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Post by The Senator on Oct 8, 2006 18:03:27 GMT -5
Dark Matches
Match #1: Mina von Pathos vs. Alexis Bijoux A short, but entertaining and athletic contest. Alexis came close to a victory on multiple occasions with her headscissors based offence, but a neckbreaker variation onto the knee followed by the Nightfall(Top rope Sling Blade/wraparound neckbreaker drop) earned Mina her second preliminary victory.
Match #2: The Goodfellas vs. the Royles The two longtime rival teams faced off in a straight tag match for the first time in months, but the situation was different than before, when both teams seemed quite even. Despite the visible improvement the Royles have shown over the last month or so, The Goodfellas seemed to have progressed further, with constant tagging keeping their opponents on their toes. Despite a few close calls, largely involving Pat McGroin's stiff Cardiff Kick, the Goodfellas managed to pick up the win with the Omerta on Ivor Biggin. They cut a short promo following the match, promising to treat their Endsong match seriously, and to do their best to ensure that it remains "simply business," no matter what the outcome.
Match #3: Anthony Kalb, Will Anger & Mark "The Axe" Miller vs. Wolf, Beau James, & Tito "Firefly" Barron In perhaps the largest(and longest) dark match in Fallout's history, two star studded teams went move for move in a very close match. The Axe once again stole the preshow, this time, putting Beau James through the announcers table on the outside with a diving scissors axe kick off the top rope early on. Other key moments included Will Anger taking an avalanche Thor Hand chokeslam off the turnbuckle, Firefly hitting three consecutive El Nino moonsault knee drops on Kalb, and Beau lariating Anger out of a suplex attempt on Barron, which resulted in a train wreck of a fall for all three men. The end came with Kalb hitting a deadly Milton Friedman Driver(Fireman Carry Scoop Tombstone Driver) on Firefly, covering for the pin. Both teams actually shook hands and helped each other to the back after the match, to a standing ovation from the crowd.
(Note: Yoko will be posting the show later, I just thought I'd put the dark matches up to satiate the Fallout Fanatics in the meantime)
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Oct 9, 2006 8:51:07 GMT -5
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Match #1: Ten-Ka vs. Lilly Rouge
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Match #2: Tonya "Tigress" Montana vs. Iris Yoon
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Match #3: Jack Jefferson vs. Derek Luman
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Match #4: Daniel Ness Trial Series(Handicap Tag) Daniel Ness vs. Radobar and El Loco
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Match #5: Stan H. Johnston & OLYMPIA vs. Ken Williams & Jason Daniels
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Match #6: Fallout Television Title: Damien King vs. Dangerous Nicholas Alger
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Match #7: Fallout Openweight Title: Skurai vs. Angelo Giovanni
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This is a Halberd II Production…
Omg, everything that could go wrong with this Fallout has gone wrong. Not knowing what needed to be written, personal family problems, personal depression, some matches I had initially glossed over not even being sent in.
Yet we still have a great show put together. It’s magic! Fallout Magic!
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Oct 9, 2006 8:51:45 GMT -5
Segment: Opening Hype (And the start of the gloating) (Credit: Senator)
Biff Taylor: Welcome dudes and dudettes to the top wrestling show on television today, yeah, Fallout’s on the air!
The erstwhile Fallout Chairman is seen reclining in his messy as usual office, with a large ACW Emperor of the Ring poster behind him, with two major modifications, first, “Fallout” is spray painted across the front, and second, a big “I’d rather be ridin’ my Harley” bumper sticker covers the ACW logo.
Biff: Yeah! Here we are two weeks away from our biggest, baddest event ever, Endsong, and one week removed from our awesome invasion of the Emperor of the Ring! ACW thought they could ignore us, let us fade away in their eyes, well, we sure showed them! You could call that a Pearl Harbor of sorts, but we're going to win this war! Now, tonight, don't think we're slackin' off, our competitors are rested and ready for action, action that will most certainly overshadow that seen on the more boring shows, you know, like Emperor of the Ring was, before we livened things up! Yoko Satoshi? You thought you could shove the Biffmeister around? You thought you were all that? More like your face was all that, after Violent Violet stuck a fist right in it! And Ginger, sorry I had to restrain you there, and steal some of your people, and all that, but as a tag team around here likes to say, it's "simply business," well...maybe not, since I sure as hell enjoyed making you look like a dope, and feel like an ass! Yep, and speaking of tag teams, while our belts might be vacated at the moment, at least we have a tag division, unlike ACW, who apparently thought their belts were so worthless that they had to retire them!
Biff: So as I was saying, tonight, we have a totally stacked card right there for all of you! The universe might collapse, as OLYMPIA and the master of the Lariat, Stan Johnston team up! Dangerous Nicholas Alger makes his Fallout return to challenge Damien King for his Television Title! YOUR Number one contender, Daniel Ness will fight not one, but two blasts from the past to conclude his trial series preparation for his shot at the title at Endsong! And in the main event, Angelo Giovanni makes his return to action here on Fallout to challenge the Openweight Champion himself, Skurai, and the title will be up for grabs! Fallout, the fastest hour on television, and the best wrestling program on the planet!
Fade Out
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Oct 9, 2006 8:52:10 GMT -5
Segment: SHE'S TOO BIG (Credit: Rose)
”May God have mercy upon my enemies, because I won't.” –General George S. Patton[/i][/color]
Camera angles are a wonderful thing. They can turn the most uninteresting of scenes into must-see TV. Normally, the sight of Lilly Rouge doing pushups wouldn’t be the most interesting way to start things up. However, this particular camera angle places emphasis on many of her most delectable well-toned assets. As such, the coveted 18-24 year old demographic find themselves mysteriously drawn to the Fastest Hour on Television.
Lilly’s last-minute workout is momentarily interrupted by Sakina Khalida, who walks on screen looking rather pleased with herself. She’s as beautiful and as calm as always. She wastes little time in praising her young protégé for her serious work ethic.
Sakina: Well just look at this. I didn’t even have to remind you to start your warm-up this time.
Lilly wipes the sweat from her brow, smiles at Sakina, and gets back to doing her pushups.
Sakina: Don’t work out too hard. You don’t want to pull something before you match with Ten-Ka.
Lilly is breathing pretty hard, but she’s still able to converse coherently as she rhythmically does her pushups.
Lilly: I’ve heard that she’s, like, just a joke.
Sakina’s eyes narrow and her happy smile is quickly washed away. It seems as if Lilly hasn’t got the story completely right.
Sakina: You’ve got it all wrong… She’s absolutely not a joke.
Lilly: What do you mean? She dresses up like a monkey.
Sakina: I first heard that you were booked against her when I call Biff Thursday morning. I thought I’d heard of her from some place other than Fallout. So, I talked to Umeko…
Lilly: I like her, she’s really nice. Chance is kinda creepy though, he—
Sakina briefly considers explaining her views on Chance. She has a great deal of respect for him, almost solely from his reputation in the ring, and doesn’t really think of him as a “creepy” person. She thinks he has an uncommon amount of devotion and some pronounced psychological issues, but that doesn’t make him “creepy”. She decides, instead, to fully brief Lilly on what she’s in for.
Sakina: As I was saying, I happened to mention that you were going to be up against Ten-Ka. She told me that she’d heard that Ten-Ka used to wrestle across Japan as “Violent Kong.”
Lilly stops her pushup routine just so she can listen to Sakina better. Once she hears Sakina mention “Violent Kong,” she can’t help but giggle.
Lilly: Like, what’s with her and monkeys? Should I just bring a banana out to the ring with me?
Lilly may be laughing, but Sakina isn’t amused. She’s fully aware of how serious this situation is.
Sakina: Lilly, this is no time for joking. I know you’re trying to keep your spirits up, but you’re in way over your head tonight. When Ten-Ka wrestled in Japan as Violent Kong, she was widely considered the most dangerous women in our sport.
Lilly starts to look worried, but she tries to remain confident.
Lilly: How dangerous can she really be?
Sakina: She’s been undefeated for well over three years. She’s wrestled in countless of the most barbaric Deathmatches ever televised. Half a dozen of those matches are so violent that they’re not even allowed to be sold in most stores. She is literally a monster in the ring. I don’t think Biff even knew what she was capable of when he hired her. He certainly wouldn’t have asked her to wear a gorilla suit if he did…
Sakina has succeeded in making sure Lilly takes the match seriously, but she may have done her job a little too well. Now Lilly’s absolutely scared out of her mind.
Lilly: But you could beat her, right?
There’s a stretch of silence. Sakina’s always prided herself in being one of the best women’s wrestlers in the entire world, but she knows it’s been quite a while since she’s got in the ring. On top of that, she’s not even sure how she’d measure up to Ten-Ka if she was in peak physical condition.
Sakina: I’m not really sure…to be honest.
Lilly:…
Sakina: I hope I haven’t scared you too much. I don’t know what kind of woman she is, but I’m sure she won’t go out of her way to harm you or anything. She realizes that you’re relatively new, and I think she’d just try to beat you within “normal” means as long as you don’t do anything to anger her.
Lilly: Are you telling me to lose?
With a light sigh, Sakina realizes that she probably should have warned Lilly about her monstrous opponent a little better.
Sakina: Absolutely not… I want you to try your very best. Who knows? You just may win. I know I have faith in you no matter what.
This seems to make Lilly feel a whole lot better.
Lilly: Thanks.
Sakina: Don’t worry… If she tries anything, she’ll have to deal with me.
Lilly gets up to her feet and wipes the seat off of her brow again. Sakina starts to walk off, but as she looks at Lilly, something else crosses her mind. She gets a good look at Lilly’s baby blue “booty” shorts and realizes that she hasn’t gotten a new pair of tights yet like she asked weeks before. A very different, more obsessive, part of Sakina emerges momentarily.
Sakina: I’m getting you new tights after tonight. That’s final.
Lilly nods affirmatively. She’s been wanting new tights anyway. Unbeknownst to her, Sakina doesn’t plan to stop there. She’s altered Lilly’s body, her looks, her mind, and even the way she moves. A part of her obsessive nature won’t allow her to stop until Lilly’s finally adheres to Sakina’s strict view of perfection.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Oct 9, 2006 8:52:26 GMT -5
Segment: Making a Statement (Credit: Jack Jefferson)
The scene opens with Jack Jefferson walking backstage. He is wearing a charcoal tailored suit with an open collared white shirt. Over his right shoulder is a sports bag which swings slightly with each stride on his way to his lockeroom. A look of annoyance flashes across Jefferson’s face as he comes to a halt. The camera pans around and shows the source of Jefferson’s chagrin, the diminutive figure of “Investigative Journalist” Rich Marlowe.
Jefferson: What do you want? I have very little time for this right now, I have a match to prepare for.
Marlowe frowns slightly at Jefferson’s harsh tone but continues regardless.
Marlowe: I just have a couple of questions I need to ask, if that is ok with you?
Jefferson sighs and nods, understanding that the quicker this is over the quicker he can get on with his match preparations.
Marlowe: Thank you. Now, the question on everyone’s lips is why? Why did you attack Anthony Kalb with a chair when you had every chance of coming out on top? Why did you continue your attack when the final bell had rung? And why have you offered no explanation thus far? If you ask me, it seemed like a very stu--
Jefferson holds up his right hand and glares at Marlowe.
Jefferson: Shut your mouth and listen, if I hear one more peep from you I’ll shove that microphone somewhere it doesn’t really belong…understand?
Marlowe nods nervously, noticing the intensity burning in Jefferson’s eyes.
Jefferson: That match with Kalb wasn’t about adding to my win/loss record, that match was about making a statement to management. That match was about making people sit up and take notice! Ok, so people say it was a good match. I’m not surprised, I was involved. People say if I’d won it would have been impressive; these are the people I slap in the mouth.
I don’t need to “impress” anyone! I am impressive! I could have won that match if I’d wanted, but hitting Kalb with that chair achieved more than that. It created a buzz, it made people talk about someone worthy for once, it made people talk about me!
And even more than that, it made Fallout management sit up and take notice. Kalb is a management favourite, and now management know what I am capable of! They now know what happens when they don’t give me what I want…people get hurt!
On that note, Jefferson tosses the mic back to Marlowe before pausing for a split second to glare at the “investigative journalist”. He then slaps Marlowe hard, knocking him off his feet, then leans over him.
Jefferson: Never call me stupid again.
As he walks away, Jefferson treads on the scrabbling hands of Marlowe who is reaching to gather his microphone.
Fade to Black.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Oct 9, 2006 8:52:43 GMT -5
Match: Lilly vs Ten-ka (Credit: Rose)
Iris: Ladies and Gentlemen, this match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first from Long Beach, California… She’s being accompanied to the ring by her trainer, Sakina Khalida… Please welcome Lilly Rouge!
“Karma Chameleon” hits and Lilly energetically emerges from behind the curtain to a monster pop from the rabid Fallout crowd. Sakina emerges a few seconds behind her, and she smiles as she sees Lilly walk rapidly towards the ring. All the way down, Lilly takes extra time to interact with the fans via high-fives and hugs. This is well-received by the fans, but Sakina can’t help but worry about it. To her, it shows that Lilly’s trying to take her mind off of the intimidating task at hand, which does more harm than good in the long run. This weights heavily on her mind as she watches her young protégé enter the ring and take her corner.
Dean Bardo: It’s interesting to note that Ms. Yoon was not as hostile this time when she announced Ms. Rouge to the ring. As you’ll recall, last time caused another confrontation between the two rivals.
RJ Fisher: Isn’t it great! We’ll get to see these two go at if officially LIVE on October 24th at Endsong! It’s Fallout’s very first PAY-PER-VIEW EVENT!
Iris: And next… From Kyoto, Japan… Please welcome Ten-Ka, The Jungle Queeeeeeeeeeeeeeeen!
”George of the Jungle Theme” hits and Ten-Ka comes out to a bewildered reaction from the fans. On the one hand, they’re an intelligent audience that knows her accomplished background and they respect her. On the other hand, she comes out dressed in her Gorilla Suit, head and all. They’re not sure if she’s supposed to be a joke…or something else entirely. She walks methodically to the ring, where she takes off the head of her costume, revealing a surprisingly pretty woman underneath. She takes her corner with a grim scowl and awaits the beginning of the match.
Bardo: I’ve seen some of this woman’s work over in Japan, and if you think she’s going to be a light-hearted competitor that’s here to get laughs, then you’re wrong.
Fisher: What do you mean?
Bardo: You’ll see…
Bell Rings
Lilly starts things off by trying to use the only advantage she has against her veteran opponent: her speed. She begins to quickly circle Ten-Ka, hoping for an opening to emerge. The Jungle Queen is far too cunning to give Lilly the opening she wants. All she does is wait for Lilly to come to her. It doesn’t take long for Lilly to oblige with a picture-perfect dropkick. Ten-Ka absorbs the blow, and it only causes her to stagger slightly. When Lilly realizes how little of an effect her dropkick had on Ten-Ka, she momentarily freaks out. Once she sees a calm smirk come across Ten-Ka’s face, she fires off another dropkick that has a similar effect. If anything, it does cause Ten-Ka to become temporarily off balance.
Bardo: Ms. Rouge’s offense just doesn’t seem to phase The Jungle Queen.
Fisher: She’s certainly stout.
Lilly uses this opportunity to spring up in the air and hit a hurricanrana out of nowhere! The crowd pops and Ten-Ka springs to her feet as Lilly turns her back to prematurely celebrate. It’s one of the more noticeable mistakes she’s made in her young career. She turns around and walks right into running lariat. This knocks her loopy, but she’s able to quickly just get back up. Ten-Ka measures her loopy opponent up and unleashes her Uraken Storm(Two regular backfist strikes to the head followed by a spinning backfist) and Lilly immediately drops to the mat like a sack of potatoes. Seconds later, Ten-Ka makes the cover for the:
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
The Referee calls for the bell as Iris makes her announcement with just a noticeable hint of glee.
Bell Rings
Iris: Here is your winner by pinall… Ten-Ka the Jungle Queeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeen!
Fisher: Sweet mother of God…
Bardo: That’s what I was talking about. There’s nothing funny about Ten-Ka’s brutality.
The fans now know for sure that Ten-Ka is a competitor to be feared. As she hears Iris announce her victory, Ten-Ka stands over her dainty opponent and briefly considers continuing her attack. Just as she’s about to make a decision, she watches as Sakina enters the ring. There’s a noticeable pop as the two have a very short staredown. It’s all too brief, as The Jungle Queen decides that there’s no point in attacking a fallen opponent. She’s not a callous woman. She does, however, consider Sakina to be a worthy future opponent, if she ever gets in the ring. She quietly exits the ring and walks to the back as Sakina helps her fallen protégé back to her feet.
Bardo: To her credit, Ms. Rouge has improved leaps and bound since she first started here on Fallout. She just found herself way out of her league.
Fisher: She's too pretty to lose so much.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Oct 9, 2006 8:53:00 GMT -5
Endsong Promotion (Credit: Senator)
**A veteran champion, having redeemed a title, and renewed a company.** (A shot of Skurai holding the Fallout Openweight Title is shown)
**A hungry young competitor, ready to claim his place on the top.** (Daniel Ness hitting the Final FinNESS on Will Anger is shown)
**Two destinies collide, but only one will remain intact. Skurai will defend his Fallout Openweight Title against the Ace of the Corporate Club, Daniel Ness, in what promises to be a true war between the prevailing forces on Fallout**
**Endsong: October 24: Fallout heads to Pay Per View for the very first time** Contact your local provider to order Endsong on Pay Per View, don't delay!
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Oct 9, 2006 8:53:16 GMT -5
Segment: Back Maybe (Credit: Mark Madison)
Mark wakes up, gets out and walks outside, still wearing pajamas. He gets in his hovercraft and floats over to the arena
Civilian 1: Dude, is that Mark Madison? He's COming Back? Civilian 2: I think so! Civilian 1: Awesome! Let's go ask for his autograph!
They walk up to get his autograph
Mark: Heeeey. WASSAP? Civ 1: Are you alright? Mark: Yep. Why you ask? Civ 1: We want you autograph Mark: YAAAaAAYYYYY!!!!!!
The two civilians jump in shock
Civ 2: HOLY SHIT DUDE! Calm down! Civ 1: What the hell? Are you feeling okay Mark: A-Hah Civ 1: Why are you acting like this\ Mark: It's a change in personality. I feel that ACW needs a bit of comic relief, so here I am! Civ 1: But the shoot-fighting badass Mark Madison owned! Mark: Yeah, it had a good run. Who knows? Someday, Maybe I'll go back to it! Still want my autograph? Civ 2: Okay
He signs, tells them bye, and flies off, and is shocked at all that has happened since he left
Oh my..a lot sure has happened since I left. It's going to take me forever to catch up...lol ketchup
Fade
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Oct 9, 2006 8:53:35 GMT -5
Match: Iris Yoon vs. Tonya “Tigress” Montana (Credit: HEEEEEEEEEEEEEETMAHN)
We cut back to the ring where Tonya paces anxiously, awaiting the arrival of her opponent. Iris is in the center of the ring with her microphone.
Iris: “And her opponent…”
Tonya grows more impatient by the second as she walks towards one side of the ring, staring at the entrance ramp. Iris then drops the microphone and dashes towards an unsuspecting Tonya, driving a forearm into her lower back.
Bell rings.
Iris continues her assault of forearms on an unprepared Tonya then drives a knee into her midsection, forcing her to double over. She then kicks Tonya in the head, sending her backwards into the corner in a seated position. Iris then breaks out a series of Facewash stomps before digging her boot into Tonya’s throat, choking her. The crowd is booing Iris but she laughs them off then goes back on the attack. She picks Tonya up by the hair and slams her face first into the canvas. Iris then laughs at her fallen opponent then tauntingly pats Tonya on the butt, signifying that the Naughty Girl may be in Tonya’s future. Iris then picks Tonya up and whips her off the ropes. She misses a jumping clothesline and when she gets back to her feet, Tonya charges at her like a freight train, connecting with a huge spear that nearly knocks the poor ring announcer out of her boots.
The crowd looks on, horrified at what Tonya is going to do next. She answers their questions by picking up Iris and tossing her into the center of the ring with a turning belly-to-belly suplex. Iris holds her back in pain as Tonya picks her up and pushes her into the corner with ease. She connects with some hard hitting shoulder thrusts then backs up and charges into one more shoulder thrust. Tonya then whips Iris off the ropes and the instant she comes back, Iris is swung around into a Scrapbuster slam. The fans are absolutely amazed at Tonya’s offense in this match and she looks at them with a small smirk on her face. She then picks up Iris and lifts her into a bearhug. Tonya then drops Iris with the Tigress Crusher but keeps a side bearhug applied. Iris is almost out of it and with nowhere else to go, she chooses to tap out.
Tonya then releases the hold on her and picks up Iris’ discarded mic, shoving it in her face.
Iris: “Ungh… the winner… of this match… Tonya ‘Tigress’… Montana.”
Tonya is satisfied with the result and she chooses to leave the ring. Meanwhile, Iris rolls out of the ring and heads over to ringside, where she tries to nurse her injuries.
Fade out.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Oct 9, 2006 8:53:53 GMT -5
Endsong Promotion (Credit: Senator)
**A dominant possessor of a once unstable championship** (Damien King is seen, hitting his rolling blockbuster suplex series)
**A wildly popular phenomenon grows in power and popularity** (Dramatic shots of OLYMPIA are shown)
**Last time, Damien King had the edge, and the title. This time, the playing field has slanted…but in who’s favor? OLYMPIA challenges Damien King in a rematch for the Fallout Television Championship, in a match that will break your expectations**
**Endsong: October 24: Fallout heads to Pay Per View for the very first time** Contact your local provider to order Endsong on Pay Per View, don't delay!
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Oct 9, 2006 8:54:08 GMT -5
Segment: "A Brand New Woman" (Credit: Rattlesnake)
As Fallout continues, the scene shifts to diva Mina von Pathos. She looks different than before in that she doesn't look like a vampire at all. It could be the ensuing war with ACW that has brought on this change in her. Then again, it could be that she just doesn't want to be like that anymore.
Mina: I stand here tonight to address you, the Fallout fans, about something important. The fastest hour on television, as you know, has become quite the superior brand. It seems that ACW is upset with the actions our stars took at their little Emperor of the Ring. And what makes me laugh at them is the guy that won Emperor of the Ring. He actually thinks he's an emperor now. Excuse me, can you try something unique next time? But I'm sure he can't help it. Anyways, let's deal with what matters, and that is me. I want to say that I am on the verge of becoming the top diva on Fallout and I will do whatever it takes to make that happen. Don't think I can do that? Just watch me. If you think I'm a joke, prepare to eat your words. If you think I'm nothing, I'll cause your head to spin. The truth is that compared to what you've seen from me lately, you're going to see something completely different. I'll make you that you see something you've never seen before. You know the saying, expect the unexpected? They were really talking about me.
Mina seemed a lot cockier than before. Maybe this change in her demeanor could prove to be quite useful for her in the future. She knows that she shouldn't be viewed as a joke or a pushover, but as a fast-rising threat. Instilling fear in others is one way to go about it, but when it comes down to it, it's just not enough. Mina realized that she needs something else to back that up. She could always rely on the fear factor when she needed to, but she has to show others that she's serious about being a female wrestler and not someone's sick and twisted joke. For once, she was going to undergo the proper training and build herself into someone that could compete anywhere and against anyone.
Mina: Today, I make a vow to myself and to all of you. The next time you see me in the ring, I won't just skate by and barely pick up a win. I'm going to impress you. I'm going to make you all believe I should be the Fallout Women's Champion. Before long, I'll make that single thought a reality. Just you wait and see.
Mina was cocky, but maybe that was just being a little overconfident. Then again, she was offering the same old story that everyone does at least once when they either start out or try to turn things around for themselves. It does motivate her though. She has a goal set in front of her and will do whatever it takes to obtain it. She'll do anything she can. Well, anything that doesn't include exploiting herself. Even Mina has standards.
But for now, it's time to prepare herself for a long journey. It'll be a difficult one, but the rewards will be worth the effort. As of today, Mina is now a brand new woman.
Mina stands there and thinks about eventually becoming the Fallout Women's Champion. It's definitely a possibility, but it'll take time. Until then, she knows what she has to do and that's just what she'll do.
Fade
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Oct 9, 2006 8:54:30 GMT -5
Match: Jack Jefferson vs. Derek Luman (Credit: Jack Jefferson)
As we open “The Next Episode” by Dr Dre hits and Jack Jefferson steps through the curtain, with a smirk on his face, to a plethora of boos.
Iris: The following match is a singles match scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Manchester, England and weighing in this evening at 207lbs…‘Jack of all Trades’ Jack Jefferson!!
Jack swaggers down to the ring, sliding in when he reaches it. He climbs onto the turnbuckle to his right, placing his right foot on the top rope whilst leaving his left on the middle rope. He slaps his hands on his pectoral muscles and holds his arms out, forming a ‘gun’ with his index fingers and thumbs. He then hops down, dropping his jacket over the ropes and awaits his opponents entrance.
Iris: And his opponent, hailing from Alberta, Canada and weighing in at 227lbs…Derek Luman!!
The lights go out and “Prelude 12-21” by AFI begins. When it gets to the clapping/drumming section the lights begin to flicker on and off in sync with the music. Derek makes his way down the ramp to the ring and slides under the bottom rope. He then stretches on the ropes and in the corner before turning to face Jefferson.
Bell Rings
Jefferson makes a ‘bring it’ gesture to Luman, who steps cautiously forward. Jefferson offers his right hand in a ‘test of strength’ withdrawing it with a smirk as Luman reaches forward with his left hand. Jefferson then offers his left hand instead. Jefferson watches intently as Luman warily extends his right hand, he then smirks as he quickly withdraws his left hand and simultaneously slaps him with the right. As Luman looks shocked Jefferson catapults off the ropes and knocks the bigger Luman off his feet with a Running Lariat. Jefferson smirks before hitting a Standing Moonsault and hooking the leg only to have Luman power out after a one-count.
Luman looks furious at being slapped by Jefferson as he rises to his feet and drives his forearm into his face, pushing him back into the corner. He then back up and aims a Superkick which Jefferson ducks, leaving Luman with his foot caught on the top rope. This allows Jefferson to hit a carefully aimed Dropkick on Luman’s other leg, sending him sprawling to the mat. Jefferson drags Luman to his feet and connects with a European Uppercut which staggers him, he then connects with a second and finally knocks Luman on his feet with a powerful third uppercut.
Luman rises to a vertical base and charges at Jefferson. As Luman reaches him, Jefferson lashes out and connects with a deafening chop to Luman’s chest which knocks him clean off his feet. He forces Luman to sit up, driving his forearm into his face repeatedly to ensure co-operation. He then springs off the ropes and hits Luman with a Shining Wizard. He rolls Luman up but is disappointed when Luman kicks out at two.
Jefferson gets up in the face of the referee and claps his hands, ordering the ref to hurry his count up. Luman rises groggily to his feet and drives a Dropkick into the spine of Jefferson whilst he is distracted. Jefferson gets angrily to his feet and takes Luman down with a Running Leg Lariat. Jefferson then drags Luman to his feet and hits him with a flurry of Knife-Edged Chops. Jefferson holds Luman behind his back so that he is back to back with him, horizontal to the mat. He then drops down while swinging his opponent, sending his opponent stomach-first into the mat to complete the move known as the Black Tornado Slam. He covers and receives the three-count.
Iris: Your winner, by way of pinfall…‘Jack of all Trades’ Jack Jefferson!!
The crowd show their displeasure with Jefferson’s victory as he climbs onto the turnbuckle, posing and cursing the fans.
Fade to Black
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Oct 9, 2006 8:54:45 GMT -5
Segment: Welcome Home (Credit: Wyvern)
As the feed comes back from commercial, “Just Because” hits the P.A., as Sean Nichols emerges from the entrance, to a different reaction from what he has been growing accustomed to. People cheer the returning Fallout talent, as he makes his first triumphant steps back in the company of Fallout, as he is flanked by Biff, as well as a multitude of Fallout talent and staff members, as Nichols soaks the reaction up. Sean climbs into the ring first, and salutes the crowd, while maintaining his ever-cocky demeanor, as he picks up a microphone to address the crowd.
Nichols: That’s right! I’m back home, baby!!!
The crowd cheers for Nichols, who is clearly playing to the crowd. At this point, the rest of the herd climb into the ring, and surround Nichols, all with looks of jubilation.
Nichols: We’re the best, and you know why? Because I’m with you all! That’s right, ACW is NOTHING without me! However, before I continue with what I’m going to say, Biff here wants to say a few words.
Nichols hands the mic to Biff, who has the look of a general who has just launched the offensive plan that will win his war. Biff takes a moment to compile his thoughts, before uttering his dialogue.
Biff: Fans of Fallout, also known as the fans of REAL QUALITY WRESTLING, I’m proud to introduce the man who single-handedly schooled Wyvern and the so-called Emperor of the Ring, Sean Nichols!
This comment elicits yet another loud pop from the faithful crowd.
Biff: That’s right, Nichols is yet another great reason why Fallout is by far the most superior entity around! And tonight, we take a portion of our time to honor his return to the place that took him in when ACW didn’t.
With a snap of Biff’s finger, a few balloons fall from the ceiling, and some of the staff members move to ringside to grab a few bottles of champagne. Biff uncorks the first bottle, and sprays it up into the air, before pouring some of it on Sean. Laughing all the while, Biff hands the remainder of the bottle to Sean, as Biff continues to speak.
Biff: I’m sorry, Sean. I wish we could throw you more of a celebration, but I’m afraid we don’t allocate our budgets to allow for extremely grandiose celebrations like the ACW is known to do. However, let me be the first to say it’s at least genuine. So, drink up and welcome home!
Sean tips back the bottle, and tastes the champagne as it collides with his taste buds. He takes quite the drink, as the on-lookers support him. He puts the bottle down from his mouth, as he takes the microphone back up to speak. Nichols: Thank you all, at least I’m appreciated here! And that reminds me, of that ungrateful Wyvern. And with that, let me address that no good son of a bitch.
The crowd boos the sheer mention of Wyvern.
Nichols: Wyvern, you claim that I’m the “penultimate” thorn in your side? Thanks for the compliment buddy. I had NO idea that you could have realized it. Let me get this off of my chest, and state it as clearly as I can, I’ve never respected you. You, Wyvern, represent all that this wrong with the ACW, and I’m not whipping out clever dramatics, either. I, Sean Nichols, have pegged you accurately as a hypocrite who is unable to focus on anything relevant to his goals, who uses pretenses of being an “honorable” person to draw a few cheers from the purist crowd. Wyvern, you’re so full of it, that I’m surprised you haven’t announced your candidacy for president!
Sean laughs for a minute, as the surrounding supporters join in.
Nichols: Wyvern, you have NO idea how long I’ve waited for this day. And yes, I knew damn well back in 1999 what I had said in that paper. I had all awareness of what I said, and not only that, I was BEGGING you to read it! Why? Because it spoke the truth then, and it speaks the truth now! You’re just a jackass, you think the accomplishments you’ve done in your life actually compile into something noteworthy. Well, you’re wrong! You just don’t seem to understand to what extent I mean, so I’m going to lay it out there: You haven’t done shit, Wyvern! Wow, you won multiple titles…exactly how many of those have been the number one titles of said promotion? One? And second question, how many of those promotions are still ALIVE? One? And lastly, is one of the now-defunct promotions the keeper of your “prized” top title? I’m going to answer it…yes. You see Wyvern, I’ve heard you talk about experience. And when it comes down to it, it’s amazing that you go on and brag, while people with seemingly less experience hold more acclaim than you. So, why are you so intent on accusing me of my rise to fame? At least I could accept independent bookings without changing my name, but enough about my ability to draw. Wyvern, I’m going to say this…do you really think you’re in my league, do you think your nearly 31 year old self is going to be able to defeat me? Sure, you’re taller, and you’ve got more years of “experience”, but let it be known Chumpzilla, that I, Sean Nichols, the main-event, the 24/7 highlight reel, the main draw, will never go down against a washed-up, overrated man who prides himself on cowardic—
Actions speak louder than words at this moment, as “Trip Like I Do” blasts over the P.A. Sean stumbles back, and drops his bottle of champagne on the canvas, with it spilling all over. The entire Fallout entourage moves to see the ACW competitor make an appearance here tonight. The crowd themselves are silent, wondering how Wyvern could draw up that amount of courage to even show up. The song plays in its entirety before shutting off. No sign of Wyvern, as a somewhat shaken Nichols picks up the mic.
Nichols: So that’s how we’re going to play… Well, just remember Wyvern, that SIZE DOESN’T MATTER!!!
Nichols throws the mic down, as he climbs out of the ring, as his supporters follow in tow. He exits the arena floor, looking very displeased, as the camera fades.
Will Nichols exact revenge on Wyvern?
Only time will tell.
End segment.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Oct 9, 2006 8:55:03 GMT -5
Match: Daniel Ness vs. Radobar and El Loco (Credit: HEEEEEEEEEEEEEETMAHN)
We cut to the ring where Iris is still feeling the effects of her match with Tonya.
Iris: “Ugh… This contest is a handicap tag match; introducing first… from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, weighing in at 225 lbs… he is DANIEL NESS!”
“Survival of the Sickest” hits and the crowd boos as Daniel Ness makes his way down to the ring. He makes motions around his waist, signifying his hunger for the Fallout Openweight Championship. He makes his way down the ramp and enters the ring by sliding under the bottom rope.
Iris: “And his opponents, at a combined weight of 395 lbs, they are the team of RADOBAR AND EL LOCO!”
The ACW originals come out the theme of “The Beautiful People” by Marilyn Manson and the crowd couldn’t be anymore happier to see these two back on ACW ground. El Loco walks down the ramp like a psychopath with scissors, generating laughs beneath his Hannibal Lecter style of mask. Radobar just looks on at his partner, possibly contemplating what he’s gotten himself into. The duo enters the ring and Radobar opts to start off against Ness.
Bell rings.
Ness and Radobar circle each other to start this contest before they lock up collar-and-elbow style. Ness shoves Radobar into the ropes and delivers a big knife-edge chop to Radobar’s chest. The ACW original cries out in pain as Ness delivers another chop. Fans are already wondering if Ness is going to technically dissect these two tonight. Luckily, Radobar silences the doubters for now by tossing Ness into the corner and getting in some punches before the referee separates the two. Radobar then grabs Ness by the head and looks towards his corner. El Loco, simply put, is going loco as he extends his hand, wanting in the match badly. Radobar obliges with a tag and now El Loco jumps into the ring, laying into Ness with rapid-fire punches before dragging him to the center of the ring and connecting with a running dropkick. El Loco covers but only gets a two count.
Ness is picked up once more but he fights back with elbows to the midsection followed by clubbing forearms to the back of El Loco. Radobar looks on, concerned, as Ness drops El Loco with a rear waistlock takedown. Ness then tells Radobar to bring it on. Unfortunately, Radobar falls for Ness’ trap and gets driven into the canvas with a drop toehold. The crowd groans at Radobar’s blind tactics as Ness laughs, making motions around his waist once more. El Loco gets to his feet only to get the wind taken out of him courtesy of Ness’ Dragon Backbreaker. Radobar then gets picked up and driven into the canvas with a double underhook powerbomb. Ness picks up Radobar once more and tosses him out of the ring. Ness then turns his attention back to El Loco and grabs him by the head. He spins himself into the Sheer FinNESS, which finds it mark on El Loco. Ness covers and gets a successful three count.
Iris: “Here is your winner… DANIEL NESS!”
“Survival of the Fittest” hits again and Ness looks down at El Loco then over to Radobar and then to the fans. He throws up his arms in victory and laughs, knowing that Endsong may possibly be the best night of his life.
Fade out.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Oct 9, 2006 8:55:18 GMT -5
Segment: The high school years (credit: Marcus Curtis)
The slightly familiar tribal drum beat begins to play, when the beat picks up and the tempo raises we close in on an American high school which is bustling with activity, the seniors are busy picking on the freshmen, who are trying desperately trying to prevent their school bags being hurled about. The weaker more nerdy students are all sat in a large group at one of the picnic tables around the school entrance laughing at dungeons and dragons or whatever it is that American geeks get their kicks off of nowadays. The gothic kids are sat in couplets or trios on the school steps not saying anything but just staring in front of them. The rebellious kids are sat out of sight behind the football field smoking marijuana, hovering above them is an ominous cloud of thick smoke that has been spotted by a teacher who is making his way towards them. Stood in the middle of the school entrance is Marcus Curtis, he notices the camera and smiles whilst he beckons the cameraman over. He is dressed in a school jacket with the initials TC on it and a pair of plain blue jeans, on his feet he is wearing some Nike air classic sneakers, the watch he is wearing catches the sunlight and shines with a bright white light, as the cameraman weaves his way through the students towards Curtis the future ACW superstar checks his watch and half laughs.
Curtis: Hey, you’re late.
We hear the mumbled tones of the cameraman who is explaining his lack of punctuality. Marcus just laughs and feels the stubble on his cheeks.
Curtis: It’s ok man, I’m just yanking your chain. I only just got here anyway. Are we rolling?
The camera nods
Curtis: Cool, hey ACW fans as you may know, my name is Marcus Curtis and I’m here to tell you my story, last week I told you about my family’s history, but this week I’m here to tell you about my high school years in a chapter that I have ingeniously entitled, Chapter 2 of the Marcus Curtis story. Today I’ll take you around my high school, show you the gym where I started amateur wrestling and let you interview some of my teachers. Come with me.
Marcus leads the camera into the school via the student entrance, the cameraman stops moving and begins filming the surroundings, it appears to be the school’s fire safety week as fly posters and banners with the slogan “Be Fire Cautious” emblazoned on them, in the corridors students are stood chatting away and getting stuff from their lockers. At this moment the bell rings and the halls clear pretty quickly as students rush to their classes.
Curtis: Wow, perfect timing. Ok firstly, welcome to Trenton Central High School. This was the school I attended until I graduated about 18 months ago. I loved this place and I learned a lot here and made some friends I’ll have for the rest of my life. Now I’ll take you to our phys. Ed. Department.
Curtis takes us through the corridors to the school’s physical education department where he is warmly welcomed by the head of the department. Curtis then explains to him what is going on and then walks back to the camera.
Curtis: This is my former phys ed teacher Mr Stephens. He’s going to give you an interview and tour of the department.
The camera focuses in on Mr Stephens who smiles and beckons the cameraman over as he starts to walk to a message board.
Stephens: Marcus was always a keen athlete, in fact he is one of the schools greatest, he was a Varsity basketball player and a State track champion. But it was in Wrestling where he really excelled, I remember his first day at practice, I remember this skinny kid walk into the class, he looked totally out of his depth. But I spotted some potential in him and took him under my wing. He was a quick learner, he was a natural and I can still remember his first championship in his weight class, the delight on his face was immeasurable. I think ACW will be a great place for Marcus, he’s an all out athlete and has championship potential.
Cameraman: We’re almost out of time here.
Curtis: Oh ok, well I’d like to thank you Mr Stephens, not only for this interview but for everything.
Marcus and his former teacher share a manly handshake and Mr Stephens walks into the school gym. Marcus then turns back to the camera and smiles.
Curtis: Well, that was the second chapter of my story. I want all you fans to know that I am so excited about coming to ACW; I hope you’re all as happy as I am. So to refresh your memories, my name is Marcus Curtis and I’m coming to Fallout in 3 weeks.
Fade
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