are quivering.
Rose: It’s a really simple game and if you play it well enough, I promise you that I won’t hurt a hair on your head. I’m going to ask you a few simple yes or no questions. You will blink once for yes and twice for no. If you answer incorrectly or your answer doesn’t satisfy me…then the results will be quite unpleasant, are we clear?
Shibari’s pleading eyes blink once and only once.
Rose: Very good…Now, If you had blinked twice…
Carefully, Alexandra puts her left forefinger on the tip of Shibari’s pinky and then carefully places thumb on the side of that same finger. In a blindingly quick instant, she puts as much pressure as she can on her thumb… Shibari’s eyes scream out in terror as her finger breaks with a sickening crack. She starts to shake and sob uncontrollably, all while Alexandra grins at her suffering.
Rose: That would have happened.
Alexandra quickly catches sight of the bone sticking out through the skin. The blood oozing out from the opening starts to ooze down her finger and one wonders if that finger will ever be perfectly straight again...
The screen flickers off.
Latino: All righty, then. The winner is...
He opens up the envelope.
Latino: ...holy hell. The winner is BK London!
The camera focuses on BK, who first looks a little surprised but then keeps his focus and gives off a cocky smirk. He grabs his International Title and starts to walk to the stage, then climbs up and poses to a torrent of boos. He grabs his award and starts to chuckle.
BK: Ha! Everyone here thought Ridley was going to win, didn't they? Well NO. Not today, boys. Today, I win. I'd like to thank absolutely no one. I did this all by myself. I'm better than all of you! WOOOHOOO!
The fans start to boo him.
BK: And you think I care that you hate me? Apparently I got a reward for that. Take that, suckers! And take that Ridley, you no-good piece of shit monkey sucker! See? I'm not afraid of him! He's not here, what's there to be afraid of?
Latino slowly leans over.
Latino: Actually, yeah, Ridley's in the building.
BK goes wide-eyed.
BK: Oh...shit.
He quickly grabs all of his stuff and runs backstage. Latino watches him go, then turns toward the camera and grins.
Latino: Nah, I'm just fucking with him.
The audience begins to laugh as Latino calmly walks off the stage and we cut to a commercial break.
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Post by BK London on Dec 31, 2005 11:11:45 GMT -5
--------------------------- Best ACW Couple ---------------------------
Coming back from the break, an uncomfortable looking and tuxedo clad Head ACW Referee Raymond Allan Fleming is standing on the stage, while the screen behind him flashes the words “Best ACW Couple” in pink letters.
RAF: It has come to my attention that I have been selected to present the best couples of the year for ACW. Now while having such an award for a wrestling company such as this is pure poppycock, and only reinforces our negative image as a male soap opera, the Chairman ordered me to do this at the last minute, so indeed, I shall present this award after proceeding with three other nominated pairings. First up, we have two individuals who no longer gather their paychecks from ACW, but I am sure that you all are familiar with them nonetheless, Ridley and Alexandra Kaesar. They were quite the unique couple, as I believe this clip will show…
RAF: Unique, my arse, that’s what I call dysfunctional, and guess what, chaps? They didn’t win. Next we have a pairing that started off professionally, and ended up personal…Rena, and Senator Steve Phillips.
RAF: Nothing like romance before a huge pay-per-view match…of course, they’re not a couple anymore, as the Senator seemed to be professionally obsessed to a ridiculous point, and Rena obsessed with, well, naughty matters. Third up, we have a couple that to my knowledge is still actually together, despite some rough times, Kiley and BK London.
RAF: Perhaps not the most charming scene that I could dig up on this short notice, but it suffices to show the devotion that’s shared between the Londons…but then again, perhaps it’s not enough, since they didn’t win this award.
Shouts of “AK!” and “Latino” are heard in the audience, causing RAF to quiet the crowd down before announcing…
RAF: And the winners, of course, Alicia Kitsune and Victor Laureano, as you said, AK and Latino.
RAF: Congratulations, you two won the award, and my job here is thankfully over, Mr. Chairman, I’m warning you now, never make me do anything outside my field of competence ever again!
Latino and AK stand up from their table, walking up to the stage.
Latino: Orale! I’d just like to thank everyone here who picked us for this award, it sure means a lot to me that Alicia’s stuck by me despite me being…well…me! And I know I would not give her up for anything in the world. I know that Alicia also want to say something.
AK: Of course I would, you know, Victor, we won this award, not only for being together as long as we have, but also finally getting married, and managing to stick it out, no matter what.
The two then share a quick kiss in front of the approving crowd before stepping off the stage.
RAF watches the display of affection as he leaves, only emitting a “hmph” and storming off to the back.
Fade Out
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Post by BK London on Dec 31, 2005 11:14:39 GMT -5
--------------------------- Best Junior Title Reign ---------------------------
The crowd simmers down a bit as they see Kevin Anderson take the stage.
Kevin: Now presenting the award for Best Junior Title Reign of 2005, Jake Cheng.
Jake steps out from behind the curtain and onto the stage, and makes his way to the podium.
Jake: Wow, it is amazing that I don’t get nervous wrestling in front of thousands of fan, and standing here I am about to wet my pants. So, before I embarrass myself, here are the nominees for Best Junior Title Reign of 2005
The screen above Jake flickers to life to present the name of the first nominee.
JonnyG
Warfare January 10th
There’s a bang as Gooey crashes back first to the mat. He has the air taken out of him, but even as he’s regaining his senses he hears a familiar sound…… three single thumps on the mat. The crowd goes bananas, and Gooey rolls over, already knowing what he will see; Jonny has landed right on top of Will Anger, stopping any fightback by the champ and giving him an automatic cover.
Philip: Here is your winner……and NEW Junior Champion, Jonny G!
Andy Starr
Seven Deadly Sins 2005
The 10 minute reign
Kalb looks at what he just did with shock, and Starr smiles as he throws Kalb out the ring. Only Fitzharris enters the ring and turns Starr around, ready to hit the Buck Stops Here. However Starr resists the move, and hits an Exploding Starr! The crowd cheer as the move is hit, however their cheers turn to groans as Kalb re-enters the ring with the Junior title belt. He clocks Starr with it and makes the cover. The referee crawls across to make the count:
1
2
Kickout by Andy Starr!!!
Kalb is completely shocked at what just happened. He gets to his feet, and lifts Starr up, going for the Adam Smith Driver. Only once again, Andy Starr escapes the hold quickly, and hits another Exploding Starr!
1
2
3!!!
Philip: Here is your winner, and NEW Junior champion…Andy Starr!!!
Rawt
The Only Reds Fan stands, leaps to the apron, and then goes for a springboard attack, but Rawt calmly steps forward, catches him, and sets him up for the bomb drop… but Red frees himself by handspringing off of Rawt’s shoulders, and then nails Rawt with a swing-around DDT. The crowd is beside itself, and Red pins, 1…2.. – Rawt breaks out at the last moment, and Red thumps the canvas in frustration. He gets up, lifts his foe for the Death Wish going for a 2 in one night record… but Rawt has studied his opponent well, and breaks out before reversing directly into the Bomb drop, this time successfully. The referee drops and counts, and Red’s kick comes just on the wrong side of the 3. The bell rings, and the fans cheer.
Philip: Here is your winner, and NEW ACW Junior Champion…Rawt!
Cernunnos
Fallout April 23rd
Cage Match
Cernunnos hooks the on of Kalb’s leg,s and with a sickening thud, sits down into a perfect Muscle Buster, the Furor Celtica. Cernunnos does not even go for the cover this time, but lifts Kalb up again into the ready position for another Furor Celtica, staring at the Stable members at ringside.
Fitsharris: No! That move could've paralyzed him! Another one could kill him!
Senator: I agree...sigh...referee, end the match, now, I throw in the towel.
The Senator takes a white handkerchief out from his suit pocket, tosses it into the ring, and the ref motions to ring the bell. Cernunnos drops Kalb to the mat like a sack of potatoes, and simply stands in the ring, staring at the Senator, who returns the favor.
Phillip: Your winner, the NEW ACW Junior Champion, Cernunnos!
The video packages end and the camera cut back to Jake Cheng.
Jake: And the winner for Best Junior Title Reign is...
Jake opens the envelope.
Jake: Wow....it seems we have a tie. The winners are...
?: Oh, thank you. Thank you all.
The camera cuts away from Jake and zooms in on two men, who are out of their seats and waving to everyone in the room. It is none other than Anthony Kalb and Kevin Fitzharris, The Capitalists. They walk down the aisle to the stage, and Fitzharris grabs the award from Jake, and Kalb takes the mic.
Kalb: First of all, I would like to thank the rest of the Senatorial Stable for helping Fitzharris and I make it this far. Then I would like to thank everyone who stuck with us, even though neither of us were nominated for this award.
Jake motions to the crowd and Hunter and Senator come rushing down to the stage. They help get The Capitalists off stage so Jake can continue presenting the award.
Jake: The actual winner is Cernunnos!
The camera pans around wildly looking for Cernunnos but he cannot be found, but we do find ACW Champion Hunter falling asleep in his seat.
Jake: Well since Cernunnos isn't here, on behalf of him I will accept this award, but I'm sure he would like to thank you.
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Post by BK London on Dec 31, 2005 11:16:00 GMT -5
--------------------------- Best Turn ---------------------------
The remix of the Welsh National Anthem starts to play as “The Welsh Dragon” walks onto the stage. A few cheers and boos radiate from the crowd as he waits a few seconds for the crowd to die down. After a few more seconds pass on he finally begins to speak.
Dan White: Tonight we celebrate the one person who has had a the best turn. We have definitely had some great ones and let’s take a good look at them.
Dan turns around as the lights dim once again. As he starts to read out the nominees a video clip of each turn is shown.
Wyvern
The screen fades in as it starts to show Omega Effect. Quick highlights are shown of the infamous World Title match between Yoko and Wyvern and then the after match events are directly shown…
A “Fuck you Wyvern” chant fills up the arena, and he’s not liking it.
Wyvern: SHUT THE FUCK UP NOW! Let’s take this bit by bit. I defeated the former champ Rose twice, has anyone taken notice of that? NO! I’ve defeated the entire Senatorial Stable, except for those that aren’t a tag team or a member of the opposite sex, does anyone take notice? NO! I won the Fallen Heroes Battle Royal. Anyone care about that? NO! I’ve held and run with two titles, and have made both fucking titles prestigious again. No one gives a fuck about that either! I’ve spent the past seven months working my ass off for everyone, the staff, the fans, for myself! Everyone keeps writing me off as the underdog! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH EVERYONE? I mean come on, Yoko gets to bitch about her loss to AK, when she clearly wasn't even touching the ropes during a pin, but I can't bitch about just losing?! Fuck that. Everyone’s like “I’m a fucking traditionalist, I’ll stick with the same ass people who’ve been here since ACW/GFWCW started.”, FUCK YOU ALL! I’ve worked my ass off, sacrificing life and limb, time and money, just to entertain! And yet you all repay me by turning on me at the biggest night of the year? FUCK YOU!
Wyvern stops for a moment, and the crowd pops, thinking he’s done with his rant. However, he laughs, as he pulls the mic back up.
Wyvern: Oh, and I’ve got just one more thing to say…
Wyvern grabs the title belt, and drags it near the turnbuckle. He grabs the steel steps, and climbs up the turnbuckle. He aims, and jumps off, smashing the belt via the impact of the steel steps. He grabs the mic again.
Wyvern: FUCK YOU ACW!
Latino
The scene now changes to a jail prison. Shots of the environment, guards, and then Hunter are shown. The video now starts to play as singing can be heard.
? (singing): "Tiiiiime is on my side, yes it is. Oh yeah, Tiiiiime is on my side, yes it is."
The voice comes closer and closer to Hunter, but Hunter cannot see the proprietor of the voice due to the wall blocking his view. He could simply stand up and see, yet his natural poetic state would rather wait. The voice comes closer...closer...
?: "Time is on my side..."
The voice continues humming the verse, but there are no footsteps, and the voice does not inch closer towards Hunter. The humming is coming from the booth next to him. Suddenly, it stops, and the silent peace returns. But it can't stay like that. The voice begins to hum again, and this humming turns into singing. This singing, however, is much different from the original words.
?: "Ahora usted siempre dice. Qué usted quiere ser libre..."
The voice trails off into humming once again. Hunter quickly starts thinking to himself, "who is this?" Suddenly, it hits him, and at that moment the figure appears in front of him. Hunter sits silently, staring directly into the face of the hawk with the piercing eyes who flew him into tragedy and dropped him into this hell. The figure sits down and the two stare at each other wordlessly. The camera cannot get a glimpse of the man, but his presence is surely felt.
?: So, how are they treating down here?
Hunter: ...I've been better.
A chilling laugh. Hunter shifts in his chair and leans closer to the glass.
Hunter: ...why you?
?: Why not me? Do you doubt it was me?
Hunter: Yes, quite frankly.
?: Why?
Hunter: You don't look like a killer...Victor.
The camera finally edges over and gets a perfect shot of the face of Victor "Latino" Laureano. He smirks and sits hunched over, his fingers folded together.
Latino: Hehe, don't judge me by how I look. Too many people have made that mistake.
BK London
The sound is quite unlike anything ever heard in the arena before….the sound of thousands of fans’ hearts being broken at their hero’s apparent treachery. They boo BK, their disapproval mixed with sadness, but as the camera shifts to show a smirking Gingerdude, the sound gets more angry, the fans recognising the person who orchestrated the piece. Ginger presents the belt to BK, who holds it up; the fans watch to see is reaction as the booing continues, but it doesn’t seem to bother BK in the slightest, and as they realise this the fans’ sadness turns to rage. BK just laughs and puts the belt around his waist, and then seeing Philip close by he snatches his microphone from him.
BK: Oh, you people disapprove? Well screw you! If you want to boo, I’ll give you something to boo!
BK throws down the mic; RDK is just about finding his feet, but BK grabs him and throws him into the corner so that he strikes back – first and slumps down. BK slides out of the ring and grabs something from underneath it – there’s a gleam of metal, and as the camera gets closer, the item is revealed as a pair of handcuffs. BK pulls RDK’s hands behind him and cuffs him so that he’s restrained by the ring post, and Ginger has already picked up the steel chair as BK re – enters….
BK takes the chair, and smirks at the crowd; the camera shows the first head – splitting shot, but as BK’s fury mounts up it has to cut away. The look of utter shock on the faces of the crowd tells the story, and blow after blow is heard – but then the crowd roars, and the rest of the Nation comes rushing out from the back. Ginger, however, is ready for them, with BK’s discarded mic in hand.
Ginger: I suggest that if any of you want to hold on to your jobs, you stay well back from this ring.
BK laughs and lays down 2 or 3 shots in plain sight of Bob, Amo, and Kross, though by now RDK is totally senseless. BK finally throws the chair aside, and everyone watching is sickened by the bloody form of the Macho Man, unable to defend himself from the assault. BK steps out of the ring, and Ginger follows; they pass by the Nation on the ramp, and it’s clear that all of them, even the normally placid Kross, are struggling to contain their anger. BK rubs it in one final time, posing on the ramp as an equally cocky Kiley joins him.
Yoko Satoshi
Yoko: I came to you because I want to do something good. I like ACW, I don't want to see it ruined. You and I have disagreed in the past...A lot. And it was always my fault. I'm always injuring someone, or ruining your title plans, or attempting to murder someone, and so on.
Ginger: That is true...
Yoko: But I've been trying to turn my attitude around, ever since I got rid of Mr. Floppy. I want to do this one good thing and make things normal between us, like when you signed me. It sounds kind of selfish. But I wanted to tell you why I'm doing this.
Ginger: It doesn't sound selfish. At least, not like Hunter's reason for wanting to be picked. He wanted to do it to be a star. You want to attone for your bad deeds and right your wrongs. There's a difference there, and I think it's very noble.
Yoko smiles at him.
Yoko: I promise you, I'll give it my all. Then, you won't have to worry about Mr. Stanton anymore.
Dan: And the winner of Best Turn for 2005 is….wow a Tie…BK London & Wyvern!
Diamonds by Kanye West start to play as BK London rushes the stage. He quickly grabs the award and holds up it high with pride.
BK London: You know since Wyvern isn’t here to accept this I’d like to say that this award…is MINE! Just like I called the Lightweight Title as mine when Jade left I’m doing it again now here. So, sorry Wyvern but you just lucked out.
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Post by BK London on Dec 31, 2005 11:18:02 GMT -5
--------------------------- Best Tag Team Title Reign ---------------------------
We return from yet another commercial break to find Kevin Anderson sitting at one of the many tables scattered around the arena.
Kevin: Ladies and gentlemen, please now welcome to the stage, the current World Champion, Hunter!
Hunter walks onto the stage and stands behind the podium as the audience cheers for him. He smiles, and then begins to speak into the mic.
Hunter: Wow, time flies. Just one year ago, I was up here receiving this exact award, and now look at me. Could this perhaps be a good omen for the winners of the award this year? Well, we'll just have to see. Anyway, let's bring up the nominees. Our first nominee is the only team to hold the tag team titles a record four times, they are G-Unit.
The screen begins showing the clips.
Hunter steps through the ropes; he again makes fun of Gooey’s yellow and black ninja costume, which seems to make Gooey rather cross. They move in close and lock up; neither man wants to back down, and it’s several moments before Hunter succeeds in forcing Gooey back to the ropes. Hunter hits Gooey with a string of chops, followed by a textbook suplex; Gooey gets up quickly and immediately brings the fight back to Hunter, running forward and clashing with his opponent in the centre of the ring. They bounce off of one another and then charge again – this time Hunter shoulder – charges Gooey, knocking him to the floor, and he adds a leg drop before pinning. It’s good for a 2 count, but Hunter is just testing the water; he has no intention of losing this match and just wants it over as quickly as possible. He lifts Gooey, preparing for the sphere of death; the crowd cheers to try and get a response from Gooey, but it’s Jonny that makes the move, spearing the whirling pair down so that though Gooey still takes some impact, the pain is shared by Hunter. Cage is infuriated and has one leg through the ropes; seeing what’s about to happen, Jonny grabs Hunter by the arm as he tries to stand up and whips him into Cage. The impact doesn’t knock Cage down, as Jonny had hoped, and Cage enters the ring anyway; but the ref, seeing the pair collide, assumes that a tag has been made. Cage goes for Jonny and Hunter for Gooey; they deliver simultaneous powerbombs, but because of the “tag” the referee refuses to count Hunter’s pin. Hunter is furious, and Cage confused, but as Hunter argues with the referee Jonny and Gooey get up and see that Cage is not watching them. They move in carefully behind him, one on either side, and suddenly Cage is on the receiving end of a double slam. Jonny dives out of the ring so that the ref does not suspect foul play; Hunter, however, saw the attack, and Jonny yells at him from outside the ring. Hunter slides out, determined to stop Jonny interfering any more, and this leaves Cage and Gooey as the legal men on the inside. Cage has suffered a bad impact to his head and neck as a result of the slam, but he still fights against Gooey, and manages to knock him back a few steps. Gooey though is equally unwilling to give up, and he returns, kicks Cage in the gut, rushes to the ropes behind Cage and rebounds to roll over his back, hooking the arms……OPIUM KRUSH! The fans go nuts, and Gooey makes the pin, 1…….2………..3!
Philip: Here are your winners……and NEW ACW Tag Team Champions……G-Unit!
Hunter: And after that, there would be three more wins. However, due to time restraints, we can't show the other ones. Anyway, our next nominee is the team of RDK and AK, the current tag team champions.
Scott’s anger has dissolved as he watches Lex giving everything in defense of their titles; and now he puts their emergency plan into action. Scott reaches out for the tag; Lex nearly makes it, but RDK pulls him back at the very last moment. Scott yells and distracts the referee, claiming that he felt the tag; as the ref argues, Lex low – blows RDK, and then runs over and scoops up one of the tag title belts that Scott has quietly retrieved and placed on the edge of the apron. The crowd boos with fury as Lex rushes at RDK; AK slides in and blocks the attack, but takes a whack with the belt and falls out of the ring through the ropes. The crowd boos furiously and Lex laughs cruelly – and walks right into RDK, who grabs the belt and tosses it aside before nailing the Rock bottom. The fans go berserk, and the ref turns and sees the pin, sliding in to count – 1….2…thre – NO!! Lex gets a shoulder up, and now the fans are almost in shock, not even Scott expected that and was halfway into the ring to break the pin at the time. The crowd despairs, but RDK hasn’t given up; he hears a shout from behind him, and without questioning it, rolls away from Lex and slides into a tag to AK, who is hanging on to the ropes and pulling herself back up to the apron. AK doesn’t enter the ring; instead she runs along to the centre of the ropes, grabs the top one, and jumps up on to it. She jumps straight up, seeing that Lex is on one knee; as she comes down again she bounces, this time traveling higher as she is sent upward, and one or two of the fans with long memories are hit with a serious feeling of Déjà vu. Only when Lex is about to stand upright does she finally launch her most high – risk move; she gets a huge amount of air, and somersaults 360 degrees as she travels over the top of her opponent’s head. Cameras flash everywhere, as AK comes down and grabs Lex by the neck; she delivers the Stunner–esque finish to the Vixen Crusher with unmatched force, and Lex is completely out of it as his head hits the mat. RDK is ready to block Scott, but Scott can already see that there’s nothing to be gained now; AK makes the pin, and the audience makes the foundations of the building shake as the referee counts the 1,2,3.
Philip: Here are your winners… and NEW ACW Tag Team Champions, Alicia “Atomic” Kitsune and the Macho Man, RDK!
Hunter: Next we have the team that came out of nowhere and was able to become quite an exciting tag team, I am speaking of course of the Cold Blooded Killers.
Scott enters the ring and so does an extremely fresh Cernunnos, Cernunnos wastes no time and he clotheslines Scott nearly out of his boots. Lex gets up and Cernunnos whips him off the ropes and takes him down with a Big Boot. Lex holds his jaw and Scott gets up and receives a Full Nelson Slam for his troubles. Cernunnos covers Scott but Lex breaks it up, Lex begins to punch away at Cernunnos and Scott also begins to get up. They begin to double team Cernunnos with punches and kicks and then they whip him off the ropes. They attempt a double clothesline but Cernunnos rolls under it and bounces off the ropes to take both superstars down with a Crossbody, a move hard for a man his size to pull off. Cernunnos rises up to his feet and he attempts the Furor Celtica on Scott but Lex chop blocks him. Cernunnos drops down to one knee and Scott hops up to the top rope and attempts the Heatseeker. His hands follow Cernunnos as he gets up and then he dives off the ropes with the Overcastle and hits it perfectly on Cernunnos. Scott covers Cernunnos for the one, two, th-- but Cernunnos kicks out. He begins to rise to his feet Hogan style and Scott attempt to run toward him but Cernunnos gorilla presses him in the air. He then drops him hard on his back and then Lex charges into the ring and charges toward Cernunnos but Cernunnos uses Lex's own momentum and tosses him over the top rope. Pilko tags himself in and Cernunnos goes to the outside and begins to take it to Lex, Pilko climbs to the top rope for the Frog Splash but Scott kicks the referee into the ropes. Pilko looses his balance and lands groin first into the top rope, Scott hops up to his feet and he lifts Pilko in Fireman's Carry position and it looks like he is going for the Assassination but Pilko counters it into a Inverted Tornado DDT.
The crowd goes wild and Pilko picks up Scott over his head, Gorilla pressing him. Lex on the outside takes a fan's drink and throws it in the eyes of Cernunnos, blinding him. Lex then runs back ringside and he grabs the legs of Pilko from under him. Pilko drops down and Scott lands on top of him. The ref counts one, two, three but what he didn't see was Lex holding down Pilko's legs. But it’s too late; new Tag Team Champions have been crowned.
Philip: And the winner and NEW ACW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS, The Cold Blooded Killers!
Hunter: And our final nominee, this is the terribly mismatched team of Bob and Ridley, Orange Darkness.
The noise when Ridley accepts the tag out is extraordinary. Even Bob is quietly surprised as Ridley passes by him; Jonny also tries to make a switch but Ridley catches up to him and grabs him from behind, taking him over into a German Suplex. The fans holler themselves silly as Ridley holds on and delivers the second of three, the Dragon, and the structural integrity of the arena is tested to the full as the third suplex in the sequence, the Tiger, leaves Jonny barely able to move so much as a finger. Ridley makes a cover, but before the referee’s even counted to one he shifts of his own accord; Gooey’s about to enter the ring, and with a chair in his hand it’s clear that this match is seconds from ending. Ridley has only a second or so to decide what to do, and it’s genius; he’s on his feet in a heartbeat and he shoulder charges Gooey off of the apron before he can fully enter the ring. Then, with a small amount of his old personality revived briefly, Ridley dashes over and re – tags Bob before crossing the ring and springboarding to the outside, colliding with Gooey and the chair in a loud crescendo. There’s further sound of skull on metal, and both the cameras and the referee are torn over who they should be watching; Jonny is just about getting up, and in the nick of time the producer gets a shot of Bob up on the turnbuckle. Camera flashes blaze everywhere as Bob raises his arms up and measures his flight path……
Bob: G-UNIT, THIS PARTY IS OVER!!
The reverse hurracanrana is a thing of beauty, and two matches of intense action have left Jonny without the reserves he needs to get away. The noise is such that even the closest mics don’t pick up the sound of the referee’s hand hitting the canvas, but the pictures tell the story and the three count is given in almost perfect synchronicity with Ridley’s curbstomp to Gooey on to a very bent looking steel chair.
Philip: Here are your winners, and NEW ACW tag team champions…Bob and Ridley!
The screen fades to black as Hunter opens the envelope.
Hunter: And the winners are...
He pauses for dramatic effect.
Hunter: ...G-Unit!
Jonny and suprisingly Gooey stand up and make their way to the stage as they accept the award.
Jonny: Wow. I just..I'm still in shock I guess, it's just so..Wow. It's incredible that we'd win, it came as a total shock. I mean when you look at all the great tag teams this year and, there was just so much overwhelming competition it's so unexpecte..te-d..snicker Pffft..Hahaha. Wow try to say that with a straight face, eh? C'mon who else did you expect to win it? It was so plain in-your-face obvious, four time champions anyone? Ehh..Thanks anyway, although some of the credit has to go to my tag partner, Gooey, who we all know couldn't be here today. So, I will be accepting his award in his honour.
??: Hold the phone! Oh crap!
Attention is directed to Gooey (in casual attire), who runs across the place panting heavily. He slows down as he apporaches Jonny to rest his his arm on Jonny's shoulder for a quick break
Jonny: Gooey! This is surprising. Where- Gooey: No time..pant..to explain..pant..ran past securitypant
Security: There he is!
Gooey: Dammit! Gotta go!
Gooey runs past behind Jonny followed by three men in uniforms weilding batons, but before exiting Gooey makes a U-turn to make a quick speech
Gooey: Thanks ACW! Appreciate what you did, 2005's been fun! Bye, RPdaddywillbebacksoon-
Gooey barely finishes his sentence before he is brought down by the knees from guard and speared in the chest by another. Soon after the third accompanies the other two in dragging Gooey out of eye sight
Jonny:....Uhhmm.....
Gooey: That's not legal! How will I breed!?
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Post by BK London on Dec 31, 2005 11:19:05 GMT -5
--------------------------- Best Gimmick ---------------------------
Kevin Anderson: And now to present the awards for Best Gimmick, ACW's own Light-Heavyweight Champion, Bre Double T!!
"Enter Sandman" by Metallica hits and the six foot five champion walks onto the stage towards the podium and unlike the rest of the room, he choses not to take a break from his on-screen attire and is wearing his hat and jeans.
Bre Double T: You know, for year and a half we've had some crazy gimmicks come and leave ACW, almost too many to count..Here's a list of just a few crazy gimmicks. We'll we've had the priest..
A picture of Kross appears on the alphatron behind him hitting his Redeemer on Surion in one of their many classic battles in 2005 and the crowd cheers for Kross.
Bre Double T: We've had the 18th century pirate back from the dead in the form of an Italian Mafia member..
A picture of John Gotti getting his ass kicked by Jake Cheng appears on the screen behind Bre, and the crowd boos for John Gott.
Bre Double T: And hell we've had our own litttle sadomasochistic personality..
A picture of Ridley appears on the screen and a huge amount of boos are heard and BK London rises up from his seat and throws his drink at the screen, nearly hitting Bre.
Bre Double T: But some of our gimmicks haven't been as crazy as those just put up there. Some of them actually added depth to the character and made us smile..here are the nominees for Best Gimmick!
Bre Double T turns to the back of his awaiting the nominees to come onto the screen as the others in the audience wait also.
Hitman of the Gods
Probably the biggest man to ever touch the ACW ring, or any ring for that matter. With his huge size as a child it was no doubt that he would become a wrestler and ever since then his personality and gimmick have lit up the face of our ACW fans. With many successful feuds behind him like against the Entertainment Champion Kudo and the International Champion BK London, it is ensured that in the year 2005, ACW felt the wrath of the gods.
Vladimir Rasputin
ACW's own commie, coming from a family of steadfast communists who detested capitalism, Vladimir came to ACW for one purpose and that's to spread his ways and hopefully find a few sympathizers. With his many victories in ACW and his very own USSR vs The World matches it is no doubt that he will be reckoned with in the future.
The Senator
Who betta than The Senatah! With his very active part in the politics, knowledge of in-ring moves, and his hard hitting style, Senator has become the quickly growning phenomenom in both ACW and the political world. Whether it's running for office or running through opponents he makes sure that he comes out on top, and that, my friend, is nothing but the truth.
Kudo
Probably the superstar who reached fame status in ACW the quickest since BK London in 2004-2005. When he came into the ACW he made sure to kick the door open, and not to mention kicking off some heads. As the defender of the Junior Heavyweights he did anything in his power to get his point across, defeating superstars such as BK London, Macho Man RDK, Rena, and other big names. He has become the longest reigning Entertainment Champion in ACW history, proving that anybody that comes in his way, he will make sure you understand why he is "Mr. K.O.",
As we fade back into the arena the crowd can already be heard chanting "Senator! Senator! Senator!". A envelope is handed to the Light-Heavyweight Champion and he begins to open it.
Bre Double T: And the winner of Best Gimmick of 2005........ VLADIMIR RASPUTIN!
'Hymn to the USSR" plays and the Pride of the Motherland stands and begins to shake the hand of Mikhail before walking down the aisle to the stage. He gets a little ovation as he is awarded the Best Gimmick Award. He looks at the award for a moment and then places it on the podium as Bre Double T steps out of the way.
Vladimir: You know, winning this award is just the beginning, the beginning of the Rasputin Regime and the beginning of me taking ACW by storm and ruling it with an iron fist. I'm not big on speeches o I will leave you with a warning, The commie's are coming.
"Hymn to the USSR" hits and Vladimir along with Bre Double T makes his way to the back as we fade out.
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Post by BK London on Dec 31, 2005 11:20:30 GMT -5
--------------------------- Best Stable ---------------------------
As we come back we enter to see Charlotte Anderson wearing an elegant red chanel dress as she stands on the balcony and behind her is the audience where many ACW superstars are residing, hoping to pick up an award.
Charlotte: And now to present the award for Best Stable...two of ACW's own former Tag Team Champion, Scott Andrews and a former two time Entertainment Champion, Predator.
The two walk towards the podium with "Unearth" playing as they come from opposite sides of the stage getting somewhat of an applause from the crowd. Predator who hasn't been seen on ACW television in a while is wearing a sharp tuxedo with his now brown died short hair. Scott Andrews walks on contributing to his Scarlet Assassin monicker, sporting a Scarlet and black tuxedo. They each give each other a handshake before standing at the podium, ready to give the award.
Scott: You know Predator, ACW has been blessed with many stables over the past year and half its been in business.
Predator: Oh definitely, we have gone through stables such as Pain Inc, The New Breed, Senatorial Stable, The Untouchables, Armada, The Corporate Alliance, and so much more..
Scott: All those stables became great and cemented their place in ACW. But I was thinking, you and I should create a stable.
Predator: You....and..me?
Scott: Yeah what's wrong with that?
Predator: Well let's just say, in 2006, with the impact I'm going to make. I'll have no time or need for that matter to join a stable.
Scott: Yeah...sure. Well only the most elite of all the stables Predator just mentioned are nominated tonight. Let's take a look at them.
Scott and Predator turn back towards the Mini-Alphatron where we fade into a black screen.
Corporate Alliance
"Two Words" by Kanye West hits and the four men in the Corporate Alliance are quickly shown with pics. Ginger is show delivering an elbow drop to the chest of Latino and BK is then shown hitting RDK with a cinderblock while Ginger laughs it off. Torak is then captured while he nearly decapitates Latino with a clothesine and then TNT hitting a vicious RKO on The Rookie Monster that knocks him out cold. The camera then one more time goes through several shots of the stable reeking havoc before a final shot of them is shown standing triumphant in the ring.
R-3 Armada
"Poison" hits and the Entertainment Champion is shown in the ring along with his stablemates FSX, Jearus, and Bre Double T. The Yakuza Knee Strike is shown being executed on one BK London and then it cuts to a camera shot of Latino recieving the Soul Transfer. The Ecuatorial Strangle is now being applied to its helpless victim and then the Diamond Dust is shown driving his opponent into the ground. The first meeting on television of them at EOTR is shown and we fade out anticipating the next nominee.
Senatorial Stable
The entire Senatorial Stable is shown cutting a promo in the ring on numerous occassion while flashes of the member's finishing moves are shown. Hitman of the Gods delivers a Zeus' Anger on BK through a table and the Shotgun can be shown being hit on the former ACW Champion RDK. Numerous opponents are seen tapping to the unforgiving pain from Senator's pattented Victory Locks and the same clip from Armada with FSX delivering the Soul Transfer is shown. Fade out.
Untouchables
The Untouchables are seen pouring out of the back from Emperor of the Ring and then they cut to them getting the three count, and being awarded decisive victories. Davey Marvel can be seen connecting with his Comin' with Everything, Jonny show's impressive strength when he delivers the Jonormous Slam to Kain, and Jake can be seen hitting his high impact backflip leg drop finisher. DD then applies the Fujiwara Amrbar on a helplessed opponent. Finally the Untouchables are shown in one shot, all doing their signature poses before we fade out.
Predator: That's a great set of nominees eh?
Scott: You've got it, now it's time to announce the winners...so..
Just before Scott can finish his sentence the members of the Senatorial Stable begin to rise up to their feet and they begin shaking their hands, congratulating each other. Hunter, still holding his ACW Championship, points toward the stage and the Senatorial Stable begins to pour out the seating area and just as they are about to walk down the aisle.
Scott: And the winners are......THE UNTOUCHABLES!
Flabberghasted is the only word to describe the look of the Senatorial Stable as they watch the Untouchables celebrate and walk down the ramp. The Untouchables pass the Senatorial Stable and Jake Cheng pushes up the jaw of Hunter, before continuing down to the ring.
WeDrag: Woooooooo! We won guys!
As Hunter watches them from the stage he becomes envious and wonders how they managed to upset the Senatorial Stable. Hunter takes action and picks up the wine bottle they were going to use on this occassion and hurls it at the stage. Of course it misses with Hunter's bad aim.
WeDrag: Don't quit your day job Hunter. Tonight marks a night that will live in the minds of you all, tonight...proves that no one can come close to touching...The Untouchables!
The entire stable walks off stage and Hunter continues to look angry as the camera closes up on him but he goes all Flair like on the Cameraman and punches him as we fade Out.
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Post by BK London on Dec 31, 2005 11:21:53 GMT -5
--------------------------- Most Anticipated Superstar for 2006 ---------------------------
The crowd talks amongst themselves, but it ceases when Charlotte King takes the stage.
Charlotte: To present the Most Anticipated Superstar for 2006, the Chinese Phenom, Jake Cheng!
There is some small applause as Jake steps out of the back and up to the podium for a second time.
Jake: Ok, now that I have relieved myself, I think that I’ll be ok standing up here. This award for Most Anticipated Superstar in a very prestigious award, so prestigious, even I am not worthy of it.
Some sarcastic gasps are heard from the crowd, and everyone laughs including Jake.
Jake: The nominees for this category reange from giants to crazy communists to the World Champion himselfs. Your nominees for Most Anticipated Superstar for 2006.
Jake turns around and looks up at the makeshift Alphatron above him.
Hitman of the Gods
Machomania
It doesn’t matter that the whole thing is played out in slow motion; the fans hang on every single second as BK edges closer and closer, and Hitman slowly stands up, and creeps nearer to his opponent. The fans know that something has to give… and as Hitman comes in touching distance of BK, he pulls hard on the chain one last time to try and unbalance his opponent, and then literally throws himself at the turnbuckle. But BK is not fully unbalanced, and as he feels the rush of air as Hitman passes, he too commits everything, and throws himself forward side by side. Cameras flash capturing the pivotal moment; for the fans watching it all happens too fast to make sense of at first, and all they see is Hitman and BK crash into the turnbuckle and then drop to the mat, both stunned. Both lights go off at once, and the referee calls for the bell; he slides out of the ring, and goes to the video replay to see what happened.
The fans watch the alphatron, and the truth is finally known… there is no way to split the two men, and their hands connect at precisely the same moment. The referee checks with the other ringside officials, and then Philip steps forward to announce the result.
Philip: Ladies and Gentlemen, the result has just been confirmed via video playback… this match is declared to be a draw!
Vladimir Rasputin
MachoMania
The two grab each other and the dive off the ladder, attempting to catch the other with a hot shot from the top rope but the both superstars hits the ropes. Both lay out on opposite sides of the ring and the crowd begins to chant "Holy Shit". After about 20 seconds, Vlad begins to stir. El Rey begins to crawl toward the bottom step of the ladder and gets his head up. Vlad then reveals he was playing possum and quickly gets up and walks around the ring. He manages to Greet Rey from Moscow with a curbstomp onto the bottom step of the ladder. El Rey holds his face and rolls in pain. Vlad climbs to the top of the ladder and and grabs the briefcase for the win.
Philip: And the winner of this match, Vladimir Rasputin!
Kudo Yasuda
Seven Deadly Sins 2005
Cernunnos is out of it and doesn't realize he has pinned Predator. Kudo rises back to his feet and he sees Cernunnos and looks at a chance to capitalize. Kudo locks in the Blackout on Cernunnos and Cernunnos is revived, trying to get out of the move. Cernunnos begins to slowly rise up and he slams Kudo into the turnbuckle. Kudo continues to have the hold locked in and Cernunnos now rams him repeatedly into the top turnbuckle. Kudo continues to have the hold locked in and Cernunnos begins to fade away.He drops down to one knee, and then onto his stomach, the referee raises his arm once and it drops down. He raises his massive arm a second time and it drops down. He then raises it one more time and it drops down. The referee signals for the bell and Kudo releases the hold.
Philip: And the winner of this match, and NEW Entertainment Champion, Kudo Yasuda!
Longest Reigning Entertainment Champion in ACW History.
Fade Out
Hunter
Winter Discontent 2005
One hell of a long match
Hunter leaps, and twists around 180 degrees, so that he nails the Alter Event flawlessly. The crowd is so overcome that there is in fact a tiny moment of complete silence before they react, and Hunter lies still listening to them as the referee starts to count.
1…
2…
3…
4…
5…
6…
Hunter slowly gets up. He knows what he will see when he looks down; RDK’s eyes are half-open, and unresponsive to the considerable stimuli all around.
7…
8…
RDK stirs, and registers the general noise, but cannot zero in on the referee’s voice.
9…
It hits RDK and Hunter at the same time; RDK has nothing left to give… and nothing at all to be ashamed of. There is only respect and pride, to temper joy and sadness in equal measure.
10.
The bell rings.
Philip: Here is your winner… and NEW ACW WORLD CHAMPION, HUNTER!!
As the last video package cuts to black and Jake steps up to the podim and opens the envelope reveling the winner.
Jake: And the winner is...Kudo Yasuda
Kudo is already out of his seat and halfway down the ramp, like he didn’t have a doubt in his mind that he was going win. Kudo gets up on stage, takes his award and sets it on the podium. Jake steps to one of the sides of the stage and lets Kudo start his speech
Kudo: Me being up here, on this stage, and now accepting the award for “Most Anticipated Superstar of 2006” proves that there is still some brains left in the ACW organization and the fans worldwide. Why there were even other nominees for this award is beyond me, as it is obvious that Mr. K.O. your Entertainment champion is going to have the biggest impact this upcoming year in all areas of this business. There aren’t enough fingers on your pudgy little hands to count the number of things that I have accomplished in my short stint here in ACW.
The crowd starts to boo and several fans begin counting with their fingers, trying to justify the statement but most don’t even reach the end of their first hand. Kudo notices them with their fingers out.
Kudo: Hey!! Stop that!
The crowd laughs a little bit at the situation.
Kudo: With all that I have accomplished in just 4 and a half short months, every single one of you will be on the edge of your seats awaiting my next move. R-3 is on the rise, the Armada and the KSYPBA connection will be stronger than ever, and the ACW will witness the revolution of light heavyweights and underrated talent that have not yet seen the light past the end of the tunnel that is the independent circuit.
Several cheers start from the crowd.
With my recent excursion during this break where no doubt most of you were stuffing your faces and sleeping in, I was out gaining more knowledge and establishing an improved moveset to further decimate my opponents. You all got candy canes while I gained wisdom, you got presents while I got sore muscles. But if there’s one thing that we have in common, it’s the love of this industry and ACW as a means of bringing it all together.
Cheers begin to take over the arena after the sentimental comment.
Kudo: Anticipation for the master of innovation is at its highest this year, and believe you me, on my word of honor, I will not disappoint.
The crowd begins to appluse as Kudo and Jake walk off of the stage.
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Post by BK London on Dec 31, 2005 11:24:07 GMT -5
--------------------------- Best World Title Reign ---------------------------
Charlotte: In ACW, there have been many heavyweight champions. Some succeeded greatly, and some proved their winning of the prestigious gold to be a flop.
Kevin: Yes, and now here to present the award for best ACW world Heavyweight Champion of 2005 is a man who shall never reach this point of success in his ACW career, Tracy Finn!
The award music hits and Tracy Finn makes his way from the back waving to the fans as he walks over to Charlotte and Kevin and shakes both of their hands then grabs the envelope from Kevin. He then walks over to the podium. Being very shaky and nervous he accidentally trips over himself and falls and hits his head on the podium and the mic catches his words.
Finn: Son of a bitch, I screwed it up already!
He then realizes he can hear it louder, coming out of the speakers and he pops up to the podium.
Finn: Heh…heh sorry about that folks. Well as you all know, I am the breakout superstar of Fallout and being that, I was asked to present this award! Now, the nominees are.
BK London
BK comes forward to meet him again, but now it’s RDK who is on a roll; he seemingly can’t miss with his shots, and BK starts to stagger as dizziness overcomes him. RDK whips BK to the corner, and the dazed Brooklyner has enough ring sense to try and divert himself. He does so, and runs into the ropes…. But in doing this he somehow collides with the referee, sending him out over the top rope to land head first on the outside. RDK runs forward, grabs BK, and signals for the Rockbottom. The crowd goes insane as RDK nails it at 110% power, BK is well out of it – but so’s the referee, and there’s no one to count the pin - or is there?
From the back hurries Chairman Gingerdude; he throws aside his jacket and slides in, directly into a count. 1,2, - BK just kicks in time, thrilling his fans but disappointing RDK’s. With the ref in no state to continue, Ginger stays in the ring as BK and RDK lock up once more. Both men are rapidly tiring now, and a critical hit might swing things either way…… and BK gets it with a second revolver. He drops and pins, and Ginger counts – but again, RDK manages to kick out in the nick of time. With RDK still on the mat, BK jumps up – he shouts angrily at Ginger, accusing him of counting slowly. Ginger strenuously denies this, but the pressure of the match seems to be getting at BK – he slides out of the ring and grabs a folded chair, and Ginger yells at him as BK waves it first at RDK, then at Ginger himself. With the chairman threatening to disqualify BK on the spot, BK finally sees reason and drops the chair in the corner; he returns to RDK, who is just about up on his feet again, and tries for a third revolver – but RDK adds his own momentum to the swing, turns BK over in the air, and makes him take the impact instead. RDK pins, 1…2…thr – no! BK’s shoulder is up, and RDK shakes his head in disbelief. He pulls BK up again and prepares for another Rockbottom, but BK resists, pushes him away and suddenly – diamond cutter! BK drops and rolls RDK up, 1……2…… kickout again! BK screams a torrent of swearwords at Ginger, and has the chair in his hand before anyone realises what’s happening. Ginger grabs on to the chair to protect himself; they struggle,, but BK has greater strength and the crowd screams as he raises the chair, ready to smash it over Ginger’s head. Behind him, RDK is trying to get up and help Ginger; Ginger glares defiantly at BK, who smiles…….
….And then, incredibly, Ginger smiles back. RDK doesn’t stand any chance of evading the chair shot as BK turns around; the crowd yells in amazement as RDK drops to the floor. BK throws the chair aside and runs to the turnbuckle; with the crowd still not quite able to believe it his climbs up, and smirks with huge cockiness before delivering the Brooklyn to London (Cannonball SSP.) BK remains in place for the formality of the pin, and the timekeeper has no choice but to obey Ginger’s order to ring the bell for the end of the match.
Philip: Here is your winner……and NEW ACW World Champion……BK LONDON!
Yoko Satoshi
It’s about 20 seconds before both Yoko and BK start to stir. BK is the first to sit up; seeing that the referee is out of it, he extracts something concealed in the waistband of his tights and a few fans see him pop a small pill into his mouth. BK continues to get up, and Yoko’s not far behind; neither can stand easily, but Yoko summons the strength to throw a punch. BK, however, catches it, smiles, and promptly mists Yoko in the face with a green liquid. Yoko staggers, blinded, and BK snatches up the ACW championship from where it’s been lying and drops it on the mat in the centre of the ring. Yoko can’t defend herself, and the crowd screams blue murder as BK nails the Revolver on to the metal. Yoko is not moving, and as BK glances at the referee the crowd noise gets even angrier…..
From the back comes Craig Lewis, hurriedly pulling on a striped referee’s shirt. The fans go mental; they can’t accept that after everything Yoko’s tried that BK will screw his way to the title again…..
They’re not alone. Craig skids to an urgent halt as someone emerges from the mass of the crowd and stands in his path, arms folded. The two people stare, and the crowd becomes just a little less noisy as they wait to see what will happen. Craig regains his composure, and even smirks a little.
Craig: Heh. The boss said you might try something like this. But you know the deal.
His statement draws no response; a couple of feet away, Alicia keeps her eyes on him, and Craig fingers his collar.
Craig: If you lay even one finger on me or BK, you and your fiancée are both out of a job. So, is it worth it?
Alicia continues to stare; her frustration and anger are evident, but then she lowers her head and steps aside. In the ring, BK can be heard laughing, and Craig puffs himself up as he passes her; but as he does so, Alicia also turns to face the ring, and there’s the softest of “click” sounds.
In his smugness, Craig has no concept of what’s about to happen until AK holds the lighter in front of her, and with superb precision spits a jet of flammable liquid that turns into a burst of flame that engulfs Craig’s back and head. The referee shirt catches light, as does his hair; Craig shrieks as he realizes he’s burning, and BK’s jaw drops as he witnesses the sight of Ginger’s apprentice rushing around the ring, flailing wildly and forgetting totally about the job he’s supposed to do. Alicia does not stay around to watch the results of her trick; she isn’t about to get caught out by Craig running into her, and she nips into the back as Craig disrupts the timekeeper’s corner in his search for relief. He gets it when someone “thoughtfully” throws a large cup of cola over him; still smoking, the extinguished apprentice collapses from shock. BK is at the ropes, trying to salvage something from the situation and yelling at Craig to get up; he shouts for support, but the various events of the night have taken their toll on all of the Corporate Alliance’s reserves. The crowd noise rises again and BK turns to find Yoko and the referee staggering back up. BK and Yoko stare, and then in the same moment charge one another – this is it, the last throw of the dice for both of them. It all happens in a couple of seconds, but many people later claim to have seen events as if they were slowed down; BK’s Yakuza Kick from Hell missing by millimetres, and as he turns Yoko producing an absolutely perfect reproduction of the Revolver on to the ACW Championship which is still lying on the mat….. a video replay of BK’s very own scheme. Yoko pins, and the referee counts, 1…….2………3.
Philip: Here is your winner, and NEW ACW World Champion……Yoko Satoshi!
The Macho Man, RDK
The crowd boos with incredible venom, but DD just laughs and taunts them all; he leaves the rest of the Untouchables on the outside, and rolls back into the ring, selecting the least damaged of the ladders to set up in the centre of the ring. All eyes are on DD as he climbs, aching with every limb movement; the fans don’t want to believe it, but it looks as if sheer force of numbers has won the day. Daredevil is only three or four rungs from the top when a blast of sound hits him; he glances downward, and is shocked to see RDK clawing his way up the other side! The rest of the Untouchables are in confusion below; in their eagerness to witness DD’s moment of triumph, they took their eyes off of RDK for just a moment, allowing him to silently crawl around the ring and enter from the other side. DD has a big head start and clambers to the top of the ladder; he doesn’t waste time, and grabs on to the belt, putting all his weight on the bindings. There is a creaking sound of wires and fixings giving way, and RDK turns a little pale as he hears this… he hauls himself up the last few feet, and jumps upward, clinging on to Daredevil and clipping the ladder with his foot as he goes so that it falls away. The fans scream again; DD shakes as violently as he can, for he has the belt in his grasp and will be victorious even if they both fall; RDK realizes this, and sees that he has just one tiny hope left. He pulls himself upward until he can grasp the wire itself – it cuts into his hands, but RDK ignores the pain. Hanging slightly higher than DD, he kicks at his foe’s head and shoulders; DD takes it, knowing he just has to hang on – but the effort is making him sweat, and making metal and leather slippery. The critical point is reached suddenly; there is a creak and a jerk as a support gives, and the crowd braces for the fall – but the jarring makes DD lose grip with his legs, and all the weight is put on his arms. Friction fails him, and with a cry of disbelief DD slides off of the belt; he plummets to the mat, and as he lands the support system gives up the fight, and RDK and the belt also fall, forcing DD to roll aside to avoid injury. RDK is holding the line just above the belt itself, and so he is easily able to take hold of the title; The referee, seeing it in his hands, waves his arms and the bell rings, sending both the Untouchables and the crowd into a frenzy, though for very different reasons.
The referee stands close to RDK; extra security has appeared quietly from the crowd, both to control any over enthusiastic fans and also to ensure that the lumberjacks don’t attempt to extend their remit. Knowing that this chance is gone, the Untouchables help Daredevil out of the ring… but both Daredevil and his associates know that there will be other shots at gold. They remain defiant as they exit, not heeding the crowd’s jeering, and probably already plotting how to wrest the title out of RDK’s ownership….
RDK notices none of this. His sense of hearing almost seems to be muted, and when he hears Philip’s voice over the sound system, it seems like a dream he’s had so many times before…
Philip: Here is your winner…. And NEW ACW WORLD CHAMPION, THE MACHO MAN, R-D-K!
Hunter
o one in ACW has ever seen anything quite like this; Hunter and RDK have pushed each other further than anyone has gone in the fed’s history, to the point where they are both struggling to feed their bodies and brains with enough oxygen and energy to stay conscious. Emotion, pure and raw, is all that’s keeping them going now; Hunter half walks, half staggers over to RDK and goes for the Shotgun one more time. But now it’s RDK’s brain that goes on autopilot; he reverses the move into a Jabroni Buster, and Hunter is laid out as RDK gets up and weaves his way erratically and slowly toward the corner post…
Hunter lies looking up at the ceiling. He can see many lights, and he wants to let his mind float away into them and give in to exhaustion… but then he sees the ACW banner directly above him.
A number of images race through his head, of his year or so in the federation. The things he’s achieved, and the things he failed at… and suddenly it hits him, clear as a spring day.
There is only the one chance, one opportunity, to make the most of today. There may be other matches, other title shots… but there will only ever be one moment like this.
The human body is an amazing piece of engineering; from somewhere Hunter’s corporeal form finds a stash of energy, and he rolls up on to his feet. As he does this, he pulls something from a concealed pocket, an item that he has forgotten until now – a set of brass knuckles. Hunter dashes across the ring, sliding them on to his fingers, and jumps up – this time he strikes RDK in the back of the head squarely, and RDK’s world becomes violently unstable. Tossing aside the weapon, Hunter moves his head up between RDK’s legs to get him on his shoulders; he climbs to the top turnbuckle, and he can feel it physically vibrating from the sound the fans are making, which has gone beyond that of a mere crowd, however large, to create something more ethereal and affecting. That sound, that moment, seem to freeze so that Hunter can mentally reach out and take hold of them; for that instant, he is master not only of the counter, but of the known universe and everything beyond it….
Hunter leaps, and twists around 180 degrees, so that he nails the Alter Event flawlessly. The crowd is so overcome that there is in fact a tiny moment of complete silence before they react, and Hunter lies still listening to them as the referee starts to count.
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6…
Hunter slowly gets up. He knows what he will see when he looks down; RDK’s eyes are half-open, and unresponsive to the considerable stimuli all around.
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8…
RDK stirs, and registers the general noise, but cannot zero in on the referee’s voice.
9…
It hits RDK and Hunter at the same time; RDK has nothing left to give… and nothing at all to be ashamed of. There is only respect and pride, to temper joy and sadness in equal measure.
10.
The bell rings.
Philip: Here is your winner… and NEW ACW WORLD CHAMPION, HUNTER!!
Finn: Ladies and gentlemen, your ACW World Champ of 2005!
Finn points to the screen as the screen divides into four, showing each nominee in the crowd when Hunter lights up. As the camera is still on the screen you can hear a loud “YES!” from the crowd and somebody removing themselves from a seat when then RDK lights up. You then hear a loud yell of “Son of a bitch! And the camera turns around to reveal Hunter going back to his seat. Just then BK lights up. Everyone is getting confused as Yoko then lights up. All four world champions are lit up and just then Yoko Satoshi gets bigger on the screen, so the other three are now gone.
Finn: Yoko Satoshi! Get on up here!
The crowd starts cheering and clapping as Yoko Satoshi walks down the aisle as you can hear a tiny boo in the crowd and the camera finds that it’s Hunter and Santiago smacks him in the back of the head to shut up as Yoko walks up to the stage.
Finn awards Yoko the trophy and she looks stunned at it. Everything is going fine for Finn until…
Finn: So Yoko…we got Joan Rivers in the back, how bout you go make love to her? Heh heh, heh heh heh, heh…………..heh………..I’ll leave now.
Yoko: Yeah you better, I’m not touching no wrinkly ass lady.
Finn puts his head down and walks off to the back as Yoko waves to the crowd and walks off the other side of the stage.
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