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Post by Yoko Satoshi on May 20, 2006 17:48:58 GMT -5
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Fallout Tag Title Match D-Train(Daunte Thomas/Freight Train McMichaelson) vs. The Southern Smashers(Evan Dixon/Rich Richardson)
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Violet Cyrilla vs. Ken "Shoryuken" Masterson
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Logan Locke vs. "The Irresistable Force" Julio Rivera
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Dangerous Nicholas Alger & Brian Carnage(Team Bruisers) vs. Ben Drinkin & Damien King
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Fallout Openweight Title Tournament: Second Chance Triple Threat Diego "Cool Flame" Santana vs. Sgt. Pilko vs. "The Marxist" Joseph Harpo
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This is a Halberd II Production
Bam! It’s Fallout, the hardest hitting fastest hour on television!
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on May 20, 2006 17:49:54 GMT -5
Segment: I Want Money (Credit: Yoko)
Fade in on a neon orange sign that says Hell’s Kitchen in fancy cursive. The camera cuts to the inside. It is dark, but strobe lights periodically flash the room. Everyone here is vastly unique in their own way, but share one trait; they’re all misfits, purposely pulling themselves out of society in order to fit in with each other. There are S&M freaks, vampires, poser goths, real goths, punks, rich kid punks, psychopaths, and practically every other type of outcast.
But they’re all dancing.
A local band by the name of Beautiful Irony is up on stage playing, and the crowd is moshing to the music. It’s not really hard rock, but more of a classic rock sound with a triphop feel to it. Some say they resemble AC/DC mixed with Portishead. Others say Nirvana mixed with Linkin Park, but those are usually beaten up in a dark alley afterward.
As the song ends, the band steps backstage for a breather. There are five of them. Lead singer Leon Great, drummer Turbo, keyboardist Nitro, electric guitar player Mary Kane, and electric bass player Violet Cyrilla. The very same Violet Cyrilla who happens to be a recent Fallout signee.
Violet begins to head toward the exit when Leon grabs her arm.
Nitro: Where are you going? We got an encore to perform!
Violet: I’m going to be late for my other job.
Mary Kane: That wrestling thing? You’re putting a circus act over the music?
Violet: It’s not like I want to, but it isn’t my fault that you guys made Shoot Me In My Head, Shoot Me Till I’m Dead about twenty minutes longer than it was supposed to be.
Leon: Hey, we got into a serious groove there. And then I forgot how it ended.
Violet: The point is, I really need the extra cash.
Turbo: Well how are we going to do an encore without bass?
Violet: Nitro’s got a keyboard, make up a quick backbeat.
Nitro: You know that no one can mimic your sound.
Violet: Then do a fucking acoustic act, I don’t know! It’s different, they’ll dig it. I have to go!
She grabs her coat and makes her way out of the back exit of Hell’s Kitchen.
End Segment.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on May 20, 2006 17:51:09 GMT -5
Match #1: Fallout Tag Title Match D-Train(Daunte Thomas/Freight Train McMichaelson) vs. The Southern Smashers(Evan Dixon/Rich Richardson)
Daredevil didn't write his match. So this match is experiencing technical difficulties. Third week in a row, DD.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on May 20, 2006 17:51:42 GMT -5
Segment: Interview Time (Credit: Senator)
As the show returns from the break, Gary is seen in the back with a long note card in a backstage room. More significant, is the presence of the Ninja Lord, Skurai, decked out in his traditional ninja gear.
Gary: This is your favorite interviewer here, Gary, and I’m here with an old buddy of mine, Skurai! How’s it goin’ Skurai?
Skurai: I’m doing just fine and dandy. Been travelin’ the world, soaking things in, and of course, fulfilling my secret ninja tasks.
Gary: So the next question on my card…why’d you come back to Fallout?
Skurai: Ah, that’s an easy one, the time was right, the money was right, and the opportunities are there.
Gary: That’s all?
Skurai: Yep.
Gary: Ok, next question…what do you think about your opponents in the tournament?
Skurai: Hey, that’d be telling my strategery, and I don’t do that.
Gary: Sorry, uh…
Skurai: Nah, just kidding you there, Gary, I’ll tell you what I think. Kalb’s strong, but I’m stronger. He’s not got mad ninja skills, after all! Wolf’s stronger, but slower, he may have the power of Thor, but that’ll not be enough against the likes of Skurai! The last guy…I don’t really freakin’ care who wins that match tonight, I can take all three at once if I have to…but it’s better that I don’t.
Gary: So you think you’ll win it all!
Skurai: Of course! You don’t think that I came back just to lose, do you?
Gary: And the last question...what flavor cake WAS that on Warfare?
Skurai: You’re still such a lower class ninja, Gary, it was obviously a vanilla cake with dark chocolate frosting, and nice little sprinkles on top! And it was quite good. Where’s your observation skills gone?
Gary: Aww, now I feel bad…
Skurai: Well, here’s a sucker, Gary.
Gary: All right!
Skurai fades into the darkness, and disappears with grace, especially for a large man. Gary’s left in the room as the screen fades, out, sucking on his Tootsie Roll pop, blissfully unaware that he’s still on screen…
Fade Out
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on May 20, 2006 17:52:09 GMT -5
Match #2: Violet vs Ken “Shoryuken” Masterson (Credit: Yoko)
The camera pans around the arena as Iris Yoon steps into the ring for the next match.
Iris: The following match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from San Diego, California, Ken “Shoryuken” Masterson!
Spybreak! plays as Ken makes his way to the ring, eager to win this match and perhaps one day get a title shot for his martial arts ability.
Iris: And his opponent, from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, Violet Cyrilla!
Paranoia Attack begins to play as Violet emerges from the back, trusty guitar in hand. She’s not quite as eager as Ken, she only wants to get paid. Never the less, she does intend to win.
Bell Rings
They circle for a moment. Ken is unsure how to approach her as she is a girl, and she is unsure how to approach him, period. Ken breaks the circling by throwing a quick jab at her. It catches her by surprise. He doesn’t know if he should follow it up while she checks her face to make sure it isn’t bleeding. While he’s pondering, Violet surprises him by slugging him herself. Unlike Ken, she keeps at it, repeatedly hitting him in the jaw. He fights back with some body kicks, but it doesn’t do a lot to stop her. Finally, the referee comes between them after around the seventh punch. Closed hand punches are not allowed, after all.
Ken makes sure his jaw still works, and then grapples with Violet. She pulls him into a headlock, but only manages it for a second before he belly to back suplexes her. He bridges for the pin.
1! . . . . . Kickout!
It was a fast kick out. They both scurry to their feet. She comes at him, but Ken answers with a roundhouse kick, sending her spinning backwards. She’s dazed for only a bit, though, and comes right back at him.
This time he Flashkicks her.
The crowd pops at Ken’s amazing agility. Violet staggers backward into the turnbuckles, not quite sure where she is. Ken rushes into the corner and begins to hammer in palm strikes, his Hundred Hand Slap, which is perfectly legal in mass numbers in the referee’s eyes. There’s no escape for Violet since she’s corner and dazed, so she does the only thing she can think of. She kicks him between the legs while the referee and everyone else are staring in amazement at the unrelenting palm strikes.
This stops the palm strikes immediately as Ken clutches his groin in pain. Violet sees that his head is completely unguarded and lashes out with a deadly straight KO punch. Ken’s head is rocked and he falls backwards as his legs give out on him. The referee watches him for a moment and notices he’s not getting up, and that Violet isn’t going for a pin. She’s instead choosing to rest in the corner and nurse her wounds. The referee begins to count.
1!
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3!
4!
5!
6!
7!
8!
9!
10!
Bell Rings
Iris: Your winner, by knockout, Violet Cyrilla!
Violet looks around, slightly confused, still apparently not understanding the way wrestling works. Regardless, she raises her hand in victory as her music begins to play, takes her guitar, and leaves. Ken is still not stirring.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on May 20, 2006 17:52:29 GMT -5
Segment: Southern Dishes (Credit: Yoko)
We see Beau James sitting some pots of unknown substances on a table in front of El Froggy Mask.
Beau: You ever eat good southern cooking?
Froggy: Like Meatloaf? Mashed potatoes? Chicken?
Beau: No, like real southern food. My daddy always said a man isn’t a man until he has at least one real meal. So I got to thinking. You’re my best friend, right? You should have a real southern meal. That’s why…
He lifts the lids off of the pots.
Beau: …I had my mom cook some of my favorites and mail it!
Froggy: Mail…food? What food?
Beau: In pot number one, we have good old fashioned soup beans, soaked in corn bread, and mixed with Texas Pete hot sauce.
Froggy: …Through the mail?
Beau: In pot number two, we have lettuce and onions. Their juice and grease makes it kind of like a soup. I always had this when I was sick.
Froggy: How do mail this, Beau?
Beau: And in pot number three, the biggest, we have a big slab of meat. Pork or beef, or something. Beats me what it is. It’s basting in a home made grey gravy filled with freshly made giblets.
Froggy: What is…giblets?
Beau: You shoot a duck, and then you turn its neck, heart, and liver into little bite sized balls. You ready to eat?
Froggy gulps in dismay.
Beau: I can’t wait!
Beau sits down next to him and begins pouring the food into bowls as we fade out.
End Segment.
Disclaimer: These are real foods we eat in the south. ~Yoko
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on May 20, 2006 17:52:47 GMT -5
Match #3: Logan Locke vs. “The Irresistible Force" Julio Rivera (Credit: Latino)
Coming back from the break, "Techno" plays as Logan Locke enters the ring already occupied by Julio Rivera, who is posing for the female contingent in the crowd.
Dean Bardo: As we return back to Fallout tonight, we have two solid up and coming competitors here in the ring already.
R.J. Fisher: Julio Rivera is the younger brother of ACW star Santiago Rivera, and his tag team with Colossus Rhodes is a solid one here on Fallout. Logan Locke is working with us on the ACW/Fallout talent sharing program, and so far, is undefeated.
* Both Locke and Rivera square off as the bell rings *
Logan and Rivera lock up in the middle of the ring as the fans are yelling out. Logan gains the advantage and whips his opponent into the ropes. Rivera bounces off and Logan tries for a clothesline. He misses as Rivera ducks and continues to run past him and bounces for the second time already off the ropes. Logan turns around and his jaw is smacked in the face from a back elbow smash. Logan falls back but rolls on his side and is back up in seconds. Rivera does similar actions as he gets back up and instantly dropkicks Logan in the face. Locke this time does not fall back, but he stumbles a few steps away from Rivera. Julio rolls on the mat from his dropkick and stands up within a few seconds. The fans are already starting to boo him as he looks around with a cocky smirk. He then looks at a few fans close by and yells out a few obscenities in Spanish that are not picked up by the camera. He then gets back in the game and charges towards Logan. He goes for another dropkick but Logan dashes to the side as he leaves Rivera to collide into the ring mat. Logan then looks over at the closest turnbuckle and starts walking over to it. Rivera though starts to get up and Locke quickly runs towards him and knees him in the face. He then grabs him by the head and drives Julio face first into the mat with a strong DDT. After a second, he rolls Rivera over and hooks the leg for the cover. Logan then pins down his shoulders as the Referee slides onto the mat and starts to count. . . . ONE! . . . TW- Rivera kicks out and groans are heard throughout the arena. The groans then shift to boos as even Logan looks at the Referee in disbelief. He then gets on top of Rivera and starts throwing left and rights nailing in the face repeatedly. After a minute nearly passes the Referee forces him to stop the attack. Locke throws his head back on the mat and stands up. The fans are now on their feet and cheering for Logan’s new found aggressiveness. He then walks over to the turnbuckle and climbs up each buckle. He reaches the top and stands up for a few seconds finding his balance. He then jumps off and performs the Sky View flawlessly and slams into Julio Rivera. The technical superstar grabs Rivera by the hair and drags him to this feeet. He then whips him forward and then pulls him back as he whips him in the opposite direction. Then just as Rivera is about to run into the turnbuckle he is pulled back and with that built up momentum is whipped harshly into the turnbuckle that is across the ring. Locke then charges at him and gives him a devastating Rib Cracker that nearly drives him into the corner and through the turnbuckles. He then pulls himself out the corner and raises his arms as the fans are chanting his name over and over again. Locke then runs once again towards the corner and jumps up. He then slams down into Julio and as he bounces away from the ropes, Rivera stumbles from the corner and falls down on the mat face first. Locke runs back to the turnbuckle corner and in one fluid motion climbs up to the top. He then stops for the briefest second and then dives off with a Locke Down. Both bodies collide and as Logan slams into Rivera’s body he hooks the leg once more. The Referee is already on top of things as he’s on the mat in a flash and starts counting. . . . ONE! . . . TWO! . . . THREE!
The bell rings as Logan Locke is announced the winner. Locke raises his arms as the Referee raises his arm in victory. He looks side to side and the fans give him a good pop for being still a new superstar in ACW.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on May 20, 2006 17:53:46 GMT -5
Match #4: Dangerous Nicholas Alger & Brian Carnage(Team Bruisers) vs. Ben Drinkin & Damien King
Jonny didn't write his match on time, either. The mallet of Yoko swings closer to your head.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on May 20, 2006 17:54:13 GMT -5
Match #5: Diego "Cool Flame" Santana vs. Sgt. Pilko vs. "The Marxist" Joseph Harpo Fallout Openweight Title Tournament: Second Chance Triple Threat (Credit: Senator)
R.J. Fisher: Welcome back to Fallout, and our main event here, where one of three men who lost in the first round of the Fallout Openweight Tournament will find a way to make their way back into contention for the fourth spot for the second round, facing off against the on-form Anthony Kalb, the returning Skurai, and the man who the winner of this match will face, Wolf!
Dean Bardo: As you notice, the first two competitors, Diego Santana, and the despicable Harpo are already in the ring, with added security presence around the ringside area, at Harpo’s request. Can’t blame the bug, I wouldn’t mind jumping him myself, and I’m sure many others feel the same…but we’ll leave the violence to the guys in the ring.
Quickly, “I Predict a Riot” plays, as Sgt. Pilko storms the ring.
Iris: Announcing now, running to the ring, Sargeeeee Pilllllllllko!
Santana leaps at him to begin with, but takes a military press over the top rope as the bell rings. Pilko stares the Marxist down, and Harpo spits in his face. Big mistake. An enraged Sgt. Pilko shakes his head, and decks his opponent with a huge haymaker punch. However, Cool Flame by this time, gets up on the outside, leaping into the ring with a diving hurricanrana on Pilko…but only manages to get powerbombed almost through the mat by his opponent. Harpo tries to get up, and as Pilko reaches over to him, he catches him with a low blow, dropping the Ace of the Corporate Club to the mat.
Bardo: Pilko may have gained himself a bit of extra energy with his easy loss to Wolf, but if Harpo’s tactical superiority can overcome it, he was a fool to take that route.
Harpo attacks Pilko with a follow up, hitting a Russian leg sweep, continuing with a choking mounted headbutting assault that referee Jessie Reynolds breaks up. The Marxist sneers at the boos that he receives, kicking Pilko in the ribs. Diego Santana shows little signs of recovery, but that does not deter the Marxist, who notices him, walks over, lifting him up on spaghetti legs, clenching his fist, and then drives it into the base of Santana’s skull with the Icepick, rolling his limp opponent out of the ring.
Fisher: What a brutal, evil man! I can’t believe it, but I’m now cheering for Sgt. Pilko!
The de facto face left in the struggle gets up slowly to his feet, only to be knocked back down with a running shoulder block. Harpo looks up at the crowd, raising a middle finger, and only raising their ire more. As Pilko rises to his feet again, Harpo dashes off the opposite ropes, blasting his opponent in the back of the head with a double axehandle.
Bardo: That’s the Hammer…
The Marxist quickly follows his opponent down to the mat, and locks in a grounded side headlock.
Bardo: And that’s the Sickle, his finisher…
Harpo wrenches back on his opponent’s head, applying maximum pressure, but is unable to get the submission victory when…
Fisher: That’s Jim Rourke heading out of the audience towards the ring! He’s tossing security off left and right!
Rourke is a man on a mission, heading right for the Marxist, who with a yelp, backs off his opponent, looking for an escape route…but security manages to corral Rourke, who willingly backs off with a broad smile on his face. Harpo is confounded by the sudden change of personality, and turns back to the task at hand…only to be caught by Sgt. Pilko, who impressively manages to shoulder his opponent into a fireman carry, points to Rourke, and throws Harpo down with the X-5 fireman carry swinging DDT, covering for the pin…
…1
…2
…3!
Iris: Your winner, Saaaaargennnnnnnnt Pillllllllllllllkooooooooo! Thank goodness!
Pilko stands over his fallen foe, and looks up to the audience, who for the first time in Fallout history, actually cheer the big man. Pilko smirks, exiting the ring, with the knowledge that the Corporate Club’s plan is in motion.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on May 20, 2006 17:54:44 GMT -5
Segment: Rourke is in a Rush (Credit: Rourke)
Six security guards are dragging Jim Rourke into a waiting patrol car. he seemed to be struggling more earlier, and now he has a grin on his face, and only five cops are holding him. the sixth is striding behind the rest, just in case. Gary comes out of nowhere, with a camera man who looks Harassed, but ready to do his job. the shot switches to the camera man's shot, and Rourke is still being led by the cops.
Gary: Mister Rourke: does this have anything to do with Harpo's attack on you last week?
Rourke stops, causing the cops to trip up, giving the audience a sense that he was letting them lead him to the awaiting squad car.
Rourke: ANYTHING? my son, it has EVERYTHING to do with it. I can understand how he may be threatened for his job. this is a one-hour show, and no one is guaranteed job security. but he was not motivated by fear, or even hatred toward me. it was out of pure disrespect
Gary: so, you want revenge because he is an atheist?
Rourke: ... No. I don't care if you pray to my God, your God, none at all, or a sock... like I saw on a Homeless man's sign this afternoon. I am not here to tell you all that my Lord is right and you are wrong. if you respect MY beliefs, I will respect yours. HARPO, on the other hand went out there, and not only beat me down, but he... pardon my french... pissed on my beliefs. that tends me to make me angry, and when I get my revenge... you will know why I was once called "The Three-Hundred Pound Behemoth"
Gary: tend to throw your weight around?
Rourke: Indeed.
the cops finally managed to shove Rourke toward the car, and he allows himself to be led once again, but Gary is not done, and he yells to Rourke's rapidly disappearing back
Gary: WHAT SHOULD I TELL HARPO FOR YOU?
Rourke: (yelling back) TELL HIM I SHALT SMITE HIS ASS!
and with that, he turned the corner and they were gone.
Will Rourke smite Harpo? Who will win the tournament? Is Violet the next big thing?
Tune in next week, same Yoko time, same Yoko channel!
End Show
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Post by BK London on May 20, 2006 18:26:46 GMT -5
They don't call it the fastest hour on television for nothing, damn that was quick.
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Post by hitman on May 20, 2006 19:03:46 GMT -5
Another quick show by our resident Yokoberg. ;D
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Post by hunter on May 21, 2006 6:55:58 GMT -5
6 minutes. Dayum. Great show anyways.
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Post by jimrourke on May 21, 2006 10:33:17 GMT -5
jeez, is the speed at which it is posted the only thing to you people? i read for the content, and besides those two matches, it was very rich. solid show as always, Yoko.
Rourke's Grade: B
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Post by jonnyomega on May 21, 2006 13:46:08 GMT -5
Another great show there from Yoko and the Fallout Crew
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