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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 13, 2004 16:38:56 GMT -5
TNT stands up on the outside; he glares into the ring at Fury, and subsequently misses the approach of Bob from the side, who executes his people run to a big pop from the crowd. Bob tries to build on this by jumping back up to the apron for another drop, but Fury comes in from behind him and drags Bob back over the ropes and into the ring, before lifting him for his stalling suplex. Bob is held up for several seconds before Fury brings him down into a float over pin; The ref counts, and Bob is only saved when a severely annoyed TNT storms back into the ring, drags Fury off and nails him with the C4 (TestDrive). TNT now pins, and Bob breaks it with a kick to the head; he moves back a little way, waits for TNT to stand and then runs in to deliver the dancebreaker. TNT falls, Bob pins…….only to be thwarted just short of 3 by Fury. The three men are starting to tire, and it seems that a stalemate is developing; fortunately TNT offers a solution by hurling verbal insults at both Fury and Bob, who once again remember just why they dislike him so much. They attack together once more and TNT, although powerful, can’t hold them; Fury hooks up and delivers Hell’s Fury, and TNT is brought down to the cheers of the crowd. Bob immediately uses his standing shoulder pin; the ref counts, and Fury is about to knock Bob away, when another idea comes to him. Just a fraction before 3, Fury gets behind Bob and grabs his legs, dragging him off of TNT; with Bob face down, Fury kneels on Bob’s upper legs and the back of his knees and then reaches over to his left foot. Fury starts to bend the leg back, and Bob yells in pain as he works out what Fury is threatening to do….
Bob: Aaagh! Jesus Fury, you’ll snap the bone! What are you trying to do, cripple me?
Fury: That depends, Bob…..do you want to be able to dance again, or do you want to win this match? Your pick.
The fans are furious, as is Bob, but he knows that calling Fury’s bluff would be an incredible risk to take. His face red with pain and anger, Bob drops his head to the mat and taps, bringing a smug smile to Fury’s face and livid shouts from the fans.
Here is your winner…………Jack Fury!
Fury lets Bob go, and raises his fist in the air in victory; his point made, he steps out of the ring and makes his way out, keen to preserve his strength for EOTR. Bob’s leg is still hurting and he limps a little as he leaves; from the ring TNT taunts him, and Bob simmers with anger. He is about to return to fight with TNT once more when someone rushes past him, and the camera swings hastily back to the ring to show BK London in the ring and rushing at TNT. TNT tries to hit London with a kick to the gut, but London catches the foot and uses a Dragon screw. London follows this with the Everlasting Pain and TNT hollers and taps, and 2 or 3 extra refs pile in to separate the pair. London and TNT are too fired up to be held, though, and they break away; this time TNT gets the best of it and he floors London before applying the walls of Jericho. Now London taps, and again the refs try to stop the fight; both parties are ready for round 3 when everyone’s attention turns to the entrance, where Ginger has reappeared and is not looking at all pleased with his superstar’s behaviour.
Ginger: So, now you two think that you’re above the chairman of this organization, do you?
Ginger’s voice is dangerously quiet, and everyone listens to him intently.
Ginger: I warned you two, but you chose to ignore that warning. So I strongly suggest you pay close attention to what I am going to say now. You two can still have your title match at EOTR…and TNT, you had better hope that you can win it, because if you lose that match you will not be granted another opportunity to win the title until London has been replaced as champion by another superstar.
London smiles at this, as TNT turns a fascinating shade of scarlet. Ginger turns to London, who stops smiling when he sees Ginger’s eyes blazing with anger.
Ginger: And as for you, London….you certainly like your titles, don’t you? Well guess what? At EOTR, you’re going to get a chance at a second……I’m giving you and Jakie a rematch for the tag team belts. But it won’t be against Spider and Venom, oh no…..the pair of you will take on all 3 members of The Italian Mafia!
London: WHAT?! But I’ve already got 2 matches, no wait 3 matches because I sure as hell intend to get to the final of EOTR itself……how the heck am I supposed to cope with all of that in one night?! I could come away with nothing, all over again!
Ginger: Frankly BK, that’s your problem. Now don’t let me catch you two within 50 feet of one another before that match, or else!
Ginger’s music hits, and he walks away; London and TNT continue to glare at one another, and the show cuts to commercials.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 13, 2004 16:47:19 GMT -5
Segment: Faith vs Fire (Credit: Yoko)
Vater Unser begins to play and the crowd lets out some cheers, as they weren't expecting Kross to appear again after the earlier beating.
He emerges from the entrance, holding his head. He quickly makes his way to the ring, stumbling a few times along the way and pausing briefly to fight off some apparent pain. He walks around the ring to get a microphone from ringside, and rolls into the ring.
Kross: YOKO! Out here...Now!
He clutches his head and waits for a moment, but she does not appear.
Kross: If you're too scared after what you've done, I underst-
He's cut off as Flower of Carnage hits. She comes out of the entrance with a mircrophone in hand, and her Lightweight title draped over her shoulder.
Yoko: What do you want? I'm done with you, I was just getting ready to leave.
She reaches the ring and hops inside.
Kross: I want to know why you attacked me. I thought we had a professional respect for each other.
Yoko: I attacked you to show you that once again, God won't help you.
Kross: As I said earlier, my faith is being tested. I know He IS there. I can't expect Him to make me win, I have to do that myself. In His honor.
Yoko: But is he even watching? I don't think he would care enough about a wrestler to watch him or guide him.
Kross quickly slaps her.
Kross: I'm not going to tolerate anymore of your, or anybody else’s blasphemy!
Yoko stares at him. She drops her microphone and knocks him over the head with her Title. He falls to the ground. She picks up the title and her microphone and rolls out of the ring.
Yoko: You WILL see.
An image appears on the Titan Tron. It is Ginger, sitting at his desk.
Ginger: You two!
Yoko turns around and sees Ginger on the Titan Tron, being shocked by his voice.
Ginger: Good grief, I just got back to my office! Two attacks on Kross in one night. Isn't that a little much?
Yoko: He deserved it.
Ginger: I don't care. I'm sick of your recent attitude. As of right now, I'm booking you in a title match against Kross at the PPV on Saturday. You want to attack him? Do it in the match.
Yoko: That's fine with me.
Voice: Whoa, whoa.
El Loco quickly walks out from backstage from the left of the entrance, without a music cue, holding a microphone.
Loco: Hey now Ginger, I won a shot at her title, and it's supposed to be at the PPV. I'm not going to be cheated out of it just because she has issues with the priest.
Ginger: You're right, you ARE the number one contender. It slipped my mind. So let's see.
He's silent for a moment.
Ginger: Oh, I know. The obvious way to solve this. A triple threat. Yoko, Kross, Loco. Have fun you three. Especially you, Miss Satoshi.
El Loco: Thank you, Ginger.
The image blinks off, and El Loco goes backstage. Yoko turns toward the ring, to see Kross standing again.
Yoko: It makes no difference, he can add the entire roster for all I care. I'll still defeat you.
She turns and leaves.
Kross rolls out of the ring and looks up.
Kross: Lord God. I will defeat her. Not for personal gain, not to prove Your existance to her, but to defend Your name. This match will be for You.
Kross walks back to the entrance and exits.
End Segment.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 13, 2004 16:47:59 GMT -5
Match 7: Latino vs Bladeshadow
The staff at ringside have barely finished preparing the ring for the final match when “new Noise” hits, and the arena darkens as Skurai makes his entrance. Philip can barely be seen as he makes the introductions.
Philip: The concluding contest this evening is a singles match, scheduled for one fall. Making his way to the ring, the special guest referee…….Skurai!
The fans give Skurai a lot of heat as he jumps up into the ring; this just makes Skurai smile and he stalks around the ring as if he owns the place.
Then “I stand alone” hits, and the heel heat continues with passion as Latino appears, his new stage wear as dark as his intentions.
Philip: The first participant, from New York, New York…………Latino!
Latino doesn’t hang about on his way to the ring; he climbs in swiftly, and gives Skurai a look that says, “I don’t trust you……don’t even think about trying to screw me over.” Skurai actually laughs very softly at this, but there is no time for Latino to get angry as “Step Up” is already playing, and the fans are on their feet waiting for their ninja hero to appear.
Philip: And his opponent, from Upstate New York………the current ACW World Champion, Bladeshadow!
Blade has his belt over his shoulder as he approaches the ring, and he pauses to let some of the fans get a closer look before ascending the steps and slipping through the ropes. Blade looks very calm and collected, but it’s obvious that he too doesn’t trust the ref one inch. Skurai holds out his hand for the belt, and Blade places it in his palm; Skurai tries to take it, but Blade is still holding on, and then Latino also makes his intentions clear by putting his own hand on it. All three men stare one another down for a few moments until Blade lets go, and the situation resolves; Skurai passes the belt out of the ring, and Blade and Latino approach one another as the timekeeper gets the match underway.
Bell Rings.
Latino starts very aggressively, heading straight toward Blade and throwing out a sequence of quick punches. Blade takes these in his stride and gives a few back before whipping Latino to the ropes; Latino comes back and Blade lifts him over his head, only for Latino to grab his neck on the way down and bring both men to the mat. The pair get back to their feet, and Latino moves with great speed to close in and rattle Blade with a blow to the face; this gives Latino time to set up and deliver a Tiger suplex. Latino makes a cover, which Blade gets out of before the count has even started. Latino gets in close again, but by now Blade is ready and he jumps up to hit Latino with a roundhouse kick to the head that makes him stagger sideways to the ropes; Blade follows him and clotheslines him out of the ring. Latino falls down, and Blade is about to jump up to the top rope, but he turns around to see Skurai uncomfortably close and he is distracted as he keeps an eye on the special referee. Latino takes advantage of this, grabbing Blade by the ankles and dragging him from the ring; Skurai laughs as Blade’s head hits the edge of the ring on the way out, and just goes on with the 10 – count while Latino is outside. Latino stomps Blade a few times before pulling him back to his feet and dragging him by the hair to the steel steps; Latino tries to beat Blade’s head against the metal, but Blade protects himself with his arms. Skurai’s count reaches 8 rather quickly, and Latino is not pleased; he argues with Skurai over the speed of the count, but this in turn benefits Blade who is able to free himself and grab Latino to slam him on to the steps himself. Blade rolls back into the ring, and a furious looking Latino has to move quickly to avoid the countout. On his arrival Blade continues his attack, trying to kick Latino as he gets up; Latino however rolls to avoid Blade’s feet, regains a standing position and then moves fast to hit a bulldog and stop Blade’s offense in its tracks.
The fans continue to boo and jeer Latino, and he pauses briefly to flip them off as Blade gets back up. Latino tries to hook up and deliver a Northern Lights suplex, but Blade resists and frees himself before Latino can complete the move. Now Blade resumes his own attacks; he whips Latino to the ropes and jumps up and forward into a tornado kick that brings Latino down before he can come up with a counter move. With Latino on the mat Blade attempts to set up his Heaven’s Arrow hold, but Latino has seen this too many times and he rolls out of the ring to avoid being caught out. Blade stands and paces about; he knows that as long as he stays in the ring he has some advantage, so he has a little fun taunting Latino and getting the crowd worked up. Latino looks visibly peeved by all this; Skurai just reclines against one of the corner posts and closes his eyes, feigning boredom with the theatrics while holding up his hands to indicate the number which his count has reached. At seven Latino re – enters the ring; Blade moves in to launch a fresh assault, but Latino has benefited from the breather just as much, and he sends Blade into the corner before rushing in and ramming his shoulder into Blade’s chest. Blade is winded, and Latino lays down several blows before pulling Blade a little way out of the corner and dropping him with a diamond cutter. Rather than pin, Latino jumps up into the corner and executes his split legged moonsault; the ring shakes, and Skurai is on hand to make the count – 1,2 – Blade sticks a foot on the ropes, and Latino swears in anger as Skurai gives him a 2. Latino’s temper flares again, and he stands up and starts another argument with Skurai, whose own short fuse is rapidly burning out. Blade kips up and runs forward to smash Latino in the back of the head, but Latino hears the crowd’s reaction and instinctively ducks. Blade instead wallops Skurai in the head, sending him to the mat, which actually gets a cheer from the fans; Blade looks around quickly for Latino, who is out of the ring and getting the title belt to use while Skurai is indisposed.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 13, 2004 16:49:01 GMT -5
Latino moves quickly, but so does Blade; he’s at the corner in seconds, and leaps off to the outside with his Thor’s hammer as Latino is coming back to the ring. Latino swings the belt at Blade as he descends, with the result that both take damage and end up in a heap on the floor. Skurai isn’t down for long, and he looks more than a little bit upset as Latino and Blade re – enter the ring; for a second it looks as if Skurai will try and take them both out. But he remembers Ginger’s words right back at the start of the show and just barely manages to control himself. Blade and Latino are once again trying to knock seven bells out of one another; they grapple, and Blade throws Latino, but Latino rolls through and meets Blade as he approaches with a thunderous superkick. Latino rolls Blade up and gets 2; with his opponent still a little dazed, Latino sets up and hits the first of 3 vertical suplexes. He quickly spins his legs and stands for the second, but Blade still has fight in him and it takes several seconds before Latino can deliver the second suplex. The crowd is roaring for Blade, and Skurai watches very carefully as he tries to resist Latino’s attempts to lift him for a third time. But Latino manages it, and covers; everyone holds their breath, and there is elation in the arena when Blade gets his shoulder up just before Skurai’s 3 count. Latino is about to explode; forgetting Blade, he gets in Skurai’s face, complaining that the count was slow; Skurai yells back, oh – so – close (although Latino doesn’t know it) to disqualifying himself from the EOTR title match. Blade staggers back up and grabs Latino while he is in full flow, nailing the Lights of Orion; Blade pins, and Skurai counts, but Latino too gets a shoulder up just before 3. Blade curses, and he and Latino get back up; both frustrated, they swing massive kicks at one another – but succeed only in smashing Skurai to the canvas with simultaneous blows. Skurai rolls over and holds his head; Latino forces Blade back to the ropes and is about to take his head off with a huge punch when Blade uses a lighting kick to push him back a little, jumps to the top rope and uses his sunset flip before Latino can defend. Skurai is both dizzy and massively angry, but as he lies on the mat he sees Latino’s shoulders go down, and he makes the 1-2-3 count with his hand to give Blade the victory.
Philip: Here is your winner……Bladeshadow!
Skurai has kept his word and called the match down the middle; now, however, the match is over, and he releases all his aggression, dragging Blade up as he releases the pinning hold and smashing him with blow after blow before he can get his defences up. Blade tries to fight back, but after the grueling match Skurai easily overcomes him. Skurai slips out of the ring, looks underneath and pulls out a table; he sets it up quickly near one of the corners, picks up Latino who is still very dazed, and with huge force slams Latino over the ropes and straight through the table, smashing it to pieces. The crowd roars at the destruction, but Skurai isn’t done; he heads back over to Blade and drags him to the corner nearest the debris; the crowd surges as they realize that Skurai is going for the 500 channels. Skurai and Blade reach the top, but Skurai doesn’t get everything his own way; as he tries to prepare, Blade recovers and hits back; the pair teeter on the post for a moment or two until they lose their footing, and both come down hard on to the remains of the table and Latino himself. The crash is huge, and the camera scoots around to the scene; all 3 men are lying in the wreckage. The crowd falls silent, and the show ends on an eerily quiet note…….
Only one man can rise to claim the title, but all will be changed forever in the fight.
Fade to Black.
End of Show,
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Post by ridley on Sept 13, 2004 16:51:12 GMT -5
Oof..."It's A Wonderful Life" syndrome.
Well done, AK.
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Post by Fallen Souls on Sept 13, 2004 16:52:57 GMT -5
its so great I could hardly tell I wasnt there!...seriously though, well done ^^
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Post by Quimby on Sept 13, 2004 17:15:30 GMT -5
Well done amigo. I wish I was there though.
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Post by adema1080 on Sept 13, 2004 17:35:25 GMT -5
Great show
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Post by bladeshadow on Sept 13, 2004 18:05:34 GMT -5
Very nice as always AK
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Post by Trainer kross on Sept 13, 2004 20:38:00 GMT -5
*holding the side of his head*
Well, ignoring the massive beating I got recieved tonight, this was an awesome show!
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Post by amotehgreat on Sept 13, 2004 22:23:52 GMT -5
The champ.... is HERE!
*Champ poses*
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Post by The Feature Presentation on Sept 13, 2004 22:46:25 GMT -5
Mamma Mia, Excellent!
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