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Post by Jonny Spade on Feb 25, 2006 14:18:16 GMT -5
The man stands in the ring alone, with the five surrounding him not too sure what to think. What they do is all pile into the ring at once, but the man just lets out a small smile. He grabs McMichaelson and whips him into the two Santanas and Cool Flame, taking them down. He then grabs McMichaelson and delivers a huge chokeslam. Cool Flame gets up but his lack of experience gets the better of him, and the huge man just turns, giving him a huge Yakuza kick which nearly takes his head off. Thomas gets back to his feet and clubs the man in the back, but to almost no effect as the man turns around, at the same time letting an arm fly and Thomas gets taken down with the clothesline. There’s just one man left, and it’s El Froggy Mask. Froggy pleads for forgiveness, and not to be assaulted, but the man takes no notice. He grabs Froggy and delivers a huge sickening Powerbomb. He then delivers a second Powerbomb, and then a third, and finally a fourth. The fans are screaming, begging for him to stop his awful inhumane attack. He stops the powerbombs, but then lifts Froggy up and hits a running fireman’s carry cutter.
The crowd sat in stunned shock as the lone, hulking figure that almost single-handedly demolished six men stood mid-ring. The man who had accompanied him to ringside clapped heartily and took his time coming up the ring steps, he asking politely for a microphone from a man at ringside before stepping over the middle rope. He adjusted his deep red dress shirt and removed his glasses before slipping them into his front shirt pocket.
The monstrous man looked over the crowd as they began to talk among themselves, the man with the short hair and relatively well-kempt beard taking a moment before raising his microphone to his lips and speaking.
“Hello, ladies and gentlemen!”
The crowd responded with the beginnings of a boo.
“My name… Is Seth Cowell. I am a man with ambition. A man who enjoys his fair share of prestige. But… I am not a fighting man. I don’t have the drive, the ambition, the sheer unmitigated gall to walk down that ramp and all by myself destroy a half-dozen men that stand in my path.”
He paused, his blue-gray eyes darting over to the seething juggernaut standing tall beside him.
“My associate, here, has no such shortcomings. He is, to be perfectly honest, perfect. Look at him!”
He gestured at the bald and muscled behemoth to his right, and the man did very little but look imposing.
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Post by Jonny Spade on Feb 25, 2006 14:18:56 GMT -5
“Look at the intensity, the power, the speed and alacrity with which he dismantled every man in this ring! He is the perfect physical specimen. This man before you is a Human Holocaust. A walking calamity, a crime against humanity and THE unstoppable force in professional wrestling today.”
Cowell paced the ropes as he spoke, facing the camera and on occasion turning to the crowd to gesture with his hands.
“Yes, you heard right. There is absolutely no stopping this man before you. He will go over and through any man foolish enough to stand in his way… And do you know why? Because he can. It’s as simple as that. There is not a single man in that locker room, in this building, on this continent or crawling over the face of God’s green goodness that could match the brutality and viciousness with which he chooses to systematically decimate his opposition. So bring out your tired, your poor, your huddled masses… Holocaust has no objections. Men, women, children, anyone who stands in his path will quickly find themselves paving the way to his dominance. First over the laughable competition there is to be had on Fallout, then on to the “stars” on Meltdown and Warfare.”
He had to stifle a chuckle as he said the last part, he simply smiling from ear to ear as Holocaust turned in a slow circle to regard every single rather cowed person in the audience.
“Warfare will take on new meaning when this monster that stands before you arrives. This is no mere human being! This is Holocaust! This is a ONE-MAN WORLD WAR. And no one will survive this genocide from coming to fruition. Only the strong survive, as the old proverb goes, and I can personally guarantee that my man here is stronger than anyone in the arena right now.”
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Post by Jonny Spade on Feb 25, 2006 14:19:15 GMT -5
He lowered the mic and looked over to his gargantuan charge, he nodding and then the bald-headed beast nodding back. He picked the reeling El Froggy Mask off the canvas and flipped him up to deliver a thunderous Powerbomb. Another followed, and another, the crowd following each vicious crash against the canvas with an “OH!” After all was said and done he’d power bombed the poor man a half dozen times… He turned ninety degrees and flipped the now-limp opponent onto his shoulder. He started across the ring and released Froggy Mask’s feet, he dropping out from under him and nearly taking his head off with an earth-shaking cutter. Froggy rolled clear out of the ring and landed on the outside as Holocaust regained his footing, he checking his wrist tape as Seth continued.
“I reiterate, ladies and gentlemen. This man is a One-Man World War. This man is the next Junior Champion, and there is a not a force one Earth short of God himself that can stop him. Enjoy the rest of your show.”
He dropped the mic and gestured for his big associate to follow him, he turning to ‘accidentally’ kick a rising Felix Santana in the face before exiting the ring. Holocaust stepped over the top rope and followed after him, but he paused to turn around one more time and stare back down at the ring and the now-stirring occupants before heading to the back.
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Post by Jonny Spade on Feb 25, 2006 14:19:33 GMT -5
Segment: The Trio From Hell (Credit: WeDrag)
With Bloody Valentine just around the corner, everyone in ACW is hoping and expecting to see a five star PPV, with a mouth-watering prospect of a main event. There’s a nice shot of the new arena on the inside, with the fans – arguably the most loyal of Fallout fans – selling out the 5000 arena instead of going to the PPV itself. However we’re rudely interrupted as up at one of the exits/entrances to the concessions stand, the Goodfellas, IF/IO and Royles are brawling furiously. The Goodfellas brawl with Rivera and Ivor Biggin, whilst McGroin fails to take down Rhodes at all. Instead, Rhodes lets out a gorilla roar and lifts McGroin over his head, and hurls him off a balcony through two tables stacked on top of each other. Rhodes then turns to the other lot and lets out another roar.
Rhodes: ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAR!!!
But the next minute he’s on the floor thanks to a con-chair-to by the Goodfellas. The brawl continues with the remaining lot, with Biggin and Rivera forcing to team up against the Goodfellas. The four brawl all the way down the staircase, and into the ringside area. The Goodfellas whip Biggin into the barricades, but Rivera responds with a flying plancha, taking both members out. But immediately there’s a cry for security, and within second Tony Givens is on top of the stage, ordering security guards to take care of all three teams.
Givens: Waste time at my expense? It will never happen!
The security guards in their large numbers take care of the situation, stopping the fights as we fade out.
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Post by Jonny Spade on Feb 25, 2006 14:19:51 GMT -5
Match 4: Wolf vs. Daniel Ness (Credit: Senator)
Starting back on Fallout after the commercials, Daniel Ness is standing in the ring, stretching on the ropes.
Phillip: Announcing first, Daniel Ness!
Shortly after, “Mongolian Wolf Star” plays, and Wolf wastes no time running to the ring.
Phillip: Announcing next, running to the ring, Wolf!
Wolf and Ness immediately enter a stare down, the larger Wolf not intimidating his smaller opponent.
R.J. Fisher: Wolf may be one of the most popular and successful stars here on Fallout, but Ness sure doesn’t seem to care.
Dean Bardo: Daniel Ness is not intimidated by anyone. He has a solid technical and amateur background, but often ignores it in favor of an extremely vicious offence, often utilizing foreign objects and illegal tactics.
The bell rings, and both men immediately go into a collar and elbow tie up position, Wolf easily shoving the smaller Ness back. Ness rolls to his feet, and goes once again for the tie up, but before Wolf can respond likewise, Ness executes a back switch into a rear waistlock, attempting a German suplex. Wolf’s feet leave the ground, but Ness can’t throw his opponent. Wolf goes for a back elbow smash, but Ness ducks it, and amazingly throws his opponent with an overhead belly to belly suplex.
Fisher: Oh my! That was one heck of a move!
Bardo: It’s all about positioning and leverage. That’s all there is to it.
Fisher: Well, you should know, Mr. Suplex, but really, not just anyone can suplex a man the size of Wolf over their head like a sack of potatoes, the way you make it sound, I could do it!
Bardo: Physical conditioning and strength also play a role, Fisher. We’re talking about trained wrestlers, not the general public.
Anyway, back to the action, Wolf manages to snap to his feet immediately after the suplex, and slowly backs Ness into the ropes, hammer throwing him into the opposite ropes. Wolf attempts a big boot on the way back, but Ness ducks it, runs off the ropes again, and comes back with a knee facebuster on Wolf, following up with a front facelock. Wolf, though, manages to lift Ness out of the facelock, and drops him right on his head with a sheer drop Brainbuster!
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Post by Jonny Spade on Feb 25, 2006 14:20:56 GMT -5
Fisher: Simply horrid! He just got dropped on his head!
Bardo: Wolf wants to end this quickly; he should know that his opponent has exceptional stamina with his NCAA background.
Wolf goes for the pin…
…1
…2
…Ness barely kicks out! Wolf tries to lift his opponent off the mat, but is taken down with a quick armdrag. Ness dropkicks Wolf in the back of the head, and locks in a rear chinlock. Wolf is able to break the transitional hold fairly easily, grasping Ness by the throat with both hands, and launches him into the closest turnbuckle, following up quickly with a leaping corner splash. Ness stumbles out of the corner, right into Wolf’s hand. Wolf goes for the Hand of Odin chokeslam, but Ness is able to counter it into a unique Fujiwara style Armbreaker over his knee. Daniel Ness goes for a side headlock, but is countered into a backdrop suplex position, the setup for Wolf’s Fall from Valhalla finisher…but manages to escape by flipping back out of the move…and promptly levels Wolf with a blatant low blow, forcing referee Cliff Mortimer to signal for the bell.
Phillip: Your winner, as result of a disqualification, Wolf!
Ness bails out of the ring, shoving Phillip aside, and taking his chair. Wolf starts to recover in the ring, and turns around right into a brutal leaping chair shot to the forehead. Wolf stumbles, but is not brought down, and Ness fires away again, and again with the chair, denting it nicely, and busting Wolf clearly open.
Bardo: Where’s security…something needs to be done, and I suppose that I have to do it…
Dean Bardo leaves his chair, as Ness unfolds the dented, misshapen chair and places Wolf in a rear facelock, clearly going for the Sheer FinNESS(Inverted Guillotine Crusher) onto the chair, much as he once did to Brian Carnage at a house show, but before he can complete the devastating move, Bardo is able to tackle him off of Wolf. Several security guards arrive on the scene, and haul Ness out of the ring and to the back. Wolf for his part gets up off the mat, bleeding profusely, but there’s no mistaking the clear look of anger and determination in his face and one can only wonder what will happen next with Ness…
Fade Out
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Post by Jonny Spade on Feb 25, 2006 14:21:48 GMT -5
Segment: When a bright idea sparks, you take advantage (Credit: WeDrag)
The segment opens up in the backstage area, but for the third time of the night, it’s a place we would rather not see in Biff’s office. Biff is sitting, with the SSW title over the mantle piece. Biff is wearing some black sunglasses, with his Harley Davidson model in the background, finally complete. It seems as though Biff is prepared to make a speech, ground-breaking or not, we’ll find out now…
Biff: Well dudes and dudettes. We’ve come a long way. From not even having our own title, to having three including my SSW title. But if you don’t include that, then we have two. But I’m not too happy with the names. So instead, the Junior Tag Titles will now be known as the Fallout Tag Titles, and the Junior Title will now be known as the Fallout Openweight Title.
Biff pauses, and looks like he’s about to finish off. But it seems that another idea pops into his head, and so he decides to push his idea.
Biff: But I just had an ingenious plan. In a month’s time, we shall have our first ‘PPV’ of sorts at the Genocide Pre-Show. But at that show, we shall see a battle royale to determine the first ever Fallout TV Champion! Oh Biff you’re a genius!
Biff grins at his idea, rubbing his hands in delight.
Biff: Oh, and whilst you’re still here, let me tell you that next week, live on Fallout, as pushed by ACW Chairman Gingerdude, we shall see the SSW title rematch between myself and Beau James. And that, dudes, is all.
Biff does a ‘clear off’ gesture, and the camera fade out. But with Biff’s sudden ideas, it doesn’t take a genius to realize the potential of Fallout, especially with the introduction of a TV Title in the works for the future.
Fade Out.
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Post by Jonny Spade on Feb 25, 2006 14:22:11 GMT -5
Match 5: ACW Junior Title – Predator vs. ‘Dangerous’ Nick Alger (Credit: WeDrag)
We come back from the backstage area to prepare for the final match, as Predator again puts his title on the line against one of Fallout’s finest.
Philip: Our final match of the night is scheduled for one fall, and is for the ACW Junior Title! Coming first to the ring, from Winnipeg, Manitoba, he is the ACW Junior Champion, Predator!
’I’m too sexy’ hits and Predator walks through the curtains on the Alphatron to a mixed reaction from the fans. Some fans are happy with his happy reuniting with Wolf, but others aren’t so sure, and feel that he may just be playing them all. Regardless, he walks down the ring with the title across his shoulder, and he enters the ring, where he gives a cocky pose before jumping onto two of the four turnbuckles. Once he’s done, he hands his belt to the referee, and he waits for his opponent.
Philip: And from North Carolina, weighing at 255 lbs…’Dangerous’ Nick Alger!
’Eagleheart’ hits the PA system and DNA also gets a very mixed reaction from the fans, with several cheering but several others booing. He comes along with the same two men from last week, carrying towels, water bottles and a spit bucket. DNA menacingly walks towards Predator, who again is reconsidering his decision to join Fallout. DNA enters the ring and goes straight into his corner, where he sits on the bottom turnbuckle. His trainers come in and give him his mouth piece, followed by a wad of water. The two leave as DNA spits it into the bucket, and stands up, ready to fight.
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Post by Jonny Spade on Feb 25, 2006 14:22:27 GMT -5
Bell rings.
DNA stalks Predator round the ring, and the two circle with the psychological advantages clearly going in favour of the MMA man. He sticks a right hand out and Predator slowly catches it, and DNA quickly goes forward and lifts Predator up and hitting a fireman’s carry. As Predator is on the ground DNA grabs him by the throat, attempting to choke him out but referee Mortimer stops the hold before too long. DNA lets go but with force, glaring at the referee as he gets to his feet. He allows Predator to get up at his own pace, but quickly attacks him with a spinning roundhouse kick to the head. It doesn’t knock the champ down, but instead causes him to fall down to one knee, and DNA continues his good start, locking in a Scissored Choke Sleeper. But it’s a rare lapse by DNA, and even he knows not to put in such a move so early, and Predator manages to struggle free. The two look at each other, with the fear brimming in the eyes of Predator as DNA creeps closer. He grapples Predator in a side headlock, and throws him at the ropes. He grabs Predator and hits an overhead belly-to-belly suplex followed by a pinfall, but Predator is able to kick out before three. DNA gets to his feet and lifts Predator up, but Predator pushes DNA’s arm away and finally gets some offense in with a couple of left and right hooks.
DNA looks a little startled as Predator whips him at the ropes, and responds with a swinging Neckbreaker. Predator gets up quickly and tries locking in the sharpshooter, but DNA is able to crawl over to the ropes and avoid the move getting locked in. Predator tries pulling him back into the center of the ring, but DNA keeps a death hold on the ropes and Predator is forced to rethink his tactics. So instead he picks DNA up, and plants him with a perfect vertical suplex. Predator gets to his feet and without taking a break he climbs to the top turnbuckle. DNA slowly gets to his feet and Predator flies off the top rope, planting DNA with a missile dropkick. DNA falls to the ground and Predator makes the cover:
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Post by Jonny Spade on Feb 25, 2006 14:23:09 GMT -5
1……2……kickout by DNA. Predator gets to his feet, looking a little tired already as he lifts DNA up. He whips him at the ropes but DNA tries to hit the Bermuda Triangle. Predator though thinks two moves ahead, and goes to hit a Powerbomb, but instead drops DNA into an avalanche-style falling bulldog. The fans pop for the spot, but both wrestlers are down on the ground, pretty much out of it as Mortimer starts his count. He gets to around five when Predator slides out the ring, forcing Mortimer to start a new count. But Predator gets back into the ring and is on his knees, pondering at what to do next to DNA.
He lifts DNA up and hits a backdrop suplex. He then lifts DNA up again and tries to go for the Predigree, but DNA flips Predator over his head. The fans start to cheer a bit as DNA stumbles forward with the velocity, using the ropes to stop himself. He turns around, almost like a fresh man and goes towards Predator, getting onto the ground and locking in a cross-armbar. Predator starts to cry in pain, and it turns into a scream as DNA cranks up the pain. Predator however inches towards the ropes and manages to grab them before any serious damage can be done. DNA lets go of the arm, and decides to retreat for a break. He gets into his corner and his trainers go to work, taking the mouthpiece out and washing it, whilst the other trainer treats an opening to the left side of the right eye. They clean him up and he gets ready to fight again. He allows Predator to get to his feet, but leaps on him like a wounded animal, hitting an armdrag into a reverse armbar. He lets go of the hold and gets to his feet, ready to finish off the match. He first grabs Predator by the arms and hits the Catalyst – a thunderous double Underhook Piledriver enough to finish a match itself. But DNA knows he needs more than that, and tries to apply the Red Alert Heel Hook. He locks it in fully, and Predator again screams as DNA has the Junior title in his sights.
But then Predator manages to turn around, and with his free foot boot DNA several times in the face. It forces DNA to let go of the hold, and also allows Predator to scramble to the corner to escape. DNA slowly gets to his feet, but charges at predator. However Predator elbows him in the face, and he turns 180 degrees away from Predator. Predator then grins, and locks in the Predator Crossface. He locks it in and pulls the head of DNA right back, causing severe pain to the neck. Predator continues to keep the hold locked in, and DNA is almost set to tap. But he’s never tapped to anyone inside ACW, and isn’t prepared to. He tries rolling to his right and is able to, but it only puts himself into a pinning predicament, with Predator holding down DNA’s shoulders: 1……2……3!
Philip: Here is your winner, and still Junior champion, Predator!
Predator knows nothing about it, but he’s pleased regardless of being able to retain his title. He quickly slips out the ring holding his title, but isn’t sure whether to be happy or be relieved. DNA meanwhile is absolutely livid. He has lost his chance to win the title and it was his own entire fault. He boots water bottles all over the ring, with the referee and Philip dodging clear of any stray water as Fallout comes to a close.
Factions and Alliances are beginning to form on Fallout. But will any of them be able to take a significant step from the rest?
The One-Man World War Holocaust made his debut, and with such force. But will he be able to maintain this force? Will anyone be able to stop him?
Sgt. Pilko once again made a groundbreaking impact on Fallout. But what do Biff and Givens have in store for Pilko and Wolf?
Saturday Night Fallout is here to stay. The most revolutionary show in wrestling? You better pinch yourself, because we aren’t dreaming.
Fade to Black.
End of Show.
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Post by Jack Jefferson on Feb 25, 2006 14:40:49 GMT -5
Good show, I like the way the new fallout is working.
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Post by hunter on Feb 25, 2006 15:10:46 GMT -5
Good show, and I got Move of the Month.
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Post by Karate Master Kudo on Feb 25, 2006 15:22:29 GMT -5
I like the new Fallout as well. And move of the month is always a nice addition.
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Post by scrawn on Feb 25, 2006 16:36:25 GMT -5
Thanks a lot Jonny, you did it really well, so kudos to you.
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Post by Jonny Spade on Feb 25, 2006 18:59:55 GMT -5
Posting is the easy part, I had it done in like 10 mins. kudos to you for writing so much
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