Monday Night Warfare 10th December 2007

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Monday Night Warfare 10th December 2007

Schedule of Matches:
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Ricky Falcon vs. JJB

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Jonny Hughes vs Silencio

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Andrew Starr vs Adrian Flamingo

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The Senator vs Jon Taylor - International Championship Match

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XS3 and Jason Freeman vs Thunderkiss and Mystery Partner

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’Twas the Warfare before Christmas… etc, etc.

Just one more show remains before Winter Discontent, and it’s going to be more packed than David Hasselhoff’s posing pouch. Now that I’ve placed that lovely image in your minds, let’s get down to the real business at hand…

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Segment: It's now or never.
Credit: Jon Taylor

It is the Friday before the last Warfare of the year, meaning that the show is sure to be a big one. In a local gym not too far away from the ACW arena itself we can see a man standing in a centre of a ring training hard. He seems to be upset with himself, and putting all his effort into his training. He has a training aid which the wrestler uses to practise their grapples. The man grips it and launches it over his head onto the other side of the ring using a german suplex, there is a big crash as it hits the mat. The man doesn't let up as he immediately goes up to it and this time uses a vertical suplex. The trainer at the side can be seen shouting at the man, who turns around and faces the trainer.

Rob Flint | Trainer

Take a break, Jon.

The man in the ring is clearly sweating and tiring from the intensity of the training.

Jon Taylor | Mr. Wrestling

No-

The trainer interrupts him.

Rob Flint | Trainer

I said take a break, and I mean it!

Flint throws a towel into the ring to Taylor.

Jon Taylor | Mr. Wrestling

Fine.

Taylor exits the ring and sits on a bench at the side next to Flint. He is handed a water bottle and drinks most of it.

Rob Flint | Trainer

I admire your dedication and willingness to make up for last Monday, but this is not the way to go about it, Jon. We both know you want to make up for losing, but going about it in this way isn't the right way to do it.

Taylor sighs, he soaks up the sweat on his face with the towel.

Jon Taylor | Mr. Wrestling

Last week I not only let myself down, but the fans. I promised them a great match, and ruined it with a mistake which cost me the match.

Flint looks at Taylor, trying to convince him that he still put a great match on.

Rob Flint | Trainer

Regardless of the result, Jon there is no doubt that the match was a great one. One definitely worthy of being in a Main Event. Both of you worked so well together and put on such an exciting match that you were given a title shot this week, you can't say much fairer than that - can you?

Taylor appears to stare in the distance for a few seconds before replying to Flint.

Jon Taylor | Mr. Wrestling

I don't deserve a rematch, especially not for the title. I mean c'mon, who else makes such a rookie mistake that they lose their focus and are pinned while trying to submit their opponent?!

Flint remains calm.

Rob Flint | Trainer

Jon, I can think of plenty of people who have done the same thing. You should stop beating yourself up so much - if you hadn't of made that one mistake you would have won! Senator tapped out just after you were pinned.

Jon Taylor | Mr. Wrestling

So, what - I nearly won - no one cares if you really won - they only care if you win or lose! And it only matters how you lose, not how you win! And last week I lost in one of the worst ways possible - I got wasn't focused enough - and I paid for it!

There is silence for a few moments.

Rob Flint | Trainer

I understand where you're coming from, Jon. I admire your heart; you show the heart of a true competitor. But, still there is no use beating yourself up over something you can't change. It's in the past now - you have to move on. And that includes making sure you are in the top condition possible for your first title match in ACW! Senator clearly was disappointed that he barely won, and even more so that he tapped out! Albeit after the match had ended.

Taylor seems to pep up a bit.

Jon Taylor | Mr. Wrestling

Hmm...I guess you’re right. I have to stop living in the past - I need to get ready for the biggest match of my life! I respect Senator too much to put on a below par match, I should be preparing properly - not beating myself up! I made a big mistake last week, but now I have learnt from mistake. On Monday I have the biggest opportunity of my whole career, and I not only owe it to myself, the fans but also my opponent to put on the best match of my life!

Both men jump up off the bench, Taylor leaves the towel and water on the bench. Taylor enters the ring.

Fade.

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Segment: A Day in the life (Credit JJB)

*JJB is driving slowly down a lane in a grimey looking neighborhood. He pullls out his favortie cigarettes "Red Apples" and he sticks one in his mouth. He lights it up and is now puffing smoke in the air as the screen fades slowly. A minute later the screen comes back into scene and JJB steps out of his vehicle and goes into an apartment complex.

JJB: They should've paid my ass for this.

*JJB enters his designated door and he spies a big black man.

JJB: My niggah!

Black dude: My niggah, Josh! How you doin? Still doin that wrestling shit.

JJB: Yeah Clarance that business isn't easy.

Clarance: I offered you a job here.

JJB: What and become a drug mule?

Clarance: Well first you'd have to suck my d...............

JJB: Spare me the details, please I just had a bean burrito at Taco Bell.

Clarance: Aight dude, what could I "help" you with?

*JJB stares at three bags, they each are "helpers" for his match later tonight.

JJB: Look Clarance have a match tonight. And I want an "upper hand" in it, if you catch my drift?

Clarance: Yeah, I dig it, what you want is the madman, which is from my own fucking personal stash, but before you suck my dick for that. You should also take note that this "upper hand" is very dangerous and I would'nt recommend using it two hours before a match.

*Before Clarance could look JJB stole all the "Upper Hands."

Clarance: Aw fuck not again!!

*JJB crawls into a hallway and injects himself with three uppers. JJB's eyes turn an angry red after the injection and he begins to go crazy. JJB in this frenzied state, destroys many objects around his area. Three minutes later JJB leaves the frenzied state and he begins to smile, evily.

JJB:HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA!!!!!!!!!

*As JJB walks away Clarance comes out and says something.

Clarance: Yo, Josh I accidentally gave you my secret stash of Viagra.

*JJB doesn't hear him, as the sound of his car screeching away fast drowns it out...

Fade.

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Match 1: Ricky Falcon vs. JJB (Credit: Freeman)

So today I found out I had to write a match, that I totally forgot about! Oops! >_> My first thought was to make it a sentence long, to show JJB what it feels like, but I decided to do my e-fed a service and WRITE THIS MATCH! Yeah! So while the JJB strategy will not work, apparently the Hunter strategy of ranting about nothing before a match has worked! Ooh, let me try some more Hunter stuff…BAM! That is the sound of one of the combatants hitting another combatant! Which combatant did which? And which move? Well nothing more than a simple clothesline, as JJB nailed Falcon in the face. BAM BAM BAM, three more shots…but this time, it apparently is not from JJB, as shown by JJB falling to the ground in pain, as Falcon managed to combo him to oblivion! (Hey, Hunter, it really works, thanks!)

Anyways, to stop the stupid Hunter-esque summary, let’s get a real match on here. JJB has just been knocked to the ground by Falcon, and Falcon tries to follow up, after scoring the first move of the match. As JJB gets to his feet, Falcon hits a nice scoop slam, before dropping a nice knee drop on him. JJB is obviously losing here, as Falcon lifts him off his feet, and goes for a dropkick. Perhaps, however, this match will not be as easy as Falcon thought, because JJB actually manages to move out of the way. Falcon crashes down to the ground, and as he gets up in pain, he is powerless to resist the DDT backbreaker that JJB hit him with (At this moment, I would like to take the time to ask what the heck a DDT backbreaker actually is…?) JJB goes for a quick pin, but Falcon kicks out just as quickly. The two men fight back and forth for dominance, until JJB manages to get Falcon into the turnbuckle, and hit the Wicked Desires taking control.

Now if Hunter was writing this, he would be like “THIRD PARAGRAPH! YES!” I however will one-up him and write four. JJB actually manages to stay in control of the match for a little bit. Falcon manages to hit some nice counters, but JJB continues to hit some strong moves. JJB goes for the Welcome to New Jersey, however, and that was the turning point, Falcon shoves him off of him, and before JJB can recover, Falcon hits a clothesline. As JJB stands up, he turns around right into a missile dropkick, as Falcon managed to climb to the turnbuckle and jump off. Falcon goes for the pin, but there is a kick out by JJB, and as JJB attempts to kick him in the ribs, Falcon grabs his foot, spins him around, and hits him with the Pancake Driver.

Now it’s Falcon’s turn to dominate, and for about five minutes Falcon seems to just need to hit that one more move to end the match. He comes close a couple of times, but JJB manages to stay in there, although he barely managed to grab the ropes after the completion of the A.D.D. Falcon gets up, and attempts to hit the falcon punch, but JJB counters with a low blow, and then goes for a quick rollup. Falcon however kicks out. Then as Falcon gets up, he begins to get hit with the combo of left and right hooks that JJB calls the Royal Flush. Just as JJB goes for a finishing punch, Falcon ducks, and as JJB turns back around, Falcon nails him with the Falcon’s Fury. And once again, I take advice from Hunter…having not been given the match result…and guess the winner as Falcon gets the one….two….three.

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Segment: How it happened (Credit: Shikari)

Jin is sitting in a police station next to some Asian cops. They are looking at a screen were some CCTV is playing. A man who resembles Jin but looks older and has a beard is standing in an ally, holding a case. Three men walk down the ally holding some packages, bulging with white powder. Jin is shocked as the older Jin opens the case to reveal a bundle of money and a martial arts outfit.

Jin: That...that was my first.

The three men nod and take the cash, but walk off without handing the elder Jin anything. The old men looks like he is calling to them and the thugs turn around, holding long knifes! The elder Jin turns to run but three more thugs flank him, holding knifes too! The Jin sr falls to the floor as the gangsters lay into him with there blades. Blood pours out his body as one of them takes the old mans wallet, glasses and an old necklace.

Jin: My, my mother gave him that!

The police look emotionless, knowing it is just a guy on a viewer. Jin on the other hand looks like he is having a breakdown.

Jin: Can't you find them. Please find them!

Cop 1: Sorry, we can not help.

Jin slams his fist on the desk.

Jin: And, the club?

Cop 2: Under new laws it must be destroyed due to the drugs money used to pay for it.

Jin: But, I can pay it off, I need a few weeks but..

Cop 2: You need thirty thousand by the fifteenth.

Jin looks surprised, he needs the cash by the PPV.

Jin: I could, I could set up a ladder match. Or win a belt and sell it!

Cop 2: I watch ACW, you have not even had a match yet! You misted that guy!

Jin: But, I won my challenge match! I won some money!

Cop 1: Hey, maybe set up a bet! Thirty thousand for the challenge!

Jin: Thanks, but I don't think I can.

Jin gets up and walks out the door, as the cops shrug and start to chat.

Fade.

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Segment: I love it when a plan comes together (Credit: Hitman/Freeman)

Everything went according to plan...perfectly. In the end, Thunderkiss had fallen right into their trap, and XS3 and Freeman were both victorious. Both of these two men are currently sitting inside of a locker room, and thinking back over what happened on Thursday.

Freeman: That was great. He fell right into it. He never saw it coming...What exactly did you do to him anyways?

XS3: "Let's just say that it will be engraved into his mind for a while to come."

Freeman: Ah, come on, you're not even gonna fill me in?

XS3: "It's of no importance. Anyway, tonight, we team up."

Freeman: Yeah, and if Thunderkiss doesnt find a partner soon, we'll have him two-on-one. Not that he'll care. I'm sure that right about now he wants to kill us.

Most of the time, this statement would be accompanied by a worried expression, but in this case, Freeman can do nothing but grin...he feels too elated to worry about what Thunderkiss would do to him, and quite honestly, he wouldn't mind getting in the ring with him and showing him what he could do.

XS3: "It's just a shame that the hunter, no pun intended, is about to become the hunted."

Freeman: Yup. So who gets the pin?

XS3: "Does it matter?"

Freeman: Rock-paper-scissors?

XS3: "Jason... This is serious business!"

As XS3 says this, he pounds his fist down on the table to emphasize his point, at the same time that Freeman throws out paper.

Freeman: Paper covers rock...

A brief silence

XS3: "...fluke."

Freeman laughs, and X grins for a second, but then they both stop the fun and games. Strategy time.

Freeman: Seriously though, we're faster than him. We're more versatile, and we've got the numbers advantage quite possibly...but we do need to watch out for his strength. Oh and he has the advantage of motivation.

XS3: "His motivation is nowhere near as strong as ours. We both have our issues with him... And I wish to inflict as much harm on him as possible for all he's done to my family."

Freeman: And I want to prove that I can beat him. As you know...I never really have. Time after time, he's defeated me, and every time I've payed a heavy price. This time? This time...he's going to pay the price.

XS3: "The price of living for nothing but pure torture inflicted upon those he crosses paths with. You've been there and I've been there... And to be honest, it makes me sick seeing him. I vow that he will get what is coming to him, whether it's you or me who has to teach him a lesson."

Freeman and XS3 both look at each other, the same thing on each of their minds. Tonight, they had to work together as best they could, and they were both going to make sure that Thunderkiss goes down.

Freeman: Anyways, I'm going to go now...but I'll see you in the ring tonight.

XS3: "Yeah, see you there."

And with those words, Freeman leaves the room, leaving X by himself.

Fade.

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Name: El Hombre de Muchas Palabras (The Man of Many Words) (Credit: Silencio)

Light. Hope, A craving for a new life. Though he failed gaining the victory over the ACW World Heavyweight Champion Hunter, Silencio felt a new emotion. Something he's never felt in a very long time....happiness. For more than a few decades, Silencio felt strong, great, and had a positive attitude. Most would felt down after losing their debut match, but Silencio is a different person than most. Silencio was making money, without having to pickpocket and rob convenience stores like he used to. He ate good food, without going to fast food restaurants and buying his edibles with food stamps. Silencio actually paid off his rent, which shocked his landlord, James. Silencio brought clothes other than jeans and tanktops. For the first time in his life, Silencio was going on an upside instead of a downward spiral into depression. The scene is inside a convenience store, one of the few that Silencio didn't hold up for money. Instead of his usual attire, Silencio was wearing a red AC/DC t-shirt and Black cargo shorts that stop right below the knee. He was still wearing his same crappy sneakers, but everyone has crappy sneakers. This store was a new one, however, as they had their grand opening just last week. The name of the store was "Garrison and Family's". Silencio was shopping for food, mainly his dinner for tonight. Silencio grabbed two skirt stakes and some Uncle Ben's Rice and headed for the cash register. As he put the food up on the counter, the cashier, who was caucasian, counted the food.

Cashier - That'll be thirty five dollars and ninety five cents sir.

Silencio reached into his right pocket and pulled out his new wallet. No more loose cash and change that sit in his pocket for him anymore. Silencio opened up his wallet and looked in it for thirty six dollars as his eyes opened up as wide as they could be

Silencio - A la Mierda...
(Oh crap....)

Then reality hits him, ACW doesn't pay THAT good. All Silencio had in his wallet has a crisp twenty dollar bill, nothing more, nothing less. Silencio started to studder, but then all of a sudden as person slams his hand down onto the counter.

Person - Don't worry kid, I'LL be paying for that!

The man moves his hand away from the counter to reveal a thirty dollar bill

Person - Keep the change.

Silencio turns around to see the person. The person is obviously of Spanish decent, as the man is wearing a grey suit and black dress shoes. The man is about 5'6, and looks to be around in his mid fourtys, with black coiled hair and a five o' clock shadow. The man then turns to Silencio

Person - Usted, me sigue, soy importante.
(You, follow me, it's important)

Silencio - ¿Cuán importante? ¿Y quién es usted?
(How important? And you are you?)

Person - Todo que será explicado. Sígame apenas.
(All of that will be explained. Just follow me.)

Silencio - Pues...bueno. Gracias para pagar por mi alimento.
(Uh...okay. Thanks for paying for my food)

Person - Ningún Problema
(No problem)

Half an hour Later

The person has brought Silencio into a spanish radio station in San Antonio. The radio station is labeled "Los deportes por todas partes el mundo", which in English is "Sports all around the world". The man brings Silencio into a room, and closes the dark and turns on the lights

Person - Tome asiento sobre su Sr.Silencio.
(Take a seat over there Mr.Silencio)

Silencio takes a seat at a round table. The person then takes a seat over at the opposite side of the table

Person - ¿Ahora, qué es el primer piensa que usted quiere saber?
(Now, what's the first thing you want to know?)

Silencio - ¿Qué es su nombre?
(What's your name?)

Person - ¿Realmente? ¿La primera cosa que usted quiere saber es mi nombre? Bien de todos modos, me llamo Richardo Alverez, mi trabajo es un entrevistador aquí en este staion de radio.
(Really? The first thing you want to know is my name? Well anyways, my name is Richardo Alverez, my job is an interviewer here at this radio staion.)

Silencio - ¿Bueno, ahora por qué me arrastró usted aquí?
(Good, now, why did you drag me here?)

Alverez starts to laugh for a little bit and then stops

Richardo Alverez - Hehe, debe ser Sr.Silencio obvio. Significo, trabajo en una emisora y yo trabajo como un entrevistador de deporte, y su un atleta. ¡Quiero entrevistarle!
(Hehe, it should be obvious Mr.Silencio. I mean, I work at a radio station and I work as a sports interviewer, and your an athlete. I want to interview you!)

Silencio - ¿Bien no mierda, pero por qué me entrevistan? Hay millares de otros atletas fuera su en el mundo, y yo acabo de empezar fuera. ¿Por qué mí?
(Well no shit, but why interview me? There are thousands of other athletes out their in the world, and I just started out. Why me?)

Richardo Alverez -Bien Sr.Silencio, nosotros aquí en Deporte por todas partes el mundo reconoce luchando como un deporte. ¿Y nosotros aquí miramos también Lucha Alfa de Campeonato, en cuál es la federación de lucha que usted trabaja, no? Bien Sr.Silencio, su igual de la presentación contra el Cazador de campeón mundial Andrew nos intrigó. ¡Usted acaba de empezar fuera lucha y fuera usted casi rayó el contratiempo del centuary! Queremos saber un poco más acerca de usted.
(Well Mr.Silencio, we here at Sports all around the world recognize wrestling as a sport. And we here also watch Alpha Championship Wrestling, which is the wrestling federation you work at, no? Well Mr.Silencio, your debut match against the World Champion Andrew Hunter intrigued us. You just started out wrestling and you nearly scored the upset of the centuary! We want to know a little more about you.)

Silencio - Bien. la adivinación ..I que hace un poco de sentido. Bueno entonces, dispara. ¿Qué es las preguntas que usted quiere preguntar?
(Well...I guess that does make a bit of sense. Okay then, shoot. What's the questions you want to ask?)

Alverez takes out a small notepad and a blue pen

Richardo Alverez - ¿Primero lejos, qué es su nombre verdadero?

Silencio - Yo. ..hago no sabe realmente. Acabo de firmar todo "Silencio"
(I....don't really know. I just sign everything "Silencio")

Richardo Alverez - ¿Realmente? ¿Por qué Silencio?
(Really? Why Silencio?)

Silencio - Porque cuando estuve en el orphange, yo sólo hablé español. Los otros hablaron inglés, y yo nunca conseguí para aprender el idioma inglés, así que fui siempre calma. Este familia española vino al orphange y me llamó "Silencio". He sido marcado ese nombre desde que.

Richardo Alverez - Ah por eso. Bien en diciembre décimo, usted encara al campeón de entretenimiento de ACW Jonny Hughes en un no título, o un igual del título. La semana pasada, usted perdió contra el Cazador de campeón mundial. Las personas ya dicen que si esto se mantiene al ritmo de, usted no será nada en ACW. ¿Qué tiene usted que decir a todo los no creyentes y a Jonny Hughes?
(Ah that's why. Well on December tenth, you face the ACW entertainment champion Jonny Hughes in a non title, or a title match. Last week, you lost against the world champion Hunter. People are already saying that if this keeps up, you will be nothing in ACW. What do you have to say to all the non believers and to Jonny Hughes?)

Silencio - ¿Qué tengo yo que decir? Bien, en mi igual contra Hughes, que gane el mejor. Hughes es muy talentoso de lo que he visto, así que esto debe ser un igual cercano, uno para los ventiladores. En cuanto a los no creyentes, creen esto. Haré un impacto en ACW, cualquier manera que puedo. ¡Puedo estar pasando un deslizamiento rápido ya, pero el año nuevo viene, y mi Resolución de Año Nuevo es de llegar a ser el Mundo de ACW Campeón Pesado!
(What do I have to say? Well, in my match against Hughes, may the best man win. Hughes is very talented from what I've seen, so this should be a close match, one for the fans. AS for the non believers, believe this. I WILL make an impact on ACW, any way that I can. I may be going on a fast landslide already, but the new year is coming, and my New Years Resolution is to become the ACW World Heavyweight Champion!)

Richardo Alverez - Bueno, eso debe ser suficiente. Usted puede ir ahora Sr.Silencio, aquí está algún dinero para un taxi. Encontraremos otra vez, yo le prometo eso. Adiós.

Silencio - Adiós como bien Alverez. Da las gracias para la entrevista.
(Goodbye as well Alverez. Thanks for the interview.)

Richardo Alverez - No fue nada.
(It was nothing)

FIN

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Segment: My Life has Meaning (when she spreads her legs) (Credit: Flamingo)

Adrian Flamingo looked down at what he presumed was his French toast, and pushed the plate away in disgust.

Mickey Flamingo: Whut’s wrong, boy? Not hungry?

Adrian Flamingo: Not anymore. I don’t really feel comfortable trying to eat while a woman is trying to get me to shove money in her panties.

The woman who was previously bending over in front of Adrian had apparently taken the hint and huffed as she stood up and moved across the stage to a different patron.

Mickey Flamingo: Aw, now why did yew go and do that for! Come back here, darlin’, he was just kidding!

Adrian looked back down at his plate of “food” and poked at it with his fork. He knew from a bad experience in Tijuana that you shouldn’t trust the food in a place that specializes in tits, ass, and vaginas. You also learned to look for Adam’s apples while getting a lap dance that was paid for by your fellow trainees. Mickey Flamingo never left the United States much less Bluefield, WV (unless he was going to Memphis for the weekend) so he apparently never acquired that same knowledge. The stripper, whose name was Allison Wonderland if Adrian had heard the disc jockey correctly, paid no mind to Mickey Flamingo’s pleas and began jiggling her breasts for the two middle-aged businessmen at the opposite end of the stage. Mickey sat back down disappointed.

Mickey Flamingo: Yew know, Addie, yew’ve grown to be pretty ungrateful. I don’t know how yer momma raised yew right, but I’m jest tryin’ to show yew some appreciation for helping me git a job. Here I am, taking yew out for a nice breakfast and there yew go scaring away the entertainment.

Adrian raised a disconcerting eyebrow, but resumed poking his French toast. Truth be told, he did help Mickey land a contract in a roundabout way. If he had been thinking he would have approached Gingerdude like he wanted to land his uncle a position in ACW, but nope. Adrian was too scared by the possibility of it actually happening that Gingerdude used it as punishment. Adrian did his best to force a smile, which looked just as awkward as he had felt.

Adrian Flamingo: I’m sorry, Mickey. Thank you for the... lovely meal and to show MY appreciation for this, I’m going to help you find a place to live in California. How’s that sound?

Mickey’s face lit up and Adrian got a scary mental image of the Beverly Hillbillies. Mickey gave Adrian a hearty slap on the back.

Mickey Flamingo: A new job and a new house? I swear, Addie, yer too good to yer ol’ Uncle Mickey!

Adrian Flamingo: Oh, you know me. Anything to help my family…

Adrian mentally added, “and to get you out of my house”. Mickey Flamingo had taken up residence in Adrian’s seldom used guest room that Mister Jones had once occupied, and Adrian began to wish he had Jonesy’s drunk ramblings in comparison to Mickey’s. Plus, Jonesy never ran up Adrian’s tv bill by ordering uncensored Jerry Springer on pay-per view or lock up his computer with spyware and viruses by downloading porn. Adrian was also tired of waking up next to Bud’s drooling face. Mickey took a big bite of what was supposed to be sausage and turned to Adrian as he watched Ms. Wonderland’s act in the distance.

Mickey Flamingo: So, who are yew fighting today?

Adrian Flamingo: Andrew Starr. I know nothing about him other than the fact that he throws a mean lariat for a guy that’s built like an eleven-year old girl. Oh, and he has his own name tattooed on his arms in case he forgets it or something.

Mickey took a sip of coffee out of his white mug and laughed a little to himself.

Mickey Flamingo: Naw, so they can identify his body after yew crush his head with that flipping move thing yew got.

Adrian Flamingo: What? The ’79 Special?

Mickey Flamingo: Yeah, that’s it. Hey, why is it called the ’79 Special anyway?

Adrian shrugged and sniffed some of the “coffee” that Adrian had in his own cup… too much sugar and creamer.

Adrian Flamingo: I dunno, continuity? Their was the ’78 Special so I figured I’d just build off of that instead of naming my moves after death metal songs.

Mickey Flamingo: So wait, how many Flamingo Specials do yew have?

Adrian Flamingo: Um… ‘79 through ’82, but I don’t use the ’81 or ’82 often.

For the first time all morning, Mickey took his attention off of the performers on stage and rubbed his head as he stared at the food in front of him.

Mickey Flamingo: Yew know what, I think I want to call my big move the ’77 Flamingo Special… yew know, when I figure out what my big move is. After all, 1977 was the year I won the WV Double A High School Championship… I think it’d be right fitting.

Adrian returned to prodding at the spongy surface of his French toast and hadn’t really paid too much attention to what Mickey had been rambling about.

Adrian Flamingo: Sure thing, Mickey, we’ll work on that sometime.

Mickey smiled at his nephew and draped an arm around his shoulder and hugged him slightly. Well, as much of a hug an uncle can give his nephew while staring at the gyrating hips of a 20 year old college student.

Fade.

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Match 2: Jonny Hughes vs Silencio (Credit: Hunter)

Just gonna give you a heads up: this match may have random moments of not making sense, IE skipping words or insanely impossible moves. Why? Because I'm writing under the influence of a new band I've found that just does not stop with awesome. To the point where I'm worried about my head exploding. That said -AWESOMERIFFSXINFINITY!- Such is the sound of a Silencio lariat, followed instantly by a leg bar. He promptly lifted Hughes back to his feet and instantly nailed a Blue Thunder Driver, and then quickly went for the pinfall...but alas, the Entertainment Champion refused to go down so easily, and so he kicked out after the one. He rolled up to his feet and ducked another attempted lariat and quickly nailed a Butterfly Suplex, and then instantly locked in a reverse chinlock. After this, he performed a quick German suplex with Silencio still in the seated position, but got an unsuccessful cover as a result.

The match continued on with over assorted strikes and slams, until eventually Silencio busted out the big guns, hell bent on securing himself the victory. He started this combination off by nailing the Minesweeper, and then directly afterwards nailed the Lungblower. He attempted to put Hughes into the Stretch Plum, but Hughes battled out of it, rolled up, and quickly nailed a snap suplex. He then lifted Silencio onto his shoulders and proceeded to nail his Shock and Awe combination much to the...well...yeah, of the crowd. Hughes went for the cover, but unfortunately it was not enough for the champ to secure the victory. He took a quick breath and then attempted the Texas Cloverleaf, but Silencio kicked him back just as quickly. The latter hopped up, and then leapt into the air, bringing Hughes back down with the Silent Shift!

The two men lay motionless for a few moments, but soon Silencio began to stir. When he was able tojhunyy (sorry, awesome guitar), he locked in the Silent Serenade. Hughes did his best to battle out of it, but eventually he was able to jump over Silencio using the ropes, and proceeded to lock in the Cobra Clutch! Silencio would have none of it, however, and so he quickly rolled out of it. Both men rose at the same time and Silencio attempted the Silent Strike, but Hughes pushed him back and nailed a Roaring Elbow out of nowhere! He did bother with the pinfall, and instead went for the Buffalo Vice...but Silencio raked his face, kipped up, and kicked him away to keep himself in the game. He instantly went for the Silence of the Lambs, but just milliseconds before he managed to lift Hughes up, Hughes flipped him over! Silencio instantly rose and spun around...but ran right into the Burden of Excellence! Hughes went for the cover, and after a long and hard-fought match, was able to secure the victory.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Better Today

Credit: A.Starr

The Number One Contender for the Entertainment Championship. That’s had a nice ring to it since Thursday… well, longer, but the reality let us know whats up on Thursday. For the past few days, Andrew Starr has been contemplating what this actually entails. It’s a chance to get back up on the top. To return to the days of being on top in his division. Of course, those were the Light-Heavyweight days. These days, Starr has moved his sights up to the Entertainment.

But, before he can continue in pursuit of his title, he must go through Adrian Flamingo. This is what’s on Andrew’s mind as he walks back from the gym, bag in one hand, a can of THUNDERGY in the other. He takes a drink from the can, finishes it down in one gulp, then crushes it in his hands. Tossing the can in the trash, Starr adjusts the bag over his shoulder and makes his way towards the Entourage locker room. There is a slight limp in his right leg, obviously the results of last weeks combination Texas Clover Leaf and attack afterwards.

Starr: Adrian Flamingo. You know, I could really care less about our match tonight. You aren’t any part of what I care for. Only reason I was booked in a match against you is because of last weeks mayhem. You lost your match against Jay by DQ. Boo hoo. I’m guessing you want revenge, and want to get it against me. Good luck. Maybe along the way I’ll be given a chance to tone up my Lariat. Good chance that I will use it tonight, so be ready. Anyways, enough talking. I have more important things to do.

With that, Andrew reaches the door to the Entourage locker room, opens it quickly, and steps inside. The door is shut quickly, not giving the camera chance to see what’s inside. Andrew sure seems to be in a good mood… and that was sarcasm for those who didn’t catch it.

FADE.[/I]

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment - …Who Needs Enemies? (Credit: VorteX)

The once peaceful scene remains peaceful no longer, as lighting rips through a sky nearly as dark as obsidian. Large clouds boil over each other and rain falls in torrents causing a wispy haze to rise from the earth. The peculiar thing is that this violent storm remains without any wind whatsoever.

Atrus: Order, even in chaos!

Abel: The bane of your existence. You feed off his chaos; the sure fact that you cannot rip his subconscious to shreds must be tearing you apart.

Atrus lashes out violently producing three sharp throwing knives from the folds of his cloak and aiming them directly at Abel. Abel rolls out of the way--- knives ripping holes in his clothing---and on the way up fires both of his weapons taking Atrus’s top hat clean off his head.

Atrus frowns extremely dismayed at losing his precious hat.

This split second action is all it takes, as Atrus simultaneously produces a knife from his cloak and charges Abel. Abel has no time to react and the knife penetrates Abel’s guard and finds its way into his abdomen. Abel gasps for air and drops to his knees…

The storm stops.

White smoke rises from the earth as translucent snakes shedding skin. Abel remains on his knees grimacing in pain, as Atrus stands above him laughing maniacally.

Atrus: OOH! Gosh, did that hurt? I sure hope not, because I would hate for you to die before the battle even begins!

Abel says nothing, rather sits in silence…waiting.

Atrus: What? Oh, I get it; you don’t want to hurt HIM anymore. It’s ironic, since you just tried to kill him to prevent this very thing from happening!

Abel slumps, knowing very well that this is true. Caught in a Catch-22, Abel is unsure of where to turn knowing that prolonging this fight only brings them that much closer to permanently destroying Dimitrius’s subconscious. Alas, even if he took his own life Dimitrius would die, due to the psychic link that bonded their two subconscious domains with one another. No matter what, his duty was to protect Dimitrius and if that meant both of them would die, at least they would die with honor.

Abel lunged.

Fade.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: The New Guy (Credit: Senatorial Stable)

It was bound to happen, the initial confrontation. As the returning Jason Freeman enters the Stable Office, the tension level immediatly maxes out, when the rest of the Stable sets their eyes on the arrival...

Hunter: ...fucking hell.

Hughes: Wonderful.

The Senator: Welcome back to our group, Mr. Freeman! I must say, however, you will not get the complimentary suit this time around.

Freeman: Oh man, I think I left that in the Entourage locker room...

Hunter: Fucking die.

Fitsharris: Maybe it's because you're still loyal to One-Eye, and you're planning something!

Kalb: Uh, not sure that makes much sense...

Falcon: Why not?

Senator: Kalb is correct here, but you have a point. Once a turncoat, always suspected. I brought Mr. Freeman back here because he earned his way back...but make no mistake, that trust only goes so far. This is still a provisional basis, far as all of us are concerned.

Hunter: We don't need this little fuck, there's no point.

Senator: We will not give him the benefit of the doubt, but we will work alongside him. Eventually, Mr. Freeman, you earn our trust back, or you lose it for good. The hard part is over.

Freeman: Alright, guys, I know that you don't trust me. And most of you don't like me either. But, look. Did you see what XS3 and I did to Thunderkiss last week? I led him into a trap that ended up with him getting beaten down to a pulp...and if that doesn't show loyalty than what does? Also, I know some of you thought I didn't pull my weight around here, but lately...well...I think I showed what I'm capable of. I did defeat Senator in the ring after all...

Hunter: Get the fuck out of here.

Freeman: Hey, alright, I get it. You don't like me. And you know what? You're all right. I do need to re-earn my trust. You have every right in the world to do this to me. But by word of Senator, I'm in here for NOW at least, and you guys just have to wait. Eventually, you'll realize what side I'm on. And before anyone says anything, it's this one.

Freeman turns around to find Jonny Hughes stood but a few inches away from him with a cold, hard look on his face. The room grows silent as Hughes stares intently at Freeman for a few moments before slowly walking towards The Senator.

Hughes: I don't like this and I don't like him.

Senator: I think he deserves a second chance. It is the right thing to do, after all.

Hughes: Was deserting this stable the right thing to do? Was betraying Entourage the right thing to do?

Freeman: Listen-

Hughes: No you listen. I don't like you Jason Freeman and you've got a lot to prove, not only to me, but to all of us…

The whole room stares at Hughes for a few seconds, as if they are waiting for him to follow up with something slightly more light-hearted. However, instead of continuing he picks up his jacket and walks into the locker room, closing the door behind him.

Falcon: Listen, I don't have anything against Freeman, but from his history I gotta agree with the rest of you guys. I don't think we can trust him. Giving him a second chance might not be the best thing to do.

Senator: Everyone, calm down, again, Freeman is here, becaused he earned his second chance. He may not be trustworthy, but let him prove that on his own terms, instead of letting your assumptions rule the roost. You do not have to trust him, just work alongside him.

Falcon: Whatever, like Jonny said, Freeman, you got a long road ahead of you to earn our trust back. Now, I've got something I need to take care of.

Falcon grabs a bag sitting on a nearby table, and leaves the room, while the camera fades out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 3: Andrew Starr vs Adrian Flamingo (Credit: Silencio)

The 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 drummer’s strikes. The first scream from Alexi Laiho rings loud as the primary lights begin to come back on.

YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

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The 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.

Don't hear, don't deem
Drowning before you dive
Don't care, commit
To your self destruction drive

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.

I kiss the ground
With love beyond forever
Flip off the sky
With bleeding fingers till I die

Starr reaches the ring by now and has rolled in. He crackes 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.

Hello by The Rollins Band hits the PA System as Adrian Flamingo makes his way from the back. He raises both of his arms as the crowd jeers at him. Flamingo the walks to the ring and slides under the bottom rope and gets up on the bottom left turnbuckle and holds one arm up in the air.

The bell rings as Flamingo jumps down from the turnbuckle and takes off his ring jacket and flings it up on the ropes. He walks to the middle of the ring as both him and Starr start circling the ring. Starr and Flamingo stare themselves down a bit as they lock up in a collar and elbow tie up, as Starr powers Flamingo to the top left turnbuckle. Starr pushes Flamingo in the corner with the tie up still locked in as the ref gets between the two and breaks them up, as Starr uppercuts Flamingo right in the jaw, sending Flamingo to cloud nine. Flamingo falls straight onto the mat as Starr drags Flamingo by the hair to the middle of the ring and starts stomping on him as the ref pushes Starr away from Flamingo.

Flamingo gets up onto his knees, holding his jaw and then gets up onto his feet as Starr walks to Flamingo, only to get his eyes raked. Starr turns around and staggers away as Flamingo takes a hold of Starr and rolls up Star, but barely gets a one count. Flamingo gets up and picks up Starr and takes a hold of Starrs wrists and hits a Wrist Lock Suplex, as he bridges back. Flamingo gets a two count as he ges up again and walks away from Starr, facing Starr from behind.

Starr gets up in the seating position as Flamingo charges at Starr and punts the back of Starr with violent impact. Starr yells out in pain as Flamingo cocks his elbow and strikes the top of Starr's head with the point of his elbow. Flamingo then starts ramming his knees to the back of Starr rapidly as the ref pushes Flamingo away and warns him. Starr slowly gets up and faces Flamingo as Flamingo walks over to Starr and slaps Starr across the face. Starr looks dead straight at Flamingo with an infuriated look and starts choking Flamingo with the Starrs are Calling (Illegal Straight Choke)

The Ref starts yelling at Starr for him to break the hold ad Starr keeps strangling the living shit out of Flamingo. The ref counts to four as Starr pushes Flamingo away. Flamingo runs over to the ropes and starts holding the outside of his throat as Starr walks over to Adrian and takes him by the hair, pulls him to the middle of the ring again, and picks him up, connecting with the Moshpit Slam (Spinebuster). Starr hooks one leg for a pin, and almost gets a three count. Starr gets up and slams his fist on the mat in frustration, and gets up, running to the ropes, and runs to Flamingo, jumping up for Falling Star, but no one's home as Flamingo rolls out of the way. Starr holds his knee out in pain as Adrian rolls over to the ropes and pulls himself up, noticing Starr trying to get up. Starr puts out his left knee as Flamingo runs over to Starr, and connects with a Step Up Frankensteiner. Flamingo covers Starr, almost a three count!

This pisses of Flamingo, as he mounts himself on Starr and starts punching him, over and over and over again. The ref calls at four as Flamingo gets off and pulls Starr over to the nearest turnbuckle. Flamingo gets up on the corner ropes and starts punching Starr for that Ten Corner Punch Combo, but at nine Starr takes a hold of Flamingo's punching hand and tosses Flamingo over the ropes, but unbeknowst to Starr, Flamingo lands feet first on the apron waits. Flamingo jumps up on the ropes as Starr turns around, as Flamingo soars in the air and hits Starr with a springboard double axe handle smash. Flamingo then covers Starr, almost a three count again!

Flamingo can't believe it! Flamingo then gets up and argues with the ref. The ref tries to talk Flamingo away from him, but Flamingo keeps yelling at him. Starr gets up and sees Flamingo arguing with the ref. Starr positions himself to the ropes right behind him, as the ref walks away. Flamingo then turns around as Starr charges at him with The Andrew Starr Lariat, but Flamingo turns around and rolls up Starr with a school boy for the three count!

Winner: Adrian Flamingo

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: As the kids say nowadays, "it's on" (Credit: Hitman/TK)

We fade into an office, where we see an oak desk. As the view of the camera is slowly coming up, we see Fallout's newest secretary Christine Irvine sitting behind the desk. She can be seen writing stuff down on a sheet of paper. Christine pauses and looks up to see the picture on her desk of her with an arm around her husband XS3. Christine faintly smiles before looking back down at her paper, resuming her writing. Without a single sign of a warning, the door is swiftly opened and Christine jolts up to see Thunderkiss' woman, JOYTOY, in the doorway. Dressed in a scantily clad military outfit, she stares right at Christine and marches right up to her desk.

Christine: "…can I help you, ma'am?"

JOYTOY, obviously irritated at Christine's obliviousness, speaks in a clear tone.

JOYTOY: Help me? Oh sweetie, I wont be the one needing help in just a moment - you will. Apparently you can’t even watch the programming of the company you work for, otherwise you’d know exactly why I’m here.

Christine's eyes are wide at the threats being made against her. She places a finger on her chin in deep thought before coming to a realization.

Christine: "OH YEAH! I remember you now!"

JOYTOY: That’s good, because I want you to be able to tell your husband just who it was that mangled your body.

JOYTOY leans in and gets right in Christine's face, her eyes telling a tale of hate-filled threats. Finally, Christine stands up and proudly declares…

Christine: "You're Koda Kumi, Japan's well-known slut demon! Man, I've heard so many great things about how many young boys you've slept with. It's gotta be up to 850 now, right?"

With that, JOYTOY's face turns five shades of red as she grabs Christine by the collar of her hoody and harshly slams her down, back first across her desk. JOYTOY holds her down as Christine struggles to escape.

JOYTOY: Very funny, slut bitch. You want to disrespect me? The Worldbreaker’s own girlfriend?! You are as crazy as your loser husband. At this very moment you should be latched onto my boot, crying for mercy. Oh but don’t worry, you will soon learn the error of my ways. I shall turn you into an obedient dog, one who shall lick my very boots upon command! Your training will not only begin tonight my dear, but also at Winter’s Discontent where I will -

BAM! Christine shows off her flexibility by bringing her leg up and nailing JOYTOY in the head with a kick. The nurse stumbles and the wife of XS3 gets perched on the desk before leaping off with a Shadow Step, driving JOYTOY into the ground. Christine then stands up and brushes her hair back before standing over JOYTOY and kneeling down near her.

Christine: "If you wanted a match so badly, all you had to do was ask politely. I suppose I can take time off of my busy schedule to kick your skanky ass all over the arena. I'll pencil you in for a five o'clock ass-kicking, okay honey?"

With that said, Christine fixes her hair and walks over to her chair. She sits back down and calmly resumes writing. JOYTOY is still out of it and Christine pauses to take a peek at JOYTOY. She shrugs before picking up the phone and dialing a number. Christine twirls her pencil around in her finger before she hears a voice on the other end.

Christine: "Hello, Mr. Dwight? Yes, this is Christine. Could you be a sweetie and send a janitor down to the secretary's room? I've got some unwanted trash in here that needs to be taken out. Thanks, Mr. Dwight. … Okay, I'll tell Matt you said hi. Okay. Buh-bye."

Christine then hangs up the phone and resumes writing.

Fade.