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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Nov 6, 2006 18:14:18 GMT -5
Dark Matches
Match #1: "Corporate Idol" Jeffery Janson vs. Julio Rivera
Rivera returned to Fallout action, but had a tough go of it when he faced off with Janson. The Corporate Idol dictated the pace with a number of chinlocks and surfboard stretches through the contest, only interuppted by a few random headscissors takedowns and dropkicks. Janson looked to go for his Splash of Cologne at the end, when Rivera kipped up out of nowhere, catching him in mid air with a startling Samba Suplex exploder, dancing right into the pin, to a huge cheer from the crowd.
Match #2: The Brothers Grimm vs. Dr. Trace Gibson and Gooner
The debut of Deacon and Daemyn Grimm was a qualified success, as well as being one of the fastest tag matches in Fallout history. Gooner started the match off, to the protest of Dr. Gibson, recieved a dropkick to the knee by Daemyn, which was followed up immediatly by a Shining Illusionist(step up hangman submission) from Deacon, who forced a submission from Gooner right as the bell rang, and Daemyn hit the apron.
Match #3: The Royles vs. The Lost Boys
The Lost Boys annoyed Fallout Management by showing up at less than 100% for this match, looking hungover, lazy, slow, and their timing was shot. On the other hand, the increasingly brutal Royles were none of the above, and were on the top of their game. They toyed with their opponents for much of the match, at one point, hitting eight alternating soccer-ball style kicks to Uriel, and hitting their sandwich PK, the Cardiff Crunch on the outside on Uriel, after he made a tag. Memnoch suffered an unfortnuate fate, as Ivor Biggin countered a running attack with a drop toe hold, allowing Pat McGroin to rebound off the opposite ropes, nearly cracking his opponent's temple on the return with a vicious PK to the skull, entitled the Head Hunter, at which point the referee stopped the match, giving the Royles one of their strongest wins in recent memory.
Fallout goes up whenever the last match comes in and I can do some editing.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Nov 8, 2006 10:04:58 GMT -5
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#1 Mina von Pathos vs. Selina Taylor
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#2 Fallout TV Title
KAWADA vs. Gary
(KAWADA is defending OLYMPIA's title by proxy)
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#3 Stan H. Johnston vs. Brian Carnage
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#4 Jessie Hall and Iris Yoon vs. Mocha Rosport and Lilly Rouge
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#5 Dangerous Nicholas Alger and Jack Jefferson vs. Beau James and Marcus Curtis
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#6 Sgt. Pilko and Sylvain Mint and Hugh Daniels vs. Amo the Great and Danny Richards and Edgemaster
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This is a Halberd II Production…
Better late than never! Smash! Pow! Fallout!
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Nov 8, 2006 10:05:29 GMT -5
Segment: Opening Hype
(Credit: Senator)
As the show opens, Biff Taylor is seen in his office, with Daniel Ness at his side, and what appears to be the fragments of the former Fallout Openweight Title mounted on the wall.
Biff: Welcome to Fallout, here tonight, as always, the Fastest Hour on Television is comin' at ya' at light speed! We got us a huge main event, as the Forces of Greatness and Edgemaster face my guys in the Corporate Club, we got Stan Johnston in 'da house, DNA returns to television, and so much more! Oh, and we also have a special Television Title defense. Normally, our awesome TV Champ defends his title each week, mandatory. However, since OLYMPIA's off in Japan, on a previous invite, I allowed him to pick someone here to defend his title by proxy, and that man is KAWADA, of the Dwight Gym!
Ness: That's not the issue here, Biff! I won that title fair and square, I proved my dominance in the ring the other week, I proved beyond a shadow of a doubt that Daniel Ness is the true ruler of the ring, the master of the mat, the crown jewel of Fallout! And you know that nobody cares about what happens in that ring tonight, they care...
Biff: No, no, Danny Boy...
Ness: Don't call me Danny Boy!
Biff: No, that's not it. The main issue, tonight, of course, is that of the Openweight Title. Currently, after the actions taken by Alicia Kitsune and her fellow ACW dudes, the Openweight Title was destroyed, blowen to the itsy-bitsy lil' pieces you see hanging up on that plaque on the wall. As such, we had to order a brand new title belt, which will be ready next week. It's a looker...but that's the last straw. ACW, you finally fought back, you finally fired back at what would be the defining moment of our show. You know, Gingerdude, I know you're watching out there, and I want to make a business-like offer to you. You want to prove that your little ACW "stars" can smash up Fallout like you did our belt, well, you know, our guys want nothing more than to take a shot at your overhyped, overpaid, overrated chumps! So, I think we need to settle this thing, and do so sooner than later, mmmkay? You know the number to call, and I'll just be waiting backstage here all the rest of this hour, and if you want a peaceful, reasonable, proper conclusion to this little conflict of ours, then just call me right up. That's all you have to do.
Fade Out
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Nov 8, 2006 10:05:54 GMT -5
Match: Selina Taylor vs. Mina von Pathos (Credit: HEEEEEEEEETMAHN)
Iris stands in the ring.
Iris: "This next match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Port Aux Basques, Newfoundland, she is SELINA TAYLOR!"
"The Only" by Static-X hits and Selina makes her way down to the ring, slapping hands with the fans. Before she makes it to the ring, however, Mina von Pathos rushes down the ramp and viciously drives her forearm into Selina's lower back. Selina cries out in pain as Mina stomps on Selina's back before picking her up and finally tossing her into the ring.
Bell rings.
Mina then enters the ring and yells at Selina to get up. Selina does so but when Mina goes over to inflict more damage, Selina rams her head into Mina's midsection then stands up and dropkicks Mina down to the canvas before using a jackknife pin to gain a two count. The crowd is cheering on Selina's offense and they begin chanting her name. She smiles at them but she is then taken into the second rope by a drop toe hold. Selina starts to recover from the momentum shift but Mina ducks a clothesline and slams Selina down to the canvas by her hair. Mina looks on at the fans, who are still rooting for Selina, and laughs.
Selina starts to get up but Mina is too fast for her this time and she places an arm underneath Selina's and applies a grounded abdominal stretch. Rather than turning it into a pin, she keeps the hold applied. Selina doesn't give into the submission and she starts to get to a vertical base. Mina keeps the hold applied until Selina spins out of it and grabs Mina in a front facelock before switching into the AOK. The crowd let out a big pop as both women lay on the canvas. The referee starts his ten count but Selina and Mina get to their feet before six. Selina then throws some elbows to Mina's head then a knee to her midsection, forcing Mina to double over. Selina then hops onto the second rope and once Mina stands to her full vertical base, Selina leaps off and connects with an inverted tornado DDT. Selina makes a cover but only gets two.
Selina then signals for the Newfoundland Knock-out as Mina gets up to her feet with some help from the ropes. Selina then grabs Mina's arms and jumps up but before she can connect with the finisher, Mina hangs onto the top rope causing Selina to hit the canvas. Mina then turns around and rolls up Selina, who goes to kick out but Mina grabs her Daisy Dukes for extra leverage and the referee, not knowing this, counts the 1-2-3.
Iris: "And the winner of this match, Mina von Pathos!"
Mina exits the ring and walks up the ramp with the referee raising her arm. She laughs at Selina, who gets up in the ring and stares down Mina, obviously upset with the way she lost. Still, the crowd cheers on Selina as we cut to a break.
Fade out.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Nov 8, 2006 10:06:19 GMT -5
Segment: It Is You I Want (Credit: HEEEEEEEEEEEEEETMAHN)
We come back from the break and we find Selina in the Drinkin Boyz locker room. Ben is shown consoling her after her tough loss to Mina.
Ben: “Hey, don’t worry about it. Just take it in stride and get ready for next time.”
Selina: “You’re right. It would’ve been nice to get a win but hey, as long as my family gets the check.”
Ben nods and then looks at Selina, who smiles. Just before the two can kiss, however, the door opens and Edgemaster from Dwight’s Gym appears in the doorway.
Edgemaster: “Uh, Ben? Shaun’s heckling some ACW fans.”
A pause.
Ben: “…son of a bitch. Selina, stay here. I’m going to sort things out.”
Ben stands up from the couch and leaves with Edgemaster to go sort out the situation. Selina tells the two to be careful before they leave. Selina then looks around the locker room and picks up a discarded magazine. She begins to read it and all the while, Draco slowly and silently emerges from the bathroom. He slowly creeps behind her and the instant she turns the page, Draco grabs her from throat from behind with both hands. He then steps over the couch and pulls one hand back, using it to stroke her hair in a sadistic manner. Tears begin to leak down Selina’s face as the magazine drops to the floor.
Draco: “Hey there, Selina… Remember me? I’m sure you do…”
Draco’s heavy breathing can be felt from beneath his mask. Selina’s crying only increases from this point.
Draco: “Well I could go on about how beautiful you look… And how you don’t deserve that scum Ben as a boyfriend… Which is my point… I find you fascinating…”
Selina begins sobbing as Draco begins to lighten the grip on her throat.
Draco: “And now… I must kill you to love you…”
Selina’s eyes go wide with fear and her heart rate steadily increases with every passing second. Before Draco can strike once more, he is suddenly caught offguard with a big kick to his gut. Selina is dropped to the floor and she looks at up her unlikely savior… the Cremator. Selina backs into a corner, still sobbing, and watches as Cremator and Draco begin to beat the living hell out of each other. Selina’s sobs don’t exactly fall on deaf ears and the two stop brawling to look at the scared Selina. Cremator goes over to Selina and stares her down, which only increases her fear. Suddenly, Draco is taken out once again, this time by Ben, who is livid as hell. Afternoon also appears, done with heckling ACW fans, and begins brawling with Cremator. The two heels are unable to prepare a comeback so they retreat, deciding to fight somewhere else. Ben then approaches Selina, who continues sobbing, although it is less louder. Ben pulls her in for a tight hug and Afternoon just kicks a nearby trash can.
Afternoon: “Oh, those fuckwads are so going down.”
Ben is literally shaking with anger as he stares at the doorway. Selina is beginning to calm down and Afternoon just sits down on the couch, frustrated.
Fade out.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Nov 8, 2006 10:06:38 GMT -5
KAWADA vs. Gary - Fallout Television Title (Credit: Wyvern)
The Fallout fans here tonight are nuts. Completely devoid of inhibitions, well, not entirely, the fans here are giving their loud and proud support to what they feel is the more superior roster, in reference to the ACW. With a standard Warfare or Meltdown crowd, this is only seen when someone’s beating the living daylights out of BK London, so thus tonight’s crowd is turned up to eleven. Iris enters the ring, ready to announce the next match.
Iris: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the Fallout Television Title! Introducing first, defending the title via proxy, KAWADA!
”Holy War” hits, as KAWADA makes his way out of the entranceway. He strides down the ring, determined to make this match go his way.
Iris: And his opponent, Gary!
”Loser” hits as Gary makes his way to the ring.
The bell rings.
As soon as the bell rings, Gary charges KAWADA, looking for some early offense. KAWADA doesn’t even budge from a lariat attempt from Gary, and in response, KAWADA strikes him down with a flurry of kicks, as punishment for even attempting such an early takedown. KAWADA picks Gary back up, and gets a few elbow strikes in, before Gary blocks one and attempts to suplex KAWADA. It fails however, as KAWADA tumbles and lands on his feet. Caught unaware, Gary turns around and walks right into a brutal Gamengiri! Gary flops down, lights out, as KAWADA makes a cover.
1…
2…
3!
Iris: Here is your winner, KAWADA!
KAWADA gets up, and gets his hand raised in victory, leaving a dejected Gary down and out on the canvas, as KAWADA heads to the back.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Nov 8, 2006 10:07:33 GMT -5
Segment: Backstage Politics
(Credit: Senator)
??: Yeah, you'll get a rematch, alright, who's next...blargh, not you!
The scene opens up in Biff's office, as Tonya Montana leaves, and the Capitalist, Anthony Kalb is seen entering.
Kalb: Biff, I don't care how busy you are, I have a request, no, a demand that you give me what I want! I've been lingering around, doing a whole bunch of nothing, even though I'm a former four time holder of that belt your boy couldn't save from being exploded! I demand that you give me the first shot at that title, as soon as you can!
Biff: You think you can just come in here, and tell the Chairman what he needs to do? Hell naw, the Biffmeister does what he sees fit, and that's why Fallout's the best show on television! I know how things work, and I'm gonna tell you this, Kalb, you want a shot at that belt, you gotta earn that shot, you gotta give me a reason to let you face Daniel Ness, since I'm not givin' just anyone a match with the Corporate Ace.
Kalb: Don't give me that crap, you've not given me a match for...
Biff: Hey, I'll give you a match, but if you want one, I'll give you one...next week, you'll face...Angelo Giovanni! Yeah, that's who you...hey, what the hell?
None other than Kevin Fitsharris is seen dashing into the room, and doesn't exactly look too pleased to be standing across from Kalb.
Biff: You idiot, the secretary told you to wait, I'd hope!
Fitsharris: Biff, you just keep jerking me around, and I haven't had a thing to do since forever! I request, no, I don't request, I demand to you that I get a match, I don't care who it's against, but I want to build my way back to the top!
Biff: Mr. Fitsharris...meet Mr. Kalb. Mr. Kalb, meet Mr. Fitsharris. You know what, the Capitalists were always a big draw...
Kalb/Fitsharris: NO.
Biff: Yeah, the tag division's just fine as it is, just kidding, nah, Fitsharris, I think I can find an opponent for you, and since Jack Daniels's bid ran out, you don't have to be the stupid lumberjack anymore. I do realize that you're somewhat fond of Miss Mina, though.
Fitsharris: Dang it, Biff, did you have to say that on television?
Kalb: Hah, Fitsy's got a girlfriend! She gonna suck your blood or something?
Fitsharris: Shut up!
Biff: Time's a wastin....wait...what's that?
The phone on Biff's desk rings, and the chairman immediatly waves his company out, and sends the camera out as well, as he answers the very important call...
Fade Out
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Nov 8, 2006 10:08:12 GMT -5
Match: Stan Johnson vs Brian Carnage (Credit: Dan)
Iris: The following match is scheduled for one fall! Coming first to the ring, from Houston, Texas, weighing at 265 lbs…Stan H. Johnston!
”Sunrise” hits and there’s a sizeable pop around the Fallout arena as Johnston walks through the curtains. He smirks, winding up his arm as a taunt as he walks down the ramp, and enters the ring. He climbs onto a turnbuckle, throwing his arms in the air, before jumping down.
Iris: And his opponent, making a one-off return to Fallout…weighing at 214 lbs…from Greenock, Scotland, Brian Carnage!
”Open Your Eyes” by Guano Apes hits and there’s a pop for the return Carnage, as he walks through the curtain with a huge smile on his face. Still bearing his blue hair and orange trousers, he rushes down the ramp, and slides into the ring. He quickly leaps to his feet, and Johnston watches him closely as Iris exits the ring.
Bell rings
Johnston may be undefeated during his time in Fallout, but he has never fought the pace and agility that Carnage is blessed with. Johnston closes in on Carnage, but Carnage quickly darts under Johnston’s raised elbow, hitting the ropes and cracking Johnston in the face with an elbow. Johnston doesn’t fall back, but looks like he’s been knocked silly already this early in the match. Carnage attempts to capitalise, hitting the ropes again and taking Johnston to the floor with a Headscissors takedown. Johnston gets to his feet but looks quite dizzy, and perhaps this might be the moment when he finally loses…Carnage hits the ropes for a third time, and attempts the Carnage Buster…but as he swings around on Johnston’s shoulder, Johnston lands him with an angle Powerbomb so that Carnage lands harshly on his right shoulder. Johnston stands back, and watches as Carnage slowly gets to his feet, holding his shoulder with his right hand. He turns around and Johnston grabs him, and plants him with a thunderous Powerslam. Johnston gets to his feet, and lifts Carnage up. He throws him into a turnbuckle, and begins to throw Carnage around with a few punches. He then takes him out of the turnbuckle, whipping him into the ropes.
Johnston grabs Carnage and attempts to hit a Fallaway Slam, but Carnage struggles free. He then kicks Johnston in the gut, and hits the undefeated main eventer with a Spinning Neckbreaker. Johnston again looks a little dazed, perhaps knocked out on the floor. But Carnage has more troubles, struggling to get to his feet with his shoulder in an increasingly bad state. He gets to his feet with a lot of pain, and slowly lifts Johnston up. He throws a punch which Johnston ducks, and then shoulder blocks Carnage into his poor shoulder. Carnage flies backwards and lands seated at the ropes, and looks in a severe dose of pain. Johnston picks him up and hits him at the ropes, but Carnage dramatically ducks the Lariat, following it up with a springboard plancha, taking Johnston to the floor, despite hurting his shoulder even more. But Carnage puts on a brave face, climbing to the top rope. He signals for the Swanton Bomb, leaping off and hitting it. Except there is one catch, and that’s that Johnston manages to roll out of the way before the move is hit. Carnage wails in pain as he hits the floor, hurting his shoulder, but slowly gets to his feet. He gets up, where he is greeted with a storming Western Lariat, followed by the inevitable cover, and the inevitable 1-2-3.
Iris: Here is your winner…Stan H. Johnston!
”Sunrise” hits again and Johnston gets to his feet. He holds his head, suggesting a minor concussion in the works, but at the end of the day the job is done, and the fans cheer him as he exits the ring, and makes his way up the ramp. As he exits, Carnage slowly gets to his feet. His shoulder may be in a lot of pain, but he remains calm, collecting an ovation as he exits.
Fade out
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Nov 8, 2006 10:08:32 GMT -5
Segment: DNA's Back, Jack!
(Credit: Senator)
In the backstage area, Rich Marlow is seen standing by with Dangerous Nicholas Alger, trademark recorder in hand.
Marlowe: Rich Marlowe, investigative journalist standing here in the back of the J.P.H. Fallout Gymnasium alongside the returning Dangerous Nicholas Alger! Alger asked for a release from Fallout several months ago, to briefly return to mixed martial arts. Through that time period, his record was spotless, and he now returns to pro wrestling, back home on the Fastest Hour on Television. Mr. Alger, why did you leave mixed martial arts when you did?
Alger: You want to know why? You really want to know, you little dope? I left 'cause I did what I wanted to do, and that was prove that I'm the toughest, best fighter out there! I beat a seven foot giant in my last match, and I guess that after that, it just got boring!
Marlowe: I'm sure there were a number of offers you could have accepted, why return to Fallout?
Alger: You want to see me go somewhere else? You got a problem...
Marlowe: No, sir, I don't...
Alger: You're tickin' me off here, little man!
Marlowe: I apologize, now, will you please calm down?
Alger: I am calm!
Marlowe: Ok, then, I have one last question, you're going to tag tonight with Jack Jefferson against Marcus Curtis and Beau James, how do you feel your team will work?
Alger: I don't give a damn about Jefferson, I'm going to go out there, and win this match on my own!
Marlowe: Well, you heard it here first, back to you, Dean, R.J, this is Rich Marlowe, signing off.
Fade Out
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Nov 8, 2006 10:10:30 GMT -5
Segment: Cold As Ice (Credit: Yoko)
Backstage.
Rich Marlowe is standing next to the much hyped Glacier.
Rich: Joining us at this moment is the man, the legend, the superstar known only as Glacier!
Glacier removes his facial mask.
Rich: Glacier, I don’t think anyone was expecting you to be the “mystery warrior” hyped for two months leading up to Endsong, though in retrospect, that is your style. What brings you to Fallout?
Glacier: One thing, and one thing only brought me to Fallout, Rich. The powers that be that run the product.
Rich: We don’t…Who?
Glacier: I got a phone call one day. Some girl saying she was a HUGE fan of WCW and a fan of my work. She asked me if I’d like a second chance at the glory that WCW refused to let me have. I said definitely. A day later, I had an official contract with Fallout, and we planned the teasers.
Rich: She who? What?
Glacier: So here I am now. I know I’m a bit rusty, so I need to work my way up slowly. My first target is the Television Title. I promise you, it will be mine.
Rich: There’s some stiff competition for that belt. …A girl gave you a contract?
Glacier: I know there is. That’s what I’m liking about Fallout, Rich. You get what you earn. No backstage politics ruling who gets what. No Nash, no Hogan, no Hemsley, no McMahon, no Russo. Just talent. Sure, the Biff guy does things, but he does it based on TALENT.
Rich: That’s a very true statement. I believe the next match is beginning now, so we’re going to have to end this one. It was nice talking to you. Back to the ring.
He mouths the words “What girl?” to Glacier as the cameras fade out.
End Segment.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Nov 8, 2006 10:10:51 GMT -5
Jessie Hall and Iris Yoon vs. Mocha Rosport and Lilly Rouge (Credit: Rose)
The show comes back from commercial with Iris Yoon standing in the ring. Jessie Hall is standing by her side and the two are dressed for action.
Iris: Ladies and Gentlemen! This match is a tag team matchup and it is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, they weigh in at a combined weight of sixty-five and a half metric tons! Please welcome Lilly Rouge and Mocha!
“Bossy” hits as Mocha emerges from behind the curtain. She looks around, and is surprised to see that Lilly’s nowhere to be seen. Undaunted, she walks down the aisle way, slapping the hands of the fans. Before entering the ring, she looks over her shoulder one final time to see if Lilly’s coming out…and she isn’t.
RJ Fisher: Where do you think Lilly’s at, partner?
Dean Bardo: As we saw earlier…it appears as if she’s been locked in her locker room by Ms. Alexis Bijoux. I don’t know what this holds for the tag team match. I assume that Ms. Yoon and Ms. Hall will be victorious by countout.
Iris: And introducing their challengers…. Jessie Hall and The best DAMN Announcer in wrestling history... Iris Yooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooon!
They take their corner as the referee looks rather confused. Mocha immediately tries to charge at her two opponents, but the Referee in question manages to hold her back. As he’s doing this, Iris whispers something into his ear and he manages to nod slightly before calling for the bell.
Bell Rings[/i]
Mocha continues to try to charge her opponents, but the referee informs her that she’s not the legal woman in the contest. He pushes her over to her corner, and she begrudgingly gets on the outside… Then the referee begins to count.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Fisher: Aw man, this is robbery!
Bardo: This certainly isn’t what we wanted to see, but I can’t say I didn’t expect it.
FOUR!
FIVE!
SIX!
Mocha reenters the ring and makes a beeline for her opponents, they scramble aside as the referee again is forced to hold her back. After he’s gotten her under control, he continues his count. The fans are booing very heavily for this.
Fisher: Why doesn’t he just let her fight!?
Bardo: The fans want to see them fight, but I think the referee is thinking about fairness.
SEVEN!
EIGHT!
NINE!
TEN!
The referee calls for the bell as Iris scrambles for the microphone
Bell Rings[/i]
Iris: Here are your winners by pinfall, Your truly and Jessie Haaaaaaaaaaaaall!
Iris and Jessie celebrate while Mocha looks on frustrated. She looks like she’s about to charge them at any second, but she eventually just calms down and walks to the back. The fans are terribly disappointed by this entire affair as the show goes to commercial.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Nov 8, 2006 10:11:14 GMT -5
Tag Team Hype (credit: Marcus Curtis)
We are taken to Rich Marlowe who is stood in front of a door that has a sign on it which reads ‘Locker Room’. Rich is ruffling his hair and checking his reflection in the camera lens, he checks his teeth and breathes out.
Marlowe: Are we rolling? Hi Rich Marlowe here, and I’m stood outside the Fallout locker room hoping to get an exclusive interview with recent Fallout debutant Marcus Curtis as undergoes the preparations for his match tonight.
Rich opens the door to the locker room and spots Marcus Curtis pulling on his knee pads, Curtis spots Marlowe and smiles.
Marcus: Hey Rich, what can I do something for you?
Marlowe: I was hoping to get your thoughts on what went down at Endsong?
Marcus: Endsong was a great night for everyone involved with Fallout, we have some new champions in OLYMPIA and Daniel Ness and I think they are champions that the Fallout fans can be proud of.
Marlowe: Actually I was referring to your debut match
Marcus: Oh right. My debut match meant a lot to me and my family. It’s the accumulation of a lot of work from my parents and the rest of my family. It was the single greatest moment of my life to date when I walked down to the ring. And I hope that I will top have many more great moments in my Fallout future.
Marlowe: Actually, I was referring to the events that took place after the match involving your altercation with Jack Jefferson.
Marcus: Oh right. I don’t know what Jack Jefferson’s problem is, that guy has a chip in his shoulder the size of the Jersey turnpike. And I know he feels that I didn’t deserve to be at Endsong, but it’s up to me to prove him wrong and I’ve become quite good at proving people wrong in my life.
Marcus Curtis stares into the camera as if he was looking directly into the eyes of his foe.
Marcus: Tonight Mr. Jefferson, when we both step foot in that ring tonight I will prove you wrong, I will show you why I deserved to be at Endsong.
Marcus picks up a nearby towel, drapes it over his shoulders and walks out of shot.
Marlowe: You just heard the words of Marcus Curtis about his match, and that match is next.
Fade to Black
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Nov 8, 2006 10:11:40 GMT -5
Match: Jack Jefferson/DNA vs. Marcus Curtis/Beau James (Credit: Jack Jefferson/Marcus Curtis)
As the cameras return to the action in the arena, Iris Yoon steps through the ropes, mic in hand, and walks into the centre of the ring as the crowd noise begins to rise. She pauses, waiting for quiet, before making her announcement.
Iris: The following match is a tag team match scheduled for one fall!!
The opening chords of “Next Episode” begin and the boos start instantaneously. As the instrumental kicks in Jack Jefferson bursts through the curtains, an arrogant smirk plastered across his face. As he swaggers down the ramp, Iris introduces him.
Iris: Introducing first, hailing from Manchester, England and weighing in at 207lbs…‘Jack of all Trades’ Jack Jefferson!!
Jack reaches the ring and climbs onto the apron. He puts his left leg through the ropes but pauses to hurl abuse at some nearby fans before climbing through completely. He then 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 partners entrance.
Iris: And his partner, standing at 6’7” tall and weighing in at 255lbs…‘Dangerous’ Nick Alger!!
“Eagleheart” by Stratovarius hits the speakers and the lights go out, with a red spotlight focusing on Alger as he enters, while other lights spin around the audience area. Alger strides down the aisle as the fans boo him but he seems largely unaffected, even letting a small smile cross his face. He slides under the ropes and poses for the booing fans before staring straight up the ramp for his opponents to arrive.
Iris: Now, introducing the first member of their opponents, from Trenton, New Jersey and weighing in at 212lbs…Marcus Curtis!!
As the opening tones of “Happy” by Mudvayne play over the sound system Marcus bursts from the curtains, a brightly coloured pyro goes off as Curtis hits his closed hand off his chest and raises his arms above his head as the fans cheer fanatically. He then jogs down to ringside slapping as many fan hands as possible, he then makes out like he is going to slide into the ring, but stops as he realises he’s outnumbered, instead choosing to wait for his partner to arrive.
Iris: And his partner, from Kingsport, Tennessee and weighing in this evening at 290lbs…‘The King of Kingsport’ Beau James!!
“Rocky Top” hits the speakers and Beau strides through the curtains to an electric reaction from the crowd. He smiles as he raises his hands above his head and makes his way down to the ring. As Beau reaches the ring Curtis leaps athletically onto the apron and holds the ropes open for his veteran partner.
Bell Rings
Jefferson and DNA confer for around 10 seconds until DNA steps onto the apron and Jefferson loosens his shoulders, a cocky grin on his face. Seeing this, Beau steps out of the ring, allowing his partner in the ring with the very man who attacked him with apparently no provocation at Endsong. Curtis glares intensely at Jefferson as he advances on him, extending his right hand, offering a test of strength which Curtis reaches out to accept. As their finger touch Jefferson shakes his head, smiling, and drops his hand only to raise the other. Curtis once more reaches to take the hand, only slightly more cautiously this time. As their fingers touch this time, Jefferson drops his hand and delivers a hard slap to Curtis’ face with the other. Jefferson turns around to pose for the booing fans, a jubilant smile written across his face. However, in doing this he takes his eyes off his opponent who, instead of brooding over being outsmarted, comes flying off the ropes and knocks Jefferson to the mat with a Running Forearm Smash to the back of his head. Upon hitting the mat, Jefferson rolls out of the ring, clutching the back of his head. However, Marcus is unwilling to allow his to take any time out and follows him quickly out, throwing him straight back in. Unfortunately for Marcus, this allows Jefferson to grab an advantage, stomping on him numerous times as he attempts to re-enter. Jefferson then takes a hold of the ears of Curtis, causing him to yell out, and drags him over to his corner to make the tag. With DNA in the ring, he and Jefferson take advantage of the 5-count, hitting a Double Suplex on Marcus before Jefferson steps onto the apron, arms held aloft in protest to the refs orders, and Alger covers…
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…Marcus kicks out before the ref can reach 2, causing Alger to slap his hands together rapidly before turning to face his opponent. The two lock up, but Alger is simply too powerful for Curtis as he drives him back into a neutral corner. As Curtis’ back meets the turnbuckle he jumps, using his natural athleticism to reach the top, and without pausing, leaps off the top to hit Alger with a Missile Dropkick to the abdomen, forcing him to break the grip at the same time. Curtis then makes a quick tag to Beau James, who charges at the rising DNA, knocking him down with a Running Shoulder Block. As DNA tries to get up, Beau charges at him, almost connecting with a Running Knee to the side of Alger’s head, instead missing as he rolls out of the way. As Alger rises to his feet on the third attempt, Jefferson slaps him on the back. As Alger protests, an incensed Jefferson yells “Get the fuck out of my ring, you couldn’t even stop the bastard from tagging out!” before charging at Beau, who neatly sidesteps Jefferson’s attempted Running Lariat, instead taking Jefferson down with one of his own as he turns on the spot. Beau covers…
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…Jefferson kicks out before the ref can reach a 2 count and quickly rises to his feet, even managing to beat Beau to a vertical base. This allows him to hit a speedy Dropkick to the face of Beau, as he gets to his feet, sending him straight back down to the mat. With Beau on the mat, Jefferson rolls him onto his stomach and grabs hold of his legs, going for a High Elevated Crab. However, Jefferson pauses, letting go of his legs, then shakes his index finger, as if at the crowd. He then walks around to Beau’s head, pauses again, as if he is thinking. He then crouches, like he is going to leap, but instead stomps on the back of Beau’s head before he can move out of the way, grinning as he does so. The crowd boo loudly and Beau writhes in pain and Jefferson struts around the ring, baiting the fans too boo him more. He then rolls Beau over and stands on his chest, clearly nothing more than arrogance as Beau throws him off before the ref can even consider counting.
Beau rises to his feet, anger knotted into his forehead, and dodges Jefferson’s attempted Knife-Edged Chop, connecting with his own instead. The force staggers Jefferson and allows Beau to hit a second before he lifts Jefferson up for a Stalling Vertical Suplex, causing Jefferson to clutch his lower spine after the connection with the mat. Beau grabs hold of Jefferson’s hair and drags him to his feet; he then launches his arm at Jefferson, attempting a Kingsport Clothesline, which Jefferson luckily ducks out of the way of. Beau then hooks Jefferson’s head under his right arm and plants him like a lawn dart with a Stalling DDT. Beau covers…
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…DNA breaks the pin up before the ref can reach a 3 count, and instantly drags Beau to his feet and drives a forearm into his face. Alger hits Beau with a Backbreaker and holds him in position; Jefferson then leaps over onto the apron and springs back to connect with a Slingshot Senton. Curtis then comes into the ring knocking Jefferson and DNA down with consecutive Dropkicks. He then leaps over the ropes, instantly leaping to springboard off them. Seeing Curtis going for a Springboard Ace Crusher Jefferson pushes his partner out of his path and catches Curtis with a Reverse Atomic Drop which he fluidly follows with an Exploder Suplex. The rapid sequence of moves brings the crowd to their feet with a “Holy Shit!” chant as the ref finally regains control, ordering DNA out of the ring whilst Marcus rolls out of his own accord. Jefferson smirks at Curtis and yells out, for the benefit of the fans, “Damn, I’m good!”
He then spins around to face Beau James who flinches as Jefferson feigns a charge, drawing a confident smile onto his face. Jefferson then charges off the ropes at Beau but stops as he moves out of the way, knocking him to the mat with a European Uppercut. Jefferson smirks as he drags Beau to his feet and slaps him across the face, allowing himself to hit his much larger opponent with a Snap Suplex. He then drags Beau towards his corner, reaching to make the tag before withdrawing his hand and tapping his temple. He then drags Beau closer to DNA and stands on the back of his neck, making the tag to DNA but only getting off Beau’s neck when the ref reaches a 4 count. He then gets out onto the apron and holds up his arms, putting on a smug “what, me?” face as the ref berates him for his actions.
Back in the ring, Beau and DNA are exchanging right hands; however Alger is having the better of the exchange thanks to his MMA background. After his third successive shot Alger finally knocks Beau off his feet and instantly drops to his knees and begins choking Beau with his forearm; he keeps applying pressure until he is forced to break and Beau then rolls away clutching throat. DNA then drags Beau to his feet, a look of confidence painted on his face; however, it is replaced with a look of shock as Beau breaks his grapple with a straight right hand to the face, followed by a Hangman’s Neckbreaker. With DNA down, Beau reaches towards Curtis for the tag and is almost successful. Unfortunately he finds himself thwarted by Jefferson who leaps into the ring and nails Beau with a Release German Suplex. Jefferson then leaps up and catches Curtis off guard with a European Uppercut, which sees him tumble off the apron, before being forced to take up his position on the apron. DNA rises to his feet and tags in Jefferson who instantly hooks Beau’s leg…
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…Beau powers out before 3. Jefferson kneels, hands on hips, looking shocked that Beau had the energy to kick out before helping him to his feet. Jefferson drags Beau over to the corner and leaps onto the second rope, motioning for a Tornado DDT. However, as he gets halfway through the rotation he is tossed away by Beau, who crumples to the mat. Jefferson moves quickly enough to prevent Beau tagging out, scissoring his right leg as he makes a tag himself. He holds onto the leg long enough for DNA to drive a foot to the back of Beau’s head. DNA hauls the exhausted Beau to his feet, driving a kick into his temple with a Spinning Roundhouse Kick; he covers…
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…through pure resilience Beau kicks out again, much to the annoyance of both DNA and Jack Jefferson, who voices his displeasure to the ref. DNA then synchs in the Critical Condition, pulling back on the leg and applying pressure to the ankle simultaneously. However, Beau forces himself to struggle through, hauling himself and all DNA’s weight over to the ropes to break; DNA holds on until 4. Beau drives himself to hit feet, even managing to whip DNA into the corner. He makes his way over to him, driving a forearm into his face and using what appears to be his last energy reserves to lift DNA onto the top rope and hit him with a thunderous Superplex. With both men down, the referee begins to count…
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Beau stirs and begins heaving himself towards Curtis, who is chomping at the bit.
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DNA reaches the ropes and begins to use them to pull himself to his feet.
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Beau comes within inches of reaching Curtis, who is straining as much as humanly possible.
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Beau finally gets the tag to Curtis who leaps into the ring, clearly fired up. Seeing this, Jefferson jumps off the apron, leaving DNA to tag thin air and prompting a “cow-ard” chant from the fans. Curtis foes to chase Jefferson but thinks again and turns to clothesline Alger, he and Beau both pick up Alger and Double Suplex him to the mat. Beau tries to cover Alger
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Beau picks up Alger but receives a right hand to the midsection, Curtis rushes at Alger who uses his experience to throw Curtis from the ring by grabbing him by the tights. Alger picks up Beau and positions him for the Catalyst, Curtis is now at his feet and tries to get back in ring but he is denied by Jack Jefferson who pulls the youngsters feet from under him forcing him face first off the apron. In the ring Alger drops Beau on his head and covers.
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Iris: Here are your winners, D-N-A and Jack Jefferson!!!
At this point Beau rolls to the outside as Jefferson beats on Marcus Curtis on the outside, smashing his face off the ring apron. Jefferson grabs the towel Curtis brought to ring with him and begins to choke the youngster with it, Jefferson stops the choking only to roll his downed foe into the ring. Jefferson follows him and delivers a few stomps to the neck, he picks up Curtis and positions him for a Blizzard suplex, however before he can execute the manoeuvre Beau James runs into the ring to save his partner from a sure beating. Jefferson rolls to the outside and cockily smirks at Marcus Curtis who has slowly recovered.
We fade out with the image of Jack Jefferson stood on the ramp laughing.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Nov 8, 2006 10:12:03 GMT -5
Segment: This and That (Credit: Rose)
Our scene opens just backstage in Lilly Rouge’s locker room. There’s a shot of Lilly bouncing back and forth in an effort to get her blood flowing. She’d be shadowboxing if anybody would take the image of her shadowboxing seriously. Sakina is lounging on a chair a few inches behind her. Normally, she’d be enjoying the view…but she has too much on her mind, at the moment.
Sakina: I sent the papers out to Ginger’s office today.
Lilly stops, frowns, and voices her opinion on the matter.
Lilly: Like, I can’t believe we’re going to be working there again.
Sakina: We’re not. We just have to legalize us being there until this whole affair is brought to an end. We’re taking advantage of a loophole.
Lilly: What loophole?
Sakina sighs quietly; Lilly hasn’t been paying attention.
Sakina: For the fourth time… I’m going to be Chance’s manager for the time being…and you’ll be my assistant. Technically…we’re working for him...
Upon this realization, Lilly becomes positively terrified.
Lilly: I’m not doing that! I didn’t sign anything!
This garners a smirk from Sakina.
Sakina: What did you think those papers I had you sign yesterday were for anyway?
Lilly:…oh.
Sakina: Don’t worry about it. You won’t have to spend that much time around him and yo—
Lilly: I just don’t think Yoko would do something like that.[/i]
Lilly frowns and Sakina quickly tries to convince Lilly of Yoko’s apparent guilt.
Sakina: We’ll see on Monday… If you’re not convinced by what we’ve seen so far, then the look on her face when we “question” her about it should do the trick.
Lilly:…
Sakina: Don’t worry about it now. We got a tag match for tonight to get to…and we need to get going. It’s going to start in a few minutes.
Sakina walks over to the door and pushes the door…but it won’t budge an inch. She looks at it with a befuddled glare, and then puts all her force behind it. Despite this…it still won’t budge.
Lilly: What’s wrong?
Sakina: The door won’t budge.
Lilly proceeds to freak out.
Lilly: HELP! HELP!!!
Meanwhile… Just Outside…
Alexis Bijoux stands just outside Lilly’s locker room. She counts a huge wad of bills in her hand and smiles.
Alexis: I reckon I earned my pay for today.
With that, she walks offscreen as the scene fades slowly unto black.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Nov 8, 2006 10:12:33 GMT -5
Segment: Management Duties (Credit: Yoko)
Fade in on a television. The channels are randomly being flipped through, eventually stopping on MTV. The band Beautiful Irony, the NEW Beautiful Irony, is performing on some award show. The television instantly turns off.
Violet Cyrilla is seen sitting on the edge of a bed, and she tosses the remote to the floor. After a moment, she picks it back up and turns the television back on. She sighs.
Violet: Hey Mary, the fuckheads are on MTV!
No response from the bathroom.
Violet: Hey, did you hear me?
Mary: One second, I’m on the phone!
Violet: The phone? What are you-
Mary: Violet, hold on!
Violet: Hmph.
She watches the television. After a few moments, Mary walks in with the phone in her hand.
Mary: Oh my God, they’re on TV.
Violet: You better not have been doing what I think you we-
Mary: That was Biff.
Violet: Then I REALLY hope that wasn’t wh-
Mary: I’m your manager, remember?
Violet: No, I quit. I couldn’t hit Adrienne. Remember?
Mary: As your friend, I know you never quit, and as your manager, I won’t let you quit.
Violet: Then what?
Mary: You’re booked next week. That’s what I called Biff about. You need revenge, and we need more money.
Violet: Next week? Adrienne?
Mary: Yes. Title rematch. And this time, you’re going to prepare, you’re going to win that belt, and we’re going to be ROLLING in the cash.
Violet: I don’t care about the money, I just want to punch her fucking face in.
Mary: Well…I’ll handle the money then. We do need it, you know. Once it dries up, we’ll be back in the seedy motels and skipping out on paying those. Like last time.
Violet: I guess the money couldn’t hurt. At least until we get a new band.
Mary: I’m glad you agree. Now, I have to go.
Violet: Go?
Mary: Hot date! You can tag along if you want, but you’ll have to find your own ride somewhere else if we decide to come back here.
Violet: …No thanks. I’m going to stay here, curse at this concert, and fall asleep in the bed before you two “come back here.” Find somewhere else to screw around, please.
Mary: Oooh, someone’s grumpy.
Violet: Just tired of continuously having to leave the room or be forced to share the room and pretend I don’t hear you when you need to fuck. Seriously, you’ve done this like every weekend since we were fifteen.
Mary: I’d do it for you. Hell, I HAVE for you. Many, many times. I can’t count the times I’ve found somewhere else to stay when you’ve “found the most amazing guy.” OR the times I’ve had to share the room during your fun, like what you’re complaining about.
Violet: Yeah well…Not anytime recently.
Mary laughs.
Mary: It’s ok, I understand where you’re coming from. If we have sparks, we’ll go somewhere else. You rest up, think about the match. I’ll see you tonight or in the morning.
Violet: Have fun…You’ll regret missing this legendary concert.
Mary: I’m sure.
She walks out of the hotel room. Violet looks at the TV again, then turns it off immediately and lays down.
End Segment.
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