Fallout January 22nd 2007

[Yoko Satoshi]

Fisher Is he signalling for the 1.21 Gigawatt strike?

Bardo: It would appear so Fisher.

Nichols gets to his feet and stumbles towards OLYMPIA who charges at him palm first only to be countered with a swift drop toe hold. And quickly locks in The Resignation.

FisherHe got it! One moment OLYMPIA looks to be in control, the next Nichols locks in the Resignation.

Bardo: Another thing to make note of here, is the amount of torque Nichols is applying, and also notice that OLYMPIA is bent to a sick angle that most people couldn’t bend to.

FisherI bet he wishes he wasn’t so flexible at this moment in time

Nichols has the hold locked in tight but OLYMPIA crawls his way over to the ropes and reaches for them with all of his will and determination. The ref checks to see if he has the ropes and in realising he hasn’t walks back to to Nichols who is taking this opportunity to dig his elbow into the groin of OLYMPIA, whilst the ref is checking to see if Nichols is still cheating, OLYMPIA grabs hold of the bottom rope,

Fisher: He got the ropes, he got the ropes

Nichols turns his head and spots this and quickly drags OLYMPIA into the centre of the ring before the referee notices. OLYMPIA writhes in pain as Nichols intensifies the hold. He tries again to drag himself back towards the ropes but Nichols has established a firm base in the middle of the ring. OLYMPIA finally gives up and begins tapping out.

*Ding Ding Ding*

Iris: Here is your winner…Sean Nichols!!!

Fisher: Nichols has stolen this one. The king of controversy strikes again.

Bardo: The referee didn’t see OLYMPIA get the ropes, he didn’t make the call so Nichols technically didn’t have to break the hold.

Fisher: This victory still leaves a bitter taste in my mouth Dean, and I’m sure that it leaves a pretty bitter one in OLYMPIA’s too.

Nichols stands triumphantly in the ring and gets the referee to raise his hand, he catches a glance at OLYMPIA and cockily smirks at him before making his way out of the ring and up the ramp.

Fade

[Yoko Satoshi]

Segment: Aya-chan Wants Ice Cream! Diet Attack! Act 3 (Credit: Amori Aya)

Aya: Almost...there...!

With one final heave, Aya shoved the last gigantic ice cream tub into the trunk of Sensei's car. Panting, she reached up and slammed the trunk shut, collapsing to the gravel ground below.

Sensei: Get up! Get up! You're not done yet!

Aya: I'm not...?!

Sensei: Next, you must clean Sensei's feet...with a herring!

He whipped out a small, dead fish, wobbling precariously in the air. Aya simply gaped at him, at a complete loss for words.

Aya: Doushite?!

Sensei: Why?! You ask why?! Do not question Sensei's orders! Do as you're tol--ACK! GWAAAAHHHHHH!

Clutching his heart dramatically, Sensei's face contorted in agony. He dropped to the floor next to Aya, shaking violently.

Aya: Sensei! Sensei! Eros, what's happening?!

Eros: I have no idea! This isn't my fault!

Aya: That's not important! Quick, call an ambulance!

Eros darted inside, making for the nearest phone. While Aya tried to make her fallen Sensei comfortable, a loud explosion erupted a few blocks away, disrupting the peace and tranquility of the night.

Aya: What the heck was that?

Knowing that the explosion could mean nothing good, Aya dashed over to its location, her heart beating fast in trepidation. As she rounded the corner, she abruptly came to a hault when she saw...

Icey-Icey: Icey-Icey! Destroy!

Aya: Ohmigosh, all these citizens are unconscious!

Apparently, Icey-Icey had induced a minor explosion, knocking out several innocent bystanders. He swung his ice cream scooper around dangerously, marching towards Aya.

Aya: Magic Prismu...Henshin!

Icey-Icey shielded his eyes from the burst of intense pink light. When he finally regained his vision, the Pretty Battle Goddess, Magic Prismu, stood before him, wings fully outstretched.

Aya: How dare you attack innocent people dressed as food that brings joy...and calories! Pretty Battle Goddess Magic Prismu...Sanjou! Henshin a go-go, baby!

Aya's pose was interrupted by a massive scooper swipe. She screamed and ducked, feeling the heavy weapon swish over her hair. She jumped up to avoid the next low sweep, and retaliated with a rapid spinning kick. Though the kick missed, the mere force of the strike was enough to push Icey-Icey back a few feet. Snarling, he extended one of his short stubby hands, and unleashed a torrent of ice cream globs at Aya. Unable to dodge in time, the globs hit Aya at full force, rooting her to the ground. Covered toe-up in ice cream, Aya could only watch helplessly as Icey-Icey advanced, prepping up for the finishing blow--

Icey-Icey: Icey-Icey! Destro--UGFHHOOO!

Before he could smash Aya's head into oblivion, a slender, white arrow whizzed past, grazing Icey-Icey's cheek. He howled in pain, clutching his bleeding injury.

Aya & Icey-Icey: Nani?!

A man, possibly 6'2 with the body of a Greek God, flew past, possessing wings of his own. His beating wings blew Aya's icy prison away. Now free, Aya could see the man more clearly. He had wavy blonde hair, a killer smile, and he dressed in the fashion of an ancient Greek: white garb and laced brown sandals. On his hair sat a white wreath of leaves, and he carried a mystical white bow and a quiver full of arrows.

Aya: Sugoi...

Winged Man: Now, Magic Prismu! Finish him off!

Nodding, Aya summoned the Magic Heart Wand, letting it float gently into her outstretched hand. She twirled around gracefully, waving the wand in an elegant arch.

Aya: Lovely Prismu![/b]

The resulting blast of pink energy shattered Icey-Icey into thousands of pieces, which evaporated into the sky. A faint scream slowly faded away along with its evil remnants. Breathing a sigh of relief, Aya looked up to see her winged rescuer flying away.

Aya: Wait! Thank you for saving me! Who are you?

He turned, flashing her his killer smile.

Adonis: Call me Adonis, babe. I didn't find what I was looking for...but I sure found something interesting!

With that, he departed, flying off into the sky, leaving a dumbstruck Aya to ponder his true nature.

Aya: Adonis...weird.

[Yoko Satoshi]

Segment: I’ll take Escalation for $200 (Credit: Wyvern)

Sean Nichols is shown backstage, celebrating his win over OLYMPIA. He’s ecstatic, that’s for sure, judging by his jubilant demeanor as he cockily smirks at everyone he passes by on the way to his locker room. He’s just about at the door, until he sees a duo standing in front of his door, the Royales.

Sean: Ummm…if you’re looking for the curtain that I’m sure you two are planning to jerk, it’s right over the—

Pat: Lookit here…we’ve got ourselves a cocky primadonna.

Ivor: Indeed we do. Do you have any idea who we are?

Sean: Ummm…

Sean scratches the back of his head in a mocking manner. Clearly, he doesn’t know who they are, but do you think he really cares? No. He looks up at them, as he replies.

Sean: The ever-insubordinate custodial staff here? Seriously guys, we’ve got some shit running down the walls in the bathroom, and I’m not talking about the combined amount of talent you two share. I’m serious, I went in there earlier, and damn!

Pat: Silence your tongue. We’re the Royales, and we’re about to show you why we’re the elite force here on Fallout!

Ivor: That’s right!

Sean: So…you guys specialize in handicap matches? Wow.

Pat: ENOUGH!

The Royales charge Nichols, who in turn bravely, albeit illogically, charges them as well. Fisticuffs fly rampant between the two parties, and despite Nichols’ high level of resiliency, he fails to keep up the momentum, as the Royales quickly leave him down on the ground. That is, until a voice can be heard nearby.

?: Do we have a problem here? You’d best be leaving him alone.

Pat: Who are you?

Before the man can respond, he launches into the fray to make the save on Nichols. It’s WYVERN! The Royales don’t respond out of shock, as they continue to wail on the two, focusing more on Wyvern, who has definitely helped to equalize the situation. Wyvern’s interjection allows Nichols to get up, who doesn’t have time to exchange pleasantries before the two fight to stop the Royales’ onslaught. However, neither man was expecting this much fight from the Royales, as Wyvern and Nichols start to falter.

?: C’mon Kalb, let’s get ‘em!

And here come the Capitalists! The Royales now have their hands full as Kalb and Fitsharris launch into a barrage of attacks on the duo. Fighting like the duo of the past, Kalb and Fitsharris allow Wyvern and Nichols to slightly recover. The four manage to land some severe beatings on the Royales, but STILL the Royales stand strong, albeit faltering a very tiny bit. At this point, however, as things begin to escalate, the Senator comes peeling out of the woodwork.

Senator: Stop this, stop this at once!

The words of the paternal figure of the Senatorial Stable freezes the stable members in their place. Wyvern and the Capitalists stop, as Nichols is still going after the Royales.

Wyvern: Nichols, STOP!

With that, Nichols stops, as the Royales stare on, seething at their opponents. A high level of tension comes over the two sides as the fighting ceases.

Nichols: Not so tough, now are you?

Wyvern: Nichols, don’t. We’ve got them outnumbered.

Pat: Ah bloody hell…we’d have won anyways.

Ivor: That’s right. Let’s get out of here…this is a waste of time.

The Royales “retreat”, keeping their dignity intact as they leave, as Nichols turns to Wyvern.

Nichols: What are you doing here?

Wyvern: I came to speak to Senator. From the looks of it, it was perfect timing to get here. Those guys came to play. Well, now…

The camera fades out with the five men talking amongst themselves. It seems as if the aggressive Royales may have bitten off more than they can chew, or maybe, they didn’t?

Fade out.

[Yoko Satoshi]

Match: Violet Cyrilla and Selina Taylor vs Adrienne Frost and Jessie Hall (Credit: Yoko)

The next match of the night is a diva tag match! Iris steps into the ring to begin it…though she is not involved.

Iris: Our next contest is a women’s tag team match! Introducing first, Selina Taylor, and the current Fallout Women’s Champion, Violet Cyrilla!

Paranoia Attack plays as both Violet and Selina appear, coming out together. Mary Kane follows closely behind Violet, visibly displeased at her earlier actions.

Iris: And their opponents, Adrienne Frost and Jessie Hall!

Cherry Lips plays, and Jessie and Adrienne make their way out. Jessie seems vaguely enthusiastic about teaming with a former champion, but Adrienne may as well have come out alone, because she certainly hasn’t noticed Jessie alongside of her. At least, not until Jessie begins discussing with her who should go first.

They decide on Jessie.

Meanwhile, on the other side, it appears Violet is going first, as Selina is certain Violet can win it before Adrienne gets tagged in.

Bell Rings

Jessie approaches Violet with caution, like everyone else who comes across her. She needs to get into range to attack, without getting into range of being punched. But that doesn’t seem to be a problem right now, as Jessie hears something Mary shouts to Violet about grappling. The result is, of course, a grapple with Jessie, which goes in the favor of Violet as she forces Jessie into a side headlock. Violet wrenches on Jessie’s neck for a few seconds, unsure as ever of where to go to next in terms of flow.

Apparently, to the ropes. Jessie finds an opening and escapes the headlock and pushes Violet toward the ropes. On her way back, Jessie floats around behind her and rolls her up.

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Narrow kickout nanoseconds before the 3 count. Apparently Jessie has been paying attention to someone’s training sessions.

Violet rolls away, very disoriented. The nearfalls and surprises always throw her off her game. In a panic, she strikes at Jessie as she comes near her. Sometimes that works, but Jessie was a bit out of range and simply steps back, avoiding the punch of death with ease, and follows it with a knee into Violet’s stomach. Violet stumbles backward with the wind knocked out of her, and Jessie turns to the crowd, as if to say “I wounded your precious champion.”

While that is happening, Violet hears Mary call out the word tag, and she holds her hand out toward her corner. Selina tags in with joy, seeing as Jessie is open for attack. She gladly lets Jessie know the mistake she’s made as she plows her forearm into the back of her head. Jessie stumbles into the turnbuckles, and she covers her head in fear, thinking Violet is on the attack. Selina grabs Jessie by the hair and pulls her head back and down, staring her in the eyes like a certain Man Called Sting, before hitting an inverted DDT, also like a certain Man Called Sting. She covers her.

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Kickout after 2.

Selina wastes no time and picks Jessie back up, and Irish Whips her. Unseen to Selina but seen by the referee, Adrienne blind tags Jessie as she runs near her. Selina kicks Jessie in the stomach with much force on the return and lowers her for a standard DDT, when Adrienne hops in and charges Selina with a sudden, hard clothesline. Jessie returns to the corner and steps outside as Adrienne officially takes over. When Selina realizes who’s official now, she rolls back to her corner to tag in Violet, knowing she herself is outclassed by Adrienne Frost.

But the tag doesn’t happen, as Adrienne easily grabs Selina by the foot and pulls her just out of reach. Selina stretches out her hand as far as possible, but cannot reach Violet. Adrienne and Violet lock eyes as Adrienne smirks, pulling Selina further away.

Violet can hear Mary say something along the lines of “Don’t do it, Violet,” but pretends she doesn’t hear it, and she rushes into the ring, tag or no tag. Adrienne drops her hold on Selina’s foot, but surprises Violet by kicking her right in the kneecap as she gets near. Violet buckles under the pain and lands on her face. In her head, she thinks, “Oh yeah…Adrienne knows just where to hit you.”

Then Violet feels a tug on her own foot, and turns her head enough to see Jessie pulling her out to ringside. A noble move by Jessie, but not the smartest, as Violet kicks her in the chest with her other leg. Jessie recoils and turns toward the barrier between them and the fans as Violet rolls out of the ring on her own. She grabs Jessie by the shoulder and turns her around, and belts her squarely in the jaw, to the delight of the camera wielding front row fans. Jessie falls like a bag of rocks.

Bell Rings

Wait, what?

Violet turns around to face the ring. Selina is down, and Adrienne is on top of her, practically ripping her arm off as she taps over and over again. A few seconds later, Adrienne finally lets go.

Iris: Your winners, by submission, Adrienne Frost and Jessie Hall!

Adrienne poses for a ringside cameraman for a single photo, glaring at Violet the entire time, then leaves. Mary Kane is now checking to make sure Selina’s arm isn’t broken, and Violet rolls into the ring to do the same.

Mary: She seems ok.

Violet: I’m sorry, that was my fault.

Mary: Violet…I’ve almost had it with you. You have no idea what you’re doing half the time, and you won’t make an effort to get better.

Violet: Well maybe I don’t want to be a fucking wrestler, did you consider that? I’ve only said it a few hundred times.

Mary: Well then for all I care, you can quit after your next match. This isn’t working out.

Violet: Next?

Mary: You have one more match obligation, a rematch against Adrienne. We’ll discuss this later. Help me get Selina to the back.

Violet utters a few swears under her breath as she and Mary help Selina.

[Yoko Satoshi]

Segment: Aya-chan Wants Ice Cream! Diet Attack! Act 4 (Credit: Amori Aya)

Amphion: Damn that girl![/b] Icey-Icey had her, but she managed to defeat him...

Amphion thundered around in his quarters, punching the stone wall. A small earthquake ensued, with chips of rock falling precariously overhead. Ignoring the chaos he just caused, Amphion grew more furious.

Amphion: I *will* destroy you, Magic Prismu! Even if it's the last thing I do!

***

Aya: Ooooh...I'm exhausted...

Aya slumped down on her sofa, and a sympathetic Eros wiped her brow with a cool towel, clutching the fabric in his mouth.

Eros: You had a rough day, but I'm proud of you! You managed victories, and even survived a half-crazed personal trainer!

Aya: Oh yea, what happened to Sensei? Is he alright?

Eros: He's fine. As it turns out, Sensei had very low sugar in his diet. He convulsed because he needed more sugar!

Aya turned to face Eros smugly.

Aya: He had low sugar, you say? That's funny, because doesn't ICE CREAM raise your blood sugar? Hm?!

Eros fell off the sofa comically, groaning.

Eros: Aya-chan! Everything in moderation!

Aya wasn't listening, she already started to shovel more mint chocolate chip into her mouth.

Eros: Waah...she's going to regain the weight she lost today already...Aya-chan! I want some too!

Aya: Get your own, Eros!

Eros: Nyah nyah nyah!

He dived headfirst into the tub, and guardian dog and girl once again resumed their battle over ice cream rights. Unbeknownst to them both, the evil power was growing stronger and stronger every minute...

END VOLUME 2

[Yoko Satoshi]

Match: The Drinkin Boys vs. The Brothers Grimm (Credit: Hitman)

Iris stands in the ring, poised to announce to the fans.

Iris: "This next contest is for the Fallout Tag Team Championship! Introducing first, from Boulder, Colorado, at a combined weight of 420 lbs, Daemyn and Deacon, they are known as The Brothers Grimm!"

The introduction to the Brothers Grimms' theme music is a sound clip from Fight Club wherein Tyler Durden says to "Hit me as hard as you can," and several seconds into the song the Brothers take the stage. They make their way down the ramp and slide into the ring, scaling opposite turnbuckles and working up the crowd.

Iris: "And their opponents, from Port aux Basques, Newfoundland, at a combined weight of 714 lbs, Ben and Afternoon, they are known as The Drinkin Boyz!"

"On With the Show" by Motley Crue hits the arena and the crowd cheers as The Drinkin Boyz (minus Selina) drive out onto the ramp in a vehicle similar to the General Lee. They exit the vehicle and slap hands with the fans before they enter the ring. Ben gets on a turnbuckle and raises his arms and his tag title while Afternoon simply waits for the match to begin.

Bell rings.

Ben and Afternoon toss their titles out of the ring to a ringside attendant and waste no time in taking it to the Brothers Grimm. Daemyn is tossed over the top rope by Afternoon and Deacon soon follows his brother. Afternoon then gets an idea and goes over to Ben, who is picked up in a military press and launched over the ropes and onto the Brothers Grimm. The crowd cheers on Ben as he picks up Daemyn and throws him into the ring. Ben follows and soon after, order is restored with Afternoon being sent to the apron. Daemyn gets picked up and sent back down to the canvas again with ½ of the Drunken Dive. Daemyn gets hit with the other half and Ben makes a cover for a close two count.

Ben once again picks up Daemyn, who surprises him (and the Fallout crowd) with a lightning-fast abdomen kick. Ben doubles over and Deacon is tagged in. Deacon hops into the ring and delivers a knee lift to the doubled over Ben. A cover is made but it's all in vain. Only a two count comes of it. Afternoon looks on in concern for his cousin, not wanting to lose his tag title and his chance at becoming an impact player on Fallout. Daemyn gets tagged in once more as Deacon lifts up Ben for a gutbuster. The Drinkin Boy gets dropped with a gutbuster and when he looks up, Daemyn takes him down with a running single leg dropkick. Afternoon cringes and claps on Ben, who kicks out Daemyn's pinfall attempt.

With the match in their favor, Daemyn gives Ben a parting gift in the form of a Buzzsaw Kick then once again tags in Deacon. Ben crawls over to his corner, where Afternoon's hand remains outstretched. Deacon smirks as he picks up Ben by his hair and drives him into the canvas with a hammerlock backdrop suplex. Ben stumbles around before Deacon applies a straightjacket chinlock. With a small portion of the Fallout crowd chanting "ORTON SUCKS!" just for the hell of it, the rest of the crowd claps along with Afternoon, trying to get Ben back in the contest. Ben is beginning to stand up and the crowd thinks a comeback is going to happen. Sadly, they are wrong as Deacon throws Ben down to the canvas by his hair.

Deacon tags in Daemyn once more and they whip Ben into the corner. Deacon nails a lariat on Ben and Daemyn follows up with a thump attack. Ben falls in a sitting position and the brothers back up and bounce off the ropes. Afternoon does some sly thinking, pulling down the ropes Deacon bounced off and sending him to the outside. Ben dodges Daemyn's dropkick and gets the tag into Afternoon. The crowd cheers as the Tall Drunken Sum'bitch enters the ring and takes down Daemyn with a reverse elbow smash. Afternoon repeats the process then goes over to Deacon on the apron and gets him a side headlock, delivering a big headbutt that sends him to the floor. Afternoon nods and points to a woman in the crowd, winking at her. The woman cheers on Afternoon, who catches a charging Daemyn with the Canadian Spinebuster. Afternoon makes a pin but Deacon enters the ring and breaks up the count.

Ben enters the ring like a bat out of hell and takes out Deacon with a forearm. At the same time, Daemyn sneaks in a lightning-fast thumb to the eye and a dropkick to Afternoon's knee. He backs up but before he can attempt a Shining Wizard, Ben runs up to Daemyn and leaps into the air, nailing him with a picture-perfect dropkick. The crowd goes crazy at the move as Ben picks up Deacon in a fireman's carry. Afternoon grabs Daemyn in a fireman's carry as well and the crowd cheers as the Drinkin Boyz carry out their signature moves: a double knee gutbuster to Deacon and a flapjack to Daemyn. But they're not done yet. Ben then runs over to Afternoon and jumps off of his hands, moonsaulting onto Daemyn. Afternoon follows up with a big splash and that is enough to get the 1-2-3.

Bell rings.

Iris: "And the winners of this match and still Fallout Tag Team Champions, the Drinkin Boyz!"

"On With the Show" hits again and the crowd cheers as the Drinkins are handed their tag titles. Ben leaps into Afternoon's arms and raises his title in the air. Ben is set down and he asks for a mic. Afternoon holds up his title while the music fades and Ben gets on the mic.

Ben: "Okay, now all of you remember when I said last week, I had to take care of something. Well, I've had to make a tough decision and this is a decision that will change my life and hopefully, one other person's."

The crowd listens to what Ben has to say.

Ben: "Selina, could you come down to the ring, please?"

Just then, "Simple Survival" by Mushroomhead plays and Selina comes down to the ring, her arm wrapped up after the match with Adrienne. Afternoon holds the ropes open for her to step through and she does so. She stands in front of Ben, who takes her hand and holds it.

Ben: "Listen, I know tonight hasn't been your night after what happened earlier on with Adrienne. I don't know if what I'm about to do will console you but I hope that it will cheer you up."

Suddenly, Ben gets down on one knee before reaching into his pocket. The crowd goes wide-eyed, assuming that Ben is going to do what they think he's going to do. Ben pulls out a small bag.

Inside the bag is a ring.

He holds it up to Selina, who clasps her hands to her mouth, tears beginning to form in her eyes.

Ben: "Selina… will you marry me?"

Selina doesn't need a second to think and she grabs the mic from Ben, almost excited.

Selina: "I… I WILL!"

Ben stands to a vertical base and Selina jumps into Ben's arms, hugging him as tightly as she can. Afternoon wipes a small tear from his eye and claps at the two. The crowd also cheers on the two as a small portion of the crowd chant "MARRIAGE! MARRIAGE! MARRIAGE!"

Fade out.

[Yoko Satoshi]

Segment: Back (Credit: Byron)

The screen faded to black, but did not emerge from the darkness. A low hum is heard, suggesting a lost feed, but then, a cackling laugh is heard. Faint at first, but slowly overcoming the audio until it is at full volume and is nearly enough to make you turn the volume down. then, as soon as it came, the laugh stops. the chilling silence is broken by movement. A torso swings in from the blackness on what appears to be meat hooks. It comes to a rest in front of the camera.

The body is devoid of life, and just swinging there. The hair hangs in the face, black and damp. the upper torso is completely covered in ritualistic tattoos. it seems almost like a shirt. The sound of the chains as it swings is harsh and grating. but then, a voice rings out of the darkness. crisp, clear and so chilling it sends a shiver through your bones.

Voice: Life once coursed through my body as it does yours. Death has taken my body from me, and now all that is in my veins is dust. I was given a second chance to exist many months ago. that chance was known as Fallout. it was taken away from me once, but it will not be again. for I know the secret of immortality. the spirit realm can not contain me.

the body stops swinging unnaturally. not a slowing gait then a halt, or as if someone grabbed the body, but like the chains were frozen in time. the head of the body jerked. then pun up and opened it’s eyes. they were vivid, almost unnatural green, but what was not present was a spark. these eyes did not belong to someone alive. you knew that via instinct. then the mouth opened, and the same voice from before came through it’s lips. nothing about this looked correct.

Body: The Bird of the Hermes is my name. Clipping my wings to make me Tame... Byron Rockwood will soon be walking among us again.

there was a bright white flash, and he was gone, but the chains remained. moving as if someone had just brushed up against them.

Fade Out

[Yoko Satoshi]

Segment: Super Battle Contest! (Credit: Amori Aya)

Aya leaps into view, all decked out in her Pretty Battle Goddess, Magic Prismu attire. She waves excitedly to the camera, holding a pretty manga booklet in her hand, with a beautifully drawn picture of herself.

Aya: Konnichiwa, minna! We're having a Super Battle Contest! Please send in your name and address here--

She points at the screen, and immediately an address in Tokyo, Japan pops up.

Aya: --And we'll randomly select twenty people to receive the first special edition super volume of Pretty Battle Goddess: Magic Prismu! for free! Signed by yours truly!

She giggles, and the camera zooms comically towards her cute, curly signature.

Aya: Don't forget to keep watching next week for Aya-chan Wants Ice Cream! Diet Attack! Volume 3! Arigato gozaimasu!

She continues waving happily at the camera till it slowly fades to black.

[Yoko Satoshi]

Match #7: Dangerous Nicholas Alger vs. Daniel Ness
(Credit: Senator)

As the show returns, Eagleheart is heard playing, with Dangerous Nicholas Alger standing in the ring, stretching over by one of the turnbuckles.

Predator: And we’re back from the break, with the Pred-Heads cheering for Pred.

R.J. Fisher: Is that the best way for you to welcome us back from the commercials? Absolutely awful!

Pred: Hush, my child, I do things my own way, which is superior to your way.

Dean Bardo: If you two are done now, we have a match to announce.

With Alger already in the ring, it’s not long before "Survival of the Sickest" plays, with Daniel Ness walking out of the entranceway, Openweight Title in hand.

Iris: Announcing next, he is the Fallout Openweight Champion, the Corporate Ace, Daniel Neeeesssss!

Pred: All hail the supreme champion of wrestling...Daniel Ness shouldn't even have to demean himself with such an easy opponent. It's not even a title match, thus, it means less than nothing.

Bardo: Never sell Alger short.

Predator: Hey, shortstuff, baldie, whatever you're name is, be quiet and admire the epicness of Ness's entrance!

Fisher: Aww, come on, he just walks to the ring, and jumps onto the apron, vaulting over the ropes, as basic as it gets!

Pred: It's not what he does, it's how he does it. Talk to me again once you learn that important lesson, kiddo.

Now, away from the announcers and their endless bickering, the bell rings, with Ness immediatly shooting in on Alger with a double leg takedown attempt. However, DNA is nothing if skilled at his takedown defense, and manages to shoot his legs back into a sprawl, falling forward into a front facelock, The former NCAA wrestler, Daniel Ness manages to take his opponent's arm from the facelock, rolling up and over into a sort of a mounted back hammerlock, using his free hand to paintbrush slap Alger, but only once, as the experienced MMA expert pulls back, wrenching free from the not-fully torqued hammerlock, slipping back, back to a standing position. Ness whips around...only for Alger to leap up, and catch him in his leaping triangle choke, the Bermuda Triangle!

Bardo: Ness was not expecting that.

Fisher: This is incredible, Alger just caught Ness in his signature submission hold!

Daniel Ness tries to get back to a solid vertical position, but the triangle is firmly applied, and he has no way out. Referee Jacob Jones is quick to check on the Openweight Champ as he tries to get back up, slower and slower on each attempt, DNA cranking on the hold with even more intensity than he usually applies. Ness's face begins to turn a deep shade of red as he desparatly squrims to escape. Even as the Openweight Champ tries to keep from drifting off, it is apparent that his efforts are increasingly going to be futile if he doesn't get out of the expertly applied hold. The shade on the Corporate Ace's face starts to turn to an ugly purple hue, and his motions become less and less vigorus, as he slowly...fades...drifts off...Jacob Jones checks once again on Ness, and seeing the signs he had been looking for, double checks once again, before standing up, waving his arms!

Iris: Your winner, by referee stoppage, Dangerous Nicholas Aaaaalllllgeeeerrrrrrrr! I might remind the crowd that this match was not, I repeat was not a title match!

Alger finally lets go of the Bermuda Triangle, letting his fallen opponent slide down to the mat, while he stands back up, shouting his triumph to the Fallout Fanatics, who in turn give him a full standing ovation in respect for the longtime fan favorite.

Bardo: Some might call this a fluke, something less than a full contest, but let no person say that Nicholas Alger didn't earn his win here over the Openweight Champion.

Fisher: Amazing, Dangerous Nicholas Alger just pulled off the impossible, and defeated Daniel Ness! Might the champ have taken his opponent too lightly?

Bardo: Yes, it was obvious, as I said before the match, Alger is not a man to take lightly.

Fisher: Hey, Predator, how about that? Your guy just lost!

Pred: ...

As Alger continues his walk around the ring, officials help Ness back to his feet, and herd him to the back.

Fisher: Oh, you don't want to talk? Before the match, you said that Ness didn't even need to fight to win here! Well, I hope you didn't have any money riding on that!

Pred: ...

And with that, we'll fade out on a good note, with the rarest of occasions, an almost blindingly fast defeat for the usually-dominant Openweight Champion, and a speechless Predator.

Fade Out

[Yoko Satoshi]

Segment: It’s Not Over Until I Say It’s Over (Credit: Yoko)

We fade in on Biff Taylor, in his office. He appears unusually giddy, and he’s holding a sheet of paper in his hand.

Biff: This is a match contract, and it’s for the Ragnarok PPV! Do you want to hear what the match is? First, an explanation for it.

He clears his throat.

Biff: We seem to have a couple of bullies backstage thinking they can beat up whoever they want. And well, they can, I don’t really mind so much if no one is seriously hurt. I mean, it makes great entertainment. That IS why we watch the show, to see people beating up other people. But anyway, they damaged my main event…so I figured, hey, may as well pay them back.

He points to the phone.

Biff: I spoke with Ginger immediately after I got the idea, and he’s all for it. You may notice Ragnarok is lacking the traditional 5 on 5 elimination tag match. Not anymore!

He holds up the contract to the camera.

Biff: At Ragnarok, in a Ragnarok Match, in a semi ACW/Fallout collaboration, will be Sean Nichols, Wyvern, The Capitalists Anthony Kalb and Kevin Fitsharris, and The Senator himself, vs The Royales and…well, the other three names are left blank. They can fill the slots with whoever they want, or can. I recommend you two hurry, you might not find three guys willing to help before the show.

He takes a clunky bow.

Biff: With that, Fallout will end for the week. See you at Ragnarok!

End Segment

End Show

[theonlyredsfan]

wow
great show

[The Senator]

Heh, I find that there's often a positive coorelation between how late our shows are and how good they turn out. Shortest matches ever, but the segments more than delivered.

On other notes, Aya continues to uniquely entertain, congrats to Red and Lambert on their debuts, can't wait to see Hitman's match, Wyvern's segment titles are made of greatness, and dang it, I'm pumped for Ragnarok...

Also...Yoko's intro was the best one ever for Fallout, or any other show. Period.

[jonnyomega]

Argh, I forgot about Predator returning.

Other than that, great show

[chengling]

*enters Super Battle Contest*

Oh, and by the way, strawberry > mint chocolate chip.

[xs3]

The match has been sent into Yoko. I think you'll like it.

Oh, and grande show.