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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 13, 2004 15:47:26 GMT -5
ACW Monday Night Warfare 13th September 2004
Schedule of Matches: --------------------------------------------------------------------------
Yamata No Orochi v Daredevil - EotR Quarter Final
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BK London v El Loco - EotR Quarter Final
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Top Draw v Venom - Falls Count Anywhere
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Amo v Carnage - Junior Title
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White Rose v Kain
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Bob v Jack Fury v TNT
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Latino v Bladeshadow - Skurai special guest referee
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 13, 2004 15:49:28 GMT -5
Once the show has opened with its “Hey, I’m on TV!” shot for the fans in the arena, the titantron comes to life and shows a shot of the parking lot. Ginger is standing by the entrance to the building, evidently waiting for someone; the door behind him opens, and AK walks out, a bundle of papers in hand.
AK: I think these are the ones……..
Ginger takes the papers and looks them over, leaving AK with just a small brown envelope in her hand.
Ginger: Yes, these are the EOTR contracts. Thanks.
Ginger looks at AK, who has tipped something out of the envelope into her palm and is looking at it with interest.
Ginger: What’s that?
AK looks up, her thought chain broken.
AK: Oh, this? It’s nothing much……this letter from home got caught up in your mail, I found it when I picked those up for you. Mum was clearing out some old files, and she found this…….she said it belonged to my father.
Ginger: Oh? You told me a while ago that you didn’t know him that well…….
AK: Yeah, he died when I was a very young child……I don’t remember him at all, and Mum’s never wanted to talk about it……it upsets her, so I don’t push for details. She says that this used to belong to him or something.
They both look at the little item. It’s about ¾ of an inch long, and resembles a Japanese dragon in a silver metal.
AK: It’s quite cute…..maybe I’ll put it on a chain or something. A girl can never have too much jewelry!
The sound of screeching tyres is heard in the background.
AK: I bet you 50p that’s him. I’ll leave you two to your business.
AK goes back into the building as the car pulls up. It’s instantly recognizable as Skurai’s preferred method of transport….only now it sports a dramatic, lurid pink paint job and some less than complimentary lanhuage spray painted on the side. Skurai gets out, and his face shows that the changes don’t meet with his approval. Ginger comes forward, and stifles a burst of laughter to remain composed and serious.
Ginger: Ah Skurai, just the man I wanted to see. I have the contracts here for your title shot at EOTR, if you’d be so kind as to sign on the dotted line I can make everything official.
Skurai: Yeah, yeah, whatever.
Skurai takes a pen from Ginger and signs the contract. He tries to push past and enter the building, but Ginger stands firm.
Skurai: Hey, out of my way lard ass!
Ginger just raises an eyebrow.
Ginger: Just one moment, Skurai. About your job tonight……it so happens that there’s a reference to that particular match in this contract.
Skurai glares, already guessing where this is heading.
Ginger: I’m sure I’ll have absolutely no need to invoke it……it just says that, should you decide to take sides or otherwise interfere in the match between Latino and Bladeshadow, you will lose your title shot at EOTR. Are you clear on that?
Skurai: Crystal, Mr. Chairman.
Ginger (smiling): Excellent! I knew I could count on you, Skurai. Though of course, you’ll be doing the counting tonight, won’t you?
Ginger chuckles and walks away into the building; Skurai clenches his fists and breathes deeply, and then follows him.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 13, 2004 15:51:02 GMT -5
Match 1: Yamata No Orochi v Daredevil - EotR Quarter Final No.3
The fans are restless, waiting for the first match of the night, and there is a cheer as Philip is seen stepping through the ropes. He walks around a little; he’s settled into the job well since his turbulent first days, and he gives a smile to the camera before speaking.
Philip: To get things started, our opening match tonight is the third quarter – final in the Emperor of the Ring Tournament 2004. Introducing first, from Yokohama Japan……….Yamata No Orochi!
Orochi’s stature makes him the centre of attention wherever he goes, and tonight is no exception. He comes to the ring looking almost tranquil, but the fans know it’s the calm before the tsunami. He steps over all 3 ropes and takes off his red shades, ready to take the fight to his opponent.
Philip: And his opponent, from Cardiff, Wales…………….Daredevil!
”Mission Impossible II” hits, and Daredevil smiles as he walks out into the arena lights. He’s been boosted after his win on Meltdown, and with the deck also stacked in his favour for EOTR itself he is in a purple patch. He steps into the ring and salutes his small but rapidly growing fanbase, and then turns his attention to Orochi, who watches all this without much reaction at all. The ref is ready to make a start, and he gestures to the timekeeper on the outside.
Bell Rings.
Devil knows that he has to be extremely careful when approaching Orochi, who has a considerable height and weight advantage; for his part, Orochi is just interested in getting the job done, and he advances on Devil with his massive hand outstretched. Devil backs off; as Orochi makes a sudden grab for him, Devil slips aside, gets behind Orochi and kicks him hard in the back. Orochi spins around, angered, but Devil reads this and jumps aside once more, getting in another kick before backing away. Orochi moves faster, stung by Devil’s tactics, and Devil backs up to the ropes quickly before rushing back toward his opponent. Devil wants to knock Orochi down, but instead he runs straight into a face grab; Orochi lifts him off the mat and right into the air, demonstrating his immense arm strength, before slamming Devil down and keeoing his hand over his face as he pins with the other on Devil’s chest. Devil kicks at 2, but Orochi is not put off; with his huge palm he covers both Devil’s nose and mouth, and is evidently trying a unique method of incapacitating his opponent. Devil claws at Orochi’s hand, struggling to keep his shoulders off the mat, as Orochi kneels on one knee; the crowd are not impressed with Orochi and some of them start chanting for Devil. Devil hears them, and summoning all his strength he lifts up his feet and bucks so that he strikes Orochi in the face. Orochi’s grip is loosened just enough for Devil to wrench himself free, and he rolls away gasping for breath as Orochi recovers from the blow. Devil knows that he needs to act quickly, and he jumps up to the top rope before leaping off and using the height to execute a hurracanrana that brings Orochi down. Devil stamps a couple of times on Orochi’s neck before making a cover, and he gets a two before Orochi thrusts him away and rises once more, looking more cross than ever. Devil goes back to the ropes and tries a missile dropkick, but Orochi side steps and Devil ends up on the mat, where Orochi is able to easily collect him and deliver his trademark suplex neckbreaker. Again Orochi pins, and the count has passed 2 when Devil frees himself.
Orochi is making his size advantage count, and Devil has to come up with a new tactic. He slides out of the ring and starts to taunt Orochi; at first Orochi ignores it and listens to the referee counting, but the crowd starts joining in and Orochi runs forward to take a swipe at Devil, who is very close to the ropes. Orochi misses as Devil sprints around the corner of the ring and hops up on to the apron; Orochi rushes forward to attack, but Devil catches the big Japanese superstar and jumps off of the apron, jarring Orochi’s neck against the ropes before dragging him out of the ring and on to the floor. Orochi is too heavy for Devil to use his own power moves effectively, so instead he lays down a few stomps to Orochi’s body before jumping up to the top of the nearest post and using a flipping leg drop on to his prone opponent. Devil rolls back into the ring, and the ref continues to count for Orochi, who is slowly getting back up; Orochi is on his feet at 7, but as he tries to climb on to the apron Devil knocks him back down. The ref hits eight, and Orochi paces the outside with Devil shadowing him; Nine, and Orochi has to make a move……looking furious, Orochi jumps back on to the apron and throws himself through the middle rope, driving his head and shoulders into Devil as he tries once again to displace Orochi from the apron so that both men are on the mat. Devil clutches his gut, but stays alert enough to keep away from Orochi as he stands back to his feet. With total coolness, Orochi walks up to Devil and smacks him hard with a forearm; Devil takes the hit but is not defeated, and he stamps down hard on Orochi’s sandaled foot; Orochi winces, but is only annoyed by this, and tiring of proceedings he belts Devil once more before lifting him up and delivering the Orochi – Naga (military press into piledriver) with both grace and devastating power. Devil is almost knocked out, and Orochi only has to make a cursory cover to pick up the 1-2-3 and advance to the semi final stage.
Philip: Here is your winner……………..Yamata No Orochi!
The fans still boo Orochi, but his performances have only improved since the tournament’s inception, and Orochi feels a brief surge of satisfaction as he walks back to the locker room. Never one to dwell on either victory or defeat, however, he is already thinking about the semis as he leaves. Daredevil too, though disappointed, has other business to attend to at the PPV, and he is now free to concentrate fully on this as he heads backstage himself.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 13, 2004 15:52:20 GMT -5
Segment: A Prodigious Talent (Credit: BK London)
Just as the first match finishes the cameras cut to Kevin Anderson, ACW Announcer.
Kevin: Well ACW, I am here with none other than BK London.
BK whispers in Kevin's ear and then he tells him to say what he told him.
Kevin: Excuse me folks, I am here with none other than BK "The Prodigy" London.
BK nods his head in satisfaction as Kevin Anderson says this.
Kevin: So BK London, what drove you to viciously attack TNT last week?
BK: Well Kevin first things first, WELCOME TO WARFARE IS LONDON .
The crowd gives BK a large reaction to his statement.
BK: Now Kevin it is simple really, it was payback from 2 Thursdays ago when TNT cheated in our match and stole my ACW Entertainment Championship. Let’s take a look at the footage.
On the screen behind Kevin and BK it shows footage from 10 days ago when TNT rolled up BK and he held the tights to win the match.
BK: You see, TNT can't really win a match from that footage. I am even starting to think that his EOTR match with Brian Carnage was a fluke. People don't know what his name stands for, TNT stands for "The Nasty Turd". Yes that’s right people, TNT stands for The Nasty Turd.
The crowd bursts into laughter at BK’s joke.
Kevin: Ha Ha, that’s funny, but on a serious note….. what do you think of the competitors in the EOTR?
BK: I think the competitors in the EOTR are some great, up and coming superstars. I believe we will prove ourselves and how good our skills are in this tournament.
Kevin: Now what do you think of the rumors that it may end up being you vs Jack Fury at the finals?
BK: I think there is a good chance that it will be us two facing off the EOTR in the finals, but I promise I will beat him in that bout. Now Kevin this interview has to end, because I have two matches tonight and I have to get ready.
BK London walks out of the camera's shot and the scene fades out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 13, 2004 15:55:09 GMT -5
It’s Just the Beginning (Credit: Jakie, El Loco )
Elsewhere, a camera in the back begins to focus on El loco getting ready for his EOTR Quarter Final Match. He turns around to go out into the arena but walks straight into someone who was standing behind him and falls flat on his ass.
Loco: Hey!!!!! Why you.....
Loco looks up to see Jakie towering over him.
Jakie: Well, if isn’t it Loco, #1 one contender for the LW title. I would have been the number one contender for the International title if you hadn’t gotten in my way. You must like the view down there.
Loco: WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?
Jakie: I came to wish you luck for your next match. I mean since, your facing BK, you’ll need all of the luck you can get.
Loco: Hey kid, wait a minute, I beat you a couple weeks back, and now at EOTR, I get a LW title shot against Yoko. And there’s nothing you can do about it……
Jakie: Shucks, You’re right. Oh well, looks like you win this time. But this is only the beggining.
Loco: Uhhhhhh...........sure
Loco walks out toward the arena as Jakie is left standing there smiling with a devilish grin……
Fade out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 13, 2004 15:55:47 GMT -5
Segment: The final piece of the puzzle (Credit: Ridley, Rose, Yoko, Orochi)
As the backstage segments end, everyone expects to see the competitors for match 2 appear in the arena, however instead “Vater Unser" plays and Kross makes his way to the ring, his face set with a hard, determined look. As he motions to cut the music, a microphone is visible in his hand.
Kross: Over the last month...my faith has been sorely tested. I have been beaten, I have been pummeled, and I have been bruised.
The crowd is silent, with the occasional murmur of sympathy for the Holy Avenger.
Kross: But I assure you....I shall not fall to the darkness as some wish me to do. My faith has grown stronger in the face of God's testing, and there is no way---
He's forced to stop as suddenly, the lights are killed. The arena is plunged into darkness, with a familiar, soul-chilling sound.....
GONG...... GONG.....
An explosion from the stage highlights the cloaked, spike-laden silhouette of the Lord of Darkness as "Monochromatic Stains" roars over the building. Much faster than usual, Ridley stalks to the ring with Rose right behind him, jumps onto the apron, and bodily flips over the top rope (rather like in his "raver" phase"), staring Kross down as he lands. It's made all the more impressive by the fact that he did that in full entrance attire.
Rose grabs a microphone from a ringside security guard and throws it to Ridley.
Ridley: Cut the music.
His voice is like balancing on a knife's edge; one step either way and the agony of most parties involved is certain. The music immediately dies down.
Ridley: Well.....well....well. Michael Kross, the Holy Avenger, the Right Hand of God.....the pathetic, hopeless optimist who apparently has delusions not of grandeur, but of ADEQUACY.
Kross takes a step back, stunned.
Ridley: Why would you ever....ever....EVER have thought that I would've considered you for Pain Incorporated? You're not enlightened; you're a miserable waste of breath who spends his days clinging to the vestiges of archaic nothingness.
Kross: ................
Ridley: The only thing I need you for....is to be the catalyst.
Kross: The catalyst for what?
Ridley: You're about to find out. Oh, and Kross?
Ridley flashes a leering grin, taking the time to run his forked tongue over his rows of jagged teeth.
Ridley: Now that it's started, I'm afraid....you have outlived your usefulness.
In a second, Rose and Ridley are all over Kross, sending him to the mat within seconds with a flurry of kicks and punches. The two stomp him unmercifully as the fans react in horror---
---then spin to face the entranceway as "Flower of Carnage" hits out of nowhere. It looks like it's time for payback....
Rose and Ridley turn towards the entrance way, awaiting the arrival of Yoko Satoshi. Kross follows their gaze from the ground, knowing all Hell is about to break loose.
Kross rolls over to attempt to stand up, and sees Yoko leap over the guard railing, croquet mallet in hand, not coming from the entrance way.
He stands, wobbling slightly, and smiles at her as she quickly climbs the apron and hops onto the top turnbuckle. She smiles back at him and Ridley and Rose turn around to see her. Kross looks at them with a look of triumph.
Ridley chuckles at him as Yoko leaps from the top rope. She twirls in midair, and cracks the mallet across Kross' face. He topples over, and Yoko glares into his eyes with a blank stare.
Within moments of Yoko's sudden reappearance, the crowd's attention is once again jerked to the stage as Orochi storms down the ramp, brimming with murderous intent, as he shoots quick glances at each of the three in the ring with Yoko, including Kross writhing about on the mat in pain. Orochi rolls into the ring and to his feet in a single, fluid motion, wild-eyed and clearly wrestling with who needs to be assaulted first.
Yoko: Wait!
Yoko rushes to him, speaking hushed and quickly as she explains the situation.
Orochi dons an expression of disbelief, raising an incredulous brow as Yoko smiles at him, turning and dashing back to the fallen Kross, mallet still in hand, and delivering a powerful golf swing into the side of his head.
Ridley steps towards Orochi slyly, as Rose joins Yoko in thoroughly punishing the helpless Kross. Orochi's face hardens, distinctly frowning as Ridley extends his hand, with a smug grin....He takes one last glance at Yoko for assurance, but finds none, and left with no other option, he takes Ridley's hand, and they shake firmly. The crowd is shocked, but they still shout and yell with anger as the now complete Pain Inc finish with Kross and leave the ring, heading back to the Demon Pit to celebrate their success.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 13, 2004 15:58:57 GMT -5
Match 2: BK London v El Loco - EotR Quarter Final No. 4
The crowd is still reacting loudly to what they have just witnessed in the ring, but as Kross is carried away Philip understands that the show must continue without undue delay, and in his earpiece he is told that the competitors for the next match are ready and waiting backstage.
Philip: The next match is our last Emperor of the Ring Quarter Final. Entering the arena, from Long Island New York……….El Loco!
“Faint” hits, and the fans show their feelings for him with clarity. Loco isn’t concerned; for him, all that matters is that he gives himself the best possible chance of reaching the semi finals, and London’s recent match with Ridley has proved that London can stand up to considerable amounts of punishment.
Loco is just entering the ring when “Warrior pt 2” hits, and the crowd jacks up the volume as BK London paces on to the entrance stage.
Philip: And his opponent, from Brooklyn New York……….BK London!
London is pumped up and ready to dismantle anyone who stands in his way of becoming Emperor of the ring. Hot as London’s passion is, he still takes the time to greet his fans on the way to the ring, and a chant of “London, London” is underway as he steps through the ropes and comes face to face with Loco. The ref is as aware as anyone of the simmering tension, and he wisely decides to get things moving before the situation deteriorates.
Bell Rings.
London is more than ready to meet Loco, and the pair try to beat each other down with a flurry of quick blows. Both men take hits until London gets in a particularly strong blow to the temple, dazing Loco for just a brief second so that London can back off and rush in for his running enziguri. Loco though retains enough awareness to try and dodge so that London’s kick doesn’t connect at full power, and as such Loco manages to stay on his feet. London is still in full attack mode and he whips Loco against the ropes, but Loco comes back hard and fast to bring London down with a clothesline. Loco keeps running to the opposite ropes, and as he predicts London springs to his feet after the clothesline only to be hit straight away with a second. Loco drops down on to London and pins him with both hands and knees, but London shoves Loco away, jumps up and kicks Loco in the head again before he can rise. Without pausing, London grabs Loco, sets him up and then delivers a sitout powerbomb; London pins and hooks the leg, so that Loco has to kick hard to get out at 2. The crowd is noisily enjoying the match as both men get up; they swap blows and move about the ring until London gets Loco into a corner, where he steps up his attack a notch or two more. Loco takes several hits and tries to climb up the post to get away; London follows and the men fight briefly at the top as London tries to set up a superplex. Loco stops this with a crazy dropkick from the top of the post that sends London flying backward several feet, to land in the centre of the ring; the crowd roars, and the price for such a move is that Loco falls down on to the thin mats outside the ring. London is still lying dazed as Loco drags himself back into the ring; he crawls on hands and knees to London, but as he makes the cover London springs back to life, grabs Loco and rolls over to pin him instead. Loco is taken by surprise and does well to escape before the 3 count; both men get back up, and if anything each is now more motivated than ever to overcome their foe.
The pair close in on one another and lock up; they are quite evenly matched and for several moments they push against one another, looking for a sign of fatigue or weakness in their opponent. London finally gets a headlock on Loco and tries to lift him, but Loco resists; London tries again, but still Loco will not be moved. Frustrated, London instead tries for a DDT, but as he shifts his grip Loco breaks free and strikes with a powerful punch to the side of London’s head. Now Loco holds on to London and knees him repeatedly in the chest and gut before suplexing him; with London down, Loco signals for the “People’s knee” and starts his side – to – side run. Loco is just about to deliver the blow when London rolls aside; however, London moves just a split second too early and Loco is able to abort the move. London gets up and is instantly on the receiving end of a string of punches from Loco, who drives him back to the ropes and dazes him enough to spin him around and dropkick London into position for the 619. Loco backs up and runs in to successfully deliver the move; London is thrown backward, and Loco gets 2.5 on the pin before London responds. Loco flips off the crowd, who are cheering to get London moving again, but he turns back to find London waiting, and London smashes him with a couple of blows before initiating the London – Plex (Exploder suplex pin). Loco also breaks free after 2.5, and the crowd’s roaring rises as everyone senses that the match is building to its pivotal moments. With both men on their feet, they exchange blows for a few more moments; Loco gets in a strong shot and tries for the Money maker, but London escapes before Loco can pull it off and then nails the revolver before Loco has a chance to prepare a counter attack. London pins as fast as he can, and just barely keeps Loco’s shoulders to the mat to secure the 1-2-3 and send his fans into orbit.
Philip: Here is your winner……..BK London!
The fans cheer wildly; London looks satisfied, while Loco is highly disappointed and looks very down as he heads back to the locker rooms. London hails his fans from the ring and then slides out, making his way back up the ramp – he is almost at the top when the crowd abruptly surges in reaction to something behind him, and London turns to see what’s going on……
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 13, 2004 16:00:05 GMT -5
Segment: Face to Face (Credit: BK London and TNT)
BK turns around on the entrance ramp to see TNT standing in the ring, having evidently emerged from the crowd. He has his belt on his shoulder, and a mic in his hand as he watches London with a smirk on his face.
TNT: TNT: BK, BK , BK, BK, You thought it was funny when you came out here, putting that hoax that you busted up, then right when I have my back turned you hit me in the back of the head with crutches...I mean you try and you try to get to me. Just because you, being the BITCH that you are, has to put up a cheap hoax and attack someone. Well, how about later on, in your next match, I come out to the ring, take a chair and whack you over the head with it jackass! Hmm...Might not be a bad idea after all, so BK, You better watch your back. I've beaten you before and it seems to be eating you up inside....Huh?! Is that what it really is? You’re crying inside, cause you got beaten twice in the same week and lost 2 belts in the same week and one of those belts, the Entertainment title, went right into My Hands... You see, I’m the most entertaining person in this WHOLE Industry! I am one of the Hottest Young Talents, and I DID woop your Ass ALLLLLLLLL over that arena last week! So.....
BK: TNT, will you please SHUT THE HELL UP. I think the crowd is tired of your mindless bitching over last week, I know I am. That was then and this is now. And what I am looking for now is a rematch for my Entertainment Championship you stole from me 10 days ago.
TNT: Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa! Mindless bitching? Me? What about you Junior? huh? You’ve been bitching about this (he points to the Entertainment belt on his shoulder) all this week too, but I don't blame you BK, I don't blame you, because of course you're gonna bitch when you got beat in the middle of the Ring 1...2..3, by TNT!
BK: Yes TNT of course I am gonna bitch when I get beaten by The Nasty Turd. Listen TNT if you think you are so hot, then how about at EOTR you vs me one on one? Then we'll see who's the bitch.
TNT: One on one? TNT vs BITCH K London? Sounds good my man, but of course, the answer to who's the Bitch, will of course be you. I mean, cause you're gonna get embarrassed like I embarrassed you the first time we met in the ring, I also took your Entertainment title that same night as well...heh..
BK: My boy TNT, trust me lightning doesn't strike the same place twice. I will promise that at EOTR I will be leaving as Entertainment Champion and leaving you in a puddle of your own blood.
TNT: London, you're not gonna leave me in a pool of my blood, because you won't be able to fight me, seeing as how I've beaten you before, and trust me, London, Lighting DOES strike the same place twice, but you never know when....
BK: I've got a better idea TNT, how about I walk down to that ring and we will see if your forecasting is correct.
TNT: Alright, Come to this ring, Junior, and these Silver Feet will tell you if Lighting strikes...C'mon.
BK: Well prepare to suffer the same fate as last week and become JUST ANOTHER VICTIM.
BK London walks back down to the ring and he takes his shirt back off; the women in the crowd scream as it reveals his perfect physique once more. As BK London walks down to the ring TNT drops his belt and signals BK to bring it as he smiles cockily.
All hell is about to break loose when suddenly Ginger's theme hits and Ginger runs onto the stage.
Ginger: Ok, Ok, that’s enough! I don’t have to tell you that you both still have matches tonight, and I don’t want my roster to be worn out before those matches. If you two want to meet at EOTR, fine………but until then, stay the hell away from one another. Because if you don’t, gentlemen, trust me that there will be consequences for both of you.
Ginger walks back off; TNT and London glare at one another, then London leaves to meet up with Jakie ready for his upcoming tag match. TNT follows soon after, and the fans are on his case all the way to the arena exit.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 13, 2004 16:01:48 GMT -5
Match 3: Top Draw v Venom - Falls Count Anywhere (Credit: BK London, with a little help from Venom)
Philip: This match is a Falls Count Anywhere Match scheduled for one fall, making their way to the ring, Top Draw !!
Headstrong by Trapt blazes through the speakers and the people get on their feet as Top Draw makes their way through the curtains. This is their first match as a tag team ever since they lost their tag team championships to Flatline. They stop on opposite sides of the barricade and they give pounds and daps to the fans. Then they run down to the ring and they slide into the ring at the same time and they jump up on turnbuckles on the opposite sides of the ring. They taunt the crowd and they wait for their opponent.
Philip: And their opponent……..Venom!
Just Like You by Three's Day Grace hits and Venom makes his way to the ring reluctantly holding his tag team championship on his shoulder. He turns back around and he is about to head to the back but something urges him to turn back to the ring. Venom drops his belt onto the stage and he runs down to the ring. As he slides in Top Draw immediately beats down on Venom, the referee signals for the bell and the match is on its way.
Top Draw pound away at Venom and then they mudhole stomp him out of the ring. Venom walks out of the ring and he walks up the ramp but Jakie and BK slide out the ring and they clothesline him from behind. Venom falls to the ground and Top Draw picks Venom up and they drag him back into the ring. As both members of Top Draw slide back in the ring Venom tries to slide out but they grab him by his legs and they pull him back into the ring. Top Draw picks up Venom and they give him a Double Knee to the abdomen, then they follow up with a Double Suplex attempt. BK London and Jakie try to lift Venom up but he wont budge. Jakie kicks Venom in the gut thinking that would help but Venom just lifts the both of them up into the air and moves towards the ropes where he double suplexes both Jakie and BK London out of the ring. Jakie lands hard on the apron and rolls off onto BK who is on the ground outside. Venom taunts the two of them, and turns around and does a mafia chin flick to the fans. Meanwhile BK London slips under the ring. Venom slides to the outside only to find just Jakie lying out on the floor. Venom gets confused and doesn’t know where BK went. Venom starts asking the ref where he went and he just nods his head no. Bk London gets up from under the other side of the ring and slides into the ring and the crowd goes wild. BK London runs and delivers a baseball slide to the back of Venoms head and he stumbles forward into a faking Jakie who rolls Venom up. The ref counts 1.......2.....and Venom kicks out right before the three count. Jakie and London double clothesline Venom as he is getting up and they roll him into the ring. BK London gets an idea and he whispers it into Jakie's ear, Jakie shakes his head and they put their hands out. They play Rock, Paper, Scissors to see who gets Venom first and Jakie wins the first round and BK London leaves the ring and he goes on the outside. Jakie picks up Venom and he sets him up in the corner, Jakie delivers a hard chop to the chest of Venom which is heard around the arena. Jakie hits Venom with two more and then a dropkick to the jaw which knocks Venom down into the bottom turnbuckle. Jakie back up into the opposite corner and he taunts Venom with a crotch chop then he runs up to Venom and he hits Venom with a Bronco Buster. Jakie finishers and he rolls backwards out of the corner, Jakie picks up the exhausted Venom and he whips him into ropes. Jakie goes for the back body drop but Venom kicks Jakie in the chest. Jakie stands up straight and he holds his chest, Venom then bounces off the ropes and attempts a clothesline but Jakie ducks and hits Venom with an Edge-O-Matic without the pin. Jakie picks up Venom and he tosses him over the top rope to the outside. Venom lands hard on the mat on the outside and Jakie slides out the ring and stalks Venom from behind. As Venom gets up to his feet Jakie takes him out with a bulldog, Jakie covers Venom for the pin and it would seem he is about to win but London pulls Jakie off of Venom. He then mouths to Jakie, it’s my turn. Jakie steps back and he now watches the match as BK is about to have his way with Venom. Venom is getting up but BK kicks Venom in his stomach bringing him back down to the ground. BK London picks up the hurt Venom and he throws him back in the ring. Venom starts coughing and BK slides in the ring on the other side of the ring and he slaps his leg. Venom finally gets to his feet and as he turns around BK London takes him out with the Yakuza Kick From Hell. Venom drops to the ground and BK signals for the end by doing a cut throat taunt. BK picks up Venom from behind and he locks him in the Dragon Sleeper and Venom starts to pass out, the referee lifts up Venom's arm and it drops back down. The referee does it a second time and it is the same result, the referee lifts it up for the third time but BK hits Venom with the final part of the Cheesecake, a Test Drive. Venom lies on his stomach and BK calls in Jakie. Jakie slides into the ring they pick up Venom and they whip him off the ropes but Venom holds onto the ropes and slides under. Venom falls onto his knees on the outside and he starts to crawl toward the stage. BK and Jakie slide out the ring and they go after him but he kicks them off and crawls faster toward the stage. BK London hits Venom with an elbow to his back which stops him in his tracks. Jakie picks up Venom and he holds him up as BK goes for a dropkick. Venom moves and Jakie gets hit with the dropkick and Venom clotheslines BK then stumbles trying to get away but BK gets up and runs towards Venom and knocks him down with a gore to the back. BK picks him up and ddt's Venom onto the stage. BK goes backstage and comes back with a ladder. He sets it up and climbs it. He gets on the top and delivers a "From Brooklyn to London" onto Venom. Jakie is trying to pull himself up by holding the set after that vicious dropkick. Jakie finally pulls himself together and picks Venom up and puts him between BK London's legs, they attempt to set Venom up for the Luck of the Draw but suddenly Spider comes out of the back and hits BK with a clothesline which practically takes his head off. The referee sees this and he calls for the disqualification. Philip: And the winners of this match by disqualification, Top Draw.
Spider could not seem to care less as he starts stomping out BK London. Jakie attacks Spider and he is getting the upper hand, but Loco comes out of nowhere and he low blows Jakie. Jakie holds his groin and slowly drops to the ground, Loco picks up Jakie and Loco and Spider throw him head first into the Warfare Set. Jakie lies on the stage and his head is busted open and Loco follows up with some hard blows to the head of Jakie. Spider signals for the end and he picks up BK and he puts him between his legs and he does the Mafia Chin Flick to the crowd to get some major heat. Spider then proceeds to hit BK London with the Widows Peak onto the stage. BK London and Jakie lay knocked out cold on the stage and Loco and Spider pick up the beaten Venom. Venom goes backstage briefly and returns with a mic; he smiles as he looks down at them.
Venom: BK London, Jakie consider yourselves the first victims of the Italian Mafia.
All three stand over the beaten Top Draw and they take off their shirts to reveal another shirt that has the letters T .I .M printed on it. They raise their hands in triumph before leaving, and the EMTS arrive to attend to London and Jakie while the show cuts to commercial.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 13, 2004 16:05:29 GMT -5
Match 4: Amo v Carnage - Junior Title
A title defence usually gets the ACW crowd into a state of loud anticipation, and this occasion is no exception – Amo’s fanbase has been waiting for their hero to have his first chance at gold, and for them this moment is not a second too soon.
Philip: This match is set for one fall, and it is for the ACW Junior Title! Introducing first, the challenger……..from Los Angeles, Amo the Great!
”The Magnificent Seven” hits, and there is a wave of cheering as Amo strides out into the single spotlight for his trademark pose. Having come through two #1 contender’s matches to get here he is not about to let this chance slip through his fingers, and he looks to be in fine form as he poses for his fans in the centre of the ring.
Then “Duality” hits, and the cheering continues as Brian Carnage makes his way into the arena.
Philip: And his opponent, from Greenock, Scotland……the current ACW Junior Title Holder, Brian Carnage!
Carnage holds his belt up for the fans to see, and he gets a warm welcome; he has not been as active as Amo since his title win, but he looks to be in excellent shape and will not give up his hard won title without a fight. Amo, like Fury, is a large and powerful wrestler, but Carnage knows that he has what it takes to deal with such a challenge. He steps into the ring with the belt on his shoulder and walks up to Amo; the pair stare for a second, and then Amo offers his hand, which Carnage readily accepts. The crowd is pleased by this, and the ref holds up the belt before passing it out of the ring. The two men begin to circle, and everything is set for a top notch encounter.
Bell Rings.
Amo makes a surprisingly fast start for a man of is size; he’s across the ring and has laid down two good shots before Carnage can prepare his defence. Amo scoops Carnage up and delivers a no – nonsense bodyslam before covering; Carnage kicks with ease before the ref has even started the count properly, but Amo has made his intentions perfectly clear. The pair circle again for a second or two before Amo goes for another quick strike – this time Carnage evades, grabs Amo’s arm and twists it into a chickenwing hold. Amo tries to untwist himself but Carnage moves skillfully to counter Amo’s movements, and the lactic acid is building in Amo’s arm; finally Amo gets away through use of his immense raw power, but he holds his arm in his other hand and it’s clear that he will have to cope with the ache for the remainder of the match. The effect is seen when Amo takes another swing at Carnage; the fast contraction of the muscles makes him wince and slows him a little, giving Carnage time to avoid the blow and then get in a couple of his own. With Amo stunned a little, Carnage whips him as hard as he can into the corner; Amo hits back - first, and Carnage hurtles forward, on a trajectory straight for the ref! The ref does the only sensible thin and ducks; this lets Carnage use him as a launchpad for a massive moonsault and he crashes into Amo, sending him sliding down to the mat. Carnage gets up and stomps at Amo’s chest, and then stuns the crowd by lifting Amo and suplexing him back into the centre of the ring. Carnage pins, and gets 2 before Amo kicks away; the fans are surprised by Carnage’s strong offense, but his success thus far has come at a cost – moving a man of Amo’s stature is taking a considerable chunk of Carnage’s energy, and he knows that the longer the match lasts the more this will become a problem. Amo’s fans, meanwhile, are exhorting their idol to show his true colours, and Amo stands back up to face Carnage once more.
Amo knows that Carnage is a natural high flyer with a love of risky moves, and he decides to try and use this to his advantage. The pair come forward to meet one another again, and Amo plays up his arm strain so that Carnage starts to get the upper hand. Carnage pulls off a standing moonsault, and Amo drops backward to the mat holding his head; Carnage runs to the corner, climbs up, and salutes the crowd before going for the Whisper in the Wind. Once he’s in flight though, Amo draws up his knees, and kicks vertically upward to connect with Carnage on the way down. Amo’s thrust is so powerful that Carnage actually goes upward again by a couple of feet before crashing to the canvas; Amo rolls over into a pin, and gets a concrete 2 before Carnage responds. Undaunted, Amo gets back up, and collects Carnage for his reverse full nelson slam; another pin follows, and this time it’s close to 2.5 when Carnage kicks. With his momentum building, Amo picks up Carnage again and this time demonstrates his spinout powerbomb to the assembled masses, complete with a pose for good measure; a third pin is made, and Carnage draws on his considerable willpower to beat the 3 count. Amo is quite impressed at Carnage’s resilience as he pulls him back up; he whips Carnage to the ropes with the intention of clotheslining him, but now the adrenaline gives Carnage a fresh burst of energy, and he leaps up to nail a hurracanrana in the blink of an eye. Once Amo is down, Carnage rushes in and his fans start to cheer as he locks in the octopus stretch, the tactic which eventually defeated Jack Fury. Amo bites his lip as he fights the waves of pain; he knows as well as anyone the intense rivalry between Fury and Carnage, and realizes that if Fury was driven to give up in spite of this that he absolutely has to get out, and fast. Amo closes his eyes and listens for his fans……they are chanting “Amo, Amo” and he lets their support seep into him until with an abrupt and explosive effort he fights his way out and forces Carnage to abandon the hold.
Carnage can tell that Amo is digging deep now to stay in the fight, and he tries to extinguish this last resistance; while Amo is catching his breath Carnage runs in and tries to knock him down, but Amo stands tough and Carnage bounces off with a sore shoulder of his own. The pair move about, taking shots at one another, but the audience’s attention is taken away momentarily as the stunningly beautiful Rena walks down to the ring, attracting plenty of wolf whistles and other cheers. Rena approaches purposefully, watching the men in the ring; the ref sees her arrival, and is not best pleased, warning her to stay away from the ring. As he’s watching her, however, he fails to properly attend to the movements of the match participants; Amo takes a swing at Carnage, whose fleet – footedness carries him out of harm’s way, but instead he catches the ref and knocks him down. The ref is stunned, not KO’ed, and Rena moves like a cheetah; she’s in the ring and kicks Amo hard in the nuts before sliding back out again in a matter of seconds. Amo crumples, and Carnage, though not directly involved in Rena’s actions, takes advantage and nails Amo with the Carnage buster. The crowd roars, and the ref is recovered enough to make the count; 1,2…… Rena is smiling, but her expression becomes one of amazement as Amo throws his arm in the air milliseconds before 3. The crowd is yelling its head off, and gets back up; Amo hits the equally surprised Carnage with a huge punch, and then lifts up Carnage to hit his “awesome” Amo Driver. Carnage is in la – la land, and the whole arena makes the count along with the ref as Amo gets the 1-2-3 and his very first ACW title.
Phillip: Here is your winner………and NEW ACW Junior title holder……Amo the Great!
The crowd is going ballistic as Amo gets up; he helps Carnage to stand, and although Carnage is very dazed still he offers his hand to Amo once more, and he is cheered warmly by the crowd as he leaves the ring. The ref hands the belt to Amo, who beams with pride and puts it around his waist before striking a victory pose. He celebrates a little longer before stepping out of the ring; as he walks away he reaches Rena, who still looks stunned that Amo managed to win despite her interference. Amo stops and they look at one another, and then Amo shakes his head a little sadly. Rena’s expression turns to anger, and she storms away up the ramp; Amo sighs and follows her to the back, with the crowd cheering him all the way.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 13, 2004 16:07:33 GMT -5
Segment: Different Priorities (Credit: Rena)
The scene opens with Rena walking down the halls, Amo following behind her. He grabs her arm and turns her towards him. She frowns, and tries to break loose, but his grip proves to be too strong.
Rena: Let go of me!
Amo: What the hell were you thinking interfering like that!? That’s could’ve cost me my match!
She breaks free of his grip, but still faces him.
Rena: Too damn bad it DIDN’T cost you that match! Because you cost me mine!
Amo glares at her and shakes his head again.
Amo: All I wanted was a fair fight…didn’t you want that?
Rena: HELL NO! I’m a female! I’m hot…IM NOT a wrestler….and I don’t need one either!
Amo: what’s that supposed to mean!?
She drops her mouth, and looks at him straight in the eyes.
Rena: I QUIT as your manager….you’re no wrestler…you’re a screw-up…..and I’d be happy to be with anyone else!
Amo grins and looks at her.
Amo: That’s fine with me….personally I wouldn’t call being the Junior Champion a failure, but hey, what would I know? You were getting too slutty for me anyways.
Rena gasps, then slaps him very hard before walking away.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 13, 2004 16:21:03 GMT -5
Match 5: White Rose v Kain
OOC note: Sorry if this is a bit short, I didn’t have much time to put this together when I found out about Rose’s technical difficulties.
Following Pain Inc’s actions earlier in the evening, everyone is waiting to see how Rose will handle her singles match. Speculation is already rife that the two strong willed women who are now stablemates may not be able to co – exist comfortably, but of course only time will tell on that score.
Philip: The next match is an intergender singles match, set for one fall. Introducing first……..Kain!
”Slow Chemical” hits, and Kain enters into the orange glow of the arena lights. His win against Kross has raised his spirits, but he knows that his opponent tonight is a different prospect entirely. Kain steps into the ring and triggers his pyros, and then waits for his foe to make her entrance.
Philip: And his opponent, from St Petersburg Russia……..the White Rose!
”Scars of Time” hits, and Rose stalks out to a storm of booing. She glares at the fans, making it clear how little she thinks of them, and then gives Kain the same look as she enters the ring. Both participants are eager to get started, and the ref doesn’t keep them waiting.
Bell Rings.
Kain and Rose move in immediately; Kain goes for Rose’s throat but she slaps his hand away and gives him a hard kick to the chest. Kain wobbles a little, but keeps his balance and punches Rose, sending her to the mat. Kain knows better than to take any chances with Rose, and he picks her up for a powerful bodyslam; Kain pins, but Rose kicks with authority well before 2. Both regain their feet, and Rose and Kain lock up – Kain has superior raw strength, but Rose’s technique is impeccable and she applies a full nelson to Kain. Rose whispers in Kain’s ear, telling him he can’t hope to beat her, but Kain is not swayed by her words and he wrenches himself free, slaps on his trademark hold at the neck, and chokeslams Rose from a considerable height to a pretty major pop. Again Kain covers, and Rose breaks out at 2. Rose looks just a touch annoyed, and she approaches Kain looking to grapple once more – Kain though doesn’t want to fight Rose’s way, and he flings her into the corner where he lays down a barrage of punches. Rose is one resilient lady, but Kain’s punching power is also not to be dismissed lightly, and Rose looks to be somewhat worn as Kain sits her on the turnbuckle. Form here Kain climbs up to the second rope and executes a superplex; he pins Rose a third time, and the count is past two when Rose responds. The crowd are starting to get behind Kain, and Rose decides to teach them a lesson as she gets up and faces her opponent once more.
Kain is still determined to use his pure power to crush Rose, and he whips her to the ropes in preparation for a backdrop on her return. Rose though grabs the ropes and taunts Kain; angered, Kain comes forward to meet Rose and walks into a massive kick to the head as Rose uses the middle rope to get some height on her jump. Kain is taken by surprise by the move, and falls; Rose is right back at the ropes and this time uses them for a moonsault onto Kain. Rose pins, but Kain pushes her off before 2; this isn’t of major concern to Rose, however, as she immediately heads for Kain’s feet and sets up her famous figure four leglock. This isn’t particularly easy with Kain’s thick set legs, but Rose is a master, and pain is etched over Kain’s face as he tries to escape. Unable to wrench himself out, Kain crawls to the ropes, but Rose fights him for every inch of ground, and Kain looks worn by the time he gets a hand to the bottom rope. With the hold broken, Kain and Rose trade blows once more; Kain seems to get the better of it and he again sends Rose to the corner, but again Rose taunts him and Kain rushes in for revenge, straight on to Rose’s upheld boot. A further kick brings Kain down again, and Rose locks in the turnbuckle figure four variation. The pain is excruciating for Kain and he flails as he tries to get out; after a few seconds of desperate struggle he manages it, but Rose just smiles coldly as she sees Kain still feeling the effects in his legs as he tries to stand. Without hurry or fluster, Rose walks up to Kain and gives him the Mark of the Rose – the fans boo as Rose pins, but everyone is surprised when Kain kicks just before 3. Rose though doesn’t seem bothered at all; she merely gets up, stamps Kain’s leg a couple of times, and then reapplies the figure four. Kain grits his teeth, but the strain is obvious, and worn down by Rose he is unable to escape the hold or reach the ropes. Kain has no choice but to tap and prevent any further damage to his legs, and Rose smirks as the referee calls for the bell.
Philip: Here is your winner………the White Rose!
Rose releases Kain from the figure four and stares disdainfully at him as he tries to get up. She does not celebrate her win; rather, she stalks back to the locker rooms with the same cold expression on her face as when she arrived. The fans give Kain some approving cheers for his bravery in resisting Rose, and this makes him feel a little better as he walks backstage. One day, he thinks to himself, the odds will fall in my favour……and then Rose will be the one who is under pressure…….
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 13, 2004 16:34:48 GMT -5
Segment: 60 minutes of metal mayhem (Credit: V3)
“Git Up” by D12 hits and the crowd cheers as V3 comes out. He greets some fans on his way to the ring.
V-3: Hey RDK! I need you in this ring for a second.
The Game by Motorhead hits and the crowd goes wild as RDK heads to the ring while casually greeting the crowd with his Title over his shoulder.
RDK: What do you want, Bruda?
V-3: Well, as you know, I won that match last week. So that means we have our rematch at EotR. And we need to it be special…….. and I mean extra special.
RDK: What do you have in mind?
V-3: Well, I was thinking a Hell in a Cell Match should be perfect. No rules and nowhere to go.
RDK: Sure Bruda. If all of you, in this arena, like this idea for our match, give me an “OoOoh Yeah!”<br> Crowd: OoOoh Yeah!
V-3: I’m not done yet there RDK. This match needs to push both of us to our absolute limits, ya know. So this will be a 60 Iron Man Match as well.
The crowd cheers in approval of this as well.
V-3: So, we got a deal?
V-3 is standing patiently for an answer. RDK takes a little strut around the ring before replying.
RDK: OoOoh YEAH! You got it my friend.
V-3: Good. I’ll see you around then RDK.
V-3 slides out of the ring and greets some more fans while heading out and gives a nod to RDK as he heads to the back.
End Segment.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 13, 2004 16:35:33 GMT -5
Segment: Seductive Solutions (Credit: Rena)
The camera turns on, Rena is fixing her top, then the camera turns, revealing Ginger, zipping up his pants.
Rena: You know what to do with Amo….I want him sorry he ever messed with me….
Ginger nods, and grins while Rena walks out of the room.
The scene fades out momentarily. When it returns, Amo is barreling into the room, looking very pleased with himself.
Amo: You wanted to see me? . Ginger: uh…yes…about the next show…..Thursday…after EOTR.
Amo smiles and poses.
Amo: Did you want me, the big champ…to defend my title?
Amo tries to feed his ego, but Ginger shoots it down.
Ginger: Not exactly…but I am putting you in a match…it will be you...versus three other wrestlers.
Amo’s smile and posing turn into anger.
Amo: WHAT!? Who am I facing?
Ginger: you will be facing Venom, El Loco & Spider…the special stipulation is that Rena will be the special Visitor referee.
Amo growls, and uncharacteristically throws a vase against the wall before leaving.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 13, 2004 16:37:09 GMT -5
Match 6: Bob vs Jack Fury vs TNT
The penultimate contest of the evening promises to be a spectacular 3 way affair; no love is lost between any of the participants, and all are aching to prove their superiority over the others.
Philip: The next match is a triple threat contest, scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Los Angeles…..the B to the O to the B, Bob Di’las!
”Stomp it to my Beat” thunders through the arena and Bob dances on to the stage; he still has a faint bruise or two from Fury’s assault on Meltdown, and he intends to pay the “Saviour of ACW” back with compound interest.
Bob enters the ring and pulls off a flare or two before the music changes to “This is Now”, and the fans start to boo and hiss at the figure now appearing at the entranceway.
Philip: The second competitor………..from Greenock, Scotland, Jack Fury!
Fury is already yelling at Bob as he pounds down the entrance ramp; He doesn’t waste any time, and gets right in Bob’s face as soon as he enters the ring. The party is threatening to start without the third guest, but then “TNT” booms into the wide space of the arena, and the audience’s jeering steps up a gear as the self – loving TNT makes his grand entrance.
Philip: And finally, from Chicago Illinois……..the current ACW Entertainment Champion, TNT!
TNT stalks to the ring, showing off his belt and his general fabulousness to all and sundry. Bob and Fury keep one eye on each other, but they also know better than to drop their guard against a man who has proved he will do whatever is needed to secure what he wants. TNT climbs into the ring and the ref takes the belt; his arrogant smirk gets right up the noses of his opponents, and the crowd becomes even louder as the ref makes the familiar wave to those on the outside……
Bell Rings.
Bob and Fury have no hesitation in going straight for TNT, and Fury’s raw power combined with Bob’s fast and furious punches and kicks brings TNT down within a few seconds. Fury picks up TNT and slams him down hard to the mat; Bob hits him with a swift elbow drop and makes a cheeky pin, but Fury pulls him off and then slams him as well for good measure. Bob gets back up and faces Fury; he moves in and Fury aims a powerful blow at his head, but Bob drops down to the mat and uses his B Boy sweep to floor him. Bob scrabbles around and locks in a sleeper hold on to Fury; Fury is immensely strong and looks like he will easily break away, but a recovered TNT appraises the situation and decides to target Fury while Bob has him restrained. TNT stomps Fury’s knees and calves before applying an inverted ankle lock; Fury doesn’t show much sign of fatigue from the sleeper, so Bob abandons this and hops up to one of the corners to get some height from which to drop on to Fury while TNT keeps him in place. Bob moves fast, but TNT is sly; he waits for Bob to jump, then immediately releases Fury, runs forward, catches Bob and slams him down on top of Fury before he can get himself up. TNT cockily tries to pin both Bob and Fury at once, but both men kick and the three untangle themselves. TNT is into the swing of things, and he throws Bob out of the ring before turning his full attention to Fury; for his part, Fury is determined to avenge his EOTR loss and the pair lock up without hesitation.
Both men have great strength to bring to bear, but it’s Fury who gets the better of this contest and he pushes TNT back to the corner with the pair still locked together. Fury uses his feet and goes to work on TNT’s gut before pulling off a fast DDT; Fury lifts TNT back up and sits him on the turnbuckle before ascending to the second rope himself and battering TNT around the head with a multitude of blows. TNT isn’t just going to sit and take this kind of punishment – he stands back up and retaliates. The two are hammering one another so hard that they don’t see Bob below them on the outside of the ring; Bob looks up, and then has an idea. Bob jumps up on to the security barriers and makes a great leap up to the turnbuckle to be standing behind TNT; before either of his opponents can react Bob gives TNT a hard kick in the back, sending both men to the canvas. Bob somersaults off of the post and adds his own weight to the pile – up; now Bob has both his opponents pinned, and he gets a 2 count before the dogpile breaks up once more. Both TNT and Fury are livid; TNT comes in first and tries to hit the RKO, but Bob dodges, only to then be caught by Fury for an enormous DVD. TNT stops Fury from covering however, and the two men swap blows once more until Fury stuns TNT with an uppercut and has the chance to back up and build up speed for a Yakuza kick that sends TNT back into the ropes. TNT’s sense of balance is thrown off, and he tumbles out through the ropes; Fury turns back to Bob, only to find him missing……
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