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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 10, 2008 16:53:05 GMT -5
Monday Night Warfare 10th March 2008
The Night of Champions!
Schedule of Matches: ---------------------------------------
Thunder Train and Alex Richmond vs. Lucrezia and Blaine Stone
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Danny Mainer vs. Jon Taylor vs. Jonny Hughes
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Mr. Red vs. Andrew Starr - ACW Entertainment Championship
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Fallen Souls vs. Jason Freeman - ACW International Championship
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Thunderkiss vs. The Senator - ACW World Championship
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 10, 2008 16:54:16 GMT -5
Warfare commences with fire, flame, and intolerably loud music – all the ingredients needed, in fact, for a great night out. As the crowd settles, the first segment begins on the Alphatron – and it shows that at least one person has important business elsewhere this evening…
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 10, 2008 16:55:12 GMT -5
Segment: Search for the Truth (Credit: BK London)
Besides the stereotypes of hispanics, there have been numerous accusations - among my peers anyway - that people from Brooklyn like to steal.
Now, I know Brooklyn isn't exactly a utopia, a haven of good will and brotherly love, but I wouldn't go as far as to say one of the things Brooklyn should be known for is producing criminals. But to the point, sure BK London stole the medical records of Adrian Flamingo from Gingerdude. But in his eyes, it was for a good cause. This was the one opportunity he had to reveal that Adrian Flamingo was not paralyzed, and he was simply lying through his teeth once again. There was no way in hell BK London would pass up this opportunity, not in a lifetime.
As he sat in the plush, comfortable arm chair on his private jet, he gazed at the huge brown envelope in his hands. Inside was the first, and only, opportunity he had to set things right - and most of all to face Adrian Flamingo one on one with no strings attached. Opening it up one more time, he pulled out the x-ray and studied it from top to bottom. He looked through the dozen shots of Flamingo's severly bruised, and midly shattered, vertebrae. BK couldn't help but laugh to himself, thinking that Flamingo went through all this trouble just so he couldn't face him upon returning. Also inside the folder, there was all the information about Adrian Flamingo he could ever need. Everything from his date of birth to his home address...but that wasn't what BK was looking for.
He placed the x-ray back into the envelope before sealing it, and then turned the envelope around. On the front, there was the address of Flamingo's physician, Dr. Wagner. What puzzled BK the most about this is that his office was located in the country, Mexico. Not anything against Mexicans, but to BK's knowledge, their country didn't have the best healthcare. Maybe Flamingo was looking for something cheap? Or maybe this was all a sham. Why would Flamingo go to Mexico when ACW provides the best insurance plan out of all the wrestling organizations? As far as BK London was concerned though, he had less than two weeks to figure this out, so he wasn't going to waste any more time asking himself questions.
Suddenly, a voice sounded over the speakers in the private jet. It was the pilot.
Pilot: Mr. London, we have landed.
Finally, from the outside, we see a shot of BK London opening the door of his private jet and then making his way down the brief stairway. There, his limo driver stood waiting for him, greeting him before he opened the passenger door..
Driver: Welcome to Mexico City, Mr. London.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 10, 2008 16:56:13 GMT -5
OTA Segment: Your Fortune Doesn't Interest Me Part 2 (Credit: Thunder Train) Sunday, March 9th, 2008. 9:38 AM EST
Oh boy here we are once again in the apartment of one, Thunder Train. Of course the living area is in the same condition as last time we were here as there are clothes and bags along with various others items scattered about. Sleeping again in his bed is Thunder Train, obviously getting some rest before his match tomorrow. However, as the clock strikes 9:39 the alarm goes off once again as Thunder Train already hit snooze once before. With a yawn Thunder Train smacks the alarm causing it to go off. Instead of sleeping in a little more, Train decides to get up and start his day. He walks into the bathroom and enters his solid gold shower yet again and spends a good 10 minutes washing and trying to wake himself up with the hot water pouring from the shower head. He steps out and wraps a towel around his waist and grabs another. Using the towel in his hand he wipes off the steam on the mirror and what appears to be the Old Man's face is suddenly on the mirror. Thunder Train jumps for a second then sees nothing. Thunder Train: Whoa! I must be going crazy because that old man just popped up again....maybe I should have slept in a little longer jeez.....And with that Thunder Train brushes his teeth and leaves the bathroom. He reenters his room to find that its clean now for some reason. He slowly walks over to his dresser and pulls out a t-shirt and some pants and puts them on. He is about to leave the room when he decides to walk back to his bed and mess it up a bit to make it feel more like home. He walks out to the living room and sees a video game sitting atop his coffee table, "Super Smash Brothers: Brawl" Thunder Train chuckles and inserts it into his Nintendo Wii. He clicks the icon in the top left for games and the Wii starts making noises like its loading......seconds turn into minutes as Train waits for the game to load. Then a message appears on the screen, "Disk Read Error". Thunder Train: Disk read-- Disk Read Error? WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT MEAN!?!?!?: It means it doesn't work. The screen then shows the old man. Standing in an empty room, staring back at Thunder Train with a smile on his face.Thunder Train: What the....what the....what the....WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON AROUND HERE?Old Man: Theres no need to be afraid my boy. Now, if you'll just listen to me-- Thunder Train: Oh No! OH HELL NO! You- you just stay out of my life, k?Thunder Train turns off the Wii and the TV and leaves the apartment. He enters the hall and walks towards the elevator and presses the button. He waits for a few seconds and constantly looks around for the old man. The elevator doors open and inside is a man with a newspaper covering his face. Train lets out a sigh or relief and enters the elevator. He frantically presses the first floor button.Newspaper Guy: Boy son, you sure seem to be in a hurry. Thunder Train: Yeah well, some maniac is chasing me. I can't take it anymoreNewspaper Guy: Haha.....well boy I only got one question for you. Thunder Train: And what would that be?Newspaper Guy: Would you like a fortune cookie? Thunder Train: What? Oh man this can't be happening to me. I--I....The old man knocks out Thunder Train with a chop across the neck. Thunder Train falls to the floor of the elevator. Then Train wakes up, back safely inside of his apartment. He sits up and rubs the back of his neck and then starts to panic a bit but then looks at the clock.Thunder Train: 9:39? So...it was a dream? It was all just a dream? I need to stop eating before I go to bed.Thunder Train lies back down and rolls to his side, thinking everything is going to be alright. In his mind right now, it was all a dream, but he will learn very soon that his "dream" is going to become a reality.....
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 10, 2008 16:58:18 GMT -5
Segment: Bo confronts Red (credit: Red)
Camera fades in to Mr. Red in his locker room. Mrs. Red is pacing the room behind him while he does stretches and push ups.
Mrs. Red: Sabes que? You are going to win that Entertainment belt tonight. I have faith. I believe in you.
Mr. Red: You are right, baby. You are going to be there with me while I win my second championship.
Mrs. Red: I wish there was a women's belt for me to challenge for. You look like your having so much fun in that ring.
Mr. Red gets up from one last push up and looks at her. Before he can say anything more there is a loud bang on the door. Bo Diaz walks into the room. Red quickly grabs his bat and spins to confront him as Mrs. Red ducks behind him.
Bo: I need to talk to you.
Red: We are done talking. You turned me into a murderer. You are lucky I don't try and finish your ass off.
Bo: I didn't mean it. I pushed him. You pulled the trigger.
Red: I wasn't trying to kill anyone. I saw Gabe reaching for that knife and I was aiming for his hand. I wasn't trying to kill him, I just wanted to get rid of the knife.
Bo: Don't give me that "I didn't mean it" bullshit. You knew exactly what you were doing.
Red starts to lunge for Bo but is restrained by Mrs. Red.
Bo: See? Look at you. She has you wrapped around her fingers. You're nothing but a bitch now, Red.
Mrs. Red snatches the baseball bat from her man and races to take Bo on herself. She finds herself being pulled back by Red.
Bo backs to the door with his hands out to stop the pair.
Bo: Whoa, whoa. I'm out of here. I know when I am not wanted.
Camera fades as Bo leaves the locker room flipping off the couple.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 10, 2008 16:59:47 GMT -5
Segment: A new entrant in the Temple of the Golden Sun? (Blaine Stone interview) (Credit: Blaine)
Losing so early in the start of a new federation is never a good way to start things. It's akin to playing poker with Professor Charles Xavier or arm wrestling Superman; it's guaranteed to make you look bad. Of course, as the scene opens up to the locker room of Blaine Stone, he was looking rather frustrated, a frown on his face as he sat down on the black leather chair, looking to be in deep thought when Charlotte King busted into the locker room, grabbing Blaine's attention.
Blaine Stone: How, pray tell, could you have possibly gotten in here?
Charlotte King: I have keys to everything in this world.
Blaine: Except to my heart.
Charlotte: That's because I don't need them.
Blaine opened his mouth, preparing for a retort, but he simply closed his eyes and smirked.
Blaine: Touche. Anyway, what brings you to the Temple of the Golden Sun?
Charlotte: Well, there's a cameraman, and I'm holding a microphone. What do you think?
Blaine: I think that you're a sarcastic twit with a penchant for invading one's privacy. Then again, it doesn't surprise me. Simpletons such as yourself have no respect for a god, even if you're laying eyes on him.
Too bad for Blaine that Hugh Laurie probably was her god, and seeing how this was the case, Charlotte scoffed and chuckled, causing Blaine's eyebrow to twitch in annoyance.
Charlotte: Well, don't you have a god complex? Speaking of which, since your arrival here in ACW, you have mentioned the Temple of the Golden Sun quite a bit, but the details behind this location have been rather... sketchy. Care to elaborate?
Blaine: Mmm, so you wish to be awakened, do you?
Charlotte: No, actua-
But it was too late... If Blaine could get a new disciple (And more funds for his cause) he would no doubt go into one of his soapbox orations, and this was no exception..
Blaine: Well, there might just be some hope for you after all, my child. I shall start at the beginning and not leave out a single detail, but pay close attention to my words.. In the beginning, the great being said, “Let there be light,” and then, I appeared with my glowing countenance. The, when I saw that this world was in disarray, spiraling down the path of self-destruction and utter annihilation, I emerged from the heavens like a Grecian god to walk alongside mortal men in order to guide them along the path of rightness, a path that leads them to to the Temple of the Golden Sun.
Temple of the Golden Sun? Charlotte was wondering if this was El Dorado or if Blaine was really this.. insane. Of course, her facial expression clearly stated that this guy was full of bull.
Charlotte: Riiight.. So why would a... 'god' need donations from mere mortals? If anything, this sounds like a ridiculous get-rich-quick schemes, and it's pretty sacrilegious to me.
Blaine: What's sacrilegious is that you doubt the intentions of a being that is far superior to any that you have witness. First, the Temple of the Golden Sun is a sanctum beyond your reach at this point in time. The only way to reach the Golden sun is to first purify your physical bodies before entering with your spiritual ones. Second, the need for sacrificial donations come because this world is run by money, money that is poisoning people. That is why you have men like Alex Richmond and such in this world. Greed controls them, blinds them, but once the dollar bills have been removed from their eyes, they will be able to see the glorious vision that I have set forth. They would have taken the first step to becoming fully awaken..
Charlotte: Speaking of Alex Richmond, you were booked in a match against him and his tag team partner Thunder Train with your partner being Lucrezia. How do you feel about that match?
Blaine: How do you think I feel? I'm appalled that ACW Management would partner me with the bitch from 'Fatal Attraction' against a guy that steamrolled over her not too long again and another Thunderkiss lackey in Alex Richmond. Granted, she did defeat Richmond at Meltdown, but if it was necessary, Blaine Stone could single-handedly vanquish both Thunder Train and Richmond. Unfortunately, the powers that be saw fit to partner me with a walking liability.. and one with sadomasochistic tendencies. If anything, she'll let herself get Derailed again since the first one put her away.
Charlotte: While that might be true about Lucrezia, you seem to have forgotten that you were beat last week.
Checkmate... or was it. Charlotte smirked, thinking that she finally backed Blaine into a corner, but this was no the case, for he would soon make another obscure allusion.
Blaine: That may be so, but don't forget that in the holy scriptures, a mere man known as Jacob wrestled against a celestial being and could not be defeated.. For that, I applaud you, Wayde Russler, but lightning rarely strikes a man twice.. Next time our paths cross, rest assured that I will pay you back sevenfold for what you've done to me. And that is written in Stone.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 10, 2008 17:01:16 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]Episode 2: Realising The Dream [/glow]Credit: Jon Taylor In the first episode of The Adventures of Lou The Magnificent Cameraman we found out that it was his lifelong dream to become a wrestler. He stated that he was tired of being King's lackey. As the episode ended Lou found a flyer advertising a local wrestling school. Lou responds with the words "I'll do it". Will he? Find out by reading on!
The scene opens with a view of an office, there is a woman sitting at the desk. She looks to be late 20s, long blonde hair, blue eyes and about 5"6. She's wearing a skirt and a blouse. Obviously she's a secretary. Her nameplate on her desk says "Kim Jones, Secretary of Backstage Affairs". Posh way of saying she's a secretary to handle the affairs of the backstage staff of ACW. Jones looks to be working on something on the computer in front her, either that or she is just blankly staring into the screen for no reason. Whatever works, I guess. A short while passes and Jones continues to focus on the computer screen. However, the phone on her desks begins to ring. She picks it up after the third ring.Kim Jones | Backstage Secretary: Hello...Kim Jones speaking, Secretary of ACW Backstage Affairs...how may I help you? Jones waits for a response, the caller responds, though they appear to be losing their voice as their voice sounds weak and barely audible.Lou | The Magnificent Cameraman: Hey...it's Lou. Lou coughs while Jones listens carefully so she can hear clearly.Kim Jones | Backstage Secretary: Oh, hi there Lou, what's the problem? Lou clears his throat before replying.Lou | The Magnificent Cameraman: I feel really bad...I don't think I’m going to be able to make it in for the show tonight. Jones replies with a sympathetic tone in her voice.Kim Jones | Backstage Secretary: Oh, I see. Can I ask what the problem is? Jones listens intently while Lou explains.Lou | The Magnificent Cameraman: I think I’m coming down with The Flu or something, I feel all hot and then suddenly I feel cold. I have a really sore throat and I can't stop sweating. Kim Jones | Backstage Secretary: Oh, ok. I'll make sure to let Gingerdude and Charlotte know of your absence, I’m sure they'll understand. Thanks for letting me know, I hope you feel better soon! Lou | The Magnificent Cameraman: Thanks, I guess i'll go back to bed or something then. I hope I'm not letting Charlotte down. Jones appears to be understanding.Kim Jones | Backstage Secretary: Don't worry, Lou. Get lots of rest and we'll see you at Meltdown! Goodbye. Lou hangs up and Jones places the phone down again and goes back to what she was doing before. Scene ends. Well, that was a short scene, wasn't it?[/font] ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ The scene opens again, however it is far away from the ACW arena this time. The location is unknown, though it looks to be an urban area. The buildings look deserted and the area looks overall depressing. The weather doesn't help either; it is cold with a breeze and a dark grey cloudy sky. Our subject of interest is one particular building, it looks slightly less run down than the others (well, there aren't any smashed windows) though from the outside it doesn't look too appealing. The brick work looks worn away and the door of building doesn't look usable. However, our second subject of interest is the person who is standing in front of the building. It is...you guessed it - Lou The Magnificent Cameraman! The pesky son of a bitch was pulling a sicky! His usual camera bag is replaced with a sports bag. His usual casual attire is also replaced with an attire fit for wrestling. He has some training shoes, tracking bottoms and a t-shirt to match. He appears to be a bit unsure about entering the building. He examines it.
Lou | The Magnificent Cameraman:..well it sure looks different from what it did on the flyer.
Lou approaches the building. He steps in front of the door, he looks unsure whether to enter or not. He leans forward and knocks on the door. No response. Lou knocks once more, harder this time. He can hear the sounds echo inside the building. Still, no response. Lou looks he confused, he tries to peer through a gap in the door though he still can't see anything. Finally, he gives up. He gives the door a sharp kick and begins to walk away. The door opens. Lou turns around as he hears the creaking sound of the door opening. He looks surprised at the open doorway. He seems ensure whether to enter the building or not. He takes a couple of steps forward and peers into the building from the outside. It is hard to make anything out as it is so dark. No lights are on and the small windows provide little daylight. Lou decides to take his chances and pokes his head around the door way to get a better look.
Lou | The Magnificent Cameraman:...Hello? Is anyone there?
No response.
Lou | The Magnificent Cameraman:Im looking for a Vince Griffin?
Still, no response. Lou looks uncomfortable but decides to enter anyway. What a brave, brave individual. Just watch out for the Axe Murderer, Lou! As Lou enters the room it stays as silent as before.
Lou | The Magnificent Cameraman: ...he...hello?
Lou stutters clearly nervous at entering the darkness of the building. Not exactly smartest idea, either may I add. Lou stays standing on the spot for a few moments, trying to make out the objects in the building from the darkness. However, suddenly the door slams shut! I told you Lou, that there would be an Axe Murder who would get you, but you wouldn't listen would yo- oh wait...a light switches on to reveal some old guy sitting in the corner of the room:
As can be expected Lou jumps 50ft into the air (figuratively speaking of course...) and looks as white as a sheet. The old guy however seems surprisingly calm...maybe he's dead actually...oh no he's alive! The light has revealed him to be sitting on a steel chair next to a wrestling ring...I guess it is a wrestling school after all...a crappy one at that however. OH SHIT AXE MURDERER, AHHHHHHHHHH! I had you there didn't I, haha! Anyway, continuing on, Lou seems uncertain as to whether to approach the old guy or not. Luckily the old guy has enough social skills to start the conversation off.
Vince Griffin | Some Old Guy: What is the reason for your presence here, lad?
Lou seems a bit spooked and takes several moments to reply.
Lou | The Magnificent Cameraman: Er...I was looking for Vince Griffin..
Vince Griffin | Some Old Guy: I would be Vince Griffin. My first question still stands.
Lou still seems a little hesitant to reply, though manages to compose himself.
Lou | The Magnificent Cameraman: I was looking for a wrestling school...
Griffin looks a tad shocked at this reply. He stands up off of his chair.
Vince Griffin | Some Old Guy: ...how do ya know about my old wrestling school?
Lou looks a bit uneasy and slightly confused.
Lou | The Magnificent Cameraman: ...old?
Vince Griffin | Some Old Guy: Yes, why I haven't been involved in the business for years...age finally caught up with me I guess.
Lou looks a bit taken aback by this.
Lou | The Magnificent Cameraman: But what about this?
Lou approaches Vince. He reaches into his trouser pocket to take out the flyer advertising Vince's wrestling school. He hands it to Vince who examines the flyer before replying.
Vince Griffin | Some Old Guy: Ah, here's ya problem, this is from years back. I can remember sending that flyer there out back when I were just starting the school up.
Lou's face drops.
Vince Griffin | Some Old Guy: I’m sorry lad, but I can't help ya. My place in the industry is long gone. I'm sure you'll be able to find yaself a nice wee school around here though.
Lou's facial expression doesn't show much hope.
Lou | The Magnificent Cameraman: I doubt it...I have looked everywhere in the radius of the state and this is..was the only place around. Thanks for your help anyway...
Lou turns around and heads off with the look of someone with a broken heart. He tries to hold his head high but is unable to hide his disappointment. As he reaches the door however...
Vince Griffin | Some Old Guy: Wait, lad.
Lou stops and turns around.
Lou | The Magnificent Cameraman: Sorry?
Lou looks confused, but suddenly the life looks to have flowed right back into Vince.
Vince Griffin | Some Old Guy: Ya know what, lad? I'll DO it! I'll teach ya to become a wrestler. Age hasn't caught up with me yet! It is time for this old man to stop sitting in his wee chair waiting for the world to pass him by and instead take action!
Lou's face lights up.
Lou | The Magnificent Cameraman: Really? You would do that for me?!
A big grin appears on the face of Vince.
Vince Griffin | Some Old Guy: Aye, course I would, lad! It is time for this old man to give something back for once. Now, I’m not promising miracles, but I can teach ya more than enough to set ya on ya way!
Vince pauses.
Vince Griffin | Some Old Guy: How does that sound to ya?
Lou looks ecstatic.
Lou | The Magnificent Cameraman: It sounds great!
Vince Griffin | Some Old Guy: Fantastic. Meet me here at noon tomorrow...wait better make than early afternoon. Tomorrow ya new life begins, lad!
Lou looks thrilled with the opportunity to fulfil his dream finally happening. Vince himself looks reinvigorated at the thought of helping Lou to become a wrestler. The Scene ends as Vince says goodbye to Lou who heads back home.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 10, 2008 17:04:03 GMT -5
Match 1: Thunder Train and Alex Richmond vs. Lucrezia and Blaine Stone (Credit: TK) ..::ACW::.. RICHMOND & THUNDER TRAIN VS. LUCREZIA & STONE ..::WARFARE::..
Time limit: 20 Minutes Referee: Joey Reynolds
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Alex Richmond & Thunder Train Ages: 25, Mid 20's Heights: 6'4, 6'8 Combined Weight: 623 lbs. Hometowns: Hartford, Connecticut. The End of the Tracks
Lucrezia & Blaine Stone Ages: 25, 28 Heights: 5'9, 6'4 Combined Weight: 364 lbs. Hometowns: The Vatican. Ottawa, Ontario, Canada A loud whistle sounds off over the loud speakers and blows repeatedly until Ice Train’s WCW theme plays! Out comes the big, the bad, the THUNDER TRAIN! Taking a few steps out of the entranceway, he extends his hands outwards and above him, displaying his massive frame to the crowd. He then drops his pose and takes off to the ring, stopping every so often to pound his chest in approval of himself. Rolling into the ring via under the bottom rope, the big Train rises to his feet and folds his arms over his chest. He stays in this posture as he turns to the entranceway and awaits the arrival of tonight’s victim.
“Money Talks” by AC/DC hits the speakers as the lights dim, leaving the arena bathed in a golden light. Alex Richmond strides through the curtain, arms held out and face turned towards the heavens, a smirk growing on his face as the crowds boos become ever more audible. Pyros explode behind him, the lights return to their full beam and Richmond fixes his gaze on the ring before slowly striding down the ramp whilst putting the badmouth on the nearest cameraman and the most vocal fans.
Richmond slowly walks up the steel steps and wipes his feet on the apron before stepping between the top and middle ropes. He stands midring and snaps his head backwards, forcing the hair out of his eyes before once more smirking and looking upwards, eyes closed, as pyros shoot out of all four turnbuckles. Richmond then orders the ref to remove his robe as he rolls his shoulders to warm himself up.
Lucrezia appears on the ramp, her demeanor lowering the temperature of the arena several degrees. Cesare links arms with his taller sister and they step down to ringside in perfect harmony. Lucrezia cackles, swaying like a pendulum to the hypnotic "Strict Machine." Cesare busies himself with a tray of consecrated Communion hosts and a goblet of holy wine. Lucrezia partakes in Holy Communion, smacking her red lips and caressing her tummy, a low purr issuing from her throat. Cesare exits after a quick peck on the cheek, leaving Lucrezia to circle her opponent, spiderlike fingers beckoning her foe closer.
The light goes dim as the imagine of a beautiful blue sky white white clouds appear on the Alphatron as the calm intro of 'Descent of the Archangel' by Kamelot hits the P.A. Smoke begins to rise on the stage while Blaine Stone slowly raises to the stage.. Then, the lead singer screams, “I WILL CLAIM MY ANGEL'S CRY!” Immediately, the song begins to pick up, and there is a dramatic change in lighting, with golden lights shining on the stage as lighting flashed on the otherwise dark screen of the Alphatron, as 'BLAINE STONE' appears on the Alphatron in bold, golden letters. He slowly makes his way to the ring as smoke fills the ramp, the arena shining with a golden glow as he makes his way into the ring, rolling underneath the bottom robe and spinning around to a kneel position as a golden light shines over him while he's in the middle of the ring. He slowly raises up with both of his arms extended wide open, and when he's standing at fool height, he finally removes his hood from over his heads, the lights finally becoming normal as his music fades off.~!~DING,DING,DING~!~ MATCH START: The match begins with Blaine Stone and Thunder Train. The newcomer locks up with the much bigger man in a show of strength. Blaine certainly holds his own for a while but the Train overcomes him in time and tosses him to the ropes. Blaine’s back hits them and he comes running forward with a big back elbow that hits Train right in the chest. Staggered, Blaine tries to take the big man off his feet with a chop block and successfully lands it! Thunder Train falls down on the mat and Blaine sends a series of kicks and stomps into his downed body! As the Train rises, Blaine locks on a swinging neck breaker and drives him down to the mat! A good showing by Blaine and he feels the time is right for a tag! He reaches his hand out and Lucrezia slaps it and enters the ring ready to once more make Thunder Train her victim. Coming up from behind him, she digs her fingernails into his back and racks him several times. The Train has felt this before and he is none too pleased about it. Out of anger he rolls to his back and shoots up with his legs for a on the mat dropkick! His feet barrel into Lucrezia’s chest and he is able to knock her down long enough to make the tag into Richmond! Alex comes running into the ring with a lariat, but Lucrezia ducks and he goes flying over the top of her! Coming to a stop, he spins around and gets a rake across his eyes for his efforts! MATCH MIDPOINT: During the middle part of this match, Lucrezia more vicious side has come out to play and Alex Richmond is her playmate. With Alex on the canvas, Lucrezia stands on him with a PENANCE and really puts it to him during the head stomp! Alex grabs his head in pain and Lucrezia circles his body and hits him with three slash attacks. Taking a gamble, Richmond takes off running in the direction he believes Lucrezia will be in with a RUNNING LARIAT! Lady luck is on his side as indeed Lucrezia puts herself in that position! The lariat knocks her down to the canvas and she rolls out of the ring out of instinct, or has she? Hoping for Richmond to follow, he does, and a smile comes across Lucrezia’s face as he has taken the bait. Extremely dangerous on the outside, Lucrezia is about ready to show why. With her hand waving Richmond in, he runs forward with another lariat but Lucrezia leaps right over the top of him and Richmond hits the cold, steel ringsteps! Like a cheetah, Lucrezia hops up onto the ring apron and uses it as a perch to launch off with a BAPTISIM! Richmond is bulldoged into the padded cement floor and Lucrezia leaps onto his back for more slash attacks! Seeing enough, Thunder Train leaps off the ring apron and comes full speed at Lucrezia! He drops his shoulder and nails her right in her back and completely blindsides her! Lucrezia goes flying into the barricade and Richmond has enough time to recover. MATCH ENDING: The final moments of this match are just how it began, with an epic struggle between Blaine Stone and the Thunder Train. Sending a few knife edge chops into the Train’s chest, Blaine takes control of the match for a bit and is able to knock the Train into next week with his POLISH HAMMER! With a pick up, Blaine continues his warpath but makes a slight error on the Train’s determination as he swings wildly with a standing sidekick! Stone is able to avoid easily and prepares to counter! One leg sweep later, The Train falls hard on his back and Stone sees a golden opportunity and takes it. Blaine has a sharp shooter on Thunder Train and he is synching it back tight! As the Train struggles not to let the pain overcome him, Richmond darts into the ring and nails Blaine on the top of the head, breaking the move. This brings Lucrezia into the ring and she leaps on Richmond and the two go rolling to the outside. As they continue their battle there, back in the ring The Train hobbles to his feet and blocks a few of Blaine’s shots and returns the favor with a standing double legged dropkick! Blaine gets sent flying into the ropes! He lands hard and the Train is already on top of him! Lifting him straight up into the air with a suplex, he powerslams him down to the mat with a move he calls the DERAILMENT! The Train leaps onto Stone and yanks his leg back! ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!! WARFARE WINNER: ALEX RICHMOND & THUNDER TRAIN!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 10, 2008 17:04:29 GMT -5
SEGMENT: Charlotte King Interview [They Never Get Old] (CREDIT: Mainer)
The scene opens to show the King of Vegas and ANTHRAX standing in front of an ACW backdrop with lovely lady with the stick Charlotte King smiling happily despite the awkwardness of getting put into interviewing Danny for the third time in a month. ANTHRAX is in his typical trash can armour gear complete with metal pan on his head and Danny is wearing only the finest black cargo pants, black Chuck Taylor Converses, high-tops and a golden King of Vegas t-shirt. Danny’s happy today with the situation that he currently lies in. He’s in a triple threat match with two men that he’s completely and utterly convinced are lesser mortals but any ACW fans know that Jon Taylor and Jonny Hughes are no strolls in the park. Danny’s showing off the pearly whites today with a happy look on his face as he feels he already has it won.
Danny’s done the VAGUEST bit of research learning only their base styles and their finishing moves and nothing else. He knows what to do in the event of an Anaconda Vice and that’s roughly it. He’s over-confident about this match and of course it’s going to screw him up but what the hey, Danny Mainer is confident in his own skills and confidence makes money. Danny stands with his hands in his pockets waiting for this interview shindig to begin as the cameras start rolling and Charlotte officially slaps on her “Happy Girl” interview face as opposed to the look of dis-amusement because of the arrival of Mr. Danny Mainer. When Danny sees the camera’s click on and that he’s on air his face lights up like a kid on Christmas as these little microphone festivities begin. Let the show commence.
Charlotte: Danny Mainer, tonight you face off against none other then Jon Taylor & Jonny Hughes in a Triple Threat match tonight. These two guys have been here a lot longer then you and surely you must have thoughts of trepidation stepping into the ring with these two men. What I have to ask is what do you think about your opponents for tonight?
Danny: What do I think of these guys? I think they’re going down faster then my ex-girlfriend Laura in a cock-sucking contest. Hughes is overrated who thinks he’s some sort of God because he knows 800 different wrestling holds. The man slams Thunderkiss because he’s all flash and no actual mat wrestling. He’s a Senator Steve Phillips wannabe who needs a kick up the ass. Thunderkiss is a great in-ring competitor and he’s just jealous that he couldn’t entertain or even get a laugh out of a bunch of retarded 5 year olds without having the kids whipping his ass hardcore. See, while Thunderkiss may be no Greek Floor-Wrestler and Jonny Hughes is fuck-boring. I’m a cross between those two in the fact that yeah I can take a man to the floor and wear him down with chokes and arm smashes and YET I can make the crowd get off their asses and scream my name, something that Hughes couldn’t ever accomplish even if he had HALF the Charisma I do.
Danny smiles as Charlotte endures this mini-rant. She continues to grin with a somewhat sighing motive.
Charlotte: What about Jon Taylor?
Danny: Who?
Charlotte: Jon Taylor… the third opponent in your match tonight?
Danny: OHHH! That nobody, OK yeah he’s got a pretty good reputation for winning fights but the competition in this fed is hardly “World Class” like myself, The King of Vegas. If Taylor wants to play Russian Roulette with a fully loaded gun then that’s his fault, I’m not mopping up his blood when I make him tap the fuck out to the Vegas Vice. Think of it this way… when a man and a woman screw and the man is so BAD in the sack that the woman has to fake her critical moment just to keep her man entertained. THAT kind of pathetic is exactly what Mr. Taylor is which is a shame really as he has to tarnish the second name of the very man that made my legendary shoes. Chuck will ALWAYS be better then Jon and that’s a damn fact.
Charlotte: That’s good, anything else you want to say?
Danny: Yes actually… I do. Ladies and Gentlemen in the ACW Audience, I’ve been here a month now roughly picking up awesome match after awesome match and I feel that now is the time to get a 20 pound chunk of gold around my waist and that’s why I’m declaring that I want a title shot. I don’t care who but I want that opportunity and I want it soon or I’ll end up TAKING that shot whether you people damn well like it or not. Fear my name because The King is after his crown jewels and if you don’t like it then so be it because I will walk through FIRE to get what I deserve… and also to get my face painted but that’s neither here nor there. I advise everyone in the ACW building, not just champions to watch their backs because The King is taking his army and heading out on the Warpath and all of my subjects out in the audience will know that Danny Mainer is the fastest rising star in ACW history and that I WILL have gold around my waist… THAT baby is a Kings Oath… a KINGS. OATH.
Danny thunders off screen without another word leaving Charlotte King alone on screen. Danny has gold in mind and it’s gold that he will hunt for and like he said walk through fire for but will this come to fruition and will he end up winning a strap? Well let’s wait and see and we’ll find out won’t we? That’s the end of this segment so y’know, on with the rest of the show!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 10, 2008 17:05:06 GMT -5
Segment “Pedobear” Credit: Nick Durden / T-Kiss [Meanwhile in the Entourage locker room, the fallout over Nick Durden’s gimmick transformation rages on ...] Thunderkiss: Alright Durden, that last gimmick didn’t go over so well ...Nick Durden: That's certainly one way to put it. Another would be would be "completely bombed," but what the hell do I know, I wasn't an English major. TK: Well how was I to know the people wouldn’t like it? What do I look like, a mind reader?!Nick: You would think that a "people's champ" would have some knowledge of what the people LIKE! At least the Rock cracked a few fart jokes here and there. TK: Nick, just relax. We are simply in the “trial and error” stage here! Nick: Yes, *I* tried, *YOU* error’d! Now we move on to the "I get the hell out" stage. TK: Don’t be such a poor sport! I have already taken the liberty in acquiring your new clothes for our next attempt. Now come on, go put this on.Nick: You know, I graduated top 5% in my class. I could've been a lawyer, or a doctor, or an astrophysicist o- TK: Nick... come on, if you don’t want to do this for either me or yourself, you could at least do this for the kids.Nick: The kids?! Where did they come from all of a sudden? TK: Take a look inside the box. You’ll understand. [Curiosity killed the cat, so lets all hope it doesn’t do the same to Nick Durden. As he opens the flaps of the box, he can’t help but do a double take at what appears it be a pelt made of brown fur bustling out of it. With both hands he reaches inside and pulls the pelt out, revealing that its much more than a pelt but rather an entire suit made of fur.] Nick: What the fuck? A bear? TK: You got it! Nick: I'm supposed to fight as a bear? TK: Yes! A masked bear! The kids are going to eat that up! Just think of all the merchandising opportunities here!Nick: When exactly in history has there ever been a wrestling bear? TK: Uhhh, the circus for one ... DUH! Look, the moment you put this on I am 500% sure that fame and fortune will come your way! Not only will the kids slap Bear-Man’s poster all over their walls, furries will make you their King! Nick: Furries? Those freaks who have sex while wearing mascot outfits? TK: Durden, don’t be so judgmental. Now, the future is yours! Step into my bathroom and transform young Durden! Transform!Nick: Why does that phrase always seem to strike fear into the cockles of my heart? [With a resounding sigh, Nick drags the outfit into the changing room.] TK: That’s the spirit![TK watches Durden walk into his bathroom with the box and a devious grin comes across his face. If he thought “Solid Gay” was funny, “Pedobear” is most certainly going to take the cake. The wait is almost unBEARable (sorry, couldn't help it) for Thunderkiss and his impatient nature takes hold of him. He storms toward the bathroom door and prepares to pound his fist into it, but before he can even raise his arm, the door pops open and out steps Nick.] Nick: All right, now what? [ “Must ... not ... laugh”] TK: Wow! Look at you, you big harry creature of awesomeness! Nick: Doesn't this come with a mask? TK: Well, right here! And by mask, I mean giant head! [TK pulls up a giant bear head from another box and slaps it on Durden’s noggin.] Nick: Agh! I can’t see in this thing! TK: You’ll get used to it! You just need some practice![With that, TK grabs Durden and literally yanks him out of his locker room pushes him into the main Entourage foyer. Stumbling to the main entrance, TK turns the door knob and yanks the door open to reveal Kevin Anderson on the outside. The two smile at each other and it doesn’t take the mind of Sherlock Holmes to know this has all been prearranged.] TK: And I can’t think of a better way to practice than to walk around backstage a few times to get your BEARings. OH! Whadda know, its Kevin Anderson! How convenient! Now you can introduce yourself to the WORLD! Go get ‘em Pedobear! Nick: PEDOBEAR?! WHAT THE FUCK!~!~SLAM~!~ [He slams the door behind him so hard that the entire wall vibrates. On the other side can hear Durden struggling to remove the head of the costume, but little does he know that its been attached to the suit with a super strong adhevesive. Oh yes, poor Nick is in for another long night and the thought of his misfortunes brings laughter and joy into the Champ’s world.] TK *laughing*: What a sucker![FADE]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 10, 2008 17:05:45 GMT -5
Match 2: Danny Mainer vs. Jon Taylor vs. Jonny Hughes (Credit: Danny Mainer)
MATCH START: The match started in the way all Triple Threats start. They gang up on the lesser person which in this case was Danny. Hughes & Taylor immediately targeted The Maine Man brutalizing him with at first a German Suplex by Hughes and then followed on with repeated stamps from both parties. Taylor and Hughes then set up the King of Vegas for a Double Suplex slamming him with huge impact. They then tossed him over the top-rope throwing the brash young Mainer and sending him crashing to the mat below. He landed quite badly on his neck with a somewhat sickening thud. The two enemies then immediately went after each other and started trading shots before going with some traditional mat wrestling. The crowd got pretty into this even though all involved are pretty powerful heels. Not a lot happened after the intro-throw out in the early-goings of the match just a lot of mat-wrestling.
MATCH MIDDLE: This was a fairly average singles match at this point as Danny played possum on the outside while Hughes and Taylor knocked seven bells out of each other. Hughes hits a German Suplex and then hits a Butterfly Suplex which got quite a pop from the crowd. Taylor counters a headlock attempt into a High Angle Back Suplex smashing Hughes spine onto the mat. The crowd booed like it was nobody’s business and then when both men were up to their feet Taylor got Hughes off of the apron before sending him crashing to the mat with a Flying Knee Strike. Taylor then got out the ring and threw Hughes back in where seemingly at this point Danny had completely disappeared from all sight of the arena. Hughes & Taylor were scrapping again and managed to pick up an advantage over Taylor with an Ode to Dynamite. Hughes set up Taylor in the corner looking and then walked to the opposite side. He thundered forward faster then the bullet train but as he reached half-way Taylor was already thundering towards him rolling behind him. Dazed and slightly losing his sense of direction Hughes just looks over at the corner where Taylor just was only to get hit by a HUGE Mainer Alines: 1st Class from the now revealed King of Vegas. Danny quickly launches up to his feet fully invigorated and as Hughes lies on his ass rolling around in pain, he darts after Taylor but Taylor hits a Taylor DDT.
Taylor & Hughes go back to the double team effort doing a double mudhole stamp but eventually Taylor double crosses Hughes throwing him over the top rope. Taylor then picks up Mainer out of the corner hitting a HUGE Dropkick to the chest.
MATCH ENDING: Taylor kept the advantage even after Hughes made his re-entry but Taylor kept Hughes at bay with a HUGE Drop Toe-Hold smashing up his face on the turnbuckle. Hughes kept at bay Danny had been getting absolutely pulverized by Taylor by Hughes including a Flying Crossbody and a German Suplex. Taylor prepared to finish stuff off though by setting up Danny dead-centre in the ring hitting The Clinch. Taylor was smashing his knees repeatedly into the head which is to be noted that The Clinch is also one of Danny Mainer’s signature moves (Reality Bites). Repeated knee and kick shots disorientating Danny followed by a HUGE raising knee shot sending him stumbling backwards. He poses briefly amping the crowd up for a Triangle of Perfection but Hughes is back from the dead. He thunders in damn near dislocating Taylor’s jaw with a Roaring Elbow directing his attention towards the King of Vegas but KoV is already seeing straight again and he quickly nails Hughes with a Diamond City Suplex lifting that 40 pound weight greater then him and slamming him to the mat before dragging him to the corner. Mainer sets up shop in the corner before nailing Hughes with a Bladers Sunrise before rolling him over and snapping in the Vegas Vice. The Keylock snapped right on his wrist, Danny then brings up his legs, trapping Hughes in the – but no! Taylor blindsides Mainer, the submission attempt collapses, and Hughes takes advantage, first hurling Taylor face-first into the corner, and then taking Danny over and down into a lightning roll-up. Still dazed from Taylor’s blow, Danny can’t escape in time, allowing Hughes to sneak the victory in this tight contest.
WINNER: Jonny Hughes VIA roll-up(15:49)
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 10, 2008 17:06:37 GMT -5
Segment "Reminiscing" Credit: T-Kiss, Lucrezia, & Mainer
[When we return we’re presented with the image of Club Thunderkiss, the most happenin’ place around, or at least in Los Angeles. We’re shown two typical broads of the American persuasion, one a drop-dead blonde in a red dress that’s literally THE PERFECT woman with a hot body and a face to match and her friend who is obviously is there to pick up on the leftovers that her friend doesn’t want. The two stroll across towards the owner of Club Thunderkiss, immediately grabbing his attention.]
Girl in red dress *smiling*: Hey there. Want some company tonight Champ?
[She slides her index finger down his chest. Up until recently, an action like this would have gotten her upstairs to his "private" room but this is an entirely different Thunderkiss on the other end of her finger. With no hesitation, TK turns her down and continues his march toward more monogamous ways, and yes, it is extremely frigid in hell at the moment.]
Thunderkiss: Hey, thanks for the offer, but I’m afraid that tonight I’ve already been spoken for.
[The girl raises her eyebrow in disbelief. Before she can express her confusion by saying "excuse me," her friend shoves her way into the conversation in a very smug and defensive like manner.]
Girl in blue dress: I don’t think you heard my friend correctly. She is looking to spend some time with you. Besides, from what I hear about you, your motto ought to be "the more the merrier."
TK: Things change. Ladies, enjoy your stay and have a good time tonight. Please excuse me.
[The girls’ shock manifests itself through a double scoff that pours from their lips like steam from a kettle. Seconds later with their fists on their hips, they toss their hair and walk out of the club as scorned women. Not giving the incident a second though, TK climbs up the club’s stairs to the third level where the person who has "already spoken for him" awaits.]
Anna Sommers: I detest desperate women. I was ready to come down there and bounce those cows right out of here myself.
TK: But you didn’t because you’re pregnant and that would have been a bad idea?
Anna: No. It would have put my Manolo Blahniks in unnecessary danger.
TK *rolling eyes* Ah.. I see.
Voice: Hey TK! My main man!
[Hearing his voice being called out, TK spins his head around looking for the person who called him out but finds no one.]
Voice: Down here! Come on, you’ve still got one eye that works right?
[Upon hearing it again, it appears to be coming from the club floor. Sticking his head over the railing, he sees his old friend Danny Mainer waving at him with Mei-Feng under his arm.]
TK: Hey! There he is!
[TK motions them up and Danny proceeds to the stairs with Mei following closely behind. As soon as they are on the VIP floor, TK comes up to his old pal and gives him a firm handshake followed by a brotherly hug. Not too familiar with Mei-Feng as of yet, Thunderkiss feels uncomfortable giving her the same kind of greeting so he extends his hand outwards for a handshake instead. Now that everyone has been greeted, the time has come for introductions.] TK: Anna, this is Danny and his girlfriend Mei-Feng. Danny, Mei, this is Anna.
Danny Mainer: Ahh, I’ve heard so much about you. Teeks’s woman right? Nice to meet’cha.
Mei-Feng: Pleasure to meet you.
Anna: The please is mine.
TK: So, shall we have a seat?
[Everyone nods in agreement and together they sit down around the nearest VIP table where the small talk begins. As the group begins to dive deeper into conversation, TK keeps a close eye on the women to see how they get along. Luckily for all, they seem to be hitting it off which completely pleases TK for he was nervous about the possibility of a cat fight breaking out tonight. As the night proceeds on, Danny and TK dominate the conversation with tales from their youth.]
TK: So there we were, on top of Danny’s roof trying to push and shove each other off so that one of us could capture the title belt!
Danny: Which was made from only the finest Imperial Cardboard form my uncles warehouse, toilet roll cores from none other then the King of Vegas’s house and the grand finish… DUCT TAPE!
TK: Totally. Anyway, there we were, teetering on the edge when suddenly the WHOLE roof caved in. The two of us fell straight into Mainer’s living room and you should have seen the look on his parent’s face!
Danny: I couldn’t sit down for a week dude, my spine felt like it was shattered and I was picking splinters out of my asshole for like a month!
[The two have a hearty laugh over the incident and then proceed into another story. While the gentlemen continue to have their fun the ladies begin to look quite bored, especially Anna. Normally she would have no trouble speaking her mind and request to be taken home, but given the fact she knows the importance of TK’s relationship with Mainer, she decides to accomplish this using a much more discreet and fun method.]
TK: Oh yeah, remember that time when we went to the mall and bought a bun-CHA!!!
[Feeling the sensation of Anna’s foot pressing against his crotch, TK can’t help but let out a high pitched yelp of surprise.]
Danny: TK? Are you ok? Opera Performances aren’t your strong point Thundude.
[Looking nervous and a bit embarrassed, TK looks over at Anna who deviously gives him a wink and a smile. He’s seen that look before and he knows EXACTLY what it means.]
TK: Yup, just fine. Just almost choked on some ice, that’s all. Hey guys, I hate to kill the party but I think I’m going to have to call it a night. I just remembered that I have a few meetings in the morning and I dare not oversleep!
Danny: Aww, alright. I almost forgot how busy our Teeks is anymore! Or rather I should say "Mr. World Champion."
TK: Heh, had fun tonight you two. Hopefully we can do this again really soon. Mei, nice seeing you again and Danny, see you Monday!
Danny: You got it. See you two later ace!
Anna: Bye! Nice meeting you both!
[Anna and TK totally ignore the stairwell as they make their way to the private elevator that resides in the back of the club. While yes, Ms. Sommers should not be taking stairs in her condition, there is another reason why the couple has chosen this exit and it comes midway between the 2nd and 1st floors.]
TK *pressing the stop button*: I call top.
Anna *giggling*: Okay!
[Lips locked, the two quickly find themselves on the floor. Cue Steven Tyler.]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 10, 2008 17:07:26 GMT -5
Segment: My Personal Entourage
Credit: A.Starr Scene fades onto Andrew Starr in the ACW parking lot, pacing back and forth with the Entertainment Championship belt on his shoulder. Random mutterings indicate that he is waiting for someone who is exceedingly late. At long last, a newer looking vehicle pulls into the lot, and Starr perks up. The car parks, and out of the vehicle steps Gary. This is much to Andrews disliking, apparently this is the person he was waiting for. Gary and Starr exchange subtle greetings as the former passes the latter on his way into the arena. Once Gary has disappeared, Starr goes back to watching the entranceway, hoping for a car or limo to pull in.
Nearly five minutes pass without Andrew getting his wish. Other wrestlers have come and went, each exchanging their hellos and goodbyes. Suddenly, a black sports car pulls into the lot, full speed and music blaring. Starr shakes his head with a smile on his face as the car pulls a Tokyo Drift, and comes to a stop in front of him after going into a controlled slide.
That must be them. Finally.
The car loses power, and the music stops. Both car doors can be heard opening as the camera angle moves to the ground just below the passenger exit of the car. A set of dainty feet step out, and the camera slowly moves up to reveal a set of smooth legs attached to the feet. The female in question steps out of the car, her skirt just hiding what she has to hide as she stands and the camera moves past it. The colour of her skin makes her out to be for oriental descent. We can all hear TK drooling somewhere in the building. We finally make our shot up to her face, a face that anyone would give their left arm for. Shes serious for a moment for bursting out into an expression of pure joy.
Andrew! [/b] She squeals out before running over to Starr, high heels clicking on the pavement. Starr reaches out to her and takes her in his arms, giving her a semi-long kiss before breaking away.[/center][/i] Starr: Hey baby, I've missed you. All this wrestling has been stressful without you. And damn Ashlei, I must say that the time I've been away has been better on you then me.He takes her hand and pushes her away, moving to spin her around. Shes spins as he whistles loudly. [/i] Ashlei: Damn straight it has, I'm hot as ever.[/b] Shes says this with a smile in her words, clearly for her own amusement as well as Andrews. She moves back toward him and gives another big hug, holding on to him as though she just found the last lifeline in the world. This touching moment is interrupted as the voice on the cars driver resonates through the parking lot.
Aren't you two just precious. Not even here a minute and she's already attached to you again. Dammit Starr, you've always been quite the stud. [/b] The voice laughs briskly, and Andrew looks over with a big smile.[/center][/i] Starr: Yes, Mills, but you've always been the one who had a way with words.The camera pans over to the source of the deep voice, and a man standing about six foot is revealed. He is muscular, but appears to be exceedingly flexible for his size. He long hair flows over his shoulders, and piercing eyes gaze toward Starr and Ashlei. With a gym bag in one hand and his sunglasses in the other, Mills moves toward the couple and sets down the bag with a bit of a grimace. He places the glasses on his head before motioning to Starr, extending his hand. [/i] Mills: Of course. But, what kind of greeting is this, she gets a kiss and you cant even give your old pal a handshake?Both men laugh as Starr moves Ashlei into his left arm, reaching over to Mills with his right. He grips the hands firmly, initiating a warm handshake. [/i] Starr: Hell yah, you know that how we do things. How is your arm doing man, are you OK? What exactly happened last week?Mills starts in on the story, but is quickly interrupted by Ashlei. [/i] Ashlei: I think I should tell the story, PJ likes to exaggerate a bit when he tells it. Well, when I was on the phone with you, we were both at the gym doing some last minute Cardio before it was time to start packing to come here. Gonzo over here decided to crank up the speed a bit on his treadmill, do some sprints. That resulted in him getting tripped up and falling into the treadmill and being slammed into the wall behind the machine. He was knocked out cold for a few minutes, and his arm looked funny, which is why I was freaking out. So yah, thats what happened, when the medics got there, he had already woken up and one of the guys popped his shoulder back into place.[/b] By the end of the story, Starr has fought real hard to keep from laughing out loud. He finally breaks and lets out a raucous laugh, much to the annoyance of Mills. Starr notices and stop laughing, but still chuckles to himself a bit. [/i] Mills: Bah, I was fine. Nothing a bit of brute strength couldn't fix! Ms. Phen here was in more worse a shape then I was, she looked like she was having a panic attack!Starr: I'm sure she was. Regardless of what really happened, glad to know your OK now buddy.Starr reaches over and slaps Mills on the shoulder, causing him to grimace once more. [/i] Starr: Well guys, we could sit out here and talk all night, but I really must get inside, my match is starting soon. So lets gets your stuff and we have a place for you in the Entourage locker room.Ashlei: *yawn* Yah, I'm really tired from that flight. What was it, six hours? I could definitely use a rest, I'll be content with watching your match from the locker room for just tonight.Mills: Same goes for me. Now lets head inside, it is pretty cold out here.The trio picks up all the luggage, carrying it inside the building. They disappear into the corridor and the door closes to the inside of the arena.
Looks like Entourage has a couple new members, friends of Andrew Starr. What are the plans of the trio, and how will this throw a wrench into the Entertainment Title scene?
...Who knows. Anyways, fade out. End Segment.[/i]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 10, 2008 17:09:30 GMT -5
Segment: Hero Factory? Sorta...(Credit: FSX) Do you ever wonder how pillows are made? More likely then not you don't care, or aren't even aware that people ponder just how a cozy pillow comes into existence. If anything people care more about how their favorite shoes are made, or are happy go lucky toys come to existence. The answer to those questions is quite simple, however...CHINA. SLAVE LABOR OF POOR CHILDREN!....But that isn't the topic of todays fun. No, the topic of the day actually has to do with a factory that makes something. Now, it's not a Chocolate factory or anything, but there still might be some Oompa Loompa's. I'm undecided. Anyway, the factory does something that no other factory does. It produces wonders that the world can only dream of, and that includes the manufacturing process! When a child gets the chance to dream upon the shooting star, that star is used for materials to fulfill the dreams of the man that runs this company. A little man by the name of S.C. That's right, SATAN CARLSON! .....oh...Stan Carlson. Anyway, the factory is a HERO FACTORY! What's a Hero Factory? No time to explain! On with the show!
And thus the show begins. Properly, too! But how? With a magical scene of lollipops and wonder! It seems to be an avenue in the older area of Germany, as many happy children are running freely through the streets and into various little stores. How nice. But at the same time, one frowning child is seen sulking off in the distance as he hugs onto his knees. Such a shame...As the camera grows closer and closer to the poor boy, it turns out he is actually just a tiny man! Fallen Souls, to be specific. For a man who is basically on top of the world each and every day as of late, and proudly holds onto a title that many never considered him capable of...AS A NON-TRANSITIONAL CHAMPION...it seems very odd that he is sulking. In fact, if it wasn't obviously just an effect of lighting being used, one might believe he had been crying just a few moments earlier. As he remained huddled up and pouting, someone eventually took note of his attention-grabbing state and walked over to him, curious to help no doubt.Man: What seems to be a matter, son? Are you not having the fun of German candy? FSX: Oh, it's not that...German candy is delicious...It's just that..well. Man: Yah? You can tell your friend Gunter of problem. Fallen is heard sniffling for a moment, before peering up at the jolly German and trembling a bit as he reaches out to him.FSX: It's just that...I'M TROUBLED! Gunter: I was asking of details, not of the obvious. FSX: Well, Gunter, I don't really know how to explain it to a character like you. I guess the easiest way to tell you is through song! Suddenly hoping up to his feet, Fallen smiles and begins to use his great ability to flail his fingers and call it jazz hands as he walks back and forth along the sidewalk, Gunter simply staring to him blankly as he does.FSX: ~WEEEEEELLLLLL...I HAPPEN TO-- Gunter: No singing. I'll kill you if you sing. Just tell me of trouble or I will simply return to drinking. FSX: Fine, spoil sport... My troubles basically stem from the fact that Fallen Heroes is taking place in just over a month now, and I really want to do everything and anything in my power to win the match! I know that kind of seems greedy since I'm already the International Champion, but I can't help but dream of one time on the top! Gunter: I see. Very interest of the problem. Gunter seems to ponder and think about the situation long and hard as Fallen watches him blankly, before snapping his fingers and pulling out a coin from his pocket.Gunter: I will give you money for bus, homeless man! FSX: Wha..? Oh, I have money. Gunter: I see...then I can not help you. I have failed you as a stereotypical companion. Reaching for his back pocket, clearly to pull out either a gun or a syringe that contains steroids, Fallen quickly tackles the man to the ground and holds his arms to each side, staring down at him in fear!Gunter: Ack! What are you doing? FSX: You can't kill yourself, Gunter! If someone dies in two in a row people will start calling me predictable! Gunter: What are you talking about? Help! I am trapped by homeless man! FSX: Say...you are helping me after all! My reflexes are alot faster when I'm really paranoid over something, and hanging out on the streets of little Germany sure has helped out with that! Good thing this Island has a bit of everything! Gunter: You are bad of man! Rapist I say! I am not here for the rape! Help! Police! As many police officers suddenly appear in the distance racing down the streets, and seem to almost look like neo-Nazi's from afar, Fallen takes this as a sign that his journey to the mini-Germany section of the mighty island of ACW is complete. Hoping of his new friend who had recently declared him a rapist, Fallen dashed into a local bakery and kicked over a wedding cake! Those poor, poor people who are getting married! Shortly after making quite the random and pointless detail, he rushed out of the shop and down the street to freedom!FSX: Alright! Now I can cross off two of the things from my to do list for the night! Well he continues his near-OLMPI..c...sprint through the streets of many different country-specific neighborhoods that happened to be adjoined in the same fashion that the actual countries are, he pulled out a list he had with him and crossed out two of the many goals.
TO DO:
- Travel to Little Germany and get my Mo-Jo Back (Note: Don't actually get the Kincain's again..)
- Single handedly ruin the marriage of an elderly racist couple looking for love
- Return to ACW arena and kill Freeman
- Apologize for 'accidentally' killing Freeman
- Buy Hunter some pants...[/b] and it goes on and on like that. One has to wonder how Fallen has so much time to plan all of these goals well he clearly should be training to keep on the top of his game. Maybe his head is getting full again? Could he be looking beyond an obvious challenge at hand that could ruin him? Did he just accidentally reference little Germany as a hero factory? Probably a Fallen Hero confidence factory. With no one named Stan. Or was there...? ...No, probably not. Fade out.[/i]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 10, 2008 17:10:02 GMT -5
Segment: Search for the Truth - Part. II (Credit: BK London) Wandering around a city he has only been to a handful of times at the late hours of the night isn't exactly BK London's idea of a "good time". But his main goal kept him focused, and determined to find out as much information as he can from Dr. Wagner. Walking through the roads of Mexico City, he continued his search for the address on the envelope - keeping his eye out for a doctor's office nearby.
After walking for the past 20 minutes or so, he finally stumbled upon the right address. But the establishment on the envelope and the establishment before him didn't match up. On the envelope it stated "Mexico City Clinic", but when he looked up he saw nothing but...but a Burger King.
Was this some sort of a cheap joke?
BK London wasn't exactly against a good cheeseburger now and then, but this - in no shape or form - was what he had in mind. But then again, he has seen weirder things, specifically in ACW. By seeing everything from a man getting his eyeball kicked out of his head to a man repeatedly coming back from the dead, nothing really surprised him anymore. But still, he couldn't believe it.
He looked down at the address once more and looked back back at the street name and address number. It was perfectly right. He took a huge breath before stepping into Burger King. He expected the worst.
As he stepped in, the place was pretty much empty, with six females manning the registers and a few guys mopping of the floors. "Grand Opening" signs were plastered up on the walls everywhere and the place had that brand new fresh pine-sol scent.
But within seconds the attention of every worker in plain sight was on BK London, he was used to having thousands of eyes on him each night, but not the same way as this. It wasn't normal for a large black man to be walking the streets of Mexico City at this time at night, much less at all. BK however didn't take his eyes off the employees either, he slowly made his way over to the register where a young spanish girl with long red hair and brown eyes was located. She was a bit intimidated by BK London, being the huge black man that he is. After glancing down at her name tag, BK asked he a question. Her name was Rio.BK London: Excuse me Rio, do you know a Dr. Wagner around here somewhere? Rio: Que? Just the thing he hoped not to run into, although it was probably invetiable, the language barrier. BK London took a few spanish classes in junior high, but he since then he has remembered nothing to hold a conversation past "how are you doing?". Suddenly, in a heavy spanish accent, one of the male workers who was mopping responded to the question he overheard.??: Dr. Wagner Jr.? Quickly BK London turned his attention away from Rio, as far as he was concerned she could go back to dancing on the sand - because she was no help to him right now.BK London: Yes, Dr. Wagner. BK approached the worker who's nametag read, Jose.Jose: You might want to check across the street, there's a Dr. Wagner over there. He's supposed to be fighting tonight. Fighting tonight?
That took BK completely off-guard, nonetheless he shook the hand of the worker before racing out the fast food restaurant. When he looked across the street he saw a HUGE arena, and I mean HUGE.. Almost as big as the ACW Arena. How did he miss this on the way into Burger King? He also saw a huge line in front of the ticket box. In front of the arena was a sign, a sign which read: Dr. Wagner Jr. versus Tarzan Boy. Mascara contra Cabellera! TONIGHT! [/u][/center] BK London was shocked more than anything upon seeing this sign, he had to find a way to get in to see this Dr. Wagner. He just had to.
Fade Out.
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