Monday Night Warfare 3rd December 2007

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Monday Night Warfare 3rd December 2007

Schedule of Matches:
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Andrew Starr vs Shikari

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DiaVolo vs Jason Freeman

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Adrian Flamingo vs XS3

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Jay Zero vs Alicia Kitsune

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The Senator vs Jon Taylor

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[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

IT’S CHRRRRIIISSTMA-

Oops, my apologies. We’ve still got December to get through, which means 24 days to finish the shopping, order in more food than an entire army could eat in a week, and brace yourselves for the impact of having your relatives over to stay.

In the meantime, let’s swing on by the ACW arena, and see what’s goin’ down in groove town, eh?

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: We Will Rise!

Credit: Jay Zero and Andrew Starr

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We now cut to another backstage area, finding two members of Entourage, the group that has nearly seen it all but the Heavyweight Gold lately. Andrew Starr stands tall at 6’0” alongside Jay Zero, the ACW Light Heavyweight Champion. Starr is in his ring attire with his normal sleeveless Children of Bodom shirt on, and his long black pants. Jay on the otherhand is going for a more casual look with faded blue jeans, a new Jay Zero “Are You Black and Blue?” t-shirt, and a leather jacket over that. Immediately, Jay Zero takes the center stage.

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Zero: Hey everybody! I don’t know if you saw—but let me take you back to last Thursday, ‘k? [/color]

And now, Jay Zero will try and paint us a picture of the scene.

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Zero: It was the main event! A spectacular one at that! Your favorite! The sexiest, hardest working, most entertaining champion ACW has ever seen! Jay Zero! Verses….that World Champion—or whatever, Hunter. The entire ARENA was CHANTING! MY! NAME! And then when that hard-headed moron hit everything in the books on me, he STILL couldn’t put me out! It was just a matter of time before I lifted him onto my shoulders, walked around a bit just to taunt him, and slam his neck straight down onto the mat, shattering it to pieces! But then that no good Jonny Hughes had to come and ruin the plan! He needed to save Hunter’s ass from the humiliation! [/color]

Jay shakes his head, but then starts to smile as he looks over at Starr.

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Zero: But no need to fret, right Starr? [/color]

Starr: Haha, no chance in hell Z.

Zero: And—why exactly is that? [/color]

The wickedness of Jay’s smile right now says that he’s up to something.

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Starr: Because this Thursday begins what will surely end in Hughes being about ten pounds lighter. Not only am I taking him on one-on-one, but I am going to send him a message. A special message I've saved for only the most special of my opponents. Be ready Hughes, you're going to meet one focused man. Zero, you know why Hughes should be prepared, should begin to feel in the pit of his stomache that he WILL be losing the title?

Zero: Oh, no question there! This Thursday…Hughes gets YOU! [/color]

Starr rubs his palms together in delight as Jay gently laughs. He adjusts his Light Heavyweight title around his waist and turns towards the camera again.

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Zero: So Jonny, next time you decide to pull the horns of a saint like me, think again! Because once you get in the ring with Starr here, you’re going to learn the definition of pain! You’ll learn the definition of Entourage’s spirit and intensity! You’ll learn the definition, of sweet revenge! [/color]

Starr: Hughes, you are now my main focus. You will be the thorn in my paw until I get what I want. I want that title. And it will be mine.[/color]

Zero: Oh that’s right Hughes! My man Starr here isn’t playing around! He knows what he wants now! Before, it was blurry! He wasn’t sure what he was doing! Going for Yoko? Pft, nah! This man right here is a former tag champion! A former Light Heavyweight Champion! But most importantly, he was never a former Entertainment Champion! Why? Because he, like many of you people out there didn’t see the light!

Most of you are just blind! Blind with hate, blind of justice, blind of faith, or just flat out ignorant! But people like Starr here…some of you just didn’t see your calling quite yet! Andrew has finally decided it is time to add that next thing onto his resume! He has seen the light on his future, and let me tell you Jonny Hughes, it’s going to be a GOOD ONE! Not for you particularly, but for THIS man standing beside me! ‘Cause I can see it! I can see his future right now, and let me tell you! Right now, I see this man walking out as a winner! I see this man walking out as a champion! I see THIS. MAN. –walking out as the NEW Alpha Championship Wrestling Entertainment Champion! [/color]

Jay is heard breathing heavily after that long, fast paced rant he just went on.

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Zero: And trust me Hughes, there isn’t much time before this picture becomes reality! Because THIS THURSDAY! This Thursday is your wake up call once you fall victim to Andrew Starr Lariat, and lay helpless for the ONE! TWO! THREE! [/color]

After Jay is finished talking, there’s a short moment of silence in the area before Starr takes the spotlight.

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Starr: Hunter and Hughes. Quite possibly the two most heavily long winded... and loud mouthed... members of the Senatorial Stable. Seperated, you two are almost too much to take the time of day to pay attention to. But together, we are in for a Triple H-esque speech about who knows what. Hughes, you are my target, the Entertainment Title is my target. Hunter, you decided you needed to puss out and interject your match last week with Hughes there. Sure, you can have matches without help from your stablemates, but when you come across someone who you feel even slightly threatened by, you resort to the use of your cronies. Thats right, I said you are threatened by Zero. Hell, even you said it last week. You also said that I'm not worth paying attention to seeing how my record hasnt been so hot of late. Hell, look at what I did to Dan on Thursday. Watch what Im gonna do to Shikaki tonight. You'll see whats going down.

Speaking of Shukuku, Shikari, whatever the hell its name is, it appears that I am supposed to “wrestle” it tonight. There is no wrestle in the monster, that poor excuse for a human. He walks around, hiding behind that mask. Using someone else to speak for him cause he cant muster the brain power to do it himself. Tonight, its gonna be an all out brawl. No wrestling ability used, no caution. Him and I, we are similar in one aspect. We used our muscles to kick our opponents when they least expect it. Only problem is, while he is still pulling back for that punch, I'll have executed seven moves, and still have time to rest in the corner. Of course, this will be a slugfest, and by the end of the match, I will stand victor. I will bring the monster to his knees and make him cry.[/color]

Zero: That’s right! When you go out there Starr, I want you to snap Shakira’s head off with that lariat! I want him to suffer! I want you to send a message to Jonny Hughes, Hunter, The Senatorial Stable, ACW, the World, and the entire GALAXY! –Because as of late, some people haven’t been taking Entourage too seriously. And all of those nonbelievers need to be converted! They all need to open their eyes---and see what Entourage really looks like! [/color]

Starr: Oh, no worries there bro. Once I finish up with Shitaki, show him the muscle side of my bicep, and send him back to the Ozarks where he came from, it will be Hughes' turn. Hughes will have his head rip from its cavity, graphically illustrating the picture that’s been running through my head all week. One quick whip into the ropes, and a powerful hit from my forearm, and you will indeed be stuck to the mat. For good.[/color]

Zero: Good! And as for you Hunter---don’t you think you’re getting off nice and easy. I’ve beaten you before and I’ll sure as hell do it again. But this time—it means something more to me. Now you have “the” title! Now you have the top prize in ACW. Guess that makes you the top dog, eh? Heh, funny how shit like that happens. Whatever, what I’m trying to say is, I want a rematch. There! There it is! Nice and simple, I’m just laying it out there! But this time, I don’t want any interference by some lackey of yours. But what I do want is that World Heavyweight title of yours up on the line! Have you got the guts? Heh, well let’s just wait and see. Be sure to watch tonight against Alicia, ‘k? But right now, I gotta go, and Starr---so do you. You got a match coming up next. [/color]

Starr: Lets do this Z. Show everyone what we can do, who we are. And Shikari, if you happen to be watching this... and perhaps comprehending it... I have one question for you. Walking into this match, will these be your last steps?[/color]

Starr smirks and steps back, allowing Zero to make one final statement.

Zero: Just think about my challenge Hunter---and be a man… [/color]

Jay smirks into the camera as Starr starts stretching his arms out in the background. The scene fades out.

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[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Radio Taylor
Credit: Jon Taylor

It is Saturday 1st December; the setting is a local radio station not far from the arena where ACW Warfare is held every Monday. Today Jon Taylor has agreed to go live on radio and answer fan's questions. The radio station is called TalkPW FM - which stands for Talk Professional Wrestling. Taylor can be seen sitting opposite the radio DJ, he is wearing casual clothes, and has a large microphone positioned in front of him. A short commercial finishes, and the DJ looks ready to introduce Taylor and start this section of the show.

Howard Jones | Radio DJ

Welcome back everyone, and just to remind you are, you are listening to Howard Jones live on TalkPW FM! What a cracking show we have lined up for all you wrestling fans today, I can guarantee each and every one of you will not be disappointed! Now, time to introduce my very special guest for this week's phone-in. Some of you may know him from his exploits in local wrestling company Alpha Championship Wrestling, with a record of 6 wins and 2 losses since his debut in ACW he is sure to be a huge star in the future - he likes to go by the nickname of "Mr. Wrestling"...it is of course Jon Taylor!

Taylor leans closer to the microphone, Jones looks to be pleased to have him on the show.

Howard Jones | Radio DJ

Now, for those of you new listeners how this part of the show works is, you all take control! This is the part where you get to ask the questions and you get to get the answers you have always wanted! So without further ado, caller one are you there?

Jones presses a button which has a one on it.

Unknown | Caller one

Hello.

Howard Jones | Radio DJ

Could you tell us what your name is?

Unknown | Caller one

Rich Culture

Howard Jones | Radio DJ

Now, Rich - what question would you like to ask Jon?

There is a pause from the caller for a moment.

Rich Culture| Caller one

Jon, how does it feel to be doing so well in your ACW career, even though you have only been there a short while, you have already had considerable success.

Jon Taylor | Mr. Wrestling

Well as you'd think, it feels great. I have been here for about 2 months now, and to only have 2 losses in 8 matches is great. I have only been pinned once in my entire time here, and I hope it can continue this way. It has been a big step up from the Indies, and if I’m honest with you I am slightly surprised with my success so far. I think one of the key reasons of why I have been able to adjust to competing at this level so quickly is my preparation. I value each stage up to and after a match, I think it's important to make the effort in training, scouting and resting when needed. Some people believe that you should only have to put the effort in during a match, but I believe by preparing for my opponents in this way it puts me at an immediate advantage.

Jones looks pleased at the response from Taylor.

Howard Jones | Radio DJ

Thanks, Rich. Right, onto to Caller two - Andrew are you there?

There are a few moments of silence, following by crackling.

Andrew Morris | Caller Two

H..[crackle]..i.

Howard Jones | Radio DJ

Sorry, are you still there?

Andrew Morris | Caller Two

Yes I am.

Howard Jones | Radio DJ

Great, so what do you want to ask Jon?

Andrew Morris | Caller Two

Jon, some people have described you as one of the fastest uprising newcomers in recent times, do you agree with this?

Taylor takes a moment or two before answering.

Jon Taylor | Mr. Wrestling

Well it's flattering to be thought of like that, but I don't really see it like that. Im just a competitor doing what he likes to do best - compete. I see a lot of the people here slacking off, getting pissed the day before a match and generally just fucking around - to see that just upsets me. I mean, they are given the opportunity to succeed by being signed. Yet they don't take advantage of this. They turn up on the day of a show less than 100%, put on a sloppy match and then wander why they are held back. The reason why I am advancing up the ranks as quickly as I am is because I can be assed to put the effort in, Im not the sort of person who will waste an opportunity. I am grateful to even be apart of this company, and by putting my all in 24/7 I am just repaying the fans for their support, and management for having enough faith in my abilities to sign me to a contract.

Jones looks pleased with Taylor's reply, and even has a smile on his face.

Howard Jones | Radio DJ

Thanks, Andrew. On to our third and final caller - Dan, are you there?

Dan Matthews | Caller Three

Hey.

Howard Jones | Radio DJ

So what would you like to ask Jon, Dan?

Dan Matthews | Caller Three

Jon, this week on Warfare you finally get to have a singles match with Senator Steve Phillips - what are your thoughts?

Taylor takes a few moments to think before replying.

Jon Taylor | Mr. Wrestling

Well obviously I am very much looking forward to the match. It will be an honour to compete against Senator, someone whom I hold much respect for. This is a match I have been looking forward to since I was first signed, and having already competed against him in a tag team match, it only fuelled my hunger for this match. I know im going to be the definite underdog going into this match, and it's not surprising considering Senator is the longest reigning International Champion, however I still believe if I prepare myself properly for this match, and from my previous experience in facing him for a short amount of time in our tag team match, I may be able to pull off an upset. As I have said previously, if you're going to think you're going to lose then you may as well not try, at least thinking I can win I have a chance against a very tough opponent.

Howard Jones | Radio DJ

Well that's the end of the Howard Jones show on TalkPW FM. I'd like to say a big thank you to Jon Taylor for coming onto the show today, and big thank you to all the callers who contributed to the show. Goodbye, and remember to tune in at the same time next week!

A short jingle plays.

Fade.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Think you know it all? (Credit: Shikari)

John Kidman is striding down one of ACW's many halls, passing past the busy workers and crew who all avoid him. He powers past some crew knocking them flat on there back and sending some coffee onto papers. He opens up a set of wooden doors and enters the ACW restaurant. Some ACW stars are sitting on chairs eating while security keeps fans out the ACW employees area. John pushes straight past the guards and sits down next to Shikari, who is eating a pie and grunting.

JK: Is that pie good, son?

Shikari looks up and grunts at John.

JK: Nice, although I heard that winners get seconds!

Shikari looks up.

JK: You see, we can't settle for taking Eddie Edison's pie. We deserve better then those other losers, and tonight you will prove it by beating Andrew Starr.

Suddenly Kevin Anderson runs in and sits down next to Shikari, who promptly pushes him to the floor. Kevin gets up and grins.

The Scoop: Ha ha, we’re like a happy family!

John simply sighs.

JK: What the **** do you want?

The Scoop: I just want to talk to Shikari!

The view zooms in on Shikari's face.

In Shikari’s head: What the **** does this guy want, I hate him.

Shikari points to the chair next to John.

The Scoop: Don't mind if I do!

JK: So, ask me anything.

The Scoop sits down.

The Scoop: Actually I want to talk to Shikari!

JK: SHIKARI DOES NOT TALK YOU FRICKIN IDIOT!

The Scoop: Well, how does it feel for you after Shikari lost to Jon Taylor. I felt Jon fought better!

JK: Fought better? He got a Lucky move in, that's all.

The Scoop: And how do you feel about Shikari's match tonight? Starr is the predicted winner you know.

JK: Don't believe the hype.

The Scoop: Well I thought you would lose to Jon you know.

John's face goes red and he slams a fist on the table.

JK: I don't give a **** what you think you poxey interviewer. You are not a wrestler, just some guy who thinks he knows it all. Starr probably thinks he knows it all, but he does not. He has no idea what is coming at him.

The Scoop: Many say you are obsessed with Shikari's career, I would also like to know your feelings on your short streak.

JK: No comment and I couldn't care less.

The Scoop: I think you are scared, are you?

JK: Of what, a stupid goth like Andrew?

The Scoop: Well Slayer are…

But Shikari cuts him off with a right hook.

JK: That's my boy!

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[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 1: Andrew Starr vs Shikari (Credit: TK)

..::ACW::.. ANDREW STARR VS. SHIKARI ..::WARFARE::..

-* Tale of the Tape, brought to you by the ZERO ENERGY DRINK! Screw Thundergy! – Energy is so overrated! *-

Andrew Starr
Age: 29
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 250
Hometown: Kelso, Washington

Shikari “The English Hunter”
Age: 24
Height: 6'10"
Weight: 368 lbs.
Hometown: Sheffield, England

Lights quickly blink out, and the opening chords of “Are You Dead Yet?” by Children of Bodom blare through the Alphatron. Strobe lights blink in time with the bass of the song, primarily in time with the drummers strikes. The first scream from Alexi Laiho rings loud as the primary lights begin to come back on.

YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Main lighting flickers on and off along with the guitar riffs as the intro continues for a few seconds longer before leading into the lyrics. Several spotlights circle into center stage, where Andrew Starr is standing with his back to the crowd. His arms are flung outwards from his body, and head tilted up. Spinning around to face the ring, he taunts opponents and those in attendance as he makes his way to the ring. Starr reaches the ring by now and has rolled in. He cracks the joints in his neck, and jumps back and forth a bit to keep himself moving. The music dies out and Starr settles in ready to wrestle.[/center]

“Raining Blood” by Slayer starts playing and the lights dim. Once the guitar solo starts the lights turn blood red and Shikari makes his way to the ring. Once inside he rips off his hood.

~!~DING,DING,DING~!~

MATCH START: Shikari and Starr lock up in the middle of the ring and its not long at all until Shikari shows his true power by tossing Starr down to his back! Starr gets up and dashes at Shikari, but he side steps and comes back with a shoulder block counter! Starr gets turned the other direction in a hurry and Shikari combos with a big elbow drop! The big man reaches down and grabs Starr by the hair and pulls him up to his feet. He gives Andrew a big chop and then another. Finally a third chop sends Andrew down onto his back once again. Shikari leaps up for a big body splash to put it away early but Starr rolls out of the way and Shikari whiffs it. Starr is back up on his feet and he takes Shikari’s face and puts it into the canvas with a FALLING STARR to the back of his head! Starr with a pick up of his own but Shikari pushes him away and counters with a double hand throat thrust! The crowd boos as they watch Starr crumble onto the canvas gasping for air. Shikari could careless and instead goes on the attack by driving a series of stomps into his opponent’s body.

MATCH MIDPOINT: Starr leaps up at Shikari but gets caught up in a choke. Shikari flips it over to a choke bomb and then drops Starr like he was nothing! The big man covers but only gets two. Starr is lifted up to his feet and whipped into the far corner! Shikari runs in and begins to take him down with a flurry of punches, each landing harder than the next! The ref steps in between both men to stop the illegal closed fist maneuvers by Shikari. Shikari responds by grabbing the ref and pushing him away, almost getting him disqualified in the process. This leaves Shikari wide open for a BODY GUARDSLAM! It takes some effort by Starr but he manages to lift the big man up and back down to his back! Starr then leaps on top of Shikari and slaps on a chinlock. Starr does his best to keep the pressure on but Shikari begins to rise to his feet, taking Starr right up with him! As Starr dangles from his back, Shikari manages to reach around and yank him off and counters with a massive scoop slam! Shikari leaps down for another cover but once again gets two.

MATCH ENDING: Starr and Shikari enter the final stages of this match with an old fashioned test of will. They are in a strike contest as each men punches the other, just waiting for their opponent to fall. The unfortunate thing about this contest is that neither are doing that, and instead continue to beat each other’s brains in. The longer it goes on, the more apparent it is that Shikari is getting the upper hand. Even though Starr is getting his licks in, his legs are becoming very wobbly! As desperation sets in, he knows he has to do something and his mind finds the perfect solution. He takes one step back causing Shikari to miss with his last Strike. As his arm sails past Starr, Andrew sees an open target in front of him. He winds up and then unloads and finally hits a move that has not been seen very much such his return! STARR HITS SHIKARI WITH THE ANDREW STARR LARIAT! The big man stops dead in his tracks and then crumbles over backward like a falling tree! Starr leaps down and hooks his leg and the referee does the rest of the work!

ONE!

TWO!!

THREE!!!

WARFARE WINNER: ANDREW STARR!

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

The fans cheer for Starr’s fine performance, and Starr gets up on the turnbuckles, enjoying the moment. It quickly becomes clear, however, that the action is far from over. His eyes blazing, Kidman slides into the ring, and as Shikari tries to get his head straight and get up, his manager unloads a broadside of shocking verbal force.

Kidman: What…. was that? SERIOUSLY, what the FUCK was THAT?!

Shikari is still slightly dazed, but Kidman shows no leniency, and slaps his charge right across the face. Practically spitting nails, his tirade continues.

Kidman: The strong, silent type… that’s what I moulded you into. Silent you can apparently do, but strength? Would a real monster fail to crush a specimen as weak as your opponent? No! You disgust me, Shikari… all the time I’ve given you, all the training, and STILL you can’t take down a fourth-rate hanger-on?

Balanced on one knee, Shikari stares at Kidman; his expression is bottomless, his own eyes as still as a dead sea. This lack of reaction just seems to make Kidman even more furious, and in his rage he kicks Shikari in the ribs.

Kidman: Spineless, worthless golem! You are NOTHING! You are-

His words are strangled at birth; Shikari’s hand shoots forward as he abruptly stands, and slowly he lifts Kidman up until his toes are just barely touching the floor. Like so many of his type, his ego does nothing to help the situation. He sneers.

Kidman (rasping): Oh, so now you show some backbone? Don’t try to intimidate me, Shikari. I made you, and I am all you have. You’re unable to function alone. Now put me down.

Time hangs, suspended just like Kidman himself. Shikari continues to stare… and somewhere in the blackness of an unknowable mind, a tenuous thread snaps.

This is The End, pure and simple; Shikari almost throws Kidman up into position above his head, with a strength that comes only from the darkest places of the heart. Only now is Kidman afraid, and Shikari pauses just long enough for terror to engulf his mentor before slamming him down into the canvas with the sitdown scoop tombstone driver. The impact is such that everyone recoils, even Andy Starr who has seen more than his share of such events.

Kidman does not move, but Shikari does; the worst thing is that he still makes no sound as he rolls to his feet and begins battering his defenceless manager with kicks and stomps. Seeing that he’s aiming for the head, the ringside staff call at once for assistance, and security is scrambled from the back in record time. They surround the ring, but only one man enters; head referee Raymond Allen Fleming.

RAF sizes up the situation; Shikari seems not to notice anything around him. Judging that bawling the brute out will serve only to provoke him further, RAF looks to his right, and gives a signal to the timekeeper.

The ring bell sounds, three times, more slowly than would normally be the case. RAF’s hunch is right on the money; so conditioned is Shikari to that sound that he ceases his attack, and looks up as if awaking from a dream.

RAF: Shikari… Come with me, son.

He says it with a patient authority that brooks no argument. Shikari takes one more look at Kidman, who is by now totally motionless, and then makes his way to the ropes. Security flanks him as he makes his way up the ramp, and only when he’s been escorted to the back does RAF call in the EMTs.

Exiting the ring, RAF gets a well deserved cheer from the crowd, and a respectful nod from Starr. The fans are fairly certain that they won’t be seeing Shikari or his manager in an ACW right again any time soon… but they certainly won’t forget the manner of either’s departure.

Fade to a break.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Extinction (Credit: Hunter / Zero)

The scene slowly fades in, and yet again the entire screen becomes covered in a bright light. Only when the cameras zoom out does this light begin to disappear, and the fans find that it is coming from not only Hunter's ACW World Championship, but Jay Zero's ACW Light-Heavyweight Championship as well. The two men stand broad shouldered a few feet away from each other, avoiding all eye contact, instead choosing to look straight ahead at the figure before them. Ginger is sitting, fingers folded, behind his desk with a look of annoyance on his face. In so many words, little has changed. Ginger clears his throat slightly, but this does not particularly grab the attention of either man. He sighs, rolls his eyes for a moment, and then, after choosing his words carefully, begins.

Ginger: Why are so many people in ACW compelled to try to ruin good main events?

Hunter: Well, for starters---

Ginger: Rhetorical question, Hunter.

Hunter shrugs and returns to his original position.

Ginger: The two of you had a hell of a good match going: the best of the light-heavyweights and the best of the heavyweights wrestling in a terrific contest, and there could be only one winner...and then you go and ruin it by interfering.

Zero: Oh please! Hunter had Hughes interfere totally on his behalf! He knew he couldn’t take me down by himself! [/color]

Hunter: Hey fuck you man, I could take you down blindfolded!

Zero: Pfft—yeah, maybe if you had the rest of the Senatorial Stable in the ring with you! [/color]

Hunter makes a move towards him...

Ginger: Enough!

...and returns back to his original position yet again.

Ginger: I don't know why you two are so hell bent on picking each other apart, but damn it, I won't allow it to interfere with any of my main events!

Zero: Ging, please let this be what I think it is! [/color]

Ginger: That there will be a rematch, yes. The fans deserve it.

Hunter is clearly annoyed by this point while a smile on Jays face gets bigger.

Hunter: Fuck that, he hasn't done shit to---

Zero: Oh hell yes! Thank you! Finally it’s Jay Zero’s time to shine, BABY! Just imagine it! Light Heavyweight Gold over THIS shoulder, and the World Heavyweight Title over THAT shoulder! I’ll probably weigh 40 pounds more with all that gold on me! Hahaha! [/color]

Ginger: Well hang on, I didn't say that the match would be for the World Title.

Hunter's face lights up.

Ginger: Since I know full well that a rematch between the two of you would end with even more interferences, I've decided that at the last PPV of the year, Winter's Discontent, we will see the team of Hunter and Jonny Hughes take on the team of Jay Zero and Andrew Starr in a tag team match!

The fans pop for this announcement and, surprisingly, neither men react too negatively to it. It’s a different matter that catches Jay off guard.

Zero: Whoa, wait! What the hell?! He’s the CHAMPION, he HAS to defend it! [/color]

Ginger: Well don’t you worry about that, it’ll be taken care of. But you—you should be worrying about that Light Heavyweight title of yours. I think a defense is also in line.

Jay looks down and slaps his palm on it.

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Zero: Fine! But a tag team match, eh? Heh—eat your heart out Hunter, those former tag titles won’t do shit for you once you go one on one with the great one! [/color]

Hunter: ...fine, fuck it, I can kick his ass with anyone.

Zero: Dream on! You couldn’t kick my ass if I painted two bulls eyes on each cheek and waved it right out in front of you with a lead boot on! [/color]

Ginger: Take it outside!

Hunter comes up to the door and throws it open, pointing outside.

Hunter: Ladies first.

Zero: Oh of course, where ARE my manners? After you! [/color]

Ginger: OUT!

Both men shrug and walk up to the door, and then look at the entrance for a few moments. They then both squeeze through at exactly the same time and instantly turn away from each other, walking down opposite sides of the hallway. The door slowly swings shut, and Ginger rolls his eyes yet again, and then sighs. It sometimes amazes him how truly childish these people can be...

Fade Out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment – With Friends like These… (Credit: VorteX)

The scene opens up to a cascade of hills surrounded by woods lying underneath an ashen sky. The wind blows softly, and light rain is falls gradually soaking the earth. On top of one of these hills a man lies, his red hair cast asunder. The man gradually wakes up and rises to his knees surveying the scene around him.

Abel: Not this…not again.

Abel rises to his feet shakily and heads down the hill. Before he can get far the sound of a gun firing rips through the air, and Abel drops to his knees holding his shoulder.

Abel: Atrus! Show yourself you coward!

Another man now walks into view; about six feet tall and well built. A fire red cloak covers his entire body, and he is brandishing a large gun in his gloved hands. A top hat sits awkwardly on his head, and thin-rimmed glasses rest atop the bridge of his nose.

Atrus: Oh good, we finally get to play again!

Atrus kicks the downed Abel in his chest and puts another bullet in him. Abel cries out in pain and attempts to roll out of the way and down the hill, however Atrus stops his movement with one boot.

Atrus: It is a good thing you cannot die, unless he dies of course.

Abel: THEY won’t let him die.

Atrus: Alas, they want to get rid of you however.

Abel: Of course they want to get rid of me! I’m the only thing standing in the way of the Foundation taking over the world!

Atrus laughs heartily and kicks Abel in the midsection sending him flying down the hill to a rough landing. Atrus begins to skip down the hill and pulls a flying cartwheel in midair to put a little gusto into his merry trot.

Abel: If you can’t kill me without killing him and thus yourself, why are you trying in the first place?

Atrus: We need him to reject you. Much like a bad burrito at a low class restaurant, the body will naturally deal with you. It will reject you, and thus kill you without harming him or myself.

Abel: You tried this approach last time. Weakening and extracting my essence did nothing besides putting me in a different body.
Atrus: Ah! But this time, your only psychically linked to him, thus making you much weaker than you were before. If he rejects you this time, your life essence will expire. The Foundation made the mistake of simply transporting you before, in hopes that your newly created body would reject and kill you. We were wrong, and time goes on.

Abel: How did YOU survive though? I made sure my shots were carefully placed, enough to kill the man instantly!

Atrus: Exodus can work wonders if used in the right doses!

Abel: Damn it! You forced him to overdose! I should have known….

Atrus: Not ‘forced’. You should well know we cannot ‘force’ him to do anything. Coerce is more like it. After a series of upsetting events in his life, it was rather easy for me to slip in and coerce him to take the drug.

Abel: I’m not about to lie down and die for you, you know. The only limits to this place are what his mind can sustain. This means…I can get rid of you as easily as you can get rid of me.

Abel rises to his feet, looking very determined. The only signs of the gunshot wounds he suffered are the tears in his outfit, the actual wounds have healed. Abel reaches into his pockets and produces two 9mm’s.

Atrus: Time to take creative thinking to a completely new level!

The whole ‘world’ begins to morph as the scene fades to black.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: “Good Friends, BETTER Enemies” Credit: T-Kiss

Maxwell McNally: Folks we have just received word that Thunderkiss is going to make an unscheduled appearance in the ring in just a short minute.

“Fast” Eddie Edison: Any explanation why Max?

Maxwell McNally: None given Eddie.

“Fast” Eddie Edison: Strange, I didn’t think the STD convention was in town today ...

[As Max gives Edison a stern “bite your tongue” look, “God of Thunder” ushers in a no nonsense Thunderkiss tonight. The crowd reaction is as how its been over the past few months a mixture of boos and cheers, with the cheers having a decisive edge. Making a good pace to the ring, it is not long at all until TK makes his way inside where a now much wiser Phillip tosses him the microphone and exits as fast as he can.]

Thunderkiss: Well it seems just about everybody has it in for the Worldbreaker, doesn’t it? Well Army, tonight I came straight down here to the ring to let it be known that TK is doing alright. In midst of retirement and Entourage collapsing rumors, I thought you should hear it straight from the main mans own mouth that none of these things are true. However, make no mistake, adversity has reared its ugly head and I am fighting it on almost a daily basis. Just when I thought things in my life were finally looking up for good ol’ TK .. WHAM! ... I get a blade stuck right between my shoulders by my good friend, XS3. Well what can I say other than “well played.” You out thought the Worldbreaker and for that, you should get a small round of applause. Come on Army, why don’t you give XS3 a nice round of applause!

Kiss Army *chanting*: X-S-3 S-U-X *clap,clap,clap* X-S-3 S-U-X *clap,clap,clap* X-S-3 S-U-X *clap,clap,clap*

Thunderkiss: Well what can I say Matt other than you can lead a horse to water but you can’t make it drink! It appears my Army doesn’t believe you deserve such praise, and you know what? They are right! You deserve absolutely NOTHING! Every positive or notable thing you did was flushed straight down the toilet when you put that mask on, and every possible bright future for you was shattered the moment you betrayed me!

[Thunderkiss lowers his head for a moment as his own words cause him to relive the night Exemplar first attacked him. A bit shaken by the memory, his mind latches onto it and pulls it deep back down into his subconscious where he can only hope it will stay buried, but unlikely so. Ready to move on, he turns his head upwards once again and continues addressing the crowd.]

Thunderkiss: For those of you who do not know, XS3 has asked me to face him at Winters Discontent in a retirement match, for himself of course. Needless to say I accepted. His intent is to ride off into the sunset by defeating me, the man who he deems responsible for ruining his life. Well, I hate to rain on your parade Matt ... well ok I lied, I can’t WAIT to rain on your parade! Making you go out a loser will be a fitting end for your career! Everything you’ve done, everything you strived for has accounted for nothing! Your name will never be in the history books. Your name will never be remembered. Who is to blame for this Matt? Thunderkiss? No Matt, no. Look in the mirror Irvine, the only person to blame is YOURSELF. The “failed” artist is not just a good sounding nickname, its also the truth. Your whole life you have been a failure and to satisfy your jealously you lash out against those who are anything but!

[The crowd lets out a collective “ohh” as many believe TK is hitting below the belt.]

Thunderkiss: Jealously. It’s a strong word ...isn’t it? It can break friendships, wreck marriages and separate families. And in this situation, that’s exactly what it did. You are nothing but a jealous boy in a man’s body Irvine. You sat back and watched me become two time ACW champion while you had nothing to show for it. Even though I took you in while your life was in shambles and gave you a home, your jealously got the better of you. Even though you say otherwise, that is what made you an easy target for Seymour. Your childish jealousy overcame your heart and in the end, you became his puppet! Now Matt, I’m not a psychologist. I’m sorry you’re not right in the mind Matt. I don’t know how to deal with situations like these when someone’s not right in the head. All I am is a professional wrestler, and AS a professional wrestler, I can only do what I know to do - and that’s tear you apart. Come Winter’s Discontent, I’m going to beat some sense into you and I will have NO MERCY. Come Winter’s Discontent Matt...

[Thunderkiss runs towards the ropes and motions to the crowd to get ready.]

Thunderkiss: YOU’RE ... GOING ... TO ... GET ...

[He holds the microphone over the ropes outwards to the crowd. In unison they reply -]

Kiss Army: KIIIIIIIIIIIISSSSSSSSSSSEDDDDDDDD!

[Tossing the microphone over his shoulder, TK gives the camera a “come on” motion with both hands as if he was speaking to XS3 directly. In just a matter of a few weeks, enemies turned friends turned enemies will do battle for the last time inside an ACW ring. Without a doubt, each man will leave it all in the ring that night. When finished, the last chapter of this rivalry will finally be written and for one man it will not be a happy ending.]

[FADE]

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 2: DiaVolo vs Jason Freeman (Credit: Freeman)

The two competitors stare each other down for a minute before DiaVolo moves in and tries to hit Freeman with an eyepoke, and he succeeds, causing Freeman to bend over for a second, and DiaVolo to become amused. Freeman, however, doesn’t take too kindly to this, and he rushes forward for a clothesline, which connects. He begins to stomp on the fallen DiaVolo. DiaVolo quickly moves out of the way, and gets to his knees. As Freeman approaches, DiaVolo punches him in the ribs, before hitting a spinning neckbreaker. He tries to pin, but Freeman quickly gets out. DiaVolo runs forward, right into a BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIN CHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP! (Sorry, love that move). DiaVolo doesn’t actually get knocked down from the move, but he is stunned, as Freeman backs up in the ropes, before running forward into a running jump bicycle kick, which knocks DiaVolo down. Freeman goes for the cover….1….2…Kick out. DiaVolo (typing the capital V is very annoying, BTW), manages to stand up once again, and as Freeman tries to run for more offense, DiaVolo counters into a gutbuster, knocking the wind out of Freeman.

DiaVolo, now angry and hitting pretty hard, manages to surprisingly get some nice offense in in the middle of the match. A fireman’s carry to backbreaker into a leg drop from the top rope almost gets Freeman down from the count. Freeman tries to hit the Middle of Nowhere, but DiaVolo rolls forward, and Freeman stumbles into the turnbuckle. He turns around only for DiaVolo to hit him with a charging clothesline. Freeman stunned gets hit by a snap suplex powerslam pin, but manages to kick out at two. Freeman gets up once again, and DiaVolo tries to hit him with the S.T.F.D, but Freeman will have none of it, and manages to counter. He then manages to nail the Glory Driver out of nowhere, and almost gets the pin, but DiaVolo kicks out before three.

Towards the end of the match, Freeman is managing to perform very well, hitting a few big impact moves, but DiaVolo manages to hit a hurricanrana stunning Freeman. DiaVolo then nailed a devastating half nelson suplex. He almost got the pin but Freeman kicked out. DiaVolo then went up to the turnbuckle, looking for a double axehandle, but Freeman manages to get to his feet, run and springboard up into a mule kick! DiaVolo flipped off the turnbuckle, but Freeman grabbed his arm, pulled him to his feet, and pulled him towards him, while at the same time, spinning around him, grabbing him in a sleeper hold, and nailing the Middle of Nowhere, for the decisive win.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: He is Backed (Credit: Libertines)

*Time for heroes kicks in. Out comes the man most fans don't care about Libertines*

Libertines steps into the ring

Libertines:Hello ACW! Guess who's back?

No crowd reaction

Libertines:Well to the few that have forgotten me. Let me reminded you who the hell I am. My name is Libe......

Crowd then starts to chant boring

*Libertines has a sad look on his face*

Libertines:Shut up please. I'm trying to talk.

Crowd still chanting boring

Libertines:SHUT UP! Let me talk I know I've gone a while but at least I won't be gone half me time in ACW. Yes BK London I'm talking about you every week if it's not you ankle it's your back if it's not you back it's your knee. Hell BK London I bet you be out if it was just a broken toe nail.

Fans then start to boo

*Libertines has a little smile on his face now*

Libertines: Ha ha. I know what to do to get a little reaction out of all you dim witted people. Now you will let me talk. I've been gone for more then a year. Why some of you may ask, because I got sick and tired of being disrespected and I want some respect now. I bet that people are asking why did i come back well it's for two reason really. One is because I need money. I'm not going to lie and say it's because I miss all you fans and stuff like that. I could care less about you dumb asses. My second reason for coming back is because I never won a damn match in ACW but I blame that because i was never a singles wrestler. So now that I'm back all by myself. ACW will have a new person to fear in the singles division and his name is the Libertines.

Fans bored no crowd reactiton

Libertines: Damn! What do I have to do to get some respect mark my words to the fans to the boys backstage and to the higher ups. I will be respected. Why? Because I'm cool like that.

Fans wake up and start booing

*Time for heroes plays*

Libertines walks out telling all the fans **** you and telling them nasty things he did with their moms.

Fade.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: "And I RA-HA-HAN...I RAN SO FAR UH-WAY-HEY-HEY!" - A Prelude in One Act (Credit: Hunter)

As the scene slowly fades in, the fans are yet again treated to a shining bright light, and it does not take even the dumbest of people to realize that this light can only be coming from Hunter's ACW World Championship. Hunter himself chooses to cover the light this time, however, as he takes the opportunity to polish it yet again. By his side stands Kevin Anderson, ever the handsome devil, with a microphone in his right hand, his left too busy fiddling with his bow tie. After a moment, Hunter puts his special polishing handkerchief away, and Kevin ceases fixing his bow tie right on cue as a small red dot appears on his forehead. He clears his throat and turns slightly to Hunter, but still manages to maintain eye contact with the camera.

Kevin: Ladies and gentlemen, I'm here with the current ACW World Champion, Andrew Hunter. So, Hunter, earlier in the evening we heard that you and Jinny Hughes will be wrestling a match---

Hunter: Main event.

Kevin blinks.

Kevin: I beg your pardon?

Hunter: It's the main event. We'll be wrestled the main event of Winter's Discontent.

Kevin: Has that been announced?

Hunter: Not officially. But it's a matter of time.

Kevin sighs.

Kevin: Yes, well, the two of you will be facing the team of Jay Zero and Andrew Starr, representing the Entourage. Your thoughts?

Hunter: My thoughts are moreso on what I'll be drinking at the after party then what I'll be doing during the match, Kevin. Because our victory is basically guaranteed. After all, we're the fucking Senatorial Stable! And they?

Kevin: ...the...Entourage.

Hunter: Exactly! It's a war between two sides who have hated each other for a lengthy period of time, and it will all finally come together at Winter's Discontent. And when the smoke clears and the dust settles, the Senatorial Stable will once again be victorious. It's sad, really.

Kevin: What?

Hunter: Winning. It's getting ever so repetitive. I mean, we've got all of the titles in ACW---

Kevin: Except for the Light-Heavy---

Hunter: That matter, and there isn't a single person out there who will be able to take those titles from us. It depresses me because I know full well that I'll get bored rather soon. But oh well. As long as the fans want to see me as their champion, I'll be happy.

Kevin: ...really?

Hunter: Nope. Because we both know I don't give two shits about the fans.

Cue the obligatory boos as Hunter stretches with a smirk.

Kevin: Well last I checked, you've never even beaten Jay Zero, so shouldn't this give you reason to---

Hunter: No. Because there's always a first time for everything. It'll be the first time I beat him, certainly, but it won't be the last. Any time those God forsaken bookers put us together, I'll come out the winner each time. Because I'm just that goddamn good.

Kevin: But---

Hunter: No buts, Kev. I'm the champ, which backs up my "that goddamn good" case. Don't you dare argue with that.

Kevin sighs.

Hunter: Now if you'll excuse me, I'm leaving. After all, I have no match tonight, so I have no purpose in being here. Ginger always tells me that as the champ, I should boost the morale. Well, truth be told? I don't give two shits about the morale. Every second I'm the champ, MY morale is at an all time high. And that's all that matters. Seacrest Out.

And with that, Hunter disappears off the camera, much to Kevin's chagrin. He waves his hand in futility, and then walks off camera as well, albeit in the opposite direction. He knows that nothing else really needs to be said.

Fade Out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: A surprising visit (Credit: Freeman)

“Come on, you have to do it eventually” Freeman muttered to himself as he walked up a random corridor of the ACW hallways. What, you ask, did he have to do? Well, that becomes apparent as he walks up to a doorway…more specifically; this doorway is the entrance to the Senatorial Office. As Freeman looks up at it he sighs. He had decided that he was going to try to talk to Senator on Thursday. Why did he want to talk to him? Well he felt that it was time for him to start changing things. And the first thing on his agenda was getting out of Entourage. But he didn’t just want out of Entourage. He wanted back into the Senatorial Stable…however given his actions over the past few months, he figured he would not have an easy time convincing anybody.

He walked up to the doorway and raised his hand to knock, but then stopped, and put it down. He walked past the hallway, and looked around to make sure that there was nobody around. If Thunderkiss or anybody saw him entering the Senator’s lockerroom, he was sure that there would not be a good reception. Given his outburst on Thursday, he would be under suspicion. Seeing nobody, he walked back to the door. He paused once again, turning to double check, but then shook his head, realizing that subconsciously, he was merely stalling himself. It had to be done.

He once again got his thoughts straight, and figured out what he was going to say, not wanting to sound like he’s struggling. It had to be said perfectly. He raised his hand, and slowly he knocked on the door…he had one hope. He hoped that Phillips was alone. If Hunter was there? Forget it. He’d be lucky to get out of their without getting beaten to a pulp. Phillips he figured he would get a chance to talk to. At least Phillips would consider what he said.

All of a sudden the door opened, and the Senator, Steve Phillips stood in the doorway. He looked momentarily surprised to see Freeman, and Freeman looked momentarily relieved to see an empty room behind Senator…

Freeman: I’d like to talk to you for a minute…

Fade.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 3: Adrian Flamingo vs XS3 (Credit: Hunter)

-SHE'SMYCHERRYPIE!- goes Flamingo's lariat as it connects with XS3's neck, because that, indeed, is how awesome and old school Flamingo is. Although I'm certain he'll hate me for choosing that, of all bad 80's hair metal songs, as the sound his lariats make. Nonetheless, XS3 felt the flashback rather strongly, but recovered quickly enough to dodge a series of kicks. He then went on an offensive of his own, delivering a few punches and kicks before ducking under Flamingo, lifting him up, and nailing him with a terrific half nelson slam. He went for the pin, but Flamingo managed to kick out, and what's more, he managed to roll the rather large XS3 into a small package pinning predicament (alliteration!) from which the big man managed to escape. The two rose up once more and proceeded to take a quick breather while the audience applauded.

The match then proceeded to erupt into an interesting blend of strikes and...more strikes, as the two competitors busted out the best of their arsenals while trying to lay the heart to their respective opponent. After a few minutes of this, the ever clever Flamingo went on to break the chain of events by nailing a snapmare, followed by a stiff stomp to the back of XS3's head. He then locked in his beloved cut-throat camel clutch, which XS3 struggled in momentarily, eventually able to break it by throwing his head back into Flamingo's jaw. The two men hopped up to their feet, and this time XS3 leads the offense by attempting a Burning Cradle...but Flamingo manages to back flip off of his shoulders! Flamingo then threw his leg forward for a simple kick...but XS3 grabbed it, pulled him closer, and nailed the Closing Moment...but alas, it was again not the closing moment of the match, as Flamingo managed to kick out.

Coming towards the end of the match, both men began busting out their absolute best moves, and this started off with a terrific looking Ghostbuster XS3's way, courtesy of Flamingo. The flamboyant one attempted the Flamingo Splash, but XS3 managed to roll out of the way, get up to his feet, and then grabbed Flamingo and nailed him successfully with the Final Fate! XS3 then heads up to the top turnbuckle for the Ralph Klein special, and slowly awaits Flamingo's rise. When he does so, XS3 leaps off the turnbuckle...but Flamingo ducks, causing XS3 to fall into the corner in the perfect set-up position for the A.D.H.Knee...and just as one would presume, Flamingo proceeded to hit it! Flamingo then lifted XS3 up, but the latter kicked him back and charged in for the Shadow Step... Flamingo came within milliseconds of countering, but on this occasion the cookie crumbled in XS3’s favour, and the ex-entourage member managed to hold Flamingo down for the 3, and the win.