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Post by Lass Sarin on Sept 17, 2006 16:51:05 GMT -5
The fans are just settling in, milling about and chatting amicably with each other. The camera crew, sound techies, and other invaluable stage hands busy about, rushing to complete their tasks before the first dark matches start.
While nearly everyone in the arena is distracted, a tiny head pokes out from behind the entrance curtain, immediately recognizable as Sarin Rossi. Word spreads fast around the arena, and soon the fans erupt in a chorus of cheers. Sarin grins shyly, unused to the Fallout scene, before tapping an ear-to-mouth microphone popularized by Madonna.
Sarin: Um, hello, everybody. I just want to let you all know that, I'll be directing Fallout tonight from behind the scenes. Teeheehee. Oh, and um...USA! USA! USA!
All too soon, the entire stadium is chanting "USA! USA!" for no particular reason. Giggling, Sarin slides back out of view, eager to get the show on the road.
((Poor Yoko has fallen ill. Sarin to the rescue! <3))
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Post by Lass Sarin on Sept 17, 2006 16:51:22 GMT -5
Dark Matches
Match #1: The Lost Boys vs. the Royles In what had to be by and away the best pre-show match, the on-form Lost Boys and the Royles fought a very heated contest, with neither team able to make much headway at any point. The Royles used their simple brawling style and cheap shots managing to keep the pace of the match from getting too fast, but the Lost Boys once again looked sharp as a pin, using multiple double teams, regardless. Uriel and Memnoch were able to hit a Greetings From Megiddo T-Gimmick slam on Ivor Biggin near the end, but were unable to make the cover, as Pat McGroin broke things up with a steel chair, forcing the disqualification. The Royles then proceeded to blast Memnoch with a Cardiff Crunch sandwich penalty kick, before Uriel cleared the ring.
Both teams are slated to send a member to the big single participant battle royale next week to determine three of the teams in the tag team battle royale at the supershow.
Match #2: Dr. Trace Gibson vs. Gary An utterly bizarre debut match for Gibson. Gary attempted various basic moves near the start, but had them all countered into fingerlocks, and tapped about five minutes in to a mounted chickenwing fingervice. Gibson looked very tactical here, but it is yet to be seen how he will handle more competent opponents.
Match #3: Stan H. Johnston and Beau James vs. the Drinkin Bros The Drinkin Bros looked a bit rusty here in their first outing in a long time. Afternoon lumbered around the ring, throwing both Beau and Johnston around, but was forced to tag out rather early, after absorbing a sandwich lariat from his opponents. Ben looked to be in good shape, even getting a two count on Johnston with an A-Ok. He was not, however, able to kick out of a Kingsport Clothesline later on. Perhaps as notable as the match itself was one of the guests watching it at ringside, none other than Outlaw Jack Connor, who seemed to be paying close attention to Stan Johnston.
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Post by Lass Sarin on Sept 17, 2006 16:51:47 GMT -5
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Match #1: Tonya Montana vs. Mocha Rosport
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Match #2: Fallout Television Title Damien King vs. "Corporate Idol" Jeffery Janson
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Match #3: Lilly Rouge vs. Jessie Hall
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Match #4: Universal Domination Series OLYMPIA vs. Edgemaster
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Match #5 Daniel Ness Trial Series: Daniel Ness vs. Spider
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Match #6 Skurai/Everyman/Mark "The Axe" Miller vs. Sylvain Mint/Eddie the Wire/Tony the Rod
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This is a Halberd II Production…
ZOMG ZOMG, Sarin Night Fallout?!
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Post by Lass Sarin on Sept 17, 2006 16:52:11 GMT -5
Segment: Opening Hype (Credit: Senator)
As the show opens up, it’s clear that things are not as they usually are, as Biff Taylor is seen standing in the “skybox”(or what counts for one in the J.P.H. Fallout Gymnasium), alongside a somewhat elderly man in a very nice suit.
Biff: Hey dudes and dudettes! Last week was so freakin’ awesome that the big guy himself, Julius P. Hightower decided to come see this show in person!
Hightower: Yes I did, Chairman Taylor. When I set out to purchase Saturday Night Fallout from ACW, I never had a clue that it would go on to defeat an Alpha Championship Wrestling programs in the ratings, not even a year later! All those affiliated with Fallout should be very proud of themselves. And as such, I will reward you by increasing your funding, so that you may continue to be a qualified success.
Biff: Yeah, and with those funds, the first thing I’m gonna do is somethin’ I was aiming to do for a long time, something that needed to have been done since forever! For several months, our Openweight Champion has not appeared on every show, since he’s not been a part of the company, officially. That’s no good, and our champion needs to be featured prominently here! Well, now he will, since I have now just officially signed Skurai to a straight up Fallout contract!
Hightower: Fallout is the most entertaining brand today in wrestling, every week, it provides the most exciting action in the world. However, what we need, what we need here is a big event for people to anticipate.
Biff: And in three weeks, Endsong will take place! All titles on the line! Daniel Ness will fight Skurai! There will be a four team battle royale for the tag titles! Adrienne Frost will defend her title! And since the fans demanded it, OLYMPIA will get a rematch with the Real Deal, Damien King!
Hightower: Chairman Biff, far be it from me to interfere in your side of the business, but what could have possibly possessed you in naming the show by that name?
Biff: Ah, yeah, I was inspired from some classic literature…
Hightower: I’m frankly not familiar with the term, you get it from Shakespeare, Homer, Shelley, Byron?
Biff: Nah, someone else, more recent than those geezers…so anyway, tonight, for the big battle royale, we’re going to have a special main event, with the Goodfellas facing an impressive team out of the Dwight Gym, in six man tag competition, the winning team gets a guaranteed spot in the title match at Endsong!
Hightower: Six man tag? Perhaps in my old age, my mental acuity has slipped just a bit, but didn’t you just name only four people?
Biff: Sure did, sir! But the thing is, since Skurai needed a match, I decided to put him with the Everyman, and Mark Miller, while the Goodfellas requested that they have a teammate from the Corporate Club who could handle their style, so I sent the first ACW Champion, Sylvain “Pay Day” Mint to aid them in the match! It’ll be two former ACW champions, teaming along with two potential tag champs in what is sure to be a huge main event!
Hightower: And since this is the Fastest Hour on Television, we’ll get to the matches!
Biff: But I wasn’t done yet!
Hightower: Son, as you know, we listen to the fans around here, and the fans want action, so we’re going to give them what they want! So let’s get this show on the road!
Fade Out
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Post by Lass Sarin on Sept 17, 2006 16:53:13 GMT -5
Match: Tonya Montana vs. Maura “Mocha” Rosport (Credit: Kudo)
Iris: This opening Fallout match is a women’s match scheduled for one fall! Introducing first from East Lansing Michigan, weighing in at 185 pounds, Tonya “Tigress” Montana!
Tonya comes out and her physical stature alone is enough to garner a mixed reaction from the Fallout crowd, who doesn’t know whether to be amazed or threatened by her.
Iris: And her opponent, from Los Angeles California, weighing in at 140 pounds…Maura “Mocha” Rosport!
The half British, half African wrestler makes her way out to the ring now to the tune of “Bossy” by Kelis as the fans boo and chant negatively at her. She stands toe to toe with Tonya in the middle of the ring as Iris heads out and the referee starts the match.
*Ding Ding Ding*
RJ Fisher: What a size difference we have here Dean. Dean Bardo: What a size difference we have here Dean indeed. But look at this!
Mocha stares straight into the eyes of her opponent and she raises up one arm, with her fingers extended outwards. The crowd “oohs” as the much bigger Tonya smiles and accepts, interlocking her fingers with Mocha’s.
Dean Bardo: Going for a test of strength, determined to make an immediate impact with these fans.
The two jockey for position for some time, but it turns out Tonya had just been humoring Maura, and once she tires of playing, she launches Mocha straight back onto the mat. Tonya holds her grip on one of Maura’s hands still and uses it to pull her back to her feet. Tonya lifts Mocha up onto her shoulder and drops back down with a big body slam. Tonya goes for a quick cover before the minute mark on the match, and predictably so, Maura kicks out after a quick 2.
RJ Fisher: It’s gonna take more than that to win this match.
Mocha tries to get back onto her feet on her own power, but her head is still ringing from the early blows she took, and Tonya doesn’t hesitate to continue the beat down. She lets loose some forceful slaps to Maura’s face and then sets her up and drops her down with a vertical suplex. Not satisfied yet, Tonya lifts Maura back up and holds her up again for a vertical suplex, only she stalls in the air for a full unofficial 10 count by the fans before dropping Mocha again. Tonya grabs Mocha’s head and hits a headbutt, sending Mocha back onto the turnbuckles, barely holding herself up.
Dean Bardo: Mocha’s getting manhandled here, she needs to do something and quick.
Tonya measures Maura up on the corner and runs in for a big corner spear, but Mocha does in fact gain a second wind and rolls out of the way, sending Tonya shoulder first into the steel post.
RJ Fisher: Speak of the devil!
The boos mount from the crowd as Mocha continues her comeback, hitting a standing dropkick and sending Tonya into the post again. Mocha turns Tonya around and hits a chain of European uppercuts and then takes her down with a running high knee strike. The majority of the fans are booing but they are also quite amazed at Mocha being able to take the more massive and muscular woman down. Instead of going for a pin, Mocha sets herself up on the second rope and waits for Tonya to get up and turn around. Once she does, Mocha launches forward with a diving European uppercut, but Tonya catches her in midair and converts her momentum into a big side belly to belly suplex!
RJ Fisher: Wow, what a counter!
Tonya can feel the energy now and she picks Maura up as well. Tonya grabs Mocha and positions her in a bear hug and begins to squeeze. Maura’s body stiffens as the move is applied and she fights and fights, maneuvering her body in any way she can to hinder the clutch of Tonya. It ends up working, as the hold is loosened, but Tonya merely drives Mocha’s back into the turnbuckles, once, twice, and after a final third time, Tonya lifts Mocha up in transition and sets up her head, dropping it onto the mat with the Tigress Buster! (Standing bearhug into brainbuster) Tonya follows up with a cover, and the referee is not interrupted this time around, getting the full 3 count.
Iris: The winner of this match, Tonya “Tigress” Montana!
*Ding Ding Ding*
Dean Bardo: That was a monstrous display of power there by Tonya. No doubt deserving of her Tigress name, first played with Maura like her prey but then showed how fierce she could get at the end there.
The ref raises Tonya’s arm into the air and the fans cheer at her quick work.
-Fade Out-
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Post by Lass Sarin on Sept 17, 2006 16:53:40 GMT -5
Segment: Confrontation! (Credit: Senator)
As Tonya Montana heads back to her locker room after beating Mocha Rosport, she runs into none other than the investigative journalist of Fallout, Rich Marlowe.
Marlowe: Investigative Journalist, Rich Marlowe here, with Tonya “Tigress” Montana directly following her match…
Tonya: Hey, who said I wanted to talk to you?
Marlowe: The fans want to hear, when do you plan to challenge for the Fallout Womens’…
??: Tigress not queen of Fallout!
Suddenly, from behind, Ten-Ka, the Jungle Queen, dressed in her gorilla suit(minus the head), strides up, staring Tonya in the face.
Tonya: Who the hell are you, some sort of a freak?
Ten-Ka: Who you call freak? You the freak!
Tonya promptly smacks Ten-Ka in the face, which results in a mirrored reaction, and the two begin trading punches in the hallway. Ten-Ka kicks Tonya in the midsection, and throws her head first into the wall. Tonya, though, merely shakes her head, before shooting on Ten-Ka, raining down right hands, with the Jungle Queen rolling back over into a top mount, and backfisting her new rival in the face…as security finally runs to the scene, but even then, Ten-Ka drops one guard with a backfist strike, throwing another guard to the side, before finally being overwhelmed by sheer numbers.
Marlowe: This is Rich Marlowe, and you saw it here first, back to you, R.J, Dean!
Fade Out
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Post by Lass Sarin on Sept 17, 2006 16:54:46 GMT -5
Damien King vs. Corporate Idol Jeffery Janson (Credit: Jonny Spade)
Iris is in the ring and the two competitors for this next match are there next to her.
Iris: Standing next to me on my right, he weighs in at 215 pounds and is from Hollywood California, representing the Corporate Club… "Corporate Idol" Jeffery Janson!!!
Jeffery struts to a turnbuckle and climbs it and poses on it to a round of boos from the fans. He just smirks and hops down and walks back to where he was standing earlier.
Iris: And his opponent standing on my left, he comes from Toronto Canada he weighs in at 220 pounds and it’s the Fallout TV Champion….Damien King!!!
The fans then start to cheer as Damien raises his title over his head and the crowd pops more for him. Iris in the meantime she exits the ring and after Damien gives the title to the ref of the match, the ref rings the bell for the match to begin.
*bell rings*
Both men look at each other and wait for someone to make the first move to the other person. Neither man has to wait because Jeff decides to take the lead of this dance, and starts to charge at the champ; Damien thinks fast and quickly side steps out of the way and does a drop toe hold in the process to send Jeffery down to the mat hard. Damien then stands up and in the process picks up Janson by the head and stands behind him. He drapes the left arm of Janson over his neck and starts to lift him up but Jeffery starts to fight it off with punches to the stomach of Damien and Damien returns the favour with a few punches of his own to the stomach. Then quickly out of nowhere Damien swings over to the front of Janson and pulls off a belly to belly side suplex sending him crashing back down to the mat once again. Then in one swift motion he goes for the pin and the ref makes the count.
1… …. 2… …. THR--- Kickout!!
Jeffery gets his shoulder up which continues the match up. Damien gets up and then bends over once again to stand up Jeffery. Janson, knowing where his is in the ring grabs hold of King’s tights and pulls him down so that his neck meets up with the ropes. Damien bounces off the ropes and falls back onto the mat and holds his neck while Janson now takes his time into getting up to his feet.
Janson gets to his feet and struts over to Damien and starts to pick him up by his head. Just as he begins to lift him Damien rolls him over and gets him in a small package, the ref rushes over and starts to count once he gets into position.
ONE… … TWO… … Janson kicks out but a fraction to late as the ref’s hand is able to hit the mat in time.
Iris: Here is your winner of the match and still FALLOUT TV CHAMPION!.....DAMIEN!!!
Bodies by Drowning Pool starts to play on the PA and Damien quickly rolls out of the ring and makes his way back up the rampway as the ref raises his hand and also hands him his title back. Janson is super pissed and bangs the mat in frustration.
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Post by Lass Sarin on Sept 17, 2006 16:55:22 GMT -5
Segment: What’s in a Name (Credit: MASAKI)
The camera opens in a locker room area, where part-time lawyer and part-time wrestler Jessie Hall sits at her computer desk, sweating by the truckload as she tries to write up a piece for her job. Despite the fact that her match is scheduled shortly, it’s the last thing on her mind as she suffers a momentary writer’s block.
Jessie: No….NO…this won’t do…Agh…
She turns around on her chair and we notice the grey skirt and top, signifying that she’s still in her day job’s uniform. But an idea pops into her head, shown by her more relaxed expression, and she turns back around to the computer continuing to type. But a chewing sound can be heard in the background, and slowly, Jessie slows down her typing, before turning around.
Alexis: Whatchy’all doin?
Jessie looks far from impressed as she sees Alexis Bijoux resting on the wall, arms folded and chewing in an impolite manner, arms folded.
Jessie: Alexis, what do you think you are doing in my locker room?
Alexis: Watchin’ ya type.
She chews a lot louder, perhaps unintentionally, but regardless it still ticks Jessie off.
Jessie: And what is that you’re chewing…
She appears disgusted
Jessie: Is that tobacco chew?
Alexis: Yup. You got a problem with that?
Jessie: Well, yes I do! It’s unhygienic and a disgusting horrible habit to take up.
Alexis: It’s not done me no harm.
She smiles as she gets the tobacco into a ball, spitting it, much to Jessie’s horror. The spit twangs off the bin, but Jessie still looks mortified.
Jessie: That’s absolutely disgusting! How can you just do that?!
Alexis snorts, as she stands upright.
Alexis: I dunno, but I just did. You gonna do something about it, city girl?
The vein on Jessie’s head is increasing in size, but she tries to keep a cool head, breathing heavily.
Jessie: Look…Alexis, I am very busy, and I have a match to prepare for shortly. So can you just please leave my locker room, and we can settle this like proper adults later. Is that ok?
Alexis smiles again.
Alexis: Fine by me, city girl.
Alexis smirks as she exits the room. Jessie sighs as she hears the door click shut, looking at her bin with a horrified look as the camera fades out.
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Post by Lass Sarin on Sept 17, 2006 16:55:47 GMT -5
Segment: Not Booked?! (Credit: Jack Jefferson)
The scene opens in the Fallout carpark where a Chrysler 300C is being parked up. The black vehicle, with tinted windows so you cannot see inside, is gleaming, clearly the owner visited the Wash ‘n’ Wax on their way to tonight’s show. The door opens and out steps none other than Jack Jefferson. He is wearing a white shirt, open at the collar and coupled with a black, Armani jacket, without shoulder pads. His black trousers look freshly pressed and his Italian shoes are gleaming.
He swaggers to the back of the car and pops open the boot, retrieving a gym back which he slings over his shoulder, wearing a large grin on his face. He then makes his way to the backstage entrance, nodding to the security guards who man the doors. As he steps through the door a backstage worker scurries past but Jefferson stops him, firmly placing a hand in his shoulder.
Jefferson: Hey, you. Which poor sap am I facing, I mean beating tonight?
The worker gulps as he looks down at his sheet, clearly he thinks Jefferson will be unhappy with his opponent for the evening.
Jefferson (growing impatient): Well?
Worker: Well, erm, Mr Jefferson sir, I don’t really know how to tell you this but, erm…you’re not scheduled to wrestle tonight.
Jefferson: WHAT?! You better be fucking kidding me!
He snatches the workers notes, tossing the worker aside as he does so and frantically leafs through them; his expression growing dark as he reaches the end without seeing his name.
Jefferson (to himself): Right…
Jefferson then storms off, leaving the worker crumpled in a heap. The cameras follow Jefferson as he makes his way to the ring, swatting a backstage worker, who attempts to halt his progress by yelling “but…a match is scheduled to start”, out of his way.
Jefferson: Fuck the schedule!
Jefferson grabs a backstage worker, who appears to be operating the entrance music, and pins him up against the wall.
Jefferson: You play my music now! Right now!
He lets go of the worker, who scrambles to his desk and begins frantically pressing buttons as Jack continues his progress.
Meanwhile, in the ring, Iris Yoon is just climbing into the ring, waving to the cheering Fallout fans before she announces the first contest of the evening. She raises the mic to her lips but stops as she is interrupted by ‘The Next Episode’ by Dr Dre. Jefferson storms through the curtains as a select few fans boo him, most simply look confused. Jefferson reaches the ring quickly, not taking his time to mock the fans as he usually would, and rolls rapidly in. He rises to his feet and snatches the mic from a stunned Iris Yoon’s hand.
Jefferson: Get out of my ring you talentless whore! Get out…NOW!
Iris, who is in shock doesn’t move from her spot, unsure what she’s supposed to in such a situation. Jefferson glares furiously at her.
Jefferson: If you don’t get the fuck out of my ring I’m gonna bitch-slap your surgically whitened teeth right down your throat! One…Two…
Iris wastes no time in diving out of the ring, knowing that Jefferson isn’t bluffing.
Jefferson: Right, good. Now, I’m out here to talk to someone in specific.
He stares directly at Camera #2, giving the viewers at home the view that he’s talking to them.
Jefferson: I’m here to talk to you Biff Taylor, you weak-hearted, incompetent son-of-a-BITCH!
The crowd gasp, shocked by the hate in Jack’s voice, the venom gleaming in his eyes.
Jefferson: For the past three weeks I’ve put on great matches against awful opponents and more important than that. I had my arm raised each and every week! Hell last week live right here on Fallout I beat two guys who have been tagging together for years, in a Handicap Match!!
Yet, if we look at tonight’s scheduled matches.
He rifles through the notes before tossing them out of the ring.
Jefferson: I’m nowhere to be seen! Jeffery Janson is in a title match, I’m better than him! And Sylvain Mint is in the Main Event, guess what? I’m better than him too!!
The crowd now start hurling insults at Jefferson, but one seems to register with him above all the others as he spins furiously round to face the author of the insult.
Jefferson: What the fuck did you just say to me?!
The majority of the crowd falls silent, all eyes turning to a tall, skinny guy wearing a cowboy hat, situated in the front row.
Jefferson: What the fuck did you just have the damn stupidity to say to me?!
The man yells a retort back at Jefferson, which the camera fails to pick up, and finishes it off by sticking his middle finger up. Jefferson’s eyes open wide, a fire blazing inside them, as he climbs hurriedly out of the ring and gets eyeball to eyeball with the fan, yelling unheard abuse of his own at him for a second before pausing. Jefferson turns away and begins to walk back to the ring but all of a sudden spins back around and throws the mic directly in the face of the fan, sending his hat flying and forcing him to try to back away.
Jefferson, however, takes a hold of him and drags him over the guard rail and tosses him into the ring. Jefferson follows him in, yelling a torrent of insults at him as he hurls him into the corner. Jefferson returns the one-fingered salute to the fan before charging and hitting him with a Running Leg Lariat in the corner. The fan slumps to the mat, almost unconscious but Jefferson drags him back to his feet and lifts him onto the turnbuckle, so he is lay on his side across it. Jefferson climbs to the second rope and picks the fan up before promptly hitting him with the Fallaway Moonsault. The crowd gasp as the fan’s back is driven into the canvas and Jefferson athletically leaps to his feet, rolling back out of the ring to retrieve his mic.
Jefferson: Anyone else want a go, huh?!
A hush falls on the arena, no-one wanting to suffer the same fate as the fan unconscious mid-ring.
Jefferson: Yeah, I thought not!
Once again, Jack glares directly at the camera, talking to Biff once more.
Jefferson: What you just witnessed, Biff, is nothing compared to what I’ll do to your sorry arse next week on Fallout if I have no match. Bear this incident in mind whenever you think of not booking me and know this…deciding to keep me down would be the last decision you ever made!
On this note Jack drops his mic and proceeds to storm up the ramp. EMTs pass him, on their way to the ring to attend to the fan.
Fade to Black.
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Post by Lass Sarin on Sept 17, 2006 16:56:33 GMT -5
Match: Jessie Hall vs Lilly (Credit: Rose) Iris: Ladies and Gentleman… This match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first… From Cardiff, Wales! Please welcome… Jessie Haaaaaaaaaaaaaall!
“Bossy” hits on the sound system, and Jessie comes out to a mostly positive reaction from the Fallout crowd. She smiles and surveys the audience for just a second. Then, she begins her march down to the ring. She slaps the outstretched hands of various fans as she closes in on the ring. Then, she slides under the bottom rope to take her corner. Once there, she anxiously awaits the arrival of her opponent.
RJ Fisher: It’s time for some more fast paced action in Fallout’s Womens Division!
Dean Bardo: This match is very interesting. Both women are in dire need of a win, and I’d have to say Ms. Hall comes into the match with a definite advantage. She just has a great deal more experience against high end opponents.
Iris: And next…from… Ahhh, even cares? It’s just everybody’s favorite slut….Lilly.
Fisher: Now that was uncalled for!
Bardo: Ms. Yoon and Ms. Rouge have a history as rivals. Putting all that aside… I’m surprised at Ms. Yoon. She’s normally ore professional than this.
“Karma Chameleon” hits after what sounds like a microphone being thrown full force against the mat. In despite of the not-at-all strange introduction, Lilly comes out to a massive pop from the Fallout fans. Sakina comes out behind her to a nice pop herself. Lilly looks very angry for a split second, no doubt the result of Iris’ “unique” announcing, but she quickly puts a smile on when she realizes just how nice of an ovation she’s getting. She doesn’t bask in her glory long, and quickly begins to make her way to the ring. Sakina’s just behind her, and she has a bright smile on her face. From the way she has her eyes glued on her young protégé’s behind…it looks like that Lilly’s attire is starting to grow on her. This unique little moment is completely lost on the fans. They’re too busy looking at Lilly themselves, and clap loudly as she gets into the ring to await the start of the match.
Bardo: Well, that doesn’t seem to have hampered Ms. Rouge’s spirits very much. She looks to be in fantastic shape and in good spirits. I hope that Ms. Khalida’s trained her well.
Fisher: Speaking of Sakina… I hope we get to see her in a Fallout ring sometime soon!
Bell Rings[/i]
A dual “Lets Go Lilly!/Lets Go Jessie!” starts up as Lilly and Jessie face off in the center of the ring. Jessie tests the rookies speed by circling around her, and she’s pleasantly surprised by the fact that Lilly can keep up with her. She’s not so pleasantly surprised when Lilly dives forward, grabs a firm hold onto her ankle, and quickly brings her to the mat with a fireman’s carry. Jessie rolls clear upon impact and quickly scrambles back to her feet. A little embarrassed that Lilly got the better of her so quickly; Jessie rushes forward in hopes of overpowering her petite opponent. In her rage, she runs right into a crisp armdrag courtesy of a very focuses Lilly Rouge. She gets to her feet one more time, but she’s quickly taken down when a beautiful dropkick catches her just above her chin. Lilly quickly makes hooks the leg and makes the cover as the crowd pops huge for her early effort.
One!
Two!
KICKOUT!
Bardo: Ms. Rouge is very impressive thus far. However, showing off a few impressive moves won’t win her the match. Lets see if she can capitalize on the early advantage.
Fisher: In ACW…she was a joke. Now Lilly Rouge has finally arrived!
Sakina: I agree. She has finally arrived. Isn’t she doing marvelous?
Bardo: We’re being joined now at ringside by Ms. Rouge’s trainer Sakina Khalida. Ms. Khalida, what do you think Ms. Rouge has to do to be successful in this match?
Sakina: I think she’s already been successful. She’s proven in a short time that she’s going to turn out to be an able competitor even if she loses this match. If she wins it, then it’s merely icing on the cake.
Jessie kicks out just short of a three count and she quickly rolls through the bottom rope to the outside. The crowd boos what they view as an act of cowardice, and Lilly looks a little confused. Her confusion is short-lived. She quickly dashes towards Jessie, dives through the middle rope, and connects with a beautiful flying crossbody block. An audible “Lilly!” chant starts to appear, but it quickly fades when the fans realize that the impact took a lot out of both women. On the inside of the ring, the Referee begins to customary 10-count.
One!
Two!
Jessie, surprisingly, is the first one to stir. She crawls towards the security rail and starts to use it to pull herself up to her feet. As she does this, Lilly begins to stir as well, but she doesn’t start to make any forward momentum.
Three!
Four!
Five!
Jessie gets to her feet, and has the presence of mind to stomp Lilly a few times before sliding into the ring. This takes Lilly’s progress back a little bit, but it also gives her the fire she needs to continue to move forward. She begins her crawl to the ring apron as quick as she can.
Six!
Seven!
At the count of 7, Lilly climbs to her feet and slides back into the ring; effectively breaking the count. She’s meet by Jessie, who’s early greets her with a few boots and an elbow drop.
Bardo: Lilly took a big risk, and it doesn’t look like it paid off. How do you think she should have went about that scenario, Ms. Khalida.
Sakina: Well, she should have waited until her opponent was softened up a litt—
Fisher: I can do my partner one better. In fact, I’ve got a much better question. A question the fans actually care about. Is there any truth to the rumor that you’re going to sign yourself and Lilly with our competition during their next Pay-Per-View?
Sakina: No comment.
Jessie lifts Lilly up to her feet and quickly brings her back down with a snap vertical suplex. She quickly makes a lackadaisical crossbody cover as the Referee counts:
One!
Two!
KICKOUT!
Lilly makes a firm kick out at the last second and this elicits a loud pop from the crowd, as well as a yell of “Two!” The fact that she didn’t put Lilly away visibly frustrates Jessie. Not to be denied, She makes another quick cover. This time, she’s careful to hook the leg and it looks like that might be just enough to put Lilly away. The Referee quickly counts:
One!
Two!
KICKOUT!
Lilly isn’t able to kick out this time, and she narrowly gets her shoulder up to an impressive pop from the crowd and another very audible “Two!” Again, to a collective groan from the crowd, Jessie tries to pin Lilly. She hooks both legs and presses all of her weight on Lilly’s shoulders. The referee counts again:
One!
Two!
THR- NO!
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Post by Lass Sarin on Sept 17, 2006 16:56:51 GMT -5
Lilly gets her hand on the nearby bottom rope and this makes the normally calm Jessie Hall completely lose her cool for a second. She gets up, and in a rather impassioned speech, explains to the referee just why he was wrong not to count to three. Knowing her background, it’s not much of a stretch to think that she might succeed in changing his mind This garners her a few boos from the crowd, and it more importantly gives Lilly the time she needs to get back to her feet. Lilly, showing that she knows when to take an opening, chop blocks Jessie’s left leg right out from under her.
Bardo: I don’t think Ms. Rouge would have known what to do with an opening like that a few months ago. She’s starting to think like a wrestler.
Fisher: I can’t really make out what style she’s going for here. We’ve seen her be aerial for most of the match, and now it looks like she may try to work Jessie’s leg.
Sakina: I’m interested as well. She doesn’t know very many submission holds, so I wonder if she’s going to try to work Jessie’s leg. I don’t think it’d be a mistake if she does so, but she probably shouldn’t deviate from what she knows best.
Lilly does indeed make an attempt to work Jessie’s leg. She slams it down to the mat three consecutive times and then she “helps” Jessie up to her feet. The surprising thing about Lilly is the fact that she’s strong; deceptively strong. She lifts Jessie up with ease and manhandles her into the ropes. Jessie rebounds and is caught completely off guard as Lilly rolls her into a half crab. As she locks in the move, it’s a rather noticeable homage to Sakina. Lilly makes the rookie mistake of locking it in right where she shouldn’t have. Jessie doesn’t even have to reach out far before she gets her hand on the bottom rope. The referee quickly forces Lilly to break the hold before any damage whatsoever is done.
Sakina: As pleased as I am…it probably wasn’t the time or the place for her to go for that move.
Bardo: It was a nicely executed maneuver, but Ms. Rouge’s lack of experience made it useless.
Fisher: Lilly’s lack of experience? I think the thing that both of you are missing is the fact that Jessie knows exactly where he’s positioned at all times. She’s the real story of this match!
Lilly waits for Jessie to get to her feet, and she makes sure that she gets some distance away before she does. Jessie gets to her feet in time to see Lilly running towards her. Lilly jumps up in the air, wraps her legs around Jessie’s neck, and then she’s violently driven back to the mat! Jessie immediately powerbombs her petite opponent right down into the mat with all the force that she can muster. Jessie positions herself so that the move goes right into the pin, and the Referee counts:
One!
Two!
KICKOUT!
By the grace of God, Sakina manages to kick out seconds before the three count. The crowd has been moved to a frenzy by the violence of the powerbomb and Lilly’s stoout resolve.
Bardo: That was a rather violent reversal of Ms. Rouge’s hurricanrana attempt. This can certainly be seen as a turning point in the match.
Fisher: What’s the matter, Sakina? Didn’t expect Lilly do get hit that hard, did you?
Sakina: Be quiet Mr. Fisher. Don’t presume to know what I do and do not expect.
With Lilly firmly down on the mat, Jessie signals to the crowd that the end of the match is nigh. She watches on methodically as Lilly struggles up to a vertical base. Once Lilly gets to her feet, she has a tough time realizing that Jessie is right behind her. The powerbomb earlier has knocked her a little loopy. She turns, and then Jessie grabs hooks her attempt and attempts her finisher, The Fall of the Hall (Implant DDT). This is quickly reversed, as Lilly quickly lifts Jessie up to reverse it into a Northern Lights Suplex attempt. Lilly doesn’t get Jessie too far up into the air before Jessie shifts the momentum rolls her down to the mat into a small package. The referee makes sure that Lilly’s shoulders are down and the he makes the count:
One!
Two!
Three!
Fisher: Whatamove!
Bardo: Ms. Hall narrowly pulled out the win with an outstanding reversal. Shades of the only other time she’s been in the ring with Ms. Rouge. She knew that Ms. Rouge would try to reverse her finisher with the northern lights suplex and she came prepared. It was excellent scouting on her part.
Sakina:…
Sakina leaves the announce position as Iris gets in the ring to perform her duties. Iris has an rather obvious smirk on her face as she gleefully announces the winner of the match
Bell Rings
Iris: Here is your winner by pinfall… Jessie Haaaaaaaaaaaaall!
Iris turns to Lilly, who’s sitting in the center of the ring looking rather dejected.
Iris: And here is your loser… Lilly Ro—
Iris stops in mid-sentence as Lilly lunges towards her. She takes her down and the two begin rolling around the ring in what can only be referred to as a cat fight. Iris quickly takes control due to the fact that all of Lilly’s energy is drained from the match before. She mounts Lilly in a rather provocative position and starts to pull her hair and choke at her all her might. Then, surprisingly, Lilly grabs Iris into a headlock and the tries to wrap a scissors hold around her waist. Iris then slides free and tries to lock in some sort of armbar maneuver. This has gone from a catfight to an unsanctioned wrestling contest in seconds. Both women are holding their own and just when it looks to get exciting…
Sakina breaks it up…rather forcefully.
She grabs Iris by her hair and tosses her aside. Then, she grabs Lilly by her upper arm and tries to calm her down. Lilly still wants to fight Iris, so Sakina has to literally pull her protégé from the ring and then up to the backstage area. It’s becoming ever more clear that the Iris/Lilly situation isn’t going to resolve itself on its own. Judging from the fans reaction…they want to see the feud resolved sometime soon as well.
Bardo: Something about Ms. Rouge really gets under Iris’ skin. There’s been bad blood between these two for over a month now, and it looks like it’s only heating up. I wonder when these two will finally get a serious match in the ring to settle the score between them…
Fisher: I don’t know when it will happen…but I know it’s something that you’ll only see on Fallout!
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Post by Lass Sarin on Sept 17, 2006 16:57:26 GMT -5
Segment: Reliable (Credit: Yoko)
A ringing phone. Nothing more annoying.
We happen to be in a hotel. Violet Cyrilla and Mary Kane’s hotel, to be precise, and the phone is ringing. Mary finally answers it.
Mary: Yes, hello? Who is it?!
She listens for a moment.
Mary: Oh, Violet, it’s that Biff guy.
Violet grabs the phone.
Violet: Yeah?
Biff: You coming in tonight?
Violet: No. I don’t have a match, do I?
Biff: Well, no, but usually people come in anyway. It’s fine, don’t worry about it. I know you’re reliable. You’re always here when you need to be.
Violet: Yeah…
Biff: How’s the band thing going?
Violet: Not so good at the moment. We can’t actually FIND our band mates. It’s pissing me off.
Biff: I’m sure they’ll turn up. There’s no Beautiful Irony without Violet Cyrilla.
Violet: Thanks.
Biff: Listen, since you’re reliable and everything, could I talk to you about something? It’s very important, and it has to be with people I can trust.
Violet: Uhh…Ok. Sure.
Mary: Someone’s got a new boyfriend!
Violet swings at Mary, and misses, as Biff continues.
End Segment.
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Post by Lass Sarin on Sept 17, 2006 16:57:47 GMT -5
Segment: Parting Advice (Credit: Senator)
***Earlier this Week***
??: Faster! And with more impact!
As the scene opens up in the Dwight Gym, Tim Dwight, Dean Bardo, and the Everyman are seen standing around the practice ring. In the ring, Senator Steve Phillips is directing Iris Yoon, as she flies forward with a sliding kick to the face of the training dummy…er…X-Treme Kid.
The Senator: Good! I think that the Sliding Kenka Kick fits you well. After learning the more subtle nuances of the move from Masahiro Chono, I found it to be an extremely useful strike to finish someone off with. Now, for the Kid’s sake, I have had you use it against a seated opponent, as Chono generally has used the move. but in a match, I found that if the opponent is on all fours, connecting to the side of the head it makes it that much more effective.
Iris: So, you think I’m ready?
Senator: Hmm, here, follow me over this way…
The Senator takes Iris by the arm, leading her out of the ring, and off to the side, sitting her down in a chair.
Iris: Am I ready?
Senator: Look, I have accomplished my goal here, in teaching you new moves, and preparing you for competition. You have progressed a great deal in a short amount of time.
Iris: But am I ready to fight?
Senator: Calm down. While you have progressed a great deal, you still have a long way to go before you can be even at the level of the second tier. I do think that you are prepared, though, to at least take part in regular matches.
Iris: Awesome!
Senator: But, there is one last thing that I did not tell you. This is the one thing that even Mr. Dwight will not let you know. He is a straight shooter, but there is one last thing that you need to know if you really want to follow through with this. Biff Taylor did not bring you in to be a wrestler. He brought you in to fill a void, to take the place of Phillip Jones as the ring announcer. As such, you have a clearly defined role in his eyes. You are beautiful, you convey enthusiasm and energy, and you generally do not make blatant mistakes. As such, and combined with your first impression in competition, the last thing Biff will want for you is to have you get hurt in a heated match. You are on television more than any of the other women here, and you are indeed a face of the product.
Iris: But I came here to wrestle.
Senator: Yes, I know, and that is why you must re-evaluate your goals. Do you enjoy ring announcing?
Iris: Of course I do, but it’s not why I’m here.
Senator: You do have one thing on your side, that fiery spirit and determination. Now, if you really, really want to wrestle, you are going to have to make Biff realize that you will be a greater asset in the ring as a wrestler, than as an announcer. That does not mean that you slack off on announcing, but you should look to prove yourself, and this time, there is no window for a mistake, no room for failure. You have to do something exceptional to show that you belong in the ring. Make Biff see you as a wrestler.
Iris: All right. Thanks for the help, I can’t thank you enough.
Iris jumps up and warmly hugs the Senator, nearly knocking him over in the process. Phillips returns the embrace, and as they break, he has one last word, with an intense look on his face.
Senator: Just remember, do not waste this! I want to see you succeed here, so go out there and make me proud!
Fade Out
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Post by Lass Sarin on Sept 17, 2006 16:58:16 GMT -5
Segment: Flirty (Credit: Rose)
“Magic wand, make my monster grow!” - Rita Repulsa
The scene opens directly in front of the traditional Fallout promo Area. Lilly Rouge is the key focus of the scene, and as such, she’s sitting on the floor stretching in the very center of the shot. She’s dressed for action, and she looks quite attractive in her baby blue wrestling attire. It seems as if she hasn’t yet taken Sakina’s advice on wearing something a little more modest.
Speaking of Sakina Khalida, she’s in the camera shot as well, but she’s just standing off to the side. She’s wearing a very nice ivory pantsuit and she doesn’t look like she’s about to do much of anything. She seems to be content to watch on as Lilly does a few unintentionally provocative leg stretches. As Lilly’s manager and trainer, it’s not really her style to take up the spotlight. She’ll make business and booking decisions for Lilly, but she’ll never take up the spotlight. After all, She knows first hand what an egotistical, controlling manager can do to a young woman’s career.
Lilly does too, of course…
It’s just that she can’t remember it.
Lilly: I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t nervous. This is like the most nervous I’ve ever been for a match before.
Lilly briefly gazes into the camera with her volcanic blue eyes. In that instant, the fans can tell that she’s not over exaggerating how she feels. Seconds later, however, she’s focusing on stretching her other leg and her gaze shifts away from the camera.
Lilly: The only reason they let me in the business when in the first place was because I happen look nice in a bikini. That’s like all anybody cared about. They were all like “Oh Lilly, the fans will just looove you!” and “We might even be able to get you a deal with Playboy!”
With that, Lilly finishes stretching her legs and hops up to her feet. It appears as if talking directly to the fans is starting to calm her down a bit, but her voice is still rather shaky.
Lilly: They never told me that the fans would look at me as some sort of talentless bimbo. When I had my second match on Fallout, all you fans treated me like I didn’t even deserve to be in the ring. It made me cry. You all saw it! I felt like I really was just some sort of bimbo who lucked into a nice body. Like, how else do you explain the fact that I lost that match after being on the receiving end of a spanking!? I lost that match in my lingerie! It was like the single most embarrassing night of my entire life!
Lilly’s face is red with anger, and it’s anger that she’s mostly directing at herself. The fans are used to seeing her vulnerable, and this is one time where she looks like she’s anything and everything but. Off to the side, Sakina is smiling ear to ear at what she hears. Seeing Lilly with such a fiery disposition lets her know that her training is working.
Lilly: I only cried harder when I got back to my locker room and realized that all of you were right about me. I had no idea what was doing in the ring. No idea at all!
She clenches her dainty little fists to show her resolution…and then she calms down quite a bit. In fact, she looks to be very relieved. Perhaps letting out a little bit of frustration on herself, and the fans, was just what she needed.
Lilly: So, thank you. I’ll, like, try my very best to show you just how much I’ve improved tonight. I hope all my training has pa--
Lilly is stopped mid-sentence my the sweet sound of Sakina’s voice. Lilly stops as Sakina walks fully onscreen and begins to talk.
Sakina: If you’ll let me interrupt for a second Lilly…
Lilly nods politely, and Sakina looks firmly into the camera with a commanding gaze. She chooses her next words carefully, and they come out with a great deal of conviction.
Sakina: I’ve personally trained Lilly for a few weeks now. When I first started out with her…she wasn’t much in the ring. She’ll tell you that much herself. However, I found out a few very important things about her after the first few days of training. The first one being the fact that she’s a very fast learner. A lot of people will take days to learn certain moves and even longer than that to master them. Lilly does it in half that. Secondly… Lilly has the intangible. She’s got something that you can’t really describe, or even measure. All you can do is feel it and know that it’s there.
Lilly blushes and Sakina quickly decides that it’d be best not to rant any further, and let Lilly have her last words. After all, she doesn’t want to garner too much of the attention away from Lilly.
Sakina: Well… I’ve taken up enough of this segment. Lilly, do you want to add anything before we head to the ring?
Lilly: Jessie Hall… Watch out! I’m not a pushover anymore!
The duo walk off-screen and the scene fades to black.
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Post by Lass Sarin on Sept 17, 2006 16:58:35 GMT -5
Match: Universal Domination Series OLYMPIA vs. Edgemaster (Credit: Hitman)
Iris stands in the ring.
Iris: “This match is part of the… Universal Domination Series? Oh well. From Omaha, Nebraska, weighing in at 228 lbs, he is EDGEMASTER!”
"Hypnotize" by System of a Down hits and the crowd cheers as Edgemaster appears onstage. He goes down the ramp, tagging hands of the fans, then gets onto the second turnbuckle on the apron pointing to a fan before hopping into the ring.
Iris: “And his opponent, from The 5th Dimension, weighing in at 170 lbs, he is OLYMPIA!”
The arena lights go out. The intro to "Through The Fire And Flames" begins on the house speakers, golden strobes and a huge golden mask dominated by a black star in the middle of the face flashing onto the JumboTron flicker to the beat of the drums. As the song begins in earnest, OLYMPIA takes the stage. He is wearing a golden cape with white on the in-side, and he pauses to pose with both fists touching one another over his chest. He goes down the ramp, slapping every hand put in his direction all the way around the ring before climbing the stairs and jumping in over the top rope, climbing the opposite turnbuckle to signal to the crowd once more.
Bell rings.
Edgemaster extends his hand to OLYMPIA, who accepts before locking up. Edgemaster, having the height and weight advantage, shoves OLYMPIA down to the canvas… but much to everyone’s surprise, OLYMPIA kips right back up to his feet. Edgemaster goes for a chop on his popular opponent but before he can even connect, OLYMPIA hits the canvas back-first… then kips up… then falls back… then kips up… then falls back… then kips up. Edgemaster is beginning to get impatient and he charges for a clothesline only to get caught with an arm drag to the canvas. The crowd keeps cheering on OLYMPIA as Edgemaster hops back to his feet.
OLYMPIA then charges at Edgemaster but gets taken off his feet with a clothesline which turns him inside out. Edgemaster glances down at his forearm, wondering if he actually caused that happen, which causes the fans to laugh. Edgemaster then shakes his head with a smirk and picks up OLYMPIA. He whips him off the ropes and connects with a spear, followed by some right hands. OLYMPIA looks like he’s having a seizure after every punch as Edgemaster gets a big “WTF” look on his face.
The crowd cheers on OLYMPIA and he rises to his feet only to be driven into the canvas with a sit-down reverse DDT. Edgemaster hooks a leg for the cover but only gets a two count. Edgemaster then picks him up once more and knees him in the gut before whipping him off the ropes. OLYMPIA sees it coming this time and wraps his legs around Edgemaster’s neck, connecting with the Continuum Rift (Multiple rotation head scissors). Edgemaster is flung to the canvas and now OLYMPIA gets the crowd on his side even more. Edgemaster gets back to his feet and OLYMPIA charges, delivering a very brutal and very dangerous 1.21 Gigawatt Strike. The fans, announcers and everyone backstage can be heard yelling “GREAT SCOTT!” as OLYMPIA covers for the 1-2-3.
Iris: “And the winner of this match… OLYMPIA!”
The crowd can’t stop cheering on their new fan favorite as OLYMPIA has his arm raised by the referee. Edgemaster staggers up and accepts defeat, shaking the hand of OLYMPIA before leaving. OLYMPIA climbs the turnbuckles and throws up his arms to the crowd.
Fade out.
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