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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 30, 2004 17:09:36 GMT -5
Segment: Repercussions (Credit: Bladeshadow)
The scene begins with a lone cameraman walking down the hall. A loud banging sound can be heard which becomes louder and louder the closer he gets. Finally he turns around and opens the door, just in time to see a metal chair fly past his face and slam into the wall.
Blade: GAAAAAHHHHH, THOSE DOUBLE TEAMING CUNTS, THEY COST ME MY WORLD TITLE!!!!
Blade takes a long metal bench and baseball swings it into the concrete wall, nearly bending the bench 90 degrees. He then looks over, and with a psychotic look eyes the camera man.
Blade: Good, you came, HERE NOW.
He points to the corner closest to him on the other side of the room. The cameraman, visibly shaking the camera with fear, and actually causing it to go in and out of focus a few times, moves a fast as he can into the corner. Blade in the meantime takes his fist and slams it into one of the lockers, going completely through and actually put a sizable hole into the concrete behind it. He then once again looks over at the camera man.
Blade: Pain Inc. will all pay for this travesty, I PROMISE YOU!!
At this time Jack comes over and peers into the locker room of his “student”. Blade simply looks over and stares daggers at him.
Jack: I see you are taking this loss even worse than I have, good, I want you to…..
Jack is cut off as a steel chair flies at his head, but fortunately for Jack, his enhanced senses give him time to close the door and save him from taking the hit. Then, deciding his protege needs some alone time to get through his anger, Jack decides to leave and maybe try to talk with him when he’s a bit more sensible; but a worrying thought is starting to form in the back of his head….. Meanwhile inside the room, Blade turns his attention back on the camera man, and gives him a look that would send chills down ANYONE’S spine.
Blade: Give…me…the camera….NOW!!!
The cameraman takes a minute to think about the consequences of handing over such an expensive piece of equipment to a madman. However he decides that whatever those consequences may be, they are far less than what will happen to him if he doesn’t comply and hands the camera over to the deranged BladeShadow, and then hustles outside of the room as fast as he can. Blade then takes the camera and holds it close to his face.
Blade: I’M FUCKING SICK OF THIS!!!! These assholes have cost too me too much, and they have gone too far. Everything I do from this point on IS THEIR FAULT, TONIGHT MY REIGN OF TERROR BEGINS WITH HUNTER AND CAGE, AND IT ENDS, ONLY WHEN I HAVE EVERY MEMBER OF PAIN INC’S SKULL IN MY OWN PERSONAL CEREMONIAL TEACUP COLLECTION, MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAH!!!!
The scene ends when Blade holds the camera high over his heads, and with all his strength, slams it into the ground, busting it into hundreds of pieces.
Fade out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 30, 2004 17:11:48 GMT -5
Match 5: Bob vs. Jake Cheng - LW/ET titles - No DQ (Opening events credit: Bob / Jake)
The fans are surprised and a little shocked at Blade’s outburst; but Philip gets their attention back quickly as he announces the next match.
Philip: This match is set for one fall, and it is for the ACW Entertainment and Lightweight titles! Introducing first, from Los Angeles…..the ACW Entertainment Champion, Bob Di’Las!
”Stomp it” hits, and the crowd cheers loud and long for Bob as he bounces to the ring, holding up his belt and hyping up the fans even more. He climbs the turnbuckles on reaching the ring, before dropping back down and heading back to the centre.
Bob motions to have Phillip bring him a mike, and Philip collects a spare from an assistant before passing it on to Bob. Bob surveys the crowd, and then looks directly at the stage area.
Bob: HEY BK LITE!
The Crowd cheers as Bob calls Jake BK Lite.
Bob: Congratulations! After six long months of going after the Light Weight Title, you finally got it! I’m actually impressed! I’m even more impressed that you actually wanted to defend against me tonight. Now many people are saying this match will end one of our careers. The loser will become a laughing stock for losing their title so quickly. But you see everyone, that’s the game I play. I’m an “all or nothing” type of guy. To my surprise, so is Jake. So now the fans will see me, Bob Di`Las become the first two time double champ! So Jake come on out and have the whole world watch you get SWERVE`D!
Numb/Encore hits and Jake Cheng proceeds to the ring with his new LW title over his shoulder. He jumps on the top rope and taunts the crowd with it, as they boo him. He back flips of the turnbuckle and grabs the mic from Philip before he can do his introduction, who tries to pull it back.
Jake Cheng: Well I see that these people in*pause* whereeverthehellwearesville really like their new champ. Anyway, I am here to warn some people. See now that I have what I have been fighting for 6 long months, I can get some revenge. As of this moment there are 3 people who will soon face the wrath of Jake Cheng. And the first is my opponent tonight, BOB! See Bob, in the last 3 matches we have been in together, it has never been a singles match. Also I have always been the victor but half of the times and I am here to get that half back, the ENTERTAINMENT TITLE.
Bob just raises an eyebrow and is already tensing up, and is ready for battle, but the referee is determined to retain control of the situation and stands between the two men as he takes the belts. He’s just starting to raise both of them up when…
Voice: Stop right there!
Ginger’s theme plays as the Chairman walks out on to the stage.
Ginger: Bob and Jake, I have to congratulate you both in winning gold at Winter Discontent. Jake, you went after that title for a while and finally got it. You Bob became the first ever person in the ACW to be a double champ with two singles titles.
Jake: For only like twenty minutes!
Ginger chuckles and Bob stares Jake down.
Ginger: Yes it was only twenty minutes, but he was the first none the less. Now we have a minor problem. After talking to the board of members, they have decided that this match will be a non title match.
The whole crowd erupts in confusion over Ginger’s words.
Bob: Ginger! That’s not fair - I should be able to choose who I defend my title against!
Ginger narrows his eyes at Bob.
Ginger: Well Bob, I have to agree with them. You both need to get over this rivalry and move on. You both are going to have your match and it will end here.
Jake: Damn you Ginger! This is my chance to shine and you’re ruining it!
Ginger then stares directly at Jake.
Ginger: Keep that up Mr. Cheng, and you both will be without any titles! Now you two give the fans a good match and earn your pay.
Ginger then walks backstage; Bob and Jake continue to stare as the ref passes the belts outside of the ring.
Bell Rings.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 30, 2004 17:12:17 GMT -5
Jake makes the first move as soon as he hears the tone of the bell; he springs forward and drives Bob to the mat, taking him by surprise. Jake clutches on to Bob’s arm and entwines his lower legs around Bob’s opposite foot; he intends to keep Bob on the mat and prevent him from employing his breakdancing skills. Bob winces as Jake wrenches back on his arm, but stays focused; he uses his impressive flexibility to free his feet and kicks Jake hard in the chest. Jake has the air knocked from him and the surprise makes him loosen his grip enough for Bob to pull himself free; he spins back to an upright position, smiling and taunting Jake as he does so. Jake jumps back up and the pair circle; for a few moments they nip forward, taking swipes at one another before retreating again, until Bob tires of this and whips Jake hard into a corner. Jake is dazed, and Bob signals for the Bobert Flip; but as he goes for the backflipping part of the move Jake moves forward and catches hold of Bob in mid air, falling to the mat to slam Bob back – first. Jake makes a pin, and Bob kicks hard before the 2 count; Jake understands that he has to use all the speed he has to stay one step ahead of Bob, and as the Entertainment Champion gets up Jake suplexes him into the centre of the ring before pinning again. Bob is able to kick out at 2, but Jake won’t allow him a moment’s respite and he punches Bob repeatedly as he tries to stand. The crowd is getting noisy, trying to make Bob respond, and it does seem to have some effect; as Jake is laying down some chops to the chest, Bob throws a few back and then drops suddenly to the ground, using his famous B Boy sweep to floor Jake and buy himself a little time. Bob immediately starts his omni flare; the crowd yells and shouts, but Jake knows Bob’s style too well; he stays clear of the flailing limbs, and as a dizzy Bob stands back up he taunts Bob into charging straight into one of the corners. The crowd winces as Bob hits, too dazed to slow down, and he slumps as Jake moves in to stomp away and try and wear Bob down for the critical 3 second pin.
As Bob tries to clear his head, he realizes that he’s in a bad situation. To stop the attack, Bob rolls out beneath the bottom ropes; Jake taunts him, but he does not think about where he is standing and Bob jumps back up to the apron, grabs Jake’s arm and then kicks away, not only wrenching Jake’s limb but actually unbalancing him and causing him to tumble out over the top rope to land untidily on the outside matting. The ref starts a 10 count; Bob and Jake get back up and trade blows close to the ring. Jake whips Bob toward one of the steel posts; Bob runs up it into a backflip and instinctively ducks as Jake goes for a clothesline. Jake misses, but spins around and runs back for a second attempt – this time Bob tries to stand firm and block, but Jake’s determination is incredible and he channels this into sheer force, knocking Bob over before elbow – dropping on to his opponent before he can rise. Hearing the referee’s count reach 6, Jake bundles Bob back into the ring and pins again; Bob throws up an arm at 2.5, and then kicks free with intent as the crowd gets louder and louder. Bob signals with both hands in the air for “The Party’s Over”, but Jake is well aware of the danger and he lands a crushing superkick to Bob’s face to stop that plan from getting off the ground. Bob falls backward, but retains enough presence of mind as he drops to pull his legs up and roll backward so that Jake can’t pin him. Bob’s on his feet more quickly than Jake had anticipated, and he boots Jake in the gut so that he can nail his DanceBreaker unopposed. Bob makes the cover in record time, and Jake’s forceful kick is just a millisecond on the wrong side of the 3 count. The fans cheer as the bell rings, but it’s far from an overpowering victory for Bob, and serves only to confirm how closely matched the two superstars are.
Philip: Here is your winner……..Bob Di’las!
The fans are making a huge amount of noise; Bob and Jake have taken one another to the absolute limit and the crowd applauds them both in recognition of this. Bob finds his feet slowly and takes back his title belt; though he has done as he promised and defeated Jake, he knows that the two of them will always share a bond of intense rivalry, no matter where their individual paths take them. Bob has considerably less spring in his step as he leaves, but he still acknowledges the fans. Once Bob is on the way out, Jake gets up and takes his own title back – he holds it up in defiance of the fans that are jeering his loss, and the gold is more important to him than the outcome of an individual match. Jake smiles to himself as he walks out; perhaps now he can turn his attention to building his reputation, and forging for himself a lightweight title reign that will be talked about for years to come.
OOC NOTE From Bob and Jake: This was planned from the very beginning. For those of you who got all butt hurt over this match (BK and Surion) You just got PUNK`D!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 30, 2004 17:16:55 GMT -5
Segment: Plan of Attack (Credit: Wyvern)
The camera fades in on Wyvern walking through the backstage of the arena, talking on his cellphone. He is currently dressed in his full wrestling outfit, although wearing a brand new New Breed t-shirt, with the sleeves cut off. The shirt is black, with a silhouette of himself, Davey Marvel and Oliver Black, with a deep violet glow surrounding it. As Wyvern continues to walk and talk, he is halted by Kevin Anderson, who appears to be wanting a few words with the ACW competitor.
Kevin: Wyvern, may I get a moment of your time? I'd like to ask you a few questions about tonight.
Wyvern pauses on the phone for a brief moment, then continues to speak to the person on the other end of the phone. It appears like Wyvern is going to wrap up the conversation so he can give Kevin Anderson the interview he's seeking.
Wyvern:...no, that's not what I go by anymore...(Laughs) Well anyways, I'll keep in touch. Hope to hear from you soon. Yeah, I will. Bye.
Wyvern disconnects from his phone conversation, and turns his attention to Kevin.
Wyvern: Whatcha got for me today Kevin?
Kevin: Wyvern, being a relative newcomer to the ACW, tonight's match with Latino may be too premature. I know you're an established champion from other federations past, but here in the ACW, you've got to be in the here-and-now mindset. What are you thoughts going into this match?
Wyvern: Having a match like this gives me a good barometer of how I fare up against the rest of the ACW roster. As you already know, I've taken Angelo and 004 down, not counting Predator, and I've faced off against TNT in a quality match, with TNT managing to come up with the win. However, I'm not going to use the matches I've already fought influence my attitude coming into this match, instead, I'm going to assess the situation at hand and realize Latino is a primetime competitor.
Kevin: A primetime competitor could easily be an understatement of Latino. His reign had already eclipsed the 30-day mark, and it doesn't show signs of stopping. How do you plan to stop him in the ring tonight?
Wyvern: I'm going to do what any tactician worth his weight in gold would do, and that is utilize his weaknesses to my advantage. Without divulging too much into my plans, I hope to be able to give him a run for his money tonight. All I can say is that Latino had better expected the unexpected, because I'm going in at full steam, and I will walk out of that ring knowing I did what I could. No excuses tonight.
Kevin: Well, it appears we're running out of time, so I'll wish you good luck tonight, hopefully you will have a good match tonight.
Kevin walks away as Wyvern glances at his cell phone. He continues to look at it for a few brief moments, then walks toward his locker room to get ready for his biggest match in the ACW to date. Camera fades.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 30, 2004 17:17:39 GMT -5
Latino vs. Wyvern - International Title Match (Credit: Rose)
The fans want a match that is exciting and fast paced so ACW delivers as Philip enters the ring and starts off by raping the time honored tradition of announcing the challenger first.
Philip: Ladies and Gentleman, this match is scheduled for one fall and it is for the International Championship. Introducing first the Champion, from New York, New York, please welcome Victor "Latino" Laureano.
"Lowrider" hits and Latino comes down the ring with his International Title still around his waist after a hard fought war against TNT at Winter’s Discontent. The crowd is going nuts for Latino and this serves to make his somewhat depressing day just a bit better. He takes his corner and awaits his opponent.
Philip: and next from Seattle, Washington, please welcome Wyvern.
"Trip like I do" hits and Wyvern come out to a strangely mixed reaction from the ACW crowd. They are still not sure exactly what to think of this enigmatic man. He is visibly determined to do everything in his power to win the International Title. He is not intimidated by Latino and certainly not overawed, but he maintains a respectful manner at all times. He sees Latino as a bridge to be crossed. He enters the ring and takes his corner staring through his heralded opponent. Philip exits the ring and the Referee calls for the bell.
Bell Rings.
Wyvern and Latino stare each other down for quite a bit. Both are veterans of the squared circle and they know this will be a tough match. The crowd is heavily behind Latino, but Wyvern does not let it get to him and he shows it in his concentration throughout the match. The two men engage in a basic collar elbow tie up and Wyvern uses his height advantage to take control with a basic head lock. Latino pushes Wyvern forward and as he rebounds Latino locks in a sleeper. Wyvern does not let the sleeper lock in for long as he reverses it with a snapmare into a sleeper of his own. Just as Wyvern before him, Latino does not let the move get locked in before he gets to the ropes, forcing Wyvern to release the hold. Latino gets to his feet, but then he is met by a staggering series of rights followed up by an Irish Whip into the turnbuckle. As Latino is leaning prone in the corner, Wyvern lays into him with a big shoulder to the stomach, and then he follows it up with yet another shoulder to the stomach. Latino is struggling with every hit and taking a nice bit of punishment, but when Wyvern rears back for the third Latino jumps up and reverses it into a variation of the sunset flip. The Referee counts 1…….2….,but Wyvern manages to kick out and the two men roll to opposite corners of the ring before getting back to their feet. Wyvern charges forward Latino in a clothesline attempt, but Latino ducks and grabs the top rope causing Wyvern to fall to the outside. The fans cheer loudly for Latino and he does seem to notice their admiration.
Wyvern staggers to his feet as Latino bounds through the ropes in a flying cross body block, but Wyvern ducks this attack and Latino hits the protective barricade with a sickening thud. Wyvern has succeeded in stopping the momentum in Latino’s favor and now he seeks to start his own. Wyvern picks Latino up and then quickly Irish whips him into the steel steps. The impact can be heard all throughout the arena and Latino clutches his shoulder while Wyvern proceeds to move forward and put the boots to him. Carefully Wyvern sets Latino up on his back, and a few of the fans start to get excited - they’ve seen this used by Wyvern before, and the rest of the arena is treated to a demonstration of the “deliverance” – a sit down crucifix powerbomb. The fans are impressed and cheer loudly, and in the noise Wyvern almost misses hearing the Referee’s count reach 8. Wyvern quickly slides in and out to restart the count. Wyvern picks Latino up in an attempt to bodyslam him on the floor, but the little delay has been critical - Latino slides out and pushes Wyvern headfirst against the steel ring post. As Wyvern staggers backwards towards Latino, the champ kicks him in the small of the back and throws him back into the ring; Latino follows Wyvern and hits him with a stiff elbow drop and goes for the pin, The Referee counts 1…….2., but Wyvern kicks out rather easily. Latino backs away from Wyvern and waits for him to rise to a vertical base. Wyvern staggers to his feet and quickly scans his immediate field of vision, Latino rushes in and Wyvern only just counters with a jab to the throat that stops Latino’s attack. As Latino wobbles, Wyvern produces another blast from the past – his old “Corrosion” reverse Russian Legsweep. Wyvern pins, the fans cry out – and Latino has to dig deep as he kicks out at 2.5. The pair get back to their feet; Wyvern is going all out now, locking hands with Latino and trying to use his height advantage in a mercy struggle. Latino is in trouble, but he thinks on his feet and gives Wyvern a stinging kick to his left knee that distracts Wyvern long enough for Latino to free himself and back up a little. Wyvern straightens up, but it is too late as Latino hits him with a crisply executed swinging neck breaker. Latino quickly hooks Wyvern’s leg and the Referee counts 1…….2.., but again Wyvern kicks out; both men have attempted to wear each other down and it seems that they have been effective in doing so. Latino then goes for a classic pinning move, the northern lights suplex, but Wyvern the battle hardened veteran reverses it into a DDT that is hard for many to watch. Wyvern makes a quick, but nonchalant one armed cover and the Referee counts 1……2….., but Latino kicks out to the surprise of the crowd, the Referee, and most of all Wyvern.
Wyvern gets to his feet seconds before the staggering Latino and without pausing hurtles to the corner; the fans are confused as he climbs up as they rarely see Wyvern working at height, and they’re even more amazed when he pulls off a beautiful hurracanrana, with technique almost unheard of in a man of his size. Latino is brought crashing down, and Wyvern pins, 1……2…..somehow Latino kicks, and Wyvern shakes his head in disbelief. As Wyvern gets up he hits Latino with a boot to the stomach and follows that up with a suplex, again playing the height card; but this time Latino literally has an Ace up his sleeve. In mid air Latino reverses it into the SwitchBlade Cut (a variation of the Ace Crusher) and he is able to quickly and aggressively pin his skilled opponent. The Referee counts 1……..2…….3 and Latino is declared the winner of this hard fought contest.
Bell Rings.
Philip: Here is your winner by pinfall and STILL International Champion……Latino!
The crowd erupts in honor of Latino’s hard fought victory and it appears as if the Latino One is on quite a roll. Wyvern is not angry at his loss, but rather he now realizes just how well he stands up to one of the best ACW has to offer. He knows that Latino just edged him out and he is determined that next time it will be his hand raised; he walks over to Latino and shakes his hand in a gesture which the fans heartily applaud before Wyvern heads to the back. Latino celebrates alone in the ring for just a bit, but he cannot be too happy, because a lot is already on his mind and he cannot hide from that fact.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 30, 2004 17:19:34 GMT -5
Segment: Big in Japan (Credit: Yoko)
The camera fades in on Ginger sitting at his desk, signing a sheet of paper.
Ginger: And there we go. Your contract is official.
The camera spins to reveal a short man with a green mask standing before Ginger's desk.
Man: Very thanks much...Captain.
Ginger: Not captain, Chairman.
Man: Chairman. English...Not good.
Ginger: Doesn't really matter. You can still entertain. When I saw you on Yoko's video, I knew the fans would love you. This is your big break. Welcome to ACW, El Froggy Mask.
El Froggy Mask nods.
Froggy Mask: When I was boy in Mexico, I idolize lucha libre. In Japan, I learn to perform. Live to...Entertain. Always dream making Americans enjoyment.
Ginger: Right, right. We'll book you soon enough.
Froggy Mask: I leave now. Nowhere stay. Ok live in...Broom closet?
Ginger: ...Sure. Go ahead.
Froggy: Thanks much.
He exits the office.
End Segment.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 30, 2004 17:24:44 GMT -5
BK and Kiley VS. Rena and RDK – Inter-Gender Tag Match (Credit: BK London)
The night has provided its fair share of surprises and top notch action, and there’s plenty still to come as Philip goes to work once more.
Phillip: This match is an Intergender Tag Team Match scheduled for one fall, coming from New York, New York, Rena Matheson !!!
"Dirrty" by Christina Aguilera blazes through the speaker and sounds throughout the arena. Rena walks through the curtain onto the stage to a great ovation from the ACW fans. She walks down to the ring greeting the fans slapping hands and blowing kisses. Rena walks up the steel steps and she enters the ring and taunts them on. Rena is her wrestling gear and she is ready for the match that will go down tonight, Rena waits by Phillip for her partner.
Phillip: And her tag team partner hailing in from Yellowknife, Canada, weighing in at 235 pounds, The Macho Man, R-D-K !!!
"Macho Man" by Village People plays as the crowd is on their feet for RDK. RDK walks out onto the stage with one side of his ribs taped up from the Moonsault at Winter's Discontent. RDK wearing his trademark sunglasses makes his way to the ring. He slides in and climbs up to the middle rope where he raises his fist in the air and the cameras flash all around him. Rena watches on clapping for her partner in this Intergender battle tonight.
Phillip: And the challengers, from Brooklyn, New York, BK London and making her debut tonight, Kiley Johnson !!
"Breathe" by Fabulous plays as BK London and Kiley walk through the curtain together and they stop at the stage to taunt the crowd as they get an ovation. BK's shoulder is bandaged up from WD while Kiley walks down to the ring wearing a black top with a little red jacket, with a black and red shorts and black heeled boots with fishnet stockings under them. She is ready for battle and they enter the ring. As soon as Kiley enters the ring she pushes Rena, Rena pushes her back and Kiley spears her down and they begin to fight. RDK and BK separate the two and tell them to go to their respective corners as the guys will start first. The bell sounds and the match commences.
BK London and RDK walk around the ring circling it inside. Finally the two meet up in the middle and they lock up in a collar-elbow-tie up. RDK quickly latches on a strong headlock but BK pushes RDK into the ropes, RDK bounces off the ropes and BK leap frogs over RDK sending him into the ropes again. BK then lies on his back and as RDK comes off the ropes he launches RDK across the ring with his feet. RDK and BK both get up at the same time and RDK charges toward BK and BK attempts a hiptoss but RDK braces himself and counters it into a Swinging Neckbreaker. BK is out and RDK covers but BK kicks out. RDK picks up BK and he smashes his head into the corner. RDK turns BK around and he chops him hard in his chest. BK holds his chest and RDK chops him again. BK holds his chest and RDK pulls him out the corner and wrenches his injured arm. BK screams in pain but then he rolls foward and kips up, BK then hits RDK with a Fireman's carry and follows up with a Sleeperhold. RDK begins to fade as BK fiercely locks in the hold, the crowd begins to chant "R-D-K, R-D-K, R-D-K" and RDK feeds off the chants. He uses this to his advantage and Machoes up. He elbows BK in his gut and BK begins to release the holds. RDK then bounces off the ropes and attempts his clothesline but BK stops his effort with a Standing Dropsault. BK covers RDK but RDK kicks out. BK picks up RDK but RDK begins to punch BK in his gut. RDK goes it repeatedly, RDK then hits BK with a Headbutt and then he bounces off the ropes and takes BK down with a Clothesline. BK gets up only to receive another clothesline, BK gets up a third time and RDK bounces off the ropes and attempts the Lou Thesz Press but BK drops RDK with a Double Leg Takedown and he picks up both of his legs. BK looks at the crowd and then he slingshots RDK over the ropes to the outside. RDK flies to the outside and lands on his side. RDK writhes in pain as he landed on his hurt ribs.
The referee begins to count for the count out but BK gets out of the ring, and he picks up RDK. BK then puts RDK in suplex position and he faces the ring. BK then snap suplexes RDK on the barricade and RDK writhes in pain. BK then picks up RDK and he tosses him back into the ring. RDK is holding his side and BK covers him but RDK kicks out. BK London becomes frustrated and he picks up RDK and hits him with a Scoop Slam. BK then points to the crowd and he goes on the apron. BK attempts a Slingshot Leg Drop from the Apron but at the last second RDK moves out of the way and BK quickly lands on his feet. BK holds his leg as he lands hard on it and he turns around only for RDK to hit The Rockbottom out of nowhere. RDK and BK falls to the ground in exhaustion and RDK begins to crawl to the corner to tag in Rena. Rena is itching for the tag and so is Kiley, BK begins to crawl to the corner and simultaneously they both tag in their Diva partners and the two enter the ring. Rena and Kiley enter the ring and as Kiley runs Rena takes her down with a clothesline. Kiley gets up and Rena whips her into the corner, Kiley lands hard and Rena attempts a turnbuckle clothesline but Kiley big boots Rena. Rena recoils, holding her jaw. All of a sudden Kiley explodes out the corner with a spear and she and Rena begin to go at with the slapping and pulling of the hair. Rena is on top and she smashes Kiley's head against the mat repeatedly. Rena then gets up and he steps on the hair of Kiley and pulls up her arms. Kiley screams in pain and the referee begins to count and Rena releases the hold at 4 before the referee DQs her. Rena picks up Kiley and she hits her with a Suplex, apparently Rena has been training as she quickly capitalizes with a pin but Kiley kicks out again.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 30, 2004 17:26:20 GMT -5
Rena picks up Kiley again and she whips Kiley into the corner. Rena then raises her foot and she foot chokes Kiley as the cameras from the crowd catch Rena's pantyshot. Rena then releases the hold at the count of four and Kiley drops the the mat holding her throat. Rena struts around the ring cockily. Rena then attempts to pick up Kiley again but Kiley fights back. Kiley gets Rena on the ropes and she whips her off, Rena comes off and attempts a clothesline but Kiley does The Matrix and as Rena turns around Kiley follows up with a Headscissors Takedown. Rena falls on her back and gets back up and Kiley takes her down with a Double Leg Takedown and a Bridge Pin but Rena kicks out. Rena and Kiley get up and Rena knees Kiley in the gut. Rena goes for the Twist of Fate but Kiley counters it and attempts to Drop it Like it’s Hot (Stratusfaction) but Rena flips Kiley over her and Kiley lands on her feet. Rena turns around and goes for slap but Kiley ducks, Rena turns around and her and Kiley get the same idea and they take each other out with a Chick Kick simultaneously. Both are laid out in the middle of the ring and the referee begins the count of 10. Kiley and Rena crawl toward their corners and RDK and BK wait for the tag. BK gets the tag first and then RDK and BK hops over the ropes in anticipation. As BK and RDK meet in the center of the ring they start going at it blow by blow. RDK gets the upper hand and he gets BK London on the ropes. He attempts to whip BK London off the ropes but BK counters it and tosses RDK across the ring with a Belly to Belly Suplex.
BK drops to his knees due to the exhaustion and he uses the ropes to help him back up, just then Rena enters the ring and she turns BK around and slaps the taste out of BK's mouth. BK holds his jaw and then looks at Rena. Rena, now realizing what she has done begins to move back slowly as she does she bumps into Kiley. Rena turns around and Kiley takes her down with a swift flurry of forearms to the face and she gets Rena on the ropes. Kiley then kicks Rena between the first and second ropes to the outside where she falls, Kiley then goes to the outside to handle Rena. BK looks on with a smirk on his face and behind him RDK stalks his prey. BK London turns around and out of nowhere he is layed out by The Rockbottom. The crowd goes wild and RDK covers BK and the referee counts, one, two, th--- but BK kicks out. RDK can't believe it and the crowd is just as shocked as RDK is. RDK is getting up and he argues with the referee about the count while Kiley climbs up to the top rope. RDK turns around and Kiley dives at him with a Diving Hurricarana taking him down. Kiley gets up and taunts RDK and as she turns around Rena lays her out with a Chick Kick. Kiley drops to the ground and she rolls out of the ring. Rena goes on the apron and she taunts Kiley, BK sees this and he staggers to his feet. He runs at the ropes and hits Rena with a Springboard Dropkick and she falls off the apron. BK turns around and he picks up RDK and whips him in the corner, RDK bounces out the corner and BK bounces off the ropes and hits him with a Running Bulldog. BK then goes for the Lionsault but RDK gets his knees up. BK rolls on the mat holding his stomach in pain, RDK gets up and he puts BK's head between his legs and he sets up for the Jacknife Powerbomb. As he lifts BK on his shoulders BK slips of his shoulders and kicks him in the abdomen and follows up with The Revolver. BK hooks the leg of RDK and the referee counts, one, two, three.
Bell Rings.
Phillip: And the winners of this match, BK London and Kiley!
BK London rises up off of RDK and Kiley enters the ring. They both embrace with a hug in the center of the ring and she raises BK's arm but BK screams in pain as it is still injured. She says sorry and BK raises Kiley's arm with his good hand. The crowd cheers them and BK and Kiley leave the ring smiling, as they head up the stage they simultaneously do the belt-around-the-waist taunt before they leave. From the ring RDK and Rena watch them; both are satisfied that they made their opponents work for the win, and they are sure that the next time they meet the results will be in their favour. The crowd applauds loudly as they walk away to the back.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 30, 2004 17:27:06 GMT -5
Segment: End of the Road (Credit: Rose)
The crowd in the sold out ACW arena is anxiously awaiting the climax of the show to unfold. They are silent, calm, and they chatter amongst themselves about the show thus far. Some fans head towards the concession stands to purchase overpriced food and beverages. Then they hear the beginnings of Rose’s new theme music and the silence ends.
"Her Ghost in the Fog" hits and the fans erupt in a barrage of jeers and a fair amount of cheers for the ACW World Champion. Alexandra "The White Rose" Kaesar enters with the belt across her shoulder. It is no longer the polished gold it once was and it is still stained with her blood. Yoko Satoshi follows behind Rose and they do not acknowledge the crowd as they enter the ring. Rose’s eyes are without the glow seen in weeks past and she looks very, very tired. Yoko is obviously aware of Rose’s depression and she feels that it is her duty to make sure it does not get any worse. They enter the ring where Yoko gets a mic and hands it to Rose. Rose pauses for a moment and looks far off for a while before she begins to speak.
Rose: At Winter’s Discontent I defended this title in a match dubbed Hell in a Cell Evolved. A match where I gave my blood and where I inflicted unspeakable pain on my opponents. I gave them a purging that they will never forget.
The fans cheer in acknowledgment of the match’s ferocity and in the performance that their favorite wrestlers put on. Yoko makes a noticeable frown, most of that night was not good for her and she would rather forget it. Rose has the crowd at her fingertips and the anxiously await the purpose of her address.
Rose: So now I am done.
The crowd gasps and as the fans consider what this might mean, some think they have worked it out and seem to fall into a state of shock. Nothing is really said between anybody, though one rabid fan screams "NOOO!" Rose does not even flinch at the cry; her mind is elsewhere.
Rose: My title reign ends tonight. I do not care for this silly little belt and I no longer care to bear the trivial and silly burdens that go along with it. The Alpha Championship Wrestling World Title is nothing but a sad joke. Lord Ridley was right about it and what a foolish girl I was to doubt his wisdom. I have been wrong about quite a bit as of late.
She looks at Yoko, but does not stop talking until she finishes her final sentence.
Rose: It’s over.
She casually tosses the bloodstained belt aside and motions for Yoko to follow her. Yoko pauses and then looks longingly at the title for just a moment, but for no longer. They head backstage and hear nothing but a crowd stunned silent. What is Rose’s new agenda? What is the fate of the World Title? Only time will tell……
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 30, 2004 17:33:39 GMT -5
Blade vs. Hunter & Cage – Hardcore Match
The crowd is still in shock over Rose’s decision as the ring is prepared for the main event; the standard array of hardcore weaponry is laid out inside and around the ring, and astounded as the fans are they begin to talk softly about the likely outcome of the final match. Hunter and Cage have never needed one another more…..
Philip: The last match this evening is a hardcore handicap match, set for one fall. Introducing first, the ACW Tag Team Champions……Hunter and Cage!
”Thunderstruck” blares into the arena; Hunter and Cage appear side by side, their belts over their shoulders. Hunter makes his usual gesture of annoying the fans as much as he can, but inside his own admirable self confidence is tempered by the knowledge he has of his opponent, and Hunter doesn’t intend to allow the supposed numbers advantage to make him complacent for even one second.
Once the tag champs are in the ring and relieved of their belts, the arena darkens again, and a maelstrom of protest whips up as “Dragula” booms over the soud system.
Philip: And their opponent……from Upstate New York, Bladeshadow!
Blade is buffeted by the sound of the crowd from all sides, but he does not hear a word of it; he is intent only on getting his own message across, and Hunter and Cage are the unfortunate ones chosen to bear that message. A waiting official demands Blade remove his sword before getting into the ring; after the V3 incident everyone is keen that Blade and the sword spend as little time together as possible. Blade does not argue; there are plenty of other implements available to him and he’s really not fussy about that sort of thing at the moment.
Philip gets out as fast as his legs will carry him, and a pensive referee checks that all is in order before signaling for the match to begin.
Bell Rings.
Hunter and Cage watch Blade very carefully; subconsciously Hunter searches for some sign of humanity, emotion, fear – but there is none to find. Blade stretches and smirks at the pair; he seems to want them to make the first move. After a moment or two, Cage takes a couple of steps forward – though Blade is a powerfully built man, Cage is still taller and heavier, and he demonstrates this to everyone by abruptly shoving Blade hard in the chest, making Blade take a few steps backward. Cage is a man of very few words indeed, but in this case he needs none; as Blade brushes himself down in an insulting gesture, Cage bends down, picks up the nearest item to hand (a 2 by 4 plank) and takes a mighty swing. Blade jumps aside, but the rough end of the wood leaves deep scratches on his face; they start to well up red, and this seems to be the signal for the contest to explode into violent life. Cage takes another swipe at Blade, this time catching him in the side, and Hunter is spurred to join the attack with a steep chair in hand, trying to land a match – ending blow before Blade has any chance to get into his stride. But Blade’s supreme agility serves him well – he backflips out of danger, grasps a length of lead pipe, and thrusts with it as if using his sword. The pipe punches right through the metal seat of Hunter’s weapon, and as Cage attempts another hit with his piece of wood Blade kicks out in a blur and smashes the plank into two pieces. Cage and Hunter are not taken aback, however; Cage throws aside his stubby chunk of cellulose and grabs Blade, using his huge arms to effect a crushing restraining hold. Hunter discards the ripped chair, and has the gall to snatch Blade’s own weapon from him before setting about the former World Champion with obvious enjoyment. It’s not pretty, but it does seem to be effective, and Hunter talks trash to Blade as he slowly beats him into unconsciousness…….
…..except that Blade isn’t doing all that good a job of the whole “unconscious” bit; every blow just seems to make his expression more sinister and demented, until with a bellow unlike anything anyone’s ever heard from him before he elbows Cage in the gut until Cage has to release him, and Hunter just barely avoids smacking Cage with the pipe by mistake. Blade charges to the ropes, and rebounds; Hunter tries to get rid of the pipe in order to hit Blade with a double suplex, but he’s not quite quick enough and instead Blade knocks both Hunter and Cage to the floor in a single movement, with a strength which truly seems to defy the term “mortal”. Cage is the first to get back up, and Blade has a welcome gift arranged; he grabs a trashcan and jams it over the big man’s head, and Cage’s wide shoulders conspire to make the can hold fast in place as Cage roars in anger inside, weaving about and unable to see. Hunter notices his brother’s plight, but he also sees that Blade has been briefly distracted; he grabs the pierced steel chair and as Blade turns around Hunter thrusts the edge into Blade’s stomach. Hunter drops the chair at Blade’s feet, rushes to the ropes and thunders back to execute the Dynamite (a running DDT variant) and bring Blade down against the twisted metal. The crowd cries out at the sound; Hunter rolls Blade over and actually manages a pin attempt, but Blade throws him off at 2 and as he stands up new cuts are visible on his face and neck. Blade smiles again; he draws a finger across his throat, and a now nervous Hunter calls to Cage to back him up. In one corner of the ring, a dented trashcan bears witness to the fact that Cage has freed himself, but from the ring there’s no sign of him, and Hunter realizes he may be fighting for his very future as Blade closes in, a nasty – looking sledge hammer in his hand.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 30, 2004 17:36:23 GMT -5
Hunter dodges about as Blade pursues him; Blade is terrifyingly adept at using the heavy weapon, and he strikes Hunter in the back to bring him to the floor close to the edge of the ring. Blade laughs and puts a foot on Hunter’s back, taking aim at the back of his opponent’s head as if it were a watermelon….but there’s a surge of sound from the crowd, and from the other side of the ring Cage slides in, a fresh steel chair in hand, and cracks it over Blade’s head before he can swing the hammer. The sharp blow stuns Blade on the spot and his knees fold; without hesitating, Cage throws aside the chair, picks up Blade and carries him back across the ring to the point where he entered. The camera swings to follow, and now everyone can see what Cage has been up to – a table stands ready, and Cage dumps Blade on to it – but the throw isn’t hard enough for the table to break. The crowd’s confused….until they see Cage climbing the turnbuckle close by; the noise becomes extraordinary, the crowd are amazed that Cage would even consider this. Cage gives his brother a quick glance, and Hunter nods; that’s all the reassurance Cage needs, and he jumps off into a Swanton than completely destroys the table. The ref slides out, ready to give the count as per the hardcore rules – Hunter follows and sees that Cage is just about on top of Blade. The ref starts to count, but amazingly Hunter pushes the badly dazed Cage away – he wants the glory and bragging rights for himself. The ref shrugs and restarts the count, 1, 2, th – Blade’s eyes snap open, he laughs, and Hunter barely has time to register the going of him before Blade is back in the ring, smirking at Hunter’s foolishness.
Enraged, Hunter dives back in after him; he grabs up a chair and swings at Blade, who lightly steps aside. Hunter swings again, and once more Blade evades it; the crowd gets noisy again as they see a limping Cage rally back to the ring, also with a chair in hand. Blade smirks and taunts Hunter a final time; with a yell of fury Hunter lashes out…..just as Cage does the same from behind. Blade ducks and rolls, and the brothers hit each other at point blank range and full force, bringing both men down to the mat with glassy eyes. Blade laughs even harder; he doesn’t seem in the least bit worried about making a cover, and simply waits for Hunter to groggily find his feet. Blade smirks and scoops Hunter up on to his shoulders; he kicks the dented trash can to the outside, and then forcefully hurls Hunter out over the top to land on it with a loud bang. Cage hears the sound and tries to sit up, but Blade takes the very chair he struck his brother with, and with an expression of evil glee he beats Cage with the chair, over and over, and with every blow more and more blood flows down from multiple wounds. And yet, somehow, Cage still tries to rise; his senses tell him that Hunter is in trouble and for the first time in his life, Cage hears the crowd yelling his name in support. He stands, by will more than by actual strength, and unleashes one huge, final punch with enough strength to split Blade’s skull…..but Blade leans to the side, and Cage’s own momentum takes him down face first. Blade pushes him over with a foot, and it’s clear that Cage is now totally knocked out; Blade slowly kneels down, and places one hand on to Cage’s chest symbolically as Hunter tries to haul himself with the ropes, so that he sees the pin counted for the 1-2-3.
Philip: Here is your winner…..Bladeshadow!
Blood courses down Cage’s face and neck as he lies on the mat; the tag champs are no fan favourites but the crowd is still sickened at Blade’s brutality. Blade dips a finger in the crimson flow and licks it, his eyes burning with evil satisfaction, and on the outside Hunter cannot will his legs to move him to aid his fallen brother.
Blade turns his head, very slowly, and looks directly into the camera.
Blade: This…..is nothing.
He smiles, and the camera starts to judder as the person holding it quakes literally in their boots.
Blade: Rose….. if you think discarding the title will deflect my purpose, you’re sadly mistaken. The clock’s already ticking…. time is running out for you, and everyone associated with Pain Incorporated.
Blade laughs, and its sound chills everyone so that the arena is colder even than the freezing night outside……
Fade to Black.
End of Show.
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Post by BK London on Dec 30, 2004 17:37:39 GMT -5
MARK MY WORDS BOB !!!
I WILL GET YOU BACK !! MARK MY *EDITED* WORDS.
Great Show AK.
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Post by scrawn on Dec 30, 2004 17:38:41 GMT -5
Great. Mestarruus get a winning debut, and I'm happy
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Post by Latino on Dec 30, 2004 17:40:10 GMT -5
Great Show everyone and espeically Ak!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Dec 30, 2004 17:45:38 GMT -5
Ok, for those of you who are in the chat.....
(everyone else, disregard this - it has nothing to do with tonight's show.)
RAW, GFWWE, sometime in March / April 2004, directly after one of Latino's matches.......
As Latino celebrates in the ring following the match, suddenly the crowd noise rises dramatically. Latino instinctively turns towards the entrance ramp.
Atomic Kitsune is standing there, a very familiar – looking sledgehammer in one hand, a mic in the other.
AK: Latino, you always said that you would make an impact in the GF WWE, and you certainly did that last week on Smackdown, didn’t you? Well, now it’s my turn.
She advances down the ramp, to where the lowrider is parked up.
AK: Oh, don’t worry Latino, I don’t intend to use this on you ……..simple physical pain just wouldn’t be sufficient payback for what you did. I want you to know the same emotional rage I felt when I saw what you did to my stablemates, so I’m going to take something that’s equally precious to you.
Latino jumps out of the ring and tries to reach AK, but as he does so Azure and the Masked Mullet appear from the crowd and restrain him.
AK: Now then, lads, remember we’re not in the business of roughing people up outside of matches. Just make sure that Latino gets a good view of this.
She walks around to the front of the Lowrider and takes a massive swing at the first headlight, smashing it to pieces.
AK: That’s for CCB…….This is for Senator……
The other headlight goes; AK climbs up on to the car’s roof...
AK: and this, THIS is for me.
AK puts out the windscreen of the lowrider, and then proceeds to put a variety of large dents into the bodywork, wing mirrors etc. She wrenches off the wipers and tosses them into the crowd as souvenirs for the fans. Once the lowrider has been suitably mangled, AK walks up to the still – restrained Latino and looks him straight in the eye.
AK: You know, it’s a damn shame the way things have turned out, Latino. If you ever come to your senses, you know where to find us.
(To Azure and Mullet) Come on guys, let’s go.
Azure and Mullet hurl Latino at the hood of the lowrider, causing him to bounce off it. By the time Latino picks himself up, the three Smackdown superstars have disappeared into the RAW crowd.
Ah, memories eh? ;D
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