Fallout May 6th, 2006

[Yoko Satoshi]

Fallout Dark Matches

Gooner vs. ??

Gooner came out and cut a promo on how he was the new interviewer on Fallout, and challenged someone to a curtain-jerker match. Imagine his dismay when Sgt. Pilko walked through the curtain. To say this match was a squash is an understatement. Pilko entered the ring and Gooner threw one punch. That was his offense. Pilko just smirked, then grabbed Gooner by the waist and lifted him into a Military Press Slam. He hit a knee into Gooner’s gut. He lifted Gooner up, threw him into the corner and just pounded on him numerous times. It was unreal, really. Slams, Drivers and Bombs were all hit in all their respective ways, before Pilko rounded it all off, mocking Gooner by hitting him with a simple slap in the face. Gooner obviously wasn’t conscious at this point, and Pilko got the easy 1-2-3.

Winner: Sgt. Pilko


Stan H. Johnson vs. Franchi$e

Franchi$e entered the ring, and then Stan did. Franchi$e stopped the match and tried to rap. Stan hit the Western Lariat, made a cover. 1-2-3.

Winner: Stan H. Johnson


Daniel Ness vs. Dean Bardo

Wow, this was a technical lover’s dream of a match. The match was slow paced at first, but Bardo then suddenly and rather abruptly hit a turning Spinebuster off the ropes. Ness looked surprised, as Bardo stepped up his game, and showed that his experience was something that Ness would have to challenge hard against. The match continued to be one that only few could write word-for-word (hint hint, Senator?), but Ness slowed down the pace of the match by getting Bardo in a headlock. Fans shouted ‘boring’ as Bardo escaped and hit a belly to belly, but Ness got in another headlock and the fans chanted again. This went on for a while, and was a bit of fun before Ness suddenly rolled Bardo up, using his feet on the ropes to steal a 1-2-3.

Winner: Daniel Ness

[Yoko Satoshi]

Fallout Card

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004 vs. Jason Daniels w./Ken Williams

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Dwight's Choice #4
Sylvain "Pay Day Mint vs. Jeremy Wylde

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IF/IO vs. Froggy and Beau

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"The Demolisher" Hugh Daniels vs. Wolf

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Fallout TV Title Ladder Match
Dangerous Nicholas Alger vs. Ben Drinkin

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The show opens with a new logo.

“This is a Halberd II Production”

Welcome to Fallout, the fastest hour on television!

[Yoko Satoshi]

Segment: The Word of Rourke (Credit: Rourke)

The camera fades up to a man wearing an off-white polo shirt. just a hint of the white and off-red collar is visible, and the top of the word “Red Sox” is visible on his shirt. though the weather is warming up, the man’s hair is quite long. combed back behind his ears, but it is still quite wild. his beard is about three inches long, and a bit wiry. this man is Jim Rourke. he is standing in front of a banner that reads “Fallout” and he is holding a microphone. the crowd is faintly heard as Rourke begins to speak.

Rourke: My Name is Jim Rourke. As some of you know, I was a big name in my other Company. By no fault of anyone’s that company folded, and I was out of a job. I spent a little time on the independent circuit until I was contacted by ACW and asked to be a new addition to their roster. I was asked a question. Do I want to be on Warfare and Meltdown or Fallout. Because of my fame, I was given a choice to bypass Fallout, where most new people go before “moving on” in order to make it to the big time. I looked them straight in the eye and said “Fallout”., they asked why, and my answer was simple. I didn’t want to come in a top guy. I wanted to work my way up the ladder like everybody else. And to think I could just come in and set the world on fire is Hubris, which is a sin. When I took a good, honest look at the Fallout Roster, I saw great performers, all of them. But I also saw wolves among the sheep. Liars and Thieves, Cheaters and Blasphemers. All of them are not like this, but enough to cause concern. The majority of these people are pardonable, but others, sadly, are set in their ways. Not only that, they are PROUD of being sinners. Now, I am not here to try to convince anyone to follow me, or even that I am pure, because I am not. I have sinned, but have been forgiven. I have seen the Saving Grace, and with any luck, the Sinners will too. My name is Jim Rourke, and I am the Saving Grace of Fallout.

Rourke finishes speaking, the crowd in cheers. Normally, someone claiming others were Sinners would make him Hated, but Rourke has spoken frankly, not naming any names, but leaving it to the imagination as to who he is talking about. Rourke is covered in a sheen of sweat as the camera fades out.

[Yoko Satoshi]

Match #1: Jason Daniels vs. 004 (Credit: DD)

Iris: This match is scheduled for one fall! Making his way to the ring first, from San Diego, California, weighing at 180 lbs…Double-Oh Four!

Doll-Daga Buzz-Buzz Ziggety Zag hits the PA system and the fans are in a mixture of cheers and jeers as 004 makes his way onto the stage. With his pure white spiked hair, he’s seen by nearly every member in the crowd, as he walks down the ramp and into the ring, where he awaits his opponent.

Iris: And from Detroit, Michigan, being accompanied by his tag partner Ken Williams…weighing at 215 lbs, Jason Daniels!

A generic guitar riff strums around the arena, as the two ‘idiots’ you could say walk down to the ring. They are greeted with a mixture or cheers and boos, some crowd members enjoying their antics whilst others clearly annoyed and/or bored with what they do. The two enter the ring, before Williams exits and this opening match is about to kick off.

Bell rings

Daniels leaps forward at 004, but 004 ducks immediately and plants Daniels with a dropkick. 004 and Daniels both leap quickly into the air and 004 whips Daniels at the ropes, and then hits a fireman’s carry. 004 gets up to his feet rather quickly, whilst Daniels sluggishly follows from beyond. Undeterred, 004 throws Daniels at the ropes again and this time grabs Daniels around the waist. There’s a short pause, before 004 throws Daniels over his head, hitting an overhead belly to belly suplex. The fans are cheering as Daniels slowly gets up, clearly in pain due to his back. 004 tries to hit an armdrag but Daniels grabs hold of the ropes with his opposite arm, denying 004 the chance to hit the move. Daniels then hits a Scoop Slam, followed by some spastic movements. Williams on the outside follows his motions, as Daniels goes for the cover: 1……2…kickout by 004. Williams suddenly stops, looking a little annoyed that Daniels failed to get the win. Regardless, Daniels picks 004 up with a smile on his face. He throws 004 at the ropes, and ducks down but 004 kicks him in the face. 004 then hits the Phoenix DDT out of nowhere and makes the cover. However, Williams climbs onto the apron, trying to distract the referee. However 004 jumps off Daniels, runs up and hits an Enziguri onto Williams! Williams flies off the apron and to the outside, where he appears to be knocked out. 004 smirks as he turns around, but Daniels clubs him in the face with a fist like a hammer. He attempts to go for an AC/DC Driver, but 004 manages to reverse it into a Hurricarana. The two slowly get to their feet, and 004 ducks an intended clothesline before hitting the German Destroyer! He makes the cover: 1……2……3!!!

Iris: Here is your winner…004!

Doll-Daga Buzz-Buzz Ziggety Zag hits the PA system again, and the fans are cheering slightly for the guy as he defies the odds and actually manages to win a match, albeit against possibly the worst members on the roster. 004 slides out the ring immediately, holding his arms up high as we fade out.

[Yoko Satoshi]

Segment: Return to the Big Time (Credit: Senator)

As the scene opens, Gooner is seen in the backstage area close to the entranceway, with microphone in hand.

Gooner: This is Gooner here for Fallout, and I got a Dy-na-mite scoop here for you viewers out there! This is a man who's seen it all and done it all, Sylvain "Pay Day" Mint!

Mint walks onto the scene, wearing his trademark full length $ sign adorned coat.

Sylvain Mint: Is this what things have disintegrated to while I've been gone? How pathetic.

Gooner: Well, ok, I wanted to ask you a question...

Mint: Sure you did, chumpstain.

Gooner: So then, how does it feel to be back here on a ACW affiliated program? You were, after all, the first actual ACW champion in the GFWWE day...

Mint: Who cares? You want to know all that means to me? It means that I get paid that much more on name recognition. That's why I'm here, I'm here to collect my paycheck and take off. That's all it's about for me, I couldn't care less about thrilling the fans, or even about winning the match, as long as I get the money to keep going the way I wanna go, that's all that matters.

Gooner: That's not a good attitude!

Mint: And you're a terrible interviewer, so who cares?

Fade Out

[Yoko Satoshi]

Match #2: "Party Animal" Jeremy Wylde vs. Sylvain "Pay Day" Mint: Dwight's Choice #4 (Credit: Senator)

As the scene shifts to the ring, “Wild Thing” plays over the PA, as Jeremy Wylde is already in the ring, drinking out of his bottle, as usual.

R.J. Fisher: And as we just saw there in the back, one of the competitors here in this match does not care in the least about what happens!

Dean Bardo: I do question why Mr. Dwight wanted Mint for this match, he is nothing spectacular anymore, and has lost a step since his ACW run. There are many other available competitors out there who would have put on an excellent match, such wrestlers as Nick Valentino and KAWADA come to mind as two guys who would have been able to put on a superior effort.

Iris: Announcing first, already in the ring, the Party Animal, Jeremy Wyyyyyyylllllde!

Soon, “Rock and Roll All Night” plays over the PA to some decisive boos.

Iris: Announcing next, he is the first ever ACW World Champion, Sylvain “Pay Day” Miiiiiiiiint!

Wylde hands his bottle down to a ringside official, and the action begins. Mint offers a handshake to his opponent, who looks to the crowd, wary of the intentions. The Party Animal, though, grins broadly as he reaches out to shake...but Sylvain Mint pulls back in the classic Flair manner, slicking his hair back. This doesn't go well with Wylde, who responds with a shove to the chest. Mint is not pleased by the move, and throws a straight knuckle punch in return, sending Wylde bouncing off the mat. Wylde jumps back to his feet, only to be dropped back down with another hard punch.

Bardo: This is exactly what Jeremy Wylde should not be doing in this match, trading strikes, and trying to out-tough his opponent.

Wylde almost seems to have heard Bardo, as he gets up, and snaps his opponent to the mat with a drop toe hold. Wylde rolls into a side headlock, and as he stands up in the hold, attempts a back switch on Mint, who slowly pries Wylde's arms free. Mint, holding his opponent’s arm, turns back into a hammerlock, wrenching Wylde's arm upwards. Wylde tries to turn out of the hold, but Mint has the superior leverage, pushing him forward into the turnbuckle.

Fisher: I hate to say it, but I think that Sylvain Mint is dominating Jeremy Wylde here!

Wylde seems quite annoyed by the move, and turns around, going for a punch, but Mint blocks the strike, twisting his opponent's wrist into a wristlock, forcing him down to the mat. Mint now steps over, and sits down into a seated armbar, applying pressure. Wylde is unable to outright escape, but he's not about to tap, either. Sylvain Mint continues to hold onto his armbar, even as the crowd starts to become restless.

Bardo: This reminds me of an old Beau James match...sit down, hold onto an armbar, keep holding on...move over, lock onto another armbar variation...keep holding on...

A good minute and a half go by as Mint milks his seated armbar for as long as possible, until finally just standing up, keeping a wristlock applied. Wylde, now fully tired of weak rest holds, rolls back, kips up, and springs out of the wristlock, managing to get behind Mint, putting him in a rear facelock, and hitting an inverted twist of fate! Wylde goes for a lazy cover, not hooking the leg...

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...2

...Mint easily kicks out! Wylde stands ready for his opponent to stand back up to his feet, ready to charge in, but is thwarted when Mint decides not to get up, instead rolling out of the ring. Jeremy Wylde practically goes nuts seeing this, as he rebounds off the opposite ropes, running forwards, and hits a blindingly fast shooting star plancha, which wipes both men out on the outside, prompting referee Cliff Mortimer to start the twenty count...

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...5

...6

Wylde starts to stir on the outside, and starts to pull himself up along the guardrail...

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...10

...11

Jeremy Wylde starts to climb into the ring...but Mint manages to hold onto his foot, pulling him back out, knocking Wylde down with a punch, and entering the ring himself, leaving his opponent on the outside, and the count continues...

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...17

...18

Wylde grasps the fabric of the ring apron, hoisting himself to his feet, and barely makes it in before the twenty count! Just as Wylde gets in, Mint lifts him up to his feet, sending him back down with a short arm lariat. Mint is not done there, and runs off the ropes, coming back with an arrogant fist drop to the shoulder of his opponent. Wylde tries to get up, but is taken back down with a side headlock. Mint tries to apply pressure, but this time, Wylde is able to apply a headscissors, which his opponent quickly escapes. Wylde tries to go for a jawbreaker on Mint, but again gets trapped in a side headlock, of the standing variation this time.

Bardo: You have to give it to Sylvain Mint, he has controlled the pace of this match the entire time.

Fisher: Yeah, but I’d like to see Wylde go for some of his impressive offence!

Bardo: Hmm, I think I might just realize why Dwight booked this match…

Fisher: And why, dare I ask, did he do so?

Bardo: Jeremy Wylde is one of the sloppiest, most spastic wrestlers on the roster, and that’s on a good day. Sylvain Mint has no problem slowing a match down, dragging it out, and pacing himself. Perhaps Textbook felt that it’d rub off on the kid a bit.

Fisher: And I hope it doesn’t, since Wylde is one of the most exciting guys to watch in the ring!

Bardo: Fisher, there’s no hope for you, no hope at all…

Meanwhile, Wylde finally is able to back up in the hold, and shove Mint off, where he runs off the opposite ropes, coming back with a hard shoulder block, knocking Wylde down, and dusting off the shoulder that connected, provoking boos. Mint closes in, but this time, Wylde strikes back, shooting out with a front dropkick that staggers his opponent. Wylde runs back, springing off the ropes, and connecting with a moonsault, knocking Mint down into a pinning situation…

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…Wylde stands up, and rushes off the ropes as Mint rises, going for a satellite headscissors, and somehow manages to flip into a seated position on Mint’s shoulders!

Bardo: Well, I’ll be, he actually pulled that move off…

Wylde shouts to the crowd, and spins around into a hurricanrana, completing the Wylde Thing for the first time on Fallout...well, he would have completed it, if Mint had not countered with a powerbomb.

Bardo: I knew it was too good to be true.

Mint drags his opponent over near the ropes, and pats the top turnbuckle, before climbing outside the ropes and up to the top.

Bardo: Looks like Mint’s going for his finisher, the DWB Special.

Fisher: What’s that again?

Bardo: Your usual garden variety diving splash.

Sylvain Mint motions to Wylde from the top rope, pointing down, and then shaking his head, before launching off for the DWB Special, diving down and connecting with a heavy impact for the pin…

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Fisher: Wait, Wylde just rolled over, reversing the pin!

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…3!

Iris: Your winner, the Party Animal, Jeremy Wyyyyyylllde!

Fisher: Woah, Nelly, Jeremy Wylde just pulled off a major upset! He just beat the first ever ACW Champion!

Bardo: He barely did it, and won only on instincts, but an ugly win is a win, nevertheless.

Fisher: I think that this could perhaps be a sign of things to come for this bright young competitor, the sky’s the limit…wait…

As Wylde celebrates in the ring, he neglects to see a very ticked off Sylvain Mint behind him. Mint clubs Wylde in the back of the head, places him in a pumphandle clutch, lifts him up over his shoulder, and sits down, spiking Wylde into the mat with the dreaded Magnum Driver!

Fisher: What a sore loser! I thought that it didn’t matter to Mint whether he wins or loses!

Sylvain Mint motions for the microphone…

Mint: You thought that was the last you’d see of me! Well, think again, you pathetic cretins! There’s always a Pay Day to be made, and I’ll be sure to take what’s mine when I feel like it! I got the connections, and…I got paid!

Mint throws down the microphone, and rolls out of the ring, leaving further questions to be asked for the future.

Fade Out

[Yoko Satoshi]

Segment: Making it official (Credit: Jonny Spade)

The scene opens up with Gary standing in the garage of the Fallout building which gets him a little pop for being him. He starts to pick his nose, which then gets a “eww” from the crowd in attendance and after taking his finger out of his nose and admiring the stuff on his finger he gets a little whisper from the man behind the camera.

Camera Man: Psst…Gary your on tv.

Gary: What?

Camera Man: YOUR ON NOW!

Gary: OH RIGHT!

Gary then puts the “buried treasure” that he found back in his nose and then proceeds to start talking although the treasure was hanging out of the hole and stuck just enough to not fall down.

Gary: Good evening Fallout Fans in attendance I am here waiting for Jonny Spade and Damien King to get into the arena.

Then as if on cue a red GT-Mustang convertible rolls into the garage and behind the wheel is Damien with a nice pair of sun glasses and in the passenger seat is Jonny Spade also sporting a nice pair of sun glasses and right away these two get a big pop from the crowd and Gary, along with the camera man, walk up to the two of them and once in audible distance Jonny is first heard speaking.

Jonny: …Damien, there is no way I am letting you drive with me in the car anymore you driving is just as bad as Gaaa…..

Jonny turns to see Gary standing there with the mic in his hand.

Jonny: aaaARY! HEY!

Gary: HEY!

Jonny: Whats up?

Gary: Well um… uh…

He looks over to the camera man and whispers…

Gary: What are they doing here?

Camera man sighs.

Camera: Why not ASK why they are here…douchbag.

Gary nods and turns to Jonny again who has started to walk away with Damien into the building. He then runs and catches up to them.

Gary: So why are you here…douchbag?

Luckly for Gary, Jonny didn’t hear that last part of the question.

Jonny: We are here to speak with Biff about a possible contract for my bud Damien.

Damien: Oh Gary, you have something in your nose, rub your nose like this.

Damien does the motion of rubbing under his nose with his pointer finger. And Gary does the same.

Gary: Oh I knew about this little fella, I put that there.

Damien gives a little disgusted look and then turns his head to the front and continues to walk along.

Just before Gary has a chance to ask another question Jonny says to him…

Jonny: Well Gary it was nice talking to you…

Gary: Likewise.

Jonny: But we need to talk to Biff now.

Gary: Okay.

Both men knock and then walk into the office and Biff along with Craig stop talking and look up at the two new arrivals.

Biff: Welcome both of you. Jonny its been awhile.

Biff extends his hand out to shake it and Jonny takes it and shakes it.

Jonny: Likewise.

Biff: Well then sit, sit.

Both men sit down.

Biff: Can I get you two anything? Craig! Get these two men a drink!

Damien: No were fine thanks.

Jonny: Speak for yourself. You got Coke? Er…can of Coke I mean…

Biff chuckles, a little product placement doesn’t hurt anyone once in a while does it?

Craig: Of course.

Craig then turns around and reaches into a mini fridge and pulls out a can and passes it to Jonny. He opens it and drinks it.

Jonny: Ahh, that’s some good stuff. So Biff what you got to offer to Damien?

Biff: Well glad you ask Jonny. Well Damien I am gonna be blunt with you, while working for Ginger, you weren’t getting the opportunity that you damn well deserved. I have seen your work that you have done in the Indy scene and it was great stuff. And I was greatly impressed.

Damien: Well than--

Biff: Well Damien before you stroke your ego to no return, let me be blunt with you again. The competition that is on Warefare and Meltdown are how you say…more intense than you can handle. And Jonny I’m sure can agree with me…

Jonny nods.

…So that is why I am offering you this contract.

Biff slides the contract papers infront of Damien.

Biff: So you can show your true colours here on Fallout. And go back to your roots as if you were still in the Indy scene. Jonny you are free to help out Damien with training once again and you are able to use our facilities as you please.

Jonny nods to Biff and Damien slides to the edge of his seat and reaches for the pen beside the contract. He holds the pen in his hand and glances through the pages of the contract and then looks up to Jonny and then Biff and then to Craig who is eating a moonpie. He mouths the word “what?” which causes bits and pieces of the cake to fall out of his mouth and then looks back to Biff and then Jonny and then signs the paper with a grin on his face.

Biff then stands up and sticks a hand out to Damien and Damien likewise stands up and they both shake hands and Jonny then shakes hands with Biff. Also the crowd in attendance cheers for the newest member of the Fallout roster.

Biff: You definitely made the right choice Damien and let me be the first to say… “Welcome to Fallout!” And to show a token of my appreciation…I have a room setup for your likings its room 321. It has all the things that you both enjoy.

Jonny and Damien both look at each other smiling wide and then rush out the door…or at least attempt to since they both get stuck in the doorway but once free they rush down the hallway and Biff then smiles and goes back to the paper work.

Biff: And so it beings…

End Scene.

[Yoko Satoshi]

Match #3: IF/IO vs El Froggy Mask and Beau James (Credit: Yoko)

A mighty cheer is given for Iris Yoon as she steps into the ring to begin the next match.

Iris: The next match is a tag team match scheduled for one fall! Introducing first…The Immovable Object, Colossus Rhodes, and The Irresistible Force, Julio Rivera!

No theme music as they make their way to the ring. Possibly because they can’t agree on a theme, or possibly because they don’t see the point in one. They’re booed as they enter the ring.

Iris: And their opponents, El Froggy Mask and Beau James!

The heavy bluegrass beginning of Rocky Top begins to play, but quickly turns into the horns of the fast paced Green Hornet as the two show up to an abundance of cheers. They quickly enter the ring, ready to start this one off.

Colossus is starting the match for his team, so Froggy wisely retreats to the corner and lets Beau James start.

Bell Rings

Colossus is…really big. That’s what keeps going through Beau’s mind as they approach each other. Beau considers himself sort of big, but Colossus has a foot of height and 100 pounds over him. They go in for a grapple. Beau ducks under his grapple right before they connect and walks away from him as the crowd laughs. He has a word with someone in the front row, yelling something along the lines of “I wasn’t ready,” and then turns back toward Colossus, telling him he’s ready now. They go for a grapple…and Beau ducks under it again, to more laughter.

Colossus isn’t laughing though. He angrily grabs Beau by the shoulder and spins him around to ask him what’s going on. He receives a lightning fast finger in the eye(Blink and you’ll miss it, which the referee happened to do) for his curiosity. Beau runs back into the ropes and comes back, plowing into Colossus with a shoulder block while he’s tending to his eye. Colossus steps back a few steps but isn’t close to going down. Beau knew he wouldn’t and immediately repeats the shoulder block. Colossus stumbles backward toward the ropes but still doesn’t go down. Beau’s body is moving faster than his mind, as he’s already attempting a third shoulder block before he realizes what a bad move it was. Colossus reaches out with both hands and stops Beau by grabbing him by the throat with a choke hold.

Beau thinks about kicking him with a low blow since the referee is busy trying to break the blatant choke, but he finds himself powered down onto his knees before he can do it. Things are beginning to go blurry, but then he feels the choke being released. Julio is begging for Colossus to tag him in, and he complies. Colossus seizes the still woozy Beau James and lifts him up, then forces him down with a heavy atomic drop. Still holding him, he hooks his arm underneath him and scoop slams Beau. Colossus then goes to his corner as Julio prepares for takeoff. Julio jumps onto the ropes as he enters, and leg drops Beau. He quickly goes for a pin.

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Julio is displeased with this and drives his forearm into Beau’s stomach, knocking the wind out of him, and covers him again.

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He yells in frustration as Beau kicks out again. He then looks at the top rope, and at the downed Beau, and gets an idea. He goes for the top rope. Meanwhile, Beau is too dazed to pull himself to his corner. But rolling, that’s the idea of a man who thinks outside the box! He rolls over to his corner and tags in Froggy before Julio gets up top, and he aborts his plan as he sees Froggy jumping in.

He rushes at Froggy, but Froggy performs an excellent dropkick, flooring him. Julio bounces back up, only to be downed by a second dropkick. He bounces up again, and this time, is nailed with Shining Green for the pin.

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Well, it would have been a kickout, but Colossus stopped it with a kick regardless. He drives his elbow into Froggy’s head a couple of heads and then lifts him up off of Julio. He grabs Froggy by the throat and lifts him into the air to hit him with the Colossus Press, but Froggy forces his legs up between Colossus and himself, breaking the hold before he could be slammed. He runs back toward the ropes and comes back with a flying shoulder block that staggers Colossus backwards, but not much. He moves in on Froggy before he’s back up, and pulls him into a bearhug.

But he didn’t see Beau tag Froggy as he hit the ropes, and his back is turned. Beau enters and advances toward Julio, who doesn’t quite know what’s going on, and hits Julio with a very hard Kingsport Clothesline. He pins. The referee gives up trying to force Colossus out of the ring and goes to count.

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Bell Rings

Green Hornet plays but fades into Rocky Top’s bluegrass rhythm as Colossus drops Froggy, unsure of what happened but knowing it wasn’t good.

Iris: Your winners, by pinfall, Beau James and El Froggy Mask!

Beau and Froggy roll out of the ring as Colossus tends to Julio and the show goes to commercial.

[Yoko Satoshi]

Segment: From the Hospital (Credit: Senator)

As the show returns, the camera shot opens up in a hospital room, where Mark "the Axe" Miller is recovering, laying in a bed. On either side of the bed, the bandaged up pair of Stan H. Johnston and the Everyman stand, looking somewhat worse for wear, with a huge bandage on Johnston's head, and Everyman's arm in a sling.

Stan Johnston: Well, here we are, from the hospital room of my buddy here, the Axe Man! P-Dogg, Mutants, you just found out what happens when you tangle with Fallout! We proved here that we're willin' to go step by step with anyone, at their own game, and have no problem gettin' the best of them! You step on our turf, and try to run with the herd, don't be suprised if you get trampled!

Everyman: We just laid our lives on the line. Stan here got the best of things, and he's still bandaged up as a mummy. I don't feel all that great myself, but hey, that comes with the business. A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do, and we stepped up to the plate.

Johnston: Yeah, and the Axe Man, raise your hand buddy and wave to the folks out there!

Miller feebly lifts his arm, and waves to the crowd.

Johnston: That man right there was willing to pay the price multiple times, and has earned his respect around here, far as I'm concerned! You want to tangle with us here on Fallout, we're more than willing to tangle back! Nobody's gonna' come 'round here and bully any of my buddy's here on Fallout if I have a say! And you know, that goes for you too, Biff! You want to play the numbers games, and constantly push your hired thugs to the top at the expense of more deserving folks 'round here, you're gonna have a little problem. You think you can just do whatever you want around here, well, don't be taken off guard if you find yourselves on a collission course with this here Western Lariat, straight out of Texas, pardner!

Everyman: We're not afraid to take anyone on on, anywhere they want a fight, we'll be ready! It's about time someone stepped up and said what has to be said around here, and to do what had to be done. We took care of those thugs from the PEWA, and we'll take care of anyone else who's out of line around here. And don't think that we're the only three who're willing to do so...

Fade Out

[Yoko Satoshi]

Match #4: Wolf Vs “The Demolisher” Hugh Daniels (Credit: Rose)

The show returns with Wolf and Hugh Daniels already in the ring, though the match hasn’t started yet. We simply have cut the entrances.

Bell Rings

World and Daniels stare down for a few seconds, measuring one another up. Wolf holds out his hands, almost as if he’s challenging Daniels too some sort of archaic test of strength. The two quickly engage in a Greco-Roman knuckle lock and start to jockey for position. After a few seconds, Daniels starts to gain momentum and he even manages to bring the much vaunted Wolf down to one knee. Wolf yells out and tries his best to reverse the momentum of the hold. Thankfully he isn’t alone, because the crowd starts to come behind him with encouraging yells and claps. With the millions of Wolfaholics around the world behind him, Wolf starts to gain momentum back against Daniels. In fact, it’s almost as if Wolf gains some sort of mysterious power from the fan’s cheers. In seconds, the roles of the two wrestlers become almost completely reversed. Now it’s Daniels who is on the receiving end of a punishing knuckle lock. With submission being his only other option, Daniels escapes out of the hold as quick as possible and gets a safe distance away from the empowered Wolf.

Wolf plays to the crowd for a few seconds as Daniels tries to get his head together in order to formulate a game plan. Wolf isn’t one to wait around, as he quickly motions for Daniels to “bring it on.” Daniels obliges and the two quickly engage into a collar to elbow tie-up. Much like the Greco-Roman knuckle lock from earlier, the men quickly turn this into a admirable, if not slightly barbaric, test of strength. As the two bulls lock horns, it appears increasingly obvious that Wolf still controls the momentum of the match. Every time Daniels makes any kind of progress in their struggle, Wolf gains it back and then some. When Wolf finally backs Daniels all the way back into the near corner, Daniels suddenly explodes, breaks the tie-up, and hits Wolf square in the jaw with a stiff right hand. Wolf takes this as an indication that the pace of the match is about to pick up, and quickly responds in kind. The two men exchange blows, and then Daniels finally takes control of the match by Irish Whipping his opponent and then the two begin something that hasn’t been seen in wrestling in a long time: the crisscross.

When they completely miss one another for a few seconds, and finally they meet in the center of the ring with simultaneous shoulder tackles. Neither man gives way, so they both back up and charge forward again like two male rams during mating season. When these two Titans collide, yet again, neither man gives an inch. They rebound one more time, but this time Daniels changes his plans at the last second and scoops Wolf up for a might bearhug. Daniels squeezes with all his might and slowly, but surely, the life starts to seep out of Wolf. After a few seconds of being crushed in Daniels’ massive arms, Wolf begins to go limp. The referee becomes worried and lifts Wolf’s arm up once…it falls. The Wolfaholics start to chant his name over and over as The referee lifts his arm up a second time…it falls. Finally, as the moment of truth draws near, the referee lifts Wolf’s arm up a third and final time…it fall—wait! At the last possible second, Wolf proves that there’s some life in him! He powers up and clubs Daniels’ head over and over again. Daniels is slow to let go, but finally the pain becomes too much and he releases Wolf from the hold.

Wolf immediately grabs Daniels by the throat, in what appears to be an attempt at the Hand of Odin, but Daniels quickly escapes by hammering Wolf’s arm. Still, this doesn’t deter Wolf who, showing his agility, whips Daniels into the corner and gives him a big splash. As Daniels staggers out of the corner, his fate is sealed. Wolf doesn’t miss his chance to hit the Fall from Valhalla. The crowd cheers loudly as Wolf makes the cover for the 1………2…….3.

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Iris: Here is your winner by pinfall… Wooooooooooolf!

Wolf celebrates in the ring by posing to the crowd and also by showboating to the quickly enthralled Iris Yoon. While all this celebrating is going on, Daniels slithers to the back, where he must be kicking himself in the head over this loss.

[Yoko Satoshi]

Match #5: DNA vs Ben Drinkin, Fallout Television Title, Ladder Match (Credit: DD)

The main event is prepared, as the TV title hangs high over the Fallout ring as Iris steps into the ring for the final time.

Iris: The following contest is a ladder match, and is for the Fallout Television Title! Coming first to the ring, weighing at an astonishing 255 lbs, being accompanied to the ring by Angelo Goldmill and Mickey Dundee, ‘Dangerous’ Nick Alger!

"Eagleheart" by Stratovarius hits and the fans are largely in boos as ‘Dangerous’ Nick Alger makes his way out onto the stage. He his a smug look on his face, like Samoa Joe would as he walks down the ramp, slowly looking at the TV title that hangs high in the air. He walks down, ignoring the jeers as his two trainers go alongside him and aid him into the ring. They then sit him down in a corner and prepare training him as Iris announces his opponent.

Iris: And from Newfoundland, Canada, weighing at 264 lbs…he’s the Fallout Television champion, Ben Drinkin!

"Street Fighting Man" by Motley Crue hits the arena and Ben Drinkin drives out onto the stage in a vehicle similar to the General Lee from the Dukes of Hazzard. He exits the vehicle and high-fives some fans on the way down to the ring. He slides into the ring and gets on the second turnbuckle, posing for the fans. He jumps down, but DNA is standing right in front of him, with only Mortimer halting anything from happening. DNA smirks as his trainers exit the ring, and this match starting with a sole ladder standing on the outside of the ring.

Bell Rings

DNA and Drinkin separate, and go to their respective corners. They then walk out, stalking each other for a short while before locking up into a front grapple hold. Drinkin tries his hardest to gain the upper hand, but DNA resists for long enough, and eventually shrugs Drinkin off. Drinkin smirks, but turns his back at DNA which is his first crucial mistake. DNA pounces on him like a wounded animal. He grabs him by the neck and forces him down onto two outstretched knees, which force Drinkin to fly over and land on his front, clearly in substantial pain. DNA quickly jumps to his feet and has a small grin on his face. He lifts Drinkin to his feet, and whips the TV champion at the ropes. DNA tries to hit a striking knee but Drinkin ducks to the floor before any contact is made. He then leaps quickly to his feet and hits DNA with a fireman’s carry. He follows that up with a headlock, but DNA quickly manages to escape. Both men get to their feet, and lock up again. DNA again gets the upper hand, throwing Drinkin into the corner where he proceeds to hit him with a number of leg kicks to the chest and stomach area. He stops after about seven, allowing Drinkin to drop to the floor before sliding out the ring. He goes to grab the ladder, and there’s a large pop as he fixes it up, and places it into the ring.

He enters the ring with Drinkin about to get to his feet, and DNA picks up the ladder sideways. He runs at Drinkin, throwing the ladder into Drinkin’s face and knocking him back to the floor. Drinkin appears to be knocked out already, and there’s a large boo as DNA begins to climb the ladder. But he doesn’t get very far, as Drinkin grabs hold of the foot of the ladder, and proceeds to wobble it. DNA is about halfway up the ladder, when he loses balance and falls. Fortunately for him, however, he lands on his feet. He turns around and Drinkin is up to his knees, but pushes the ladder forward and it cracks DNA on the top of the head. DNA then falls to the floor and Drinkin smirks as he gets to his feet. He salutes to the crowd, and they salute back as he picks DNA up. He hooks him around the head, and hits a vertical suplex onto the ladder, and there’s a very large crack. He then lifts DNA up again and attempts to rehit the move, but DNA reverse it into a Snap Suplex, not onto the ladder. DNA gets to his feet and lifts Drinkin up, and he throws Drinkin into the corner, beginning to choke him with his forearm. The referee forces him off, but DNA just smirks as he forces his fist into Drinkin’s neck before removing it instantly. Drinkin falls into a seated position, and DNA has the match sealed it appears.

He grabs the ladder, and sets it up across Drinkin’s body, so Drinkin is seated slacking over the ladder. DNA walks a step back, before running forward an sliding hard, with the ladder going into Drinkin’s chest. Drinkin splutters out, and the fans are jeering again as DNA grabs the ladder, and sets it up right below the title belt. He tries to climb the ladder, but obviously he isn’t one for heights, and he seems a little nervous as he takes a careful step at a time. This gives Drinkin the time to realize what’s going on, and immediately the passion and need for the TV title hits him. He leaps out from his seated position, and jumps up, hitting the AOK off the ladder! The fans go crazy, utterly ballistic as both men are on the floor, and they start a ‘Drinkin’ chant. Then, Drinkin gives the rock sign ( \m/ ) and gets to his feet. He leaves the ring, going under the apron and brings out a small crate of beers! The fans cheer again as he grabs a match, but the referee steals the matchbox before he can strike. The fans boo as Drinkin Glares at the referee, but suddenly DNA interferes with a cheap low blow. Drinkin falls down to his knees, and the arena is in uproar as DNA picks Drinkin up, and hits a Double Underhook Piledriver. He then pays attention to the ladder again, and slowly but surely tries to climb the ladder, with the TV title just inches away from his grasp.

But once again, Drinkin fights back. With his final ounce of energy, he leaps up and pushes the ladder forward. The ladder sails to the floor, and DNA ends up on the outside of the ring. The ladder also takes down the referee, who was right behind the ladder. The ladder is perched over the ropes, and the fans begin to cheer loudly as Drinkin gets to his feet. He sets up the ladder in the center of the ring, right below the TV title. He starts to climb the ladder, but it’s slow and sluggish, due to his weight and that he’s been badly beaten up so far in the match. He’s about a third of the way there, when a cramp of some sort affects him in the stomach area. He winces, and the fans hold their breath, but he continues and they appear ok. But they fail to notice DNA, who is on his feet now on the outside. He oddly climbs the turnbuckle at a much faster pace than Drinkin, but Drinkin has made the top of the ladder. Suddenly, DNA leaps off the ladder, grabbing Drinkin with his legs across his opponent’s neck…

Bardo: Bermuda Triangle!

Fisher: Now folks if something excites Bardo, you know it’s gotta be good.

The Bermuda Triangle is firmly locked in, and Drinkin is fast appearing to fade out. However DNA then unlocks the hold, and picks up the ladder that fell. But Drinkin’s legs are wrapped around the ladder, and he refuses to budge, despite seemingly being in an unconscious state. DNA has no option but to lift up Drinkin. He does so, and the ladder becomes free. He sets the ladder up and slowly begins to climb, but forgets about Drinkin. As DNA is about halfway up, Drinkin wakes up, and the fans cheer loudly. He leaps forward and climbs the ladder much quicker than DNA, getting to the top first. At the top, the two then start exchanging punches. DNA throws a punch, and then a second punch, and a third. Drinkin nearly falls, but suddenly he ducks the ‘finishing punch’, throwing DNA off the ladder with a huge haymaker! The arena is deafening as Drinkin climbs fully up the ladder, and takes the TV title! He drops, but there’s no bell, and there’s much confusion. The referee is nearly awake, and DNA uses his initiative. He grabs the belt off Drinkin, much to his confusion, and slides out the ring. The first thing the referee sees is DNA with the belt and so rings the bell as DNA champion!

Iris: Here is your winner…and NEW TV Champion, ‘Dangerous’ Nick Alger!

Her voice can almost not be heard with the amount of boos and jeers that can be heard in all corners of the arena. DNA however is on the ramp, mockingly crying and on his knees with the belt, as Drinkin slams the mat, clearly annoyed. He then starts shoving the referee away, arguing but to no avail. The show then ends with DNA and Drinkin staring down. The battles may have been huge and bloody, but the war is most definitely not over.

Fade to Black.

End of Show.

[Santiago Rivera]

Well that was....quick

NEW TV CHAMPEEN!

[The Senator]

Well, they call it the Fastest Hour on Television for a reason...

And DNAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!! Finally, DNA gets a belt!

[Jake]

You guys might want to stop using Frnachi$e.....he is dead.

[The Senator]

No, he's not.