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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 10, 2007 17:07:49 GMT -5
Segment: A new start… (Credit: Ricky Falcon)
ACW returns from a commercial break. The camera pans over all the crowd members, standing on their feet cheering. The view then switches to the stage. "Animal" by Mudmen starts to play as Ricky Falcon walks out. Boos are heard throughout the arena as Ricky makes his way to the ring. Ricky rolls into the ring and grabs a microphone from Philip, and directs him out of the ring.
Ricky: Now, these last few months in ACW haven't been quite to my liking. Sure, I joined the most powerful force in ACW, the Senatorial Stable, but I lost my precious title. Now to you normal idiots out there, winning isn't that big of a deal but you can never do it. But to winners, like myself, winning isn't everything, its the only thing. And over the past few months, I haven't been able to achieve things that I wanted.
"YOU SUCK!" chants are heard and get to a point where Ricky can't speak anymore. Ricky just waits for them to die down before continuing.
Ricky: Are you idiots done yet?
Crowd: BOO!
Ricky: Thats what I thought. Now, as I was saying, thankfully, The Senator has set me up with an agent, a manager, if you will, to help my career. I should have seen this guy a few weeks ago but he was busy with some of his other big clients. So, Mr. Manager, will you please come out here.
Ricky waits as a man walks out with a custom tailored suit on. He has a mustache and short hair. He smiles as he makes his way to the ring. Ricky, not looking impressed, puts on a fake smile for the man. The man enters the ring and tries to shake Ricky's hand, but Ricky just blows him off.
?: Mr. Falcon, its a great pleasure to finally be meeting you.
Ricky: Yeah....so, who are you?
?: Me? Well, I'm Man Ager, and I want to represent you!
Ricky: So, your name is Manager?
Man: Yes, and I would appreciate it if you didn't make fun of it.
Ricky: Right......So anyway, why should I make you my new manager?
Man: Well I represent some of the top wrestlers in the world, Giant McGiantson, Smitty McMuffin, Gregory Vancoverton, Eddie --
Ricky: Wait, a second, I have never heard of those guys.
Man: Well, not yet, but by 2032 you will.
Ricky: So, in 25 years I'm going to hear about those "Big" names?
Man: Yes.
Ricky: Ya know what, I'm going to humor you. Lets go backstage and discuss your "plans" for my career.
Man: That would be great.
And with that the two men leave the ring and start heading backstage. The camera shows the crowd again before fading out.
Fade to Black.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 10, 2007 17:08:16 GMT -5
Segment: Jon Taylor is not a quitter Credit: Jon Taylor
It is Monday night, and that can only mean one thing - it is time for another edition of ACW Warfare. The show is already under way, with several matches having already taken place. The crowd are like always already well into the show, with a large proportion of them on their feet, waiting in anticipation for the action to resume. The majority of the roster can be seen backstage, many socialising amongst themselves as they do not have a match to prepare for. The officials can be seen rushing about making sure everything is running smoothly, as can Kevin "The Scoop" Anderson and Charlotte King who are more than likely trying to find wrestlers to interview like always. The crowd are growing louder and are clearly growing partly restless from having to wait for the next match to start. Suddenly the lights dim slightly, but the lights around the Alphatron light up and so does the screen. On the screen is Jon Taylor, he is looking directly into the camera, and the crowd immediately reacts as soon as they see who it is. Taylor is wearing his usual wrestling attire, and looks like he has something to say.
Jon Taylor | Mr. Wrestling
Tonight I face off the same man as last week; Senator Steve Phillips. However, tonight it will not only be a wrestling match but also a title match. Last week because of a foolish mistake I lost the match, however I don't live in the past and I can assure everyone who think the end result will be same - don't be so hasty. I hold the utmost respect for Senator, and that's why I am going to make sure that this week that the match we put on will be to the best of both of our abilities. I have studied footage of the match extensively and have analysed what I did wrong and what I could do to correct it. You could say I am over prepared for this match - however, you can never be too prepared. Needless to say however, when the bell goes and the match gets under way anything can happen.
Although surprised that I am being handed a title shot after what it seems to be a small amount of time, I am both honoured and excited to take this opportunity. I may have less experience, I may be the underdog but win or lose I can say this now - in this match you will see the true definition of heart and determination. I have never gone into a match believing that I was down and out, I have never gone into a match believing that I was truly going to be the one walking out of the ring a loser - and I am not about to start now. I have waited a long time to have a opportunity like this I can promise you I will not waste it. Senator may be an excellent champion, he may be the current record holder as the longest reigning International Champion but when we go down to that ring all of that goes out the window. All it comes down to is 2 men, 1 title.
Now, im not one to toot my own horn but I believe although I may be the underdog in many people's eyes that this is Senator's match to lose. He has the pressure on him to make sure that he doesn't lose his title to someone who has only had 9 matches in the whole company. I have no pressure at all to win, no one is expecting me to - this means that regardless of what happens as long I am not totally dominated it doesn't really matter what the end result is. Another thing is that Senator has achieved so much already that he is unlikely to have the same determination, drive, passion and heart as I do. Yes, he may be a great champion, but I have waited for this moment to come during the whole of my career and I am not about to give it up so easily.
Senator, unlike your previous opponents I am the one who stands out from the crowd. Unlike Flamingo I am not a coward, unlike XS3 I do not move around the ring at the speed of a turtle. I am going into this match at the prime of my athletic abilities, and whether I win or lose I can guarantee this - one day Jon Taylor will be an International Champion. Whether it takes me one attempt, whether it takes me five attempts, unlike your previous opponents that you have come across Jon Taylor is not a coward, Jon Taylor is not someone at the end of his career - and most importantly Jon Taylor is not a quitter.
Fade.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 10, 2007 17:09:10 GMT -5
Segment: Doom (Credit: Hunter / Hughes / Zero / Starr) As we return from the commercial break, the camera focuses on the World Champion, Andrew Hunter, and the Entertainment Champion, Jonny Hughes, as they both lean against the walls on either side of a hallway backstage. The two are conversing in a rather whispered manner, so the cameraman and the sound guy slowly begin to move closer. Just when they are able to pick up their words, Hunter and Hughes turn to stare at them, and there is a long, silent, awkward moment as the two groups look at one another. A moment later, Hunter and Hughes turn back to look at each other.Hunter: So then you're going with--- Hughes: Apple, yes. Hunter: Why apple? Hughes: Well because apples are clearly a terrific stand alone product, but when surrounded by a breaded crust, they are perfected. Hunter: Well I agree with that...but I've always felt that the best pie is the one that features a fruit or general taste that does NOT stand alone all that well. Because then, when you make it into such a good tasting pie, the space time continuum lapses, for you have reversed the general suckiness of one thing and turned it into awesomeness. Hughes: A valid point. So then what's your favorite flavor? Hunter: Personally, I'm partial to grape. Hughes: You don't like grapes as a stand alone product? Hunter: Oh I love them. Hughes: ...but didn't you just--- Hunter motions his head to the right. Hughes turns to follow his glance, and he snorts slightly when he sees Jay Zero, proudly displaying his Light-Heavyweight Championship on his shoulder, and Andrew Starr walking down the hallway towards them. The Senatorialites take a standing position in the hallway and both rub their titles slightly while the two approach.Hunter: Welly well well well. Look who it is. Zero: I hope we're not interrupting... Oh wait, then again--. I don’t really give a shit whether or not I’m interrupting this little pansy party going on. [/color] Hunter: Actually, you are. Me and Hughsie here were having a good discussion about the best flavor of pie. Care to join in? Zero: ...pie? Well let me guess what that group consensus of yours is. Hmm, since Hughes is a bit touchy on his feelings, and well—just because you’re you, Hunter. I’m gonna go ahead and guess that you two are both drooling over your lust for man pie. Am I correct? [/color] Jay and Starr both laugh at Jay’s joke. [/center] Zero: But anyways guys, I’d worry a little less about “pie” and concentrate a bit more on the fact that in less than a week, you two are going to be walking out of Winter’s Discontent with your head hung low and your little tails in between your legs! [/color] Hunter: Au contraire; we're talking about the best flavors of pie because we're deciding what to celebrate with after we kick YOUR asses in less than a week. Zero scoffs.Starr: You wish.[/color] Hunter looks over at Starr with a raised eyebrow.Hunter: I'm sorry, who are you again? Starr: Andrew Starr.[/color] Hunter: An...drew? Well, I'm flattered you like me THAT much, but I don't think that it's very legal. I can give you an autograph, if you prefer. Starr rolls his eyes.Starr: Oh please.[/color] Hunter: Good. Now, where were we? Hughes: Pie. Hunter: Right. We're going to eat it and massively enjoy it come Winter's Discontent, because we're going to destroy you. Anything else? Starr: There isnt an argument you could make that would make me believe any of that.Hunter sighs.Hunter: I'm sorry, who are you again? I mean, I know I'm the Champ. I know he's the ET Champ. And I know Zero here is the Champ of Losers Everywhere, but you? You're not a champ, are you? Starr: Not yet, but give me about three weeks, and your buddy Hughes here will have switched roles with me.Hughes: Yeah, maybe if I let myself go and scarred my body with some hideous tattoos! Zero: Pft, save your breath! Lord knows you’ll need all the energy you can get once you face me! [/color] Hunter: Oh come off it, it's not like you're going to win anyways. Zero: Oh shove off Cunter! If anything you should start prepping for this match because the last time you faced a REAL opponent like me was about the time of your last haircut! [/color] Hunter looks at his hair from the side of his eyeball and takes a moment to reflect on this statement. After this moment passes, he smiles.Hunter: Oh I do love it when you talk dirty to me. Seconds after this statement, Hunter launches forward with his belt, aiming it directly at Zero's face...but someone grabs him around the waist and pulls him back. He thinks it's Hughes, and he already has an insult ready to hurl at him, but when he sees that many security guards stand before Starr and Zero, he figures out instantly what's happening. The security guard drops him and stands before him along with a row of others, basically splitting the hallway into three sections. In the middle section stands Ginger, arms folded tightly, a look of disappointment on his face.Ginger: Now now, children, play nice. I don't want any of you to hurt each other before your match this Saturday. Wouldn't want to ruin such a good match, would we? Zero: Ruin?! Heh, there’s nothing to ruin but your precious little champions there! [/color] Hughes: Not a chance in hell! Ginger: Silence! None of you are to even be in the same room until Saturday! As a matter of fact, Starr you’ve already wrestled tonight, and Jay, you’re not booked so you two should just leave! Wait—no. On second thought, you WILL leave. You two have the rest of the night off! Get your things and get out of my sight! ALL OF YOU! None of the four men need another word from him, and they all quickly walk in opposite directions, disappearing down various hallways in the backstage area. After a moment, Ginger smiles. It has been a long time since he had such success. He isn't too sure if it will end the way he wants it to, but he can hope, can't he?
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 10, 2007 17:18:38 GMT -5
Match 4: The Senator vs Jon Taylor - International Championship Match (Credit: Shikari/AK)
It may have only been one week since the two men in this next match met, but such was the impact of their encounter that this encore has every ACW fan worth their salt riveted. As we cut back swiftly to ringside, the Senator is first out as with the grand strains of Hail to the Chief playing; he steps into the entranceway, and does a Nixon style Victory pose. He then crosses his arms rapidly as red, white, and blue tickertape shoots into the air from the entrance. The Senator then walks to the ring, shadowboxes in the corner, punching the turnbuckle a few times, and then strikes another Victory pose in the middle of the ring before awaiting the arrival of his young challenger Jon Taylor.
Numb by Linkin park plays and Jon makes his way to the ring, posing and getting ready for the rematch of the year! He looks at the title and smiles, knowing he is lucky to get the title shot… and determined to make it count. Both men shake hands before the bell goes, and then it’s all to play for…
DING-DING-DING!
Both men lock up with Senator getting the advantage, over powering Jon and hitting a few knife edge chops. He forces Jon to the ropes then Irish whips him, but Jon hits a back elbow on the return that unsettles Steve. Jon lays in some knees then hits a northern lights suplex, which Steve simply rolls out of! Both men trade chops but Jon realizes Steve will win so quickly ducks a chop and puts him in a fireman’s carry. It’s an ambitious strategy, and perhaps not the best choice so early in the match; Steve slips behind Jon and plants him with a hard Liberalizer! Cover, 1…2…KICKOUT!
Jon bounces up, knowing that he has to make his speed count against the veteran campaigner. He plants a series of precise kicks to the ribs, shifting his weight as the Senator tries to evade, and then takes a risk with a Snap Suplex. He pulls it off – but the Senator’s near legendary toughness means he’s up far quicker than Jon anticipates, and Senator throws everyone with a rapid rendition of the Partisan Kick. Jon falls, and Senator pins, 1…2- Jon kicks out with a determination which brings a brief smile to the Champion’s face.
The match continues in this vein for a further five or six minutes, but the intensity makes it feel much longer. A pivotal point is reached just after the Senator secures a close 2.5 count from a rendition of the Shining Capitol; both men get up again, trying to work out a plan to break the deadlock. Steve grabs Jon for the capture bomb but Jon pushes back and nails a drop kick to Steve’s knee before jumping on his back with a body scissors. The Senator is momentarily caught out, and at once three words slice through his brain, making escape imperative.
Steve swings Jon around then drops back, smashing Jon back first into the mat. Steve holds on, 1…2...Jon lets go and pushes Steve away. Steve tries getting up but Jon slams him across the back, but it barley fazes him! Steve swings in a few knife edged chops then a snapmare, followed with a soccer ball kick! Steve grabs Jon for the tax cut, but Jon slips out and hits an electric chair drop! Jon locks in an Indian death lock, trying to make Steve tap and even voices that opinion! But it still won’t make him tap and in the end Steve just slips out, although with a very fatigued leg. Like a shark smelling blood Jon stomps Steve’s leg and tries to lock in a rare figure four, but Steve kicks him off and hits the senatorial series, sending the crowd barmy! Cover!
1... 2... KICKOUT!
Jon crawls to the ropes and gets up, hitting a few punches on Steve but it does little as Senator counters with a knee and liberty spike. Steve puts in a crossarm armbar, wearing away at Jon’s chances. Jon tries slipping out but Steve turns in into a keylock armbar, wearing away even more! Jon looks like tapping out but just reaches the bottom rope with his foot, forcing Steve to let go. Jon drop kicks Steve in the face, staggering him and forcing Steve to trip over his injured leg and hit the mat. Jon pounces with a second Indian deathlock trying to destroy Steve’s leg! Steve just slips out again and fights his way up with some chops and a second shining capitol!
With the crowd now barely able to breathe due to excitement, Senator locks in the tax cutter on Jon, crushing his neck and back in a bad way. Jon slips out and elbows Steve in the gut twice before hitting a Taylor DDT, driving Senator head first into the mat. Jon lifts up Senator and hits a stiff punch then a brain buster, crushing Steve’s head and neck and also smashing his leg into the mat. Jon puts in a body scissors with a choke hold, starving Steve of oxygen and almost making him tap but he refuses! Steve rolls over to the ropes, making Jon let go and regroup and think of were to attack. Steve stands up on his injured leg and Jon takes him down with a low drop kick then a figure four leg lock!
Both men are tired out and Steve’s mobility is now severely hampered, but he finds a way around it, instead countering into a leg lock of his own! Jon claws out of it and using the turnbuckle climbs up, tired and looking to end it. Steve runs in with a Washington lariat that Jon ducks, sending Steve face first into the ring post! Steve stumbles back low as his leg cannot support him, and realizes too late that this time he’s got nowhere left to go. Jon, acting calmly but with his heart hammering, locks in the triangle of perfection!
It’s virtually a re-run of the previous duel; Steve uses the same tactic as last week, trying with all his strength to bridge into a pin. But with his weak leg, and Jon’s new awareness of what’s going on, the process takes even longer than it did before. The crowd is by now totally mental at the struggle; sweat pours from both men, and from referee Makabe too as he watches for the critical moment…
And after almost 90 seconds, it arrives.
1... 2...
Makabe’s hand falls for the three, just as the Senator’s own does. The bell rings and both men roll up, struck by the biggest sense of déjà vu ever. A second official runs down to the ring and whispers in Makabe’s ear; Makabe signals for the video playback. The suspense is killing everyone present, has Jon won or has history repeated itself?
In the slowest of slow motion, one man’s hand touches down first, just as it did before. But this time…. It’s the hand of Senator Steve Philips.
Makabe nods, walks between the two men, and raises Jon’s arm!
Philip: Here is your winner…. And NEW ACW International Champion…. JON TAYLOR!
The place goes mental; Jon can barely believe it, but as it registers fully, a massive smile crosses his face. He shows his class by shaking hands with the Senator before receiving the belt, and holding it aloft; and the Senator stands back as Taylor enjoys his moment in the spotlight before exiting the ring and walking slowly toward the back…
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 10, 2007 17:20:13 GMT -5
Segment: An Indirect Challenge (Credit: ??, Senator)
As Taylor walks through the entranceway, holding his new International Title, Senator Steve Phillips remains in the ring, clutching the side of his neck, with a hint of a wistful smirk on his face. Instead of leaving, he takes the microphone.
The Senator: Urgh, well...all good things...come to an end. Couldn't...have lost to a better guy, though. Ack, that...that darned triangle choke...let me just say that Taylor will go places here. You know...
Suddenly: "Hello" by the Rollins Band hits the PA system, to widespread boos from the crowd, as Adrian and Mickey Flamingo each step out from the entranceway. Adrian mock claps as he walks into the Arena, and is about to address Phillips when Mickey claps him on the back, disrupting his train of thought.
Mickey: Yeah there, Addie! We's gonna start somethin' here tonight! This that Senator you told me about, he don't look like much!
Senator: Ugh...as if one Flamingo was bad enough....
Adrian: Stop it, Mickey! Hey, Phillips, congratulations on your tremendous victory tonight! Oh wait, you didn't win? I thought that the "longest running International Title holder in ACW history" could at least have the general courtesy to keep the belt to the next big event, but hey, guess I was wrong there...
Senator: You really think...you really think you had a shot at winning that belt? See, Taylor did exactly what you refused to do, time after time. Where you...where you played games, and evaded the possibity of a decisive loss, Taylor went all out, and won the prize!
Adrian: Yeah, too bad he didn't deserve that in the first place, what'd he do to leapfrog me in the #1 spot for the belt? Big whup, he lost to you the week before? What about me? I set you up for months, and Ginger just gives him the title shot on free television? Do you know how much time I sat away to plan this whole thing out... and what, you can't even hold the title long enough for it to finish playing out? Pathetic.
Mickey: Yeah, then, what are we gonna do about that, Addie? I say you get out there and kick his sorry ass, boy! What about that show this weekend, that Winters whatch-ya-ma-callit?
Senator: Hmm, I think your buddy here has more guts than you do, Adrian! As important titles can be as symbols of success and excellence, I think you still owe me the benefit of the one true measure of a wrestler...a straight-up match.
Mickey: Yeah, and ya know, if it's in a cage, and you top it with a roof, there ain't no chance to get out, and you got yerself a match!
Adrian: Wha, hey, I didn't...
Senator: A prime suggestion. In fact, I was going to suggest just that. A Washington Cage Match, you escape the cage first, you lose! Pinfall, urgh, submission, and knockout being the only ways to get a real win! I accept if you are up for it!
Adrian: No, wait, I'm not agr...
Mickey: Yew damn well better believe that Addie accepts this in a moment's notice! Us Flamingo are fighters, and Adrian's gonna kill you in the cage!
Senator: I doubt that very much, but I am finally, finally, relieved that this match shall take place...no escape, no tricks, nothing but a plain ol' match, Winter's Discontent, and that, my friends...is nothing...but the truth!
As the Senator's music hits the pa, Adrian shoves Mickey and points back at the Senator. Mickey throws up his hands apologetically, but Adrian has had enough of it and walks back through the curtains. Mickey seems worried at first, but realizes he's out in front of the crowd and does a quick "triumphant" pose (that looks remarkably like a pose someone would take for a football picture) before running after his nephew behind the curtain.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 10, 2007 17:20:52 GMT -5
Segment: “ACW Zombies - Part 4” Credit: T-Kiss
[Albert Wesker. Jill Valentine. One friends, they were instantly turned into bitter enemies the day Albert Wesker betrayed his S.T.A.R.S teammates in the mansion incident outside Raccoon City. Once again they come face to face in the heat of combat, this time Raccoon City Arena serving as the backdrop. The T-Virus has been unleashed upon ACW staff and wrestlers; undoubtedly the handy work of Albert Wesker and his Umbrella associates.]
Jill Valentine: I should have known.
Albert Wesker: Yes. Yes you should have.
Eddie Edison: HEEEELP!
[While the old “friends” meet, poor Eddie Edison has his hands full with a zombized version of Chairman Gingerdude. Drool dripping from his mouth, Gingerdude hungers from some flesh and he is now just centimeters away from fulfilling his desire!]
Albert Wesker: You will have forgive the dear Chairman, for the past few hours he really hasn’t been himself ... heh.
[Having none of it, Valentine sends her boot straight into Gingerdude’s head, crushing it upon impact! Relieved, Edison quickly pushes the Chairman’s body off of him and scurries to his feet.]
Albert Wesker: How messy.
Jill Valentine: Let me guess Wesker - professional wrestlers plus the T-Virus. The perfect combination. Am I correct in my assumption?
Albert Wesker: Ah, as astute as ever Valentine. Unfortunately Mr. Gingerdude here didn’t see things my way and had to be “convinced.”
Jill Valentine: ENOUGH! I’ve come to shut you down Wesker. Your arrogance will finally be your downfall!
Albert Wesker: Would you please spare me the cliche warnings Jill? We’ve done this enough for you to know I’m a man who likes to get right down to business. You want to kill me and I would love to kill you ... so that’s exactly what we’re going to try to do. Just as in life, it all boils down to who has the bigger gun, or in this case ..
[Wesker reaches down and presses a button on his belt. Immediately the surrounding area begins to shake and the cause soon makes himself known as the “ThunderNemesis” drops from the ceiling.]
Albert Wesker: Who has the biggest monster.
ThunderNemesis: STARS!
Eddie Edison *screaming*: NOT HIM AGAIN!
Jill Valentine: Eddie, run. Run as fast as you can.
[Valentine knows this time will not be able to run away from the Nemesis no matter how hard she tries. She will have to stand and fight and with no ammunition, the task is needless to say daunting. If she cannot save herself, the least she can do is save Edison. Not wanting to leave her, Edison resists her command.]
Eddie Edison: But Jill!
Jill Valentine: GO!
[Her second attempt to get him to run is more forceful than the first, however, its not because of this that Edison has decided to oblige. It was the look in Jill’s eyes, one that said to him “don’t let me die in vain.” He hightails it out of there greatly resisting the urge to look back. His ears hear the sounds of scuffling as Jill goes toe to toe with the monster. He wishes her well and prays; that’s all he can really do in this situation.
Keeping a mental map of the arena present in his mind as he sprits through the hallways, he believes he is just a few more passages away from escaping. Thus far the trip has been without incident, but that is about to change. As he turns the corner to the last hallway, there standing in front of him is Latino, or rather was Latino with Alicia Kitsune in his arms. Now while this may sound like a romantic sight, it is anything but. Her head opened wide, Latino has been filling his stomach with his beloved bride’s brains.]
Eddie Edison: OH MY ..... URRRRRRRK!
[He has seen a lot tonight but this is the straw that has broken the camels back as far as his stomach is concerned. Edison vomits onto the floor in front of him and the noise is enough to catch zombie Latino’s attention.]
Zombie Latino: BRAINS ... CHICO.
[Latino takes one last bite from AK’s precious cranium before moving onto his next victim. As he does so, the remaining nerves in AK’s brain fire off causing her leg to jerk and shoot up into Latino’s crotch in a most comedic sight.]
Zombie Latino: UFF!
[His guardian angel now gone, Edison has only himself to rely on to get by Latino. What will he do? Will he turn around and attempt to find another route and risk running into the ThunderNemesis? Or will he take his chances with Latino? And what of Jill Valentine? Will she make it out alive or has she already fallen victim to Albert Wesker’s new toy?]
[TO BE CONTINUED]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 10, 2007 17:21:19 GMT -5
Segment: From the Woods of Belakhur, Or: I'm Running Out of Segment Titles (Credit: Hunter)
As we return from the commercial break, the lights slowly dim, but due to Philip's absence from the ring, the fans know full well that they are about to be treated to yet another superstar speech. Once they hear the familiar intro to Behemoth's "No Sympathy for Fools," however, they all begin to boo. Wrong superstar.
...and Hell followed with him...
Hunter arrives from behind the curtain and instantly raises his championship belt high above himself. He smiles when he hears the boos of the fans, and then proceeds to walk down the ramp with a smile on his face. He rolls into the ring and grabs a nearby mic, and then waits for the crowd to die down before beginning.
Hunter: Well ladies and...uglier ladies...
The fans boo once again, but Hunter chuckles.
Hunter: ...you continue to amaze me in regards to how easy it is to get you to boo me. In fact, let's play a little game. Ahem. Your mothers are WHORES!
Boos.
Hunter: I have had sex with every one of your sisters, wives, girlfriends, hot co-workers, and of-consensual-age daughters!
Boos.
Hunter: I voted for BUSH!
Boos. Hunter pauses for a moment and chuckles.
Hunter: That was worth it on so many levels. Anyways, to business, yes?
He shifts his position and leans against the ropes.
Hunter: Hmm...what to start with, what to start with? Well...I managed to overcome the Mexican Marauder, the Man with a Plan, the...Trebulente of Excellente, SILENCIO!
Cheers.
Hunter: ...and I reclaimed my beloved title. Are you happy about that?
Boos. Clearly.
Hunter: Mm, obviously. Not that it matters, seeing as for a second straight month, I am still your World Champion, I will continue to be, et cetera. You know, let's skip that and just jump right along into the thing that's been on my mind the most recently. Jay Zero and Butt Buddy.
The fans chuckle.
Hunter: And yeah, I called him that because I don't know his real name. These two are so convinced that they can overcome me and Hughes that it's gotten to the point where I kinda just want to beat them quickly so as to show them how superior we really are. I mean the ARROGANCE of those two. Zero has a title I held when I was like twelve and he thinks that that makes him powerful? Well he's never gotten this baby, and I've had it twice now!
Hunter takes a moment to rub the title before continuing.
Hunter: And the Butt Buddy just wants Hughes' title, not that he'd ever get it. I mean...doesn't one actually have to be entertaining to be the Entertainment Champ?
Pause.
Hunter: Oh, no, wait, Thunderkiss had it. My bad.
He laughs to himself.
Hunter: Either way, a Senatorial Victory is yet again guaranteed come Winter's Discontent. And I get yet another win to my WD record. Naturally I'm happy. And you should be too. Because we may very well finally rid ACW of that disgrace of a faction you call the Entourage. It's all for the greater good. Seacrest Out.
And with that, he drops the mic, just as "No Sympathy for Fools" hits the speakers again. Clearly he's confident, it doesn't take even the least intelligent person in the world to figure that one. But is it all really for the greater good, as he claims?
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 10, 2007 17:22:36 GMT -5
Segment “Abandoned” Credit: Starr, Zero & T-Kiss
[The Main Event is not far away and Thunderkiss is licking his lips at the chance for some payback against the betrayers. In order to do so, he is going to need a little help and that comes in the form of Jay Zero on the inside and Andrew Starr on the outside. Ready to gather the “troops,” he returns to the Entourage locker room where he takes in a most peculiar sight. There are both his friends, but instead of getting ready to crack some skulls, they both look like they are taking the night off as they stuff their tights into their gym bags.]
Thunderkiss: What the hell is going on here?
Starr: We’ve leaving.
Thunderkiss: Leaving?! You can’t be serious!
Zero: Yeah, the almighty Gingerdude has requested our absence from the arena tonight. Since Winter’s Discontent’s lineup isn’t that stacked, Ging wants to protect his investment and possibly only good match by kicking us out of the arena so we don’t snap our opponent’s heads off later. [/color]
[Upon hearing the news, Thunderkiss becomes irate at the Chairman’s decision. He doesn’t mind sending Zero and Starr home to protect others, but yet doesn’t mind that Thunderkiss face two men alone tonight?! What kind of message does that send? One that doesn’t please Thunderkiss - that’s for sure.]
Thunderkiss: No! No! No! You are supposed to tag with me tonight man! What the hell! Gingerdude can’t do this!
Starr: Maybe... you can get the match stopped?
Thunderkiss: No way brother! There is no way in hell I’m backing out of this match tonight! If I have to face both of them at once, so be it ... but they aren’t getting off the hook for what they did to me just because I don’t have a partner!
[Before Thunderkiss can plead his case with Starr further and few unwelcomed guest enter the room; both wearing ACW Security uniforms. Making sure that both Zero and Starr follow his orders, he has sent a team of guards to escort them out of the building.]
ACW Security: Alright guys, you gotta go.
Thunderkiss: The hell they do!
ACW Security: Please don’t make this harder than it needs to be.
Thunderkiss: Oh come on! You people always fold like paper. Who are you trying to kid!?
Zero: Kiss.. [/color]
[Becoming the voice of reason, Zero walks up to Thunderkiss and tries to places his hand on his shoulder. He knows very well TK will doubtfully listen, but at the same time he has to try to prevent TK going on a suicide mission tonight.]
Zero: We can bargain with him and we can plea---but I don’t think sending him a rent-a-cop repair bill is enough. Face it, there’s no chance in hell that Ginger’s gonna let me OR Starr stay tonight and help you out. And since fag face Freeman and X are most likely just going to gang up and end that match in a disqualification—what’s the point in even going out there alone? Maybe you should stick with Starr’s choice. [/color]
[TK looks over at Starr who nods his head.]
Zero: OR ... ---you find a partner! So good luck with that, we’re out. I’ll talk to you later. [/color]
[And with that, Zero takes his gym bag and hoists it over his shoulders and leaves the room with Starr. Within moments & without problems they are both taken to their vehicles where they leave the arena. Now alone, Thunderkiss is resistant than EVER not to abandon this match. However, he knows if he goes it alone that it could very well be a suicide mission and he’d be falling right into the hands of both Freeman & XS3. He comes to the following conclusion. Zero is right, he will need backup tonight, and in order to get it, he is going to have to do something he rarely ever does, and that’s ask for help.]
Thunderkiss: Aw shit.
[FADE]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 10, 2007 17:23:04 GMT -5
Segment – Psychobabble (Credit: VorteX)
October 13th 1992
The scene opens up to reveal a man sitting in a large office rocking in a high-backed leather chair. It smelled of aged leather and fit his form perfectly, enough so that it made it hard to concentrate on the task at hand. The man gazed down at his notebook pondering his current situation. No books, formulas, schooling, and knowledge in the world could hope to explain how or why the project he was involved in worked.
There was a light knock at the door.
??: Come in.
The invited man walked into the spacious office appearing to be a little out of sorts with his surroundings.
??: Have a seat, Dr. Winters.
Winter’s pulled up a chair and sat down, the look on his face giving him away.
??: I know, you have no idea why I called you up here on such short notice. You will soon, however.
The mysterious and enigmatic Dr. David Drycus stood up from his leather chair and walked over to the large window behind him, gazing out at the skyline.
Drycus: You work on the Feldspar project, correct?
Winters: Yes, I transferred a few weeks back. I must say, it is most impressive work.
Drycus: Why thank you. I brought you over from your previous project due to your drive and work ethic. To be quite honest, I need someone I can trust right now, and you seem to be just the man I am looking for.
Winter’s expression grows slightly tenser as he straightens in his chair. A man of Dr. Drycus’s caliber did not usually put trust in his subordinates. Drycus does not notice this slight shift in behavior and goes on speaking, still facing the window.
Drycus: I must admit, I have grown fond of the Feldspar project. I have even given the subject at hand a name---Dimitrius---although no one seems to pay any mind to that; he is just an experiment after all. The potential of Dimitrius however, is far greater than I had imagined, and if he fell into the wrong hands society as we know it could very well be in danger.
Winter’s grows even tenser and a bit apprehensive at this point. Whatever role he was about to be assigned was not going to be a light one.
Drycus: Do you recall Freud?
Winters: Yes, however I do not see how this applies.
Drycus: The Ego, Super Ego, and Id, are all integral parts of Dimitrius, Dr. Winters. When he was first created we only had a basic ego to work off, however the Foundation wanted to do more behavioral testing. Do you know about the RNA device, Dr. Winters?
Winters: If you mean the Rapid Neuron Analysis machine they use to test Feldspar, then yes I have been exposed to it.
Drycus: Good. What you may not know is that this device has the ability to form entire worlds from a subject’s imagination. These worlds are very real to the subject, and any events they endure inside the machine will transfer to the outside world. This allows us to test the subject in all manner of ways that most likely would not fall under their legal rights.
Winters: If the subject were connected to their environment in such a manner, I would gather that even their emotions could take on a distinct ‘personality’.
Drycus: Exactly. This is precisely the thing that is very dangerous about this endeavor. Since Dimitrius had no Super Ego or Id at first, we had to create them. If he were given enough time to develop these characteristics, they could eventually take on lives of there own, although at our current research point we know of no way to transfer them from his body to a separate entity.
Winters: I gather that this is a good thing.
Drycus: Yes, although the Foundation will stop at nothing to make this happen. If Dimitrius’s id for example were to be corrupted and then transferred to a body of its own….I am not sure what could happen. Which is precisely why I called you here, I will not be around much longer and I need someone else---someone they do not expect---to prevent the seemingly inevitable from happening.
Winters cannot seem to take all of this in at once, especially when the head of a very important project has just told him he will not be around much longer.
Drycus: I need you to come with me; I have a little project to show you.
As the scene fades both men walk out of the large office and down one of the Foundation’s many long hallways.
Fade.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 10, 2007 17:24:38 GMT -5
Match 5: XS3 and Jason Freeman vs Thunderkiss and Mystery Partner (Credit: TK) ..::ACW::.. THUNDERKISS & ? VS. JASON FREEMAN & XS3 ..::WARFARE::..
-* Tale of the Tape, brought to you by the FALLEN’S ROLLS! The bakery aisle has a new Champion with Fallen’s Rolls! – FSX just Soul Transferred the Pillsbury Doughboy! *-
XS3 Age: 27 Height: 6'6" Weight: 280 Hometown: Maple Creek, Saskatchewan, Canada
Jason Freeman Age: 23 Height: 6' Weight: 230 lbs. Hometown: Long Island, New York
Thunderkiss Age: 29 Height: 6'7" Weight: 353 lbs. Hometown: Los Angeles, CA The opening guitars of "The End of Heartache [Resident Evil Version]" by Killswitch Engage kick in along with blue lights. The crowd mostly cheers but there a few boos here and there. Out from the back appears XS3, decked out in his ring attire and a baseball cap. He pauses to look on and listen to the audience's reactions before finally deciding to head down the ramp. When he approaches ringside, XS3 takes in a deep breath then exhales, wondering what the ring will hold for him tonight. Finally, XS3 slides into the ring under the bottom rope and stands on the second rope, raising his left arm in the air before hopping down onto the canvas. XS3 hands his cap to the referee and watches as the lights return to normal and the music fades.
“Ugly” by the Exiles plays. During the slow intro of the song, the lights dim, and he walks out onto the ramp slowly. When the chorus hits the lights turn on and flash brightly as a bit of fire pyro goes off. He walks slowly, and poses a bit as he walks down the ramp.
“God of Thunder” by Kiss now plays, and out comes the “Worldbreaker” - Thunderkiss! The lights dim and silhouettes from two strippers can be seen on the side trons. Thunderkiss' video plays on the Alpha as the man himself makes his way through the entranceway. He stands atop of the rampway looking out into the crowd for a moment, when suddenly he lowers his body and sends his fist flying into the metal below. Upon this impact, pyro lights up both sides of the rampway creating a sea of fire to escort Thunderkiss into the ring. Thunderkiss takes his time coming to the ring as he lets the world know they wait for him and him alone. His arrogant walk finally comes to an end as he makes his way up the ringsteps and into the ring. Upon entertaining, Thunderkiss takes command of all four corners making a statement that THIS is his house.As TK stands in the ring opposite Freeman and XS3, all eyes gaze at the entrance ramp. Who did TK get to be his partner tonight? After almost a minute of waiting, no one shows up. It is apparent that TK couldnt get anyone to be his partner and Freeman and XS3 start laughing.Philip: It looks like tonight's Main Event will be a Handicap match. The timekeeper gets the signal and rings the bell. As soon as the echo ends, the lights cut out. The AlphaTron comes to life with all of the random gibberish it's had over the past week. All of the codes and clues flash before everybody's eyes. It stops on something new."Did you figure it out?" "Meltdown, 3, 2006, 7-29-2006, International, Return, 9-30-2006" "Here's one more clue for you all." "a98sd7f98 Elk4;1j23;l4k mas08d97f pl132kj4 esa0d-f89 r32,lmn41 o-09as80cf r124,3m" "Have you solved it now? If you haven't, then you must be 'Blind'." The lights come back and the AlphaTron switches to random letters."E" "E" "T" "L" "R" "N" "A" "T" "K" "A" "S" But I cannot see Yes he can not see He's Blind!A familiar face walks from the back. The cameras pan in on him and it's none other than Rattlesnake. The fans cheer for the returning ACW wrestler. He has changed over the past couple of months. He grew his goatee and his hair out, dyed his hair black and looks to have dropped about 15 pounds. Not that matters to you, but I bet your marking out already.Rattlesnake: I'm back!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 10, 2007 17:25:44 GMT -5
Rattlesnake walks down the ramp and looks at XS3 and Freeman on one side of the ring and then at TK by himself on the other side of the ring. He walks around the ring and stops on TK's side and climbs onto the apron. A few seconds later, Rattlesnake points to the AlphaTron. The Main Event is listed."XS3 and Jason Freeman vs. Thunderkiss and Mystery Partner." Very slowly "Mystery Partner" dissolves and gets replaced with a name...Rattlesnake.Philip: I stand corrected. It's time for our Main Event match. ~!~DING,DING,DING~!~ MATCH: Thunderkiss and XS3 will be the first to start it off and WOW do these two start trading blows. There is nothing technical about this match up as Thunderkiss hammers away on X and vice versa. Soon Thunderkiss nails XS3 with a staggering right hand and that leaves him open long enough for TK to tackle him down to the mat! Once again Thunderkiss punches away and this sight causes Jason Freeman to enter the ring! He stomps down on Thunderkiss thus stopping his momentum! This in turn sends Rattlesnake into the ring who clotheslines Freeman down to the mat! Crowd *chanting*: RAT-TLE-SNAKE! RAT-TLE-SNAKE! RAT-TLE-SNAKE! RAT-TLE-SNAKE! Maxwell McNally: Wow are the fans ever behind Rattlesnake tonight! Freeman rolls to his corner and Thunderkiss picks XS3 up! He tosses XS3 to the ropes and off he bounces! TK lowers down for a back body drop but XS3 counters with a flying forearm shot instead! TK gets blasted between the eyes and he stumbles down to a knee! XS3 attacks with a few vicious right hands that connect on the side of TK’s head and then combos with a pick up into a double underhook DDT! XS3 rolls over and tags in Jason Freeman and in comes the savior of ACW. Freeman lifts TK up to his feet and tosses him into the corner! This is followed up by a running knee blast known as the OUTTA CONTROL that nails TK right in the chops! TK staggers out and Freeman takes him down to the mat with an arm drag! The Worldbreaker tries to rise but Freeman sends him back down with a dropkick that has so much impact behind it that it actually sends TK up and over the top rope down to the floor below! “Fast” Eddie Edison: Oh man did TK ever land hard on the floor! Freeman looks down and dusts off his hands in delight at the sight of the fallen Thunderkiss. He then leaps over to his corner and tags in XS3. On the outside, Thunderkiss tries to gain his senses on the outside but XS3 wont allow him the time to do so! XS3 hits the opposite side’s ring ropes and runs towards TK! He leaps off with the suicide dive known as the PHOENIX POUNCE! He crashes onto TK and this causes the fans to all rise out of their seats to get a better look at the carnage! Jason Freeman drops off the ring and makes a motion toward the pileup and this causes Rattlesnake to do the same! It takes a while but soon order is restored and both men return to their corners and the action returns to the ring! Back inside XS3 slaps on a chinlock that slows Thunderkiss down! TK struggles but is able to rely on his strength to break free and return to a vertical position! Once he does he is greeted with a RALPH KLEIN SPECIAL! XS3 quickly makes the tag into Freeman! Maxwell McNally: Excellent team work & strategy by XS3 and Freeman. They want to wear TK down by always having a fresh man in there and thats exactly how you bring a big man down. Freeman begins to stomp away on Thunderkiss who is desperately trying to make a tag into Rattlesnake. He leaps on TK’s back and slaps on a camel clutch in an effort to keep the big man in the middle of the ring! The Kiss Army comes alive and begins to cheer Thunderkiss on. It appears to be working as TK fights through the pain and begins to lift his body upwards. Freeman becomes panicked and tries to apply more pressure but its too little, too late. Thunderkiss grabs Freeman by his neck and spikes him over his back and into the mat! The crowd comes alive as Thunderkiss they watch TK drag his body towards his corner where Rattlesnake has his hand out for the tag! TK reaches out and he is almost there! From the other corner comes XS3 to stop the tag! However, he is just one step too late as TK lunges and tags the hand of Snake! Crowd: YEAAAAAAAAHHHHH!! “Fast” Eddie Edison: The Snake is loose! Things are about ready to get DAAAAAANNNNGEROUSS!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 10, 2007 17:26:39 GMT -5
Rattlesnake takes XS3 down with a clothesline and then picks Freeman up and whips him into the ropes! Freeman bounces back and Rattlesnake lifts him up into the air and drops him with a vicious powerslam! The ACW arena is rocking like never before! A dazed Freeman rises to his feet and Snake grabs him around the neck! In a rare sight, Rattlesnake gives Freeman a CHOKESLAM! Rattlesnake leaps down and makes the cover and Donovan does the rest! ONE!
TWO!!
THR... KICK OUT!!! Crowd *chanting*: RAT-TLE-SNAKE! RAT-TLE-SNAKE! RAT-TLE-SNAKE! RAT-TLE-SNAKE! Freeman kicks out and Rattlesnake continues his warpath! He takes The savior of ACW and whips him into his corner where he collides with XS3, sending the Failed Artist flying off the ring in the process! Rattlesnake goes for a German Suplex but Freeman goes cheap and pokes him in the eyes! The crowd boos as they watch Freeman take advantage after his cheap shot by slamming Rattlesnakes head against his fist repeatedly! Snake drops down to one knee and Jason Freeman gives him a knee lift that finishes off the job! Freeman turns around tries to tag in XS3, however XS3 is still laying down on the arena floor in pain! While he decides what his next move will be, Snake takes him down from behind with a surprise roll up pin! ONE!
TWO!!
TH... KICK OUT!!! Now completely rested, Thunderkiss is itching to get back into the ring. Looking up, Snake can see this and makes a leap toward his corner and makes the tag! In comes Thunderkiss and he is ready to unleash his pent up frustration! Sensing desperation, Jason Freeman reaches as far down as he can and gets a second wind! He begins nailing Thunderkiss with his lethal fists as soon as he gets in range, backing TK up! Thunderkiss becomes dazed a bit due to this assault and Jason Freeman takes advantage by charging the ropes and coming back with a big time shoulder block! Thunderkiss goes down to one knee and then Jason Freeman reaches down and hooks him, but Thunderkiss decides NOT to play along! He cocks his arm and leaps up, nailing Freeman with the GOODNIGHT KISS! Freeman gets ROCKED and Thunderkiss with the cover! ONE!
TWO!!
THREe... BREAK UP!!! Also now rested, XS3 leaps into the ring at the last second and breaks up the pin! Maxwell McNally: Thunderkiss had the victory and XS3 just stole it from him. “Fast” Eddie Edison: Be that as it may, Freeman doesn’t look like he is going anywhere and he is the legal man! Thunderkiss is irate! He charges XS3 and chases him out of the ring and down the isle! Back inside the squared circle, Jason Freeman lays semi-unconscious! As the referee tries to get the action back in the ring, Freeman begins to come around! After about a minute of disorder, the referee finally maintains order. Thunderkiss slides back inside while Donovan commands XS3 to his corner. TK turns his attention to the fallen Freeman and goes to lift him up, however, Freeman nails TK with a groin shot that goes unnoticed by the referee! TK instantly drops and howls in pain and Freeman buys himself enough time to take the tag into XS3. Seeing TK down and thriving in pain, XS3 leaps on top of him and hooks his leg back! ONE!
TWO!!
T... BREAK UP!!! It’s TK’s turn to kick out and two now as he bench presses XS3 right off of him. Both men rise at the same time and lock up in the middle of the ring. Thunderkiss Irish whips XS3 into the ropes and Irvine bounces back directly into a Thunderkiss attack. But like any seasoned vet, he sees it coming and ducks under the clothesline ... hits the back ropes and comes back with a CLOSING MOMENT! It nails TK directly in the back and the Thunderman drops down to the middle of the ring. XS3 looks up to the crowd and signals for the SHADOW STEP! However this brings in Snake who takes XS3 down from behind with a clothesline! The Donovan admonishes Snake but he could careless as he has bought enough time for TK to rise and make the tag! Back in comes Rattlesnake and on the other side of the ring XS3 tags in Jason Freeman. Maxwell McNally: What an incredible back and forth match up. Just when you think one team is going to take this match, the other one steals it right back. Crowd *chanting*: RAT-TLE-SNAKE! RAT-TLE-SNAKE! RAT-TLE-SNAKE! RAT-TLE-SNAKE! Once again the chant for Rattlesnake vibrates throughout the arena. As he and Freeman begin to trade blows in the ring, Thunderkiss watches on hanging onto the tag rope with a very peculiar look on his face ...
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 10, 2007 17:28:53 GMT -5
Closing Segment: “The Gauntlet” Credit: T-Kiss
Fans *chanting*: RAT-TLE-SNAKE .. RAT-TLE-SNAKE .. RAT-TLE-SNAKE .. RAT-TLE-SNAKE
[All night long, that chant has reverberated throughout the arena and it is bringing much displeasure to the Worldbreaker. This has been *HIS* fight, *HIS* battle and at the moment the fans could careless as they only thing on their minds is to cheer the return of the Snake! As Thunderkiss watches Rattlesnake in the ring, the sound of the chant seems to get louder after each of his strikes. Not only is it now apparent that Rattlesnake has stolen his fans, but now he also stolen his fight. The Worldbreaker can no longer take it as he finally reached his breaking point.]
“Fast” Eddie Edison: Hey... where is Thunderkiss going?!
[Both announcers and fan watch on perplexed as Thunderkiss leaps off the ring apron and begins digging underneath the ring. His fingers reach out and search away until they find what they were looking for as they rub across cold hard steel. At that moment, they latch onto the object and pull it out from underneath the ring. The camera crew almost falls over each other as they try to get a good shot of the object and eventually they do exactly that. Watching on their monitors, both Edison and McNally almost have a heart attack as they see - ]
Maxwell McNally: Oh my Lord, that’s TK’s mace!
“Fast” Eddie Edison: It’s - It’s GENE!
[Thunderkiss watches the spiked ball dangle in the warm arena air with a twinkle in his eye for a few moments before bringing it into the ring. Completely unaware of what is transpiring, Rattlesnake continues to bring the fight to Freeman. The referee for the match, Carter Donovan, sees something coming in the corner of his eye and it is at that moment that he spots Thunderkiss and his weapon. He tries to talk some sense into TK but he will have none of it and instead pushes Donovan down from behind. Now there is absolutely nothing in front of Thunderkiss except for open space and Rattlesnake’s back!]
“Fast” Eddie Edison: OHMANOHMANOHMAN ... DON’T DO IT!
[Thunderkiss doesn’t hear Edison’s wish, and even if he did, he is too zoned out to ignore it. Thunderkiss raises Gene up into the air and then shoots his hand forward toward Rattlesnake. In almost slow motion, fans are sickened by the sight of the spiked ball going into Snake’s back.]
Rattlesnake: ARRRRRRRRRRGHHHHHHH!
[Snake instantly collapses. TK pulls up and removes the mace from Rattlesnake’s back, and as he does so, blood squirts up into the air out of the wounds. Even the most relaxed observer has their nerves rattled by the sight.]
Maxwell McNally: This is one of the sickest things I’ve seen since ... well since TK tried to take Chef’s hand! We need some medical help out here for Rattlesnake immediately!
[Jason Freeman is just like everyone else - stunned at what he has just witnessed. It isn’t until he looks away from Rattlesnake long enough to see TK coming toward him with his mace that he decides to flee and rightfully so. XS3 also follows suit and both men meet up halfway down the isle. Even though both are fierce competitors, they stand little chance against Thunderkiss in this situation. Together they shout unpleasantries to the Worldbreaker and this of course ignites a response with the inclusion of an ACW microphone.]
Thunderkiss: You can both run but you can’t hide! Come Winter’s Discontent you are both MINE!
“Fast” Eddie Edison: Both?! He’s going to fight both men at Winters Discontent?! He can’t be serious!
[XS3 and Freeman now make their exits after they both shout back their acceptance at TK’s challenge! Still “not in a right frame of mind,” Thunderkiss moves away from the ropes and turns his attention back to the fallen Rattlesnake!]
Thunderkiss: I didn’t ASK for your help Rattlesnake.... nor did I WANT IT! Let’s make something perfectly clear right now, I could have beat those two guys by MYSELF! In fact, that’s what I plan to do at Winters Discontent in my very first GAUNTLET MATCH!
Maxwell McNally: It appears that he is VERY serious Edison.
Thunderkiss: Freeman... XS3... you two need to remember one thing - you WANTED this. You wanted to drive me to the breaking point and congratulations, you have. But did you even think about what happens next? I honestly don’t think you two thought this one out otherwise we wouldn’t be here. Since you guys have short term memory loss, for Christmas I’m going to give you guys a copy of my DVD so you can go back and look what happens when you push TK too far. The hatred you have put into my heart will certainly be enough fuel to take down not just one man .... NOT JUST TWO men ...
[TK pauses for a moment and then points down to Rattlesnake with a big smile on his face.]
Maxwell McNally: He’s got to be kidding ...
Thunderkiss: BUT THREE MEN.
“Fast” Eddie Edison: He’s insane! He can’t honestly think that he can go through three men in one night?!
Thunderkiss: That’s right Snake! Since want to stick your nose in my business you can reap the same rewards as those two clowns! So come prepared and bring your “A” game Snake ... and don’t forget to drink plenty of this!
[Thunderkiss rolls out of the ring and heads to the first row where earlier tonight he had seen several fans drinking his energy drink, Thundergy. Luckily for him they still are and have plenty standing by. He reaches over the guardrail and seizes their stash for himself and the fans are so awestruck they could careless. Throwing the cans in the ring, he soon joins them and then stands over Rattlesnake where he now plans to “help him out.” With his fingers TK pops one of the can’s opens and proceeds to pour it down upon a fallen and unconscious Snake!]
Thunderkiss: You’ll need all the help you can get!
“Fast” Eddie Edison: He’s pouring Thundergy all over Rattlesnake!!
Maxwell McNally: What humiliation. There is no cause or justification for this.
[All of those who were cheering for Rattlesnake have now shifted their cheers into jeers as TK rubs in the humiliation. Has TK finally bit off more than he can chew? Jason Freeman and XS3 are nothing to scoff at, and add in one soon to be venomous snake, one can’t help but think so. As a stunned ACW crowd and worldwide audience watches on, they soon will be given time to reflect on what they just witnessed as the copyright logo flashes onto the screen, signaling the end of another episode of ACW Monday Night Warfare.]
And so Warfare ends... just one more show remains, to see us out of 2007 in style.
Titles, cages and legendary feuds... all must endure the harsh cold of Winter. Which will endure, and which will crumble like shattered ice?
Tune in on Sunday 16th December to find out.
Fade to Black.
End of show.
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Post by marshall on Dec 10, 2007 17:30:25 GMT -5
Congrats to Taylor for beating Sennie
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Post by hunter on Dec 10, 2007 17:31:45 GMT -5
At least Snake isn't in the Entourage. >_> Good show, comments later, etc.
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