Fallout September 24th, 2006

[Yoko Satoshi]

Dark Matches

Match #1: Mina von Pathos vs. Mocha Rosport
In a start contrast of styles, Mocha Rosport was said to have simply mauled Mina with a series of stiff strikes, mainly elbows and jumping knees. Mina was mainly reduced to using cheap shots and trickery to prevent an early loss. This road eventually started to yield results, as Mina managed to catch Rosport off guard with a bizarre swing neckbreaker onto her knee from an ace crusher position, and a spectacular wraparound neckbreaker drop off the top rope, entitled the Nightfall earned her a win.

Match #2: "Demolisher" Hugh Daniels vs. Wolf
This one started out being a true clash of powerful vs. even more powerful. Hugh Daniels quickly realized, however, after losing two test of strengths, and being tossed around, that he would have to take another approach, and instead started using his amateur background to take Wolf down, and wear him out using a number of submission holds. Daniels almost got a submission via. the full nelson hold at one point, but Wolf reached the ropes. Finally, the end came with Daniels trying to lift Wolf up for a German suplex, but was unable to do so, and Wolf quickly went behind, hitting the Fall from Valhalla backdrop to chokeslam to get the win.

Match #3: Stan H. Johnston vs. Ivor Biggin
Among the fans, this wasn't even a contest, it was a killing. Stan Johnston's popularity within the J.P.H. Fallout Gymnasium is extremely high, as "Knock his block off" and "We want a lariat *clap clap clapclapclap*" chants resounded with the walls of the venue. Biggin actually put up a decent, if desparate fight, largely resorting to cheap shots and vicious soccer/football style kicks to the spine. Finally, after a Biggin thumb to the eye, he went for his One Eyed Monster inside cradle, but instead, a temporarily half blinded Johnston leveled him with the Western Lariat for the win. Jack Connor was once again at ringside, seemingly evaluating the match, either that, or he's now probably the most famous regular crowd member.

[Yoko Satoshi]

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#1 Ten-Ka, the Jungle Queen vs. Alexis Bijoux

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#2 Fallout Television Title
Damien King vs. Beau James

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#3 Adrienne Frost vs. Mocha Rosport

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#4 Univeral Domination Series:
OLYMPIA vs. "Irresistable Force" Julio Rivera

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#5 Daniel Ness Trial Series:
Daniel Ness vs. Da Outsider

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#6 Jack Jefferson vs. The Capitalist, Anthony Kalb

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#7 Seven Man Tag Battle Royale:
Uriel vs. Evan Dixon vs. "Immovable Object" Colossus Rhodes vs. Will Anger vs. Pat McGroin vs. "Party Animal" Jeremy Wylde vs. Ben Drinkin

(Final three left in the ring go to Endsong, winner gets guaranteed #1 contenders shot in the case of a loss there, the Goodfellas have already qualified.)
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This is a Halberd II Production…

Thundercats, THUNDERCATS, THUNDERCATS, HOOOOO!

Fallout’s on television! Quick, before you miss it!

[Yoko Satoshi]

Segment: Opening Hype
(Credit: Senator)

R.J. Fisher: Welcome everyone, to the fastest hour on television! R.J. Fisher here, joined by Dean Bardo, and we sit here tonight, just three short weeks away from Endsong! Tonight, though, we still have some huge matches for you!

Dean Bardo: In the main event, there will be a seven man battle royale to determine who enters the battle royale there for the vacant Fallout Tag...

Fisher: Excuse me, but even I couldn't understand that!

Bardo: You want simple, here's simple, Fisher. The Forces of Greatness were stripped of the titles by Biff. Biff wants to crown new champs at Endsong, and booked a four team battle royale there for the title. Last week, in the main event, the Goodfellas earned one of the four spots in the match. Tonight, seven teams will send one represenative to compete in the main event battle royale. Got that so far?

Fisher: I think so...

Bardo: Ok, then, tonight, the last three people left in the battle royale will earn the last three spots in the match at Endsong. The winner, though, will get an automatic number one contendership for their team, if they happen to lose at Endsong. Biff did that since he wants to see feuds develop and such, I think.

Fisher: I think I got it...but anyway, that's not all we have tonight! Also, we have Fallout Womens' Champ Adrienne Frost take on newcomer Mocha Rosport, Daniel Ness will face GFWWE legend, Da Outsider in his continuing trial series, it'll be the battle of the Kings, as King of Kingsport, Beau James challenges Television Champion, Damien King for his title! All that and so much more! Saturday Night Fallout is the only place you'll get this quality of action on live television!

Fade Out

[Yoko Satoshi]

Match: Ten-ka vs. Alexis Bijoux (Credit: Yoko)

As the show comes back, both women are already in the ring, waiting for the bell to ring. Alexis seems a tad wary of Ten-ka’s size, but tries not to show it.

Bell Rings

Alexis may not be too bright, but she’s bright enough to know she can’t grapple this monster.

Unfortunately for her, Ten-ka also knows that, and comes after Alexis before she can devise some strategy. Alexis turns to run, but her hair is grabbed from behind as Ten-ka slams her down backwards, and then looms over her fallen prey.

As Alexis is getting her, Ten-ka kicks her hard in the stomach, knocking all of the wind out of her. She follows it up by picking her up and whipping her into the corner. Ten-ka backs up and gets a running start, and then splashes into Alexis. She immediately whips her into the opposite corner and does it again.

Alexis stumbles out of the corner completely devastated and ready to collapse. That’s when Ten-ka grabs her lifts her up into a vertical suplex position. But instead of suplexing her, she drops her straight down with a Steiner Screwdriver type move. That’s the Law of the Jungle, as they say.

She pins her.

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Bell Rings

Completely destroyed. Flawless Victory. Ten-ka’s future is looking bright indeed on Fallout.

[Yoko Satoshi]

Segment: Allow myself to introduce….myself (credit: Marcus Curtis)

The sounds of a quick up tempo drum beat begins to play, then we hear the loud roar of a dominant male lion, on the screen we are shown an image of the lion with its large and vicious mouth open wide and its milky white teeth protruding at a variety of angles, the lions' tongue unrolls as the loud roar is heard. We are then shown the image of a tall, gangly giraffe stood by a tall leaf bearing tree, the giraffe carefully uses its thin, long tongue to tear a few leaves off a branch, it then slowly chews the collection of leaves. Next we see a large mud soaked hippopotamus, whose head is just poking out above the water level of the pool in which it is currently sat, the hippo then raises its head out of the water and passes a huge yawn out of its bellowing mouth, the teeth in the creatures mouth are broken and dotted randomly around its gums. The tribal drum beat is broken by a loud barrage of car horns, the camera then pans out to reveal that the animals we were looking at are not wild and are in fact in a local zoo, the tribal drum beat was coming from one of the zoo’s tour buses that are run on the hour every hour, at the front of the bus is the tour instructor who is dressed in khaki’s. The sound of the tribal beat is now totally drowned out by the loud car horns coming from a nearby traffic jam on a busy road. Alongside these car horns is all the sounds that accompany an American traffic jam, the expletives that are being hurled at other drivers and the combined noise of all the radios that are playing in each of the cars sat in the jam. Sat on the zoo tour bus is a young 19 year-old African-American male, he is dressed in some grey sweats, a tank-top of a local gym with a woollen beanie hat covering his head. He turns towards the camera and smiles, his eyes speak with a hidden depth of sadness but an overwhelming sense of great, personal joy. His smile is not forced and is genuine, he then glimpses back to the lions who are resting in the pen behind him.

??: Hello, my name is Marcus Curtis. And I am here to tell you all about me, over the upcoming weeks I will be telling you brilliant ACW fans about me and my story.

The zoo tour bus then slowly pulls to a halt and the passengers are thanked for coming aboard and are given the zoo standard please come back soon line and are encouraged to visit the gift shop. The man who we now know is called Marcus Curtis gets to his feet and heads to leave the bus, before he steps off he stops to thank the tour guide for leading the tour and tells him that it was very informative. Curtis then steps off the bus and walks to a nearby lion pen, he then stops and turns back towards the camera and casually leans against a fence that surrounds the caged lion enclosure.

Curtis: I’m not originally from the United States, me and my family are from Kenya in Central Africa. And during the 5 years that I lived in my small settlement I lived amongst great creatures like the ones you see behind me, in Kenya my father and older brothers taught me the skills that would help me survive not only in the Serengeti, but in life. You see, my parents always wanted the best for their children and they believed that their children would have the very best opportunities presented to them in the great country that is the United States. So when I was five, my family decided to illegally stow away on a freight ship headed for America, the port police were tipped off about a large group of locals who wanted to stow away on one of the ships, the other families pulled out, but my parents decided it was now or never and we went ahead. Unfortunately during our daring stow away we were spotted by port police who opened fire on us.

Curtis then turns his right arm towards the camera showing them a large tattoo of an young African male, around 15 years of age, he then looks down at the tattoo with the bead of a tear in his eye, he then slowly looks back up at the camera.

Curtis: You see this tattoo? he pauses and takes a deep drawn breath The man in this tattoo is my older brother, he was killed on that fateful day, shot dead by the port police, he died helping me on board, he was always proud of his younger brothers and he believed that we would succeed in America. And I want him to look down on me and see that his sacrifice was not in vain and there’s nothing I want to do more than to honour his memory and to make him proud. Brother, you are gone, but not forgotten.

Marcus then holds a closed fist over the general area of his chest where his heart is and looks up to the skies above, a solitary tear trickles down his face and he gently wipes it from his cheek before lowering his head and looking back to the camera.

My name is Marcus Curtis. And I am coming to ACW

………And brother, I will make you proud.

Marcus then turns back towards the lion pen with a look of despondent depression, Marcus then smiles lightly and has a look that is deep routed in reminiscing about his eldest brother. Marcus then looks at the lions who are lazing in the sun and smiles before slowly walking away from the camera which now fades to black.

[Yoko Satoshi]

Segment: Yawn (Credit: Yoko)

Adrienne Frost is seen applying her eyeshadow in her locker room as Biff walks into the room.

Biff: You asked for me, I think?

Adrienne: I’d appreciate it if you knocked next time, I might not be decent in here. But yes, I asked. Who is my opponent tonight?

Biff: One of the new girls. She seems very eager to make an impact.

Adrienne: It’s not that Mocha Report girl, is it?

Biff: Mocha Rosport…and yes.

Adrienne: I think Mocha Report sounds better. She could be a newswoman…or a backstage interviewer. She’s going nowhere if she’s facing me, I can tell you that much.

Biff: Is that all you needed, Adrienne?

Adrienne: Yes. Thank you for your answer, you’ve been a dear.

Biff: Alright then. Good luck.

He exits, closing the door behind him. Adrienne continues working on her makeup.

End Segment.

[Yoko Satoshi]

Match: Fallout Television Championship
Damien King vs. Beau James (Credit: HEEEEEEEEEETMAHN)

It’s now time for another exciting chapter in the book of the Television Championship. Will someone else grab the pen and continue the story tonight? These questions will be answered tonight as Iris enters the ring.

Iris: “This contest is for the Fallout Television Championship. Introducing first, from Kingsport, Tennessee, weighing in at 290 lbs, he is BEAU JAMES!”

“Rocky Top” hits and the crowd cheers as Beau James walks down the ramp, greeting the fans. He enters the ring and raises his arm.

Iris: “And his opponent, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, weighing in at 220 lbs, the Fallout Television Champion, he is DAMIEN KING!”

“Bodies” hits and the crowd cheers as Damien walks down to the ring with his Television title draped around his shoulder, he rolls into the ring and poses with the belt over his head. He then waits for the match to start.

Bell rings.

Damien and Beau meet in the center and instantaneously lock up, jockeying for position. The Fallout crowd firmly supports both wrestlers in this contest as Beau applies a side headlock on Damien, wrenching on his neck to apply pressure. Damien isn’t having any of it and he shows it by pushing Beau off the ropes and connecting with a dropkick that knocks him onto his rear. Damien follows up with a dropkick to the chin, which effectively knocks him down to the canvas. Damien covers but receives only a one count for his efforts. Back and forth chants of “DAMIEN” and “LET’S GO BEAU” resonate softly throughout the gymnasium as Beau counters an attempted sleeper hold with an over the shoulder snapmare. Continuing his attacks with a jumping knee drop to the side of Damien’s head, Beau has got the crowd wondering if there will be a new TV champ by the night’s end. Beau then picks up Damien and tosses him into the corner where he lays into Damien with some knife edge chops and overhead punches before he whips him back to the center of the ring with a hip toss.

Beau then goes for an elbow drop on Damien, who rolls out of the way in the nick of time and manages to catch Beau offguard with an Oklahoma Roll for a two count. The crowd can’t seem to keep up with Damien’s quickness fast enough and before they know it Beau is back on the canvas following a running high jump elbow smash. Damien covers once more and only a two count is the result of his attempts. Beau gets to his feet and counters a charging attack by Damien with a shoulder block then picks him up and whips him off the ropes. Beau charges and hits a knee to the midsection, forcing Damien to drop to all fours while Beau bounces off the ropes and nearly dims Damien’s lights with a knee to his head. Beau takes a bit too much time pumping up the crowd before he drops down for the cover. Only a two count is produced. Beau picks up Damien and places him in a front facelock. He twirls his finger a couple times before connecting with a big DDT that lays Damien out but not out because he kicks out of Beau’s cover at two.

Beau then gets Damien in a seated position and locks in a sleeper hold. Wrenching on the neck to get Damien to pass out, Beau shows no signs of slowing down in his quest tonight to dethrone the King. The crowd claps on Damien as the referee checks up on him. No answer. The referee lifts up Damien’s arm and lets it fall to the canvas. He repeats the procedure again and Damien’s arm falls limp to the canvas once more. The referee repeats the procedure but Damien refuses to give up his belt as he shows signs of life. Beau tries to apply more pressure but it’s all in vain as Damien rises up to his feet and shows his true strength by back suplexing Beau to the canvas. Both men remain down on the canvas for the time being and whoever gets up first may get the advantage in this contest. Alas, it is Damien who rises to his feet first and he charges at Beau, connecting with a rapid series of forearms and midsection kicks. Beau manages to counter one and goes for a suplex but Damien slips out the back and he shoves Beau off which gives him plenty of time to go the apron. Damien springs off the top rope and connects with a bulldog, driving Beau’s head into the canvas.

The crowd is cheering on Damien as he signals for the Royal Roller. He sees Beau rise to his feet and goes for the first suplex. However, Beau manages to avoid this predicament and lock in a Fujiwara armbar. Damien strongly resists the submission and rolls to his feet only to get caught with a blow to the midsection. Beau singals for the Kingsport Clothesline and he grabs Damien’s head, ready to end this once and for all. He goes for his signature clothesline but Damien ducks under and drops Beau to the canvas with a drop toe hold. He then grabs his legs and manages to lock in the King’s Clutch. Beau frantically searches for a way to escape but he realizes he’s in the center of the ring so with nowhere to go, he chooses to tap out.

Iris: “And the winner of this match and still Fallout TV Champion, DAMIEN KING!”

“Bodies” hits and the crowd applauds an excellent contest put forth by both wrestlers. Damien recieves his belt and he proudly holds it up to the fans. Beau stands to his feet and congratulates Damien on a fine match by shaking his hand before leaving. Damien holds up his belt once more as we fade out.

[Yoko Satoshi]

Segment: The Boys are Back in Town
(Credit: Senator)

As the show comes back from the break, the crowd is heard cheering in the background, as the Lost Boys are shown backstage.

Uriel: Hey, bro, sure is nice to be back, eh?

Memnoch: It most certainly is.

Uriel: I mean, really, how awesome is it that the Lost Boys have returned to Fallout, better than ever before!

Memnoch: So long as we make this worthwhile, it will be great.

Uriel: Dude, though, the last time we were here, Biffer kicked us out of the fed! This time...

Memnoch: This time, you are going to go out to that ring, and last long enough to win. We did not make the decision to visit the detox clinic, and go without our stash for nothing. We did it so that we could regain admittance here, and get a shot at the titles, which is exactly what you are going to do for us later on tonight.

Uriel: Dude, you know I'll do that, no problemo! I mean, yeah, man, we were down in the dumps, and stuff, but now, I feel like a million bucks, and I'm better than ever, so anyone else entering tonight, watch out!

Memnoch: Don't take a win for granted. Or even survival, for that matter.

Uriel: Hey, brother, you think I'd do that, dude? No freakin' way!

The Lost Boys both knock knuckles, and nod their heads as the scene fades out.

Fade Out

[Yoko Satoshi]

Segment: Official (Credit: Yoko)

The Cremator is stalking the hallways…but not for Reaper. Not at this moment. He has one destination. Biff’s office. And when he finds it, he barges in, much to Biff’s displeasure.

Biff: Whoa whoa whoa. Calm down.

Cremator: I’m tired of these mind games.

Biff: Mind games?

Cremator: I want him. Soon. In a rematch.

Biff: I’ve been toying with the idea. We’ve already run some promos for it, actually. We just need the official signing.

Cremator: Make it official.

Biff holds up a contract where someone had signed in blood.

Biff: He was one step ahead of you.

The Cremator growls loudly and explodes out of the room, in an apparent chase.

Biff: You forgot to sign!...Meh, he’ll sign.

End Segment.

[Yoko Satoshi]

Match: Adrienne Frost vs Mocha Rosport (Credit: Rose / ??)

Iris: Ladies and Gentlemen, this non-title match is scheduled for one fall and has a thirty minute time limit. Introducing first, from Los Angeles, California… Please welcome Moooooooocha!

“Bossy” hits and Mocha comes out to a relatively apathetic from the Fallout crowd. They like her spunk, but they don’t have any confidence in her as of yet. To make matters worse, they know this will likely be a short match, since she’s already lost once in the night. She takes the ring and looks ready for action as Iris smirks at her and finishes her introductions.

Dean Bardo: Ms. Mocha is a relatively new arrival to our women’s division. She’s still very green, but we expect bright things from her in the future.

RJ Fisher: From what I’ve seen, she’d fit in better in with our competition. She doesn’t know a wristlock from a wristwatch. Yes, she’d fit right in.

Iris: And next… From Boston, Massachusetts… She is your Fallout Women’s Champion! Please welcome “The Dominatrix From Hell” Adrienne Froooooooooost!

“Cherry Lips” hits on the sound system, and Mistress Frost comes out a very negative reaction from the Fallout Fans. That’s not to say she doesn’t have her diehard supporters, because she does have a rather vocal fan base…it’s just that it’s very hard for the masses to like her. She’s beautiful, overwhelmingly talented, cunningly intelligent, and always brimming with confidence. Not surprisingly, this is rather intimidating to many Fallout fans. She has her bullwhip in tow, and thus far it’s only been a chilling prop. However, as she enters the ring and climbs the top turnbuckle, she cracks it in the air to prove that she knows how to use it if necessary. She then drops it right beside the steel steps and takes a few seconds to take off her belt. She hands it to the timekeeper and takes her corner to wait for the match to start. The entire time, she doesn’t even look in Mocha’s direction.

Bardo: It appears as if Ms. Frost doesn’t take Ms. Mocha too seriously as a competitor. She hasn’t even looked in her direction the entire time. She appears to be focused on the future. I’ve gotten word that she intends to schedule a contract signing with the number one contender Violet Cyrilla next week on Fallout, in preparation for our next Supershow.

Fisher: You expect her to take a rookie like Mocha seriously? She’s got a bigger fish to fry. A fish that has a right hook from— HOLY HELL! What’s going on! YOU’VE GOTTA BE KIDDIN’ ME!

Bardo: This is a shocking turn of events.

The majority of the Fallout fans begin to boo loudly and look away from the ring, and to the viewers at home, it is unclear why...until, that is, they see the always recognizable form of Hunter hop the security barrier. Security does not put much effort into stopping him, and Hunter is able to slide into the ring. Iris and the referee bail out quickly. Mocha doesn’t move from the center of the ring and finds herself on the receiving end of a vicious running lariat from the paranoid ACW Superstar. As all of this happens, Adrienne merely stands in her corner, almost as if she’s intrigued by this interesting turn of events. Overlooking that Adrienne is still in the ring, Hunter gets on the microphone and begins to speak

Hunter: I TOLD YOU! Nobody even BEGAN to take me seriously when I said I'd invade Fallout. But lookey here...I did exactly what I said I would do.

He walks around the ring, as most of the fans boo him for interrupting the match. A few even pelt water bottles and popcorn in his direction. He merely smirks and ignores them. He’s too busy making his huge revelation.

Hunter: So now the truth will come, and there isn't a damn person who will stop me. Who is Richard Russell, you ask? Well, it's quite simple: back in 1985, when Ginger was just a little---

He doesn't get the opportunity to finish, as Adrienne calmly walks up and delivers a picture perfect standing dropkick from behind. Hunter recovers after a second and turns around to face his aggressor.

Hunter: ...what the fuck do you want?

Adrienne: I came out here for a match. And I do not wish to be disappointed.

Hunter pauses for a moment...and then bursts into laughter.

Hunter: Oh...oh...that's rich. My daily steak is bigger than you! Seriously, go away and like...whip some people. I've got better things to do than wrestle you.

Adrienne purses her lips mockingly and coos lightly at him as if he were some sort of child.

Adrienne: What’s the matter, are you afraid? I don’t blame you.

Hunter chuckles slightly.

Hunter: You're serious?

Adrienne: Absolutely.

Hunter: ...fine. Okay people, change of plans. I kick this bitch's ass and make her eat her words, and THEN I'll tell you all about Richard Russell.

And with that, he tosses the microphone out of the ring and removes his jacket. He cracks his neck slightly as the referee enters the ring, and the fans lean closer in anticipation. What happens now?

Fisher: Is this even possible? I wasn’t aware there was some sort of agreement between us and our competition concerning a match like this. Things like this require tons of paperwork! What’s going on!?

Bardo: I’m getting word directly from Biff Taylor stating that this match can indeed take place. Hunter will be paid for the appearance just like any non-contracted worker. If our competition wants to sue him for breach of contract, then that’s their business.

Adrienne picks up the microphone and shouts one last thing in the microphone before she tosses it out of the ring.

Adrienne: Let’s get this match started. I can’t be expected to wait all day. Ring the bell and lets get this over with. I’ll try to leave him in one piece if at all possible.

Bell Rings

[Yoko Satoshi]

The two start off by engaging in a collar and elbow tie-up. Hunter uses his superior upper body strength to quickly pull Adrienne in for a side headlock. He smiles and sarcastically waves at the crowd. While he takes a second to show off, Adrienne slips out of the move. He turns around in time to be caught on the receiving end of an ego deflating backhand slap. The crowd erupts in cheers and Hunter’s cocky smile quickly disappears from his face. It’s replaced by the stern look of a man who’s done messing around. Adrienne smirks an motions for him to “bring it on” so to speak. They lockup again, and this time Adrienne gets the better of Hunter via a lightening fast armdrag. The crowd pops as the two quickly get back up to their feet. Adrienne charges forward and walks into an armdrag from Hunter. Hunter goes from the armdrag into what looks like the beginnings of an armbar. Adrienne keeps moving on the mat and she quickly slips out of his grasp, grabs his arm, and maneuvers around behind him to lock in a kneeling hammerlock. She tries to lock it in, but Hunter as makes his way to his feet, but she’s having some trouble. Before she can lock the move all the way in, Hunter gets out of it with a snapmare. Adrienne thinks quickly, and rolls backwards before Hunter can take advantage of the opening. She brings her feet in the air and wraps hers strong legs around his neck. She quickly rolls back forward and takes him down into a kind of victory roll. Not surprisingly, the referee makes a quick count:

ONE!

TWO!

THRE—REVERSAL!

Hunter slips out, turns around, quickly grabs Adrienne’s legs, and pushes forward for a pinning combination. The referee dutifully makes the count for the:

ONE!



TWO!



KICKOUT!

Adrienne gets her shoulder up, and Hunter doesn’t break the chain of moves. He keeps his hold on both of her legs and easily picks her up from there into a powerbomb position. Once he’s got her all the way up, she stalls him with a series of forearms. She has just enough punching power to make him loosen his grip enough to her to shift her momentum so that the move goes right into a sunset flip. The referee makes sure that Hunter’s shoulders are down and he gleefully makes the count for the:

ONE!


TWO!


KICKOUT!

Hunter kicks out and the two end their chain of counters for the first time thus far into the match. Hunter takes a few steps back to his corner, and Adrienne does the same. The crowd pops for the classy display of technical brilliance.

Bardo: This has been an amazing display of hold and counterhold thus far. We’ve three pinning combinations in the past minute. Neither competitor seems to be able to find an advantage, and like they’re both going to have to rethink strategy. The crowd just cheered both competitors for their display, but it’s clearly a pro-Frost crowd.

Fisher: Go Adrienne! Go!

The two meet again in the center of the ring and they tie-up just like they did before. Adrienne immediately locks in a wristlock on his right arm. She knows she has to do her motions quick, or else Hunter will power out. In the blink of an eye, she forces two elbows down onto his arm and brings him to the mat with a fujiwara armbar. She locks it in, but she made the unfortunate oversight of locking it in too close to the ropes. Hunter outstretches his arm and easily grabs the bottom rope. According to the rules, the Referee is forced to make sure that Adrienne releases the hold. Adrienne will have none of it, and she he’s forced to administer the customary five-count.

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4!

Just before the Referee is forced to disqualify her, she releases the hold. Hunter’s quick to pull himself to his feet as she kicks at his right arm and in his general shoulder area. Once he’s almost back up to his feet, she grabs his face and drags it across the top rope. This has two noticeable effects on Hunter. The first one is the fact that the rope burn hurts like hell. The second is that is pisses him off beyond all description. He thought that this match was going to be easy, and he’s finding out that it just might be a helluva lot harder than he expected. She lets him rest in the corner, and starts applying a rather provocative choke with her stiletto heeled boots.

Bardo: As is her signature, Ms. Frost seems to be working the arm and shoulder area of the ACW Superstar. She also added insult to injury by rubbing his face across that top-rope. It isn’t a pretty move, and it doesn’t require a lot of effort. Trust me though, it hurts like nothing else.

Fisher: Pinch me Bardo, I think I’m dreaming! Adrienne and Hunter are in one ring together and it’s a competitive matchup? What are the odds?

Bardo: I guess they’re pretty good. She defeated Chance “Tiger VII” Emmerson on our competition’s show a few weeks back, after all… That match was planned by both companies beforehand and this wasn’t, but the point still stands.

Fisher: You and I both know that there was something fishy about that match. He wasn’t fighting back, for whatever reason. This is different! Hunter’s fighting back and they’re putting on one heck of a match! I guarantee you wouldn’t see a match like this on our competition, nosiree!

Adrienne releases her choke and goes to Irish whip Hunter over into the opposing corner. Mid-Irish Whip, Hunter reverses it and slings her into the corner with all the force he can muster. She hits the corner with a loud thud and Hunter follows it up with a running clothesline into the corner. This connects brutally as the crowd boos and begins a “Hunter Sucks!” chant. Adrienne collapses upon impact and Hunter situates her a few steps away from the corner. He then climbs to the middle rope, makes an obscene hand gesture towards the crowd, and jumps off with a flying legdrop that connects crisply. He quickly goes into the pin as the referee begins his obligatory count:

ONE!


TWO!


SHOULDER UP!

Hunter slaps the mat and yells at the referee. He doesn’t lose his focus, though, and he quickly pulls Adrienne up to her feet. Once she’s up, he brings her back down with a pendulum backbreaker. He holds the move in so that it’s quickly formatted into a backbreaker stretch Adrienne’s too proud to scream out in pain, even though she probably wants to. The normally antagonistic crowd is chanting “Lets go Frost!” over and over again.

Bardo: Hunter is using his size and power advantage to take control now. Nothing against our Women’s Champion, but things aren’t looking good for her now.

Fisher: How much is Ginger paying you Bardo!

Bardo: Calm down. I’m trying to call this match right down the middle.

Once he realizes that Adrienne isn’t going to submit anytime soon, Hunter releases the hold and lazily covers for a pin. The referee counts:

ONE!


TWO!


KICKOUT!

[Yoko Satoshi]

Hunter realizes that it’s going to take a little more punishment to put “The Dominatrix From Hell” away. He lifts her up and grabs her by the stomach. He easily lifts her over head for a overhead release belly-to-belly suplex. Once he hears her body land, he starts to play to the hostile Fallout crowd, who’re angrily chanting “Fuck Latino!” for no good reason. Unbeknowst to him, the sound of Adrienne hitting the mat was actually the sound of her amazingly landing on her feet. She turns around, lunges forward, grabs him by the head, runs up the ropes, and springs off for a version of her springboard bulldog. It’s more the more popular version of the move, and it gets a much louder pop from the crowd. Adrienne doesn’t balk at this opportunity, and hooks Hunter’s leg. The Referee excitedly counts for the:

ONE!


TWO!


KICKOUT!

Bardo: I don’t think Adrienne could land on to her feet following a overhead release belly-to-belly suplex if it was done to her a hundred more times. That was a once in a lifetime reversal and she is taking full advantage of it.

Fisher: I’m at a loss for words… That was beautiful.

Adrienne gets off of the pin, kicks Hunter’s arm a few times very hard for good measure, and climbs to the middle turnbuckle in the closest corner. From her perch, she waits for Hunter to get to his feet. Once he does, she comes off from the middle-rope for a flipping neckbreaker. It’s looking perfect when Hunter makes a kind of vertical leap and catches her in mid-move. He easily carries her to the middle of the ring, and brings her down with high-angle spinebuster. He favors his right arm just a little out of impact, and shakes it around as if he’s trying to get feeling back into it. The crowd boos the reversal very loudly as Hunter hooks the leg. The referee then counts for the:

ONE!


TWO!



THRE— NO!


Adrienne gets the shoulder up literally seconds before the three count. Hunter is quick to accuse the Referee of both bias and a slow count. Angered that this “easy” match has taken so long, Hunter picks Adrienne up to her feet and tries for his finishing maneuver. He lifts her up into a stalling vertical suplex in preparation for his finishing maneuver, The Shotgun(Vertical Suplex into Rock Bottom). He stalls perhaps a little too long, as his right arm gives way just enough for Adrienne to slip out. She doesn’t have time to react before Hunter quickly Irish Whips her into the ropes. She comes back and quickly flies right into her finisher, theDomination(Tilt-a-whirl headscissors into an armbar). The crowd pops huge as she locks in the move right in the center of the ring.

Bardo: In an amazing turn of events, Ms. Frost has locked in her variation of the tilt-a-while headscissors into an armbar. She calls it the Domination, and it’s a very effective submission maneuver. Once locked it, it is very hard for the victim to move. I’m not counting my chickens before they hatch, but I don’t think Hunter can escape it.

Fisher: Yes! Yes! Don’t wake me up! This is awesome!

The crowd pops huge and Hunter starts writhing in pain as he tries his best to scurry towards the ropes. As strong as he is…it’s still a very slow process. The crowd chants “Tap! Tap! Tap!” as he tries to crawl towards the ropes with his one outstretched arm. He slaps his hand down to the mat multiple times as he gets closer and closer to the ropes. Despite the fact that Adrienne is wrenching on his right arm like there’s no tomorrow, he manages to get within inches to the rope. He slaps his hands down multiple times over and over again as he is mere centimeters from touching the ropes with the tips of his fingers. The Referee calls for the bell.

Bardo: It appears as if…

Fisher: Did he really tap out? Yes! Yes!

Bardo: lets wait for the official announcement from Iris Yoon.

Bell Rings

Adrienne releases the hold as Iris comes to the ring. The referee whispers the result into her ear. When she hears it, a huge smile creeps across her face.

Iris: Here is your winner via submission… “The Dominatrix From Hell” Adrienne Frooooooooost!

Adrienne smiles and does a little bow before she holds out her hand. Iris hands her the mic and Adrienne begins to gloat, just a little.

Adrienne: That wasn’t a lot easier than I thought it’d be… I’m a little let down. I didn’t even get to hear you scream. No matter… Security, you can escort Hunter from my ring now.

With that, Security storms the ring by the bushel and piles on top of Hunter. He’s about to explode with rage, and it takes half a dozen of them to hold him back. The entire time, the tries to lunge at Adrienne… In return, she merely blows him a kiss as she watches him get dragged from the building. After she gets her title from the timekeeper, she holds it above her head in triumph.

Fisher: Wasn’t that great, Bardo? I can’t believe what I’ve just witnessed.

Bardo: I…I think he was just grabbing for the ropes.

Fisher: What are you talking about!? He tapped out!

Bardo: I’m not so sure…

Fisher: He tapped out right before he escaped. End of story.

Bardo: I wouldn’t put it above Biff…or the referee… They both have just a little bit of bia—

Fisher: Shut up! He tapped out right there. I saw it, you saw it, and the fans saw it. The cameras even caught it. End. Of. Discussion.

[Yoko Satoshi]

Segment: Drinks and…Drinks (Credit: Yoko)

Hell’s Kitchen.

No, not New York. A local night club filled with society’s rejects.

Tonight, Violet Cyrilla and Mary Kane are having a night out.

Mary: Violet…where do you think the guys are?

Violet: Choking on their own vomit, I hope. If they broke up the band without telling us, I’m going to be pissed.

Mary: Oh…but then I’ll be out of a job.

Violet: I can support us both for a while if I keep doing the Fallout thing.

Mary: Yeah, aren’t you dating that guy?

Violet: What guy?

Mary: The Biff guy.

Violet: Are you insane? He’s not my type.

Mary: He calls you a lot.

Violet: It’s all business. He has crazy plans that he wants me to be a part of.

Mary: Like what?

Violet: Like-

A man with a mohawk comes out from behind the curtain up on the stage.

Guy: Who’s ready to rock?! We have one of the hottest bands in the area performing tonight! Let’s give a big welcome to Beautiful Irony!

Violet spits out her drink.

Violet: Did I hear that wrong, Mary?

Mary doesn’t answer; she’s took busy looking at the stage. Violet follows her gaze. Turbo…Nitro…Leon Great. It’s their band mates. With two new girls on the electric and bass guitars.

Violet: Oh FUCK no.

Mary grabs Violet’s arm as she jumps off from her seat.

Mary: Don’t cause a scene. Let’s go out back and wait for them.

Violet weighs the options and agrees. She takes one last sip of her drink and they leave.

End Segment.

[Yoko Satoshi]

Segment: Just here for a visit… (Credit: Hitman)

Our scene cuts to the hallways. Walking down these hallways are two familiar faces from ACW. The first figure has shoulder length blonde hair, a goatee and is wearing a black leather jacket, a black t-shirt and blue jeans. The woman beside him has long blonde hair and wears a white tanktop and blue jeans. The couple slowly approaches a room with the words "Dwight's Gym" on the door. The man smirks and pushes open the door, stepping inside the gym. We see Ken Williams and Jason Daniels performing Hindu squats much to their dismay… until they look up and see the couple.

Ken: "Hehehehe… Hey Jason! Hehehehe. Is that who I think it is?"

Jason: "Huh-huh-huh… Whoa! It's uhhhh XS3 and Christine!"

As they wave to XS3, he waves back then sees Dwight approach the two and tell them to get back to their regular training. Dwight then approaches the Canadian couple.

Dwight: "Ah, Mr. and Mrs. Irvine. What brings you two to my gym?"

XS3 grins.

XS3: "Well, Mr. Dwight, we just decided to stop by for a visit. When we were looking for Ben, Shaun and Selina, Biff approached us, wanting us to sign on with Fallout."

Dwight: "What did you tell him?"

XS3: "We took the contracts with us and said that we would mull it over for a while."

Christine: "Anyway, we've got to go find Ben, Shaun and Selina. Good to see you again, Mr. Dwight!"

Dwight: "My pleasure. If you do sign on, I'll be here to help you with training."

Christine smiles and thanks Dwight before her and XS3 make their way down the hall, saying hello to a couple wrestlers and some officials. They finally approach the locker room of The Drinkin Boyz and Selina and knock. The door slowly opens and is answered by none other than Selina (who has a new hair color of blonde), who has an ear-to-ear smile on her face.

Selina: "Oh my god! Matt, Christine, you came by!"

Selina throws her arms around Christine and gives her a big hug then hugs XS3. Ben and Afternoon approach the doorway and embrace XS3 and Christine before welcoming them into their locker room.

Ben: "So Matt, what's up?"

XS3: "Well Ben, there isn't really much to say. I got fed up with Derek back at the Ravencroft Foundation so Christine and I walked out on him. At the moment, I'm not sure if I should take a small hiatus from wrestling or come to Fallout."

Ben and Afternoon smirk at the idea of XS3 coming to Fallout.

Selina: "What would you do if you went on hiatus?"

Christine slowly brings her arm around XS3, who returns the gesture.

XS3: "What else? Music, of course. I've been talking with one of the guys from Roadrunner Records and I'm trying to see if I can me, Christine and a few of my friends to get a deal."

Afternoon: "Oh yeah, I forgot about the band."

XS3: "Yeah I've been writing a few songs while I've been on the road. I hope they'll be good enough."

The three Newfoundlanders nod at XS3, wishing him luck.

Christine: "So… Ben… Shaun… why haven't you two gotten a tag title shot yet? It's like Biff doesn't even acknowledge your existence!"

Shaun whistles while looking away while Ben makes shifty eyes.

Christine: "I don't want to know, right?"

Afternoon: "…Probably not."

The Canadians talk for a few more minutes before XS3 and Christine stand up.

XS3: "Well, Christine and I should get going. Christine, myself and the boys have to keep practicing."

Ben: "Yeah, we'll have to come visit you. You said you moved to New York?"

XS3: "I had no choice. The shows at Ravencroft were being held in friggin Manhattan. We decided not to deal with a plane schedule so I packed up my shit and took Christine and the girls to New York. That's where we met our fellow bandmates, who turned out to be three guys going to college."

Ben and Afternoon nod as Selina gives the Canadian couple a hug followed by Ben and Afternoon.

Selina: "Take care and if you do decide to come to Fallout, we'll help you out."

Christine: "We'd love that, Selina. See you guys later!"

The three Newfoundlanders nod as XS3 and Christine hold hands and exit the locker room. They walk down the hallways, contracts with them and the future ahead of them.

End segment.

[Yoko Satoshi]

Segment: Alpha and Omega (Credit: Yoko)

The images of flames begin to burn on the screen as a narrator speaks.

Everything has to come to an end. Death is a natural part of life.

The flames begin to burn out.

When something reaches its end, we sing a melody for it.

A sad music box tune begins to play as the flames die. And when it all goes quiet, the flames burst back up in the shape of a bird.

But some things aren’t meant to die! Some things die and are reborn from their very ashes! Stronger than before, better than before!

It’s almost time to sing the Endsong, but will it be the end…or the beginning?

The bird’s eyes glow as the screen goes back to normal.

End Segment.