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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Oct 15, 2006 9:44:04 GMT -5
Dark Matches: None Card: None This is a Halberd II Production…
Tonight’s Fallout format has changed. As we draw closer to Endsong, we bask in the anticipation for the matches, rather than distract ourselves with others.
Endsong marks an ending and a beginning. Like a phoenix burning out and rising from its own ashes bigger and stronger, so shall Fallout.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Oct 15, 2006 9:44:22 GMT -5
Segment: POEM! (Credit: HEEEEEEEEEEEEEETMAHN)
The scene fades to the backstage area. We see Tonya Montana looking down at the ground, contemplating her match with Ten-Ka at Endsong. Suddenly, a big pair of feet show up in front of her eyes. She slowly looks up and sees none other than Afternoon, wearing a three piece suit, custom made.
Tonya: “Um, can I help you?”
Afternoon gathers the strength to not fumble his words.
Afternoon: “Uh yeah, I don’t think we’ve met. My name is Shaun, I’m known in this company as Afternoon Drinkin.”
Afternoon extends a hand and Tonya decides to shake his hand.
Tonya: “Oh yeah, you’re the guy that teams with that Ben guy. I’m Tonya Montana, the one who’s going to rip Ten-Ka to shreds at Endsong.”
Afternoon then releases his hand.
Afternoon: “Yeah, what’s up with that, eh? She’s a crazy bitch.”
Tonya: “I think being in the Amazon permanently messed up her brain.”
Afternoon then reaches into his pants pocket as Tonya looks on confused.
Tonya: “What’s that?”
Afternoon: “It’s a poem. Wanna read it?”
Tonya: “…sure.”
Tonya takes the piece of paper and unfolds it. She reads the text and then hands it back to Afternoon.
Tonya: “That’s pretty good. You wrote that?”
Afternoon nods, with XS3’s words ringing true in his head.
Tonya: “Better poet than a wrestler, eh?”
Afternoon: “…”
Tonya then lets out a laugh.
Tonya: “Relax, I’m kidding with you…”
However, Tonya’s humor is only temporary. She sees Ten-Ka the Jungle Queen walking towards her. She gets right into Tonya’s face as Afternoon looks on.
Ten-Ka: “You not win against Ten-Ka!”
Tonya: “Give me a break! You couldn’t learn proper English if your life depended on it so what makes you think you can beat me?”
It seems like the two are going to fight until Afternoon gets between them.
Afternoon: “Hey now, don’t need killing, everybody’s chilling.”
Ten-Ka then winds up and unleashes a massive punch to Afternoon’s midsection, forcing him to drop to his knees on the ground. Ten-Ka gives a small grunt and walks off. Tonya then goes down on one knee and looks at Afternoon.
Tonya: “You all right?”
Afternoon: “Yeah… I’m fine… *coughcoughWHEEZE* Anyway… *hack* I gotta go now. Nice talking to ya.”
Afternoon slowly staggers up to his feet and walks off slowly. Tonya stands back up and shakes her head.
Tonya: “Nice guy. Now then…”
Tonya then goes back to preparing for her upcoming match for Endsong as we…
Fade out.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Oct 15, 2006 9:44:38 GMT -5
Segment: Fellowship (Credit: Rose)
Surrender? Do you think this A stands for France?! --Captain America
The scene opens in the living room of Sakina Khalida’s humble apartment. The room is romantically cozy. The lights are off, and the room is completely dark save for the tiny bit of light given off by the television screen. Sakina is sitting attentively on the nearby couch, with her eyes locked on the TV screen. Whatever she’s watching must be very exciting, because she can’t seem to take her eyes off of it.
Seconds pass, and there is finally a break in the action that allows her to look away from the screen for just a second. She quickly discovers that Lilly has managed to doze off in mid-match. She’s curled up in to a ball on the other end of the couch, and she looks like she could sleep forever.
Suddenly, Sakina finds that she doesn’t even care about the match anymore.
Sakina: What I wouldn’t do…
Sakina’s hand scoots ever closer towards her sleeping student, and it’s literally quivering with anticipation.
Sakina: I’d do any—
Suddenly there is a violent pounding at the door. Lilly literally jumps awake and it terrified by what sounds like the door being kicked down. Sakina, on the other hand, is ready to rip the head off of whoever interrupted her quiet time…[/color]
Lilly: Oh! Wha—what’s going on!?
Sakina: Stay right here. Everything is fine. I think it’s just somebody at the door. I’ll go give whoever it is a piece of my mind.
Lilly: Be careful.
Sakina: I’ll be fine, don’t worry.
Sakina gets up and walks over to the door. The banging doesn’t cease in its ferocity until she finally swings the door open. She expects to see some sort of annoying neighbor or possibly even a Fallout official…
As it turns out, it’s somebody she could never have expected: Chance “Tiger VII” Emmerson.
Sakina: This is quite the surprise…
Chance looks like he’s seen better days. He hasn’t shaved in quite a while, and his eyes look like they haven’t seen a night’s sleep in days. He has the forlorn look of a man who’s lost everything. All he does is stand in the doorway and rhythmically flip his beloved coin.
Sakina’s very confuse.
Sakina: Where’s Umeko?
When Chance hears her name, he snaps out of his momentary trance to respond in a strangely calm, quiet voice.
Chance: Gone.
The urgency of the situation becomes immediately apparent to Sakina, who begins to piece together what must have happened in her head.
Sakina: Gone? She hasn’t called me since— What happened in Texas?
Chance responds, but he’s clearly spaced out. His strange calmness must be some sort of emotional defense mechanism.
Chance: I had a match…then she was gone. Then I…had to come here.
His cryptic answers on frustrate Sakina, but she tries to remain calm.
Sakina: You look like hell…and I don’t even want to think how you got all the way back here by yourself… Come inside, and we’ll try to sort this out.
Chance nods robotically, and then he walks inside the room. Lilly peers over the edge of he couch, and she is rather confused by what’s going on…she’s not the only one. We’re left to a shot of Chance nearly collapsing from exhaustion as the scene slowly fades to black.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Oct 15, 2006 9:44:55 GMT -5
Segment: The wait is almost over (credit: Marcus Curtis)
The Fallout fans are taken to the corridor just outside of the office of Fallout Commissioner Biff Taylor, the camera focuses on the door that leads into the man’s office but suddenly the camera is forcefully moved towards another direction, the object that is now in the focus of the camera is non-other than ‘Investigative Journalist’ Rich Marlowe. He is, as usual, dressed in a heavy trench coat and fedora; he is anxiously fingering his professional looking camera. He turns towards the camera and speaks into his microphone in hushed tones.
Marlowe: Rich Marlowe here, I’m stood by because I heard that Biff has a big announcement about the first ever Fallout Pay-per-View End song. I’m whispering because if those guys in there (he gestures towards the door to Biff’s Office) hear me the scoop is gone. So we just have to wait a while until one of them comes out, and then we’ll grab him and probe him for answers.
The door slowly opens and Marcus Curtis is seen coming out, he stops just before he fully opens the door and says ‘Thank You’ to whoever is inside, just as he turns around he is confronted by an out-of-breath Rich Marlowe who has just sprinted down the corridor to get to Curtis as quickly as possible. Marlowe is really out of breath and appears to have a stitch.
Marcus: Are you ok man?
Marlowe breathes heavily
Marcus: Just breathe slowly, inhale….exhale
Marlowe breathes along with Curtis and eventually catches his breath
Marlowe: Marcus Curtis, do you anything of Biff’s big announcement?
Marcus: Well it’s funny you should say because I’ve been sent out here by Biff to tell the Fallout fans all about this big announcement.
Marlowe: Well, spit it out.
Marcus: The announcement is, at Endsong, October 24th, Fallout fans will see the debut of yours truly, Marcus Curtis. And I will be going one-on-one with none other than the ‘Corporate Idol’ Jeffrey Janson.
Marlowe: Wow he turns towards the camera Well there you have it, at Endsong we will see the debut of Marcus Curtis.
Fade
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Oct 15, 2006 9:45:14 GMT -5
Segment: Television Domination (Credit: Senator)
Other belts might be considered more prestigious, other belts might have a deeper division.
Even so, no belt is defended more often, and no other champion has a better chance to show their dominance than the Television Champion.
From the debut of the Television Title, with Ben Drinkin and Dangerous Nicholas Alger breaking ground with their feud for the titles, to the "hot potato" era, to the current reign of Damien King, the Television Champion has always defended against all challengers. It is the only belt on Fallout that has a mandatory defense, not every month, but every single show. The Television champion has to possess many different attributes to hope to hold onto the belt for any length of time.
Damien King does indeed have those skills and traits. He is exceptionally gifted, athletically. Many state that he is the finest athlete on Fallout, and some even believe him to be the finest in the industry. King is versatile in the ring, able to absorb vast amounts of punishment if need be, fly with the most agile individuals around, and is powerful enough to lift even larger opponents with ease. Perhaps most importantly, King is consistent, and takes pride in what he does. Losing is not an option, in his playbook.
Enter OLYMPIA.
The enigmatic OLYMPIA is a recent arrival on Fallout. He started off his Fallout career with a powerful victory, but then fell to King in an early attempt at obtaining gold. For most, that would either lead to a bump back down the card, and a long rebuilding process, or a simple departure from the company. OLYMPIA, as we would soon learn, is different. An instant cult figure, he soon displaced a certain Texas Ranger in pop culture. His dynamic ring presence, cat-like reflexes and uncanny charisma catapulted him back on a collision course with the Television Champion, and thus, a rematch was a given. Now, OLYMPIA returns to the title hunt, will this second try be gold or will Damien remain King over the Television Title?
There's only one way to find out. You don't want to miss this one. Damien King, OLYMPIA, Television Title, Endsong. Order now, or regret your choice forever.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Oct 15, 2006 9:45:33 GMT -5
Segment: Breaking the Kayfabe! (Credit: HEEEEEEEEEEEEEETMAHN)
We cut to the hallways and we see none other than Fallout’s laughing duo, Ken Williams and Jason Daniels. As they walk down the halls, they converse amongst each other.
Ken: “Heh-heh-heh! Hey Jason, you know what would be, like, cool and stuff?”
Jason: “Huh-huh-huh. Uhhh I don’t know.”
Ken: “It would be cool if we, like, y’know, won the tag titles and stuff!”
Jason: “Huh-huh-huh! That would rule.”
The two idiots keep walking down the halls until they approach their locker room. Selina Taylor walks past them and the two laugh and gawk at her before they enter their room and shut the door behind them. Selina sighs.
Selina: “Sigh… I wonder if those two actually do anything smart.”
The scene shifts into Ken and Jason’s locker room. Jason laughs.
Jason: “Huh-huh-huh. Hey Ken, is it uhhh clear?”
Ken opens the door and looks outside. No one is seen. He shuts the door behind him.
Ken: “Heh-heh-heh. Ummm, no.”
The two pause and blink at each other before they let out a huge sigh of relief. All of a sudden, Jason speaks in a fancy accent, which is rare.
Jason: “Thank goodness. I was wondering if we were going to keep up these shenanigans all day.”
Ken: “Indeed, my good friend. I am going to change into a comfortable attire.”
Jason: “As am I.”
The two head for their individual bathrooms and seconds later, they arrive garbed in bathrobes, dress pants and a pair of slippers. Ken has a monocle on his left eye while Jason has a pair of reading glasses. Soon after, Ken and Jason take the posters of AC/DC and Metallica and turn them around, revealing posters of Beethoven and Romeo and Juliet. The shelf which stores multiple CDs changes is spun around nto a bookshelf complete with works of Shakespeare and Voltaire. The duo then clears their coffee table full of magazines full of women and they place a chess board on top. They both pull up a chair.
Ken: “Would you care for some chamomile?”
Jason: “Yes, thank you.”
Ken reaches over and grabs a kettle of chamomile tea. Jason is handed a cup of tea and Ken pours one for himself. They both take a small sip then sigh, content with their beverage.
Jason: “Good as always.”
Ken: “Indeed it is.”
Fast forward twenty minutes and the two seemingly not idiots are deeply engaged in a battle of chess. Jason moves one of his pieces and because I don’t know the rules of chess, this results in…
Jason: “Checkmate.”
Ken chuckles, admitting defeat, before him and Jason stand up and shake hands.
Ken: “A brilliant contest. Thank you for a wonderful game.”
Jason: “Oh it was my pleasure.”
All of a sudden, Jason looks over, a bit horrified. Ken turns around also and the duo sees Selina standing in the doorway, her jaw dropped to the floor (not literally). Ken pulls back his hand and quickly tosses the chess board to the ground. He speaks in his in-character dialect.
Ken: “Um… you bunghole! I’m gonna kick your ass!”
Selina isn’t convinced and she slowly backs away before running down the halls. Ken sighs.
Ken: “We really must get a lock on that door.”
Jason: “Quite preposterous.”
Ken: “Indeed.”
Jason: “Of course.”
Me: “FADE OUT!!!”
And we do so.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Oct 15, 2006 9:45:51 GMT -5
Segment: The Grandest Prize of Them All (Credit: Senator)
The Fallout Openweight Title. Considered the most prestigious prize in the company, sought by many, held by few. Open to all weight classes, but not to all skill levels, it is considered a great honor simply to be allowed to compete for the belt.
The Openweight Title was not always what it is today. Once, in another company, it was the Junior Title, and was a stepping stone to greater glory. The likes of Anthony Kalb, Cernunnos, and Predator all raised the value of the Junior title, but it still was not the unparalleled crown jewel of a company. It eventually was abandoned, and sat without an owner for months. What happened next, though, can be considered nothing less than an incredible transformation.
The name was changed, to both mirror its greater significance, as well as the diverse classes of competition on Fallout. And then, an epic tournament took place, with many elite names entering. Former three time holder, Anthony Kalb. The intimidating field marshal of the Corporate Club, Sgt. Pilko. The silently charismatic, and supremely powerful Wolf. In all, six competitors entered, but one left, able to call himself champion.
Skurai has an enigmatic force in every company he has competed in. A former champion himself, Skurai knew the challenge that faced him, not only did he have to defeat the competition, but he also had to both overcome his old, sporadic ways, and become the figurehead of a quickly rising company. Few would say that he did not accomplish those tasks.
Daniel Ness also has many accomplishments to his name. Former high school and NCAA national amateur champion, and the winner of many other nationwide tournaments, Ness went into the realm of professional wrestling, to truly test himself in a combat situation, against the best in the world. His career may not have started out great, as a protégé of a current champion in another federation, and with losses to the Lost Boys, Ness quickly adapted to his new environment, becoming almost uncontrollably vicious, which, coupled with his mat based skill, has made him nearly unstoppable.
Ness earned the role as the Ace of the Corporate Club, while Skurai has managed to have remained almost entirely undefeated over the course of his reign, despite facing difficult, desparate, and varied opposition. At Endsong, Ness's quest finally reaches its apex. Skurai defends his title in what very well might be the single most important match in his career.
Can the dominant veteran remain strong enough to overcome his opponent? Can the younger, focused challenger put away his elder to become champion? Only one place to see the results unfold, at Endsong. Contact your local Pay Per View provider today, and let them know that you want to experience the rush that only Fallout can provide. The Fastest Hour on Televison becomes the Most Intense Presentation on Premium Programming, come October 24th.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Oct 15, 2006 9:46:06 GMT -5
Segment: "Minor Training" (Credit: Rattlesnake)
The scene opens to Mina preparing for some light training. She had just finished warming up and reaches for a jump rope. Before she can grab one, a hand stops her. She looks back and sees a man roughly in his 30s.
Mina: Who the hell are you and what the hell do you think you're doing?
The man laughs like he'd heard something completely familiar.
Mina: And what's so funny?
??: Oh, forgive me. You just reminded me of someone I used to work with. The name's Larry.
Mina: O...k. Does that mean I'm supposed to know you is some way?
Larry: Not exactly. I've been an avid follower of ACW and Fallout and I just had to seek revenge against someone.
Mina: So why are you talking to me?
Larry: Because he is with ACW.
Mina: So what did "he" do to you?
Larry: Let's just say that at one point in the last year, he unceremoniously relieved me of my services.
Mina: Your services?
Larry: I helped him as a training partner. I always made sure he was properly prepared for his matches. When I saw him, I knew I had to flock to the Fallout side.
Mina: And?
Larry: When I saw you last week addressing part of the fight with ACW, I couldn't help but think that this was my one chance for revenge. I'm not a cruel person, but he turned his back on me and I have wanted retribution since that day.
Mina: And just who is "he?"
Larry looks around to see who all is near him. Mina looks confused as Larry inches in and whispers a name in her right ear.
Mina: You mean it was-
Before Mina can say the name, Larry shushes her.
Larry: Shhh...I don't want this getting out. I don't know who all here is in cahoots with ACW. There are some people here that could work backstage with them. We need to be careful with what we discuss.
Mina: I see. So, assuming this is about me, what do you want with me?
Larry: I want to help develop you into what you wish to be, the Fallout Women's Champion.
Mina: You think you can do that?
Larry: Give me some time...say 6 weeks. If you don't hear any positive feedback or find yourself in a position to where you can challenge for the Women's Championship, you can fire me and I'll have no regrets. However, if you do find yourself with either of those cases, I'll need you to do a favor for me. Fair enough?
Mina: Hmm...I don't think it would hurt. I think you have a deal.
Larry: I don't think of it as a "deal." It's more like an agreement.
Mina: Ok, so what do we do now?
Larry: Let's focus on some minor training. Just the basics for now. Once you have a full grasp of that, I'll show you some more advanced techniques and how to break free from certain ones. There is a way to break free from any technique, you just need to know it's weakness. I can show you how to find it and exploit it.
Mina: Well, let's get started!
Larry: Yes, let's get started.
Mina and Larry walk off, discussing the basics.
But who were they talking about? Who does Larry want revenge against? What kind of favor would he ask of Mina?
The scene fades out as Larry demonstrates some moves to Mina.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Oct 15, 2006 9:46:22 GMT -5
Segment: Hype (Credit: Yoko)
A pool of blood is spreading out over a blank floor. Suddenly, it catches fire.
No one really knows much about The Cremator’s origin.
And no one really knows much about The Reaper’s origin.
But one thing is certain. These two men hate each other passionately.
A short clip of them clubbing each other repeatedly.
They will go to the ends of the earth to destroy the other.
Various clips play of one stalking the other, the various escapades involving fire and or blood, Reaper reaching out of a boiler and grabbing Cremator, Cremator nearly exploding him in the rafters, the brawl at EOTR, and ending with the double chokeslam through a table in their only match.
At Endsong, will The Reaper reap his glory, or will The Cremator cremate his nemesis? Tune in, October 24th!
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Oct 15, 2006 9:46:39 GMT -5
Segment: The Outlaw Returns! (Credit: Senator)
Rich Marlowe: Investigative Reporter, Rich Marlowe, here in the Dwight Gym with two very special individuals! The master of the Lariat, Stan H. Johnston, and former ACW wrestler, and Pro Wrestling Hall of Famer, "Outlaw" Jack Conner! Now, as I hear it, Mr. Conner, you have observed several of Johnston's matches, and have been very impressed. Is that true?
Outlaw: Sure is, chap. See, I might not quite be back one hundred percent here, but I can't just step away from the business for good, no sir. Now, I heard about this nephew of my old rival, Stan Hansen, and I just figgered I'd take a look see over here, and check out just how good he was. And I was impressed, oh yeah, I sure was! Stan Johnston here, now, he's the future of things around here, but he's not forgotten the past, have you?
Johnston: No, I sure haven't, pardner!
Outlaw: Now, y'all might say that I'm here to give Stan here the final piece to the puzzle. I want to give him the boot in the rear to make sure that he, you know, brings all the cows home!
Marlowe: So, you're managing Stan Johnston?
Johnston: He sure is, and I for one can't be prouder!
Outlaw: See, Stan's too nice! He's got that fire, oh yes, he does, but that's not enough, not around here. To be a big dog on Fallout, he's gotta assert himself, call out the biggest, the best, and put himself on course for the Fallout Openweight Title! No more wanderin' round for Stan Johnston! It's time to not just make a name for yourself, but time to make yourself The Name.
Johnston: Ya' know what? I'm gonna do that, right here, right now!
Outlaw: Now, Stan, you know what I meant...
Johnston strides over to the film room in the Gym, and knocks on the door. "Textbook" Tim Dwight opens up, with a slightly confused, and slightly amused look, as he sees Johnston, Conner, Marlowe, and the camera.
Dwight: Nice to see all of you, but as I told you when I said you could film here, I have some work to do...
Johnston: Pardner, that can wait.
Dwight: Excuse me?
Johnston: Oh, it can wait! See, I realized that I've been sittin' on my heels here, content to just not have lost any matches, gotten some merchandise sales, and made some fans. Now, that's all nice and purdy, but with our big Pay Per View event coming up here, I can't just sit on the sidelines!
Dwight: If you need me to find you an opponent, I believe...
Stan Johnston smacks Dwight right on the chest.
Johnston: I've found him, right here! I want to face the best we have, and Mr. Dwight, you're that man.
Dwight: You know what, I’ve waited for this challenge since you graduated from this Gym. I’m honored by your words, and your request…I accept!
The two shake hands, as Outlaw looks on with a big smile on his face.
Marlowe: This is Rich Marlowe, signing out!
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Oct 15, 2006 9:47:01 GMT -5
Segment: Where Does Ben Stand On This Whole Thing? (Credit: HEEEEEEEEEEEEEETMAHN)
Our scene cuts to Rich Marlowe in the back with a microphone.
Marlowe: “Ladies and gentlemen, my guest at the moment is Ben Drinkin.”
Ben then enters the view of the camera, wearing a black t-shirt, a pair of dirty jeans and cowboy boots. The crowd in the background can be heard cheering.
Marlowe: “Ben, what are your thoughts about the upcoming tag team title match at Endsong?”
Ben rubs his chin before taking Marlowe’s mic and motioning for him to leave. He holds the mic up and looks towards the camera.
Ben: “Hey Goodfellas, Lost Boys, Corporate Club, look into my eyes. This means war. Ben and Afternoon Drinkin are going to curbstomp your asses and walk away the Fallout Tag Team Champions. You’re wondering, am I pissed? YES! I AM! Selina’s been wondering when her next match is coming cause she really needs the check for her family. Afternoon’s been hellbent on getting a woman. And me? I’ve been thinking about when my next taste of gold is going to come!”
A stagehand comes up to Ben only to get yelled at.
Ben: “Whatever it is you’ve got to say, piss off! I’m in no mood!”
The stagehand backs off, frightened. Ben turns back to the camera.
Ben: “And to make things even worse, Selina also got suckered into watching The Hills Have Eyes… a week after she loses her mom! She came back to me after she watched it and cried her heart out to me! FUCK! People are so thoughtless!”
Ben runs his fingers through his hair, angered at what’s going on in his life so far.
Ben: “So now we get to Endsong, the chance for Fallout to show the wrestling world what it can really do. And you know what? I need a stress reliever. So why don’t I take out my anger on our opponents.”
Ben then holds up his index finger.
Ben: “The Corporate Club. Oh great, the one team who has Biff Taylor on their side. I suppose your double team finisher is kissing someone’s ass, eh?”
Ben then holds up his middle finger to compliment his index finger.
Ben: “The Goodfellas. Why should me and Afternoon be concerned about a bunch of Godfather ripoffs who can’t even get a damn contract with this fucking joint?”
Ben then holds up his ring finger with his other two fingers.
Ben: “The Lost Boys.”
Ben pauses.
Ben: “…”
Crowd: “…”
Cameraman: “…”
Fisher: “…”
Bardo: “…”
Ben: “…look, the point is this.”
Zing.
Ben: “It doesn’t who claims to be the best team. It doesn’t matter if Fallout is at war in ACW. It doesn’t matter if Snape killed Dumbledore. Oops, old spoilers. Sorry. What matters is that at Endsong, the Drinkin Boyz are going to steal the show and become Tag Team Champions.”
The crowd in the background sides with Ben’s words with cheering. Just then, Selina Taylor comes running into the left side of the picture.
Ben: “Selina, what’s up?”
Selina: “I just saw another side of Ken Williams and Jason Daniels… I don’t even want to know…”
From the right side of the picture comes Afternoon Drinkin, holding his gut.
Selina: “Well, Shaun, how did it go?”
Afternoon scratches his head.
Afternoon: “Well she liked the poem but then I got punched in the gut by a chick wearing a gorilla suit. It was weird.”
Ben shrugs.
Ben: “All right then, now before I go, anything you want to say about the tag title match, Shaun?”
Afternoon nods and turns to the camera.
Afternoon: “Our match is going to be bigger than cheese and rice. And our victory will be even sweeter. So watch out, boys. The Drinkin Boyz are coming to take what belongs to them.”
Ben: “Couldn’t have said it better myself.”
The Drinkin Boyz and Selina then give the camera a cheesy smile before they walk off.
Fade out.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Oct 15, 2006 9:47:24 GMT -5
Fallout Hype: Ten-Ka, the Jungle Queen vs. Tonya "Tigress" Montana (Credit: Kudo) The image is pitch black as the flight of numerous bugs and the distinct chirping of birds begins to play in the background. *chirp chirp chirp chirp*The screen slowly fades into a lush green color and as the view pans out, the image of a rain-foresty area becomes evident. Suddenly the sound of bongo drums takes over and the images speedily flash into faded still footage of both Ten-Ka and Tonya. A loud tiger’s roar and a gorilla’s yell combine and take over to break the slow beginning of the video. Back and forth, split second images flash as the drums get periodically louder and heavier.
Then, a voice over comes on.Voice Over: A primal rivalry between two heavy hitting women… The images get more defined and continue showing still shots of various strikes and kicks by the two ladies. Then, a still shot of the Fallout ring is shown.Voice Over: This jungle is not big enough for the both of them… Finally, a hard jungle remix plays in the background and the still shots become live footage, playing the overpowering lariats and suplexes from both competitors. Clips of new and old prerecorded interviews interject at various times of the footage.Tonya: You think you’re more dominant, you’re dead wrong, plus, you talk funny!--- Ten-Ka: Tonya too little and too weak for big Ten-Ka! --- Tonya: I’ve been waiting weeks for this moment in the ring with Mrs. Kong. She’s too dumb to even know what pain is, but this tigress is going to gladly introduce it to her. --- Ten-Ka: Silly tigress in jungle. Ten-Ka is queen of jungle! --- Tonya: Why does she even wear a gorilla suit? She looks enough like one without it! --- Ten-Ka: Tonya jealous of Queen. I rip the hair off her head and wear it as trophy! --- Tonya: Only one woman can rule the ring around here, and that’s me! You hear that?! --- Ten-Ka(with a sadistic smile)[/color]: I kill brash woman in front of crowd… --- The footage of action continues as the sound of thundering rain begins evident and the music cuts off.Voice Over: Power and anger knows no boundaries here… A picture of the two face to face backstage begins showing as the bongo drums die down and the sound of pouring rain in a rain forest takes over.Voice Over:
It doesn’t matter who started it…
All that matters is who ends it…
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Endsong '06 - which woman's song will be heard? chirp chirp chirp…
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Oct 15, 2006 9:47:41 GMT -5
Segment: Female Hype (Credit: Yoko)
There are two types of people in today’s world. Those who live an easy life and get things handed to them, and those who struggle to get by and still rarely get things.
There are shots of Adrienne Frost posing for photos with her title belt, and shots of Violet Cyrilla sitting at a bar, taking sips from a drink.
But which is which?
Adrienne Frost came to Fallout, decided she would be the women’s champion, and promptly won it. Since then, she’s easily beaten Fallout’s women’s division, and even beaten some of ACW’s top males.
Shots of Adrienne winning her title, and also of her beating Chance Emmerson and making Hunter tap out.
But Violet Cyrilla doesn’t understand the wrestling business at all, yet with a single blow, she can defeat the mightiest of opponents. Opponents like Yoko Satoshi. They rarely come mightier.
Punch after punch is shown, the other person always crumbling to the ground, broken. Included are Violet’s two famous knockouts of Yoko Satoshi.
When these two meet at Endsong, which will get what they want, and which will have their life of ease broken?
Tune in on October 24th!
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Oct 15, 2006 9:47:58 GMT -5
Segment: The Ultimate Challenge (Credit: Senator)
As the show returns from the break, none other than Gary and Gooner are seen backstage, talking.
Gooner: And then, then, she said that she wanted to bite me! In funny places! Really! I could hardly believe what my senses were presenting me!
Gary: Oooh! Well, Skurai's said that I need more special Ninja training!
Gooner: What'd that have to do with anything?
Gary: What were we talking about?
Gooner: I was saying that...
Gary: Gooner, my win/loss record is seven wins, one hundred and eightyleven losses, and...
Gooner: Eightyleven's not a word! And what does that have to do? You know, my record's not all that wonderful! I have four or so wins, and I have no idea how many losses! I bet my shorts that you have more, though!
Gary: We've never had a match, though...
Gooner: Why not?
Gary: Hippies are weird...
Gooner: No, really, I think we should have a match! At that big pay per view!
Gary: But yeah, Skurai said that he can't train me right now, so I should go track down that other Ninja who's coming here to Fallout...
Gooner: I challenge you! To a match!
Gary: Poor El Froggy Mask, being hurt for so long...yeah, I accept, it'll be super-duper-mega-OLYMPIA-awesome!
Fade Out
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Oct 15, 2006 9:48:14 GMT -5
Segment: Draco’s Words (Credit: HEEEEEEEEEEEEEETMAHN)
Our scene shifts to the ring where the lights turn red. “Time Bomb” by Godsmack begins to drift throughout the arena as the fans begin to give off a mixed reaction. The booing fans boo because of Draco’s recent actions. The cheering fans cheer because they might have gained a valuable player in the ACW vs. Fallout war. Soon after, Draco, complete with hooded robe, appears onstage. Magnum Steele follows him and the duo walk down the ramp together, fireworks going off behind them with every step Draco takes. They cease once Draco reaches ringside. Draco heads up the steps then flips into the ring, landing on his feet. Magnum enters the ring with a mic as the lights go back to normal and the music fades. Draco stands in the center of the ring while Magnum talks.
Magnum: “Good evening. My piece will be kept short and sweet. We are here not because of this war and not because of Fallout. We are here to utterly crush Hitman of the Gods and make him suffer like he’s done with Draco. Now then, Draco, you may proceed.”
Magnum hands the mic over to Draco who still stands in the center of the ring. A dark look resides beneath his mask.
Draco: “All right, let’s get one thing straight here. We don’t need any Fallout allies watching our backs. We don’t need to be involved in any part of this whole ACW/Fallout thing. And we damn sure don’t want you people supporting us so you can shut the hell up right now.”
The crowd is now 100% against Draco with booing.
Draco: “Yeah, we came to Fallout for one reason: that asshole Gingerdude would not permit us to enter ACW because according to him, we might ‘cause a backstage riot.’ Oh, and I suppose your end-of-show brawls can justify your claims?”
All of a sudden, the crowd cheers Draco for pointing out a flaw in ACW.
Draco: “I SAID SHUT YOUR MOUTHS, YOU LITTLE WEASELS!”
And back to the booing.
Draco: “So, as far as I’m concerned, Mr. Hitman of the Gods, you don’t stand a chance against me and Magnum here. We’ve already beaten your ass this week and if you ever get in our faces again, we will tear you limb from limb…”
Draco then gives a sick smile not seen due to his mask.
Draco: “And then, there will be no one to stop me from getting my hands on Kayla.”
The crowd is booing and already starting up a chant of “PEDOPHILE!” Without warning, however, Rob Zombie’s “American Witch” hits the arena and the crowd leaps to their feet, completely shocked. Draco jerks his head towards the entrance ramp and glares, awaiting the arrival of Hitman. Unfortunately for him, neither he or Magnum spot Hitman and Serenity entering the ring from behind. Hitman yells out “FUCK YOU!” to his nemesis and that gets the duo’s attention. They charge towards the couple, who leap up. Hitman and Serenity take down Draco and Magnum, respectively, with stereo Lou Thesz Presses followed by a flurry of fists to their faces. The crowd decides to cheer on Hitman and Serenity due to the fact that Draco and Magnum are pretty much intolerable.
Hitman then tells Serenity to move and she does so. She looks on to see Hitman grabbing the throats of both Draco and Magnum. He lifts them both to their feet and shoves Draco into the corner. All Draco can do is watch as Magnum is lifted up and chokeslammed all the way to the mats on the outside. Draco then charges at Hitman and spears him to the mat, looking to gain the upper hand with some punches. Finally, security enters the ring and manages to break the two up. It takes a lot of security to pin down Hitman but Draco simply scoffs and walks off, collecting his fallen manager and leaving with him. Hitman sees the two leave and finally calms down. Serenity walks over and gives her man a great big hug while Hitman looks towards the entrance ramp, awaiting Draco to come back and bring the fight to him.
Fade out.
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