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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 7, 2008 17:17:55 GMT -5
Segment: LULZ HAVE U FIGURED OUT TEH JOKE?! (Credit: Hitman) The fans of ACW have once again settled in and have been enjoying a great show thus far. It's as if nothing could ruin their mood… Whoops, I spoke too soon because the lights just cut to black. Only the screen remains illuminated as these random clips come up on the screen.As soon as the clips disappear, a random voice speaks in a pseudo-sinister tone."DID YOU FIGURE OUT THE CODE YET?!?!?!"Before the audience even has time to say "WTF?", a string of letters appears on the screen.Fdbdfibdbsflbdfsbsdfbobdfbdfvbdfbdfbenhnyttwefeqocdcacefiuimumuu4 Fan 1: "I think I see the word muumuu in there… Is it Homer Simpson?" "STILL DIDN'T FIGURE IT OUT?!?!?! HERE'S ANOTHER CLUE!!!!"Just then, select letters become brighter than the others.Fdbdf ibdbsf lbdfsbsdfb obdfbdf vbdfbdfb enhny ttwefeq ocdcace fiuimum uu4 Fan 2: "I… love… tofu? Is it a vegan? IS IT WEIRD AL?!" "YOU STILL HAVEN'T FIGURED IT OUT?!?!?! ARE YOU STUPIDER THAN A MONKEY?! OKAY, HERE'S ONE LAST CLUE!"To add to the confusion, a select group of numbers shows up in a row.20.8.9.19.6.1.2.9.19.12.1.13.5.The numbers remain there for a while until they start twitching out like a monkey on crack. Finally, the numbers all come together to form letters.T.H.I.S.F.A.D.I.S.L.A.M.E.The bold statement garners quite a collection of laughs from the fans as the lights come back on and "The Lost Vikings" by Dethklok roars into the arena. Out from the back appear Ken Dante and Punished Fox, known collectively as ACW's newest tag team, Demon Inc. Ken is seen holding his guitar and Fox raises a pair of drumsticks high for the fans to see. They go down the ramp and slap hands with fans at ringside before entering the ring and taking a corner, holding up their respective instruments. The music dies down and Ken grabs a mic from a ringside attendant.Ken: "Let that be a lesson to anyone who wants to follow the trend. And to everyone else… HELLO NEWPORT!" An awkward pause occurs before Fox whispers something in Ken's ear.Fox: "Uh… Dude? We're at the ACW arena." Ken: "Really? Umm… Well then, hello ACW fans!" Ken soaks in the cheap pop before continuing on.Ken: "Well, if you remember us, we cost JOYTOY, better known as using Thunderkiss as her meal ticket, her match with Christine, the wife of my bandmate and good friend, XS3. That same night, we made the deal to come out of retirement for a little while and do what we used to do pretty damn good: wrestle. Granted, we've garnered some ring rust since calling it quits back in '06. But that was then and this is now. We've been training with Tim Dwight recently and trying out some new moves to help get us back in the game." Fox suddenly taps Ken on the shoulder and asks for the mic. Ken realizes that Fox has something important to say so he graciously hands over the mic.Fox: "By the way, speaking of people affiliated with Fallout, this is a message to Mr. Thunderkiss himself. You wanted a match so damn badly with XS3 but circumstances beyond your control wouldn't let you get what you want. But guess what, sunshine? XS3 told me to tell you that if you want your damn match so bad, head over to the Fallout return show and maybe you'll find what you're looking for!" With his words being spoken, Fox returns the mic to Ken.Ken: "As for our in-ring debut, look for us on Thursday. We promise to give you fans a good match and some laughs all around. But now we're off to compose some more riffs more Demon Inc. Ciao." "The Lost Vikings" hits once more and Demon Inc take their leave. As they head to the back, one can only wonder what they'll do now that they're in ACW.
Fade.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 7, 2008 17:18:42 GMT -5
Segment: ...Yet So Far Away (Credit: Jake / Hunter)
As we return from the commercial break, we see Jake Cheng walking down the hallway with his bodyguards in tow, wearing an oddly large black leather trench coat over himself. His look is rather relaxed for someone wearing a neck brace, and his walk is neither brisk nor slow. He stops for a moment, and his bodyguards do likewise. Neither says a word as to why they have stopped, and they instead wait patiently for him to move again. But he does not. His eyes dart back and his ears prick up as he hears a rhythmic beat growing louder and louder. He turns around fully and puts his hands in his pockets, checking to make sure that his coat is not zipped up. He then looks ahead and smiles, waiting for what he knows will soon come.
Hunter: CHENG! CHENG, YOU MOTHERFUCKER, GIVE ME BACK THAT FUCKING TITLE!
The ACW Heavyweight Champion sprints down the hallway and Jake Cheng simply stares ahead absent mindedly, awaiting the impact (or lack thereof). Wing Yin and Lee Yang take a position on either side of the injured Jake, but then move forward. Hunter stops his run and looks around. He takes a step back and looks at the bodyguards, and then back at Jake.
Hunter: Where the hell is it, Cheng?
Jake: I don't have your belt, Hunter. And even if I did, I certainly wouldn't give it to you.
He motions for his bodyguards to step back, and both of them do, taking a position on either side of him yet again.
Hunter: I know it was you you dipshit. I was right fucking there when these two goddamn goons took it from me!
Jake: I wouldn't call them goons again. They have short tempers, and you don't want to end up in the hospital again. Now if you would kindly leave---
Hunter: How do you think this will end, Cheng? I won't ever fucking quit looking for that title. I KNOW you have it and it's only a matter of time before I find out where it is. And when I do, I'll make you pay for putting your hands on my belt!
Jake: Well, good luck with that. Seeing...
He slightly opens his coat, and Hunter's eyes are instantly drawn to a golden glimmer emerging from Jake's waist.
Jake: ...as I don't have the thing to begin with.
Hunter stares at his own golden nameplate, and for a moment he forgets himself. He forgets where he is, perhaps even who he is, and instead he stares at what he has not seen for over three weeks. Jake covers the title up with his coat again and Hunter looks up at his nasty smirk.
Hunter: You son of a b---
The two bodyguards stop Hunter just seconds before he launches at Jake, and they push him back. Hunter, though usually well balanced, cannot hold himself up, and quickly crumbles to the ground. He looks up at Jake, still smirking, his coat now tightly closed.
Jake: Oh come now, Hunter. You wouldn't hit a cripple, would you?
And with that, Jake walks around Hunter, Wing and Lee following behind him, their eyes still trained on Hunter. After they turn the corner, Hunter picks himself up, slightly dusting off his shoulder. Without another word, he walks off in the opposite direction. Jake's neck brace and bodyguards may have gotten him out of this one, but they surely cannot help him all the time. So what will happen when he can no longer rely on their safety?
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 7, 2008 17:19:33 GMT -5
Match 3: Andrew Starr vs Jonny Hughes (Credit: BK London)
As the bell sounds for this match to begin, the two quickly engage in a rather aggressive collar elbow tie up in the center of the ring. This one on one encounter has been brewing for a while now, and now that it's finally coming to head in this ring - they plan to rip one another apart. Quickly Starr manages to break the hold with a knee to the abdomen and then a clubbing blow to the back of Jonny Hughes. Starr continues to club down on the upper back of Andrew Starr before whipping him hard into the turnbuckle, nearly shifting the ring a few inches. Starr looks to follow up with a clothesline in the corrner but Hughes manages to get his boot up, bringing Starr's heavy offense to a screeching halt. Starr stumbles back a bit, holding his jaw in pain before dropping down to one knee and within a few seconds Hughes charges out the corner and connects with a huge kick to the face. Starr drops down to the canvas like a sack of bricks while Hughes holds his lower back in pain from the onslaught just moments before. Waisting no time, the Entertainment Champion quickly covers Starr but the former Light Heavyweight Champion manages to kick out right on two. Hughes mounts himself over Starr and begins pummeling him with rights and lefts before picking him up and placing him on the ropes. Hughes lights up the challenger with a huge knife edge chop across the chest, which gets a resounding "WOOOOOOOOOOO!" from the fans in attendance. Hughes follows up with another chop to the chest with the same result before whipping Starr across the ring into the opposing ropes.
Starr holds onto the ropes before slipping under, bringing an end to Hughes momentum and taking a breather for himself at the same time, but Hughes isn't about to let Starr regain some energy. Hughes slips out of the ring and surprises the Entourage member with a forearm to the back of the head. He now smashes the head of Starr against the apron before tossing him back in the ring to finish his work. Starr crawls across the ring towards the opposing ropes, but Hughes follows him as he doesn't want him to escape again. As Hughes gets in range, Starr grabs Hughes by his tights and pulls him forward so his neck strikes the ropes.Hughes' neck bounces off the ropes and Starr covers the Entertainment Champion - but Hughes kicks out. Starr picks up Hughes and delivers a huge scoop slam in the middle of the ring before picking him up and hitting one more for extra sting. Starr bounces off the ropes and delivers a huge knee to the skull of Hughes, hitting what he calls "Falling Starr". Starr covers once more, but Hughes manages to get his shoulder up. The Washington native now begins pummeling Hughes with some hefty rights before covering him once more, but Hughes gets his shoulder up. Starr picks up Hughes and takes him down with a short arm clothesline before covering once more. Hughes manages to get his shoulder up once more and it absolutely infuriates the challenger.
Starr looks to pick up Hughes, but Hughes manages to counter with an inside cradle which catches the brawler off guard. Starr manages to free himself before he is down for the count, and as both men get up at the same time - it's Starr who looks for a clothesline. Luckily for Hughes, he manages to scout it and ducks under the hefty clothesline. Starr turns around and Hughes kicks him in the abdomen before hitting a Fisherman Suplex. Along with the bridge, it looks like it's over from here but Starr manages to kick out. Hughes gets up, and picks up his opponent shortly after and strikes him a few more times in the head. A swinging neckbreaker follows and now Hughes ascends the turnbuckle to the top rope to add some extra damage. Hughes dives off the top rope and looks for his Ode to Dynamine, a vicious diving headbutt, but Starr manages to re-position himself and get his knees up. As Hughes holds his abdomen in pain as he rises up, Starr musters enough strength to get up to his feet and bounce off the ropes. Hughes doesn't have enough strength to stop the oncoming attack, and he nearly gets his head knocked off his shoulders with the Andrew Starr Lariat. Starr hooks the leg of Hughes and manages to score a huge win over the Entertainment Champion in this non-title match.
Winner: Andrew Starr.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 7, 2008 17:19:58 GMT -5
Starr punches the air and smirks, lording it over Hughes as the bell rings to single the end of his match – but he doesn't plan to stop there. Oh no. As Starr sees fit to deliver punishment as he sees Hughes coming to.
Starr has begun to wind his arm up for another vicious lariat to take off the Entertainment Champion's head off again - and the crowd attempts to warn the absolutely groggily Hughes of the upcoming attack. Hughes stumbles to his feet and turns around as Starr bounces off the ropes and charges at him full force.
Hughes at the last moment scouts the move and ducks under the huge arm of the former Light Heavyweight Champion to the delight of the crowd. Starr turns around, wondering for a split second how he could've seen that coming - but before he can do anything about it he is sent flying in the air with a Burden of Excellence that nearly rocks the foundations of the ring. Starr is laid out in the center of the ring as Hughes stands over him as the referee presents him the Entertainment Championship.
The Senatorial Stablemate stares down at the fallen Entourage member and holds his championship high in triumph as the show takes a break to pay some bills.
Fade to the break.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 7, 2008 17:20:34 GMT -5
Segment: " 1-26-08 - Part 2" Credit: T-Kiss [Wishing it was all a dream, Thunderkiss now resides in the company of a demon named Jashin, a demon who has come to collect his very soul after a deal they made five years prior. Having sold his soul for the promise of fortune, power and fame, Thunderkiss buried this fact and all memories of their first meeting deep into his subconscious. Exposing TK to the truth, the Thunderman has now reeling with the fact that he only has a few more weeks to live. Just like any one else in his predicament, he now pleas with Jashin for a reprieve.] Thunderkiss: Now wait just a minute, you promised me I would reach the top! Incase you demons are color blind, I really don’t see any championship gold around my waste! Because of that, I’d say our contract is null and void![glow=red,2,300]Jashin: You have the skills and abilities to become champion and you’ve had them for quite sometime. It is not my fault you never took full advantage of them![/glow] Thunderkiss: Well its not my fault either! Its hard to become champion when you’re not given any opportunity to do so![glow=red,2,300]Jashin: Sorry Thunderkiss. The power you possess is what I promised you and delivered. Altering the actions & decisions of others was not part of the contract. So unless you have anything else of merit to say to me, I think I’ll be going now and let you enjoy your final weeks here on Earth.[/glow] Thunderkiss: Wait! Wait! Wait .... How about I deliver you the soul of ... another?[glow=red,2,300]Jashin: Another? Hm.[/glow] [The demon turns away from Thunderkiss for a minute to ponder his offer. What is another five years in the grand scheme of time? To those in the other realms, five years is like five minutes. He only came for one but now Jashin can have two; what a deal. It is with this thought process that he gladly accepts Thunderkiss’ terms.] [glow=red,2,300]Jashin: I will accept this offer and it shall buy you another five years. Of course this soul will be in conjunction with your own.[/glow] Thunderkiss: There’s no possible scenario where we can forget that whole you “owning my soul” thing, is there?[glow=red,2,300]Jashin: I’m afraid not.[/glow] [Still not liking that part of the deal, Thunderkiss bows his head in sadness. He knows through his mistake made long ago that one day he’ll have to pay the price, but at least today is not that day. He has now bought himself another five years, and he is going to make the most out of them as he possibly can.] [glow=blue,2,300]?: That isn’t entirely true. [/glow]
Thunderkiss: Whoa...
[glow=red,2,300]Jashin: You have no business or authority here angel![/glow]
[glow=blue,2,300]Angel: No authority? You seem to forget that this Earthly plane and all like it belong to my King. And as one of his representatives, I’d say I have all the authority I *WANT* to be here foul creature.[/glow]
[Continuing with her defiant attitude, the angel pulls a sword from the scabbard that resides on her hip and thrusts the tip toward TK’s person.]
[glow=blue,2,300]Angel: You, Aiden Joseph.[/glow]
Thunderkiss: Look babe, you may be smokin’ hot and all but nobody calls me by that anymore, do we understand each other?
[glow=blue,2,300]Angel: Your baptismal name is Aiden Joseph and that is what you shall be called. And since we are on the topic of names, I would appreciate it if you do not call me “babe.” My name is Xio‘Zel and you will address me as such. I come to offer you a way out of this demons clutches. Considering that your soul now hangs in the balance, If I were you, I’d listen.[/glow]
Thunderkiss: Who is Thunderkiss to deny a pretty girl her time with him? Proceed.
[glow=red,2,300]Jashin: No! Don’t listen to her Aiden! She speaks untruths! [/glow]
[Jashin’s anger causes him to rush toward both the Xio’Zel and Thunderkiss in an effort to separate them. Having none of this, with a wave of her sword Xio’Zel blocks Jashin’s path with the divine light of heaven. While he shrieks in displeasure, Xio’Zel makes her pitch.]
[glow=blue,2,300]Xio’Zel: I offer you redemption Aiden. Instead of an eternity in hell you may instead enter the blissful kingdom of Heaven and live with the creator of all existence. You who seek unlimited power will also possess it - FIVE HUNDRED TIMES - that of a normal human being. [/glow]
Thunderkiss: Five hundred .... times?
[glow=red,2,300]Jashin *screaming*: I can offer you six hundred! [/glow]
[glow=blue,2,300]Xio’Zel: The only forked tongue around here belongs to that beast Aiden. He can offer you no more that what he already has, and even then it isn’t even HALF of what awaits you if you choose my father’s offer.[/glow]
[glow=red,2,300]Jashin: You are wasting all our time Angel! You know not the man you’re dealing with! Why don’t you just skip to the part where you tell him what he has to agree to?[/glow]
[Thunderkiss raises his eyebrow for he indeed would like to know. Though she has offered him much, the cost of such must most certain come with a price.]
[glow=blue,2,300]Xio’Zel: You shall do the bidding of our father whilst your time on Earth. [/glow]
[glow=red,2,300]Jashin *laughing*: How do you like that, goody two shoes?! [/glow]
[TO BE CONTINUED]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 7, 2008 17:23:00 GMT -5
Segment: Long Time, No Challenge
Credit: Jay Zero [/right] The scene opens up to find Charlotte King, one of ACW’s main backstage interviewers standing just to the left of ACW’s Light Heavyweight Champion Jay Zero. [/center] Charlotte: Hi there, my name’s Charlotte King and right now I am standing beside the former Entertainment Champion, and the reigning Light Heavyweight Champion, Jay Zero! Jay, nobody here or anybody watching at home has heard anything from you since the 2007 awards ceremony, so I believe it’s only right to finally let you speak out. Zero: Well you just ask the questions and I’ll give you the answers! [/color] Charlotte: Alright. Charlotte smiles at Jay, who responds with a cheesy, “I-don’t-want-to-be-here” look on his face. [/center] Charlotte: At Winter’s Discontent you and Andrew Starr--- Zero: Got beaten, yes, yes, I know! Fact of the matter is, I was the one who screwed up. Not Starr, me! [/color] Charlotte: Well what makes you put the blame on yourself? Zero: Oh you saw the match! I got caught up in the moment with Hunter down on that damn table and me up on the stage. I wanted to put the nail in the coffin, but once I dove off, I set myself up for a crash and burn, which was exactly what happened! There was no way Starr was gonna be able to defend himself against those two after that cause frankly, I was just out of it then. [/color] Charlotte: Is that why you’ve remained silent ever since? Jay hesitates for a moment and then decides to answers once he’s thought it through. [/center] Zero: --Um yeah, sure. [/color] Charlotte: Well that match is in the past now so there’s nothing to dread on. It’s a new year, so you should just look forward. Zero: Oh and that I am! Already I’ve defended my Light Heavyweight title while fending off the rest of the Senatorial Stable! My title reign is in tact as ever! Plus the fact that I was named the Break Out Superstar of 2007, I’d say that so far, I’m doing pretty good! [/color] Charlotte: Well that brings me to my next question….What’s next? Zero: What do you mean what’s next? What’s next for what? [/color] Charlotte: For you! It seems like every time you have a title defense, you come out on top and with each day and defense that passes, so does one of your contenders. What’s next, Jay? It seems like nobody is willing to step up to the plate anymore. Zero: Well I wonder why! Just look at me Charlotte! I’m on my way to becoming the Best Light Heavyweight Champion in history! Nobody wants to step onto the tracks when the trains coming in full speed! [/color] Charlotte: But don’t you want to pursue new things? I mean, Jon Taylor is new and just won— Zero: Hey! Don’t you go running your mouth about that nobody Jon Taylor! He hasn’t proved SHIT to me yet! Once he pins me in the ring, then you can come talk to me about him! But for now, too bad sweet cheeks! And me—heh, I don’t NEED to pursue new things! Once I feel that I juiced this reign to all that it’s worth, THEN I’ll consider going after my World Title that Hunter’s kindly holding onto for me. Or—heh, that Jake Cheng’s now holding onto. [/color] Charlotte: So you don’t want to dip into any new challenges? Any new competition? Zero: New competition? There IS no competition when it comes to Jay Zero! I’ve gone through the best, and I’ll tear through the rest! [/color] Charlotte: Well, I beg to differ. Jay becomes shocked at the statement. [/center] Zero: …What did you just say? [/color] Charlotte: You haven’t gone through the best. He is starting to become very irate. [/center] Zero: And just who the hell haven’t I gone through?! [/color] Charlotte: BK London. All the way from the arena, loud pops are heard as all of his fans scream out. Jay is now flaring up. [/center] Charlotte: You may have talked trash to him when you debuted, but I don’t believe you ever got the opportunity to ever back your mouth up inside the ring. Zero: You know what Charlotte, the reason why I never got the chance to beat BK is because quite frankly, I don’t need it! I don’t need the publicity, and I don’t need the “honor!” GOT IT? BK London is in the past and if you want the real breaking news, you gotta stick with your eyes on Jay Zero! [/color] Charlotte: Well fine then, if you’re too afraid to face BK then I guess— Zero: WHOA, WHOA, WHOA! I am NOT afraid to face him! I just choose not to because he’s in a total different weight class and skill level than I am! I don’t want his chunky, clumsy ass just swinging punches all around! I want a real wrestler in the ring with me! BK isn’t one of those! I mean hey, any joke can slap some tights on and call themselves a wrestler, but it really takes a special skill to back it up and really make you one, like I’ve done time and time again! [/color] Charlotte: If you say so. Zero: Yeah, I do! [/color] Charlotte: But since you don’t feel like stepping up to that challenge---why not step up to that man we met at Winter’s Discontent? Jay furrows his brows. [/center] Zero: Excuse me? [/color] Charlotte: You know—Christopher Savich. Zero: Oooh no, no, no, no, no! Don’t even start! [/color] Charlotte: Why not? The man said he had a client he’d like to introduce you to. I believe Limelight was the name? Zero: No! Savich has nothing to do with ACW, and he sure as hell doesn’t have anything to do with me! I’m done here Charlotte! Hasta La Vista! [/color] He whips his body around and adjusts his Light Heavyweight Title before storming off the scene. Obviously the subject has upset him. Charlotte sighs and shakes her head at the camera. The scene fades out. [/center]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 7, 2008 17:23:41 GMT -5
Segment: BK London: Questions Existing (Credit: BK London) It's the story that everyone has been buzzing about since Winter's Discontent. Not the abduction of Hunter's precious ACW Championship. Not the return of Rattlesnake and Thunderkiss' Gauntlet either. No, the talk at the water cooler the next day was the return of BK London to ACW. A return that saw one of the biggest reactions from a crowd ACW has ever seen, a return that changed the landscape of ACW completely at that time.
Since BK London has returned, he hasn't really given his fans an explanation about where he has been during his hiatus, or what he's done. We've heard plenty of news reports such as his divorce from Kiley Johnson, his house going up in flames, and most intruiging, his encounter in a fan while he was in Brazil. All of these reports bring up a string of questions, and those questions hope to be answered on a special report we call "BK London: Questions Existing".
As we fade in from black, Matthew Culhane - reporter for the ACW Homepage - seems to be seated in a lavish arm chair. And across from him, the man of the hour, one of the greatest superstars to enter an ACW ring - BK London. While Culhane seems to be dressed very professional for this encounter, wearing a crisp suit and looking very..."Senatorial" if I can say, BK London is sporting a much more casual wear - sporting simply a light blue pair of jeans, some white air force ones, and one of his BK London shirts from last year.
It's the report everyone has been waiting for, and now it's getting underway.Culhane: It's nice to see you again BK London, nice to see you brighter spirits than the last time we met. BK: It's nice to see you again Matthew. How's everything on your end? Culhane: It's fine, fine. Now that we're done with all the small talk, let's quickly get to the questions. BK: Eager to get things started, huh? Culhane: Very. Now, let's revisit the night of Saturday August 25th 2007. In the first match of the show, you defeated Thunderkiss to face Wyvern later that evening. And in that main event match, when many believe you had the title won - you were attacked by Adrian Flamingo. You can see the uneasy look growing on BK London's face as he revists that moment in his mind. The moment that started the downfall of his 2007.Culhane: Then, not only did he cost you the ACW Heavyweight Championship, but he took out out of action for the next four months. The following Meltdown, he gave a brief explanation about why he did it. I hold a transcript here of his promo, and it reads: “Heatwave was supposed to be the steady progression of reaching the stardom I’ve craved since the day I started here. I was going to go out, cost BK the match, and boom, a steady rival for months until management saw that I was worth my own title shot. For some reason though… it didn’t work like that. I can’t really explain what did happen out there, fans, but I can assure you, I didn’t want to put BK London out like that. You know me, fans, ever since day 1, I’ve always spoke to you directly like this. You know that I’ve NEVER maliciously attacked someone outside of a match. Sure, I’ve made my presence known, and sure, I’ve had my bloody fights… but I’ve always respected the health of my opponents. Even Nick Durdan, who swore to end my career, I made sure to break him out of the ice coffin after I won my match. I wish I could make you all believe that I didn’t want to break BK’s leg. I wish I could explain what happened to me in the ring after Wyvern left. The thing is, when I was alone with BK and I had that chair… something came over me. Something told me to wrap that chair around his leg. Something told me to climb that turnbuckle. You want to know what, ACW fans?.
I liked it. No, I loved it. No, I’m not developing a second personality or any of that other pseudo-fake shit. No, that was ALL Adrian Flamingo at Heatwave. Hell, I surprised myself in that ring, but I’m happy I did it. Frankly, it needed to be done. I’m so sick and tired of hearing a guy like BK London run his mouth and make his empty threats and promises. I went to prep school with guys like BK London. They HAD to be the star… they HAD to be the center of attention. They thought they were so smart and funny that nothing bad could never happen to them. BK London is at the point in his career that he’s trying to cement his legacy. Well, guess what London, you were too busy looking ahead that you never thought to check behind you. An honest man will stab you in the front, but a smart man? Well, you saw what happened. Now, ACW, you got your fucking answers… leave.” [/color] Culhane: The onslaught of verbal comments would continue throughout the months, but any comments on that particular bold statement by Flamingo? BK: After sitting in the hospital for a week, with my leg suspended in the air, after a lot of thinking - I came to that very conclusion myself Matthew. For years on end, we've had a revolving door in ACW of talent coming in and walking right out. Some of those stars even attempted to go after me to make an impact, to be the one to topple the "great BK London" - little to none of them succeeded. But Adrian Flamingo, he wasn't going to allow himself to be just another one of those useless names in ACW. He knew full well what talent he possessed and he wasn't going to let someone else stand in the way of being what he knew he was all along - the best. And I admire that. Flamingo didn't just blindly challenge me to a one on one match, he didn't just attack me from behind at any given moment backstage. He planned it out, he waited until I was ripe for the picking before he struck, and he was awarded with the sweet taste of victory. So, as I sat in the hospital and watched that promo, it was basically confirming what I already knew. Adrian Flamingo is a smart man for taking me out the way he did. I watched as he enjoyed the time I was gone, I watched as he ascended to that next level, fighting in main events and battling former ACW Champions, but he knew it was only a matter of time until I returned. Culhane: Now, speaking of returns, in this business there have been speedy recoveries with broken bones. You yourself were healed in mid-October from your broken leg, but you refused to return then. Why? Why not seek immediate retribution on Mr. Flamingo for his deeds just a little more than a month later as opposed to the four you took? BK: I chose to return at a later date simply because....I was not ready to return. Sure, my leg was healed, but I wasn't going to let some quack doctor, Ginger, or anyone else dictate when I'll be back in the ring. That doctor said I wouldn't be able to walk until early November - I proved him wrong. Then he goes out and releases some "medically cleared" date to the world. Everyone expected me to return then, but I chose to return on my own accord - when I felt it was ready. Culhane: But why four months? BK: When you last saw me, I wasn't in the right mindstate Matthew. I found myself just staring out of my window for days on end. Not moving at all, just remembering those final moments from Heatwave. Until then, there was never a time in my life when I was helpless to do something. When I had to have other people do things for me. It was a wretched, horrible feeling, and something I never wanted to experience again. I made a vow to myself that when I returned, I didn't want to be the same BK London as before. The same BK London that was weak and vulnerable to such an attack. I wanted to be smarter, I wanted to be better, faster, stronger - so I packed up my bags and headed out the country to train and really explore myself as a person. Fade Out.Continued in Part 2...
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 7, 2008 17:24:45 GMT -5
Segment: Libertines vs. BK? (Credit: Libertines)
*Time for heroes kicks in as libertines walks to the ring. As he walks to the ring he notices a fan with a BK London sign and rips it and laughs at the kid who had the sign.*
Libertines: OK I was going to talk about my broken toe I received on meltdown on the 2nd which caused me to lose my match, but after seeing such a disrespectful act by that little snot nose punk kid. I’m going to talk about another problem with ACW and his name is BK Lamedon
*libertines holds mouth but couldn’t contain himself he had to laugh at his own joke*
Libertines: Get it? You know because he is lame.
*The crowd continued to look on baffled by how stupid and simple and yes even “lame” that joke was.*
Libertines: Oh yeah I forgot these are ACW fans. Of course they can’t respect a good joke. I mean no wonder there is a writers strike, but back to the point yes BK London I know you’re watching this with your million dollar wife and with your million dollar TV in your million dollar house. Wait BK you don't have a wife anymore right? I guess who can blame her for leaving you. If you still talk to her. Tell her to call me or got to room 105 and I'll show her a real man. Ok BK Now that I got your attention......
*the crowd chants shut the **** up. Then libertines takes a bow. To mock the crowd*
Libertines: Now BK I wanted to challenge you to a match. So BK what do you say? Me you on Meltdown; one on one. Now what do the fans of ACW think of that match!!!!
*crowd chants bk’s going to kill you*
Libertines: BK you got the dumbasse…. I mean fans on your side so BK what do you say? I mean BK it's time for you to stop running away from me. I know you heard rumors that I was going to come back to ACW. So what did you do you faked an injury so you wouldn't have to face me, and I'm pretty sure after you hear me challenge you right now you will fake another injury. Oh yeah if you do accept me challenge I got a few plans up my sleeves to make sure I won’t lose to you. Why? Because I’m cool like that.
*libertines drops the mic. While time for heroes kicks in, and walks to the back.*
Fade.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 7, 2008 17:25:45 GMT -5
Although I Do Love Ramen... (Credit: Noodles N' Snakes. NOT LOVE RAMEN)
When is it ok to take a perfectly good thing and change it? That's right never. You don't see the Patriots trading away Randy Moss or Tom Brady or firing Bill Belichick. That's because you don't change a perfectly[/u] good thing. You don't see BCS ranking change because that's.....actually, that's a bad example. But nonetheless, good things shouldn't be changed. So don't even think about changing Noodles N' Snakes.
Rattlesnake finds the open-doored locker room of his reoccurring tag team partner, the newly ‘back in business’ Jake Cheng. As he steps into the doorway of the Chinese Phenom’s locker room, he meets the other two members of the 14K Triad, face to face.[/i]
Rattlesnake: I need to talk to Jake.
Neither of the men budge. Rattlesnake’s fist clenches, but he remains calm and cool in his facial expression.
Rattlesnake: Hey! Listen, I don’t need to be here right now, but I want to win-
Wing Yin: Mr. Cheng, Mr. Rattresnake is here.
Jake: Let him in.
And as if Jake’s voice was Moses, Wing Yin and Lee Yang step out of the doorway and out of Rattlesnake’s way. He walks in between them and looks around Jake’s locker room, although it hardly looks like on. The room consists of a kitchen area, cabinets and even a microwave, on the two walls near a poker table at which Jake sits. In the other section of the room is an empty space, except for the flat screen TV mounted on the wall, the speakers and a Wii on the floor. Jake stands up and moves toward Snake.
Jake: Snake! Sorry about that, I told them to guard the door. Somehow TK managed to get in here even though I locked it. I currently am waiting for a new door.
Rattlesnake: No problem. Did you say Thunderkiss was in here? What did he want?
Jake: Take a seat. He was begging for us not to kill him tonight.
Rattlesnake sits down and laughs and Jake smiles also. Something seems different about Rattlesnake this time he is with Jake. The last two times they discussed their tag match, he seemed more.... perturbed.
Rattlesnake: Nice locker room. It’s very....Soprano-ish.
Jake: You like it? So, what did you come by for?
Rattlesnake: To talk about our tag match. I have no doubt that we will win, but I just want to make sure we are on the same page.
Jake: I hear you, tonight could be a big win for us. And you are right, we need to be on the same page, because I am sure as hell Senator and Kiss won’t be.
Rattlesnake: Yes, very true. And what’s up with the new name? Love Ramen?
Jake: Not my doing. Although I do Love Ramen.
Rattlesnake: Well so do I. But I'm not too thrilled about the name. Sounds like someone was smoking something when they thought of that.
Rattlesnake stands up. He looks around one last time.
Rattlesnake: Aside from that, we're in agreement then.
Jake: We are. So I'll see you out in the ring.
Rattlesnake: Of course.
Rattlesnake turns around and walks by Jake's bodyguards and leaves the locker room. It's obvious that despite the name, both of them are indeed on the same page and should work together as a cohesive unit later tonight.
Fade.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 7, 2008 17:26:35 GMT -5
Segment: “My Fellow Americans ... ” Credit: Senator/T-Kiss
[“Hail to the Chef” hits the sound system and out comes Senator Steve Phillips! Phillips does his usual victory gesture on the rampway before proceeding to the ring in a very serious like manner. Normally a man who is all business come match time, Phillips is even more extreme in his demeanor tonight, no doubt a result of being teamed with Thunderkiss. Once inside the ring, Phillips does his best to completely ignore “God of Thunder” as it blasts over the speakers, the entire Kiss Army and any other distractions. Larger than life itself, Thunderkiss makes quite a scene coming down the isle in an effort to rattle Phillips, but fails to do so. This of course provides TK with even more motivation to rile the Senator up. When he hits the ring he cranks his antics all the way up in an effort to annoy his counterpart.]
Thunderkiss *pointing to the Senator*: Hey look everyone! Its Captain BORING! Did you bring one of your speeches tonight Steve? That old lady in the third row looks like she needs to take a nap.
Steve Phillips: Well, well, well, what have we here? The man I beat not once, but twice in the last year? Ronald Reagan once said to Walter Mondale that he would "not use his youth and inexperience against him" in the debates. I do believe that quote would apply nicely in this situation...in other words, I view my years behind me as an advantage, an advantage that you could hardly ever understand, given your perpetual juvenile mindset. So, we have to team here? Any chance that I could go this alone? Or if I MUST have a tag partner, I think I would prefer Phillip Jones, here.
Thunderkiss: You wish old man. Now if you’ll excuse me for a moment, I have to actually keep these people entertained. Lord knows we lost over half of them by now thanks to your dumb theme music and entrance.
[Phillips seethes in anger as TK steps away and gives Phillip the “give me the microphone” look. Phillip gladly tosses it to him and moves to the side knowing full well its in his physical well being to hand the spotlight over to Thunderkiss.]
Thunderkiss: There has been much talk lately about what my intentions are concerning the political arena, and more specifically, the race for presidency. Tonight I want to put all rumors and speculation to rest once and for all and make my future crystal clear. To start, I want to talk about some issues facing the country today. The falling value of the dollar. Corporate America raping the middle class and exporting our jobs to other countries so they can become richer. Immigration, border control and homeland security. These are issues that concern me not my fellow Thundermaniacs...
Steve Phillips: Of course not. At the risk of being quite insensitive, they are quite simply not the types that I would even want voting for me, let alone, cheering my name. Dimwits, convicts, misogynists, wannabe vicarious egotistical maniacs, not a lot that I am concerned for in the very slightest.
[TK looks over at Phillips and gives him a very stern look of disapproval. This prompts the Senator to shrug his shoulders as if he was trying to say “the truth hurts.” TK responds by warning the Senator via shaking his head back and forth in a very slow manner. Once the message is delivered, Thunderkiss turns back around to the cameras and continues.]
Thunderkiss: Is it just myself, or does America seem a little less “fun” these days? I remember days of yesterday where people seemed happier, life was better and our youth weren’t all sniveling, cowardice assholes. It is for this very reason that I have the following to announce to the world here on Monday Night Warfare. Ladies and gentlemen, it is with great pleasure that I, Thunderkiss, announce my candidacy for the President of the United States of America!
“Fast” Eddie Edison: Oh.... my... God....
Maxwell McNally: He can’t be serious?
Thunderkiss: For those of you asking yourself, “is he serious?” - I am.
Maxwell McNally: Well that answered that.
Senator Steve: All hope would be lost, lost...that is, if our wise forefathers had not crafted rules that make this thankfully impossible...
Thunderkiss: You see, I have sat by long enough and watched my country sink towards mediocracy. Well no longer! Just like in professional wrestling, the political arena is filled with boring and stale individuals that need to be replaced! Well hell, there is one in this ring right now!
[TK points to “Senator” Steve Phillips,” immediately drawing the Senator’s ire.]
Steve Phillips: You speak the words of a simplistic populist, but you do not even posess the intelligence to capture that viewpoint properly! Face it, you would do yourself a favor if you decided to stick to your blundering ways here in professional wrestling. Not that you utilize even the few brain cells that you theoretically posess in this pursuit...
Thunderkiss: Yeah, you keep looking at me like that old man and I’ll knock those false teeth right out of your mouth!
Steve Phillips: Just try it! Shame we have that match later, or I would happily oblige you.
Thunderkiss *ignoring Phillips*: As your President, I imagine an American were an adult bookstore can be found on EVERY corner! As your President, I imagine a world where prostitution is no longer illegal! And as your President there will no longer be BLUE states or RED states. Instead there will be only one color to represent the states, and that’s SKY BLUE BABY!
Kiss Army *chanting*: THU-DER-KISS! THU-DER-KISS! THU-DER-KISS! THU-DER-KISS! THU-DER-KISS!
Senator: *under his breath* Idiots....
Thunderkiss: 11 months from now, I ask you to go to the polls and make the only logical choice for America. A vote for me is a vote for a utopia the likes you cannot fathom nor imagine. What America needs now more than anything is a hero. A true people’s champion. Not only have I displayed these characteristics time and time again over the past year here in ACW, I shall do so again tonight. Now if you excuse me, I have some business to take care of. And Lord knows that I’ll have to do it all myself since I got stuck with this cripple!
[Phillips has finally had enough. He pokes a sharp finger directly into TK’s chest and the two men begin jawing at each other causing ACW fandom to explode in approval. When it appears that we are about ready to have an impromptu match up, Jake Cheng’s music hits putting an end to this situation, albeit temporary.]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 7, 2008 17:27:10 GMT -5
Match 4: Love- Er, Noodles N’ Snakes vs. The Political Kiss Party (Credit: TK) ..::ACW::.. IF “BLANK” & “BLANK: HAD A BABY ... ..::WARFARE::..
Time limit: 30 Minutes Referee: Keiji Makabe
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Thunderkiss & The Senator Ages: 29, 40 Heights: 6'7, 5'11 Combined Weight: 548 Hometowns: San Fernando, California. Washington, D.C.
Jake Cheng & Rattlesnake Ages: 23, 32 Heights: 5'8, 6'8 Combined Weight: 472 lbs. Hometowns: Hong Kong, China. Orlando, Florida. With the Senator and Thunderkiss almost coming to fisticuffs in the ring, “Second to None” by Styles of Beyond hits the sound system. Riling up the fans, they instantly jump to their feet in anticipation of seeing the “Asian Extraordinaire.” They send their boos towards Jake Cheng who is making his way out from the entranceway down the ramp. He brushes them off as if they didn’t exist and then hops over the top rope into the ring where he raises both arms in the air as a show of protest toward these fans.
The lights fade to black. Two green spotlight shine across the fans and stop at the top of the entrance ramp. The spotlights quickly shut off shortly after. The words "Don't fear the reaper, fear the Rattler" echo throughout the arena followed by "Blind" by Silverchair. The spotlights flicker back on as a huge surge of green pyros blast off with a huge cloud of smoke. As the smoke clears, Rattlesnake appears in the spotlights. He slowly walks down the ramp and looks at the fans as he passes. He stops to look around to cheers from the fans. He starts walking down to the ring again. As he inches closer to the ring, the arena lights slowly come back on until he reaches the steps. He walks up and steps into the ring. He walks over to the turnbuckle and climbs it. He looks around as flashbulbs continuously go off. He nods his head and jumps down.~!~DING,DING,DING~!~ MATCH START: The Senator and TK continue to argue over who will represent their team far after the match start. In the meantime Rattlesnake has Cheng’s blessing to start things off for “Love Ramen.” Seizing the perfect opportunity to strike while both his opponents backs are turned, Snake obviously picks TK as his target. As Thunderkiss goes crushing into the canvas with a double axe handle, The Senator goes to the corner where he can only look on in disappointment that his “nitwit” tag team partner has lead them to this horrendous start. Back inside the ring Rattlesnake takes Thunderkiss down with a series of running clotheslines, a move right out of TK’s play book. Once again when it comes down to power moves, Rattlesnake is showing TK he is NO slouch and can easily hang with him in this department. As soon as TK rises, he falls victim to Snake’s JAB COMBO! He eats all of Snake’s four right jabs, but before being dropped with the left hand haymaker, TK sidesteps causing Snake to hit nothing but air! Now completely open, Thunderkiss takes advantage of the situation by unloading with a vicious headbutt that grounds the people’s choice! MATCH MIDPOINT: During the midpoint of this match we have the traditional “rest move” in full effect. Deep in Cheng’s CHOP SUEY, the Senator digs in deep to get free. With a few rolling spins, the Senator is able to accomplish this while showing he still has some spring in his step! Being the far faster man, Cheng is already back on top of the Senator before he can completely rise to his feet. Cheng hits Phillips with two stunning elbows that send Phillips back down. With the Senator’s knee on the mat, Cheng responds by running towards him and knocking him into next week with the SHADES OF HELMS! Seizing the moment Cheng covers but only gets a two count! Phillips is as tough as nails to keep down for three seconds and Cheng is beginning to realize just that fact! Deciding that some power may be needed in this situation, Cheng makes the tag into Snake. This action allows Phillips time to make a move to his corner where he will try to tag in (most reluctantly, I might add) Thunderkiss. As Rattlesnake bears down on him, Phillips does not find any cooperation out of Thunderkiss. Instead the Worldbreaker is fixated upon a perfect 10 female specimen sitting in the first row. Enraged, Phillips tags Thunderkiss in by smacking him right across his face. MATCH ENDING: During the final stages of the match we have back and forth action as this match is anyone’s for the taking! In the ring Cheng and the Senator kick it into high gear in an effort to capture the victory! Sending Cheng to the ropes, The Senator waits for him on the rebound ready to unload! As he comes near Phillips, Cheng rolls underneath his WASHINGTON LARIAT and takes him down with a FLASHKICK to the side of his head! Phillips falls and this instantly sends in Thunderkiss! Pushing Makabe aside, Thunderkiss begins to WAIL on Cheng to keep him from scoring the pin fall! Thunderkiss: My offer still stands Tiny... but tonight business is business! Being one to not sit by idly, Rattlesnake reaches into the ring and slaps Cheng on his back to make himself the legal match. With that accomplished, Snake launches himself into the ring to fight off the illegal man, Thunderkiss. Using the same technique that TK tried to use against him at WD, Snake drops a huge shoulder into TK and blindsides him straight out of the ring! Snake tries to leap right out after him, but through all this mess he has neglected to keep his eyes on Phillip’s and that’s going to cost him. Whipping him around, The Senator delivers a MASSIVE PARTISAN KICK to his former stable mate! Snake goes down and the Senator goes to cover! Seeing what has transpired, Thunderkiss is damn sure not to let Phillips steal the spotlight and manages to crawl back into the ring and drop his Senton pin on Snake for the double cover! ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!! WARFARE WINNERS: THUNDERKISS & THE SENATOR! Too far away to make the save, Cheng can only watch on in dismay as the bell rings and the “Political Kiss Party” are declared the victors. As Makabe steps between them to raise both their hands, TK pushes Phillips aside to steal the entire spotlight! Not taking anymore of TK’s shit, The Senator unloads with a stiff shove that actually moves TK back a few feet. It is at this moment that any control over this situation goes straight out the window. Both Phillips and TK tackle each other and begin throwing punches! As they brawl on the canvas, ACW security comes out at the direct order of the Chairman. If the people want to see another TK Vs. Phillips match, they will have to pay for it and not get it for free. As order is once again restored, the fans shower the ring with boos of their disappointment.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 7, 2008 17:27:48 GMT -5
Segment: Never Enough (Credit: Hunter)
As the scene slowly begins to fade in, the fans are treated to the all-too-familiar sight of Kevin Anderson and Andrew Hunter standing side by side, Kevin with a mic in hand staring straight ahead, Hunter standing slightly behind him and either trying to distract Kevin or looking around absent mindedly. This time around it seems to be the latter, which suits Kevin just fine, as he prefers to be 100% focused on his job. The fading in continues, and the fans continue to note that the sight of Hunter without an obscenely bright piece of gold and leather on his shoulder is...well...strange. Finally, the little red light reflects off Kevin's oddly shiny forehead, and the ACW interviewer clears his throat, causing Hunter to turn to him.
Kevin: Ladies and gentlemen, I have here with me ACW's current World Champion, Andrew Hunter. Now, Hunter, how do you feel about returning to the ring after three weeks with no wrestling?
Hunter: I feel just dandy, Kevin. Know why? Because not wrestling for three weeks will not in any way, shape, or form affect my skills. I'm the goddamn champion, and I'm that for a good reason.
Kevin: And your thoughts on your opponent?
Hunter: I love X, and I've always considered him a good friend. Nonetheless, he knows better than anyone that I will not hold back regardless of our friendship or anything else. I'm certain that he is preparing for the match any way that he can. He hasn't wrestled for longer than I have, so it will certainly prove more of a challenge for him.
Kevin: I notice that you still don't seem to be in possession of your title.
Hunter's expression hardens.
Hunter: Maybe not physically, no, but I'm still the goddamn champion.
Kevin: Well where is the title?
Hunter: As I've said hundreds of times before, that motherfucker Jake Cheng has it. And maybe now you people will agree with me. And don't you dare ask me any more smart ass questions, Kevin, because you know I won't hesitate to Gerard Butler you right into that fucking wall.
Kevin: I'm sorry Hunter, but I just don't feel your story is legit.
Pause.
Hunter: I swear to shit, if you're provoking me just to get some sort of restraining order on me, I'll just come back and snipe you dead.
Kevin says nothing.
Hunter: Any more questions?
Kevin: ...been thinking about your next PPV match?
Hunter: FUCK. NO.
Kevin: ...that's all I---
And Hunter quickly turns and leaves. Kevin looks back at the camera with a simple shrug, as if to say, "well, it was worth a shot." Certainly Hunter is not among the rare kinds of people who enjoy being "called out." Perhaps Kevin will remember that the next time he requests an interview.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 7, 2008 17:33:00 GMT -5
Segment: “Diagnosis: Dissociative Identity Disorder” Credit: Rattlesnake/T-Kiss [Disappointed at the result, Rattlesnake walks to the back thinking there had to have been something else he could have done to change the result. His mind locked in a chess game, Snake completely ignores his surroundings; a move most unwise considering his current enemy. Just past the curtain, two assailants pop out of the shadows and attack Snake from behind, knocking him out cold with a well places lariat to the back of his head. As the camera’s fade in, the backstage light begins to illuminate and reveal the faces of the attackers...] Zero: Nice one! [/color] Andrew Starr: Thanks! I put more juice on that one for the boss! I didn’t want to disappoint!Zero: Come on, lets get him up and out of here.[/color] [Together Zero and Starr lift Rattlesnake up off the ground by lifting him underneath his arms. They drag him away to an unknown location where undoubtedly bad news will be waiting for him. Minutes pass, or perhaps hours - he does not know. When Rattlesnake opens his eyes, all he sees is blackness that surrounds him on all sides. The only light in the entire room hangs above him from a cord on the ceiling as if it came straight from a horror movie. Not wanting to be in such an uninviting place, Rattlesnake attempts to rise from the chair but goes nowhere. Shocked, he looks at both arms and legs and quickly notices that they are bound tightly to the chair’s steel frame ...] Rattlesnake: What the hell? *shouting* WHERE THE HELL AM I? [And then it comes out of the shadows. The voice of knowledge that will answer this question and any others he has. However, don’t make the mistake by thinking this comforts him in any such way. He immediately recognizes the voice and it belongs to the last person on Earth whom he would like to share company with.] Thunderkiss: Why dear Snake, welcome to hell!Rattlesnake: You son of a bitch... LET ME GO![That being the last he’d do at the moment, TK laughs at his comment as he circles around Rattlesnake’s chair.] Thunderkiss: You’ll have to excuse my drama Snake, its just that I love moments such as these. There’s you laying there in your chair completely helpless - and then there is me, standing here with the power to do anything I want to you. Boy does that get my blood flowing! Rattlesnake: You sick fuck.Thunderkiss: Oh please, to each his own Snake. Besides, you should be happy! Today is your lucky day Snake! You see, how much displeasure you receive here all depends on your level of cooperation. All I really want is for you to leave ACW once again and go back to whatever hole you crawled out of. Rattlesnake: Go to hell.Thunderkiss: Now see ... I thought you’d say that. That’s why I just want to skip right by you and talk to a man who I know will be a little more receptive. [Thunderkiss reaches in and grabs Snake by his throat. Clutching hard, he makes his point extremely clear.] Thunderkiss: COBRA.Rattlesnake *laughing*: Are you serious? You honestly don’t have a clue, do you?Thunderkiss: Hm?Rattlesnake: First, he’s gone Blunderkiss. Even if he was still with me, he wouldn’t just pop out just because the almighty Thunderkiss requested his presence. And second, I don’t think you’d be very happy with what he would have to say to y - Thunderkiss *interrupting*: So he’s gone hm? Well Snake, as surprising as this may sound, I like to fancy myself as a bit of a “scientist.” And as a scientist, I plan to put your little theory about Cobra to the test.[And with that, Thunderkiss steps away from Snake’s for a moment and returns to the shadows.] Rattlesnake: W-What are you doing? [From behind him Snake can hear the noises of Thunderkiss digging through objects, obviously looking for the proper instrument of destruction. This continues until TK has finally found the one he was looking for and then all is silent. The overhead light is blocked like an eclipse for a moment as a large, metal object passes between it and Rattlesnake. His eyes drifting upwards, all hope is instantly lost for Snake as he realizes he is looking at Gene.] Rattlesnake: So this is your “big” plan, huh Thunderkiss? You know what, heh, by all means Thunderkiss you just go ahead and hit me with that flail of yours. I hope to hell you get what you really want, I really do.Thunderkiss: Well thanks Snake! Now I don’t feel so bad about this!~!~CRACK~!~ [Thunderkiss drives the flail into the head of Rattlesnake, severely busting him open in the process. Blood trickles from Snake’s forehead like a water fountain and its lucky for Thunderkiss that he didn’t actually kill the man. Knocked cold for the 2nd time tonight, one has to wonder if there will be any long term repercussions for Rattlesnake. Being the heartless bastard that he is, Thunderkiss could careless and instead waits on to see if Snake was really telling the truth or if his highly anticipated meeting with Cobra will in fact take place.] Thunderkiss: Well... that’s going to leave a mark! HAH!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 7, 2008 17:33:37 GMT -5
[The waiting continues. What seems like an eternity passes and then Snake finally begins to stir. Thunderkiss approaches with caution as “Rattlesnake” slowly opens his eyes.]
?: The hell? Where am I?
Thunderkiss: Cobra?
[Cobra looks up at Thunderkiss. He sees Gene dripping with blood.]
Cobra: Thunderkiss? What’s going on?
Thunderkiss: Now THERE’S the man I want to see.
Cobra: Why the hell am I tied down?!
Thunderkiss: Oh, you’ll have to forgive me. Your pal Snake was being a bit “uncooperative.”
Cobra: And why doesn’t surprise me? In any event, how about you untie me now?
Thunderkiss: Oh I will... eventually.
[TK’s words displease Cobra. They say first impressions are everything and this phrase is holding very true at the moment.]
Thunderkiss: First, I have some business to discuss with you. A few weeks ago Snake decided to hop aboard the ACW train one more time, a move that seriously displeased me. This federation is not big enough for the both of us and I have no intentions on leaving. That is why I brought you out tonight Cobra. Being the “hero” that he thinks he is, Snake would obviously have no part in my plan, but you however will most certainly listen to my most fine and generous offer.
Cobra: Oh I will huh?
Thunderkiss: Of course. So Cobra, that’s what I want. I want you take Snake and hightail it out of here. Now I wouldn’t expect such an action to be done without compensation so that’s why I have to offer you this...
[Thunderkiss reaches down next to the chair and pulls up a briefcase. He places it on Cobra’s lap and opens it open. Inside is wads of cash, enough to fill the entire briefcase. Once he sees Cobra has the point, Thunderkiss closes the case back up and removes it from sight.]
Thunderkiss 100 grand - and it will all be yours. All you have to do is sign this paper voiding Snakes contract. It’s that simple Cobra.
Cobra *laughing*: Good one Kiss! Oh wait, you’re serious? Really? Don't make me laugh.
Thunderkiss: Well of course I’m damn serious, sign the damn paper.
Cobra: Go to hell!
[Frustrated, Thunderkiss turns around and facepalms himself. Since the money didn’t work, its time to go to plan B.]
Thunderkiss: A fierce warrior who’s competitive nature cannot be bought out, eh? You know what Cobra, I can appreciate that. So here is what I’m going to do. I’m going to let you keep the money AND keep your ACW career, as long as you agree to one minor arrangement.
Cobra: And that just happens to be?
Thunderkiss: You join the Entourage.
Cobra: So I can be your lackey? I'm no one's lackey! And now you’re insulting me, you really are. Now untie me, I’m starting to find this whole thing quite boring.
[Completely pissed that his plan has failed, Thunderkiss snaps on Cobra much in the same manner as he did Rattlesnake. Grabbing Cobra by this throat, he clutches tightly until he is assured Cobra cannot talk, only listen.]
Thunderkiss: I was trying to be nice Cobra, but apparently nice doesn’t work on you so we are going to try the DIRECT approach. I am a man who doesn’t take “no” for an answer. You don’t have a choice in this matter. You either take one of my offers or I will eliminate you through means of my OWN! Is that clear?
Cobra: Its as clear as you are retarded!
Thunderkiss: ARGH!
[Any common sense Thunderkiss had has now left his body due to Cobra’s insult. TK takes Cobra’s head and quickly bounds it to the back of the chair in an effort to completely immobilize it. His hands now free, Thunderkiss rams one in between Cobra’s jaws, prying them wide open. His other grabs a pair of pliers and whisks them forth to Cobra’s gaping mouth.]
Thunderkiss: Every minute you don’t sign this FUCKIN’ paper I take a tooth out of your mouth, and if you don’t think I’m serious, here’s your proof.
[TK reaches into Cobra’s mouth with the pliers and takes hold of one of his back molars.]
Cobra: GARGH!
[With a few extremely painful turns and a sickening twist, TK pops the tooth out and holds it in front of Cobra’s eyes.]
Thunderkiss: Wow. That HAD to hurt Cobra. If I were you, I’d just get this over with and sign that paper.
Cobra *spitting blood*: You just made a HUGE mistake.
[Combining this desire for revenge with his strength, Cobra’s head rips right through his bonds and smacks TK’s right into the mouth. The force of this action is so intense that it knocks one Thunderkiss’ teeth out in the ultimate sign of irony. As TK scrambles to get back to his feet, Cobra reaches down and bites clear through the ropes that bound his arms to the chair. Now vertical, TK tries to stop him from freeing himself but is too late as he witnesses Cobra untying his feet.]
Cobra: As they say, an eye for an eye. Or I guess in this situation ...
[Cobra reaches down onto the floor and picks up TK’s tooth. Like a pill, he tosses it into his mouth and swallows it, a sight that sends pure unadulterated FEAR into the heart of Thunderkiss.]
Cobra: A tooth for a tooth.
Thunderkiss: H-H-How did you break free?! Its not possible!
[For the first time in his ACW tenure TK runs. Sometimes in life you’re told to be careful on what you ask for because you just might get it. TK has opened pandoras box and the resulting consequence will one that will haunt him this entire month and perhaps beyond.]
Cobra: Not possible Thunderkiss? Don't you know just who I am? I'm the Cobra, bitch.
[With a quick chuckle, Cobra wipes some of the blood from his brow.]
Cobra: Snake sure put up with a lot. Normally I wouldn't care, but Thunderkiss just fucked with the wrong person. It seems Snake and I need to do some serious talking.
[Cobra's lip begins to twitch as a scowl crosses his face. No one has ever done this to Cobra and he sure as hell wasn't going to stand around and do nothing. After spitting out some more blood, Cobra leaves TK's torture room. Revenge is clearly on his mind.]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 7, 2008 17:35:04 GMT -5
Segment: BK London: Questions Existing Part 2 (Credit: BK)
Its the exciting second part, and conclusion of BK London: Questions Existing. In the first part, Matthew Culhane touched on the subject of the Heatwave attack, BK's injury, and his triumphant return. But now the interviewer from the UK plans to delve a bit more into the personal aspects of BK's disappearance.
The scene fades open once more and there BK London and Matthew Culhane are, positioned in a similar fashion to the first part of the interview. Matthew continues to read his cards and now addresses BK as the second part of this interview commences.
Matthew: Now during your lengthy absence from ACW, there was a sighting of you reported by an ACW fan. Now, usually there are reports of fans seeing ACW stars all the time - but this one was a bit different. You see, you were in Brazil of all places. Can you describe to us the reason for you settling in Brazil?
BK: This all relates to what I was alluding to earlier about getting stronger. During my early wrestling years in PWB, I was told about a wrestling dojo that would drastically help you improve your ring skills. It was owned by one of the elite wrestlers in all of South America, Guillermo Cruz. I was recommended it by the trainers after my first match to help me improve my skill - but shortly after as you know now - the federation closed down and I was out of a job. It was during my off time in ACW that I got an email of support from the old federation owner in which he recommended it to me again. So I spent a month down in Brazil, and not only did the training help improve my wrestling skill by leaps and bounds but it also helped me connect to myself spiritually. It helped me find and really become one with myself. And I think that's very beneficial for a wrestler today. You know, some wrestlers - like myself - enter the business a bit early in their lives and they're never really given the chance to find out who they are. Never given the chance to travel abroad, discover new things about themselves that they never knew before. I've been introduced to the business since I was about 10 years old, so I never really got a chance to just find myself. I was constantly wrestling non-stop, jumping from fed to fed until I found ACW. Mr. Cruz helped me reach limits I never thought I could reach before with abstract training methods, he also aided me in my spiritual journey and I will always be grateful to him for that.
Matthew: Fascinating. So it looks like we're looking at a whole new BK here, aren't we?
BK: Not entirely. I'm still somewhat the same BK London, but I just have a new outlook on life.
Matthew: That's great. Now, while you were in Brazil a big situation happened whn your house burned down. It was apparently an electrical fire, how did you find out about it and what was your reaction?
BK: I actually found out with an email from Jake. You see, I talked to Jake quite a bit over the past few months since we were both off from ACW training, and he told it me it was all over the ACW homepage. So I zoomed over to the nearest computer and there it was, my belongings in my huge house up in smoke I was a bit shocked at first, but slowly it started to matter less and less to me. Everything in that house was renewable for the most part, nothing I couldn't get back. But not only that, everything in that house to me was just old memories of my troubling time when I was a bit out of my mind after the whole Flamingo thing. It was sort of refreshing to start anew.
Matthew: I see, many speculated though that it was Kiley who burned down a house after we saw the report of a divorce between you two. A divorce which stated "irreconcilable differences" between you two. Is there any light you can shed on that?
BK thinks long and hard before providing the next response, he doesn't want to admit it - but this divorce was a bit hard to swallow. Especially after the history the two have had together. He finally gathers up the words to produce a response.
BK: .....no.
Matthew: No?
BK: It is what it is Matthew, Irreconcilable differences. I don't necessarily think it's the right term to classify it, but if that's what she believes - fine.
Matthew: Was there any conflict between you two leading up to the divorce at all BK?
BK: I'd rather not comment on the whole divorce situation if that's fine with you. Are there any more questions..
Matthew: Well no, but -
BK: - Then I'll be heading out Matthew, I've got a flight to catch. Thank you for the time to express myself.
BK rises up from the chair and pulls off his microphone from his t-shirt. He tosses it aside on the plush sofa before walking off camera, leaving the interview rather abruptly. While we answered some questions here, there lie a whole new array of questions, will the truth be found out sooner than later? Or will the break up of one of ACW's biggest couples remain a mystery?
Fade Out.
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