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Post by The Senator on Feb 29, 2008 23:39:52 GMT -5
Dark Matches
Match #1: Gooner vs. Pat McGroin Pat def. Gooner via PK at 3:16 This was as fast as one would expect. Gary showed up at ringside, but Ivor Biggin intimidated him...and threw him into the crowd. Gooner tried his best, but after a rear waistlock attempt, slipped off into a seated position, where McGroin blasted him with his PK for the win.
Match #2: Wolf vs. Random Dave Wolf wins via Fall from Valhalla at 2:38 Even MORE of a squash than the last one! Wolf entered the ring, looking rather weary, and quite ticked off. Random Dave didn't stand a chance. Wolf clobbered him with a lariat, picked him up into a backdrop position, walking around the ring, stalling for what had to be half a minute, and then finished the Fall From Valhalla with the chokeslam for the easy win.
Match #3: Sgt. Pilko and Sylvain Mint vs. the Bingo Hall Mutants(PEWA) Pilko def. Rampage via Flapjack/DDT double team at 16:17 This match ended up throwing the rules out of the ring, and the action, as well. The two ski-masked brawlers from the PEWA tore into the Corporate Club team threw the referee out of the ring, and brought barbed wire covered chairs into the equasion. Mint immediatly retreated, while Pilko big booted the chair back into Skullface Killa's face. The action mainly consisted from there of your usual out-of the ring brawling, until a new referee called for things to return to the ring, where the CC put things to a conclusive end, Mint devistating Skullface with a low blow, and Pilko set up the Corporate Combination for the win.
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Post by The Senator on Mar 1, 2008 0:21:44 GMT -5
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Opening Bout Mystery Opponent vs. Gary
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The Texans: Duke Cogburn and "Outlaw" Jack Connor vs. The Brothers Grimm: Deacon Grimm/Daemyn Grimm(Dwight Gym)
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TV Title Julio vs. Damien King
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Daniel Ness vs. OLYMPIA
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Unsanctioned, No DQ, Falls Count Anywhere Thunderkiss(ACW) vs. XS3
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Opening Segment (Credit: Senator)
Biff Taylor is seen in his office, with a somewhat disheveled looking inidividual standing next to him, with a long, scraggly beard, and a biker helmet on his head.
Biff Taylor: It is my pleasure, my honor, dudes and dudettes, to introduce to you the new Fallout ring announcer, my ol' friend, and the nuttiest guy ever to hit the pavement...head first...Cruiser Khan! Y'all give him a nice welcome when he heads out there to announce the matches!
Cruiser Khan: What'm I doin' again?
Biff: ...I just said, you're here to announce the matches! Now smile for the camera...not with your mouth open, people ain't the type who want to see your nasty teeth!
Khan: Hey there...all you out there on that tv!
Biff: So then, we got a huge, huge match later tonight...
Khan: Eh! I know who it is! It's Thunderkiss vs. XS3 vs Unsanctioned!
Biff: ...Please tell me you're not going to be like this every week...Khan?
Khan: Yah!
Biff: You make ME look sane! And since we're not going to get any work done here...
Out of nowhere, the door bursts open, as Wolf strides through, to the protest of Christine Irvine. The Fallout Locker Room Captain is seen standing with a heavy bandage wrapped around his thoat, and dark circles under his eyes.
Wolf: You lousy bum.
Biff: Now what? I got you big exposure on a big wrestling show....
Wolf: You know what.
Biff: What? I don't know what your beef is? I helped you out, big guy!
Khan: Yah, he only wanted to help!
Wolf shoots Cruiser Khan a withering stare, before continuing.
Wolf: Look at my throat! Look at what that little demon woman did! You knew she'd do that! You knew, and you wanted me out of the picture!
Biff: Hey there, I didn't know, I thought Ginger would pair you up in a big match, and he did just that! He and I only wish for the....
Wolf: SHUT UP. Good. Biff. you better find a way to make this better, or I promise you war. And it's not like you don't already have enough to deal with, do you?
Wolf turns and slams the door on his way out, as the camera leads to the....
Fade Out
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Post by The Senator on Mar 1, 2008 0:22:57 GMT -5
Nobody Likes You When You’re Dead (Credit: Flamingo)
A stroll through the FallOut arena hallways may seem like a casual, mellow experience for most, but for Eddie Torgo it was a matter of life and death. Dressed in tattered black jeans and a ripped white shirt, Eddie’s black combat boots touched the linoleum floor as gently and delicately as he could make them. Every sound he heard caused him to freeze immediately and take a defensive stance until he could adequately determine that there wasn’t a threat. With the quickness of a cheetah, Eddie pressed up against the cement wall of the hallway and slowly turned the corner into the men’s room.
Now, for most men, the bathroom was a pretty in and out kinda deal. You went in to do your business, you finished up, and then you left. Well, before Eddie could feel comfortable, he would have to check every square inch of the bathroom. This involved kicking open stall doors which occasionally caused awkward conversations and stares – but hey, you never know where danger will lurk next. With the coast clear, Eddie took his temporary safety for advantage and ran cold water on his hands in the sink. As he slowly looked up to check the condition of his messy, shaggy pink hair, he came eye to eye with the threat once more – Jeremy.
Eddie squealed and leapt away from the mirror as Jeremy smiled back at him so that his fangs showed over his lips.
Jeremy: Oh, Eddie, I never get tired of doing that.
Eddie: Well that makes one of us…
Eddie headed back for the sink, trying not to look up at his former best friend. It should be noted that Eddie had seen Jeremy in a similar fashion for years now. Sometimes he’d appear in a puddle on a rainy day, the rear view mirror in Eddie’s car, but he usually preferred to just materialize in the room with Eddie instead of being bound to a reflective surface. Yes, Eddie had grown used to Jeremy’s visits, but he doubted he’d ever get used to seeing his best friend with fangs and a large gaping wound in his chest that Eddie was responsible for.
Jeremy: You know they think you’re crazy, right?
Eddie: They do not.
Jeremy: Of course they do. Every time someone sees you, you’re doing one of your monster checks or screaming like a madman. Heck, Eddie, the last time your boss Biff saw you, you were running out of the locker room with half of your clothes on crying.
Eddie: That was caused by you putting a kraken in my water bottle. What would you do if a tentacle just popped out of your drink right before you were going to take a sip?
Jeremy: Well Eddie, since you rammed a piece of drywall into my chest, I haven’t had many opportunities to drink anything.
Eddie turned the water off and grabbed a paper towel.
Eddie: Look, Jeremy, I’ve apologized for that a dozen times. The old lady told me that if I staked you that your soul would be free to pass on. How was I to know that I had to kill the head vampire to do that?
Jeremy: Oh yes, and until you DO kill the head vampire, I have to spend all eternity palling around you. Lucky me, right? Every day I get to watch you practically wet yourself in fear and then watch you wrestle. Oh Eddie, you do know just how much I LOATHE professional wrestling, right?
Eddie tossed the paper towel into a waste basket and looked up at Jeremy with a smirk on his face.
Eddie: How could I forget?
Jeremy: Yes, the only redeemable part is watching you fail like you did last week. That was loads of fun!
Eddie: Hey, the only reason I didn’t win was that you were distracting me in the audience. I’m not sure how easy it is for you to concentrate when the turnbuckle sprouts an eyeball and winks at you, or when the referee’s chest opens up and his intestines practically spill out on your face when he’s making a pinfall count, but for me it’s pretty damn hard!
Jeremy huffed as he crossed his arms in frustration.
Jeremy: I don’t see why you just don’t give up this wrestling nonsense, hop a flight to Europe and kill the bitch that turned me into a vampire. You could’ve done that months ago.
Eddie: I’ve told you a dozen times, I don’t have the money to do that yet. Besides, if I’m physically prepared to face her, then I’ll just end up being turned into a bloodsucker like you were. She won’t be as easy to stake as you were Jeremy.
Jeremy: Easy as me? I was asleep you asshole! You didn’t give me an opportunity to defend myself! If it would’ve been a fair fight then we would’ve seen who REALLY would’ve been the dead man.
Eddie smiled at his grotesque former buddy.
Eddie: Well, you were a vampire, so technically you were already dead.
Jeremy: Ha ha, funny man. Speaking of funny, I have a friend that wants to meet you.
Suddenly Jeremy disappeared from the mirror. Eddie curiously learned forward to inspect what he had been talking about, but a tentacle ripped through the mirror and wrapped itself around Eddie’s neck. It slowly lifted Eddie up to the ceiling, choking the life out of him as he wildly punched and kicked at it in order to break himself free. Suddenly however, Eddie was standing in the bathroom with nothing but pieces of the broken mirror around him. His hand ached and drops of his own blood dotted the floor. Eddie looked down at a piece of the mirror to see Jeremy looking back and laughing.
Jeremy: Got ya!
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Post by The Senator on Mar 1, 2008 0:23:59 GMT -5
Match: Mystery Opponent vs. Gary (credit: Jonny Hughes)
The Fallout fans at ringside are stood by in wait for the opening contest for this evening, a match which has an element of intrigue involved given that one of competitors’ identities is not yet known. The fans rise to their feet when they notice Fallout announcer Iris Yoon make her way into the ring to announce the match.
Cruiser Khan:The following match is first…Introducing first…Gary!
’Loser’ by Beck plays over the Fallout sound system to a chorus of cheers from the crowd, Gary nervously makes his way to the ring whilst acknowledging the fans at ringside for their support, he climbs his way into the ring and stands in his corner nervously awaiting the start of the contest.
Khan: And his opponent…
Iris looks around not knowing what to say or who to announce so she just stands and waits for the mystery opponent to reveal themselves. Suddenly the lights dim and the Fallout sound system starts playing ‘Dream Shatterer’ by Big Pun and a dark figure steps out from the curtain, the fans get to their feet as they start to recognise the figure and begin to cheer as the lights reveal the identity of the mystery competitor to be the former Fallout Television Champion Marcus Curtis.
Khan: Who in the blazin' hell is this?
Curtis stands on the stage and takes a moment to soak in the atmosphere before making his way down to the ring, he quickly climbs onto the ring apron and makes his way into the ring, he chose not to climb onto the turnbuckle and acknowledge the fans and instead walks straight towards Khan and grabs the microphone straight out of his hands.
Curtis: Thank you for your applause but I’m afraid it’s a case of too little, too late.
The audience all look at each other in confusion, but before they can even string together a fully formed thought they are interrupted.
Curtis: Let me tell you all a story. This story begins, as most do, with a dream. The dream of a young boy, a young boy who had a passion for wrestling. You see this young boy dreamt of competing and no matter what those around him said he could not be deterred and as this young boy grew, so did his dream and eventually the dream revolved around this young boy and an ACW contract.
Curtis takes a moment to compose himself before continuing with his story.
Curtis: And as this little boy got closer to his dream he found himself wanting it all the more. In case you haven’t figured it out yet, the little boy in the story is yours truly. Cast your minds back to June 23rd 2007, Marcus Curtis was scheduled to face Jack Jefferson in what was going to be his final match for Fallout before he lived his dream of an ACW career. But you see, this dream was shattered when I tore my Anterior Cruciate Ligament and I was put on the sidelines for months and to make matters worse my contract with ACW was thrown out.
The crowd boo this news, believing it to be in very poor taste on the part of ACW.
Curtis: That is the kind of support I could have done with when I was sat at home, but what did I get? NOTHING! No letters, no e-mails, no comments on my regular myspace blog, nothing!
The crowd boo once more although this time the displeasure is aimed at Marcus Curtis, who looks angered by their reaction.
Curtis: I can’t believe that you all have the gall and wherewithal to boo me. For months I was a performing monkey for you, I put my life and limb on the line each time I came down to this ring and I did it all to entertain you. But it seems that once I was out of sight I was also out of mind, this injury could have ended my career and yet I was met with no good wishes from you fickle and shallow idiots.
This comment sends the fans into a rage, most of whom are on their feet yelling profanities at Marcus Curtis. Fan favourite Gary takes offence to this comment and charges up to Curtis, snatching the microphone in the process.
Gary: Y-you can’t say that about these people. T-These people are the life and soul of Fallout. I-
Curtis snatches the mic from Gary.
Curtis: You see Gary that’s just the problem, and when you realise this you’ll be free. And don’t EVER take my microphone from me unless you want your dreams shattered just like this small time, low budget, piece of crap company shattered my dreams.
Gary takes great offence to this remark and shoves Curtis, whose is hit by a mixture of shock and disbelief, he laughs to himself and raises the mic to his lips.
Curtis: I’m going to let you off Gary for your sake, not mine. Now…in case you’re all wondering why I’m here if I hate Fallout so much I’ll let you know. Two months ago I made my return to wrestling, it was at a small time deal and I enjoyed it and it was at this show that I was met by the new owners of Fallout. You see, they were there to check on me because they wanted to offer me a contract for the return of Fallout. Suddenly I found myself with an unmissable opportunity, I was always planning to get my revenge on Fallout but to do it from the inside whilst taking money out of the pockets of not only the new owners but also out of all of your pay packets.
The fans and Gary are annoyed by this comment and some start throwing empty cans towards the ring, although none of them reach it the sentiment is still there. Gary gets up in the face of Curtis and pushes him once more.
Curtis: I’m going to prove to not to Fallout management, all of you and even you Gary that resigning me is the biggest mistake they’ll ever make.
And with that comment Curtis smashes Gary in the face with the butt of the microphone, sending him flying back down to the mat. The referee calls for the bell to start the match and Iris Yoon hurriedly makes her way out the ring for fear of personal injury. Curtis tosses the microphone out of the ring before jumping on Gary and firing off some closed fist shots to the face. The referee spots the rule infringement and issues a five count to Curtis who stops his assault just short of the five. Once the official has finished reminding Curtis of the rules he pounces on Gary once more, firing off some closed fist rights that draw blood from Gary, Curtis quickly picks Gary up to his feet and delivers a hard headbutt to Gary who stumbles weakly towards the ropes. Curtis gets straight back on Gary and delivers a few knife edged chops that echo around the arena. Curtis takes notice of the crowd in front of him and starts jawing off at them.
Curtis: Don’t you like that? Isn’t this what you pay to see?
Curtis smirks and starts hitting a combination of stiff chops, forearms and elbows on Gary as he is resting against the ropes, Curtis then drags Gary out of the ropes and hits a quick backbreaker, he then proceeds to stretch Gary over his knee whilst giving the finger to the fans immediately opposite him. He realises that Gary is not going to submit and drags him up to his feet and grabs him with a German Suplex hold, Gary starts to fight back, delivering a flurry of weak elbows to the head of Curtis who easily shrugs them off and spins Gary around to face him before slapping him hard in the face and hitting him with a Snap Belly to Belly Suplex from which Gary lands hard on his neck before rolling up onto his feet and slumping into the nearby corner. Curtis heads straight for the opposite corner before charging towards Gary, hitting him square in the face with a super stiff Running Yakuza Kick that almost knocks Gary out of the ring but instead has him hanging by his feet from the top rope with his head a mere inch or two above the ring apron. Curtis drags Gary up onto the top rope and quickly executes a top rope Butterfly Suplex.
Gary squirms in the centre of the ring as Marcus Curtis patiently waits for him to get to a vertical base, he works his way up to one knee and starts to get his bearings when he spots the bottom of Curtis’ boot flying towards his face at great speed, Gary is powerless to avoid the heavy contact and crumbles to the floor as the fans at ringside all voice their concern for him after such a horrific move, which replays have shown was rebound Shining Yakuza Kick that Curtis hit after charging off the ropes in front of Gary and hitting a stiff Shining Yakuza Kick. The referee tries check on the status of Gary but his path is blocked by Marcus Curtis who has pounced on the motionless Gary for an academic pinfall attempt.
ONE…
TWO…
THR-
The fans cheer at what they believe to be a kickout by Gary but it soon comes out that it was not Gary that broke the pinfall it was Marcus Curtis who has decided that he is not yet done with Gary, he drags Gary to his feet and hits a stiff and quickly executed Small Package Driver that draws gasps from assembled crowd. Curtis covers Gary after this move for what is now a very academic three count.
ONE..
TWO..
THREE..
Khan: By unanimous opinion, Curtis Marcus wins...wha? Marcus Curtis!
Marcus Curtis pulls himself away from the lifeless body of Gary as the match official checks on the status of his opponent. Curtis makes his way out of the ring without any fanfare or bally-hoo as the scene fades on the fallen body of Gary in the centre of the ring.
Fade
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Post by The Senator on Mar 1, 2008 0:25:09 GMT -5
Segment: Revenge (Credit: Hitman)
We cut to the back and we see The Royles walking down the halls, proudly showcasing their tag titles.
Ivor: "Oy, I tell ya, Pat. Being a tag champion rocks."
Pat: "You said it, Ivor. We've beaten the best these guys have had to offer us and us attacking those dumbasses last show proved why we are the #1 Fallout tag team."
Ivor: "Christ, ya didn't have to give me a speech there. But you are right, that was pretty fun what we did to those big-headed blokes…"
Just then, The Royles stop in their tracks and notice something very peculiar… There is a box set up with a football in it. A string can be seen tied to a ruler holding up the box. Pat looks over and sees the string leading into a garbage can. He drops his title and goes over to the garbage can.
Pat: "Nice try, dipshits. You're not fooling anyone."
Much to Pat's surprise, however, Edgemaster pops up out of the can, holding the string. Ben and Afternoon Drinkin suddenly appear from a doorway and look on as The Royles stand, dumbfounded. From behind, Ken Williams and Jason Daniels ambush The Royles and begin viciously attacking them with fists and boots. Edgemaster hops out of the garbage can, which is then picked up by Jason and slammed over Ivor's head, denting it on impact. Ken then kicks the box aside and moves the football around with his foot. He backs up and kicks it right into Pat's face with force, knocking him out on the spot. Ken and Jason then pick up the tag titles and hold them in front of the lifeless Royles.
Ken: "YOU SEE WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU PISS US OFF, BUNGHOLE?! Heh-heh-heh. NEXT TIME, PULL YOUR HEAD OUT OF YOUR OWN ASS WHEN YOU LOOK AT US! Heh-heh-heh. FIRE! FIRE! FIRE!"
Jason: "Uhhh-huh-huh-huh. Settle down, Ken. Huh-huh-huh. Those Royles got their asses kicked."
Ken and Jason then drop the titles over the bodies of the Royles before walking off, content. Edgemaster then goes over to the Drinkin Boyz.
Edgemaster: "There, you just learned something about stealth."
Ben: "That was actually pretty cool."
Afternoon: "I liked the part when they got their asses kicked."
Edgemaster: "Okay, let's move on. We've got a lot more ground to cover if you two want your mojo back."
Fade.
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Post by The Senator on Mar 1, 2008 0:25:52 GMT -5
Segment: Hitting up Damien Bay. #1 (Credit: Jonny Spade) Wednesday February 28th 2008 11:30am
There is a crisp cool feel in the air as the self proclaimed “King of Sudan” walks along the streets bundled up in a warm jacket and ear muffs while cursing under his breath with his arms folded across his chest.
Damien: Damn it. I can’t believe Fallout couldn’t spring a few extra bucks on me to get me a limo. Don’t they know who I am? I AM DA---
?? : OH MY GOSH! IT’S DAMIEN KING!
Damien stops and looks up from where he was walking and sees a man standing in front of him.
??: I’M A HUGE FAN OF YOURS!
Damien: Really? What would you name be?
??: Oh my name? It is James.
Damien: So James you’re a fan of wrestling?
James: Oh nah, I hate wrestling. But I love watching you every other Saturday on your late night s---
Damien: Woah there. Haha. I don’t think the people need to know about all that stuff about me in my spare time. But….thanks for being a fan.
Damien writes up an autograph for James and then goes on his way. But then stops suddenly…
Damien: HAY JAMES!
James who is still smiling from meeting him and getting his autograph turns around.
James: Yea?
Damien: Which way to City Hall?
James: Oh its down that way.
James points to the big building down the end of the street that says “CITY HALL” and Damien smacks his forehead.
Damien: Of course, thanks buddy.
Damien and his camera man buddy continue to walk down the street and then come up to a restaurant.
Damien: Hmm…you hungry?
Camera man: I’m starving.
They then walk into the restaurant as the camera man cuts the feed.
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Post by The Senator on Mar 1, 2008 0:26:43 GMT -5
Match: The Texans vs. The Brothers Grimm (Credit: Senator)
R.J. Fisher: As we return here, we see two teams assembled in the rings with very different styles! The Texans, Duke Cogburn and “Outlaw” Jack Connor are two of the toughest, oldest, grumpiest brawlers on Fallout, while the Brothers Grimm, Deacon and Daemyn Grimm are two young prodigies from the Dwight Gym with a fast paced style that will be sure to excite!
Dean Bardo: Ok, Fisher, not bad. You actually are talking like you’ve watched a few matches before.
The bell rings, as the action gets underway, and Jack Connor squares off with Daemyn Grimm. The two go into a collar and elbow tie-up, and Connor powers Grimm into the ropes, backing off just long enough to whiff on a chop. Daemyn ducks under, and throws a dropkick…only for Connor to laugh, as the Grimm brother bounces off him. Daemyn, not so amused, gets back up to his feet, throwing several kicks at his opponent’s heavily braced knee. Connor stumbles back into the ropes, and Daemyn grabs him by the arm, attempting a whip into the opposite side of the ring. Connor, though, is able to reverse the move, sending his opponent into the ropes, and meeting him on the return with a back body drop.
Bardo: An ill-advised move by Grimm, Connor is too strong, too fresh, and too experienced to let that happen.
Jack Connor picks Daemyn up, dragging him over in a front facelock to tag in Duke Cogburn. Duke makes a lasting impact with an overhead elbow as he steps through the ropes, clobbering the Grimm brother in the skull. Daemyn staggers back, and amazingly, catches Cogburn with a jump spin kick to the midsection as he advances. Daemyn rushes over and tags in Deacon Grimm, and the two immediatly seek out a double team. Daemyn throws another quick kick to Cogburn's midsection, allowing Deacon to run over, and hit an overhead neckbreaker on the doubled over Texan. Deacon covers for a quick pin...
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...Duke Cogburn, though is too tough to lose that easy, and too stubborn to stay down for even a two count. Duke starts to stand up, but this time, the Brothers Grimm connect with a sandwich buzzsaw kick, and then, a double low angle dropkick, flattening the ring veteran. Before they can do anything else, or the referee can clear Daemyn out of the ring....
Fisher: What's this, it's Sgt. Pilko and Sylvain "Pay Day" Mint!
The two Corporate Club members rush down the entrance ramp, steel chairs in hand, and each of them pick a target to clobber, with Cogburn and Daemyn Grimm being the recipiants. The referee, Jessie Reynolds, immediatly calls for the bell.
Cruiser Khan: Ummm, yeah, there ain't no match, since...what? Yea, since the guys got hit with chairs.
Pilko lariats Deacon Grimm out of the ring, while Mint hits Connor over the head with the chair, sending him crashing outside of the ring. Mint then sets up the chair in the ring, as Pilko and he hover over Cogburn.
Fisher: Someone get out here, this is terrible!
Predator: Nah, I like it!
Bardo: About time you spoke up tonight...
Pilko hits Cogburn over the head with his chair, before throwing it down, and this time, lifts the veteran to his feet, setting up for the flapjack/DDT combination that has won a number of dark matches for him and Mint...but it's not to be, as Sunrise hits the PA system to an atomic reaction from the Fallout Fanatics!
Pred: Aww, crap.
Weilding the Fallout Openweight Title as a weapon, Stan H. Johnston runs down to the ring as fast as he can, and clears out the Corporate Club, attending to Duke Cogburn, and checking on Jack Connor as the show fades.
Fade Out
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Post by The Senator on Mar 1, 2008 0:29:05 GMT -5
Segment: Hitting up Damien Bay #2 (Credit: Jonny Spade) Wednesday February 28th 2008 2:00pm
After completing his lunch, Damien walks out of that restaurant and begins to walk again outside in the frigid cold.
Damien: Brrr….its cold out here.
He stops and asks a passer byer.
Damien: Say, do you know what the temperature is out here today?
Random person: Its -10oC out here today. Say what is the camera for?
Damien: Its for…uh….a documentary that I am making.
Random: What for?
Damien: You’ll know when it comes out.
Damien then begins to walk away.
Damien: Wow I forgot how nosey the people here are…and DAMN why does it have to be this cold? It never had gotten this cold before.
He continues to walk down the street getting the odd stare by people. He then walks into the City Hall building and walks up to a women who is behind a desk.
Damien: Excuse me miss… which way to the mayor’s office?
Women: Down the hall, last door on the left.
Damien gives a nod and begins to walk down the hallway some more and then walks through the door pointed out earlier, to only come across a smaller room where there is a beautiful brunette secretary sitting behind the desk. He walks up to her desk and looks down on the desk and notices her name block which says “Stephanie Burke” he then looks up to her and begins to speak.
Damien: Excuse me Miss Burke, my name is Damien King. I made an appointment with Miss Peterson, for noon.
Stephanie smiles and then picks up her phone to get in contact with her boss. After a few moments, she puts down the phone and looks back up to Damien.
Stephanie: She’s been expecting you Mr. King. You may go in.
He gives her, her thanks and then walks into her office and gets sees a older women sitting behind a large desk. She looks up and smiles and stands up to greet him.
Peterson: Mr. King, welcome. Please take a seat.
Damien: Thank you for having me here.
Peterson: So what can I do for you Damien?
Damien: Please…call me Mr. King. Anywho, I came to see how people reacted to the news of Thunder Bay being changed to Damien Bay.
Peterson: Well Mr. King, I didn’t think you were completely serious about wanting that done. I agreed to letting you do it for your show but the city’s name is still Thunder Bay.
Damien: Wha…Why wouldn’t you think I was serious? This was a big opportunity for Thunder Bay to get noticed by the world. To put it on a map. To make it a common house hold name with everyone. To –
Peterson: Ever think that MAYBE WE DON’T WANT THAT? Thunder Bay is succeeding just fine without your influence on this city…
She then stands up.
Mr. King…or should I say…Damien…I would like it if you left right about now…
Damien stands up and adjusts his jacket that he was wearing.
Damien: Fine. But just so you know, I will still be refering to this city as Damien Bay. Just because I can. Do try to have a good day.
Damien then turns and leaves the office as the scene ends.
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Post by The Senator on Mar 1, 2008 0:30:33 GMT -5
Match #3 Fallout TV Championship Julio Rivera vs. Damien King (Credit: Michael)
“Don’t You Wish You Were Me” by Fozzy hits as Fallout action commences once more. Damien King, signature crown resting comfortably atop his head, steps out into view.
Cruiser Khan: Alright, this match is a TV Title deal, and the first guy, the challenger, he's the King of the Congo...oops, the Sudan, yeah, the Sudan, and he's Damien King!
King waves to a few fans, but is sure to fend off those who invade his ever-so-precious personal space.
Dean Bardo: So good to have you back with us on Friday Night Fallout. What is sure to be another exhilarating match is coming your way in just a few moments as Damien King challenges Julio Rivera for the Fallout TV title.
R.J. Fisher: And you have to believe King is gonna be coming out of the gates like a man possessed. He lost his opportunity to capture the TV belt at Fallout Reboot, but it wasn’t his shoulders that were pinned to the mat by Julio Rivera. You better believe King feels he was cheated out of the championship, and believe you me when I say that King is not a man to waste too many opportunities.[/color]
King enters the ring and climbs onto the turnbuckle, triumphantly thrusting his crown into the air as the fans continue to heckle him.
Generic samba music cues the arrival of none other than Julio Rivera.
Cruiser Khan: And the other guy, from Mexico...he's the TV Champ, umm, Julio River-era...yeah, that's his name, I think...
R.J. Fisher: Two weeks ago, much to Rivera’s certain dismay, his last title defense against Eddie Torgo had the proverbial wrench thrown into it when “Dangerous” Nicholas Alger barged in.[/color]
Bardo: What made the interference worse was that victory seemed to be within arm’s reach for Rivera as he had just hit his fearsome Samba Suplex. That can’t have sat well with him. I expect to see a Rivera that is that much fiercer tonight.
Fisher: But at the same time, you can’t forget the ever-looming fear of another unwelcome interruption by Nicholas Alger, something that would make even the toughest cat pale.[/color]
Bardo: Also true. Hopefully Rivera will be able to keep his focus on the man in the ring with him, a task already daunting enough.
Rivera marches into the ring and mounts the turnbuckle, taunting to a crowd that appreciates his efforts even less than those of King.
Fisher:So give us a forecast of what we can expect to see in this match, Dean.[/color]
Bardo: King will want to establish his power game early. His brute strength is something Rivera just can’t match. On the other hand, Rivera’s slight speed advantage can allow him to wear King down, negating his ability to hold onto Rivera and throw him around.
Rivera dismounts and prepares to hand the title off to Jessie Reynolds, but King starts the match prematurely and blindsights Julio from behind!
DING, DING, DING!
Fisher: King’s been waiting almost a full month to have another stab at that belt. I guess it was unrealistic to expect him to wait for long![/color]
King clubs Julio across the back with a few more forearms to chase him into the ropes. King tries to whip Julio to the ropes, but Julio counters and tries to send King to the ropes. However, King continues to holding Julio’s wrist and pulls him back inward, straight into a toe kick. King then quickly sends Julio staggering with a European uppercut. King tries to capitalize with a side kick, but Julio catches his foot and throws it to the side, causing King to spin around. When King faces Julio again, Julio decks him with a stiff right! Julio then whips King into the ropes. When King bounces off, Julio flings him into the air with a monkey flip! Julio raises King to his feet and kicks him in the gut. Julio runs to the ropes and bounces off to take King down once more with a swinging neckbreaker! Julio covers.
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Post by The Senator on Mar 1, 2008 0:31:01 GMT -5
.............KICKOUT
Bardo: We’re seeing a good strategy from Julio here, keeping the action fast-paced, never letting King get in a maneuver edgewise.
When Julio lifts King to his feet once more, he strikes with a quick forearm into the side of Julio’s head. Feeling this has stunned Julio, King runs to the ropes, but he bounces off straight into a spinning wheel kick from Julio! King rolls out of the ring and onto the apron to try and catch his breath. When he finally does get to his feet, Julio pursues and sets him up for a suplex back into the ring, but when Julio lifts King up, King twists around in midair and lands on his feet behind Julio. King quickly locks arms around Julio’s waist, but Julio immediately spins to the side to break King’s grip and get behind King. Julio raises King into the air for a belly to back suplex, but King flips backward and lands on his feet. Before Julio can turn around, King has wrapped arms around his waist again. This time, Julio responds with a back elbow into King’s face!
Bardo: And folks, we are seeing a technical duel right now. Each move from one fighter is immediately matched by one just as effective from the other fighter.
Fisher: It’s guaranteed to give you heart palpitations! You can’t get those anywhere else![/color]
King is sent stumbling into the corner. Julio pursues with a stiff chop to the chest, following that up with an elbow to the face. Julio whips King to the opposite corner and charges in after him. Julio extends one foot and places it on King’s chest. Julio then pushes off with that foot and executes a complete backflip. As King stumbles out of the corner, Julio runs toward him with a lariat, but King ducks. When Julio turns to face him again, King tries for a yakuza kick, but Julio ducks that as well. King spins around and into a chop from Julio! Julio backs King into the corner again with some elbows, then works the midsection with some knee lifts. Julio whips King into the ropes. When King bounces off, Julio greets him with a dropkick! Julio covers.
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.....KICKOUT
Julio whips King into the corner and charges after him. But before King collides with the turnbuckle, he hops onto the second rope and leaps backward, allowing Julio to run under him and into the turnbuckle. King lands on his feet behind Julio. King tries to take Julio over in a German suplex, but Julio stays firmly rooted on the ground. Instead, King locks in a full nelson and throws Julio down in a release dragon suplex!
Fisher: And that’s precisely the explosive move that King needed to turn the tide in his favor! It’s been predominantly Rivera up until now, let’s see if King can scrounge up some offense.[/color]
When Julio gets to all fours, King runs to the ropes and bounces off to hit a dropkick to the side of Julio’s head! King then proceeds to plant more stomps down on Julio. King raises Julio to his feet and decks him with a European uppercut that sends Julio staggering into the corner. King clubs Julio across the chest with a forearm, follows that up with a chop, then a back elbow into the side of Julio’s head. King then turns to face away from Julio, only to plant a kangaroo kick straight into his chest! King raises Julio to his feet again and whips him to the opposite corner. King charges after Julio, only to get a boot to the face for his trouble. Julio takes King into a front facelock to set up for a DDT, but before he can fall backward, King takes Julio up into the air and hits an atomic drop. King then sidesteps around Julio to end up behind him and plants him to the mat with a belly to back suplex! King exits the ring and stands on the apron. When Julio gets to his feet again, King springboards off the top rope and catches Julio’s head in a bulldog! King then mounts the top rope and flips backward to land on Julio with a moonsault for the cover!
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.......KICKOUT
King raises Julio up to his knees, only to club him across the head with a forearm. King then lifts Julio up once more, but this time, Julio fights back with some punches to the gut. However, Julio is quickly neutralized by a knee lift from King. King then slams a winded Julio to the mat with a gordbuster. King pins.
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King pulls Julio up and kicks him in the gut, but Julio comes back with a right hand to the kisser. Julio then tries for a toe kick of his own, but King catches his foot. King then shoves Julio back so that he goes crashing back down to the mat! King runs to the ropes and bounces off to leap high into the air and land an elbow drop into Julio’s sternum! King immediately springs back up to his feet and deposits another elbow drop into Julio. King covers.
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King drags Julio across the ring so that his neck is draped over the ring apron with his head sticking out of the ring. King then exits the ring and clubs Julio across the neck. King then takes Julio’s face and rams it into the apron!
Fisher: King getting down to the nitty gritty, and I don’t think the fans are appreciating it one bit![/color]
King continues his assault by dropping an axe kick across Julio’s head! Julio’s limp body falls down to the outside. King pulls Julio up and tries to whip him into the barricade, but Julio counters and sends King into the barricade! Julio raises King to his feet and slugs him in the mouth for good measure before throwing him back into the ring. Julio pursues, but as he’s sliding back into the ring, King has gotten to his feet and plants a stomp across his back.
Bardo: You have to admit this is fantastic strategy from King here, always keeping on the attack.
King pulls Julio up, only to drive him back down to the mat with a belly to belly side suplex! King then rolls Julio over onto his stomach and twists both his arms into a prone double arm lock!
Bardo: Masterful submission from King here, neutralizing Julio’s ability to reach for the ropes. It’ll be interesting to see how he’ll fight out of this one.
Julio uses his feet to shuffle toward the ropes, then reaches out with his leg and manages to drape it over the bottom rope to escape the submission. King lifts Julio to his feet and decks him with an elbow strike. Julio staggers back and leans against the ropes. King moves in to continue his assault, but Julio fights back with a right. With King stunned, Julio whips King to the opposite ropes. When King bounces off, Julio hops into the air and grabs King’s head between his legs for a hurricarana, but before he can be flipped over, King slams Julio down to the mat with a powerbomb! King covers.
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....KICKOUT!
King raises Julio to his feet and gets behind him to apply a crossface chickenwing! But despite King’s best efforts to sap him of his strength, Julio manages to labor over and grab hold of the top rope. King, however, refuses to let go.
Fisher: Perhaps a sense of desperation in King now, as he’s refusing to follow referee orders.[/color]
King doesn’t want to squander a title shot, though, and is sure to release before the five count. With Julio still gasping for breath, it is relatively easy for King to drive him to the mat with a neckbreaker! King pulls Julio up and sets up for a northern lights suplex, but Julio plants his feet firmly to the ground, preventing King from being able to lift him up. Instead, Julio, with his arm still wrapped around King’s head, drops down to his knees to apply a front facelock hold to King! King, however, fights out with a few clubbing blows across Julio’s back. But this doesn’t deter Julio for long, as he hops right back out onto the offensive and drives King’s head down to the mat with a DDT! Julio then claws his way to the top rope, soaring off with a Rivera Roll, but King moves out of the way!
Fisher: And King had that one perfectly scouted! Will this be the opening he needs to turn the tides in his favor?[/color]
King lifts Julio to his feet and whips him to the ropes. However, Julio wraps his arms around the top rope to prevent himself from bouncing back. King charges toward Julio, but Julio throws his legs up to catch King’s head, then takes him down to the outside with a hurricarana! Now both men on the outside, Julio tries to whip King into the apron, but King counters and whips Julio toward the apron. But Julio hops up and lands on his feet on the apron. King charges toward him, but Julio fends him off with a back heel kick. Now with King stunned, Julio flips backward with a moonsault, but King steps out of the way! Luckily for Julio, though, he tucks his legs in and lands on his feet. Julio tries to catch King off guard with a clothesline, but King ducks. King hops onto the apron himself, then slingshots back into the ring, only to fly to the outside once more and come crashing down on Julio with a plancha! King lifts Julio to his feet and rolls him back into the ring. King enters the ring himself and hoists Julio up for his Running Lyger Bomb, but Julio counters it into a hurricarana! But instead of allowing himself to be rolled up into a rana pin, King continues to roll backward so that he gets Julio trapped in a sunset flip pin!
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Post by The Senator on Mar 1, 2008 0:35:24 GMT -5
...................THR-KICKOUT!
Both men bound to their feet at around the same time. King runs at Julio with a clothesline, but Julio ducks. King continues running toward the ropes and hops onto the top rope. Before he can turn that into any king of offense, though, Julio snipes him off the top rope with a dropkick, sending King tumbling back into the ring!
Fisher: WHATAMOVE! Perfect timing from Julio![/color]
Julio takes a few moments to collect his scattered breath as King labors back up to his feet. While King is still shaking out the cobwebs, Julio wraps an arm around his neck, then flings him over with a Samba Suplex!
Just before the Irresistable Force can go for the pin, a familiar figure charges out of the audience area, sliding into the ring, and applying a rear naked choke on the TV Champion.
Fisher: Not Alger again![/color]
Dangerous Nicholas Alger keeps the hold locked on, and the referee has no choice but to call for the bell.
Khan: Uh, yeah, you called? Wha? Yeah, I'll say that...um, this match is going to Damien King, and he's the new...er...he's the winner but not the champ, is that right? Ok, your winner, and not TV Champ, Damien King!
Alger does not let go of the choke, even with Jessie Mortimer tugging away with all his might, and instead, elbows the referee away.
Bardo: Security would be nice...
But security does not arrive to the ring in as timely a fashion as one would hope. Damien King takes a look back to the ring, perhaps considering a save...but instead, just turns away, and allows Alger to do more damage. Finally, Fallout security do make their way past King, as he exits the Gymnasium, rushing to the ring, and pulling Alger off.
Even there, it's not over. DNA, with a primordeal scream, throws off the security guards, high kicking one of them into oblivion, before stomping on Julio, and it takes a renewed effort from seven men to reasonably control the crazed shoot fighter. Alger merely points to Rivera as he is forcibly dragged off, and as the medics hurry to the ring.
Fade Out
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Post by The Senator on Mar 1, 2008 0:36:29 GMT -5
Segment: Finally Uncovering the Secret Mystery Messages. (Credit: … *shrugs*) The fans of Fallout are waiting for something to go on next. And to their pleasure the lights begin to dim and the fallout screen begins to static and they know to expect something great. As the static begins continues they hear that same monotone robotic voice from two weeks ago.Voice: Hello everybody. Were you able to figure out the clues that were given the last two shows? Here are the ones from the last show again for your viewing pleasure.1.http://img511.imageshack.us/img511/958/gumnz9.jpg 2.http://img179.imageshack.us/img179/2291/oranges011cc2.jpg 3.http://img170.imageshack.us/img170/9382/nectarinedg8.jpg 4.http://img170.imageshack.us/img170/1695/nachosyk1.jpg 5.http://www.theswissbakery.com/images%2Fproducts%2Fyogurt%2F204003-Emmi-Yogurt-Raspberry.jpg 6.http://img511.imageshack.us/img511/5558/spagehettiio3.jpg 7.http://i.pbase.com/u39/dannysmythe/large/26435878.Pineapple2.jpg 8.http://www.waterfootprint.org/images/gallery/original/apple.jpg 9.http://img170.imageshack.us/img170/4666/donutsrw3.jpg 10.http://www.tjphotography.co.uk/gallery/Food%20And%20Drink/slides/Eggs.jpg and then there was…11.http://www.dkimages.com/discover/previews/1017/50283316.JPG 12.http://img170.imageshack.us/img170/623/onionsod7.jpg 13.http://www.freedigitalphotos.net/image/s_orangejuice.jpg 14.http://www.esu.edu/~milewski/intro_biol_two/lab_4_seeds_fruits/images/eggplant.jpg 15.http://img170.imageshack.us/img170/8093/yamsmo8.jpg 16.http://img511.imageshack.us/img511/788/granolayl7.jpg 17.http://www.salmonellablog.com/almonds.jpg 18.http://www.dkimages.com/discover/previews/756/196819.JPG 19.http://collectingtokens.files.wordpress.com/2007/08/tomato_pd.jpg 20.http://img100.imageshack.us/img100/6587/hamtd1.jpg And the results of those pictures…The fans begin to cheer loudly as they see some names appear on screen. Fans begin to pop as the results are shown.And for those that have trouble reading, here are the pictures from the first set of clues… The fans begin to pop even more as its obvious clear who it is. As the static clears and the voice fades off Gooey and Jonny stand in front of a camera and just stand there as the pops begin to die off.Jonny: That’s right we are here…on FALLOUT! Fans pop some more.Gooey: And next week, we are going to be taking on Fallout’s first tag team champions… the Lost Boys… That’s all we say? We hyped up this thing for the past 2 shows and we get like three lines? Off camera: You can get more TV time next weekJonny: We better. The both of them walk off camera as the scene ends.OCC: Credit goes to Jonny Spade
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Post by The Senator on Mar 1, 2008 0:37:55 GMT -5
------------------------------------------------------------------------------ THIS SPOT RESERVED FOR MATCH #4...or for the Fallen Heroes Battle Royale, whichever comes first ------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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Post by The Senator on Mar 1, 2008 0:38:33 GMT -5
Segment: The Candyman Cometh Credit: Jin A new wrestler is strolling down the halls outside Dwight's gym. He has a towel in his hands and is wearing black tights with a black mask. He flexes as he walks down the corridor, growling out loud. Suddenly there is a small bump behind some boxes. The new wrestler climbs over and starts searching out of view. The sounds stop for a few seconds then he is thrown back through by Candyman, holding a mallet.
Wrestler: WHAT THE HELL!? I"M OUT!
The wrestler starts to run but trips on some well rolled marbles from Candymans hand. He falls flat on his face and crawls away, cut on his face.
Candyman: HAH!
Candyman bends over laughing his face off.
Candyman: CLASSIC! FRIKIN CLASSIC!
Cries can be heard as Candy walks to a door.
Candyman: And behind door number two...
Candy opens a door and finds a pair of fans, sharing autographs from the Corporate Club.
Fan 1: I GOT FROGGY!
Fan 2: I GOT PREDATOR!
Fan 1: FROGGY!
Fan 2: PREDATOR!
Candy sneaks in as the kids argue and disappears from view. As they yell, Candy slowly hangs from the low roof, feet on the ceiling. the boys are concentrating on yelling so much they don't even notice the arrival of the dreaded Candyman! Candy quickly grabs the autographs and spits a spray of mist into the air, sending the men running. He bares his teeth before dropping off and landing on his feet.
Candyman: Nobody else in this place can entertain you like me! I will be helping you lose all that funny energy by laughing you dry!
Candy keeps laughing as he cartwheels out the door.
Fade Out
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Post by The Senator on Mar 1, 2008 0:39:24 GMT -5
Match: The Final Confrontation XS3 vs. Thunderkiss (Credit: Hitman, TK for entrance antics)
February 5, 2007: Thunderkiss kicks off the feud with a victory over XS3. After the match, XS3 is brutally attacked and forced to watch Thunderkiss strip his wife.
Bloody Valentine 2007: XS3 and Christine get a measure of revenge by turning Joanna Garland against Thunderkiss and picking up the win in a Critical Custody match.
March 12, 2007: XS3 and Thunderkiss square off for what seemed like the final time but it wound up ending in a draw.
Winter's Discontent 2007: Weeks after being betrayed by his ally at the time, Thunderkiss vows revenge against XS3 but does not get it on this night.
Today: The war ends.
Cruiser Khan, title cards in hand, is now in the ring.
Cruiser Khan: Alright, this match ain't official for Fallout or ACW...
A loud pop is heard from the faithful Fallout fanatics.
Khan: "Introducing first, he hails from Venice Beach, I think, and he's from ACW, I know! Guy's name is Thunderkiss!
I was born on Olympus To my father a son I was raised by the demons Trained to reign as the one ...
The lights dim and silhouettes from two strippers can be seen on the side trons. Thunderkiss' video plays on the Alpha as the man himself makes his way through the entranceway.
God of thunder and rock and roll The spell you're under Will slowly rob you of your virgin soul
He stands atop of the rampway looking out into the crowd for a moment, when suddenly he lowers his body and sends his fist flying into the metal below. Upon this impact, pyro lights up both sides of the rampway creating a sea of fire to escort Thunderkiss into the ring.
I am the lord of the wastelands A modern day man of steel I gather darkness to please me And I command thee to kneel Before the ...
[Taking a few steps out into the arena, one can easily see that TK is disgusted by the fact he is here tonight. From the sight of the fans to the look of the decor, this shabby arena is not a place where he wishes to display his God given talents.]
Thunderkiss: This place sucks.
[He wants to turn around and save himself the embarrassment, but the temptation of beating the hell out of XS3 pushes him on. Forward he goes, the ring coming closer with each step.]
Thunderkiss: God, you people stink. Do any of you shower on a regular basis? I simply cannot take this. If I’m going to wrestle in this shit hole, I demand it start smelling better, and I think I have just the thing!
[Thunderkiss leaps out of the ring and returns to the back, avoiding the outstretched arms of the angry fans as he walks. Wondering if he has walked out on the match, the crowd almost launches into a full “you pussed out” chant before TK returns with a mop and a bucket of water!]
Thunderkiss: Filthy sluts! Its time for your bath!
[Thunderkiss pushes the mop bucket toward the front row and sticks the mop in the water until its dripping wet. Now ready, he lifts it upwards into the fans and begins to “clean” them by soaping them down with the mop.]
Thunderkiss: Man, we might need another bucket just for this fat son of a bitch right here.
[Thunderkiss mops the belly of a large fat man sitting ringside, with much resistance of course. Next to the fan man is a woman with a very loud mouth who has no trouble letting TK know how she feels about him. Now commanding his attention, TK moves the mop in her direction...]
Thunderkiss: Its easy to see, or rather smell, that you do not practice feminine hygiene lady! Let it be known I am not afraid to douche a woman, I’ll try anything once!
[The fans have had enough. The entire front now lunges onto the ringside barricade in an attempt to hurdle over it and take Thunderkiss on, causing for the Fallout security team to quickly intervene. Practically pushing TK into the ring, the much separation they get in between him and the fans the better. Enjoying every moment of this, Mr. 500% can’t help but get a hardy laugh out of chaos he has created.]
God of thunder and rock and roll The spell you're under Will slowly rob you of your virgin soul
As the music fades, Thunderkiss looks on towards the entrance ramp, not taking his eyes off of it for one second. Several boos fill up the arena as one fan yells "Nobody gives a FUCK about you!" towards TK. Iris then guides the mic to her mouth once more.
Khan: An' next, this guy is a Canada man! He ain't on ACW no more! But he's still got his wife! XS3!
Finally, the opening guitars of "The End of Heartache [Resident Evil Version]" by Killswitch Engage kick in along with blue lights. The crowd in attendance decides to let their true feelings about XS3's seven-year career show as they begin to cheer.
Seek me Call me I'll be waiting
Seek me Call me I'll be waiting
Out from the back appears XS3, decked out in his ring attire and a baseball cap. He pauses to look on and listen to the audience's reactions; he points to each and every one of the fans in attendance as he begins to head down the ramp.
This distance This dissolution I cling to memories while falling
XS3 begins to slap hands with every fan down the ramp and even holds up a sign that reads "Fallout 4 Life". He hands the sign back to the fan and high-fives some more.
Sleep brings release And the hope of a new day Waking the misery of being without you
When he approaches ringside, XS3 looks on at Thunderkiss then takes in a deep breath and exhales, wondering what the ring, his long-time rival and his final match will hold for him tonight.
Surrender, I give in Another moment is another eternity
Finally, XS3 slides into the ring under the bottom rope and stands on the second rope, pointing to all the fans that brought him to the Fallout territory for this special occasion. He then raises his left arm in the air before hopping down onto the canvas, pointing to some more fans.
(Seek me) For comfort (Call me) For solace (I'll be waiting) For the end of my broken heart
XS3 doesn't hand his cap to the referee but instead tosses it into the crowd and watches as the lights return to normal and the music fades. XS3 then turns to face his ultimate rival and former friend, Thunderkiss.
Bell rings.
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