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Post by Wyvern on Jan 6, 2005 12:34:42 GMT -5
Segment: Call Collect, Fool (Credit: Hunter)
The scene opens up and one can make out the shape of Daredevil approach a payphone. He looks through his pockets but can't seem to find what he's looking for.
DD: Damn.
He picks up the receiver and begins to dial. Suddenly, a shadow appears behind DD and is revealed to be Hunter.
Hunter: Are you dialing 1-800-COLLECT?
DD: 10-10-220. Why?
Hunter: Because 1-800-COLLECT is so much better.
DD: Well, 10-10-220 is endorsed by Hulk Hogan and Alf.
Hunter: 1-800-COLLECT is endorsed by Mr. T, and he kicks everyone's ass.
A worker walks by and hears their conversation.
Worker: Um, what about 1-800-CALL-ATT?
Hunter & DD: NO!
Hunter: Carrot Top's a fag.
The worker turns around and continues walking.
Hunter: So, hang up the phone, and dial 1-800-COLLECT.
DD: No.
Hunter: Do it.
DD: No.
Hunter: DIAL THE FUCKING NUMBER FOOL!!!
DD: No.
Hunter gets angry and takes the receiver and smashes it on DD's head. DD quickly recovers and hits Hunter's head against the phone. Out of nowhere, Gingerdude appears and begins to pull the men apart.
Ginger: Guys, stop!
DD: This fucker's ripping on 10-10-220!
Hunter: All 10-10-220 has in endorsements is a puppet and some old geezer!
DD: You take that back!
Hunter: No.
DD lunges at Hunter, but Ginger stops the two of them.
Ginger: I know a way to settle this. If you want to fight so bad, you'll do it, and you'll do it tonight...in a Hardcore Payphone Match!
Hunter: A what?
Ginger: A Hardcore Payphone Match! No count outs, falls count anywhere, no DQ, and the only weapons available at ringside are payphones!
DD: Sounds good to me.
Ginger: Excellent. Oh, and I prefer the operator...
Ginger walks away as Hunter and DD stare each other down.
Fade Out.
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Post by Wyvern on Jan 6, 2005 12:35:09 GMT -5
Match 5: Predator vs. Cage (Credit: Wyvern)
Fresh off the segment where Cage’s partner has agreed to a match, the fans are awaiting to see the result of the upcoming match, which places his tag partner against the man known as Predator. Phillip enters the ring.
Phillip: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, introducing first, making his way to the ring, hailing from Winnipeg, the Predator!
”Stay Together for the Kids” hits as Predator emerges from the back to a couple of boos, as he doesn’t receive much of a crowd reaction, as some treat him like a true heel and others seem to be indifferent about him. Nevertheless, he keeps his composure and strolls down the ramp and slides into the ring, awaiting his opponent.
Phillip: And his opponent, hailing from Rochester, New York, one-half of the ACW Tag Team Champions, Cage!
”Raise Up” by Saliva hits as Cage hits the ring to another mixed reaction. He brandishes his belt for all to see as he confidently strides down the ramp and into the ring. He hands the belt to the ref, and awaits the bell.
The bell rings.
Predator and Cage lock up in the middle of the ring, and Predator gets this match underway as he puts Cage in an armlock. Cage quickly grabs Predator’s head and snapmares him over his shoulder. Cage moves in on Predator, and picks him up. Delivering a quick scoopslam, Cage goes on the offensive, and pulls the fallen Predator to the middle of the ring and attempts a sharpshooter. However, Predator manages to escape the maneuver, as he is quite adept at himself. Predator rises to meet Cage, and he connects with a kick to the midsection, and follows it up with a Fameasser. Predator takes to Cage, delivering an elbow drop to Cage’s neck. He picks up Cage, and attempts a quick snap suplex, but Cage pushes him away, and delivers a big boot to Predator’s face. He pulls Predator in, and gives him a quick powerbomb back down to the canvas. Cage is showing his power, utilizing his height advantage going into this match, as he picks up Predator again, and delivers a sidewalk slam.
As Predator lies on the mat following the slam, Cage has a look of total control over this match, and he taunts to the crowd as he takes a break from beating on Predator. However, this proves to not be the wisest choice by Cage, as Predator gets up, and hits Cage from behind, in the knees, sending him down backwards. Predator catches him by the head and delivers a well-executed inverted DDT to the surprise of the crowd. Predator picks up Cage, and whips him into the ropes. Upon Cage’s rebound, Predator meets him with a cross body block, and holds it to cover for a pin. 1….2….kick out by Cage, as the Tag champ rises to his feet again, angered by such an attempt to pin him. He storms straight to Predator, and delivers a quick jab to Predator’s face, sending him reeling. Cage takes the stunned Predator and hits a quick spinebuster on Predator. With Predator down, Cage mounts the turnbuckle, looking to end this with a high-risk maneuver. Cage jumps off the top rope hoping to land a swanton bomb, but Predator rolls out of the way. Predator manages to rise to his feet, and he picks up Cage. Although stunned, Cage tries to throw a quick punch to Predator, but he ducks and kicks Cage’s midsection, and pulls him in an executes the Pedigree! Predator rolls Cage over for the cover. 1….2….3! The bell rings.
Phillip: And here is your winner via pinfall, Predator!
”Stay Together for the Kids” hits as Predator celebrates in the ring over a fallen Cage. The fans are indifferent about the results of this match, but Predator doesn’t mind. Elated over the victory, he heads to the back with an air of confidence about him, as a stunned Cage gets up, and walks back to the locker room, surprised and dejected by his loss against Predator, as the camera fades.
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Post by Wyvern on Jan 6, 2005 12:36:49 GMT -5
Segment: Yoko's Present (Credit: Yoko)
Yoko, unable to locate the storage room, takes her envelope back outside to the production truck.
Technician: You can't be in here.
Yoko: I just need to play this video. You know the drill. Ginger wouldn't mind.
She beams a puppy dog face at him.
Technician: Yeah, yeah...I guess you can go ahead. But it'll play over the Titan Tron as well, just so you know.
She nods and takes her DVD out of the envelope, and puts it into the main player. She smiles as the video begins with a black screen. Red letters write themselves over the blackness, spelling out "Crystal Lake Pictures." Yoko's expression changes to confusion.
The screen professionally fades into the image of an empty bed. A Japanese girl walks into view and sits down on the bed. She has short dyed red hair, and is wearing a black tanktop and blue jeans. Yoko's mouth drops. The girl smiles at the camera.
Rika: Not who you were expecting, Yoko-chan? I didn't think so. After seeing what your sister sent Monday, I wanted to send my own video. Unlike your family, I'm not proud of you, and neither are a lot of people. But I bet you don't believe that, now do you? Well look at this.
The video cuts to Rika out in the street with a microphone.
Rika: I'm outside of our school, and I'm going to show you what I mean.
She stops a random man and holds the microphone to him.
Rika: I'm doing a report, I'd like to know what your thoughts are on Yoko Satoshi?
Man: Yoko Satoshi? The elder Satoshi that went to America? I think she's a bad influence on her sister, she should have stuck around long enough to finish school. Abandoning her studies is irresponsible.
Rika: Thank you.
The man leaves, and Rika stops a female student.
Rika: You know about Yoko Satoshi, right? The girl who's wrestling over in America?
Female Student: Yeah, I know about her. I think she's giving the Japanese wrestling culture a bad name by degrading herself by wrestling with Americans. I saw an American over here once named Hog Hogan I think, and he could perform about five moves total. It was horrible.
Rika: Thank you very much.
She stops a male student as the other walks away.
Rika: What is your opinion on-
The student shakes his head and speaks some Japanese to Rika. Rika laughs.
Rika: This one doesn't speak English, so I won't bother playing translator. But you get the idea. This is Rika Megumi, your fact reporter, signing out.
The video cuts back to Rika in her bedroom.
Rika: You do get the idea, don't you? Only your family and a few select fans support you. Everyone else thinks you're a joke. That reminds me, I saw your PPV World Title match. Typical American brawl. I however was shocked that you lost. I thought you could handle a few brawlers, what with your amazing skill to overcome. Even with the most impressive performance, and yes I will admit your performance was impressive, you managed to lose. Disgraceful. I guess I'm still winning our bet though, huh?
She grins.
Rika: I also saw that you lost in the first round of the new World Title tournament to that guy you have a crush on. BK London I think? You have good taste in men. You sure have been losing a lot. While you're on the bottom of the rank, say hi to El Froggy Mask for me, since I heard your Chairman contracted him. He sure is desperate if he wanted him.
Rika stands up from her bed.
Rika: Anyway, I'm sure you're boiling with anger by now. Calm your temper or you'll never get anywhere. I'll see you again at your next failure. Tata, Yoko-chan.
She bows, and the video ends.
Yoko stares at the blank monitor in awe.
Technician: We should...We should not be here.
The technicians in the truck quickly file out, leaving Yoko alone. She quietly stands, takes the DVD out, snaps it in half, and leaves the truck.
End Segment.
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Post by Wyvern on Jan 6, 2005 12:37:25 GMT -5
Match 6: Davey Marvel vs. Bladeshadow (Credit: Latino)
The crowd appears to be excited about the upcoming match, after witnessing the two men having a war of words earlier in the night. Phillip makes his way into the ring.
Phillip: Coming to the ring member of New Breed…..Davey…Marvel!
”More Human than Human (NIN Remix)” by White Zombie starts playing throughout the arena as Davey comes out from the backstage. He is immediately welcomed by a range of boos and one section whom are determined to make their selves different by yelling “You’re the greatest!” Fans around nearby quickly verbally abuse him and then return to Marvel. He has now entered the ring posing to the crowd towering above them more so now standing in the ring.
Phillip: And his opponent….Bladeshadow!
Rob Zombie's “Dragula” starts playing throughout the arena as Blade stands at the beginning of the entrance way. He looks side to side as the fans obviously give him a more unanimous amount of heat than they tried to give to Marvel. He walks down the entranceway staring down his opponent never taking his eyes off of him.
The bell rings.
The match starts off to a quick as Blade kicks Davey in the gut. He Irish whips Marvel to the ropes and follows Davey clotheslining him to the outside. Blade rolls under the ropes and goes to pick up his opponent. Davey strikes him in the face once and then a second time. He stands up takes a few steps back and then runs in with a boot the face of Blade. A surprising pop from the crowd erupts as the former World Champion is knocked down on the mat. Davey climbs to the apron. He measures how far off Blade is and dives off with a roaring elbow drop. The referee has now just counted to Five but it seems like no one is interested in leaving the outside area. Marvel gets up quickly and brings his opponent along with him. He rolls in and out of the ring to break up the count and goes for a clothesline. Blade ducks quickly and gives his opponent a European Uppercut. He takes a step and comes in full force with another one. The fans now are getting restless angry over what is happening. Blade Irish whips his opponent into the ring steps causing a loud crash to be heard throughout the arena. He rolls back into the ring and then back outside once more. Davey is pushed back inside the ring and Blade quickly goes for the pin One…Two..-kickout by Davey. The fans give out an even louder pop than before and Blade himself can’t believe it. A fan in the front row yells out “Tonight is no squash match!” Blade pays the fan no attention as he stands up Marvel and rushes him headfirst into a nearby turnbuckle. He then positions Marvel on the top turnbuckle. Blade strikes his opponent across the face a couple times as he makes his way up top. He goes for a superplex but Marvel blocks it. The to giants punch each other back and forth. Both men teeter from towards and away from the ring. Davey finally takes his balance and gives Blade a chest chop and another and another as the fans start cheering louder and louder with each chop that passes. Blade finally falls back with a loud thud echoing throughout the arena. Marvel looks around to all the fans as they are on their feet. He jumps off with a big splash but Blade puts up his knees countering the devasting move. A groan of despair is heard by the fans as they watch Blade slowly get up. He stands over his opponent and laughs surprisingly to everyone. Blade picks Marvel up putting him on his shoulders in position for the Lights of Orion. He throws him over his shoulder but Davey breaks out landing on his feet face to face to Blade. Marvel instinctively grabs Blade and pulls off a stunning T-Bone Suplex. He goes for the cover One…Two…Thr-kickout by Blade at the last second.
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Post by Wyvern on Jan 6, 2005 12:38:01 GMT -5
Davey quickly locks on the Texas Cloverleaf applying as much pressure as he can. The fans in attendance are now at an all time high cheering more and more. Blade is on the mat screaming in pain but still at the same time showing no chance of tapping out. He lifts himself from the mat and finally breaks free as another groan is heard from the fans. Blade, exhausted from the submission quickly rolls to the outside. While the ref turns to Marvel Blade searches for a chair and quickly grabs it. He slides it into the ring and slides back in. He runs towards Davey, past the referee, and gives him a running DDT. Blade determined not to leave it at that climbs the turnbuckle and pulls off a version of his Thor’s Hammer striking Davey in the face with his heel. He goes for the pin again One…Two…T-kickout by Davey! Kickout by Davey! The fans are now chanting his name “Marvel! Marvel! Marvel!” Blade stands up and can’t believe what is going on. He looks at the chair laying on the apron of the ring. He walks over and picks it up. The ref tries to stop Blade but there is no stopping him. He raises the chair up and goes to strike his opponent across the back but Marvel quickly performs a kick to gut. He does a second causing Blade to drop the chair and go down to one knee. Davey slides underneath the ropes positioning himself across from Blade. He springboards off the ropes and perfectly pulls off the Midnight. He goes for the cover One…Two…Thr- kickout again by Bladeshadow. Davey can’t believe as he this time argues with the ref still in utter disbelief. Blade meanwhile grabs the chair once more. Davey stops arguing with the ref and runs up the turnbuckle. Still thinking Blade is on his back, Davey jumps off with another roaring elbow drop. Blade quickly swings the chair striking Marvel across the face causing his to flip back and smack the back of his head against the mat. The ref quickly calls for the bell but it doesn’t stop there.
Philip: Here is your winner as a result of disqualification….Davey Marvel!
Blade continues to wail his opponent with the chair over and over again. ACW officials come storming from the back but they can’t see to stop him. The ref tries to take the chair away but he is quickly welcomed to a chairshot to the face. Blade turns towards an official and gives one a boot to the face and another a strike to the face. The officials quickly leave the ring for their own safety. Blade gives Davey a swift kick to the gut. He throws the chair on top of Marvel and then rolls out of the ring. He walks down the ramp leaving the ACW officials to rush back inside the ring to help Davey up.
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Post by Wyvern on Jan 6, 2005 12:38:26 GMT -5
Segment: Let the Rain Fall (Credit: TNT)
Camera slowly fades into a dark place, seems like the outside of the ACW arena....and a figure is standing by a bench...., he’s wearing a hoodie, and sunglasses, with his gear on...
TNT: Victor....Victor.....Victor....Last Month, December, Two-thousand Four, at Winter Discontent...you beat me, and retain the International title, in that Chair Symphony match. I give it to you there....Tonight, I get a shot at you again, but this is not for the international title, this is for the Number 1 Contendership for the ACW World Heavyweight Title. I...I look back, on whether which one is more important...Winning this match, or Crippling The Latino Heat...everyone has known and Loved!
Crowd boos extremely loud at TNT.
TNT, looks up and a water droplet, falls on his shades, and he smirks.
TNT: I've been here before....rain...Falling on you, as hard as it wants...and maybe, there should be a re-match....how about Ragnarok?
The rain drops even harder, and thunder claps, TNT is almost completely soaked.
TNT: Ya know, i wonder, if you're man enough....i mean c'mon, its quite sad, that you've overcome so many things, but, you've run into a stop, an obstacle that’s so big!!!!! That’s so Incredible.....That’s the “Real Fucking Deal”, and you're gonna break down.....you're weak Victor, You've always been weak....I know, these, people know it, and even.....AK, knows it. Face the facts!!!! Latino is NOTHING.....TNT is the future of this business. Entertainment Champion, Lightweight Champion, and future....International Champion....That belt is just made for being around my waist.....believe, I've been here before....two choices to make junior, are you?? Ese?
Fade Out.
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Post by Wyvern on Jan 6, 2005 12:39:05 GMT -5
Match 7: Hunter vs. Daredevil - Hardcore Payphone Match (Credit: Hunter, Daredevil)
The arena becomes very excited in the anticipation of this next match. Philip grabs a microphone and shows us all why he is paid every week.
Philip: Ladies and Gentlemen, this next match is a Hardcore Payphone Match! The rules are simple: no disqualifications, no countout, falls count anywhere, and the only weapons available at ringside are many discarded payphones. Even teh steel chairs have been removed from ringside in preparation for this match. We also ask Hunter and Daredevil to please not break the payphones, because we went through hell to get them. Anyway, please welcome, from Rochester, NY, he is half of the Tag Team Champions, Hunter!
"Thunderstruck" hits the speakers as Hunter walks out into the arena with his Tag Team Title around his waist. His partner in mischief is nowhere to be found, suddenly making this match more fair for Daredevil.
Philip: And his opponent, from Cardiff, Wales, Daredevil!
”Take A Look Around” by Limp Bizkit hits as Daredevil walks out into the arena, also not accompanied by his tag team partner. This match will be a fair one and promises to be a good one. Daredevil gets into the ring and stares at Hunter.
Bell rings.
DD and Hunter lock up in the center of the ring, then both quickly fall down onto the mat, unable to get the upper hand on his opponent. They get up and look at each other again. This match could be harder than it seems. Hunter charges DD, but DD moves out of the way and Hunter crashes into the turnbuckle. On his way back from impact, DD catches Hunter and hits him with a neckbreaker. DD goes for the quick cover, but Hunter kicks out before the ref even has a chance to count one. The two men exchange punches, ending with Hunter quickly clotheslining DD to the mat. Hunter uses this distraction and quickly runs out of the ring. He looks at the many payphones scattered around the outside of the ring. He quickly picks one up and finds it lighter that it appears at first glance. He turns around, but a recovered DD quickly baseball slides the payphone right into Hunter's face. DD tries to pin Hunter, but Hunter again quickly kicks out. DD picks up a payphone and throws it at Hunter, but Hunter catches it and throws it back at DD, hitting him right in the face.
Hunter: I pity the fool who throws inanimate objects at another.
Hunter runs at DD, jumps off of one of the phones lying on the ground, and then hits DD with a dropkick. Hunter goes for the cover: 1...2...NO! DD kicks out before the ref can get the three count. Hunter picks up DD and puts him on his shoulder. DD slides off and grabs Hunter's head and quickly smashes it into one of the payphones that is standing straight up.
DD: 10-10-220, bitch...
Hunter falls down from the impact. DD doesn't go for a cover and instead walks away from him and finds another payphone. He sets it up, and then goes back to Hunter. He takes Hunter over to the phone and tries to smash his face into it again, but Hunter stops himself and pokes DD in the eye.
Hunter: 1-800-C-A-L-L-A-T-T!
Hunter picks up the receiver and hits DD in the head with it.
Hunter: Free for you, cheap for them...
He then proceeds to choke DD with the cord. DD grabs the receiver and smashes it as hard as he can into Hunter's head. Hunter stumbles backwards, DD grabs him for the Stunt Bomb, but Hunter elbows DD in the head and quickly reverses it into the Sphere of Death. Hunter then slowly walks to the other side of the arena and picks up one phone, then smashes it against another. Hundred of quarters fall out, and Hunter grabs two handfuls of the quarters. Meanwhile, DD has recovered and has slid back into the ring and set himself up on the top turnbuckle. He leaps off just as Hunter turns around and hits him with a crossbody. DD goes for the cover: 1...2...th...NO! Hunter kicks out at the last moment.
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Post by Wyvern on Jan 6, 2005 12:39:32 GMT -5
DD punches the ground in frustration, but keeps his cool and picks Hunter up. He Irish Whips Hunter to the ropes, but Hunter manages to jump over the ropes and retreat on the outside of the ring. He stops to catch his breath, but looks up, only to see DD flying through the ropes at him. He lands on Hunter, and picks himself up. He then uses Hunter's head repeatedly as a battering ram, smashing up the nearest payphone. DD then stops, and thinks for a second. He picks up the phone and walks towards Hunter.
DD: I pity the fool, who don't call 1-800-HUNTER'S GETTING HIS ASS KICKED!!!
DD receives a huge pop from the crowd, and ties Hunter's feet with the phone cord to the ringpost. DD then gets into the ring, and brings Hunter with him. DD places Hunter in the turnbuckle where his feet are tied up to, and waits in the opposite corner. Hunter comes through, and sees that DD has turned his back. Hunter sees an opportunity and runs at Daredevil, only to trip himself up and land face first in the middle of the ring. The crowd bursts into laughter, and Daredevil can't contain himself. He laughs at Hunter, who's embarrassed and pissed off at the same time.
Hunter: Yeah. You think that's funny? Well watch this.
Hunter untangles himself, and picks up the phone. DD turns around, and Hunter lassos the phone before throwing it at DD. It hits him right in his manhood, and DD falls over, crouched down, holding his 'area'. The crowd are of mixed emotions. Some laugh, some boo Hunter, as he picks DD up. He goes for a suplex, but DD resists and hits the Final Cut! He goes for the pin: 1...2...thr-no! Again Hunter manages to kick out right at the final moment.
DD begins to punch Hunter out of desperation, but after only two punches Hunter grabs a handful of quarters and throws them at DD. He picks up more and more and continues throwing them. DD may not be able to see that well, but when his hand falls onto the obvious shape of a payphone, he picks it up and hurls it at Hunter. The quarters stop flying at DD, and DD sees Hunter knocked out on the arena floor. DD goes up to Hunter and tries to pick him up, but Hunter hits him with a low blow with a phone receiver. Hunter smiles and puts DD face up onto a phone. Hunter slides back into the ring and gets up onto the top rope. He leaps off and executes the Hunting Elbow onto DD. He goes for the cover: 1...2...3! Hunter wins the first ever Hardcore Payphone Match!
Philip: Here is your winner by pinfall, Hunter!
Hunter celebrates outside of the ring, but it is quickly shortlived as he notices DD not moving below him. He quickly slides DD into the ring and gets in himself. He then signals towards the backstage area, and Cage shortly runs out. Hunter and Cage smile as they begin to beat DD. In all of his sociopathic carnage, Hunter fails to see the unmistakable form of Surion run into the ring and quickly execute the Hand of Albion on Cage. Hunter turns at the last moment and gets hit with the Echo Driver. Surion checks on his partner, but the quick recovery of Cage doesn't give him much time to do that. Cage picks up Surion and hits him with the Rage. Cage picks up Hunter and the two of them slowly walk to the top of the ramp. By this time, they both have their Tag Team Titles with them and they hold them up for all to see. Surion and Daredevil slowly get up and see H&C walk backstage.
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Post by Wyvern on Jan 6, 2005 12:40:03 GMT -5
Segment: “Daisy” Fallout Promo (Credit: Wyvern)
A video segment is shown over the Titan Tron. The segment is in black and white, and it shows a little girl in a field picking at a daisy. She is counting the petals on the daisy as she discards them. As she gets to ten, an ominous voice, one that sounds like a radio control operator of some sort, counts down from ten as the little looks on, petrified. The man counts down to ten, and a clip of an atomic bomb exploding is shown. A voice can be heard in the background.
These are the stakes at which…<br> An audible sound complements the change of the segment. Now there is a video montage of ACW wrestlers fighting in the ring.
…legends are born, and history is made. This Saturday, a brand new Fallout format will revolutionize the ACW like never before seen….on a Fallout show that didn’t fall on a day of a Pay-Per-View. Witness the rise of the ACW opener roster, and watch as the action unfolds in true ACW Fallout fashion! Who can possibly undertake the challenge of operating such an event? That question will be answered this Saturday, so tune in and mark out!
The ACW Saturday Night Fallout logo is shown in front of a black screen as the segment fades from the Titan Tron, leaving the crowd in awe.
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Post by Wyvern on Jan 6, 2005 12:40:43 GMT -5
Match 8: Latino vs. TNT - World Title Tourney Match (Credit: Wyvern)
The fans have been treated to a very good Meltdown so far, and tonight’s remaining two matches don’t look to disappoint. An anxiously awaited match, the crowd erupts as soon as Phillip enters the ring to kick off the latest match in the ACW World Title Tournament.
Phillip: The following match is scheduled for one fall, and is a part of the Tournament for the ACW World Championship. Introducing first, hailing from New York, New York, Latino!
”Lowrider” hits to a mixed reaction from the crowd, seeing as both contestants are playing the role of the bad guy, the fans cheer based on their favorite of the two. Latino emerges from the entranceway, surprisingly sober as the eye can tell, seemingly very focused coming into this match. He enters the ring, and takes off his International Title belt and hands it to the referee for safekeeping, as he awaits his opponent.
Phillip: And the other contestant, hailing from Chicago, Illinois, TNT!
”Away” by Mercy Drive hits to yet another mixed reaction from the crowd, as the boisterous and cocky TNT emerges from the crowd. Riding off the comments he made towards Latino in his promo earlier tonight, he is looking to make good on his promise heading into this match. He enters the ring, and shows off to the crowd, exuding a very arrogant air about him, and he walks up to Latino and taunts him, trying to antagonize him.
The bell rings.
Latino and TNT engage in a war of words in mid-ring, with each man saying things about the other that would get ACW canned by the FCC if their dialogue was recorded. TNT seemingly strikes a nerve of Latino’s with a comment, to which Latino strikes back with not a word, but rather a quick hook to TNT’s jaw. TNT shrugs it off, and the two men start to brawl like their intent is to kill the other, which that appears to be the case. Latino manages to get the upper-hand in the brawl, as he hooks his leg behind TNT during the fist fight, and shoves TNT, tripping him. He takes TNT’s legs and puts him into a Boston crab. TNT is shown visibly laughing at Latino’s effort, as he builds up the energy to flip Latino over, breaking the hold. TNT waits for Latino to get back up, and greets him with a quick clothesline. Latino gets up again, once again met with a clothesline. TNT starts antagonizing Latino to get up again. Latino complies, however this time when TNT runs at Latino for a clothesline, Latino ducks it, but when he turns to capitalize on the dodge, TNT meets him first with a kick to the midsection, expecting the counter. TNT utilizes the hunched over Latino as he pulls him into a gutwrench that he turns into a neckbreaker. Latino is down, however, TNT refuses to pin him just yet. The crowd boos at TNT’s arrogant demeanor, seeing how he could end the match now and not inflict further harm on Latino. However, the cries go unheard by TNT, as he puts Latino into a sharpshooter in the middle of the ring.
Latino is slowly coming to, and the alarming amount of pain from the sharpshooter awakens his senses, but he appears to be locked in very well by TNT. The crowd decides to cut the “original bad guy” a break for now, and chants “Latino”, in hopes to not have a squash on their hands tonight with this caliber of a match. Latino takes their support to heart, and uses the adrenaline rush to walk on his hands to grab the rope, pulling TNT along with him. The ref starts to count to five, as TNT will not break the hold. However, a fraction before the five count, TNT releases the hold reluctantly, and delays his assault on Latino to taunt to the crowd, drawing a large amount of heat from the sellout crowd. Latino manages to rise to his feet quicker than TNT had expected, as he hits a bulldog to the surprise of TNT. Latino doesn’t waste time with the chance he’s got, stomping like a fiend on TNT’s upper back, weakening him to help out the Last Night’s Hangover when he decides to utilize it. After a while of stomping, he picks up a groggy TNT, and delivers not one, not two, but three suplexes in an uninterrupted flow, to the delight of the crowd. Latino is riding on a wave of energy right now, and picks up TNT, and kicks him in the gut, and puts him in the powerbomb position. He stops for a second to give a cocky smirk, and then lifts TNT up, but once TNT is up in the powerbomb, Latino pumps once more, to slide TNT into a Razor’s Edge set-up. Latino pushes to deliver it, but at the last moment, TNT manages to push off of Latino’s back upon release, and backflips, landing right in the face of Latino. Latino shrugs, and kicks him in the gut and delivers it again, to the roar of the crowd. Latino climbs the top-rope and goes for the frog splash, but TNT manages to roll away in the nick of time, with what energy he has left.
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Post by Wyvern on Jan 6, 2005 12:41:06 GMT -5
Both men are down, although both are conscious, neither man seems to be able to get up from the beating each man has placed on the other. The ref starts going for a ten count, but he can barely get to five before both men start to rise again. TNT gets a little edge on Latino with getting up, and he uses it to his advantage, as he runs and superkicks Latino back down to the canvas. TNT struts over to the fallen Latino and proceeds to talk more trash towards Latino. He picks up Latino, who tries to lock in a Switchblade Cut, but TNT manages to stop Latino’s progress, and nails him with an RKO! He cockily covers Latino for the pin. 1…..2….and Latino barely manages to kick out, to the frustration of TNT. TNT begins to argue with the ref as Latino slowly gets up, holding his head as he staggers up. TNT continues to argue with the ref, expecting Latino is down for the count. However, his arrogance gets the best of him again, as Latino grasps him from behind and delivers a Russian legsweep with all of his might. He then gets up and proceeds to climb the ropes again, and this time, successfully connects with the frog splash, as he covers TNT. 1….kick out by TNT, and Latino is dismayed but not disheartened by the kick-out, as he picks TNT back up and powerslams him back down to the canvas. Latino tries to lock in the Texas cloverleaf, but TNT nails him in the groin with a quick kick, Latino buckles from the low blow. TNT gets up slowly, but the whole time getting up, he has a face of pure elation, exuding a feeling he has this match wrapped up. He proceeds to move over to Latino like a tiger moving in on his prey.
TNT picks up Latino, and lets Latino try to stand on his own two feet, but Latino doesn’t get the luxury for too long, as TNT hits a roundhouse kick straight to the chin of Latino, at which an audible clap of Latino’s jaw can be heard, to the cringing of the crowd, and understandably viewers at home as well. TNT laughs at Latino’s inability to get right back up, and he picks up Latino once again, and hits him with a modified backbreaker. Latino appears to be battered beyond what is required to pin him, but TNT refuses to pin him, to the disapproval of the crowd. TNT picks up Latino again, and nails a belly to belly suplex. Latino is seemingly fading in and out of consciousness, but this doesn’t stop TNT from a merciless beating, as he hits a very well-executed rolling thunder on Latino. He covers Latino nonchalantly for the pin. 1….2….kick out by the Latino one! He pushes TNT off with all of his strength, and climbs to his feet slowly but surely, and TNT throws a superkick his way, which he dodges, and hits one of his own on TNT. Latino starts to try to get the crowd’s approval to beat on TNT, and then he proceeds to pick up TNT and whips him into the ropes. As TNT rebounds, Latino executes a spinebuster. Latino picks up TNT once again, looking to inflict more damage to the arrogant talent, but TNT manages to punch Latino in the midsection, doubling him over. TNT kicks Latino in the face, and Latino collapses once again to the mat. TNT walks up to Latino’s fallen body, and plants one foot on Latino’s chest for a cocky pin. 1….2….3! The bell rings.
Phillip: And here is your winner via pinfall, TNT!
The crowd boos in protest of TNT’s victory. TNT himself is shocked at the turn of events, seeing how he didn’t expect the cocky pin to finish Latino off, but it appears that Latino had completely depleted his reservoir of energy tonight trying to mount a comeback, and was knocked out cold when TNT kicked him in the face. TNT laughs to the crowd, who try to pelt him with their cups of beer, pop, and various other objects. He shrugs off the negative reaction, and picks up the motionless Latino, and delivers an RKO, whipping the crowd into a huge frenzy, starting a chant of “Asshole”, as the EMTs hit the ring to tend the unconscious Latino. “Away” by Mercy Drive hits, but it takes a backseat decibel-wise to the “Asshole” chant permeating the arena. TNT shrugs it off, and strolls cockily to the back as Latino is placed onto a stretcher and carried off.
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Post by Wyvern on Jan 6, 2005 12:41:41 GMT -5
Match 9: Wyvern vs. Alexandra “White Rose” Kaesar (Credit: AK)
The fans’ enthusiasm has been unfailing all night, but they’ve saved their best for last; the atmosphere is electric as Philip steps into the ring to announce the night’s main event.
Philip: The final match this evening is an intergender match, set for one fall…..introducing first, a member of the New Breed - from Tacoma, Washington……..Wyvern!
”Trip Like I do” bursts into life, and the fans respond in kind, as Wyvern becomes visible through the dry ice and purple strobe lights. He’s calm and unhurried in his progress toward the ring, and he nods to Philip as he enters, circling just once to survey the crowd before leaning against one of the turnbuckles.
The dry ice machine keeps doing its thing as the lights dim, and “Her Ghost in the Fog” begins to play…..
Philip: And his opponent, a member of Pain Incorporated, from St Petersburg, Russia, Alexandra Kaesar, the White Rose!
Rose steps out into the dimly illuminated arena; she walks to the ring, swathed in mist and looking more mysterious than ever. No one can know what is going on in her mind, but one thing is certain – as she enters the ring, a deeply intense and fascinating encounter is imminent. Philip leaves the ring, and without any further preamble the ref gives the OK for the match to begin.
Bell Rings.
Wyvern circles slowly and carefully; he’s reviewed enough previous ACW shows to know that he’s facing one of the most formidable superstars in the entire fed. Rose still has a bit of a faraway look, but the chance to exorcise a small portion of her pain by physically inflicting it on someone else is welcome, and she doesn’t hold back long before moving in to tie up with Wyvern. They test one another out, shifting their grip until Wyvern spots an opportunity and unleashes a rapid snap suplex; Rose rolls back to her feet at once and Wyvern barely even sees her foot leave the ground before she kicks him hard in the side of the head with her long and powerful legs. The blow catches Wyvern off balance and he drops sideways to the floor; Rose immediately starts stomping away at any exposed part of him, her eyes flickering with a cold enjoyment. Wyvern rolls into a ball to protect himself – he’s fought enough matches to know that every hit counts – and then rolls himself quickly away, finding his feet and facing Rose down before she can capitalize with a stronger attack. They advance on one another again; Rose is not at all shy of launching into a direct, punching attack, and Wyvern is surprised by the sheer strength which she possesses. However, he’s taken some pretty insane bumps in his career, and the toughness built up over that time serves him well as he endures Rose’s assault. He plants a single, strong blow to the head to break Rose’s rhythm, grasps her arm and whips her to the ropes – Rose accelerates to ramming speed, but Wyvern counters into a glorious spinebuster that makes the crowd cheer spontaneously. Wyvern pins, and Rose kicks with intent just before the 2 count.
Rose is not the kind of person to dismiss any challenger out of hand, and so far Wyvern’s proved himself worthy of that consideration. Now, Rose noticeably steps up her attack; she moves lightly, making Wyvern come to her, but every time he does so she lands a very quick stream of punches and kicks, and the odd DDT, before opening up the gap once more. She’s chipping away at Wyvern’s mental resolve as much as his physical strength – for many minutes the game of cat – and – mouse goes on, and finally Wyvern makes the error she’s waited for and charges her outright while she’s close to the corner. Rose twists and catches Wyvern’s arm, increasing the propulsive force and sending him into the turnbuckle; Wyvern hits hard, and as he staggers backward Rose smiles, and clotheslines him to the mat. She has her turnbuckle figure four locked in in record time; Wyvern’s more than used to enduring pain, but Rose is especially skilled with this move, an old favourite of her fans, and everyone is taking bets on how long Wyvern will last before he has to give in and tap. One minute passes…..a minute and a half….but though Wyvern’s face shows the agony he’s in, he does not cry out – and he most certainly does not give in. The crowd is amazed and inspired; the chant starts slowly, but it quickly swells and grows – “Wy – vern! Wy – Vern! Wy-vern!” Rose herself is indifferent, but the cry rallies Wyvern internally, and with a shout of determination he thrashes and wrenches himself free, forcing Rose to break the hold. Rose does not throw a strop; instead she moves right in and hauls Wyvern up from the mat, but she gets no further as Wyvern springs a surprise of his own – a swift fisherman’s suplex. It’s only enough to briefly stun Rose, but that’s all it’s intended to do, for now Wyvern turns the tables on Rose and the fans roar as he locks in his Deus Ex Machina!
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Post by Wyvern on Jan 6, 2005 12:42:09 GMT -5
The announcers have to yell into their microphones to be heard over the noise all around; Wyvern brings all his accumulated knowledge and strength to bear as he maximizes the pressure of the high – rise sharpshooter on Rose. The camera closes in on Rose’s expression; it is one of agony, but how much is due to her opponent, and how much to her fragile mental state is anyone’s guess. Wyvern’s fans are screaming “Tap!”, but surrender is not a word Rose understands; she can see the rope, not so very far away, and she twists herself trying to reach it. Wyvern tries to hold her in place, but Rose will not be denied, and with a final effort she makes it to the rope. At once, Wyvern releases the hold, and what has been a tense battle of wills suddenly explodes into all – out war. The pair trade huge punches and kicks; Rose gets in a telling blow, springs against the ropes for speed and almost kicks Wyvern’s head off with a running enziguri. Rose pins, and gets just past 2, as Wyvern comes right back on the attack – a few chops precede a mighty jumping crossbody, and then a head – crushing piledriver. Wyvern pins without so much as a second’s delay, and gets 2.5 – the fans are yelling themselves hoarse. Back and forth the battle rages, suplexes and slams of all descriptions are brought out, but after 5 or six pins each still the two are deadlocked; they’ve burnt out their reserves in an inferno of activity, and now the end is near. Rose nails her Mark of the Rose, it’s over, 1…2..th- NO! Wyvern throws up a shoulder, and then shoves Rose back. She swings out for a light – out kick, it’s ducked, Wyvern secures the sleeperhold and takes it directly into a huge Bulldog for the downfall, it’s going to be the biggest upset for months, 1…2…thr- kickout! Half the audience is about ready to pass out from nervous exhaustion…..Rose and Wyvern lock eyes, and the critical point is reached. They drop their shoulders, and charge…….
The collision is spectacular; the crack of heads is audible, and both parties stagger backward. Rose sees Wyvern is dizzy, and she sees the ropes close to her- the fans go nuts as Rose steps through the ropes, and springboards up for a moonsault. Wyvern’s about to be brought to earth permanently, there’s no time for him to get away…..so he doesn’t. He braces himself, and catches Rose; the crowd can’t believe it, but that’s nothing compared to the reaction when Wyvern sets Rose up and executes his “Deliverance” finisher. He half drops, half collapses for the pin, and the ref counts, 1……2…….3. The bell rings, and there’s a brief but telling pause as the crowd takes in what’s just happened. Then….
Philip: Here is your winner…..Wyvern!
The roof is practically blown off by the sound of the capacity crowd; neither Rose nor Wyvern move for several seconds, and as Wyvern picks himself up he’s still internally surprised at his success. The crowd clamour for Wyvern, and he answers them by traversing the ring, corner to corner, and raising his arms to them; tonight, the New Breed have proved beyond a shadow of a doubt that they are ready to take ACW by storm, and by force if necessary. As the furore continues, Rose hears the crowd erupt with cheers at the result of the match. She stares up at the bright lights of ACW arena and then it all clicks in her mind. The roar of the crowd becomes a far off sound and time seems to slow down as she comes to a startling realization. She smiles and slowly gets to her feet. Everything has become as if it is no longer there. Wyvern outstretches his hand in goodwill, but she just brushes it aside and gets out of the ring. She walks to the up the rampway to the backstage area with what feels like an enormous weight lifted off of her shoulders. She walks down the barren hallway towards the ominous black door of the Demon’s pit. The first thing she sees is Yoko leaning back against the door. Yoko looks concerned, but when she sees Rose smiling she looks perturbed. Yoko runs in an effort to make sure Rose is still doing well and then Rose grabs her by the shoulders in an attempt to slow her oncoming charge.
Yoko: I saw the match Rose wha—<br> Rose politely cuts Yoko off.
Rose: Ah, Yoko, it was glorious out there. I have found it……
Yoko raises an eyebrow and looks skeptical.
Rose: Wyvern is exactly what I have been looking for. Whether he knows it or not, he has just been chosen by me. From now on, his pain will be my joy.
Rose releases Yoko from her grasp and then they enter the Demon’s Pit together and for the first time in many weeks, Rose can control her sorrow.
Wyvern sought only to prove his true potential; others will punish laxity with far greater prejudice.
Can Rose recover her lost fire before it’s too late?
Just how far are the New Breed capable of going?
Can Latino manage to retain his International Title at Ragnarok, against the man who beat him tonight?
All will be revealed……..soon.
Fade to Black.
End of Show.
(Note: The ending at the point where Rose goes backstage is credited to Rose.)
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Post by scrawn on Jan 6, 2005 12:44:12 GMT -5
Great show, well put together. I'm glad my match made it in
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Post by Wyvern on Jan 6, 2005 12:48:41 GMT -5
I hope you guys enjoyed the show. I had to post it earlier to get ready for work in time. Apologies to Hunter, as I wrote the Predator/Cage match in his place. I just wanted to make sure the card came out before I had to leave, so I wrote up the match. I hope that no one's segments were left out. *crosses fingers*
Without going on for too long, I want to thank ever single person who contributed segments and wrote matches. This was an endeavor for me, seeing this being my first time assembling one of these shows. If anything is to be taken from this, it's an even greater respect for the people backstage who make this all possible: Ginger, Latino, Rose and definitetly AK, who STILL found time to write two matches. Once again, I hope you all enjoyed the show, and I hope this Saturday's Fallout will not disappointed either.
Thank you all, Wyvern
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