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Post by The Senator on Dec 7, 2007 20:03:06 GMT -5
Segment: Daniel Ness (Credit: Senator)
The Corporate Ace and current reigning Openweight Champion, Ness has demonstrated time and time again that he represents excellence for the Fallout brand, and has done so on the faces of many others. Ness, love him or hate him, has been not only the face of the Corporate Club, but the face of Fallout itself, and he'll never let you forget it.
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Ness first became known to a widespread wrestling audience when he appeared on ACW programming, as an apprentice of BK London. Ness's background as an NCAA standout may have given him a healthy heaping of confidence, but it did not lead to early success. Early losses to the likes of the Lost Boys seemed to relegate Ness to the role of lower card wrestler, until he managed to find his way into a much talked about house show match against Brian Carnage, finishing his opponent with an inverted guillotine crusher onto a chair. From there, Ness's new found vicious streak, coupled with his mat skills allowed him to both climb the ladder and get the attention of Chairman Biff Taylor, who eventually gave him a title shot against current champion Skurai. Ness managed to capture the belt, and defended it numerous times since, debuting new moves, and holding the Openweight Title to the end of Fallout. Even there, Ness never stopped championing the belt, and faced ACW's Thunderkiss in a special event, protecting the honor of the company, and his own reputation.
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Daniel Ness, wearing the uncharacteristic suit, walks into the interview room, with his belt and a bottle of water, sitting down to address the camera.
Ness: I’ve conquered everything and everyone that’s been thrown at me, it doesn’t matter who you are! I’ll set you up, take you down, and knock the lesson home!
Daniel Ness holds up a photograph of Stan Johnston, pointing a finger at it.
Ness: See this? This is what I have to put up with, a sorry excuse for a contender who's only facing me because I beat everyone else. Anthony Kalb...scratch him. Skurai...killed his career, drove him nuts. Thunderkiss...he's a punk who thinks he can show up here, running his mouth, but he couldn't beat me before, and he can't beat me now! Alicia Kitsune? She's nothing compared to the Corporate Ace. And now, Stan H. Johnston thinks he can beat the trend, that he can beat ME? Give me a break. He may have guts, I'll give him that much, but he's not got the talent, the experience, the skill, or the pure unbreakable will that I bring to the ring! Stan Johnston, when you step into MY ring, you step into MY world, and I can't let you walk out of there without tasting the bitter flavor of defeat.
Ness throws the picture down, and stands up.
Ness: You want to sign that contract, go right ahead, moron. You'll just be signing your death warrant.
Fade Out
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Post by The Senator on Dec 7, 2007 20:04:11 GMT -5
Segment: “Monster Squad!” Credit: T-Kiss & The Wrestling Boot Band [Standing in the middle of the crowd in the parking lot is Fallout announcer Gary, looking very glad to be back. The fans seem to be equally glad to see him, as the diminutive "ninja" addresses them.] Gary: Welcome back to Fallllllllllllout! [Gary’s introduction garners support of the crowd as they give him a large pop. However, his image is not seen long by Fallout viewers. Instead, the camera instantly switches to a live shot of a major battle going down this moment, inside the building. Dean Bardo: Well, it didn’t take long for some party crashers to make themselves known Fisher. RJ: Fisher: Indeed not! That appears to be The Cremator and Reaper and they are HEADING - THIS - WAY! [The Reaper and The Cremator bring the battle to the outside, crashing through the doors as they now continue to trade blows down the hastily prepared isle leading out to the lot. Wide eyed fans watch on in amazement as the two giants rumble past them, their fists actually making thunderous sounds as they slam into each other’s bodies. Eventually they end up right in front of the main crowd, where the very cars in the lot itself become weapons of destruction. Inside, Gary just watches on in horror as if Hell itself has come for him. Gaining the upper hand, the Reaper slams the Cremators head into the hood of a '57 Chevy, and somewhere, Tim Dwight shakes his head. His head ringing and his eyes spinning, the Cremator becomes an easy target as he is driven back into the shaky guardrail that separates the action from the fans.] The Cremator: PAIN ... CAUSE ... PAIN... The Reaper: *Grunt* *GROWL* [The Reaper reaches down and grabs the Cremator by the arm and goes to whip him into a light post, however, the massive frame of the Cremator anchors in and instead takes The Reaper for a ride straight into a group of innocent fans!] Fans *screaming*: Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeee! RJ Fisher: Good God we need some order of control out here! [Sick of being a bystander to both men’s actions, Gary has had enough. Walking away from his microphone stand, and leaping on the hood of Dwight's beleaguered vintage auto, he sticks his body over them as he begins to berate both the Reaper and the Cremator.] Gary: Hey! Hey you two bozos! Can’t you see that I’m already out here! You are ruining my upcoming interview with these great fans! [Both the Reaper and Cremator stop dead in their tracks and Gary begins to take credit for their actions as he nods his head in approval. He turns his back on them as he does this, which turns out to be a very tragic mistake. Not enjoying the presence of a third wheel regardless if he was there first or not, they both stomp up onto the hood with him. The rumbling of their footsteps causes the metal to vibrate like a small earthquake instantly commanding the attention of Gary.] Gary: Hey! HEY![Both the Reaper and Cremator latch onto Gary’s neck instantly immobilizing him.] Gary: What are you doing?! Put me down! [Together they lift him straight up into the air and then toss him down to the asphalt like a sack full of bricks. The double choke slam takes care of their “annoyance,” and now that he is out of the way both start back up where they left off.] Dean Bardo: Now there is no reason for this - seriously. Or place for it for that matter. ?: REAPER! CREMATOR! [All eyes in the building turn of the direction of the mysterious voice, including the monsters. There, standing in the doorway to the building is Angelus Kincaid, microphone in hand. Together both monsters reunite under the common goal of eliminating another pest. Within seconds both monsters head back up the isle in a scene reminiscent of Godzilla Vs. King Kong. Just inches away from Kincade, the masked enigma instantly freezes them both as he whips out a brilliantly shining katana blade from behind his person.] Kincaid: Reaper. Cremator. Lower your arms. The Cremator: ........... The Reaper: *Grunt?* [The eyes of both monsters gaze upon the blade as it shines in the overhead lights like a beacon of calmness. Even more bizarre, both monsters soon drop to one knee and bow to Kincaid causing him to nod approvingly.] Kincaid: You now belong to me. The Cremator: Yes ... master.The Reaper: ARRRRGHHH!!!RJ Fisher: Just what in Sam Hill is going on out here?! ..... .... ... .. . [That *IS* the million dollar question, isn’t it? Far away, a group of interested bystanders know the answer...] Glacier: Gary has fallen! Skurai: Nevermind Gary! The sword! He has THAT sword. Glacier: How did he obtain it? Skurai: That is no concern to us. However, its return is anything BUT! [FADE]
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Post by The Senator on Dec 7, 2007 20:05:52 GMT -5
Segment: The Signing (Credit: Senator)
Biff Taylor, Craig Lewis, Tim Dwight, and Tony Givens are all present, as both Stan H. Johnston and Daniel Ness enter the conference room, Ness, wearing a navy blue suit, is seen with his Openweight Title over a shoulder, and Johnston with his trademark bullrope over his, wearing a leather vest, jeans, and a white hat.
Both men stop in front of a small desk, with several security guards flanking each competitor. Each brings their respective entourages(no, not TK’s group…) standing behind, the hulking Colossus Rhodes, Sgt. Pilko, El Froggy Mask, Predator, Jeffery Janson and Sylvain Mint all backing Ness up, while Duke Cogburn, Jack Connor, Wolf, Beau James, Will Anger, and Dangerous Nicholas Alger stand with Johnston.
Biff: Ok, now, both of you, if you’d just pick up these here pens sitting on the desk in front of you, I’d just like to have a word here. There’s not a match that’s been longer awaited than this one, an’ I know that Danny Boy…
Ness: Shut it, Biff, and let me sign this!
Biff: Well, sure, you wanna sign now, then sign…dang it, I had a speech prepared, and everything…
Johnston: It’ll be my pleasure to do so, just like it’ll be my pleasure to knock your boy’s teeth out, Biff!
Stan Johnston puts pen to paper, and with a straightforward signature, legally includes himself in the match. Ness takes a moment longer, but sneers, and with a flourish of his wrist, signs his name on his part of the contract, and the deal is done!
Biff: And the match is signed! Congratulations, you two, and you’d better be on top form in a month from now, the Biffmeister expects nothing short of excellence when it comes to Fallout!
Ness: Pff, the only excellence shown here will be my own superior talent, when I tear this joke of a cowboy apart. If I HAVE to, I guess I could drag it out, but look at this guy! You think I could get him to go more than five minutes?
Johnston: Now wait here just one minute, pardner! I’m gonna have to call bull on that, you think I’ve managed to beat all these people by nothin’ but luck? You think I can’t break you in two?
Ness: Come on, I’m unbreakable! Soon as I have you on MY mat, in MY world, you’ll be tapping out, and squealing like the country hick that you are! Hell, a loser like you from a loser state like Texas…
Johnston: WAIT just one minute there! You can insult me, you can say I ain’t got no chance in Hell, you can say that you’re an invincible champion, but when you go off and insult Texas, you’re just askin’ for it, and I ain’t gonna wait until next month to get my hands on you!
Biff: Wait, security…er…aww, let ‘em fight!
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Post by The Senator on Dec 7, 2007 20:06:29 GMT -5
And fight they do, security backs down, and the desk goes flying as Colossus Rhodes heaves it out of the way. Stan Johnston leaps through the gap, tacking Daniel Ness, and lights into him with a series of punches, with the two crashing into the refreshments table, water, coffee, and cinnamon rolls flying as the table collapses in the middle. Jeffery Janson takes a Duke Cogburn right hand to the face, and goes down like a sack of potatoes. Wolf makes a beeline for Predator and catches him by the throat, and with a mighty Chokeslam, breaks his back over a chair. Before he can even turn around, though, El Froggy Mask hits the massive captain of the locker room with a low blow, and Sylvain Mint finishes him with a swinging chair shot to the head.
Biff: Oh man, this is just a war zone, and I’m lovin it! Ba-da-da-da-BOOOM! He just got leveled!
Janson, having just gotten up from the Cogburn punch stands up, only for DNA to greet him back to the standing position with a high kick to the temple, which again sends the Corporate Idol back to a prone position. Johnston and Ness continue their brawl, and the Corporate Ace smashes a pitcher of water over his opponent's head. Elsewhere, Sgt. Pilko and Jack Connor exchange punches, while Will Anger and Beau James double team the rampaging Colossus Rhodes, and seem to be on the losing end of the deal. Over by the microphone, an aching Predator joins Biff, finding another mike at the "officials" table.
Pred: Someone sue that man...that's assault and battery! Man, I could use that fee for a freaking chiropractor…
Biff: Nah, not around here, it's not! Speaking of assault...look at that!
Sgt. Pilko, who had been losing his part of the brawl to Jack Connor, finds some much-welcomed aid as Sylvain Mint walks up, and the two hit a double team vertical suplex on the long-time veteran. In the middle of the fray, Anger and Beau attempt the same on Rhodes, but the Immovable Object lives up to his name, and reverses the move, suplexing both, not a mean feat, with Beau involved. Froggy runs up, stomping on his former BMW teammate, and laughing maniacally as he does so. Stan Johnston, bleeding slightly from the top of his head, following the pitcher shot, shoves Daniel Ness into the wall, slamming into him with a charging shoulder, and the flimsy facade that made up the plasterboard construction gives way, with the two crashing through.
Biff: No, not my wall! Pred, you're gonna compensate me for that.
Pred: Say what? I don't think so, buddy...
Rhodes catches a punch from Duke Cogburn, and hits him with a headbutt, sending the Texan spiraling into the scattered row of chairs. Nicholas Alger and Wolf, who found their way out of their respective brawls, nod to each other, and try to take the giant on together, with Alger distracting Rhodes with a kick to the knee, while Wolf goes for the Chokeslam.
Biff: He's not going to get that off...is he?
Pred: That move didn't even hurt me, but then again, I am perfect....
Wolf's eyes bulge as he attempts to lift Rhodes up from the ground, but instead, Colossus swats his arm away. DNA lines himself up for a kick to the knee, but Sylvain Mint runs up, clipping Alger's leg out from underneath, instead. Wolf throws another punch, knocking Rhodes back, but the giant returns with a knee lift, dropping Wolf to the hard surface. El Froggy Mask runs over, again stomping a former BMW member, and Sgt. Pilko lumbers over to assist when...
Biff: Aww, you gotta be kidding me!
The cavalry arrives! OLYMPIA, Hitman of the Gods, the Drinkin Boys, the Royles, and Damien King rush onto the scene! Colossus Rhodes knocks Ben Drinkin aside with a sledgehammer blow, but both Afternoon and Hitman nod to each other, and with a giant rush, knock the Immovable Object off his feet!
Biff: And the near-impossible was just accomplished...this isn't good.
OLYMPIA runs straight at El Froggy, who dashes away through the hole in the wall left by Johnston and Ness, but Mint is not nearly as lucky, and as he turns around, an earthshaking palm strike knocks the stuffing out of him!
Pred: 1.35322 Megaton Blow!!!
Biff: Isn't that the 1.21 Gigawatt Strike?
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Post by The Senator on Dec 7, 2007 20:07:04 GMT -5
Damien King and Sgt. Pilko trade blows, while the Royles find both Will Anger and Jeffery Janson knocked out on the ground, and, clearly only in the brawl for the sake of violence, viciously stomp both Corporate Club and regular roster members. Soon, to further compound matters, JOOOOOLIOOO Rivera, Ken Williams, and Jason Daniels enter the fray, and just as they rush into the room, Stan Johnston and Daniel Ness re-enter as well, through another hole in the wall. This hole, created by a Ness German Suplex, sends Johnston flying through, headfirst. Although Johnston took the brunt of the fall, he’s the first one back up to his feet, and pulls Ness up by the collar of his dress shirt, knocking him in the jaw with a right hand. Ness kicks at Johnston’s knee, but a second hard punch takes the fight out of the Corporate Ace, and Johnston drags him over in front of Biff’s table, where the Commissioner finally stands up.
Biff: Alright, enough already!
Biff’s security makes their way from behind his table, and with the aid of Tim Dwight and Tony Givens, manage to break up most of the fighting in short measure.
Johnston: Hey now, Biff, the fun was just beginnin! You thought you could play that numbers game again with me, didn’t ya? Don’t look like it ended up so great!
Biff: Hey, I do what the fans want, and the fans wanted a fight, they got one here, that’s for sure! Now let Danny Boy go there, and…
Ness: (in a weak, shaky voice) …Biff….shut your hole.
Johnston: Since I’m all magnanimous like, I’ll do just that, pardner!
Johnston heaves Ness over to Biff’s table, where he slumps down to the floor, Craig Lewis catching him at the last moment.
Biff: SO then…all you people who’ve never seen Fallout before, that’s just a little taste of what we provide! Oh, and one more thing, I think I got the perfect name for this upcoming event! In one month from now, Fallout heads for a Collision Course, with Daniel Ness here taking on Stan H. Johnston for the Fallout Openweight Title, in the longest awaited match in the industry! So be ready, call your cable operators, and tell them that you want to order Collision Course!
Fade Out
End of Show
(OOC: Yoko, this one’s for you, if you’re reading this, do know that I continue to pray for your situation. We’re all pulling for you here, and while it’s nothing compared to the big picture, Fallout certainly wouldn’t even be able to return if it wasn’t for what you did for it earlier on.
I’m hoping, if you read this, that you especially enjoy the stuff with the Monsters and Ninjas. Again, all of us here are keeping you in our thoughts.)
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Post by Thunderkiss on Dec 7, 2007 20:12:33 GMT -5
I’m hoping, if you read this, that you especially enjoy the stuff with the Monsters and Ninjas. Again, all of us here are keeping you in our thoughts.) Indeed. I hope I can do justice to your vision Yoko. I couldn't begin to tell you how I felt when Senny handed me this. Welcome back Fallout and with its return, comes another dimension to the ACW world.
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Post by xs3 on Dec 7, 2007 20:31:11 GMT -5
6:31 PM [Hitman] I have determined three things that are better than sex. 6:31 PM [Hitman] 1) Chinese Food 6:31 PM [Hitman] 2) Guitar Hero III 6:31 PM [You Got Kissed!] Lie 6:31 PM [You Got Kissed!] Lie 6:31 PM [Hitman] 3) Fallout 6:31 PM [You Got Kissed!] Lie 6:31 PM [Hitman] 6:31 PM [You Got Kissed!] Well close 6:31 PM [The Senator] lol 6:31 PM [Hitman] Awesome job, Senator
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Post by hunter on Dec 8, 2007 8:13:52 GMT -5
Oh Fallout. How we've missed thee. ^_^
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 8, 2007 18:20:06 GMT -5
Oh Fallout. How we've missed thee. ^_^ Seconded. I was going to list the points at which I marked out, but frankly we'd be here all night. A wonderful re-introduction to the world of Fallout for our newer members, and a darn good show in its own right. Awesome job, everyone.
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