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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 5, 2007 16:41:36 GMT -5
Monday Night Warfare 5th November 2007
Schedule of Matches: -------------------------------------------------
Jay Zero vs Andrew Starr – ACW Light Heavyweight Title Match
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Echo vs Andrew Williams – ACW Entertainment Title Match
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The Senator vs Jonny Hughes – ACW International Title Match
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ACW Annual Chairman for a Day Battle Royale
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 5, 2007 16:42:50 GMT -5
No time for flashy introductions tonight; we’ve a lot to get through, and there will be hell to pay if we’re late. Literally…
3,2,1….Cue Ginger.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 5, 2007 16:43:09 GMT -5
Segment: “No Child Left Behind!” Credit: T-Kiss [Its been a pretty ordinary Monday morning for the Chairman of this fine company we call Alpha Championship Wrestling. Doing his final preshow check, he found all things to be in order and is certain tonight’s Warfare will run smoothly without any issues. The clock is nearing the lunch hour and he decides to halt his duties early and head out to get some delicious sustenance. After all, who’s going to stop and tell him he’s still on the clock? Nobody, that’s who! However, before he can make it to the door, his eyes catch a brown 8X12 inch envelope that has been placed upon his mail pile. Not noticing this before, he cannot help but to take a moment to open it so that he can satisfy his curiosity about its’ contents. He unties the string binding the flap to the folder and then reaches inside where he finds the following letter - ] Dear Chairman, My name is Christina Anderson and I am a kindergarten teacher at Ashworth Elementary School located here on the island. Recently I had my students embark on an art/writing project that required them to draw their favorite ACW wrestler and then explain why they chose them as their favorite. The children really enjoy watching your program weekly and were very enthused as soon as I told them about this project. There was not one student in our classroom who was not proud of their picture upon completion and each had a strong desire to share them with not only the rest of the school, but with the person they drew the image of as well. Enclosed are 20 drawings total done by the class. I do hope you share them with your roster for I am certain they will enjoy them. Thank you for your time and being an integral part of our community.
Sincerely, Ms. Christina AndersonChairman Gingerdude: “Integral?” Well, it’s the first time I’ve ever heard us called that but I like it! [Gingerdude reaches into envelope and pulls out the first drawing out of many.... ] BK London: Because he can run fast. Thunderkiss: Because his power is maximum. Jake Cheng: Because he is like a Minimate. Jay Zero: Because he has great hair. [One by one, the Chairman goes through all 20 drawings, the innocence of each bringing a smile to his face.] Chairman Gingerdude: Well aren’t these just precious ... [Gingerdude pushes all the drawings back into the envelope and ties it shut. Dropping it in a nearby trashcan that resides just feet away, he quickly continues on his quest for food.] Chairman Gingerdude: There, I shared! Stupid kids. [FADE]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 5, 2007 16:43:52 GMT -5
Segment: Open Arms [/left] Credit: Jay Zero[/right] Tonight is a ‘Night of Gold’ for ACW, as we will see all titles except the World Title be defended in singles competition. Now, what other way to start off this big evening than a Light Heavyweight Title defense? “Unbroken [Hotel Baby]” blasts and pumps its guitar riffs through the speakers as the arena turns blue with spotlights shining bright. The crowd cheers and jeers the champion as the music flows into their eardrums and his entrance video catches the attention of their eyes.
He slowly pushes the black curtain to the side and walks out onto the stage with the Light Heavyweight Title around his waist. Stefanie Collins follows right behind him. Jay stops at the top of the stage and looks out into the crowd. He says something to Stefanie and begins shaking his head at them all. Stefanie rubs her on his shoulder and the two begin to walk towards the ring. [/center] Philip: Ladies and gentlemen! The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the Alpha Championship Wrestling Light Heavyweight Championship Title! First, making his way to the ring weighing in at 197 pounds and standing at 5’ 11” tall! He is the ACW Light Heavyweight Champion---Jay Zero! Jay walks up the steel steps and gracefully pulls the ropes up like a gentleman for Stefanie. Once she enters the ring, he steps in and immediately hops up on the nearest turnbuckle, tearing his shirt off, ripping it up over his head. He throws it into the crowd and then begins yelling, pumping himself up. It looks like he then begins to pray to himself before unhooking the title, kissing it, and pointing up towards the Gods.
Jay hops off the turnbuckle and it met by Stefanie who wraps her arms around his waist as he holds the title up high. Jay waves his hand at Philip and motions that he wants the microphone. Once Philip walks over and hands Jay the mic, the music fades out. [/center] Zero: Listen up, people! Before this match starts, I just want to lay down a few things! First off, with Thunderkiss out of action because of that whore Alicia Kitsune, I have already taken the initiative to declare myself the leader of Entourage! The matter was discussed Thursday, but it is now official with the big stamp of approval by the big man himself, Thunderkiss! [/color] The crowd begins to start up a small “We Want Kiss!” chant. [/center] Zero: And let me tell you how things are going to go down, here tonight! Right now, I have my match with my good friend and brother of Entourage, Andy Starr! Once he lays down for me, later on tonight I will be partaking in the Chairman for a Day Battle Royale! And since Jason Freeman has yet to really prove his loyalty to Entourage, I am declaring that tonight we will work together as a force to eliminate every other person in that match, and once it’s just me and him that remain left in the ring—he shall eliminate himself, making me! Jay Zero! The winner! [/color] Booooo. [/center] Zero: And once I win that match in Entourages name….We will call the shots and decide what will happen! Once Jay Zero wins that match, he will lead ACW to reach its highest ratings for a non-ppv, ever! Well enough foreshadowing, people! There’s another issue that has come to my attention!
It looks like I am slowly picking apart all of my Light Heavyweight competition! I don’t know who else to challenge anymore! And once I beat my friend Starr tonight, there’s going to be one less competitor! Now come on! I know somewhere in the back, at least one of you is dying to get your hands on this piece of gold! Somebody is craving to be the champion! So you know what? Make the move!
That’s right! Straight up challenge me, because I don’t know if you all already realized this, but I am a fighting champion! I am a fighting champion, and I NEED more competition! So let it be known from this point on! That the challenge is wide open out there for anyone interested! If you want it, don’t just sing it baby, you gotta bring it! [/color] He tosses the mic back towards Philip who fumbles it around in his hands before finally catching it. Jay kisses the title once more, then kisses the forehead of Stefanie Collins before slapping his chest and pointing up to God once more. [/center]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 5, 2007 16:45:10 GMT -5
Match 1: Jay Zero vs Andrew Starr - Light Heavyweight Title Match (Credit: TK) ..::ACW::.. JAY ZERO (c) VS. ANDREW STARR ..::WARFARE::..
-* Tale of the Tape, brought to you by JONNY’S SPADE! Weeds being a pain? – Show them who’s boss with JONNY’S SPADE!*-
Jay Zero Age: 25 Height: 5'10" Weight: 195 lbs. Hometown: Portland, Maine
Andrew Starr Age: 29 Height: 6'0" Weight: 250 Hometown: Kelso, Washington After Zero’s speech, “Are You Dead Yet” by children of Bodom hits the sound system. Out comes Starr, looking focused and ready to go. Near the ring, he cant help but look up at Zero and smile and the look is returned. Once inside the ropes, he quickly takes off his ring gear and meets one of the body he guards on a regular basis in the middle of the ring!~!~DING,DING,DING~!~ MATCH START: Both men begin the match by patting each other on the back in a show of sportsmanship. This is, after all, the first time a Entourage member has faced another. Friendships aside, its now time to go to war and Starr wants a belt; Zero wants to keep his. Both men lock up and grapple towards the ropes. The ref asks for a clean break and gets it, but as soon as both men are clear Zero gives Starr a series of nasty chops that sends him crashing down to the mat! After a few stomps, Zero pulls Starr up and whips him into the ropes. Starr bounces back and Zero leaps over him and sends him back down with a PLAGUE! Starr hits hard and Zero pops right back up and hits the ropes! He catches Starr on the way up with a flying crossbody and lays everything he has into it! The collision sends both men rolling straight out of the ring and down onto the floor. After a few minutes of recovering, both men begin to stir and the action head back into the ring. MATCH MIDPOINT: During the mid point of the match, Andrew Starr comes alive and begins to dazzle the masses just like he has for years. After a series of strikes has Zero laying prone on the mat, Starr combos with a FALLING STARR! Zero gets blasted right between the eyes and immediately pops up in pain. Starr grabs him and sends him back down with a BODYGUARD SLAM! Zero instantly gets the wind knocked right out of him and Starr makes the cover! He only gets a 2 count and the match continues! Starr lifts Zero to his feet and Irish whips him into the far corner! His back hitting first, Zero’s momentum carries him straight out into the middle of the ring where he gets his jaw knocked off with a flying dropkick! Going for broke, Starr reaches out and grabs Zero around his neck and slaps on the STARRS ARE CALLING! Zero struggles to break free, and with the help of the ref, he does so! We are seeing a bit of a mean streak within Starr, one that hasnt been seen in a long, long time! MATCH ENDING: Starr maintains control all the way to the final stages of the match where the only thing that can stop him is a mistake. Unfortunately for Andrew, he does exactly that. Having sent Zero down to the mat with a terrific Superplex, Starr grabs Zero up off the canvas and gives him a back spinning kick that sends him reeling into the corner! Starr then leaps in with a body splash and Zero gets crumpled up under Starr’s 250 pound frame. Sending Zero into the opposite corner, Starr leaps at Zero with a flying knee lift, but Zero ducks and Starr’s knee hits the top turnbuckle! He lands awkwardly on it and rolls to the middle off the ring clutching his leg in pain. Meanwhile, Zero takes advantage of the situation by climbing to the top rope! He sets himself up for a ZERO GRAVITY and launches himself off! He nails all of its rotations and lands squarely upon Starr’s chest! Zero hooks the leg and the referee does the rest of the work! ONE!
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THREE!!! WARFARE WINNER: JAY ZERO! After getting his hand raised, Zero immediately pulls himself up and reaches down towards Starr with his hand out. Starr takes it and Zero helps lift him up off the mat. Both men pat each other on the back and walk out of the ring with their friendship intact. Fade to the break.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 5, 2007 16:45:52 GMT -5
Segment: Alaska (Credit: Hunter)
The scene slowly fades in as it always does, but this time the fans are not treated to the view of an isolated hallway or a cocky human being...at least, not yet. Instead, they are treated to a shiny gold name plate that reads "HUNTER," the name itself inciting some boos from the crowd. The camera slowly zooms out to reveal the ACW World Championship resting carefully on Andrew Hunter's shoulder, the champion looking ever confident. At his side stands Kevin Anderson, who, as always, is waiting for his beloved red light to flash on, signaling for him to begin. The two men remain rather motionless, save for Hunter's occasional brushing of the title. Eventually, however, the zooming is complete, and the little red light is reflected in the shiny gold title, prompting Kevin to raise his microphone.
Kevin: Ladies and gentlemen, I am here with the NEW ACW World Heavyweight Champion, Andrew Hunter. Now, Hun---
Hunter: Nope. Go back to what we discussed.
Kevin raises an eyebrow, and then quickly lowers it when he recalls the thing that Hunter speaks of.
Kevin: I'd...rather not.
Hunter: I don't particularly care, do I?
Kevin: Look, it's---
Hunter: Going to get you an interview if you play your cards right.
Kevin sighs, but proceeds on in a way that pleases the champion.
Kevin: Now, Mr. Hun---
Hunter: More.
Pause.
Kevin: Mr. World Champion, sir, may I inquire as to how you are feeling following the incredibly brutal match you wrestled with Alexander Starkweather just over a week ago, where you won that golden belt that rests so precariously on your shoulder?
Hunter: Certainly.
Kevin: ...uh...well...how do you feel?
Hunter: Fan-fucking-tastic. Here I am, standing before you all as YOUR...nay, standing before you all as THE World Champion. I'm not yours, I'm my own champion. And I'm better than all the other ones before me.
Kevin: Including yourself?
Hunter: Especially. I was weak back then, I actually gave this title to that eye impaling bitch Atomic Kitsune. And so then I get my first chance to wrestle for the title since then. And what happens? I fucking win. And don't think for a single second that I plan on just giving this one away. I will hold this title for the rest of my life, just as I knew I could do back then.
Kevin: Well why did you give it up bac---
Hunter: I already said, I was weak. I was distracted. But no more. I can see clearly now, I know what's before me.
Kevin: What's that?
Hunter: Glory, Kevin. I will become the last World Champion ACW will ever have. Why do I know that? Because I will never lose it, and this place will die the moment I die. Get used to seeing this belt on my shoulder, Kev...you're gonna see it here for a LOOOOOONG time.
Kevin: I'm ecstatic. Now, tonight you're wrestling in the Chairman for a Day Battle Royale. What do you feel your odds are of winning?
Hunter: Odds? I'm not all too familiar with how odds work, Kevin, but I can tell you that I guaran-damn-tee a victory tonight.
Kevin: I thought you don't do that---
Hunter: I do when I know I'll win. I mean, come on, there were twelve spots, and only eight or so of them have been filled. I was one of the first people to sign up. Coincidence? Of course not! Everyone's so damn afraid of me that they'd miss the chance to win such a great opportunity just to save themselves a trip to the hospital. Which I can understand, truthfully. I'd do the same.
Pause.
Hunter: Oh. Wait. No I wouldn't. That's why I have this.
He raises his championship belt and flashes it in front of the camera, prompting the fans to boo loudly. He ignores this response, however, and returns the title to its original position.
Kevin: Well how do you feel about the specific opp---
Hunter: Look, Kev, I don't have enough time to answer your ridiculous questions. You know full well that I'll win, I know full well that I'll win, and everyone else knows just the same. Why the rest of them are even showing up is a mystery to me. So I won't bother repeating myself. Victory has been guaranteed. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have an appointment with the Chairman.
And with that, Hunter walks off-screen, although his presence is still felt. Kevin sighs yet again, for some reason still surprised at Hunter's treatment of him. He knows full well that it was foolish to even consider for a moment that Hunter would treat him differently after winning the title. But hell, you can't blame him for having hope...
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 5, 2007 16:46:35 GMT -5
Segment: Triangle of Perfection Challenge #2 Credit: Jon Taylor
Monday Night Warfare returns from a commercial break, the screen fades into a packed arena. The show has already started and looks set to continue momentarily. The crowd seem to be excited and in anticipation for the show to continue, a few seem to be a bit restless. Various chants can be heard throughout the arena such as "One-Eyed Kiss", "Mr. Wrestling" and "We want more". As always wrestler merchandise is viewable in the audience and a few Mr. Wrestling T-Shirts has showed up this week. As the two commentators are seen discussing the show amongst themselves a mexican wave can be seen going from side to side. Suddenly for an unknown reason for the lights dim down and the arena is nearly pitch black; it stays like this for a few seconds until the lights suddenly come back on flashing in a tinted blue. Smoke begins appear drifting out of the entrance; a human figure can be standing behind the smoke in the entrance. As the smoke slowly disappears it reveals Jon Taylor - "Mr. Wrestling". There is a huge roar from the crowd as they realise who it is, Taylor has obviously become very popular since his recent displays in the ring. He stands at the top of the entrance ramp and waves, and after a moment or two he begins to make his way down to the ring, Hi-Fiving the hands which are outstretched over the barricade. As he approaches the ring he stops at the steps and acknowledges the crowd before entering the ring by sliding under the bottom rope. He spins around in the centre of the ring posing for the crowd before going to the side of the ring where the ringside officials are. He is handed a microphone and thanks the official before returning to the centre of the ring. He clears his throat as the crowd can still be heard cheering and looks like he is ready to address the crowd.
Maxwell McNally | Play by Play Commentator
Welcome back Ladies and Gentlemen to Monday Night Warfare, and what a great show we have for you tonight! We have a some great matches still to come including the Chairman for a Day Battle Royal which puts the show in the hands of a superstar here in ACW for one night only!
Eddie Edison | Colour Commentator
That's right Max, and the battle royal always brings some surprises. Back to the show, and what a great way to continue the show with newcomer Jon Taylor standing in the ring. I have to say Max, he has been extremely impressive since his debut and has 4 victories under his belt - is there any stopping this guy?
Maxwell McNally | Play by Play Commentator
I don't know Eddie! It has been a long time since I have seen a newcomer such as Taylor be as dominating as this. He has beaten established superstars including Josh the Jersey Boy. It's a shame he wasn't booked for tonight’s show but I am sure he has something for us tonight. I wouldn't be surprised in his winning streak continues for a good while yet. I could see big things for Taylor if he sticks around.
The commentators stop talking as Taylor looks ready to begin talking.
Jon Taylor | Mr. Wrestling
Last week on Thursday Night Meltdown Josh the Jersey Boy found out what happens when people mess with my business. He found what happens someone interrupts one of my matches. I predicted that the end wouldn't be pretty and true to form it wasn't, for the second time Josh was on the receiving end of a Taylor Driver. This is becoming a habit now Josh, isn't it? Y'know I don't like having to waste my time to teach lessons, but in Josh's case this lesson needed to be learnt. Hopefully he wont be stupid enough to make the same mistake again - or anyone else for that matter. Facing people such as Josh each week is great and all but personally I think i'd excel given a harder challenge. There are only so many things you can learn from using the Taylor Driver on Josh the Jersey Boy 10 thousand times. I have come to accept that my challenge is going to be unanswered, but that's alright - i'll just continue what i've been doing - decimating my opponents. I was hoping tonight I would have an opportunity to enter the battle royal, it would of given me the chance to get in the ring with some of the more talented people in this company. Unfortunately it seems management had other plans. But it's alright, im not in a hurry - I can wait as long as I have to, to face off against the better talent of the roster.
I came here to learn and I stick by that word. I will continue to face whoever I have to each week, and give them the respect they deserve - as long as they return it. I look forward to going down to this very ring each week and competing against my fellow superstars, I may have gone a bit overboard with Josh but to be honest he deserved it. However, he's paid his dues now and I look forward to facing him again in the future - as long as he plays cleanly. I may come off a bit cocky at times, but I just say what I think. With Jon Taylor you only get honesty - no bullshit. I may be blunt but i'd rather come off as blunt rather than pretend something is not what it is. I'll admit I was disappointed when I heard I had no match at all this week, but it is understandable considering I only recent joined the company, still every wrestler hates not being able to compete in the squared circle. Then I had an idea. A way to send a message to the rest of the roster but at the same time be able to perform in front of my fans. A way to not only show my domination here but to also show the sheer brutality of my finishing move. That's when it came to me - why not hold another Triangle of Perfection challenge?! The participant in the previous challenge came out of it a bit worse for wear, so it was a bit hard to convince another person to take part. But after several hours of nagging I did just did that. Ladies and Gentlemen, Boys and Girls please welcome Liam Phoenix!
A generic theme song erupts out of the P.A System as a man who looks to be roughly 6"5 265 lbs can be standing in the entrance ramp. He makes his way to the ring and slowly enters. He stands up to Taylor and the first thing that comes into mind is the size difference between Taylor and Phoenix. Phoenix is nearly 30lbs heavier and is 3 inches taller - this looks to be a real challenge for Taylor about to take place. A ringside official slides a ring under the ropes and the referee who has just entered the ring sets it up in the middle of the ring.
Maxwell McNally | Play by Play Commentator
It looks like we are about to see Taylor in action tonight after all, Eddie - albeit in a Triangle of Perfection challenge! Phoenix definitely looks to have the power and size advantage over Taylor, it will be interesting to see how much of a factor Phoenix's size plays in this challenge.
Eddie Edison | Colour Commentator
That may be so, but I definitely think Taylor will emerge victorious once again. The only thing Taylor will have trouble with is Phoenix's power, if Phoenix manages to make his way out of the ring not out cold then he will have use his strength. Nonetheless, I am still backing Taylor to win, he has been extremely dominating in recent weeks and I will be very surprised if he doesn't continue his winning streak this week.
As Eddie finishes his sentence Phoenix sits down on the chair. Taylor positions himself and as Taylor locks in the Triangle of Perfection the referee rings the bell. The challenge begins. Taylor instantly begins to apply pressure to the hold as both men go crashing to the ring mat. Phoenix seems to be attempting to simply wriggle out of the hold, but it becomes evident that this is a no go. Phoenix continues battling on and tries to get a grip around Taylor's two legs, he manages to but at the same time Taylor tightens the hold. Phoenix makes a decision to try a big risk - he begins to attempt to powerbomb Taylor. He manages to play on his strength and does indeed lift up Taylor. However, as he attempts to slam Taylor back first into the mat it becomes clear that Phoenix is already tiring as he delivers a weakened powerbomb. A big awe is audible from the crowd as the move is delivered but Taylor still has the hold as tight as ever and doesn't seem to be effected at all. Taylor senses panic from Phoenix because the move failed to have any effect on Taylor at all, apart from a slight groan as his back was slammed into the mat. Phoenix attempts to lift Taylor up and throw him back first onto the mat but it is clear that Phoenix is quickly fading and he is unable to lift Taylor high enough and he loses his grip and both men crash down onto the ring mat. Taylor senses the end is near and tightens the grip even further as Phoenix's face slowly turns purple. The referee can be seen to be concerned at Phoenix, Phoenix attempts to mount one last offensive but it is too late. Phoenix has taken all he can and his slips out of consciousness, he slams face first into mat and the referee calls for the bell.
Phillip Jones | ACW Ring Announcer
Here is your winner....Jon Taylor!
A large cheer is heard from the crowd, many seem to have enjoyed the challenge and some can be heard cheering we want more. Phoenix is lowered out of the ring onto a stretcher and is taken backstage to the doctor to be checked over as he is still unconscious. Taylor has a microphone in his hand and looks like his something to stay still.
Jon Taylor | Mr. Wrestling
It doesn't matter how much you weigh, it doesn't how tall you are, there is only one way you leave the ring after a Triangle of Perfection challenge - and that's on a stretcher!
Taylor gets a pop from the crowd for this comment. He hands back the microphone to an official before exiting the ring and making his way up the entrance ramp, as usual he Hi-Fives the arms outstretched over the barricade. He makes his way to the top of the ramp and waves to the crowd before exiting to the backstage area.
Fade.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 5, 2007 16:47:29 GMT -5
Segment: Lost Footage (Credit: Senator)
While it was not known to many people in ACW, several months ago, former apprentice to Chairman Gingerdude, eventual ACW traitor, and Fallout management official Craig Lewis was rehired by the company, to head up the technical productions staff, which, following a number of recent resignations, had been understaffed. That's all you need to know for the background of the background for this particular segment...
Gingerdude: Excuse me, but what exactly is the problem here?
Craig: I kinda, umm, the feed goes on for over an hour of Senator Phillips talking about statistics, so we edited that out, but someone forgot to include the rest of the segment...and that might be worth using.
Ginger: Very well then. Go ahead and air the footage, I don't care, just as long as the show runs well.
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Retro Segment: Back in the Hospital (Credit: TK, Freeman, and Senator)
As the title suggests, this takes place the day after Samhain, with Thunderkiss still in the hospital, and just after Steve Phillips finishes up reading the bulk of his prepared speech on health care.
Thunderkiss: ENOUGH! You think you’re going to walk away free on this one Phillips? My eye may be gone but I still have one good one and that’s all that I need. It will be just a matter of time before I’m back at the arena, and when I do return, I’m going to put a hurting on you so bad that I PROMISE you won’t be getting up anytime soon. Now do yourself a favor and get the hell out of my room and I may considering crushing a few vertebrae instead of them all!
The Senator: Oh, but the nurses said that I could stay! And that's exactly what I am going to do! Now, not only did I bring this I-Phone, but I also have some nifty speakers. I found a few speeches of Hillary Clinton on podcast, as I said, and I think, for the purpose of informing the public on the upcoming presidential race, that they need to know about the candidates, what they stand for, what their beliefs are, and such, am I not correct?
TK: I give could give a shit about candidates!
Senator: Well, I overrule that objection, and without further ado...
Fortunatly, for Thunderkiss, and the watching audience, the Senator never is able to hit play, for the door suddenly bursts open.
TK: Thank GOD!
Senator: Excuse me, I though...Jason Freeman, eh?
Freeman: Yeah, that's right. So, 'Kiss, is he bugging you?
TK *shouting*: WHAT DO YOU THINK!? GET HIM OUT OF HERE!
Senator: Freeman, you dirty traitor, do not tell me that you have any genuine concern for this man, any more than you had for our Stable. I do believe that you would be best served with a quick departure from this room, as would everyone else involved.
Freeman: That's fine, but I say we should go outside for a moment. 'Kiss, this'll only take a second!
Senator: Very well, then.
The two exit the room, with Senator gathering his belongings and taking special care to slam the door shut, causing Freeman to cringe, and an orderly to turn her head as they walk outside to the cooridoor of the hospital.
Freeman: Look, you may have a problem with me, but I have an even bigger problem with you.
Senator: I think you underestimate the impact of your actions by saying that. In truth, you...
Freeman: In truth, you always held me back, but the Entourage...they helped me back on my feet! But now, it's time I not only stand up, but I lift the curse off my back, for good.
Senator: In other words, you want a match, is that correct?
Freeman: Well if you put it that way...no. I NEED a match! I need a real match, and even if you don't give it to me, right here, right now, I promise you, I'm going to get it.
Senator: We have fought many times since your departure, and I seem to recall that you never could get the job done, what makes you think it will be any different if I get this match signed again?
Freeman: I'll tell you what the difference is. Those other times, that was ACW throwing the match together. It was just booked out of nowhere. This time, I'm going to be ready...more than ready, and I'm going to give this match my full attention, and give it everything I've got...and in the end I am going to finally end the curse you put on my career, old man!
Senator: Say what you will, but I have not the time for you or your challenge. I have the International Title to defend, and to uphold, I have several other people who are in line for a shot at me, or a shot at my belt, and you just do not enter into the equation, despite what you might say, when you left the Stable, you became the old news, kid.
Freeman: If this weren't a hospital, I'd have knocked your jaw off your face. But I don't want to see your injuries treated so quickly, so I'll wait for another time, and you better watch your back!
Senator: Oh, just great. Go back in that room, and tell Blunderkiss that he had better guard his health, and that he should take his time getting back to the ring, otherwise, he might find that the competition might just be too much for such an impaired individual.
Freeman: Oh, TK is the last thing you need to worry about.
Phillips shakes his head, and with a shurg of the shoulders, heads off down the hallway, towards the exit. Freeman, having issued his challenge, sneers at the departing rival, and brushes his hair back, as the camera leads to the...
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 5, 2007 16:48:15 GMT -5
Match 2: Echo vs Andrew Williams - ACW Entertainment Title Match (Credit: Marshall King)
The lights dim as the synth pad kicks in, plunging the arena into darkness. Green laser lights circle the audience slowly in time with the noise of the synth, slowly picking up speed as the instrumental builds. Then as the guitar kicks in the lights flash in time, then flash red and green simultaneously as the clapping occurs. Immediately after, as the lead singer screams the opening words, the arena light come back on to reveal Andrew Williams, complete with Golden Tiger mask, with his arms spread. Mr. Kaito slowly walks out behind him.
As Williams makes his way to the ring he slaps hands with nearby fans as Kaito gives him a motivational speech. He sprints quickly up the steps and vaults over the top rope, landing on the middle ropes in the corner. Williams raises his arms above his head before slowly removing his mask and handing it to Mr. Kaito. He then steps through the ropes, which he repeatedly runs between before rolling his shoulders in preparation of the start of the match.
The lights dim as Perish by Moi dix Mois plays, as a wave of a blue light as Echo makes her way from the back, and heads to the ring, with the Entertanment title on her shoulder. She climbs up onto the apron, as she turns her back to the ropes, and leans back, looking up at the ceiling. She then slides through the ropes as she removes her niqab, and gives her belt over to the ref. Both Williams and Echo walk to the middle of the ring as the ref shows them both the title and raises it up in the air. He then gives it to the timekeeper, as Williams extends his hand to Echo. Echo takes Williams' hand, and shakes it as the bell rings.
They both get into a collar-and-elbow tie up and Williams flings Echo to the ground with a hiptoss. Echo gets up and ducks a clothesline from Williams. She turns around and delivers a Dropkick to Williams' left knee. Williams gets down on his knee as Echo connects with another Dropkick, this time to Williams' face. Williams flops to the ground as Echo gets on top of Williams and hits him with some elbows to the head, as Williams' does his best to shield himself from the elbows. The ref counts to four as Echo gets off, and walks to the farest corner as Williams gets up. Williams gets up as Echo charges at him, going for the Take 2 Nap, but Williams takes ahold of Echo's foot and slams her down hard to the mat with a Leg Lift Spinebuster. Williams still has a hold of Echo's leg, as he turns her over and locks in a single leg crab. Williams gets the half crab locked in for a while, but Echo reaches for the ropes. Williams then lets go as he waits for Echo to get up.
Echo, very slowly, gets up on one leg, as Williams takes her and connects with a snap suplex. Williams gets up and takes Echo up with another snap suplex. Once again, Williams takes Echo up and strikes Echo's damaged left leg. Echo gets on her knee as Williams picks Echo up on two legs and hits her with a Enzugiri. Williams cover Echo, barely a two count. Williams gets up as he takes Echo up and whips her to the ropes, and as she comes to him, connects with a hip toss. Williams covers, but just a two count. Williams then waits in the nearby corner, as Echo gets up. Williams walks to Echo and takes her by the head, but Echo hits Williams in the face with an elbow strike. As Williams turns away, Echo runs to the ropes, and rebounds to Williams, hitting him with the Take 2 Nap. Williams falls like a ton of bricks as Echo covers him, but just a two count. Evho then takes ahold of Williams right arm and locks him in a Fujiwara Armbar. Williams foot just makes it onto the ropes as Echo breaks the hold. Echo takes a hold of Williams' head and gets him up, as she kicks him in the gut, and rebounds of the opposite ropes and connects with the Gleaming Megus. Echo covers, almost a 3 count!
Echo then waits for Williams to get up as he does, Echo hits Williams with a Shotei palm strike, but Williams powers Echo down to the mat with a hard forearm right across the chest. Williams waits as Echo gets up into the sitting position as he runs to the ropes in front of Echo, and and connects with the Kaito Knee Strike. Williams covers, Almost a three count! Williams was almost the Enterainment Champ! Williams and Kaito look at each other, in disbelief. But, Williams doesn't seem to know this, Echo is getting up, as she Gets up on her feet, a bit staggery from her her leg and the Kaito Knee Strike. Kaito signals for Williams to focus on the match, as Williams turns around as Echo hits Williams with the Perdition’s Edge. Echo covers, close call! She almost retained! Echo then takes Williams by the hair, as Williams staggers. Echo then raises her right elbow, but Williams breaks free, and jumps onto the second rope turnbuckle and hits Echo with Sankakugeri! That shot echoed (pun intended) throughout the entire arena! It may have taken out Echo for the three count, but it looks like Williams took everything he had in him to do that! The ref starts up the count
1!
2!
3!
Echo and Williams lay on the mat. They haven't budged.
4!
5!
Williams gets onto his hands as Echo takes a hold of the bottom rope.
6!
Echo climbs up onto the second rope, as she gets up on her feet
7!
Williams gets up onto his feet. Both Echo and Williams are on noodle legs as Williams walks over to Echo and kicks her in the gut. Williams gets Echo in a butterfly lock, he's going for the Tigerbomb! Williams throws Echo onto his shoulders, but NO! Echo drives both her elbows into Williams head and falls backwards, connecting with the Lacrimosa! Kaito can't believe it! Echo goes to cover Williams. She gets the three count!
Winner - Echo
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 5, 2007 16:48:47 GMT -5
Segment: Preparations and Discussions (Credit: Senator)
The Dwight Gym is currently in a state of turmoil, as the old members have recently cleared out, and the administrators are in the process of finding new prospects to train. At the moment, however, it is still being used as the main ACW training facility, and as such, Steve Phillips is seen speaking to head trainer "Textbook" Tim Dwight, outside the ring.
The Senator: Tough times, though, I would think.
"Textbook" Tim Dwight: Yeah, I don't even have the time to wrestle anymore, too busy putting together the new class...I feel old as Methuselah, and my joints are as stiff as Rip Van Winkle's had to have been when he got up...
Senator: Teaches you to have put that off for as long as you did, eh, Tim?
Dwight: You do seem a bit, I don't know, a bit less affected...
Senator: I just try to block it out, and I know I have been an utter jerk over the last few months, so I have worked on controlling that a bit. Pain lingers, but I continue. It is utterly necessary for my career, for the Stable, and for the sake of ACW itself that I do so.
Dwight: I think you might have some head swelling as a chronic symptom from that Nuclear Option!
Senator: Hey, confidence is infectious, if you have it, you can instill it in others, and that is what I hope I can continue to do as long as I possibly can.
Dwight: It sure hasn't hurt your International Title reign.
Senator: No, it has not, and you know well how close I am to the record, two more weeks, and it shall be mine. Funny, I never set out to set that record, I merely wanted to get that belt off Blunderkiss, mainly.
Dwight: Things happen like that, don't they? Oh yeah, speaking of Thunderkiss, I think I've found the next TK...
Senator: One is well enough. You want to have two insane misogynistic steroid ridden scumbags running around the hallways here?
Dwight: Certainly not, but this guy, if I can get him here, will be the next big thing, trust me on that.
Senator: If you say so. So, have you found any new, ahem, wrestlers?
Dwight: Yes, of course, I think there'll be some excellent technicians in this class, if I can sign them, that is.
Senator: Good to hear. Now, I know I have one other thing I wanted to say...oh yes, the one reason I stopped by, originally.
Dwight: Which was...
Senator: The battle royale tonight, been quite a while since I have been in one of these deals. Just wondering if you had any advice.
Dwight: Since there's nobody gunning for your head, like Latino, or any total monsters out there, like Torak, I would say you have a good chance with your usual strategies. Not to say it'll be easy by any means, but that you'll fare well if you fight intelligently, and avoid needless confrontation.
Senator: You always say that!
Dwight: And that's why I'm still healthy, while you're on your last leg!
Senator: Well, I could have stayed in my office, if that is all the advice I am going to get!
Dwight: But then you would have missed out on the juicy info, and the old fashioned fellowship, you wouldn't want to have missed that, would you?
Senator: Truthfully, no, and thank you for taking the time. If nothing else, it is good to re-establish old connections and friendships, there are so few people who one can trust in this industry, or in politics...
Dwight: No doubt, there. Now go out there, and toss some suckers over the top.
Senator: Will do, sir.
The two old friends shake hands, and the Senator walks off, with just a bit more energy, and a definate sense of determination. Will this lead to victory later on? Stay tuned to find out!
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 5, 2007 16:49:23 GMT -5
Segment: “Judgement Day” Credit: T-Kiss
[We rejoin our show already in progress ...]
“Fast” Eddie Edison: This night has been spectacular thus far Max and I cannot wait for -
Voice *Interrupting*: REJOICE! REJOICE MY FRIENDS!
[Before Eddie can get his sentence out, a booming voice interrupts not only him, but the entire arena. The source of the problem is now entering the arena from the side of the stage with a microphone in hand, a source named SEYMOUR MCFADDEN! Last seen crashing through the timekeepers table thanks to Thunderkiss, he is back and no doubt is here to gloat about the current condition of the man he despises with a passion.]
“Fast” Eddie Edison: I thought TK kicked this guy outta here!
Maxwell McNally: Apparently it was only a temporary fix Eddie.
[Seymour continues his so called “righteous” journey to the ring much to the dismay of the fans who are already in arms trying to boo him right out of the building. His walk of defiance carries him right into the center of the ring where he addresses the crowd with a tone of arrogance.]
Seymour McFadden: Rejoice! Rejoice I say! The eye of the beast has been slain due to his misdeeds against humanity! He has been STRUCK DOWN by the heavens, just as I said he would be! Now that he is away, the true hand of righteousness will smite the rest of those who follow in his service!
[Seymour rolls underneath the bottom rope and pulls up the ring apron. Reaching underneath the ring, fans watch on with curiosity as he drags out a large knapsack.]
Fan 1: Is that thing moving?
Fan 2: I-I Think so!
Seymour McFadden: Tonight, I happen to have in my possession one of those very lost souls. The moment of truth is upon her! Wake! Wake you HARPY!
[Seymour takes the cover off his mystery object and the big reveal is in: it’s a woman all dressed up in the latest Thunderkiss gear. She is bound at the hands and the arms and is obviously in emotional trauma. Bearing down upon her, his spit splatters on his face as he asks her the one question that will determine her fate!]
Seymour McFadden: DO YOU REPENT?
Girl Thundermaniac: NO!
Seymour McFadden: Then BURN you witch! BURN!
[Seymour reaches back into the bowels of the ring and pulls out a gas canister. He pulls it out, flips the top and begins to pour gasoline all over the young woman!]
“Fast” Eddie Edison: Somebody has got to stop this! We need help out here!
Seymour McFadden *singing*: Thunderkiss likes the girls, young and clean, down in a bucket of gasoline!
[Drenched in gas, the young girl pleas for help but Seymour will hear none of it. He reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a lighter and holds it up towards the heavens where he proclaims -]
Seymour McFadden: I CLEANSE HER SOUL FOR YOU!
[Pulling the lighter down and towards the woman, the crowd watches on fearful for the horrors to come. However, their mood quickly changes to “enthused” as a third party has decided to crash Mr. McFadden’s party.]
Maxwell McNally: Its Zero hour for Mr. McFadden!
[The crowd reaction grabs a hold of Seymour’s attention causing him to look in the direction of the commotion. Now standing feet away is Entourage member Jay Zero, arms folded and looking none to pleased with Seymour.]
Seymour McFadden: What?! You are one of the demon’s allies! You will be slain by the word -
Zero *interrputing*: Save it for someone who cares.[/color]
[McFadden knows he has no chance against Zero and does the only proper thing - flee. Before Z can even lay a hand on him, he musters up enough energy to leap over the guardrail. Now running through the crowd, his voice continues to bellow his warnings.]
Seymour McFadden: HE IS COMING! HE WILL OPEN THE GROUND AND SEND YOU ALL TO HELL!
[Meanwhile, Zero helps the young lady to her feet and pulls her to safety.]
Zero: We need to get you some new clothes! May I interest you in a Jay Zero T-Shirt? [/color]
[And with that, order is finally restored - for now.]
Maxwell McNally: I’d like to think we’ve seen the last of McFadden but he certainly seems the persistent type.
“Fast” Eddie Edison: He may come off as being a man of faith, but let me tell you, what we saw tonight certainly contradicts that! He’s just as twisted as Thunderkiss ... only different! It’s as if he is the mirror image of TK ... the other side of the coin!
Maxwell McNally: Terrific comparisons Edison. However, what perks my interest, or perhaps curiosity, is just who is the “he” McFadden spoke of? “He is coming?”
“Fast” Eddie Edison: You’re guess is as good as mine, but I’m not doubting for an instant that will be the last time we hear about this.
Maxwell McNally: Agreed.
[FADE]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 5, 2007 16:49:47 GMT -5
Segment: The Lapse of the Space Time Continuum From the Extra Gravitational Pull, Or: Theory of Relativity My Ass (Credit: Hunter)
As we return from the commercial break, the fans are treated to an image that they had seen earlier in the evening: a shiny gold name plate simply reading "HUNTER." The boos are imminent, but the World Champion pays them no mind as the camera zooms out to show him in his full glory, walking down the hallway with a certain cocky air about him. Well, certain is a bad word. It's rather obvious what kind of cocky air he has to him, and with reason too. He is walking down a very familiar hallway, and soon thereafter, stops before a very familiar door. He does not bother knocking, and instead grabs the doorknob and pushes the door in...but it does not budge. He raises an eyebrow gently, and then tries again, but still the door does not budge. He repeats this process a few times, until the door flies open, with Chairman Gingerdude standing before Hunter, door in hand, a clear sense of annoyance on his face.
Ginger: What, Hunter?
Hunter: You've REALLY gotta stop locking that door.
Ginger: It's to keep you out.
Hunter: Considering we have a pre-scheduled meeting, I don't think that's really wise. Would you concur?
Ginger sighs, and then slowly pushes the door open and steps into his room. Hunter follows him in and closes the door behind him, and then props down in the chair before Ginger's desk. Ginger leans in his own chair behind the desk, folding his fingers carefully as he waits for the right words to come. But Hunter beats him to it.
Hunter: Now look, I know you want to congratulate me for a job well done. And I accept your congratulations. But honestly, I've been loved a wee bit too much recently, so I think you should coo---
Ginger: Hunter, do you know why I'm pleased with the result of your match back at Samhain?
Hunter answers wordlessly: he points to the title, and then spreads his arms in a Randy Orton-esque way. Ginger sighs.
Ginger: Because I don't particularly think that Dr. Starkweather was exactly one to...play along, shall we say, with the system.
Hunter: Oh?
Ginger: You've been champion before, you know how this all works. I needn't use any extra effort in getting you to do things for me, correct?
Hunter: Depends.
Ginger: Look, Hunter, I'll skip the theatrics for you, but the basic fact is this: you have to have a World Title defense at the November PPV. At that, you have to name the bloody thing.
Hunter: I'm still thinking about that one.
Ginger: Which?
Hunter: The name. I'm torn between a couple, but I feel that I know which will emerge victorious.
Ginger: And the defense?
Hunter: You'll let me choose it?
Ginger: For now. But within reason, Hunter. Gary, for instance, is not within reason.
Hunter: Who are you to doubt...
He stops. Cliches are above him.
Hunter: Right then.
Ginger: I'll give you until the 15th of this month. That's the last Meltdown before the PPV. You choose your opponent, and if the board approves, then we will all be rather happy.
Hunter: Why?
Ginger: Because, Hunter, the board will likely give title shots to people that you would rather not face.
Hunter: I'm not afraid of anyone, Ginger. But fine, if you want me to find my own person, I can do it. Anything else?
And with that, he turns around and leaves the room. Yes, he knows what he said. Yes, he realizes the rudeness and the strangeness behind this action. But the thing about Hunter is...he doesn't care. Ever. About anything except himself. Ginger knows this, which is why he treats this last action as nothing. He simply returns to his paper work.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 5, 2007 16:50:35 GMT -5
Match 3: The Senator vs. Jonny Hughes - ACW International Championship (Credit: Hunter)
And we're off, in the only friend vs. friend technical battle to have happened in a while. It started off with a brilliant display of reversals from both men, starting with Hughes grabbing Senator's leg after a failed kick and elbow smashing it. Senator then went for an enziguri, but Hughes ducked it and tried to pull Senator in for a sort of leg lock, but Senator kicked him away and rolled out of it, bounced off the ropes, and came back with a lariat, which Hughes ducked again. He then grabbed him for a German suplex, but Senator spun over onto him, landed on his feet, and picked him up in a gorilla press slam position. Hughes quickly dropped behind him and got him in a rear waist lock, and when he attempted another German suplex, the Senator stopped him with his feet, kicked forward, and used their combined weight to roll through into a rolling clutch pin...but Hughes kicked out at the two.
Following this incredibly impressive (and lengthy) string of reversals, the two men slowed down their offense ever so slightly, attempting to get in various submissions to weaken the other. Hughes attempted to work on the Senator's back, whereas the latter focused on Hughes' legs. For the most part, it was just submission after submission...until Hughes' inner self-worth kicked in, and he recalled that he was wrestling for the International Title. He promptly ducked an attempted lariat and grabbed the Senator for the Showpiece, which he made the first true striking attack of the match. He covered instantly, but Senator kicked out with a smile, sensing that it was now time for him to step up his game as well. He blocked a few punches and whipped Hughes into the corner, and then proceeded to nail him with a flurry of grumpy, old man knife edge chops!
After this, the two men went into a trading of various strikes, until eventually they started busting out their true A games. Senator quickly nailed a Capture Bomb, but sensing that this would not be enough, he promptly locked in the Tax Cut. Hughes struggled around briefly, but then was able to grab a nearby rope. He hopped up to his feet and ducked the Washington Lariat, and then proceeded to hit the Whiplash. He then climbed up to the top turnbuckle and signaled for the Ode to Dynamite and leaped off...only to have the Senator roll out of the way, clearly not planning on letting him complete this ode. The Senator then quickly charged in for the Shining Capitol, but Hughes grabbed Senator's leg and promptly lifted him up, setting him up for the Anaconda Vice. The Senator could feel him trying to lock it in, and so he quickly grabbed him and nailed him with a semi-modified Filibuster of immense power! He covered, but Hughes didn't have enough strength to kick out, causing the Senator to retain.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 5, 2007 16:51:17 GMT -5
Segment: Immaculate Lockedown? Credit: DiaVolo and Logan Locke
The arena sold out and filled with rabid fans that just can't get enough of the ACW action, is eagerly waiting for the show to move on. ACW comes back from commercial and the fans jump out of their seats and wave their signs around.
Babble babble bitch bitch Rebel rebel party party Sex sex sex and don't forget the "violence" Blah blah blah got your lovey-dovey sad-and-lonely Stick your STUPID SLOGAN in
The music continues to play as Raven walks out wearing a sexy business mini skirt and low buttoned shirt that leaved little to mystery. She bends over exposing her breast and spreads her legs as DiaVolo burst onto the ramp and slides through her legs. She holds his arm and the two walk down the ramp slapping hands with all the eager fans and even sign a few autographs.
Are you motherfuckers readyFor the new shit? Stand up and admit, tomorrow's never coming. This is the new shit. Stand up and admit. Do we get it? No. Do we want it? Yeah. This is the new shit, Stand up and admit.
He jumps up on the apron and grabs the top rope, flipping himself into the ring. He turns and holds the bottom rope up so Raven can walk through and when he turns and walks to the turnbuckle and climbs up, the fans cover him in cheers. He hops down as the lights go back on and he escorts Raven around the ring. He grabs a mic and waits for the cheers to die down before speaking.
DiaVolo: WOW! I love coming out and hearing that. I missed it last week when I was not present for Meltdown and I would like to apologize to you guys for that. After the physically grueling match with Rena, me and Raven needed some time off so she could finish healing and I could rest up. ONCE AGAIN in my match with Rena I proved the evil NEVER wins, and good will always prevail! Only good things can happen when you walk completely on the right side of the line. Speaking of right, me and Raven would like to announce the next week on Warfare we will be having our wedding LIVE in front of all of you! There is still lots of planning so I’m going t…………………………………………………………………………………………………….
YOU ARE OFFICIALLY ON………LOCKE DOWN!!!!
Smoke fills the entrance way as Mercy Drive "Burn My Light" plays on the speakers. Logan Locke walks arrogantly through the smoke wearing his signature sunglasses and flashing his million dollar smile. He stops and looks around and then he raises his arms shoulder high and to the side. The fans can not believe what they are seeing. A ghost has risen in ACW in the form of Logan Locke! They explode with cheers as he then points to the entrance as Kelly Angel comes out getting the male fans going! They walk to the ring and Logan slowly climbs the stairs and ducks in between the ropes and then sits on the middle rope to allow Kelly to climb in. DiaVolo just staring at Logan not sure if he should be mad that he was interrupted or shocked the Logan is here. Kelly goes and gets a mic for Locke which he takes in his hand. He takes of the sunglasses off and looks around before putting the mic to his mouth and tilting his head back,
Locke: FINALLY THE LOCKE HAS COMEBA………….wait, wait, wait, that’s not what I say…..LADIES AND GENTLEMEN YOU ARE OFFICIALLY ON LOOOOOOOOOOOOCKE DOWN!
The crowd pops loudly for this with some laughs for his “mistake”
Locke: That’s right boys and girls Logan Locke has returned to ACW!!! Now most of you are probably wondering where I have been all this time....well don’t worry about. Because I am back now and better than ever! There was a time a few months ago I thought I would never return to wrestling. However first I realized that I could not do that to you fans. I sat at home watching ACW and you know what I saw? PURE BORINGNESS! The times I wasn’t sleeping while watching it I was thinking about ways to make the pain stop. There is nothing going on here! NO ONE stepped up and took my spot as the guy who doesn’t just walk the line; he walks right across the danm line! No one stepped up said fuck the rule, fuck the guidelines, and especially fuck the censors! That is the first reason I came back, to bring ratings up by being the edgiest wrestler in the business. The second reason is quite simple; I did accomplish a lot in my time here however I never got ANY gold. And I want gold, and lots of it!
DiaVolo: Umm Logan? I'm glad your back but any particular reason you interupted me?
Logan: DiaVolo! I thought you'd never ask! There is a reason and that reason is that this statement affects you directly! When I look at you I see potential. I see a man who has alot of big upsets under his belt, a beautiful girl, and a fan base only out done by my own. In other words...potential. The thing you lack is ATTITUDE! You act like a priest, "good will always win if you have faith" What the fuck is that? I want to help you untap your potential and become the great superstar you can be.
DiaVolo: And what do you get out of this?
Logan: I get a partner. Someone to watch my back. Someone to make sure that I don't get screwed while trying to get gold. And you get the same thing! And who knows, maybe one day we'll be tag champs!
DiaVolo: Well you came to the wrong place. I dont think we'd work good as a team. And in case you haven’t noticed, the tag division is closed down. No more titles.
Logan: Right now they are. But if we give people a reason to watch, more teams will arise, ACW will be FORCED to bring back the tag titles. What do you say partner?
DiaVolo: I don’t think so Logan.
Logan: How about this? Next week Logan Locke makes his return match in a tag team match. You as my partner and we’ll take on ANY two opponents?? See how we work together.
DiaVolo thinks for a minute and then starts pacing around the ring. Fans are chanting for him to accept Logan’s offer.
DiaVolo: LADIES AND GENTLEMAN,MY FATE IS IN YOUR HANDS! You decide right now, who wants to see me and Logan Locke team up???
The crowd explodes with cheers and most people jump from their seats spilling drinks and dropping food. DiaVolo turns and shakes hands with Logan signifying this as an official partnership. Logan walk out of the ring but DiaVolo grabs his arm.
DiaVolo: Hey Logan, we’re not using “Immaculate Locke Down” as our name or the deals off.
Logan laughs as “This is the new shit” comes on the loud speaker and the two men walk out together with Raven and Kelly Angel leaving the fans speechless.
Logan: How about this? Next week Logan Locke makes his return match in a tag team match. You as my partner and we’ll take on ANY two opponents?? See how we work together.
DiaVolo thinks for a minute and then starts pacing around the ring. Fans are chanting for him to accept Logan’s offer.
DiaVolo: LADIES AND GENTLEMAN,MY FATE IS IN YOUR HANDS! You decide right now, who wants to see me and Logan Locke team up???
The crowd explodes with cheers and most people jump from their seats spilling drinks and dropping food. DiaVolo turns and shakes hands with Logan signifying this as an official partnership. Logan walk out of the ring but DiaVolo grabs his arm.
DiaVolo: Hey Logan, we’re not using “Immaculate Locke Down” as our name or the deals off.
Logan laughs as “This is the new shit” comes on the loud speaker and the two men walk out together with Raven and Kelly Angel leaving the fans speechless.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 5, 2007 16:52:08 GMT -5
OTA Segment “Thunderkiss: The Real World. Part 2" Credit: T-Kiss
[Moments ago, in two different realities, lighting struck two men bonded together as creator and creation at exactly the same time. The result: Thunderkiss now resides in our own, confused and frightened at the same time. Not a patient man by any means, TK wants answers and he wants them now. Since Ken is the only person in front of him, Thunderkiss places the burden upon him to come up with some. Unfortunately for Ken, he is just as perplexed.]
Thunderkiss: And who are YOU?
Ken: Th-Thunderkiss?
Thunderkiss: Yes stupid, I know my own name thank you. Again, where the fuck am I and who are you?
Ken: Oh man, I cannot believe this. I have to be dreaming.
[Ken walks up to TK and gives him a nice solid poke in the chest. His finger pushes into TK’s biceps and the cold reality hits him that his hypothesis was incorrect. Knowing TK better than anyone in the world, he panics and quickly puts some distance between him and the big man.]
Ken: Sorry! Ok, so this isn’t a dream. And you are very, very real - standing right here in my computer room.
Thunderkiss: Did you KIDNAP me?!
Ken: Nononononono! Look, just like you I have NO idea how you got here, but I can answer your first question.
[TK raises an eyebrow]
Thunderkiss: Well you better get talking because I’m running out of patience.
Ken: You might want to have a seat for this.
[Ken rolls the computer chair away from his desk and makes a “sit down” gesture toward his creation. TK looks away from the chair and folds his arms.]
Ken: Ok .... maybe not then.
[He takes a deep breath and nervously brushes his hair back.]
Ken: My name is Ken and I live ... uh... here, in what I guess you would call the “real world”.
Thunderkiss: Real world? Are you wacko, jack?! Of course this is the real world!
Ken: Well, I guess I can see how you believe your world to be real one, and well maybe, perhaps it is. I have no clue at this point. The best way I can put this to you is that you are in a totally different reality right now.
Thunderkiss: Oh yes, this tiny man is a wack job alright. Look, I’m getting the hell out of here right now and you’re going straight to jail for kidnaping.
Ken: WAIT!
[Thunderkiss begins to walk out of the computer room so that he can search for the front door. Realizing what the repercussions of letting TK walk out of his door and into the world just may be, Ken quickly tries to stop him and he thinks he knows just how.]
Ken: You’re name is Aiden Joseph, former of Las Vegas. Growing up, all you ever wanted was fame and fortune but your wishes always seem so very far away due in part to your abusive mother.
[TK’s eyes widen in disbelief. He shakes his head back and forth a few times before unleashing his anger in the only way he knows how. He grabs Ken by the neck and easily lifts him up off the floor; his head almost touching the ceiling.]
Thunderkiss: How.... How do you know that?! Nobody knows that, NOBODY! Who told you!
Ken: Because I *GAK* ... wrote it!
Thunderkiss: QUIT PLAYING WITH MY HEAD!
[TK tightens his grip and Ken becomes panicked. Now regretting he created such a monster, he wishes he could have come up something milder & tiny like Jake Cheng instead (zing!). If only he could get him to listen to reason for a few minutes, perhaps he somehow could back up his words. Mustering up every ounce of air he has left in his lungs, Ken pleas to TK.]
Ken: Le-t.... me show *COUGH* you! PLEASE!
[Thunderkiss looks Ken in the eye long enough to know he is telling the truth, or at least he thinks he is. With more questions than answers at the moment, he’d rather take his chances listening to the ramblings of a crazy man than to try to figure it out by himself. He releases his grip around Ken’ neck causing him to crash onto the floor. Ken quickly scurries to his feet and frantically reaches over to the computer table.]
Ken: Just look!
Thunderkiss: Oh don’t tell me you are one of those internet jerkoffs who has nothing better to do all day than type rumors about me.
Ken: Well, I guess wont argue about the internet jerkoff part, however, I don’t spend my time typing rumors TK. I do this instead...
[He clicks his mouse, rises from his chair and motions for TK to look at the screen. He reluctantly does so.]
Thunderkiss: What’s this...? This isn’t our website. Rules? Staff? The hell?
Ken: This is where you come from. Its where you ALL come from.
Thunderkiss: I come from some ACW game that some people who have too much free time on their hands made?! What a load of bullshit!
Ken: You think so? Fine, read this.
[Ken opens up Microsoft Word and pulls open a word document labeled “promos”. He scrolls down halfway down and backs up from the computer.]
Thunderkiss *reading aloud*: It was a cold day, snow trickling from the sky in complete calmness. I watched Joe pull out of the school parking lot and I trailed him, trailed him to the perfect spot. I kept focusing on his rearview mirror, watching to see if he spotted me.
[He leans away from the computer and turns his back from it all. His hand runs down his face as he tries to think of a plausible explanation for this but cannot find one.]
Thunderkiss: Nobody was there. There is no way anyone could have known this. It’s not possible!
[Believing he has finally figured this mess out, he spins back around and looks Ken dead in the eye...]
Thunderkiss: I’m dead, aren’t I?
Ken: Well, no, because I’m not dead either.
Thunderkiss: Then ... are you God?
[Ken facepalms]
[TO BE CONTINUED]
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