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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 10, 2005 16:49:07 GMT -5
Match 5: The Bob and Amo Show vs G Unit (Opening events credit: Bob / Amo)
On the show’s return from commercials, the shot returns to the main arena where Philip is waiting to introduce the competitors for match 5.
Philip: This is a tag team match, set for one fall. Introducing first, the ACW Tag Team Champions….JonnyG and Gooeygarth, known together as G Unit!
”Defy you” hits and the fans shout and boo as G Unit head to the ring, not really bothered by the heat they’re getting. They flaunt their belts from the 2nd rope and then await the other team in the centre of the ring.
Then “Enter the Toad” starts to play as the lights go black. A spotlight appears on Bob as he head spins right in front of the entrance. The crowd cheers as Bob then continues his head spin. Then the music starts into the rock part as another spot light appears right on Amo doing one of his poses. The Crowd then erupts seeing the duo together. Bob and Amo make there way to the ring while giving hi fives to the fans. When Bob and Amo get to the ring, Amo pulls another pose while Bob does a headstand. The fans are cheering loudly and Bob and Amo are just about to face down G Unit when……
??: Cut the music!
The music then stops as Bob, Amo and G-Unit look to the entrance. Ginger walks out with a big smile on his face. The crowd starts a “You Suck” chant at Ginger.
Ginger: Well, well, well. The Bob and Amo Show face G Unit…it’s about time. You know you guys aren’t the only “crowdpleasers” here, I can do it too. Watch – this match you’re about to have, I have just decided that I will support G Unit’s decision and allow this to be a title match!
There’s a big pop for this.
Ginger:….not that you two clowns stand any chance of winning it, of course.
The crowd boos again. Bob is visibly pissed off.
Bob: You know Ginger, why don’t you shut up and suck on my Bob Stick!
The crowd marks out with Bob’s last comment. Chants of “Bob Stick” start to ring through the arena.
Ginger: See Bob, that’s why you and Amo have never gotten a shot before. You guys are just a gimmick. Both of you aren’t real wrestlers. Sure you give the fans a cheer here and there, but you guys are nothing. Now G-Unit gave you this shot and that’s fine. But in case you’re blind as well as stupid I have a lot of very important things going on tonight. You guys are going to have to cut this short. I’m giving this match a five minute time limit. If it goes to a timeout, G-Unit keeps the titles.
The crowd becomes furious.
Amo: What the hell Ginger? This is whacked. That totally favors G-Unit. I thought you hated G-Unit……
Ginger: Perhaps, but I hate the Bob and Amo Show more.
The fans boo Ginger without reserve, but there’s nothing they can do to change the situation. The ref’s in the ring, and Jonny’s taunting Bob and Amo; with the clock against them the challengers can’t afford to procrastinate and Amo moves forward to meet Jonny as the ref signals for the bell.
Bell Rings.
Amo tries to close the gap on Jonny, but the reigning champ knows that in this particular match all he has to do is last the distance, and so he continually backs away from Amo, drawing jeers from the crowd. Amo looks frustrated, but he stays calm and keeps pursuing Jonny until Jonny makes a big mistake and backs slightly too close to the corner where Bob is waiting. Bob jumps into the ring and hits Jonny from behind; the ref shouts as Bob rolls out of the ring again but the confusion gives Amo the chance he needs to get close to Jonny, and the fans roar as AMo delivers his patented uppercut, bringing Jonny down. He elbow drops into a pin and Jonny’s kickout at two reeks of ruffled feathers; Amo makes a surprisingly early tag to Bob and watches as Bob pulls off his headspin – to – legdrop move, which Amo supplements with a simultaneous second elbow drop. Amo then exits the ring and leaves Bob to make the cover, which gets just past the 2 count. Bob’s already rushing to the ropes as Jonny gets back up; he ricochets back at great speed, however Jonny counters with a big boot and the crowd winces at the extremely painful – looking impact that sends Bob crashing to the canvas. Jonny, sensing an opportunity, picks up Bob and powerbombs him forcefully, making the ring shudder – he pins, and gets a count of 2 for his troubles. Bob’s dizziness gives Jonny a chance to consider his position and he opts to tag out to Gooey; a small clock in one corner of the titantron shows that 2 and a half minutes of the match have already elapsed, and Bob and Amo are going to have to think of something special if they’re to stand any chance of victory.
Gooey, spotting that his team’s halfway along to retaining their titles, doesn’t seem to be in much of a hurry to get to Bob, who’s still lying on the canvas. He lifts Bob up ready for a powerslam, but at this point Bob drops his façade and kicks Gooey hard in the gut, forcing him to let Bob go. Bob backs up just enough to get up speed for the people run and Gooey’s unable to block it; he takes the impact to the face and Bob’s on top of him right away for the pin. 1,2- Gooey kicks strongly, and shows he’s not afraid to take the fight to Bob by hammering him with a string of powerful blows before giving him a taste of the Cheese Dip. The fans shout out in alarm and Bob does well to get his shoulder up just before the 3 count; now Amo is stamping on the apron, rallying the crowd, and Bob digs deep to get out of range of Gooey and make the tag to Amo. Amo storms back into the match; Gooey comes to meet him and is immediately whipped into a corner. Bob reads Amo’s intentions perfectly and he runs in to pull off the Bobert Flip before slipping out of the ring. As Gooey’s in the air, Amo catches him and converts the move into his own spinout powerbomb; he omits the pose in favour of a pin, the crowd leaps to its feet, 1,2,th – Jonny makes the save in the absolute nick of time, and the match threatens to break down completely as Bob also rallies back to his partner’s side, triggering a four man brawl. Amo quickly gets rid of Gooey, back – dropping him over the ropes, and Jonny is equally able to put Bob down with the Jonormous Slam. Amo and Jonny spot one another and this time there’s no hesitation; they clash together and exchange punches, with Amo clearly coming out on top. The crowd screams with excitement as Amo starts the seven punch, and Jonny looks to be about to crumble – One! Two! Three! Four! Five! Six! Se-
The Bell rings a split second before Amo can deliver the final blow, and everything comes to a halt in the ring. The crowd boos in disappointment.
Philip: Ladies and Gentlemen, the time limit for this match has expired. Therefore, still ACW Tag Team Champions…….G Unit!
Jonny smirks as the referee hands him his belt back; Amo stares and then turns away. But not for long – he whirls back around and the crowd goes berserk as Amo finishes the Seven, sending Jonny to the mat. Gooey hurries to his aid, but Bob too has a point to prove and he demonstrates that “the party is over” from the nearest corner, to drop Gooey next to his partner. Leaving G Unit and the titles behind, Bob and Amo leave to a loud ovation.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 10, 2005 16:50:33 GMT -5
Segment: Holding on
The shot changes to one of the backstage corridors; from around a corner comes Ginger, still under a huge amount of stress but clearly now with something additionally on his mind. He walks quickly until he reaches a locker room; it bears the name “Kiley” on a small metal plate.
Ginger knocks. There’s no response. Ginger thinks a moment, then decides to go in anyway.
Ginger (opening the door): Kiley? Are you all right? I didn’t expect you to be here tonight…<br> ?: Where else would she be at a time like this?
Ginger is startled by the male voice; he opens the door fully, to reveal a clearly distraught Kiley being comforted by Mercer Stanton. Elias stands attentively to one side of the room.
Ginger: Oh! Mr. Stanton, I had no idea you were here….
Mercer: I apologise, I should have made you aware that I had arrived… I would have thought that you would have been told by all your security people, though.
Ginger coughs.
Ginger: Ah, yes, well….. Kiley, I saw what happened at the end of the Diva match. I hope you realize that I can’t just ignore this, but I won’t be taking any action immediately.
Kiley: I…I understand. I was only repaying what I owed Carma, I mean I can’t neglect my work…. BK would want me to keep going….
She’s close to tears again; Ginger does not know what he can say. It’s Mercer who speaks, his voice quiet but calm.
Mercer: Now, my dear, we’ve been through this. I’ve seen the measures the Chairman is taking, I have every confidence that this situation will be resolved successfully and quickly. Elias and I will stay with you, so you need not be afraid for yourself… Elias is an excellent bodyguard as my own considerable experience testifies.
He looks at Ginger.
Mercer: Now, I’m sure Ginger will update us as soon as there is any news……
Ginger sees the hint, and takes it.
Ginger: Er, yes. I’ll go and see about that right now.
He lets himself out of the room and the scene fades out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 10, 2005 16:51:19 GMT -5
Segment: The Surion… is GROUNDED (Credit: Surion)
The camera fades to a shot outside what is apparently Surion’s locker room. The camera man reaches out and pushes the door open, and Surion is seen sitting in his favourite chair. He appears to be deep in thought. The camera man slowly walks into the room and Surion finally notices.
Surion: I’m right to assume that this is being projected over the TitanTron?
Cameraman: Yes, sir, it is.
Surion: Good. On Monday, I was beaten in a match against Kross. I know I should have won, I KNOW IT!
Surion slams his fist on the table in front of him. He shakes a little bit then slowly breathes out, calming himself.
Sorry about that, but let’s face the facts. I SHOULD have won. I was up against what? A priest? Come on, it’s completely unfair. He has “holy interefence” as I like to call it. But no matters, next week, when I’m off this… grounding… as people apparently have been calling it, I WILL have my rematch against Kross, and this time I WILL win. I cannot lose to the same man three times in a row, and I refuse to continue my losing streak. I haven’t won a singles match since December 6th of last year! That’s 9 losses in a row. NINE LOSSES! I WILL NOT ALLOW MYSELF TO LOSE 10 IN A ROW!
Surion leaps out of his chair and stalks towards the camera.
And you listen closely Kross, when I get in the ring with you Monday, I WILL beat you. I WILL give you the loss of your life. I WILL Echo Driver your ass to hell!
Surion slaps the camera out of his face and pushes the cameraman out of his room. Before the man can turn around, the sound of the door slamming is audibly heard. The camera focuses in on the door and the scene fades out.
End Segment.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 10, 2005 16:51:52 GMT -5
Segment: Temptation (Credit: Hunter)
As the scene fades in, the crowd sees Jessica Cheng, Jake's slut of a sister, combing her hair in her locker room. She hears the door open and turns around.
Jessica: Oh, it's you. I though it was that dumbass brother of mine.
Hunter walks up to Jessica and smiles.
Hunter: I got the match!
Jessica smiles.
Jessica: Really?
Hunter: Yep, I'm going to finally give Jake what's coming to him.
Jessica: Yeah, he deserves it after calling me a "grade A prostitute." I'm free of charge!
Hunter cocks an eyebrow.
Hunter: Um...okay.
Jessica turns around and begins combing her hair again. Hunter grabs her hips.
Hunter: Well, that's good, because I happen to be broke at the moment.
Jessica puts down her comb and smiles. She turns around and looks at Hunter.
Jessica: How much time is there until your match?
Hunter: Oh, about ten minutes.
Jessica smiles and walks into another room. She sticks her head out.
Jessica: You coming?
Hunter: Give me a sec.
She goes back into the room. Hunter turns towards the camera. The cameraman gets the hint and slowly backs away and closes the door.
Hunter: Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeehhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawwwwwwww!!!!!!
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 10, 2005 16:53:02 GMT -5
Match 6: RDK vs Alicia “Atomic” Kitsune (Credit: Wyvern)
The situation in the crowd for tonight’s penultimate event is nothing short of tense anticipation. No one really wants to speculate on the possible victor in tonight’s match, rather the crowd is chomping at the bit to see the two ACW superstars clash in the ring tonight. A sign sums up the consensus of the crowd: “RDK vs. AK = Who cares who wins, it’ll still be a great match”. The crowd braces itself for action as Phillip enters the ring, ready to get things underway.
Phillip: The next match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, hailing from Yellowknife, Canada, representing the Nation of Awesomation, “Macho Man” R-D-K!
The crowd leaps to its’ feet as “Macho Man” hits the P.A. Very shortly afterwards, RDK appears to a large pop from the crowd. As he makes his way to the ring, the fans wonder about tonight’s matchup. RDK has been through a lot lately, and has recently been upset by Hunter in a total shocker. Can RDK rebound from his recent setbacks and win tonight? Only time will tell, as he enters the ring, ready to go, waiting for his opponent.
Phillip: And his opponent, hailing from London, England, Atomic Kitsune!
The crowd stays on its’ feet as “I’m a Bomb” blares throughout the arena. AK emerges from the entranceway with her unique entrance apparel, looking ready for the challenge of a fight. She makes her way down the ramp, greeting some of the fans that support her and the ACW whole-heartedly. She climbs into the ring, and removes her apparel, and stretches for a brief moment. The referee calls for the bell.
The bell rings.
A staredown between the two talents kicks off the match. It’s obvious neither person is looking to go down without a fight tonight, and judging by their demeanors, neither one is going down anytime soon. AK extends her hand to RDK, and RDK stares at her for a moment, and extends his hand. The crowd cheers in approval of this display of good sportsmanship, and the two take a quick step back, before moving into a grapple. RDK wins the initial grapple, much to the surprise of AK, as he puts her in a side headlock. However, she pushes RDK away, and he runs the ropes, and goes for a clothesline. AK ducks, and tries for a back body drop on the rebound, but RDK gives her a kick instead. He runs the ropes again, looking to hit a clothesline, but AK slides out of the way. The two lock up again, and this time AK gets RDK into an armbar, but it doesn’t last for long, as RDK snapmares AK over his shoulder, and he drops an elbow, but AK rolls out of the way. The two stand back up and stare each other down, to a pop from the crowd, for their ability to dodge each other’s moves in a rather entertaining way. RDK flies into an assault, chopping AK. However, AK doesn’t allow RDK to command the entire onslaught, as she retaliates with chops of her own. Both seem to be somewhat tired out from the chops, but RDK recovers to deliver a suplex. He makes a quick cover. 1…kick out by AK. RDK picks up AK again, and goes for another suplex, but this time, AK shifts her weight in mid-air, and drops RDK with a very-high angle ace crusher. The crowd cheers loudly as AK makes her attempt at a pin. 1…2…kick out by RDK.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 10, 2005 16:53:56 GMT -5
AK gets back up to her feet, and RDK follows suit. AK forces her way up to RDK, and whips him into a corner, and charges him. She runs, and spears RDK into the turnbuckle. She backflips out of the spear, and hits a dropkick as well. RDK staggers toward the nearby ropes, and AK leaps over the ropes, and goes for the Kitsune Kick, but RDK dodges the maneuver! AK looks a bit disappointed by the failed maneuver, but she shrugs it off, and she rushes RDK, attempting a clothesline of her own, and it connects, dropping RDK down to the mat. She goes for a cover. 1…2…another kick out by RDK. AK places RDK in a sitting sleeperhold, looking to soften him up at least to get the three count, perhaps a submission. RDK tries to fight the hold, but it’s locked in with finesse. AK loosens it up for a second, to get a better grip, and that is the window of opportunity RDK needed. He elbows his way out of the hold, and rolls forward. He gets back up to his feet, trying to catch his breath. AK moves over to him, and goes for a reverse Russian leg sweep, but RDK pulls away, and AK slams back down to the mat. RDK runs and drops an elbow, and tries to cover AK quickly. 1…2…kick out by AK. RDK pulls AK back to her feet, and delivers a scoop slam. He picks her up again, and nails a DDT, then quickly ascends the top rope, and nails an elbow drop! He makes another cover on AK. 1…2…it’s not over yet!
RDK pulls AK back up again, and goes for a suplex. However, AK holds her ground, and knees RDK in the midsection, and goes for a powerbomb and connects! The crowd goes wild with the maneuver, and AK takes a short break from RDK to acknowledge the crowd. She then returns to RDK, and picks him back up to his feet, and delivers a nice German suplex. She then climbs the top rope, and signals for the Ground Zero! She leaps off, and no!!! RDK rolls out of the way just in time to avoid being struck by the maneuver! AK gets up, quite sore from missing the 450 splash, and walks right into RDK, who sets her up for the Rock Bottom! However, AK isn’t going down without a fight, as she elbows RDK, and sets up the maneuver herself! She connects, bringing RDK down! She makes the cover. 1…2…NO!!!! RDK HAS KICKED OUT! No one can believe it, especially AK, as she looks on in complete shock at RDK’s tenacity. She pulls him up, and whips him into the ropes, and she runs the ropes herself. As they both rebound, AK throws a clothesline at RDK, and so does RDK. However, RDK’s clothesline hits lower, and it works the way RDK intended, as it stunned AK, and set her up for a Rock Bottom! RDK crashes AK down to the mat, to the delight of the frenzied crowd. The announcers have to shout into their mics to be heard, due to the massive amount of noise from the excited crowd. RDK looks to be exhausted from exerting himself in this match, but he still finds a bit of strength to roll himself over, and cover AK. 1…2…3! The bell rings.
Phillip: And here is your winner, RDK!
Absolute pandemonium is the best way to describe the crowd’s mindset, following a mind-blowing display by the two stars here tonight. RDK celebrates his victory by mounting a turnbuckle, and acknowledging the fans. He whips the crowd into a larger frenzy of cheers, before leaping off the turnbuckle, back down to the mat. He walks over to a staggering AK, who’s just coming to realize she’s lost the match. RDK extends his hand to AK, which AK accepts almost immediately, followed up by a congratulatory hug. The crowd is still cheering and AK makes her exit, leaving RDK to finish up accepting the love of the ACW crowd…..
….but as RDK’s leaving the ring himself, from the back comes a speeding bullet of a figure. It all happens incredibly quickly, and weakened from a tough match RDK can’t protect himself for long from Davey Marvel’s assault. Davey uses a chair to knock RDK down and then beats on him until he stops moving; the fans are screaming with rage, and Marvel takes a mic for the second time as the camera gets a close up.
Davey: I know that my actions just a second ago raise questions. So I will answer them, as well as ask a few of them myself. After my match with Jack Fury at Bloody Valentine, I had a breakthrough of sorts. As I looked up at one point in the Ultimate X match and saw Jack move hand over hand across the rope, I realized just how close I came to losing the power I had worked so hard to achieve. I came to a conclusion that I must never let anyone take either from me. To ensure that no one ever threatens my power I knew that I will have to eliminate anyone who has a link to either the katana, the gauntlets and Bladeshadow himself. Fury is out of the picture so that leaves only a couple more people. RDK is Blade's mentor and a liability to my power which is why I laid that Jabroni out. The next guy on the list is his friend and the man that lured BS away from the power. V-3 I am challenging you to a match for this Monday, I wouldn't blame you for passing on this but I will get you eventually, so you mine as well just accept the match and your fate. Now I move on to Bladeshadow himself; you are basically the meat and potatoes of my whole operation and I will get to you. Whether it is in the ring or at your own house in front of your family, or at the super market while you are buying some Cap n' Crunch. It is all a matter of time before you are all out of the picture and my future of power is cemented for eternity.
Davey smirks into the camera before tossing the mic on to the unconscious RDK and making his way out through the crowd; the fans are stunned by this turn of events, and they can only wonder where all this will lead as the show takes a quick break.
OOC Note: Post match events credit: Davey Marvel
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 10, 2005 16:54:59 GMT -5
Segment: The real problem (Credit: Yoko / AK)
As AK returns from her match with RDK, she passes by the Demon Pit. She notices that the guard placed on the door is not there, and as she glances up the corridor she can see a large man in a suit heading away, probably to get a glass of water or take a comfort break. Making a split – second decision, AK silently pushes on the door – it opens without difficulty, and as she enters she can tell from the stillness of the air that it is indeed empty and has been for some time.
Working methodically, AK scans the main room for signs of any clue to where BK might have been taken. Then, drawing a blank there, she enters Yoko’s own private room. Everything is as it has been when AK’s been in there before, and she’s about ready to give up, feeling that she’s done all that she can in the circumstances. But then, out of the corner of her eye, she spots Yoko's laptop. An idea crosses her mind. She takes the laptop, opens it, and turns it on. She is greeted with the desktop wallpaper of ten Red Power Rangers standing together in formation.
Clearly Yoko isn’t overly worried about security since there are no passwords or other protection measures to impede AK’s search. She scans through the hard drive for anything of use, but only comes across Yoko’s homework assignments and various photos. Photos of her family and friends, photos of ACW entertainers, and a surprising number of BK London.
Amongst these, however, she begins finding photos of forest scenery. Random trees, fields, and trails. None of it seems to be of any use, and AK’s just deciding to close the machine down when, as she closes the images one by one, she sees a structure barely visible on the side of one of the photos.
And she realizes that she knows where the photo was taken.
AK: Of course!
She drops the laptop on to the couch and is at the door in a couple of seconds. As she puts her hand to it, however, she pauses, and shakes her head; more slowly she returns to where the laptop is sitting on the couch and sinks into it herself.
AK: No, no you fool. Get a grip, this is Pain Incorporated. Even supposing you do find them, then what?
AK rests her chin on her hand; she now has an idea of where to look for BK, but absolutely no clue as to how she can get to him without putting both of them in great danger. As she’s trying to think, the laptop makes a brief pinging sound, and AK’s eyes flit to the screen…and stay there.
AK: Hmm….. incoming email?
Without really knowing why, AK clicks on the icon. She reads the message, which is just a piece of spam, but then she sees that there are many unread messages waiting in Yoko’s inbox. It seems that Yoko hasn’t read her email for several weeks….. but as AK looks closer she realizes that it’s only a certain type of email that Yoko hasn’t opened.
Led by some deep – seated instinct, AK opens the oldest of the unread messages. Then another, and another…. and as she reads them, her expression becomes more and more filled with sadness. Having read the messages, however, she begins to look more determined, and quickly prints off a few pages before shutting the machine down.
Tucking the pages into her pocket, AK lets herself out of the Demon Pit. The guard is understandably surprised to see her as he returns to his post.
Guard: Hey! How did you get into –
AK: Never mind that. Go straight to Chairman Gingerdude’s office and tell him to have a team of medics and security on standby at the back entrance to the parking lot, the one that faces the woods.
Guard: On standby? For what?
AK: When it happens, they’ll know.
She walks away quickly without another word, heading for that same exit, and the scene fades out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 10, 2005 16:55:44 GMT -5
Match 7: Hunter vs Wyvern – ACW Lightweight Title Match
The final match of the evening is one which deserves to top off the card; opinion is split between the fans as to which of the two competitors will come out on top, and they continue to debate amongst themselves even as Philip enters the ring.
Philip: Our main event tonight is a singles match, for the ACW Lightweight Championship! Presenting first, from Tacoma Washington…the leader of the New Breed and ACW Entertainment Champion, Wyvern!
There’s a mighty wave of sound as “Trip Like I Do” hits, and Wyvern walks out with a purposeful and determined step. He cuts through the mist of his entrance and proceeds swiftly to the ring, choosing to acknowledge the fans from the turnbuckles before handing over his belt for safekeeping.
Then, “Thunderstruck” hits, and the cheering turns to boos as Hunter emerges into the arena.
Philip: And his opponent, a member of the Senatorial Stable and defending Lightweight Champion, Hunter!
The champion keeps his eyes on Wyvern all the way to the ring; he enters and goes toe to toe with Wyvern causing the fans to hush a little. They stare each other down until the ref breaks it up to retrieve Hunter’s belt; he holds it up, and both Hunter and Wyvern are on edge looking for any attack from other rival stable members. There’s no such interference, however, and deciding that it’s down to them Hunter and Wyvern start to move closer and the fans cheer as they see the referee give the all clear for the match.
Bell Rings.
The two men move close enough for a grapple, but Hunter has a different idea – he whips Wyvern to the ropes and armdrags him on the rebound. Wyvern though has a surprise of his own – as he falls he grabs on to Hunter and rolls him over with him, into a shoulder pin! The ref responds quickly and Wyvern gets a full 2 count before Hunter busts out, surprised and put out by the audacious move. The pair close again and tie up, collar to elbow; it’s stalemate for a few moments, then Hunter off balances Wyvern with a kick to the gut and delivers a neat suplex. The impact slows Wyvern enough for Hunter to nip over to the nearby corner and use his Hunting Elbow; it drops him into a great pin position and Hunter gets one back with a two count of his own. Upon kicking out Wyvern stands back up; he and Hunter circle, and Hunter gives Wyvern some trash talk which just makes Wyvern shake his head with amusement. Tiring of Hunter’s lip, Wyvern lays down a few chops and a blow to the side of Hunter’s head that makes him stagger sideways; Wyvern promptly clotheslines Hunter to the outside and the fans cheer and taunt Hunter as he gets back up. Hunter seethes inwardly, and with a burst of energy he jmps back up to the apron and leaps straight into a springboard crossbody which catches Wyvern out and connects meatily, sending both men to the mat. Hunter rolls up first and his stance warns everyone except Wyvern what’s coming; Hunter charges and spears his foe with extreme prejudice, pressing his shoulders to the mat as hard as he can. For a minute it looks like Hunter might just steal the victory, but Wyvern kicks hard at 2.5 and the fans shout his name as Wyvern gets back up and gestures to Hunter that he’s ready for more.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 10, 2005 16:57:18 GMT -5
Hunter is more than happy to oblige his rival; he runs forward aiming for a stiff clothesline, which Wyvern counters into a backbody drop. Hunter, however, has been in this situation plenty of times and he balances his weight perfectly so that he lands on his feet in a crouch just behind Wyvern. Hunter slashes with an extended leg and chops out Wyvern’s feet from under him; Wyvern instinctively rolls on to his hands and knees, and Hunter leaps in to apply the Bear Trap. The fans implore Wyvern to hold firm, but Hunter’s not making this easy – he applies an enormous amount of pressure and Wyvern’s hand wavers perilously. Instead of tapping, however, he inches the couple of feet to the ropes and Hunter has to break the hold after the 5 count; frustrated he immediately starts kicking at Wyvern, who bails out to the outside rather than take the damage. Hunter responds by going for a plancha from the top rope, but Wyvern kips up and uses all his strength to connect a spinning hell kick to Hunter’s chest on the way down. Hunter just barely misses cracking the back of his head on the apron, and the fans at the front are riveted as the two men exchange mighty punches directly before them. Wyvern gets in a cracker and Hunter reels backward; without pausing Wyvern throws Hunter into the side of one of the announce tables and traps him against it as he lights repeatedly into him with kicks to the chest and lower body. In desperation Hunter counters with a palm strike and a suplex that drops Wyvern on to the announce desk itself – it isn’t hard enough to collapse it but Wyvern is clearly in pain as he pulls himself back up. Hunter is back in the ring and with the count at eight he tries to prevent Wyvern from making it back; Wyvern will not lose in such a manner, however, and he makes it in the nick of time. The crowd cheers its socks off and the noise continues to rise as the pair face off once again…..
If either man was holding anything in reserve, they deploy it now; the match steps up several gears and both men hit a succession of powerful moves, looking for that elusive 3 count. Wyvern almost has it at one point, getting Hunter into the Deus Ex Machina; he can’t quite lock it, however, and Hunter struggles out in the nick of time. This is swiftly followed by a Twist of Fate from the defending champ; a lesser man would falter, but Wyvern’s great resilience allows him to get an arm skyward and Hunter feels his energy falling and his frustration rising. Hunter’s next powerbomb is mighty but it still isn’t enough and now he seems to be trading accuracy for power; he attempts the Dynamite but Wyvern backflips in reaction to the initial kick, striking Hunter in the face to stop the move. Hunter is dazed and takes a moment or so to stand up; as soon as he does so Wyvern delivers a jumping kick to the head and then collects Hunter for his double underhook piledriver. The ring and most of the floor seating vibrates and Wyvern covers, 1,2,th – Hunter’s arm goes up and Wyvern breathes out heavily, weariness now starting to show. Both men are tiring and now they’re both searching for the chance to administer their finishers; they trade mighty strikes, but their awareness of each other’s style means that clear opportunities are extremely thin on the ground. Finally Wyvern makes a decision; he counters a second spear attempt from Hunter with a clothesline, and heads to the corner; he climbs up and the fans go nuts, realizing that they’re about to see a rare aerial move from Wyvern. Hunter is staggering to his feet and Wyvern makes his move – the flight is beautiful and the hurracanrana connects, but – no! Hunter counters at the death into a sitout powerbomb, and both men lie on the canvas, exhausted. Hunter rolls over and drapes an arm, 1,2,thr – Wyvern weakly kicks, and the fans are up on their feet again. Wyvern drags himself up….but Hunter’s been that little bit faster, and with his last vestiges of energy he manages to nail the Dynamite before Wyvern can counter it. Hunter lays an arm over Wyvern, and this time the Entertainment champion just does not have enough left to beat the 1,2,3.
Philip: Here is your winner and still ACW Lightweight Champion, Hunter!
Although exhausted, Hunter grabs his belt and is out of the ring like a shot; he waits until he’s on the ramp to celebrate. Wyvern gets up, disappointment obvious, but he catches Hunter’s eye and gives him a small but significant nod to acknowledge the clean win. Hunter returns it before turning and heading off to celebrate; as Wyvern also leaves the fans pop for him, and he holds up his own title belt in recognition of them as he makes his way to the back.
A few fans are thinking about locating their coats but the rest stay still, waiting. After a minute or so their premonitions are confirmed as the arena darkens; the titantron is also dark, but very gradually a few points of light start to appear.
No one knows exactly what they are about to witness, save that it will be extraordinary…..
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 10, 2005 16:58:50 GMT -5
Closing segment: Of Vengeance and Justice (Credit: Yoko / AK)
At first, BK London has only his hearing with which to try and make sense of the nightmare he’s trapped in; as he slowly begins to regain full consciousness there is the sound of rustling leaves, and a low wind that sends shivers through his whole body. This triggers off the next wave of sensation – dull aches in all his limbs, and back, and a sharper thud in his head. Like little electric shocks BK sees in his mind very vague images, and he recalls many half – awake periods when someone, or something, has been beating on him methodically and absolutely without emotion. Traveling backward in time in his mind, it’s impossible for BK to have any idea of how long he’s been in this state, but finally the fog in his head clears and a single, crystal clear moment is recalled – the impossible smile of a foot – tall furry tormentor, and then the blow to the back of his head from the croquet mallet……..
His eyes snap open, with shock, fear and rage all trying to crowds into his psyche at once. The first thing he sees is Mr. Floppy, sitting on his chest, staring at his face.
Mr. Floppy: Good morning, Sunshine.
Mr. Floppy smiles deviously.
BK tries to move, but he finds that he can’t, he’s unable even to lift an arm off of the floor. More sensations are coming now – the dampness of the leaf litter beneath him as he lies face up on the ground, the chill of the night air… yes, it’s night time and a dark sky that he sees above. He’s still in his wrestling attire and the cold makes him shudder; layered on top of this is hunger and more than this, a raging thirst. He turns his head to either side, and sees some clumps of candles, which are lighting the scene with an eerie glow and seem to be positioned in a circle about 10 feet in diameter.
As he tries to make sense of everything Yoko watches him impassively, just out of BK’s line of sight.
Yoko: So he's finally awake. I was starting to think I had hit him too hard that last time.
BK tries to get up again but fails.
Yoko: Don't bother, you're bolted to the ground with croquet hoops at the feet, arms, wrists, thighs, and neck. You're not going anywhere.
BK tries to spot Yoko but cannot. He looks around at his surroundings and notices that silhouetted against the dark sky above are shapes, the shapes of tree branches.
BK: What's going on? Where am I?
Mr. Floppy: Answer the second one first.
Yoko: You ever heard of Cloaker's Woods?
BK: What?
Yoko: Legend has it that according to a particular ACW tale an unkillable spirit lives in the woods outside of the arena. Anyone who ventures into his woods is slaughtered unmercifully.
BK: Outside of the arena?
Yoko: Its name is the Cloaker. Hence the name of the forest, if you ever wondered. Of course it's just a story created by an insane mind, but I felt the purpose would be served well here.
BK: We're just outside the arena?
BK’s becoming more alert and aware of his situation; he’s trying to stay calm, but under the surface he’s seething with barely contained rage.
Yoko: Don't get too eager to leave, I said you're not going anywhere. But since you're going to ask, the arena is probably about a hundred yards in the direction your left foot is pointing.
??: Don't TELL him things like that.
BK: Who's there?
Yoko: Who do you think is here?
BK thinks for just a moment, and realizes Pain Inc is there, not just Yoko. He gets a quick idea.
BK: AK? Please, set me free before they get crazy!
Mr. Floppy: She isn't here. Ridley, Rose, and Yoko are. She couldn't be trusted.
Ridley: Shouldn't you get on with this?
Yoko: Yeah. BK, have you ever seen Misery?
BK: ....What?
Yoko then steps into his view, holding her croquet mallet, and slowly steps toward his feet. BK’s anger is rapidly being joined by a hint of nervousness.
BK: You're kidding. ...Right?
She raises her mallet high into the air, and BK closes his eyes to prepare for the excruciating pain in either of his feet, but he is unprepared as the pain courses through somewhere else, his groin.
His eyes bolt open and he howls in pain.
BK: YYYYYEEAAAAAOOOWWW! YOU LITTLE BITCH!
Yoko ignores BK’s continuing string of obscenities in the background. Yoko: Yeah, I didn't really like Misery. Bad endings ruin good movies.
Rose: That was a good one, I thought that you were going to copy the hobbling scene. Like everyone else tries to do.
Yoko tosses her mallet aside and goes down to her knees at BK's side. She produces a simple sewing needle; though still beyond angry, alarm bells are starting to ring in BK’s head and his shouting has stopped completely.
Yoko: BK, have you ever heard of Albert Fish? I doubt you have, but he was a serial killer in the late 1800s and early 1900s. He was also a cannibal. He kidnapped children, stripped them, killed them, and then ate them. But tonight, I'm going to focus on a different aspect of his life.
BK: Please, just stop this...
The anger’s dead. BK’s voice is quiet, and now genuinely bordering on the fearful.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 10, 2005 17:00:30 GMT -5
Yoko: He was very into self mutilation. For example, he would douse cotton balls in alcohol, insert them into his rectum, and light them on fire. But, my favorite thing was...
She pricks his leg with the needle. BK says nothing; his pupils are dilating as fear floods his body with adrenalin that has nowhere to go.
Yoko: He used to take needles, and insert them into his skin, beyond the point where he could retrieve them. He enjoyed doing this somewhere in the area of the scrotum.
BK: NO! PLE-
She jabs the needle into his hip and pulls it back out, cutting off his plea.
Yoko: Quiet, I wasn't done! Now, I already focused on that area, so I didn't plan to insert anything there. But if you keep struggling, I will. I was thinking somewhere else.
BK barely dares speak at all; his voice is a whisper.
BK: Where...?
She doesn't answer, and instead begins hovering her hand over his body, as if unsure where to put it. She smiles, and then pricks his stomach. She positions the needle directly over his navel.
Yoko: This little spot has always intrigued me. I have always wondered what it would feel like to stick something deep inside of it. Please, share your thoughts on it!
With those words, she plunges her hand down, nailing the needle into BK London's navel. He screams and tries to writhe away from her hand, but she forces the needle in as deep as it can go before letting up. A look of satisfaction on her face, she stands back up and begins to walk out of his sight again.
BK continues to moan, not as loudly as before; sweat pours off of him, and it’s clear that he’s in absolute agony now, and very frightened. The injustice of the whole situation overwhelms him and he can’t stop himself from voicing his inner thoughts.
BK: Why are you doing this you crazy bitch?!
She turns back toward him and in an instant, reaches down, pulls up a clump of dirt and grass, and hurls it at his face. It explodes on contact. The anger leaves her face and she returns to normal, and walks out of his view.
Yoko: Don't call me names, please. You know why I'm doing this.
BK’s desperate expression shows that he has to think before he can latch on to Yoko’s chain of thought. Trying as hard as he can to control himself, he attempts to speak as normally as possible.
BK: The chocolates? It wasn't a big deal, stop acting like you're on your period...Please, take this needle out!
Yoko: I'm acting like I'm on my period, huh?
BK is taken aback by this, and stays silent, not sure what, if anything, to say. As he’s attempting to think, he sees Mr. Floppy cover his eyes for a second.
Ridley: I didn't need to see that.
Yoko steps back into BK's view, and sits on his stomach. He spots a white, thin, cylindrical object in Yoko's hand, with a lot of red towards the end of it closest to him. She dangles it near his nose, and he immediately realizes what it is.
BK: What are you doing?! Agh!
Yoko: You said I was acting like I was on my period. Looks like I am.
BK: You're kid-
The second he opens his mouth, she stuffs the tampon deep into it. BK gags at the sensation and thrashes, hurting himself further on the metal croquet hoops.
Yoko: Mr. Floppy, keep it in there.
Mr. Floppy scoots up onto BK's neck and reaches over to his face and stuffs his paw into his mouth, making sure nothing comes out. BK struggles and groans, but can do nothing except try not to choke himself on the vomit which is constantly rising in his throat. Yoko watches him, and though her expression is nondescript it’s easy to see that she’s enjoying every moment of this. Behind her a few feet away, Ridley and Rose watch silently, as the results of their “tuition” of Yoko unfold.
Yoko: So while you're dealing with that, I think I'll tell you why you're here in the first place. Mostly, it was the chocolates that set me off, you were right. But it was more than that. This has been building up for a while, with every horrible thing you've done to me, and to others. Mr. Floppy gave me the idea when you hurt him. He started to hate you, and said I should do something to you. So we planned this out. I changed my mind when you were giving me the chocolates. But we know how that turned out...and you know, that did make me happy for a moment, before I opened it.
She reaches into her jacket.
Yoko: But now, you have to be punished... Mr. Floppy says so.
She withdraws a small knife from her jacket, and places it over BK's heart. She looks into his eyes as he struggles, desperately but uselessly, to get free. She raises the knife into the air.
Yoko: Close your eyes and count to seven, when you awake, you'll be in heaven.
It’s the very normalcy of her voice which is the most terrifying aspect of the scene; BK still can’t speak, but a single tear that rolls sideways down his face is more than enough to show that he’s now at the very limit of fear, that place which only those whose lives are about to be snuffed out ever reach. His eyes plead for forgiveness, for mercy, but to not avail. It’s almost intoxicating to the assembled group, and Yoko smiles, heady from the power and the thought of vengeance finally delivered…..
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 10, 2005 17:02:52 GMT -5
??: A little higher and to the right.
Yoko does not move, but the voice breaks the spell of the moment. Yoko and the others look in the direction of the sound, but at first they can’t see its owner even though they know exactly who they’re looking for. It’s only when Alicia moves from her position, sitting up on the dark – tiled roof of the little woodsman’s storage hut, that they’re able to get a fix.
Alicia drops nimbly down to the leaf – strewn floor, and approaches until she’s just outside the circle of candles. Her clothing is all black, showing that she must have taken a couple of minutes to lose her standard white attire before leaving the arena. Ridley gives her his usual cold stare of loathing, and Rose also seems uncomfortable with her unbidden appearance.
AK: Yoko, I need to talk to you, right away.
Yoko glares at her.
Yoko: If you’ve come to rescue BK-
AK cuts her off, and her tone is one of annoyance, perhaps even bordering on anger, which surprises everyone.
AK: Oh, come on Yoko, don’t take me for an imbecile. We all know that would be a heroic but ultimately pointless exercise, and besides why would I put myself in that kind of situation for…..him? No, this is about something far more important.
AK takes out the folded papers that she printed off earlier.
AK: I will admit, I originally went into the Demon Pit with the intention of trying to see if you’d left any clue as to where you were keeping your captive, and I found it. But I found something else too.
Yoko sees the papers and becomes angry herself.
Yoko: You’ve been looking at my personal files? How dare you-
AK cuts her off again and starts reading.
AK: “Dear Yoko, how are you? You haven’t emailed me for a week so I’m mailing you instead. Mom and Dad are ok-“<br> Yoko: THAT IS PERSONAL! STOP THIS AT ONCE!
AK: “- but I’m not so good. In fact I was at the hospital for five hours last night.”<br> Yoko’s furious shouting stops dead in its tracks.
Yoko: Wait….Yuki got hurt? When?
AK just continues reading.
AK: “They put my arm in plaster, it was a clean break. I know I should have walked away when Rika started calling you names, I should have kept my cool, but she made me so angry, she insulted our family and I had to do something. I guess I was no match for her and she pushed me down…. but at least I wasn’t a coward.”<br> AK changes pages.
AK: Then, a week or so later, there was this one……”Dear Yoko, I guess you must be really busy as you haven’t been in contact. My arm’s ok, it’s painful but I’m dealing with it. Mom is sad, it was her birthday and you didn’t call…. Are you all right?”<br> Yoko is silent, her face full of competing emotions. AK sifts through the pages in her hands.
AK: There are several messages like that one, all along the same lines. But the only other one I want you to hear is this…..
AK takes a breath before continuing.
AK: “Dear Yoko, I’m sending you this even though I know now that you won’t answer it. I think I understand now why you won’t talk to me any more…. It’s because I’m not strong like you. I tried to do my best, but it’s not good enough.... you have new friends now, and an old one too. I remembered, I was little when Mom took Floppy away and you were upset, but then you started to talk to me instead and I was happy, and felt so lucky to have you, but I guess now you have him back you don’t need to confide in me anymore. Part of me feels angry, and another part is sad, but mostly I still feel what I always have, ever since I was old enough to know you properly. I love you so much, big sister, and all I and mom and dad want is for you to have the life that you want, but the things we’ve seen you do recently, they scare me. Dad won’t talk about it, he says you’re a woman now and it’s your decision how you conduct yourself, but I think he almost blames himself, thinks he did something wrong…. I don’t know what else to write, except that we all think about you every day. I’ll never forget about you, even if you don’t want to remember me….”<br> All is quiet in the clearing; Yoko has lowered her arm so that the knife rests flat across BK’s chest, but she’s still kneeling on top of him. The silence lasts for several moments before AK speaks, softly and with an almost tired, resigned sort of voice.
AK: I didn’t come here tonight to interfere in your business, Yoko; I have never once tried to persuade you or Rose from any course of action you were set upon, even if I personally had reservations. But, if you are going to go through with this, do it with your eyes open. Your old life, the things that were important to you once, will die with BK. Is that what you want?
Yoko has her head bowed; she is torn over how to react.
Yoko: You’re….You’re trying to trick me, it won’t work!
AK: You KNOW that is not true, Yoko.
AK’s tone is freezing over and becoming tinged with frustrated anger again.
AK: I do not want to believe that you have walked so far down this twisted path that you would deliberately torture your family like this, Yoko Satoshi. Yes, you heard me, torture is exactly the word! I may not know exactly why you have chosen to withdraw from them, but they suffer every bit as much as the man whose life you hold in your own hands. Trust me, for I speak from experience; to be rejected by your own bloodline corrodes the soul. The difference is, I have others who care about me, I can accept my situation…. the effects on your family will be infinitely greater and more damaging. But perhaps I’m misinformed… you are here to punish BK for his crimes, yes? So tell me, what crimes have your family committed? Why do you punish them too?
Yoko is starting to shake just a little; the consequences of her actions are starting to sink in.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 10, 2005 17:04:35 GMT -5
Yoko: This isn’t about them! You have no right to poke your nose into my personal life…..
AK: But it IS about them, because if you carry out your plan then their lives will change forever, as will yours. Have you even considered what will happen next if you do this? This is not “enlightenment” however you define it; this is Murder One. Your career as a wrestler will be over, that’s certain. But I’m sure Ridley knows places where you could hide, there’s probably a branch of the Cthulu cult or something somewhere that’ll take you in. And you’ll never have to worry about your family again, because they won’t have a clue what happened to you; you’ll never see them, and they’ll spend the rest of their lives, withering away inside and waiting for a call or a knock at the door that will never come……
Yoko: NO!!!!
Yoko flings the knife away from herself and covers her face, all the emotions that have been buried within her welling up to the surface.
Yoko: I… I didn’t want my family to know what was going on, Mr. Floppy said that it was our secret.
Mr. Floppy has moved off of BK’s head and Yoko holds on to him, tightly. BK is finally able to spit the tampon out and he sucks in air, his chest heaving. AK moves closer, into the circle of light.
AK: Ah yes, Mr. Floppy, the architect. Seeing that tape of Warfare confirmed my suspicions, I simply had no proof of them until now. I knew a scheme like this couldn’t have been instigated by anyone else in Pain Inc.
She glances at Ridley and Rose.
AK: Both of you are way too smart to actually kill someone in a manner that leaves this much evidence. No, this had to be the product of a more…childish mind. Not that it’s the first time you’ve been involved with killing, is it Bigwig?
Floppy stays silent, but glares from over Yoko’s shoulder. Yoko tenses, which shows that she’s listening.
AK: I was way off at first when Yoko mentioned how the pair of you were originally separated… I thought that she’d had something to do with that other girl’s death. But all Yoko probably did was to confide in you that she didn’t like this other girl, perhaps she… wished she would just go away?
Yoko lifts her head up; that phrase seems to have triggered something in her memory. AK fixes Floppy directly with a stare.
AK: So you made her “go away”, didn’t you? I’m sure Yoko told you everything about her life, and that included that this girl could not swim. And this girl knew that Yoko was very attached to you, too…she probably teased her about it something rotten. All you had to do was to get yourself “left out” in the family garden by the pool, where this other girl saw you unattended… and she took the bait and tried to steal you. Which is when you pushed her into the water and watched her die.
Yoko keeps a tight hold on Floppy and looks at the ground. Even if they never discussed the matter, she must have worked out what happened on that night.
Yoko: ……..Friends look after once another.
Floppy looks back at her; it’s absolutely clear that he cares very much for her…. even too much.
Floppy: Yes. I would never let anyone make you sad, Yoko. I’m your best friend.
AK: Is that true though, Floppy? A real friend thinks about how others feel, and tries to help them – they don’t lead them to do something that will hurt them even more than the person that was unkind. Your affection for Yoko is utterly selfish.
Floppy’s expression twists into one of jealous hate.
Floppy: BE QUIET! What would a pathetic creature like you know of how Yoko feels? I came to her when she was alone, when she needed me!
AK: Wrong. You came because you needed her. Don’t assume that I’m as ignorant as most people about the process of creation…. before Yoko called out for help, you were one of countless billions of possibilities…. things that might exist, but which had no reason to do so. Yoko has given you more than she has ever known, she gave you a purpose. That is what everything that lives desires, isn’t it?
Floppy continues to glare, but he does not deny AK’s statement.
AK: I may not know more than the tiniest fraction about what goes on outside the normal human sphere, but I know that there are many, many different forms of life, from deepest ocean to highest star…. and it’s astonishing how many of these “superior” beings seem to spend a great deal of time meddling in the affairs of humanity, even though they’re at constant pains to tell us how worthless we all are.
AK is still addressing Mr. Floppy, but from her tone it’s apparent that she is making her point to all those gathered, and any other sentience that might be listening in.
AK: Well I for one don’t care to blindly accept that. I think that they’re all just bereft of any other reason to exist, that if they’re not being worshipped or feared or just thought about by people then they cease to have any relevance to the universe at all. Humans are unique; every single one of us, at some time in our lives, makes another person’s life better simply by existing. If we’re lucky, like Yoko and I, we’re able to do that from the moment we’re born… but everyone finds their purpose in the end, and sometimes it’s nothing like what they expected it to be. So if I were you, Floppy, I’d be much more careful from now on. Yoko is the one with the real influence in your relationship; she wished you into existence and she can wish you out of it too.
AK smiles, and then looks over to Yoko once more.
AK: Yoko…. I’ve said all I came to say, except that it’s not too late to heal the wounds you’ve made.
She is referring both to Yoko’s family, and to the situation immediately at hand. BK remains utterly silent, but there’s just the tiniest flicker of hope in his eyes.
AK: If you wish I will leave now, and you can go about your business. Or, if you’d prefer, I will stay here and deal with this, and you can walk away. It is entirely your choice…. and if anyone else has anything to add to help you decide, then now’s the time.
Silence. Even Mr. Floppy is quiet; though Ridley in particular has been on the verge of an eruption of hate for most of the last 10 minutes, he is checkmated and has no words to counter his sister’s reasoning.
Yoko looks at BK and for a moment she is filled with rage, but it fades away. She stands up, and picks up Mr. Floppy.
Yoko: You’re not worth it, BK.
She leaves the knife on the ground and calmly walks out of the circle and into the darkness. Ridley turns and follows her without a word; Rose pauses, and she and AK exchange a glance before she too vanishes into the black. There will almost certainly be words between them, but now is not the time.
Only when she’s sure that they’re gone does AK sink down to her knees and breathe deeply; her hands are shaking quite a lot as she starts to pull out the croquet hoops. Her strength has left her, however, and after freeing BK’s neck and one arm she digs into her pocket and pulls out a small device.
AK: Brace yourself BK, this is probably going to be quite loud.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 10, 2005 17:06:08 GMT -5
There is indeed a loud bang as the distress flare goes off, and the whole area is bathed in red light from above the trees. BK, who has gone into a form of shock from extreme fear, is still unable to talk; but he is able to listen.
The voice he hears is one belonging to a person who has just fought the hardest mental battle of their life. Though her own blood sugar levels are crashing, AK knows that she has one final task which she must complete.
AK: BK, I was once in a situation as you are now…. I had been attacked, mocked, and brought to within an inch of my life. You have a choice, as I did – you can seek revenge for what Yoko has done, perhaps you’ll even get it; but revenge has a terrible tendency to ruin your life as well as your tormentor’s. Before you decide, take a moment and think about what you almost lost tonight…. I guarantee that the next time you kiss your fiancé or your child, the next time you win a match, you will feel it as you never have done… for now that you know real pain, you can understand real pleasure as well.
Through the trees, there are lights shining. Ginger’s team are coming to the rescue, at last. AK kneels on one knee so that BK can see her clearly.
AK: You’re probably wondering, if Yoko hadn’t listened to me, what would I have done?
BK just nods.
AK:……..well, let’s just say that whatever crap you’ve pulled in the fed, I think that you’re worth saving, BK. It’s only your behavior that I hate.
The sounds of shouting can be heard; AK stands up.
AK: You’ll be ok now.
BK tries to lift himself up to see where AK has gone, but she’s out of sight before he can do so. Within about 5 seconds the clearing is alive with people, and BK finds himself surrounded; the remaining restraints are pulled out, and BK is lifted up on to a stretcher.
Ginger rushes into the melee; his relief at seeing BK is incredible, and he pushes security aside to reach him.
Ginger: Oh, thank god! You’re safe….. where did the others go?
BK just shakes his head and closes his eyes.
Ginger: I understand, forget about all that now. Let’s just get you out of here.
The medics lift up the stretcher, and they carry BK away back toward the arena. The clearing becomes silent and still, and after a few moments an oddly strong wind blows out all the candles, bringing the drama at last to an end.
The repercussions of this night are certain to affect ACW for many, many weeks to come… but has BK London learned anything? Is Yoko’s anger gone, or merely stemmed?
The truth will out, as Genocide draws closer.
Fade to Black.
End of show.
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Post by Davey Marvel on Mar 10, 2005 17:06:41 GMT -5
Nice..............
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