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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 4, 2004 16:23:20 GMT -5
Thursday Night Meltdown 4th November 2004
Schedule of Matches: -------------------------------------------------------
Daredevil vs. Kain
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Predator vs. Lenne
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TNT vs. Evan Quick – ACW Lightweight Title Match
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BladeShadow & V-3 vs. Hunter & Cage - ACW Tag Team Title Match
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RDK vs. 004 – ACW International Title Match
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White Rose vs. Brian Carnage
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Six Man Tag Team Elimination Match: BK London, GooeyGarth, and JonnyG vs Amo The Great, Latino, and FallenSouls
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 4, 2004 16:24:25 GMT -5
Opening Segment: The champion gloats (Credit: Kain)
Another Thursday, another Meltdown, and ACW’s audience is more than ready for a night of thrills and spills. They wave their banners at the camera and make a huge amount of noise, and this increases 10 – fold when the lights fade and “Slow Chemical” booms out over the speaker system. Pyros explode all over as Kain enters, a cocky grin adorning his face as he carries his newly won entertainment title over his shoulder. The fans boo loudly, but Kain is not at all bothered.
Kain makes his way to the ring and pulls himself up to the apron and steps right over all 3 ropes; he heads into the centre of the ring and raises his title belt above his head as his in - ring pyro goes off. Kain grabs the mic and places the belt back on his left shoulder.
Kain: You know, as I stand in this ring with this....ENTERTAINMENT TITLE, I look into the crowd and all I see is jealousy.
Crowd boos.
Kain: Jealousy, because unlike the rest of you losers here tonight I am a winner.
More boos.
Kain: You people are lucky to find that out the easy way by watching me win, while guys like Predator get it the hard way by getting their asses kicked by me to prove my superiority.
Kain looks around at the crowd.
Kain: I proved to you people and the guys in the back that I am a WINNER! This is just the beginning of my dominance…….now show your respect to YOUR ENTERTAINMENT CHAMPION!
Kain raises his belt in the air as the crowd boos even more.
Kain: You know what, your disapproval doesn't bother me, because I'm better than all of you. But if it makes your little happy glands tingle, by all means go ahead. Anyway, tonight I shall further put my mark on this company by taking on Daredevil......in a non title match, of course. Not that I wouldn't defend it against him, it's just he has yet to prove he deserves a shot…..
The crowd isn’t buying it, and a chant of “PUSSY, PUSSY” gets going. This riles Kain far more than the boos.
Kain: WOULD YOU PEOPLE SHUT UP BEFORE I JUMP IN THERE AND KICK ALL YOUR ASSES?
A particularly loud boo and more chanting is heard, but Kain returns to the main thread of his speech.
Kain: Predator thought he could get in my business and get away with it, instead I took his title. Now Daredevil wants a piece of me? Well he’ll end up exactly as Predator did. Daredevil, prepare to feel the pain.
Kain drops the mic and raises his belt in the air one last time. Loud boos can be heard from the crowd as Kain makes his way outside of the ring and heads into the back to prepare for the match itself, which is now imminent.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 4, 2004 16:26:42 GMT -5
Segment: A champion’s life is not an easy one….
Backstage, Ginger is having a particularly busy evening. At the moment, he’s attempting to speak with Surion, but circumstances seem to be conspiring against them.
Surion: I’m not questioning your decisions, Mr. Chairman, but I’d just like to know how come Hunter and Cage have a shot at the tag team titles when RDK and I are supposed to be number one contenders.
Ginger: It’s a fair question, Surion. Really it’s all to do with contractual obligations. You see, the champs have to defend at least twice a month –
Ginger is interrupted by his phone ringing. Ginger sighs and picks it up.
Ginger: I’m sorry Surion. (answering the phone): Hello? What? Yeah, you read that right TNT, a title match……pardon?.....I hope that word wasn’t what it sounded like, young man……why? because I’m the Chairman and I said so, dammit! Now get off my phone before I strip you of the title for being a prick!
Ginger clicks off the phone and huffs.
Ginger: Sorry about that. Anyway, Blade and V3 have to defend before the PPV at least once; I can’t ask RDK to fight 2 title matches in a night, and Hunter and Cage have the next best credentials. But you two will get your shot, at Hellbound Heart, whoever happens to hold the belts at the time; and besides, I think you and RDK are definitely deserving of the right to perform on the big stage, so to speak.
Surion: Ok, I see. Thankyou Ginger.
Surion lets himself out; Ginger glances at the heaps of paperwork on his desk, but before he can even think about starting there’s another knock on his door.
Ginger: Good grief, the world and his brother wants to see me tonight. Yes, come in….
A smirking Hunter enters, with Cage in step behind him as usual. Evidently Hunter has overheard Ginger’s previous comment.
Hunter: I’m glad to see that someone in this company recognizes my importance. You wanted to see us? Well make it quick, Cage and I have titles to win. [/i]
Ginger: You’ll leave when I’m done with you, gentlemen. I’ve called you here to inform you that I saw the little stunt you pulled a couple of shows ago with one of our roving cameramen. I don’t care if the roster members take one another apart, you’re all big boys and girls and you can look after yourselves. But I will NOT tolerate attacks on my other staff, do you understand? I’m fining both of you 25% of your pay for this month for unacceptable conduct, and if anything like this happens again…..you’ll be looking for employment elsewhere. Now go, and I want to see a triple – A grade match tonight….show me what you can do against people capable of defending themselves.
Hunter and Cage don’t look at all pleased, but they know that to argue further would be to risk their title shot, and they leave with nothing but the desire for victory in their heads.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 4, 2004 16:27:44 GMT -5
Match 1: Daredevil vs Kain
ACW is ready to bring it to the fans, and the fans are ready to rumble too. Philip gets a good pop as he makes a start on his evening’s duties.
Philip: The first match tonight is a singles match, set for one fall. Introducing first, from Cardiff, Wales……..Daredevil!
Daredevil attracts a mixed reaction from the crowd; he has many fans, but others have yet to be convinced that he’s worthy of their support. DD climbs the turnbuckles and rallies his supporters; he knows he’ll need all the backing he can get for this match.
Then “Slow Chemical” hits again, and Kain enters as full of himself as he was on his first appearance of the evening.
Philip: And his opponent, the ACW Entertainment Champion……Kain!
Kain strides to the ring; he’s ready to make an example of Daredevil. DD though doesn’t flinch, and as Kain slides into the ring DD jumps forward and takes the first attack, stomping Kain as the ref grabs the Entertainment belt and waves frantically for the bell.
Bell Rings.
DD gets in a few good blows to the head before Kain finds his feet, but once the Crimson Monster is vertical he takes no time at all in cornering DD and giving him an enormous chokeslam in retribution. Kain makes a pin, and DD breaks it without too much difficulty. The pair rise and circle a little; Kain may have the size advantage but he is a highly intelligent competitor and he has learned never to underestimate any of his opponents. DD runs in and leaps for a crossbody, but Kain also jumps and the pair collide in mid air. Physics dictates that the smaller man will suffer the greatest damage from the impact, and DD is winded as he picks himself up off the canvas. But DD is no twit either; he keeps some distance between himself and Kain, then when Kain comes in looking to get in some powerful punches, DD nips to one side and attacks Kain from behind. Kain stumbles to the ropes, and DD rushes forward, grabs Kain by the head and charges to the turnbuckle, dragging Kain with him until he can ram Kain’s head into the top of the ring post. DD repeats this a couple of times, then uses the turnbuckle to get some height before delivering a missile dropkick to Kain’s head. Kain falls, and DD gets a 2 count before Kain pushes him off. Again DD tries to steer clear of Kain, but now Kain has other ideas; he shows a surprising turn of speed, catches hold of DD and gives him a strong suplex followed by a leg drop to the chest. Kain pins and also gets 2; before Kain can get up fully DD tries a new tack and jumps on to Kain’s back, applying a sleeperhold before Kain moves out of range. DD hisses to Kain to give up, but Kain fights the lack of oxygen, stands up, and then throws himself backward against the turnbuckle. The impact hurts Kain a little but it hurts DD a whole lot more, and he releases Kain and slumps down in the corner as Kain turns and smiles, thinking about his next move.
Kain opts to stomp DD as he lies on the mat; it’s simple, but effective. Once DD has been softened up, Kain lifts him and indicates that he’s going for a military press to the outside. Kain approaches the ropes and throws DD, but DD twists with great agility, just about lands on the apron, and then grabs Kain’s arm and jumps off the apron to wrench it badly. Kain grunts with pain, and DD then goes for Kain’s feet; he grabs Kain by the ankles and tries to pull him off his feet, but Kain grabs the ropes for support and DD has to abandon the attempt. With DD on the outside, the ref is counting; DD wants to re – enter the ring but Kain tries to keep him out. When the count has reached 8, DD finally manages to out – dash Kain and slide back into the ring; he kips up and leaps for a flipping dropkick as Kain charges him down. Kain staggers, and DD rushes around back to do it again; this time Kain does fall, on to his front. Quickly, DD pulls Kain’s right arm behind him, kneels on Kain’s back to hold that arm in place, and then laces his fingers together under Kain’s chin to wrench backward for a submission. Kain is in quite a lot of pain; he tries rolling on to his side, but DD is braced against his opponent and the hold is not broken. Kain’s hand wavers, but he is determined not to tap and he lifts himself on to his free hand and knees to crawl to the ropes. DD is frustrated as the ref tells him to break the hold; he wants to end the match quickly, and as Kain stands he lifts him for the stunt bomb. But again Kain’s size makes this difficult, and Kain fights back so that DD can’t hold him. Kain then grabs DD and executes his own Rain of Pain; the impact is huge, and Kain has a simple task to pin DD for the 1-2-NO! DD kicks, and flips to his feet; Kain is taken by surprise, and the crowd roars as DD pools the last of his energy, lifts Kain from where he is kneeling, and this time delivers the Stunt Bomb successfully. DD pins and hooks the leg, and Kain’s kick is just the wrong side of the 3 count.
Philip: Here is your winner…..Daredevil!
It may be a tiny margin of victory, but it’s all DD needs; he slides out of the ring sharpish, and can’t resist taunting Kain as he hies away up the ramp. Kain is practically spitting fire, but as the ref gives him his belt back Kain holds it up and reasserts his authority. The crowd boos again but Kain ignores them, and he cradles the belt slightly in one arm as he heads backstage.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 4, 2004 16:29:43 GMT -5
Segment: Where have you been? (Credit: Latino )
The camera shot switches to the ACW hallways once more. Not much can be seen but a lot can be heard. Specifically, the arguing of two people whom the audience can recognize quite clearly. As the camera gets closer and closer to the source of the loud voices is confirmed as Latino and Atomic Kitsune. It looks like this has been a hot topic of conversation between them as neither of them has a surprised look of expression on his or her face.
Alicia: Victor, all I want to know is where have you been the last couple of weeks?
Victor (answering in a defensive tone):Why they hell are you asking me a question like that? You don’t trust me or something?
Alicia: It’s hard to trust you Victor when you haven’t fulfilled your word. I thought we were supposed to be working on us. You told me that you had changed...that things were going to be different. We went over all this in the ambulance, we agreed to put everything behind us and start again…..but you’re more distant now than ever. It’s like we barely talk anymore.
Victor: Alicia, chula, things have been busy. All this shit with Skurai and Ridley has caused things to get out of control. I know we haven’t spent a lot of time together and I hate it-
Alicia: And I hate it too, Victor…..the difference is, I’ve done everything in my power to try and get around that, I’ve called you, rearranged other things I’m supposed to be doing, and tried to help build our relationship but you are always saying you’re too busy. You don’t have to tell me what’s been occupying you recently if you don’t want to, but it’s obvious that whatever it is, it’s more important to you than spending time with me.
There’s a pause as Victor tries to find the words he needs, and his expression changes from anger to guilt as if he remembers the reason as to his constant distractions.
Victor: Alicia I know I have been…busy and it isn’t fair to you or us, but I wi-
Latino’s statement is suddenly cut off as his cell phone starts ringing. Both pairs of eyes dart towards the blinking phone sitting on the table. Atomic goes to pick it up but Latino grabs it first. He looks at the caller, his expression becoming nervous, and turns off the phone quickly before Alicia can notice the identity. Alicia looks puzzled.
Alicia: Who was that?
Victor: It was no one. I meant to turn my phone off earlier. I must have forgotten to.
Alicia: Victor, who was that calling your cell phone? You hardly ever give out your number.
Victor: …It was….no one. Don’t worry about it chula.
Alicia looks at the phone, then at Victor. Conflicting emotions flicker across her face before she shakes them off.
Alicia: All right. I’m sorry, Victor, for a minute there I sounded like one of those paranoid women who thinks every call their partner gets is some sex crazed size 8 supermodel. But I can trust you, right?
Her tone is light and relaxed, but her eyes are looking for a dead serious answer.
Victor: Of course you can. Always.
Alicia smiles and gives him a kiss on the cheek before heading off down the corridor. Victor watches her go, and his hand hangs down as if the phone in his hand were a lead weight as the show cuts to commercials.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 4, 2004 16:31:47 GMT -5
Match 2: Predator vs Lenne (Credit: Latino)
The show returns from commercials with Philip ready and waiting to get the next match rolling.
Phillip: The following match is an inter-gender Singles match. Coming to the ring from Osaka, Japan….Lenne!
”Real Emotion"-Jade from Sweetbox hits as Lenne walks down to the ring. She is nervous since she hasn’t had much ACW wrestling experience. The fans cheer her nonetheless as she enters the ring raising her arms up high.
Phillip: Coming to the ring from Winnipeg, Canada…..Predator!
Stay Together for the Kids by Blink 182 starts playing throughout the ACW arena loudly as Predator walks through the ACW curtains. He still has a nasty look on his face from his recent title loss on Warfare. Tonight is a different story as he is hell bent on making up for his loss a few nights ago.
Bell Rings.
Predator starts to circle Lenne carefully studying her trying to find her weakness and possible strengths. Lenne watches him carefully unsure as to what exactly may happen next. Lenne quickly gives Predator a drop toe hold as he rushes towards her. Predator quickly stands up angry and embarrassed by Lenne’s quick actions. Predator quickly tries for a grapple but Lenne gives his eyes a rake casing a large pop from the crowd. She runs to the ropes and gives Predator a dropkick to the face sending him back to the mat. She goes for a pin quickly 1…2….- kick out by Predator just at the last second. Lenne stands up unsure as to what to do now. Predator gets up with the help of the ropes staring a hole into Lenne’s eyes becoming more and angrier as he can fans cheer for Lenne. He charges at her with a shoulderblock knocking her down onto the mat. He picks her up and delivers a suplex to his opponent. The fans boo loudly but this doesn’t stop Predator from climbing the turnbuckle and pulling off a missile dropkick just as Lenne was able to stand her self up. He grabs Lenne by the hair in order to stand her up. He lifts her up for a jackhammer bringing her down to mat causing a loud thud. Predator goes for the pin 1….2…. and he breaks the count himself. The ref looks at him as if the say “What the hell are you doing?” Predator just has a smile on his face as he takes a few steps back taunting Lenne. Lenne slowly gets up and as Predator tries to grab her she gives him a fireman’s carry sending her opponent to the mat. Lenne grabs Predator setting him in position for her Snap Powerbomb. She lifts him up just a bit as Predator stops her from continuing the move. He strikes her against the face causing a loud range of heat from the crowd. Predator puts her in position of the pedigree and brings her headfirst down to the mat. He lays his arm across her as the ref makes the count 1…..2…..3.
Phillip: Here is your winner…Predator!
Predator’s music plays as Lenne rolls out of the ring, but Predator doesn’t look entirely happy. He gestures for a mic and snatches it from the hand of the assistant offering it to him.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 4, 2004 16:33:37 GMT -5
Predator: Shut that off! I’m sick of everyone saying I’m not a true champion….Kain took that belt from me in a fluke win! And now I’m reduced to wrestling trash like this?
The crowd boos angrily at the slur on Lenne.
Predator: I won’t just accept this! I will prove to everyone here that I’m capable of fighting anyone in that locker room, anyone at all! So I’m not leaving this ring until one of you gets out here and fights me, one on one!
The crowd is surprised by the open challenge. Everyone waits, but all is quiet on the stage.
Predator: Come on, I know you can hear me! Where are all the big shots now, huh? Where is Bladeshadow? Where is Rose? Where is RDK? where is-
GONG……
The collective “HOLY SHIT” thought that runs through every head in the arena is almost audible; nobody backstage or out front was expecting to see the Lord of Hardcore tonight.
GONG…….
Predator doesn’t get a ghost of a chance to reflect on the foolishness of his actions; as soon as “Monochromatic Stains” hits, Ridley belts down the ramp, vaults into the ring and smashes Predator with a huge Yakuza Kick. Predator goes up a foot or two before he crashes down, and Ridley kicks the stuffing out of him for about 10 seconds before Predator does the only wise thing and makes a swift exit. Ridley collects his dropped microphone and glares at the crowd.
Ridley: Cut the goddamn music.
Dead silence. Especially given what Ridley's been doing for the last month or so, the fans are very quiet, wondering what the hell's running through his mind behind those eyes.
Said eyes, while not quite as crazed and blood-filled as they were a week ago, have a very cold, outright evil look behind them. Ridley's still the same Ridley, but now he's not powered by any kind of psychosis...clearly, it's all his doing this time.
Ridley: All right, I'm getting this out of the way before I move on to the real message here. We all saw what happened last week, and I know what's expected of me, so Alicia, get the fuck out here and let me get this over with.
There’s a delay of about half a minute before AK appears; clearly this really is a surprise for everyone and as such it’s taken a little time for her to get to the stage. She walks to the ring, the strapping on her injured shoulder clearly visible, and climbs the steps before stepping through the ropes, standing a few feet away from Ridley, who’s facing in the opposite direction. Her expression is non - descript as like everyone else she has no idea what to expect.
Ridley digs his fangs into his gums, trying to find the right words for what he's about to say. He agonizes briefly before finally doing a 180 and facing AK.
Ridley: Last week....you didn't have to help me. You didn't have to save Alexandra....but you did. I...
More agonizing as Ridley turns away, his eyes fiery, and after a second of clawing at his palms, turns back. He obviously doesn't want to say this, but…..
Ridley: I appreciate that. Thank you, Alicia, I owe you one; now get the fuck out before I change my mind.
AK’s expression is still static; she’s lost for words until her middle – class upbringing kicks in.
AK: You’re welcome.
Formalities dealt with, AK turns and leaves the ring without delay. She shakes her head a little as she heads back up the ramp; her face shows that she is both amused and disturbed by Ridley’s discomfort.
Ridley turns back to the audience and casts a pensive glance over them before slowly continuing, his lips forming a single caustic word.
Ridley: ........Skurai.
This gets a reaction; the fans have never technically heard Ridley address the Skurai issue, and now they've got a chance to hear what he's got to say on it.
Ridley: Skurai, Skurai, Skurai.........
He paces next to a turnbuckle, carefully formulating his next words.
Ridley: You know what? I'll just up and say it. Skurai....I'm sorry.
Dead silence.
Ridley: Not for kicking the unholy shit out of you constantly, or for making your life the living hell that it's been for the last four or five months, or for being a far, FAR better consort to Alexandra than you ever could've been, because you deserved all THAT, you worthless fucking worm.
Ridley motions a cameraman over so he can get a semi-closeup as he leans in the corner.
Ridley: But...rather, I feel very, VERY sorry for you. Believe me, you've delved in where little children such as yourself should never, ever delve, and trust me, you'll reap the benefits soon enough. And not the benefits you've BEEN reaping.
Ridley begins pacing as he talks, choosing his words carefully.
Ridley: Because believe me, Skurai, I know better than anybody else what kind of plans Asmodeus has for anybody who he can get his hands on. Enjoy the high while it lasts; he'll bring you down to Earth soon enough. It happened to me, and it'll happen to you. It's the way he works.
A pause.
Ridley: In the meantime, however, since you're still convinced Asmodeus is the way, I can't allow you to carry out his wishes. Sad, that somebody like me would inadvertently become Heaven's executor rather than Cthulhu's or Mephistopheles's, but I suppose love and war make for strange bedfellows. And this is a case of both love AND war, both indeed. We're not so different, you and I....both connoisseurs of the finer things in life....
He leans back against the turnbuckle again, half-dreamily thinking.
Ridley: ....perhaps, in another life, we might've gotten along. Hell, we'd probably be teaming; I'd be more than glad to let you in Pain Incorporated....God knows you'd be better than most of the useless fucks we recruit....
After a second, Ridley kinda "snaps out of it", returning to his senses.
Ridley: But I digress. What could've been, even should've been, isn't, and we can't make it that way. You've taken your side, and it's not my side anymore.
He finally straightens up and fires off a few last words before turning to leave.
Ridley: .....I almost feel like my "messiah complex" sister in saying this, but it looks like it's MY job now to put you out of your misery, Skurai. So go ahead, name the match, name the time, name the place. You bring the demon, I'll bring the weedwhacker....and we'll end this.
Finished, Ridley drops the mic, shoves the cameraman out of the way, and steps through the ropes, heading back to the Demon Pit. He doesn't even look at the fans as he leaves; the Lord of Darkness is in his own world now.....
(OOC Note: all post match action is credited to Ridley.)
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 4, 2004 16:43:25 GMT -5
Match 3: TNT vs Evan Quick – ACW Lightweight Title Match (Credit: White Rose; Opening / Ending events credit: TNT)
We come back from commercial break with the young rookie Evan Quick already in the ring, as we hear the familiar strains of TNT’s music and the fans know business is about to pick up.
Philip:----CW champion, TNT!
”Away” hits and TNT walks down the mat taking his sweet, cocky time in getting to the ring. He mocks the fans on the aisle as he walks to the ring and when he enters the ring scoffs at the abilities of this rookie, Quick is confident, but is that enough?
TNT: Whoa whoa whoa, cut the music. Everyone! and I mean EVERYONE, knows that I, TNT should be the number 1 contender for the World Heavyweight Championship! I wasn't even involved in the decision for the whole match. I was robbed. But now let’s get back to the present. Like I said before, every Lightweight that wants this title (Taps Title on his shoulder) should know that, they can't take it from me. I am and will remain the best lightweight in this industry. And to Evan Jackass Quick, he won't be so Quick, after I whoop his ass all over this arena! The crowd gives some mixed boos and cheers Remember, I am the Real Deal!
TNT smirks at Quick, and the referee calls for the bell.
Bell Rings.
TNT and Quick waste no time in circling one another in the same way a shark circles its prey. They tie up, but that is quickly broken as both men are far to cautious. TNT charges forward, but Quick sidesteps and is hit by an outstanding hip toss. TNT is furious and quickly gets up to his feet only to meet the same result and when he rises a third time a furious dropkick takes him out for good. Quick goes for the quick pin and the Referee counts 1……., but TNT kicks out very easily and the punch trading begins. TNT takes control with the snapmare and turns it into a side headlock, which Quick in turn reverses into an armdrag. TNT rebounds to his feet and hits Quick with an earth shattering clothesline that almost decapitates Quick. TNT takes control quickly by picking up TNT and Irish whipping him into an eventual powerslam. TNT goes for a pin and the Referee counts 1………..2…….,but Quick has his foot under the rope. TNT gets to his feet, noticeably annoyed by his inability to get the pin on that particular maneuver. TNT puts the boots on Quick and then the fists as the gets closer and closer to his feet, but finally breaks the momentum of TNT with a spinning wheel kick that takes TNT down and possibly for the count. Quick crawls over towards TNT and gets one hand over his chest, The Referee counts 1………2…., but TNT gets out rather easily.
Both men struggle to their feet as quickly as possible, but as soon as they get to their feet, TNT takes control with a paralyzing back breaker. He straddles on top of Quick and punches violently, before picking him up and Irish whipping him into the corner turnbuckle. TNT follows it up with a running knee to the gut of Quick and then lifts him up to the top rope. TNT climbs up top and strikes Quick in the head with furious rights, but in what may be an act of instinct Quick pushes TNT off the top rope and TNT lands with a resounding thud on the mat. Quick realizes that this is his biggest chance thus far in the match to turn the tide. The fans cheer as he looks left, then right, and then up to the heavens for just a second before jumping of and hitting a flying body splash. Quick stays on top and the referee counts 1……..2………, but somehow TNT kicks out with virtually no time left. Quick is very troubled that he did not get the win, but he feels that the tide has shifted so much that he climbs the top rope yet again, but wastes no time hesitating and dives off again, but this time TNT moves out of the way and the tide turns in the match yet again. The two are down and the match is down to the wire. They stagger back and forth as they rise and Quick charges forward, but TNT ducks it turns around and hits the RKO virtually out of now where and falls on the cover. The Referee counts 1………..2………..3. TNT gets his hand raised as the referee calls for the bell.
Philip: Here is your winner by Pinfall and still light heavyweight champion, TNT!
TNT’s opponent starts to slide out of the ring, his hard fought battle not completely for naught, he had a good showing. But although TNT won, he is not impressed by Evan Quick, he's in one hell of a rage as he thinks that Quick doesn't respect him, so he starts pummeling him on his back, and gives him a T-Bone Suplex, as Quick bounces outta the Ring. TNT then goes outside and taunts the crowd with a sick smirk as he sets Quick for the Double Helix, and is about to execute it on the outside as the crowd yells, but the crowd goes even more ballistic as Jakie's music hits and TNT looks surprised, looks at the titantron and drops Quick and focuses on the ramp, but no Jakie comes out, then suddenly Quick attacks TNT from behind and starts pummeling him, but TNT dodges a Clothesline and comes back with a lightning fast RKO on the outside to make the crowd cringe. TNT nips up with intense eyes burning a hole in the unconscious Quick, and stares at the rampway and smirks with Lightweight Title draped on his shoulder, as the show goes to commercials.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 4, 2004 16:47:40 GMT -5
Segment: Contractual issues (Credit: Bladeshadow)
Ginger is sitting at his desk finally doing some paper work, when there is a knock on his door. He calls the visitor in and a second later the door opens, and BladeShadow walks in.
Blade: You wanted to see me boss?
Ginger: Yes, I wanted to tell you about your match tonight.
Blade: Sure, Who is it against?
Ginger: Well, its not a who, it’s a they.
Blade: What do you mean?
Ginger: Well, you know the rules, a champion, ANY champion, has to defend his, her, or their titles every 2 weeks, and tonight is the deadline for you, since you won the tag belts. Unfortunately, no one has seen your tag partner tonight, which means if he doesn’t appear by the time the match starts, you’re on your own.
Blade: So you mean, because V has decided to ditch me, and hasn’t been around all day, that I have to defend the tag titles in what amounts to another handicap match?
Ginger: Yup, you got it.
Blade: O…K, I know it wont be easy, but I’m certain you found a small enough team to give me a shot, after all you know my situation, its not like you’d actually put me up against one of the top teams. (he chuckles slightly.)
Ginger: Ah, you see that’s the other thing, there is only one team which is currently qualified to face you tonight, and that’s why you going to have to face the team of…Hunter and Cage.
The crowd has a very mixed reaction to this announcement. They are happy to be seeing Blade face his new rivals again, but angry it will be in a handicapped title shot.
Blade: YOU GOT TO BE SHITTING ME!!! I mean, even if V did take the fall, they were still pretty tough.
Ginger: Well, that’s the reason they have the shot, they are the ONLY team with a legitimate victory over you two.
Blade: I KNOW, BUT COME ON, WE BOTH KNOW THERE IS NO WAY IM GOING TO BE ABLE TO BEAT THEM BOTH BY MYSELF TONIGHT!!!!!!!
Ginger: I really am sorry Blade, but I don’t have any other choice, you know better than most anyone else here, rules are rules.
Blade: That’s true, but that also doesn’t mean I have to like them.
Blade turns around and walks out, but stops in the entrance to the office.
Blade: Oh, and Ginger I’m sorry, but I’ve had nothing but frustration for the past week, you can take it out of my next pay check.
Ginger: Take out of your next paycheck for what?
Blade: THIS!
Blade reels back and slams his fist into the wall so hard, that he plows all the way through it, to the outside. He them removes his fist from the wall, walks out, and heads back to his locker room, and the scene fades.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 4, 2004 16:49:00 GMT -5
Segment: Yoko’s Explanation (Credit: Yoko)
The audience is awaiting the next match when Flower of Carnage begins to play.
Rather than her normal attire, Yoko Satoshi appears at the entrance still wearing the Ghostface costume she had worn on Warfare.
She grabs a microphone from ringside, and rolls into the ring and heads toward the middle. She holds up a small device which appears to be a voice modifier in her other hand to her mask, along with the microphone.
Yoko(In a deep male voice with traces of her normal voice piping through): Did you like my costume? I believe you Americans recognize it more than my friends back home do.
She looks around as the crowd boos at her.
Yoko: Something tells me you're not happy to see me. Does it have something to do with my attack? I DID warn you I had a score to settle, you shouldn't have been surprised.
Vater Unser interrupts her and the fans pop as Kross emerges, without his cloak and staff. He grabs a microphone and gets into the ring, keeping a close eye on Yoko.
Kross: I believe you owe me an explanation, and an apology.
Yoko slips the voice modifier somewhere into a section of her black robes.
Yoko(Normal voice): I was just about to explain, before you interrupted me.
Kross: Do tell.
Yoko: In a second. First about that apology. YOU'RE the one who owes ME the apology.
Kross looks to the left and to the right as the fans boo Yoko.
Yoko: Do you know what the crowning achievement of my career is thus far? Winning the Lightweight Title. But then, through no fault of my own, you stole it from me in a triple threat. But hey, you're a great athlete. I let you keep it. My mind is on a bigger title.
Kross: Thanks, I think.
Yoko: I'm not done yet. You lost the title. MY title. You lost it to TNT. There was never a more valid example of a cliched American wrestler. All charisma, with no regard for anyone else. A disgrace to the prestige Rey, I, and you gave to that belt. THAT is why I attacked you, and THAT is why you should apologize to me.
Kross looks at her for a moment.
Kross: Even through your "enlightenment," which was wrong in itself, you crave the possession of titles. I believe you put them above the Lord God himself. You may have a beef with me, but you have issues that need to be settled within yourself. Perhaps you need to be....Redeemed?
He puts a bit of ferocity into the final word as he remembers Monday, and the crowd pops.
Yoko: I think th-
Kross quickly drops his microphone down and delivers a solid punch to Yoko, interrupting her and causing her to drop her microphone as she tries to retaliate. She returns the punch with little effect as he keeps beating away on her through her mask. She turns and delivers a quick kick between his legs, and Kross bends over in pain.
She places a hand on the back of his head, lifts her leg up, and leaps into the air, going for the Flying Guillotine. Kross moves sideways and stands, avoiding the move and causing Yoko to crash down on the mat.
He looks at the ropes nearby and the fans pop loudly. He runs at them as Yoko recovers the best she can, and he jumps onto the middle rope, and quickly spins in midair, delivering his Redeemer to Yoko's masked face. She collapses to the ground.
Kross picks up one of the microphones.
Kross: THAT is how you do the Redeemer, just so you know.
He throws it down and exits the ring as Vater Unser cues, and he heads to the back.
Yoko begins to stir, and gets up, clearly dizzy. She rips her Ghostface mask off and runs her gloved hand across her mouth, wiping away a fair amount of blood. She looks toward the entrance way and points.
Yoko(At the top of her lungs): THIS ISN'T OVER!
She wipes away more blood as the show cuts to a commercial.
End Segment.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 4, 2004 16:51:37 GMT -5
Match 4: Bladeshadow and V3 vs Hunter and Cage – ACW Tag Team Title Match
No one is quite sure how the next match will pan out; Everyone knows how powerful Bladeshadow is, but if V3 isn’t with him, can he really deal with Hunter and Cage alone?
Philip: This next match is set for one fall, and it is for the ACW Tag Team Championship..……coming to the ring, the challengers – Hunter and Cage!
”Won’t back down” hits, and Hunter and Cage come out looking extremely confident. Always supremely sure of themselves, V3’s absence has only boosted their positive feelings, and they smirk and flip off the crowd as they come to the ring.
Then “Step Up” hits; all eyes are on the entrance, and Blade is indeed alone as he comes out into the spotlights.
Philip: And their opponent….from Upstate New York, one half of the current ACW Tag Team Champions…..Bladeshadow!
Blade has both tag belts with him; the odds are now firmly stacked against him, but he won’t give up without a fight. Blade still has the stature and aura of a champion, and he walks right up to Hunter and Cage, showing no sign of intimidation. The brothers glance at one another, and then Cage heads to his corner. Hunter shoots a couple of insults over at Blade, but Blade lets them pass by…..before striking out with a forearm blow to the face. The ref quickly passes the belts out of the ring and gives the signal for the match to start post – haste.
Bell Rings.
Hunter’s cockiness instantly dissipates, to be replaced with a cold, ruthless determination. The pair trade blows, but Hunter’s desire for the titles gives him a strength boost, and he hammers Blade until the champion drops to a knee. Hunter executes a perfect scoopslam followed by an elbow drop; he pins, but Blade kicks before 2 and rises quickly to hit back with a flurry of fast kicks. Hunter retreats backward, but then bursts forward for a clothesline. Blade is knocked down; he’s up again in seconds, but Hunter has kept running to his corner and the tag and switch is made in the blink of an eye. Blade is now faced with the hugely powerful Cage, and he has no time to rethink his strategy before Cage is battering him with massive blows of his own. Blade resists and stays on his feet, so Cage uses the ropes to pick up speed before spearing Blade to the mat. Cage pins and gets close to 2; having gauged his opponent’s strength, Cage positions Blade and applies a Camel clutch. But Blade can see where this is going, and he makes a swift grab for the nearby rope before Cage can fully lock the move in; Cage has to let Blade go, and his eyes flash with great anger that demands release. In his wrath he becomes a little careless, and as he rushes forward Blade gives him a back body drop before locking in his own submission, the Heaven’s Arrow. Cage bellows in pain, and Hunter dashes in to stomp Blade and break the move. The ref angrily orders Hunter away, but Hunter gives him some verbal, and this leaves Cage free to quietly collect a chair he placed next to the apron unobserved at the very start of the match. A single chair shot drops Blade, and Hunter feels a surge of elation as Cage pins; the ref counts, but somehow Blade gets his arm up before 3.
Hunter and Cage are rather surprised, but Blade has fought hour – long matches in the past; it will take more than a single weapon shot to take the belts from him. Hunter yells to Cage to give Blade a taste of his full power, and the dizziness that Blade is still feeling from the attack means that he can’t react quickly enough to get away. Cage bellows again, this time in fury, and the front rows shrink back as Cage lifts and slams Blade, one, two, three, four times; Cage is now in a “red mist” of anger, and Hunter has to shout at him as loudly as he can to get his attention and remind him to pin. Cage eventually does this, but the delay caused by his rampage has given Blade just enough time to recover and stay in the match. Furious, Hunter yells at Cage and tells him to tag; Cage is just as angry but he is also just as hungry for the belts and he allows his brother to take over. Hunter runs in and gives Blade a twist of fate; he pins, much more quickly than his brother, but Blade’s spirit is not yet extinguished and he kicks at 2.5. The men face off; Blade still has battling spirit but his strength is ebbing with every second, and although he holds Hunter for a minute or two he can’t do enough damage to go for a pin. Hunter gradually re – asserts himself, and though the crowd is cheering for Blade it seems that his energy is close to running out. Hunter can sense it; with his heart racing, he nails Blade with the Hunter’s Revenge. It’s all over bar the pin, and Hunter is about to cover when…<br> ”Git Up” hits out of nowhere, and the crowd goes into hyperdrive; Hunter and Cage look all around them, and Cage is the first to spot V3 jumping the barrier from the crowd. He shouts a warning to Hunter, who turns to see that Blade has rolled into the opposite corner. V3 reaches over and tags Blade, who isn’t really with it at all, before springing from the corner post to moonsault into Hunter. Cage tries to enter the ring, but V3 is ready and he charges to clothesline Cage off of the apron. He then spins, runs back, and clotheslines Hunter too; Hunter has no chance to defend himself from V3, who executes his triple inverter to huge acclaim. V3 pins, and the ref counts the 1-2-3 before Hunter or Cage can do anything to stop it.
Philip: Here are your winners…..Bladeshadow and V3!
The crowd is delighted, but Hunter and Cage can’t believe it. Neither can Blade, as the ref puts the belt into his hands; the ref then looks for V3, but he’s nowhere to be seen; he has disappeared as swiftly and mysteriously as he came. Hunter and Cage argue with the ref, and the crowd taunts them; Hunter realizes that he won’t get anything more form the referee, and he calls Cage to follow him as he storms backstage; clearly, the situation is far from resolved.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 4, 2004 16:52:50 GMT -5
Segment - Real Talk (Credit: BK London)
After the Tag Team Championship match the camera cuts to ACW Announcer Kevin Anderson.
Kevin: Good evening ladies and gentleman, fans around the world. I am Kevin Anderson here bringing you an exclusive interview with the one and only, the No.1 Contender for the ACW Championship at Hellbound Heart, BK London.
The camera moves back and it reveals BK London sitting in the chair opposite to Kevin Anderson.
Kevin Anderson: BK London, how must you be feeling about your win on Warfare earlier this week?
BK: Well Kev, I never felt better, I have been waiting for this opportunity ever since I graced the ACW stage 5 months ago on the July 1st Meltdown. My opportunity to face the ACW World Heavyweight Champion, my opportunity to headline a PPV. And dammit I'm gonna make the most of it.
Kevin Anderson: Tell me BK, at the moment what did it feel like when you pinned Latino for the one two three?
BK: When I pinned Latino on Monday, I felt the world that was turned upside down on me returned to a normal state. This was my first time ever beating Latino, EVER. Latino has been in ACW since the beginning and when I pinned him I felt like I was moved up one step higher on the ladder that is ACW, at twenty years old I have become a Tag Team Champion and a Two Time Entertainment Champion but now it’s time to push myself farther. I told you all that Warfare was the opportunity I needed to prove myself, to establish myself as a top player in ACW. And dammit I used that opportunity as I won the right to face Rose at Hellbound Heart. When the referee raised my hand in the middle of that ring I made a vow to myself, I made a vow that before I retire, before I die, I will win the World Heavyweight Championship.
Kevin Anderson: Great story BK, What was your family's reaction?
BK: By the time I got to the back I called my fiance and her reaction was estatic. She told me, that when I win the World Championship I can finally move us out of the horrible neighborhood we live in. With the weekly drive-bys and the horrible living conditions. Then as I heard my daughter tell me "You’re my hero daddy" I knew I had a mission to complete. And hopefully it will be at Hellbound Heart when I win the ACW World Heavyweight Championship.
Kevin Anderson: Now for my final question, what are your thoughts on the ACW Champion, White Rose?
BK: She's a great champion but her actions lately have been un-champion like. I’m not saying her opponents are weak but she has been really not fighting ACW Champion caliber contenders. I have been paying attention to her matches lately and I have realized what everyone who has challenged didn't have. They didn't have the heart, they didn’t have the desire to become champion. I would see them walk down to the ramp like it was any ordinary match, but it’s not any other match it’s a match for the ACW Championship, the top prize in our business. At Hellbound Heart you won't see me walking down to the ring like it was any other match, you won't see me performing like it was any other match I will put my heart into this match. I will fight the match like it was my last match ever. Rose, be prepared for the match of your life, be prepared to Beg for Mercy because I won't tap out like Amo, I won't be easily pinned like Daredevil, and I won't be laid out cold like Skurai. I will win at Hellbound Heart, or by god I'll die trying.
BK’s eyes show that he means every word, and the scene fades out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 4, 2004 16:55:13 GMT -5
Match 5: RDK vs Double – Oh Four – ACW International Title Match (Ending events credit: RDK)
Match 5 of 7 approaches, and the crowd is already on its feet as Philip prepares to introduce the participants. However, before he can speak “the Magnificent Seven” hits and the crowd boos as Amo stalks out. He pays no attention, but heads down to the announce desks where he takes a seat next to the very nervous commentators; clearly he’s here to scout out RDK some more. Once Philip is satisfied that Amo’s going to stay there, he continues.
Philip: This is a singles match, and it is for the ACW International title! Please welcome first, the challenger – from San Diego, California, Double – Oh Four!
“Doll-Daga Buzz-Buzz Ziggety Zag” hits, and 004 gets a generous pop from the crowd as he approaches the ring. He slaps hands with a couple of fans and then enters the ring, stretching in preparation as he waits for his opponent.
A slight pause occurs, and then “Macho Man” by the Village People breaks out; the crowd is amused and delighted at RDK’s new choice of entrance theme and they cheer wildly as he strides out into the spotlights.
Philip: And his opponent, from Yellowknife Canada…….he is the current ACW international Champion, the Macho Man RDK!
RDK is waylaid by the cheering throngs and it takes him a good few moments to get to the ring. When he does so he enters, and he and 004 shake hands – they’ve worked together as a tag team in the past, and each has much respect for the other. The ref holds up the belt, and the crowd yells impatiently for the match to begin.
Bell Rings.
RDK makes the first move; he locks up with 004 and tries to throw him, but 004 resists and then turns the tables by shifting his grip and giving RDK a very fast snap suplex. RDK is up again in seconds, but 004 has already proved that he’ll be no pushover. They lock up again; they push one another back and forth, and 004 forces RDK back to the ropes – but RDK uses this to his advantage, steps up to the second rope and then flips over 004’s head, holding on to him so that 004 lands on his back. RDK flips over again into a cover, and gets close to 2 before 004 frees himself and stands back up. Now 004 picks up the pace; he goes for a clothesline, which RDK ducks, goes for another, RDK ducks again, and the third time 004 uses a low – trajectory spear to fool RDK and drive him to the mat. 004 drops an elbow to RDK’s neck and then heads to the ropes; he jumps off for a top – rope leg drop, but RDK rolls out of danger and 004 winds himself a little on landing. RDK picks him up; he’s about to powerslam 004 but he sees Amo laughing, having clearly said something derogatory to the commentators, and as RDK fumes 004 is able to break out of RDK’s hold and then hit RDK with a superkick of his own. 004 pins and the count is past 2 before RDK breaks it; he sees Amo smirking even more, but annoyed as he is he puts his feelings aside and returns his full concentration to the match.
004 and RDK move back in toward one another; head – spinning punches are traded between them, and the crowd is torn over who to support – RDK always has the fans behind him, but 004 is giving him one heck of a contest and conflicting chants spring up around the arena. 004 whips RDK into the ropes; RDK grabs them to prevent him flying back across the ring, and 004 acts quickly and decisively with a tackle that sends both men out of the ring. They renew their battle on the outside; the pair are only a few feet from Amo’s commentary position, and now Amo’s snide comments can be clearly heard by the two competitors. RDK seems divided as to what to do, and this lets 004 get in a DDT when RDK’s mind is elsewhere. But 004 can see what Amo is trying to do, and he honourably does not kick RDK when he’s down but stands off and climbs back up on to the apron. RDK gets up and understands 004’s gesture, and they both re – enter the ring where they can conclude their match without having to listen to Amo quite so much. Now both men raise their game; punches, kicks, slams and suplexes are produced in an effort to seal victory, but neither man will concede, and they begin to show some signs of weariness. RDK makes a play with the Jabroni buster, but his pin only gets 2.5; 004 attempts to counter – attack on the spot and goes for his german piledriver, but in his haste he doesn’t put quite enough force into it and RDK also kicks out before 3. The crowd are on their feet yelling, more shots are exchanged, and 004 boots RDK and goes for the Stone Cold Stunner…..but RDK adds sideways momentum to the drop instead of fighting it, turns the pair over 180, and drives 004’s face into the mat instead. The blow stuns 004, and RDK uses his Macho Slam to finish the job and get the 1-2-3.
Philip: Here is your winner…..and still ACW International Champion, Macho Man RDK!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 4, 2004 16:56:40 GMT -5
RDK raises his arms in celebration, but he quickly heads over to check on 004. While he’s doing this, Amo has stood up from his commentary position; without a word he folds up the chair he was sitting on, slides into the ring and viciously attacks RDK from behind with a stiff chair shot. Amo kicks 004 out of the ring and then gives RDK an Amo Driver; the crowd boos angrily as Amo takes a mic in hand.
Amo: Yeah I’m sure you’re all wondering why I have been attacking RDK multiple times, but guess what? I have a perfect reason! RDK is an Amo wannabe! That right! He poses like me, and expects good reactions like me! He thinks he’s all macho, well I WON The Macho Man Award "Brudas"! I suggest you look twice before you people decide who’s the real Macho Man! Now-
Macho slowly gets to his feet and yanks the mic from Amo.
RDK (quietly, becoming very loud): ooo....ooo...Oooh Yeah Bruda...OoOoh Yeah!
The crowd goes insane as RDK shakes his head Hogan style and then continues to talk.
RDK: You think you’re as macho As The Macho Man? huh? DO YA BRUDA? Well guess what, you’re as macho as a nacho! And that’s the bottom line Jabroni!
Crowd Cheers.
Amo: WHOA WHOA WHOA! I’m the guy who REEKS of awesomeness people! Why, just the other day I was competing for the World Championship...THE WORLD FRICKIN CHAMPIONSHIP! Now come on, I’m Sure we all know that RDK is not World championship material! Whereas I am! So let me tell you, I REEK AND I MEAN REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK with-
RDK: You can reek all ya want Jabroni! But I want you to take that "awesomness", take a walk down Jabroni Drive, a left turn on Know Your Role Boulevard, take that son of a bitch language of yours, turn it sideways, AND STICK IT STRAIGHT UP YOUR CANDYASS!
The crowd literally explodes with laughter as RDK smiles. Amo then stomps his foot and is about to say something but RDK stops him.
RDK: So I’ll tell ya what Amo "The Great", you can wiggle on your ass down to Warfare, get prepared and ready cause you know what’s gonna happen? Huh? YOU KNOW WHAT’S GONNA HAPPEN? OOOOOOH YEAH! I’LL TELL YA WHAT’S GONNA HAPPEN! You’re gonna have a posing contest, WITH THE MACHO MAN HIMSELF, and it will be for the INTERNATIONAL TITLE! Now can YA DIG THAT BRUDA!? OOOOOH YEAH!!!
The crowd is going bonkers, and RDK streams with sweat from his fiery outburst. Amo looks just a little intimidated, but he asks for a mic from one of the crew and then puts it up to his lips...
Amo: Its on...Jabro-
Amo cannot finish his sentence as he is Rock Bottomed onto the steel chair smack dab in the middle of the ring and Macho man rolls out to his new theme music as he crowd continues to whoop and cheer.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 4, 2004 16:58:26 GMT -5
Segment: Angelo’s intentions (Credit: Angelo)
The scene opens with Kevin Anderson standing near a door with a new gold plate that says "Angelo Giovanni". Kevin turns to address the camera.
Kevin: Hello again viewers, I’m here to interview Mr. Angelo Giovanni.
Kevin knocks on the door.
Angelo (yelling from within): Come on in!
Kevin opens the door to reveal Angelo sitting in his chair with his feet up talking on his cellphone. Angelo gives him a finger signal to wait a minute.
Angelo: Yeah, that could work. Yeah, ok $500 for me to lay them out, or $1000 for me to destroy them. What? 50? 50? Well 50 will get ya a punch. No. No, NO deal. Ok well if you don’t like the way I do things you can just come down to my office and talk to me face to face.
Angelo hangs up the phone and places it down on the table.
Angelo: Sorry ‘bout that Kevin. Now I suppose you’re here to give me that interview?
Kevin: Yes Mr.Giovanni, that is why correct. I’d like to get your thoughts on the Halloween Hardcore Match.
Angelo: My thoughts? It was a hell of a match. I promised everyone I would do something big. And I kept my promise. First that beautiful double Italian Decimator on BK London and Latino….. I eliminated both of them at the SAME time. BK thought he had the match, he thinks he's so big since he is the number 1 contender for the World title. Well BK didn’t have that match won. Latino thought he had control of the match. He didn’t. Neither did R....D....K or any of those other people in the match. When it came down to me and RDK, he was probably thinking "oh yes, its only Angelo Giovanni. I got this match won". Well the biggest thing I did that night was delivering that final Italian Decimator on RDK, and covering him.........1..........2..........3. I won that match, and I proved that I’m capable of doing big things.
Kevin: Well Angelo, what are your plans for the future?
Angelo: Hmmm my plans? Whatever anyone gives me...well for that very reasonable little price. And if I don’t get any business, well then I’m just gonna have to go out there and make some business.
Kevin: I see. Angelo, Thankyou for your time and hopefully we'll see you again soon.
Angelo: Hey no problem, anytime Kevin. You ever need anything, you come see me, ok? I’ll cut you a special deal.
Kevin: Er…sure. Thanks, I think.
Kevin walks out and the scene closes.
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