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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 7, 2004 15:29:02 GMT -5
Thursday Night Meltdown 7th October 2004
Schedule of Matches: -------------------------------------------------
JonnyG vs Hunter
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Ridley vs Michael Kross
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Jakie vs TNT – Lightweight Title #1 Contender Match (Kross Special Guest Referee)
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TIM vs Bladeshadow, V3 and RDK
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Latino vs Daredevil
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Yoko Satoshi vs Skurai – ACW World Title Match
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OOC Note: This week, as you know, has been exceedingly hectic for me (and also for many of you, as I understand it). I have not, therefore, been able to thoroughly check everything for daft errors, so I’ll apologise now if anything really braindead has slipped through. To be honest, I can’t actually work out where I found the time to do this show, so if it’s not quite up to the usual standard I hope you’ll all bear with me. Thanks.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 7, 2004 15:29:27 GMT -5
It’s Thursday night, and the ACW fans are all ready for what promises to be a memorable evening. The camera pans around to give everyone a chance to show off their artistic talents through the signs they’ve constructed, and then the titantron is cranked up for its first job of the evening. The shot opens with a picture of Chairman Gingerdude’s office; the door swings open, and Ginger is revealed seated at his desk, with both Amo the Great and Yoko Satoshi standing on the opposite side of it. Ginger reclines in his chair and regards his employees before speaking.
Ginger: I won’t insult your intelligence by asking you why you think you’re here, because I’m sure you’ve already figured that out. I do watch what happens on MY shows, believe it or not, and I also keep an ear to the ground with regard to what goes on backstage during the week. So I know the pair of you have continued to snipe at one another…..and let me tell you now, it’s going to stop.
Yoko just glares at Ginger wordlessly; Amo looks a little nervous, but is also silent.
Ginger: However, I am also aware of the requests that you have both made to me recently…..and I am pleased to tell you both now that I’m going to grant them.
Amo just smiles and nods; Yoko looks puzzled for a fraction of a second before she works it out, and she can’t stop a smile from breaking out across her face.
Yoko: When?
Ginger: Tonight. The main event.
Yoko looks a little surprised at the suddenness of this, but she’s already heading for the door, to get ready for the biggest match of her career………
Ginger: Yoko, I didn’t say you could leave yet. I’m not finished.
Yoko gives Ginger a poisoned glace, but does as she’s asked and returns.
Ginger: Yoko, you have the match you wanted, and Amo, I’m giving you yours as well. Which, you may be interested to know Miss Satoshi, is a match against YOU at Samhain.
Yoko: WHAT?!
Ginger: Yes, and there’s more. On Warfare, the two of you will be having a little contest…a kind of warm up, you might say. And the winner of that contest will get to choose the stipulation for your PPV encounter.
Yoko looks furious, but she bites her tongue.
Yoko: All right, fine. I can beat you whenever I choose, Amo.
Amo: We’ll see.
Yoko heads towards the door once more; Amo watches, and then calls after her.
Amo: Oh, Yoko….you might want to do a little weight room work this weekend…..cause our “match” on Warfare will be a posing contest!
The crowd cheers, and Yoko clenches her fist before flouncing out the door, slamming it, and the scene fades out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 7, 2004 15:33:55 GMT -5
Match 1 – JonnyG vs Hunter (Credit: Latino)
It’s that time again, and the crowd can’t wait for things to get started. Never a man to disappoint the public, Philip steps into the ring and paces around before making a start on his appointed task.
Phillip: “Coming to the ring… JonnyG!”<br> Linkin Park - In the End hits as JonnyG walks through the curtains to a roar of the fans. He comes out with an energetic smile shaking hands with the fans ready for his match.
Phillip: “And his opponent for tonight….Hunter!”<br> Won't Back Down by Fuel starts playing as Hunter walks down to the ring. He has a look of determination on his face as he doesn’t even pay attention to the fans almost as if he is living in his own world.
Bell rings.
Both men circle the each other walking around the ring. The ref stands there watching the two men uncertain what the hell is going on. Hunter runs in but JonnyG sends him down to the mat with a spinebuster. He runs back to the ropes and returns with a leg drop to the throat of Hunter. He goes for a pin quickly but Hunter kicks out before the two. Jonny picks up Hunter Irish whipping him to the turnbuckle. He runs towards him with a clothesline but Hunter kicks him in the face. He climbs the turnbuckle and jumps off nailing Jonny in the face with an axe handle smash. Hunter grabs and scoop slams Jonny onto the mat. He climbs the turnbuckle again and jumps off with an elbow drop but Jonny just barely gets out of the way. Both men are now on the mat exhausted. The referee starts counting while the two men start to stir a little bit. Jonny uses the ropes for leverage as he makes his way back up. He leans against it catching his breath as he watches Hunter stand himself back up. Hunter tries to clothesline his opponent but Jonny ducks and flips Hunter over the top rope sending him crash to the mat. Jonny climbs the turnbuckle and dives off with an elbow drop onto the outside mats. Jonny’s body now pushed through enough punishment for the night forces his self back up as the ref counts four. He stomps on Hunter’s face and slams his face against the outside barriers. He throws a punch at him but Hunter blocks it and throws a punch of his own. The two men continue to throw punches back and forth as the ref counts to six. Hunter is Irish whipped into the steel steps. Jonny goes to grab Hunter but Hunter stops him and slams Jonny’s face against the steps. He rolls into the ring and back outside to break the count of the ref. He picks up Jonny in order to throw him into the barrier but Jonny escapes his opponent’s grasp pushing Hunter into the barriers. Jonny rolls Hunter back inside the ring and slides inside the ring exhausted. Jonny stands Hunter back up and Irish whips him into the ropes. As Hunter comes back Jonny grabs him and pulls off the Jonormous Slam, fireman’s carry into a STO. He goes for the pin 1…2…3! The fans go wild as Jonny stands up leaning back against the ropes holding his arms up in victory.
Phillip: Here is your winner… JonnyG!
The crowd cheer Jonny as he walks around, celebrating his win; Hunter stands, but doesn’t leave; instead, he gestures for a mic.
Hunter: Yeah, yea, all right….SHUT UP! You may have beaten me this time, Jonny, but trust me it was a fluke! It won’t happen again!
Jonny: You think so, Hunter? Let me tell you, I can take you any time and any place you want….just you name it.
Hunter: Very well, if you’re that sure, Jonny…..why don’t you and me do this again on Warfare? But this time it won’t be a regular match – it’ll be hardcore rules! Still think you can take me, fool?
Jonny: I never say anything I can’t back up, Hunter. I’ll see you Monday.
Jonny raises an arm to the crowd and leaves the ring, being cheered all the way; Hunter just gives a shady smile before following, already plotting his revenge.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 7, 2004 15:37:29 GMT -5
Segment: Not a “Lightweight” argument
In the ring, the crew are setting up for the next match; they’re interrupted however by Jakie, who comes to the ring greeting some fans on the way before entering with a mic in hand.
Jakie: I’ll get straight to the point – Kross, I’m challenging you for your lightweight belt at Samhain! I’ve fought some great matches in the past, and I know I’m a worthy contender, so won’t you come out here and accept my proposal?
Everyone waits, but the person who appears is not whom they expected to see.
TNT: Whoa, whoa, whoa Junior! I think you must have overdosed on the happy pills this morning…..everyone wants to be the champ, I can go with that, but it just so happens that there’s a far more qualified candidate for the position……not only am I mister entertainment, excitement personified…..but in case you forgot I whooped the asses of both you AND Mr. Holier-than-thou on Monday! So get a grip Junior…..heh, if Kross is gonna fight anyone, it’s going to be me!
TNT’s fans cheer this; the rest of the crowd boos. Jakie’s about to respond when there’s another cheer, and Kross appears on the stage.
Kross: Gentlemen, I had foreseen a situation like this arising. Now I know I could beat either of you whenever I feel like it –
The crowd pops
Kross: -but the chairman thinks that you both have equal claim to the title of #1 contender. So what we have agreed…..is that the pair of you will have a match, tonight, and the winner will face me for the title at Samhain!
Another big cheer; Jakie nods, TNT looks peeved but then shrugs.
TNT: Fine by me, Junior – you know I’ll take on anybody I have to – Jakie, Jakie’s pal London – no, strike that, the GHOST of London, Jakie’s parents, Jakie’s pets, ahhhh, IT DOESN’T MATTER! Because nobody’s going to beat THE ONE, THE ONLY, T-N-T!
TNT throws down his mic and walks away. Kross waits for him to come close, and then adds one final comment.
Kross: Excellent. Oh, and just so you know, the special referee for your match will be…..yours truly.
TNT raises an eyebrow, but doesn’t comment further; he stalks away and Jakie follow hims to allow the preparations for the next match to be completed; Kross slips behind the curtain to collect his stagewear and await Philip’s introduction.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 7, 2004 15:39:35 GMT -5
Match 2 – Ridley vs Kross
The forthcoming contest is a clash between two men who, on the surface at least, could not be more different. However they do have one thing in common – contempt for the philosophy of the other – and this practically guarantees that there will be fireworks when they meet.
Philip: This is a singles match, scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from the Vatican City……..He is the current ACW Lightweight Champion, Michael Kross!
”Vater Unser” hits, and the arena is bathed in soft white light as Kross walks out to a loud and positive response. He does his usual blessing of the fans as he approaches the ring, but he knows that he’s the one who really needs some divine inspiration. This doesn’t manifest itself through nervousness, however, and he calmly removes his cloak and places his large cross to one side before entering the ring, giving Philip a quick once – over with the sign of the cross for good measure.
Then, the inevitable darkness falls upon the arena, and even though they know what’s coming, the fans still react noisily until the bell tolls….
GONG…….
GONG…….
Kross stays calm, and doesn’t take his eyes from the swirling mists and the silhouetted figure materialising from them.
Philip: And his opponent, from Southeastern Birmingham, Alabama………Ridley!
The lord of hardcore proceeds at his own pace to the ring, with “Monochromatic Stains” accompanying his passage; Kross bravely looks him in the eyes, but this just makes Ridley smile and show a hint of his sharpened fangs. Ridley reaches the apron, looks around briefly at the crowd, and then snaps his arms upward to restore the lighting to normal. Kross stretches a little as Ridley removes his unneeded clothing, and Philip beats a retreat as Ridley steps through the ropes. The pair face one another, and the camera mic is close enough to hear a brief exchange between them….
Ridley: Father....I have sinned.
Kross: It is not too late, Ridley. You can still---
Ridley: It IS too late. The wheels are in motion, whatever they may be....and there is nothing left for me. If I must fail....then I must simply accept it.
Kross: Your case is not so hopeless. You have not yet reached those depths of depravity yet.
Ridley: Then bless me, Father...for I am about to sin again.
Kross isn’t going to be taken by surprise, and he anticipates and dodges a lightning dash forward from Ridley as the ref gives the ok for things to begin.
Bell Rings.
Kross spins around to try and track Ridley’s movements, but he’s not quite fast enough and Ridley catches him with a swinging punch to his right cheek. Kross throws one back but Ridley rears back to avoid it before striking once more, this time to the temple. Kross takes a few steps back; Ridley follows and fires off a few more punches but this time Kross backflips to avoid them; he flips again on landing, targeting the second rope perfectly and then springing forward with a flying crossbody that brings Ridley down. Kross tries a roll up but Ridley busts out before the count even gets started, and looks less than pleased by Kross’ gutsy start to the match. Ridley opts to put a stop to this quickly, expertly manoeuvring Kross back into a corner before kicking the seven virtues clean out of his priestly foe; Kross attempts to fight back but Ridley is clearly into a “zone” and is having none of it. Once Kross has slumped down, Ridley picks him up and uses his black hole slam, which is good for a 2 count before Kross responds. Ridley stands Kross up, but suddenly Kross clears his head and uses his standing, flipping dropkick to nail Ridley between the eyes. The crowd starts chanting for Kross, and he responds by backing up a little before delivering his running, flipping legdrop. A pin is made, and the count is almost at 2 before Ridley breaks out of it. Kross keeps his distance, and Ridley is clearly getting more annoyed by the second – he charges at Kross, who jumps aside, but Ridley’s anticipated this and he spins on a dime to switch direction and hit Kross with a swinging kick that’s too fast to be dodged. A T Bone suplex follows, and Kross does well to break the cover just after the 2 count.
Again Kross puts some distance between himself and his foe, but Ridley isn’t keen on playing hide and seek, and he practically teleports in (so fast is his movement) in order to resume his fast left – right – left punching that is so effective at wearing down his foes. Kross blocks as best he can, and cements his defence with a few strong blows of his own so that Ridley doesn’t have it all his own way. Ridley starts to back away a fraction, and Kross lets him do so……which is a mistake, as Ridley comes storming back with a Yakuza kick that Kross evades by millimetres. Ridley anticipates Kross’ tactic, and catches him as he comes in range after the dodge in order to execute his armbreaker DDT – Kross does indeed appear to be in some pain after this in his upper limbs, but he ignores this and shifts before Ridley can make a cover. Kross now realises that retreat is not an option, so he turns the power meter to max and uses a bulldog to very briefly daze Ridley. This is all Kross needs, and without even pausing for breath he springs to the nearby post and leaps off in the same movement for his trademark Dragonrana. Ridley isn’t quite quick enough to reverse it, and the crowd yells encouragement as Kross pins – he gets 2.5, but now Ridley’s face is showing very real malice and it sends a shiver up Kross’ spine. Kross sees that time is not on his side, and he goes for his Redeemer Kick in an effort to end the match; it hits, but as Kross comes forward to pin Ridley does his sit – up and no sells the move. Kross’ mind goes blank for a second, and this lets Ridley get in a huge superkick with his steel toed boots, right to the temple. Kross’ knees fail him and he slumps, but in seconds Ridley picks him up and applies the straightjacket. Kross holds out for nearly 30 seconds, but the pain is enough to warp a man’s mind and he decides that protecting his future fitness is more important than a match win. He signals his submission to the ref, and Ridley drops him roughly to the mat as the bell rings.
Philip: Here is your winner, as a result of a submission…..Ridley!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 7, 2004 15:40:34 GMT -5
Kross is bleeding from a slight wound to the head as he lies on the mat; Ridley flips to his feet, but he doesn’t seem too happy about his victory and an assistant rolls a mic into the ring before jumping back like a scalded cat at Ridley’s gaze.
Ridley: Cut the damn-
His music shuts off before he’s even finished speaking. Ridley stalks about, his eyes darting between the crowd and Kross who is groggily sitting up a few feet away.
Ridley: Obviously, some people in this arena either weren’t listening to me properly last week, or they have chronic short term memory problems.
With a burst of speed, Ridley lunges over and hauls Kross to his feet so that his toes only just touch the floor. Ridley’s savagely pointed canines are clearly visible as he fixes Kross with a freezing nose to nose stare.
Ridley: What did I say, Kross? Why don’t you remind all the good people here what happens to BITCHES like you?
Kross tries to speak, but it’s difficult as Ridley’s crushing his vocal cords…
Kross: You…..said…..you threatened….
Ridley’s getting more unstable, and with his face contorted with fury he smashes the mic into Kross’ head before dropping him to the floor.
Ridley: I SAID, I would gladly skullfuck anyone who tried to be a hero. Not mess up, not annoy a little bit, SKULLFUCK. Do you know what that means?
Kross is still breathless, but Ridley isn’t waiting for an answer anyway.
Ridley: It doesn’t matter what you think, because I’m going to give you and everybody here a personal demonstration.
Without any further warning, Ridley lights into Kross with a pair of kicks to the temple completely without restraint. The resulting blows are so hard that Kross is almost decapitated, and his eyes roll and glaze as he keels over. Ridley throws the mic at Kross as well before leaping out of the ring; at first it looks like he’s going for a chair but then his eyes alight on something else and with a truly terrifying leer, Ridley takes hold of Kross’ own staff and snaps the wooden shaft in half. He discards the metal cross and keeps the now splintered and pointed bottom section before rolling back into the ring. Ridley twirls the staff piece in his hands like a majorette a few times before suddenly bringing down on to Kross’ forehead. Kross is only just coming around, but as Ridley scrapes the splintering wood across his head the pain brings him around quickly; Kross tries to move but Ridley pins him with a foot and gazes down, grinning malevolently.
Ridley: Do you like the view from down there, Kross? Still think it’s fun to be a hero?
Kross is in obvious pain, but he stares back at Ridley defiantly and Ridley’s expression darkens.
Kross: I pity you, Ridley…..I see a man who is lost in the dark, but unwilling to let anyone help him back to the light. But it isn’t too late…<br> Ridley snarls and gives Kross a couple of hits with the staff as well as a stomp or two.
Ridley: Shut it, cockbiter. I don’t need saving from anything….in fact, it’s you that needs saving from me. And as for being in the dark…..
Ridley positions the staff over Kross’ right eye, and the crowd starts to get very uncomfortable…
Ridley: I’ll show you real darkness, Kross.
The corwd is getting very loud now; Kross is obviously starting to get frightened, but he doesn’t panic; instead he looks directly up into the ceiling and starts mouthing a brief prayer. Ridley sees this, and laughs cruelly.
Ridley: Oh, yes, go on then, have a quick pray. You know it’s all pointless…..no one’s listening, but it is amusing to see your blind faith. Heh, I guess your faith will be even more blind in a second! What are you expecting, the archangel fucking Gabriel?
Kross: Mock me all you wish, Ridley. I……I…..
Kross abruptly falls silent, but as he does so his single voice is replaced by hundreds, all shouting and yelling. Ridley’s expression doesn’t change, but slowly he turns around to look at the spot which Kross’ gaze is now riveted to.
Ridley: You have GOT to be kidding me…..
At first glance the figure isn’t dissimilar from Ridley’s own druids, except that their robes are pure white. Ridley smirks and looks the hooded figure up and down.
Ridley: Well this is cute.
Behind the pair, Kross snaps out of his reverie and manages to roll out of the ring. Ridley hears his feet hitting the floor, and raises an eyebrow.
Ridley: Well now, if your plan was to distract me so that cleric boy there could get away, it worked. Not that it matters, since you can take his place.
Ridley’s clearly taller than the hooded person, and with a sick smile he whirls the broken staff at the figure’s head. The figure though ducks and grabs the staff with one hand; Ridley immediately pulls his arm back for a thunderous punch……..only to hear a familiar “SHHHINNK” sound. Before Ridley can deliver the blow, the figure raises their gloved right hand and points 3 thin, sharp blades at his throat; the crowd goes mental and the figure shakes their head backward so that the hood falls away, revealing their face.
AK: Nice to see you again too, Ridley.
The crowd’s still off its collective head; Ridley’s eyes do not reveal his state of mind as the two stare at one another.
AK: I see you haven’t changed for the better since I took my little sojourn. Never mind….I’m back, and if you thought you’d finished with me, you’re mistaken. But now’s not the time to talk about that…….
In the background, a serious number of armed security personnel are massing, courtesy of Ginger, in case of any trouble. AK puts her gloved hand down, and Ridley thinks better of starting a fight and also relaxes his arm.
AK: I seriously doubt that you give a flying toss what I’ve been doing the last couple of weeks, but if I were you I’d keep half an eye on the rest of the show. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have about 3 million spam messages to delete from my inbox, and other stuff to catch up on.
With that, AK calmly turns around and walks away as if she’d just spoken to a casual acquaintance rather than a known psychopath. For a second no one’s sure what Ridley will do, but as AK disappears behind the curtain, a flicker of a smile crosses his face….
Ridley: Hmm…..interesting. STUPID…..but interesting. Anyway, I have other more urgent matters to deal with for now.
The camera fixes on Ridley’s unreadable expression before the show cuts to commercials.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 7, 2004 15:45:45 GMT -5
Match 3 – Jakie vs TNT – Lightweight Title #1 Contender Match (Kross Special Guest Referee) (Writing Credit: BK London) (Opening events credit: TNT)
As the show returns after some delightful commercial messages, Kross stands in the ring alongside Phillip waiting for the two opponents. Kross is wearing a referee shirt and Phillip begins to call for the competitors.
Phillip: This match is scheduled for one fall, making his way to the ring from Chicago, Illinois, T-N-T!!
'Away' by Mercy Drive plays and the crowd is totally divided in half once TNT comes out with his cocky grin, as he struts down the aisle talking trash to everyone.
As he gets into the ting he demands the microphone from Philip and he waits as the crowd calms down.
TNT: Well Well Well Well, Nice looking crowd, and of course they are all fans of T-N-T, but lets cut to the chase - as I’ve already pointed out tonight, last monday, 3 EXACT days ago, I made a point, I made a point to all you people and I made a point to Kross. And that point was that if he wanted to disrespect me, he was going to get something coming to him, and oh yeah he got it. Make NO mistake about it Kross, You Are my BITCH!
The crowd boos loudly.
TNT: Ok, whatever, what do you jackasses in the crowd know. Let’s see here, shall we?
TNT points to the titantron and it shows a picture of Kross, with the Lightweight title.
TNT: Ya see here, here we are, EVVVVVERYBODY's hero, Kross. But I got something to say to you Junior, lose the gray and the pale white - you look like a jackass. What are you supposed to be huh?! Hannibal Lector in the insane asylum, Snow White? Hiroko? I mean you're almost transparent you jackass, so why the hell wear it , Huh?! Why won't you get some real style like your man TNT, with this awesome jacket with a Hood I mean what the fuck? and that Lightweight title, it just doesn't fit right....I mean Oh yeah! It’s on Kross's shoulder? I mean what the hell? I'll tell you people that Kross is nothing!
Crowd boos so loud that it echoes throughout the city.
TNT: He's nothing, 100 pounds of nothin, 5 foot nothing! Oh wait excuse me, (points to someone in the crowd) Oh yeah that’s right, that was nothing! - he says he knows you Kross!!
Some of the crowd laughs and the Kross supporters boo.
TNT: Now let’s get going to Exhibit B! Shall we?
(A picture of Jakie, coming in to the fight last week, is shown)
TNT: Yeah, there goes that stupid asswhore that came up and tried to knock me out, but he couldn't because I am a FUCKING PHENOMENON! Which brings us to the next two slides!
(The next one is a picture of the RKO TNT laid on Jakie)
TNT: Heh, look at the heights people!
(Then it quickly switches to the last slide which is where TNT is posing with the Lightweight title while standing on top of both Kross and Jakie's chests.
TNT: Now, you people now have just taken your first dose of Greatness, and that is T-N-T, whooping both Jakie and Kross's punkasses all OVER that ARENA!
Crowd boos again.
TNT: Go ON! That’s it! Boo me, but it will just be worse when all you hypocrites cheer me, by waving your lil’ fat chubby hands in the air and yelling for TNT to hit the RKO tonight, and beat the hell out of Jakie, and become the Number 1 Contender to the Lightweight championship, and then I go on to be lightweight champion! After that the Kross regime and the whole Jakie, who thinks he can hold off TNT, will be over, and Nobody and I mean Nobody, will handle T-N-T.....Now Jakie, why won't you come out you lil’ bitch so I can beat you and have Kross count the one two three....
TNT is finally cut off as “Headstrong” hits, and the fans are united once more in cheering Jakie as he enters.
Philip: And his opponent from Dover, New Hampshire, Jakie!
The fan favorite Jakie walks through the curtain onto the stage. He stands at the top of the stage and he gets a good pop from the crowd. Jakie looks at TNT from the stage and TNT stares back at Jakie with a cocky smirk on his face. Jakie returns the cocky smirk before running down to the ring and he slides into the ring. Jakie and TNT stand face to face and TNT towers over Jakie and Kross breaks them up. Kross signals for the bell and the match is on its way.
Bell Rings.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 7, 2004 15:47:33 GMT -5
Jakie and TNT tie up and TNT hits Jakie with an Armdrag, Jakie rolls backwards and he gets up on his knees and hits TNT with a Firemans Carry then follows up with a sleeper hold. TNT grabs the inside of Jakie's leg and he rolls over into pin and Kross counts the same as any referee but Jakie kicks out. Both TNT and Jakie get up and they stare down at each other again. TNT and Jakie tie up again and TNT pushes Jakie into the corner. TNT breaks up the hold and hits Jakie with a massive chop to the chest, then he follows up with a European Uppercut. TNT raises his hand to the crowd and the crowd boos him. He hits Jakie with another chop and Jakie holds his chest that is now becoming red. TNT goes for a final one but Jakie grabs TNT by his neck and he throws him into the corner and he hits him with a barrage of chops. TNT holds his chest as he walks out of the corner, Jakie climbs up to the second rope and he sits on the top rope and hits TNT with a Bulldogg from the second rope. Jakie covers TNT and Kross counts but TNT kicks out at two. Jakie picks up TNT and he whips him into the ropes and he goes for the Backbody Drop but TNT picks up Jakie in Gutwrench position and then he follows up with a Neckbreaker. Jakie holds the back of his neck writhing in pain and TNT positions Jakie in positions in place and he climbs up to the top rope. TNT taunts the crowd and he attempts a Perfect Moonsault but Jakie moves out of the way in the knick of time.
TNT holds his stomach in pain and he gets up and Jakie runs up to him and hits him with a Spear. Both TNT and Jakie are knocked out in the center of the ring and Kross starts to count for the double count out. Jakie shows some signs of movement at the count three. Jakie gets up at six and he climbs up to the to top rope. Jakie waits for TNT to get up and after a little while he finally does. As TNT turns around, Jakie jumps off the top rope and attempts the Dragonrana but TNT catches Jakie and he then puts him in F-5 position. TNT smiles but Jakie slides off his shoulders and he spins TNT around to go for the Jakie Drop but TNT elbows Jakie in his head. TNT goes for the RKO but Jakie pushes him off anf TNT accidentally clothesines Kross. Kross drops to the ground and he holds his head for a second. TNT attempts to hit Jakie with a punch after that but Jakie ducks and he hits him with a Edge-O-Matic. Jakie hooks the leg of TNT and the crowd counts three but Kross is still getting up from the clothesline.
Jakie gets up and he picks up TNT. He goes for the Last Resort but TNT counters it flipping Jakie over. Jakie lands on his feet but loses his balance and he accidentally bumps Kross out of the ring. Jakie looks out the ring and Kross is getting up, the camera looks at Kross from outside the ring and Kross is getting infuriated. TNT then low blows Jakie who was distracted and TNT follows up with the RKO taking Jakie out. TNT then goes up to the top rope and he goes for the C-4 but Kross climbs up to the top rope and he pushes TNT off the top rope to the outside and TNT hits his jaw on the barricade. Jakie is slowly getting up and Kross looks at him and as Jakie turns around and both Kross and Jakie stare off. Kross rips off the referee shirt and Jakie and Kross start exchanging blows. Kross gets the upperhand but then it shifts to Jakie. Jakie gets Kross in the corner and he attempts a Turnbuckle Clothesline but Kross moves out of the way and Jakie goes head first into the turnbuckle. Jakie walks out dazed and Kross hits a Sitdown Neckbreaker on Jakie. He sets up Jakie for the Figure Four Edge Lock but TNT attacks Kross from behind. The stomp out begins and TNT picks up Kross and Kross throws TNT's hands to the sides and they brawl.
Jakie rises and joins the mix but three referees come down to the ring to separate them all and Ginger is not far behind.
Ginger: Break them up! Break them up Dammit !! Listen, if you three want to brawl then you’re gonna do it in a match. At Samhain Kross will be defending his Lightweight Championship against both TNT and Jakie in a Triple Threat Match. Now get the hell outta my ring!
Kross slowly leaves the ring and he holds his Lightweight Championship on his shoulder, looking back at his two opponents at Samhain. Both TNT and Jakie stare back at him, knowing that the battle has only just truly begun….
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 7, 2004 15:49:00 GMT -5
Segment: The gathering storm Credit: (White Rose)
Slowly, but deliberately the clouds gather outside of the ACW Arena. Alexandra "The White Rose" Kaesar walks leisurely down a sidewalk. As a child she always enjoyed watching the coming storm, she would watch it for the calming effect it generally bestowed upon her. The thunder rumbles a little and the wind begins to pick up causing a small chill to run down her spine. She walks a little farther and begins to head back to the ACW arena. On her way back she begins to wonder a little as the wind picks up momentum, she wonders what could be troubling Ridley, she wonders about her strange meeting with Homer, and lastly if she is really capable of taking Skurai out. Rose finally ceases to look troubled and begins to smile, of course she will. Suddenly, a bright bolt of lightning hits far off and Rose turns to look at it for a brief second, but as she turns back around she notices an old blind man walking down the sidewalk, it is Homer.
Homer: Nice weather eh, Alexandra?
Rose: You aren’t fooling me, what is your agenda Old Man?
Homer: I am just a concerned fan Alexandra, all I want is what’s best for you, Alexandra.
Rose rolls her eyes and is done with this conversation.
Rose: Well, then, I am going back into the arena, Lord Ridley has been greatly bothered lately and I need to try and talk to him.
Homer: So, it seems he has begun to walk down that path, the fool. He will drag everybody into a downward spiral into damnation, even you Alexandra.
Rose face twists with anger and she looks as if she is about to explode, she begins to talk in a slow deliberate pace.
Rose: Keep it up Old Man and I will make sure you will never speak again.
Homer smiles as if he is enjoying playing with her emotions.
Homer: Quick to anger and you actually expect to defeat Skurai? You are a foolish child with delusions of grandeur, does that not go against the values of your little group? Skurai is an uncontrollable demon, he is enraged at the world and at you most of all….
Rose begins to yell
Rose: You know everything supposedly Old Man, why does he blame me for his misfortune? Why does he single me out……..
Homer:……………<br> Rose: ANSWER ME, DAMN YOU!
Homer: It’s because, deep down in the very depths of his soul, that night he fell in love with you. Have you ever thought exactly why he fell for that trap you and Ridley set? It was because that night when he saw you valiantly fighting on despite all that had happened, he fell in love with you. He "saved" you in an act of love and you returned it in betrayal, that is why he hates you, even though deep down he has never acknowledged the fact.
Rose: Your lies are amusing Old Man, you don’t really expect me to believe you, do you? Even Skurai is not foolish enough to believe I could care about someone as weak and pathetic as he was.
Homer: Alexandra, deep down you know the truth and you are slowly learning that you cannot escape fate. As we speak Ridley is thinking deep troubled thoughts, you have no idea of the truth, and you don’t even want to know. As we speak Skurai is planning and plotting against you, he desires to avenge himself. As we speak, your entire world is slowly falling apart and you know not what to do. You need to ask yourself, does Ridley love you enough to spare you his wrath when he erupts? Does he even love you at all?
Rose looks hurt as if deep down she believes what he is saying, but her face hardens as quickly as is softened. Rose turns and begins to walk off.
Rose: I have had enough of your venomous lies. I am leaving and Old Man by the way……
Homer: You know I am speaking the truth
Rose stops, smiles, turns, and kicks his legs out from under him.
Rose: And I thought you were psychic…<br> Rose walks off with a completely unreadable look on her face. Homer gets to his feet and laughs loudly as the storm picks up and the wind blows leaves out of the trees.
Homer: You also thought I was blind, you foolish girl. Lord Asmodeus has not forgotten any of you and he has also not forgiven. Oh vengeful Lord, The Apple Of Discord has been thrown into the rabble and your enemies doubt one another and they even doubt themselves……….
The lightning strikes nearby and the flash illuminates the area and momentarily blinds all those nearby. As mysteriously as he came Homer has gone.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 7, 2004 15:51:25 GMT -5
Segment: Alicia’s Challenge
The crowd in the arena is restlessly awaiting the next match, but they’re about to get a surprise; the arena darkens a little as the siren wail of “In the Shadows” is heard, and then Alicia “Atomic” Kitsune walks out into the arena triggering a shockwave of sound. She nods to left and right to the fans, but stays very collected and calm as she heads to the ring. She steps through the ropes, taking a microphone from an assistant, and the arena remains somewhat darkened with only the ring illuminated, so that AK’s white clothing and headband are the brightest things in the whole place. AK looks around her, and waits quietly for the fans to still themselves before she begins to speak.
AK: Firstly, I would like to apologise to everyone here in the arena, and backstage, for my rather sudden disappearance a week or two ago. I know that this had several people worrying about me, and I’m sorry for the trouble I caused – you all deserve an explanation, and that’s precisely the reason why I’ve come out here tonight.
Even with a microphone, AK’s voice is soft, and everyone has to stay quiet to hear what she has to say. Not that this is a problem – the proverbial pin - drop would be audible to the whole assembly.
AK: There’s no need for me to bore you all with a recap of what’s been going on over the last 2 or 3 months in my life – I know from speaking to many of you that some of you delightfully unhinged ACW fans know me better than I know myself.
AK smiles warmly, and the crowd gives a pop in response, but the sound soon dies back and all eyes return to the figure in the centre of the ring.
AK: What I gradually came to realise over time is that I had lost sight of the reasons that I took up a career in this industry…..I allowed myself to become preoccupied with things that I shouldn’t have given a second thought to. I’ve allowed others to dictate, directly or indirectly, the course of my life both inside this ring and outside it as well. I thought I was “doing the right thing”, but really all I was managing to do was amuse those whose intentions toward me were less than friendly.
There’s a slight murmur among the fans, all of whom understand exactly what AK is alluding to.
AK: I was even naïve enough to believe that I could solve my problems by playing their game, by their rules ……and for a very brief period, I thought that I’d actually won…..but of course, the events on the very next show brought me back down to earth. And it was that point that I finally understood that everything I’d been doing up to that point was futile. So I took a journey, physically, mentally, and spiritually, and asked myself the ultimate question: What do I, Alicia Kitsune, truly want from life?
The audience is totally silent and still, and many of them are silently considering this most fundamental of questions themselves before AK continues:
AK: I thought this over for a long time, perhaps longer than you can really understand. But when I got to the very centre, the very core of my existence, I found that the answer was very simple indeed.
You’d think AK was about to reveal the secret to eternal youth and happiness, so intent is the crowd on listening to her. She pauses just long enough to let everyone take a mental guess at what she’s going to say before she spells it out, but nobody’s theory is correct.
AK: What I want, and what I intend to have, is a life without regret. Our tenure on this planet is short, in many cases unfairly so…..and I don’t want to look back over the fleeting period in which I was given the privilege to exist and wonder about a single lost opportunity, or a single risk not taken. I want to know in my heart and soul that whatever I do, whether I win or lose, succeed or fail, that I gave my all and pushed myself to the absolute limit of my abilities…….that I didn’t miss one potential moment of pleasure, or even of pain.
Another pause gives the fans a little time to let this sink in.
AK: Yes, Pain….now there’s a topic that’s been covered in depth within these four walls. Let’s all be clear on this, our resident authorities on the subject haven’t been misleading anyone – we suffer in order to live, and some of us indeed live to suffer…..someone here once said that you’re never more alive than when your whole body is engulfed in the flames of undiluted agony, and from my recent experiences, I wouldn’t argue against any of that.
This isn’t at all what the crowd expected to hear, but they keep listening.
AK: But what I understand now is that this is only part of the story. Because when you think about it, everyone has the ability to cause pain, and we do it every day of our lives, with unkind thoughts, words, deeds, and even in the things we neglect to do. To put it bluntly, pain is necessary, but it’s staggeringly easy to achieve. And once you start to get a taste for it, it can become not just a pleasure, but a physical need.
There’s a small buzz from the crowd as a few people who are ahead of the game pick up on what AK is getting at.
AK: Yes, I see some of you are starting to understand……..until very recently, I was scared and intimidated by Ridley and his cronies. But not any more, because now I can see what’s actually going on. Ridley, I know you’re listening to this…..you told me that I could never understand why you are driven as you are, why you do the things you do……well I’m telling you right now, you aren’t fooling me a second longer. You maim and hurt others and yourself because quite simply, you’re addicted to pain……you’ve let the anger and hatred within you become so all – consuming in your chase for power that it’s the only thing you really feel any more, isn’t it?
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 7, 2004 15:52:27 GMT -5
AK shakes her head a little as if finding some new insight, even at this moment.
AK: How ironic…..the very thing that makes you a monster in so many people’s eyes……is the last remaining reminder you have that you’re actually human. You have to get your fix, and every time the hit has to be bigger….and Rose and the rest are sliding down the same slippery slope. Even if you wanted to stop now, I very much doubt that you could…you’re just another junkie without the willpower to halt your inexorable decline. You like everyone to think you’re this nightmare come true, that everything is under your control, but the truth is that you have NO control, not even over yourself. Asmodeus may be gone, but you’re still a slave Ridley………and it’s a damn shame. Because whatever else you are, or were, it’s indisputable fact that you’re the best and most talented wrestler this fed has even known, or is likely to know.
It’s true, it’s true, and the crowd pops in recognition of this.
AK: The bottom line on all this is, anyone who was expecting me to come in here spitting fire and promising a violent and bloody revenge for all I’ve been through will be disappointed, I’m afraid. I’ve seen up close what unbridled hate does to a person, it eats away from the inside until there’s nothing left, and I’m sure as hell not going to go down that road any further than I already have. From now on, I intend to do things my way, and get what I really desire – which is to test myself physically and mentally in this, my chosen field. In my opinion, there’s only one way that I can do this……so I hope you’re paying attention there in the Demon Pit. Yes, you, baldy, stop playing with that scalpel and heed me for a second.
Something big’s coming, and the crowd actually leans forward in their seats…..
AK: I’ll use the formal language here so that everyone can see how serious I am about this. I, Alicia Atomic” Kitsune, hereby challenge you, Ridley, Lord of Hardcore, to a one – on – one match at Samhain……
AK has to stop while the crowd goes berserk for several moments, and she taps her foot while waiting for them all to calm down.
AK: …..but this won’t be just any old match, oh no. This match will test every aspect of our skills with a range of challenges more devious and inspired than any yet seen in this ring. I don’t know what’s left inside that twisted shell of yours, Ridley…..I very much want to believe that the gifted wrestler that you once were is still there beneath all the chanting and arcane Lovecraftian crap, and I hope that by throwing down the gauntlet I can bring him back to the spotlight, where he belongs.
A pause, and only now does AK’s voice become a little louder, and shot through with ice and steel.
AK: But get this into your head as well; if the “Lord of Darkness” is all that remains, by all means bring all the vicious intent you have toward me and take your best shot, bring Rose, bring Yoko and Orochi, bring the druids, heck, raise all of sunken R’lyeh and awaken Cthulhu himself if you so wish. It doesn’t affect me any longer, and when I’m finished with you nobody here will ever fear you or your associates again….. I’ll take great satisfaction in putting the myth of Pain Inc’s unstoppable figurehead to rest - for GOOD.
And that’s that; AK tosses the mic back to the assistant and strides out as her music hits again, leaving the crowd almost breathless at the thought of what could be just around the corner at Samhain…..
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 7, 2004 15:55:05 GMT -5
Segment: Pick Up the Phone (Credit: BK London)
The titantron shows a shot of the backstage area; Latino is shown making his way into the building in his casual wear holding his sports bag over his shoulder. He has his regular cocky look in his face but then he is stopped by TNT who is out of breath after running down the hall to meet Latino.
TNT: Latino, Latino!
Latino: What? What?
TNT: You won’t believe this junior, but…..I think I just saw BK London.
Latino: Impossible. Didn't you see last week? I sent him off a bridge into the river. No one can survive that.
TNT: But that’s not all Latino…..a bunch of reporters went down there and it says here in the newspaper that "strangely, no body was found at the scene".
Latino: Let me see this.
Latino looks at the paper which TNT is holding.
Latino: Dammit TNT, why should I believe this? This is the National Enquirer. Why the hell did you pick up the National Enquirer?
TNT: Well…….(glances around to check for snoopers)…..they had a article on Britney Spears and Kevin Ferdilind I wanted to read.
Latino: GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE!
TNT’s about to get mouthy, but he sees the expression on Latino’s face and runs from the scene, leaving Latino with the paper. Latino opens up the magazine. He shows an interested face as he reads the article on Britney and Kevin Federline and walks off. As Latino finally reaches his dressing room he throws the National Enquirer away and he opens the door. He enters the room and turns on the light…..
Latino: What the hell…?
The wall is plastered with a collage of BK London pictures and clippings of articles on what happened at the scene last Thursday. Getting slightly creeped out, Latino’s weirdness meter rises a few more notches as he turns to the left hand wall, where a message scrawled in fresh, dripping blood reads "The Dead Live Again". Latino keeps his cool, but he’s now becoming very nervous; he leaves the locker room and seems to be trying to decide whether to stay or go when suddenly his cell phone rings and he reluctantly picks it up.
Latino: Hello?
Voice: The one whom you thought was gone, returns at Samhain.
Latino’s jaw drops, as does the phone from his hand, and the scene abruptly goes to black.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 7, 2004 15:57:23 GMT -5
Match 4 - TIM vs Bladeshadow, V3 and RDK (Opening events credit: BK London)
Philip is just getting ready to announce the next match, when “I stand alone” hits and Latino comes swiftly out form the backstage area, making his way to the ring. He slides in and snatches away Philip’s mic, glaring angrily at the crowd all around him.
Latino: Before this match starts, BK London I know you’re back there. Bring your ass out here right now. I guess you want another ass kicking like what happened last week, eh? Well bring your ass down to the ring….. or are you scared?
Nothing happens.
Latino: I knew it. BK London is nothing but a bitch. He is nothing but a scared little punk ass BIT-----
Suddenly the lights go out in the arena and then the lights flicker on and off again. Latino begins to show just a hint of fear on his face and then the lights turn to red. As the redlight shines on Latino a sky view on Latino from the top of the arena shows on the titantron and it shows the lights saying “BK London” on the mat below. Then lightning strikes the stage and a big pyro explosion hits. As the smoke clears the same message from Meltdown appears on the titantron.
“THE NIGHT IS ALWAYS DARKEST JUST BEFORE THE DAWN……….
……THE LIGHT IS ON THE HORIZON.”<br> The words fade, and are replaced by new ones.
HEROES DO NOT DIE, THEY EVOLVE. BE PREPARED, FOR AT SAMHAIN....London vs. Latino.
(and below this, in small print: “These words © AK 2004, used with permission. Because she’s, you know, good like that.”)
After a short time, the lights return to normal. Latino is clearly shaken, but he’s about to hit back verbally when……
Voice: Hey, hey hey bruda! All this mystery is fine and all, but the fans are waiting for the MACHO MAN!
RDK comes out into the lights, and chants of “RDK, RDK” start up.
RDK: Look, jabroni, I think that’s all you’re going to get for now. So how about you go back to your locker room and get ready for your match while the Macho Man and his pals kick some Italian ass?
The crowd cheers, RDK’s theme kicks up, and Blade and V3 come on to the stage to join him. Philip takes back his mic as Latino leaves the ring, still looking concerned and angry at the same time.
Philip: This match is a 3 on 3 contest, set for one fall! Introducing first, the team of Bladeshadow, V3, and the ACW international champion……RDK!
Latino glares at RDK as he passes the three heading to the ring, but there is no conflict and Latino disappears as Blade, V3 and RDK enter the ring and hype up the crowd, climbing the turnbuckles.
Then “FBI’s theme” hits, and the cheering turns to boos as the Italian Mafia make their entrance.
Philip: And their opponents, Angelo Giovanni, Donatello Enzo and John Gotti…..collectively known as the Italian Mafia!
TIM make a good job of giving the chin – flick to all and sundry as they approach the ring; the team assembled before them is formidable, but together they gain confidence and they enter the ring, staring down their opponents. The ref decides not to let things build up too far, and Enzo and Blade are selected to start as the others head to their corners.
Bell Rings.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 7, 2004 16:01:20 GMT -5
A short period of circling quickly gives way to powerful punches; Blade’s been working on his upper body strength, but Enzo still has a slight advantage and Blade is the first to be brought down. Enzo stomps him a couple of times before picking Blade up for a powerslam, but Blade kicks free and hits Enzo with a very fast DDT. Blade rolls Enzo up, but Enzo frees himself just after 1 and gives Blade a chin flick before following this with a chin kick in the form of a big boot. Blade staggers back to the ropes, Enzo runs forward and clotheslines him over the top and the rest of TIM get in a few blows before the ref orders them away. As Blade rolls back to the ring, Enzo tags to Gotti, who stands Blade up before applying an armbar. Gotti taunts Blade, but the ninja master frees himself and whips Gotti to a neutral corner before tagging in to V3. V3 runs along the apron and jumps on to the turnbuckle behind Gotti – as Gotti turns V3 jumps down, straddling Gotti across the chest and pinning his shoulders to the floor. The ref counts 2 before Gotti shoves V3 away, looking very angry. The pair go straight for one another, exchanging huge blows until Gotti catches V3 out with a suplex, following with an elbow drop. With V3 down, Gotti goes to a corner and stands on the turnbuckle; the crowd jeers Gotti, who turns and flips them off. Thus he misses V3’s kip – up, and V3 runs in and knocks Gotti back to a sitting postion. Smiling, V3 signals for a big spot; he sets Gotti up for the superplex, but then seems to have another idea; with Gotti still dazed, V3 turns him around and then sits himself on the post, ready to execute the move to the outside…..the rest of TIM work out what’s going on and charge into the ring, ignoring the ref. RDK is right there to meet them – he clotheslines Enzo with amazing force, but Giovanni counters with a superkick to RDK. Giovanni hurtles toward the pair at the post, but Blade spears him away just inches from them before throwing Giovanni out over the top. On a roll, Blade clotheslines Enzo over the top rope as he gets up, and with the crowd roaring turns his head toward V3……..
Blade: DO IT!!
Summoning all his strength, V3 superplexes Gotti to the outside. There is an enormous “BOOM” and everyone knows this can only mean one thing; the pair have hit the steel steps. The camera rushes around the ring, and V3 is seen lying on the floor, winded by the fall. The camera shifts a little and Gotti is revealed; he’s totally knocked out, and the position of his head on the first of the steel steps shows where he landed. The other four wrestlers are now fighting on the outside, but as the ref climbs out through the ropes his expression is one of genuine concern, and he drops off the apron before kneeling next to Gotti. After a few seconds the ref makes a clear “X” sign to the back, and the match halts as the EMTs run down to ringside. They make a few checks before loading the unconscious Gotti on to a stretcher, and V3 looks shocked as he woozily stands back up. There’s a little confusion as Gotti is carried away, but after a few words from the ref RDK and Giovanni re – enter the ring while the rest of the competitors retake their corners, and the match is resumed.
RDK and Giovanni continue the battle which they had previously conducted on the outside; Giovanni can’t match RDK’s pure strength, but he’s sly enough to duck and dive most of the blows, and he moves about in an attempt to wear RDK out. RDK does seem to slow down a little, and seeing this Giovanni gets close and whips RDK to the ropes before using an armdrag; Giovanni goes for a quick pin, but RDK isn’t as tired as he’s pretending to be, and he rolls Giovanni over to reverse the pin. Giovanni breaks away at 2, and RDK cheekily encourages the crowd to taunt TIM with their own Italian chinflick. This pisses Giovanni off no end, and he while RDK is whipping up the crowd he gets behind him and uses a powerful german suplex, complete with a bridging pin. RDK is caught out and the count passes 2 before he gets away; Giovanni is keen to end the match quickly and he uses the Italian Decimator before RDK can defend himself. The impact is huge, and Enzo dashes around the ring to distract Blade and V3, but RDK just manages to break out before 3 and now RDK is riled. With the crowd shouting for him, RDK chains together a series of punches and kicks before using the jabroni buster; now the distraction works against TIM, and Enzo is unable to get back to the ring in time to stop RDK getting the 1-2-3 count.
Philip: Here are your winners……..Bladeshadow, V3 and RDK!
The crowd is delighted with the result, and they jeer Enzo and Giovanni as they leave. The affected parties couldn’t care less, however; all they are interested in is their teammate’s condition. As they go, a mic picks up a dark comment from Giovanni….
Giovanni: I swear, Donatello, if he’s hurt bad……I will make every one of those dumbasses pay for it, capiche?
In the ring, Blade and V3 congratulate RDK; V3 is still looking dizzy, and Blade and RDK assist him as they head to the back. V3 looks a troubled man; he wanted to stop Gotti from interfering in the match, but he hadn’t intended to really injure him, and now he has to wait with everyone else for the medics to confirm Gotti’s condition.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 7, 2004 16:02:27 GMT -5
Segment: An odd reunion (Credit: Daredevil)
Daredevil is backstage in a dressing room; he’s just finishing his preparations for his match when he hears a knock on the door.
Daredevil: Come in………<br> Daredevil opens the door, and he’s shocked to find his brother on the other side of it. Daredevil does a quick double take and then looks pissed off.
Daredevil: What the…<br> Pilko: Look, double-D. I came to talk to you about these things that are happening to you.
Daredevil: But…why help me? After all we’ve been through? What about the 3 stages of hell X3 and me walking out on you, bro?
Pilko: Just forget all that shit. I just wanna talk to you about these things that have been happening. I think……. I might know who it may be.
Daredevil: Go on……
Pilko: Who’s been pissing you off lately? Who have you been pissing off lately?
Daredevil: Um, Ridley? There’s also Latino…<br> Pilko: Not Latino, you’ve already got him tonight. Ridley? Possibly. But I’m surer of it being a member of Pain Inc. They’ve called you their ‘pupil’, and you know how they can take good talent and add them to their team.
Daredevil: Yeah…But why attack me?
Pilko: Maybe to make you aware that they are interested in you. And another thing- Orochi appeared from nowhere last week. He’s a member of Pain Inc, isn’t he?
Daredevil: Yeah, ok. So basically you’re saying that all the signs point to Pain Inc?
Pilko: Yeah, but of course that’s just my theory, make of it what you will. Well, I best be going. See you around.
Daredevil: Yeah, see ya.
Pilko exits, and Daredevil looks at the ceiling whilst thinking about the facts; then noticing the time he smoothes his hair one last time before heading for the ring.
Fade Out.
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