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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 31, 2005 15:26:02 GMT -5
Thursday Night Meltdown 31st March 2005
Schedule of Matches: ------------------------------------------------
Davey Marvel vs. Hunter
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Latino vs. FSX
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The Senator vs. Mystery Opponent
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BK London vs. JonnyG
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Daredevil vs. Jake Cheng – ACW Lightweight Title
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Wyvern vs. “Rookie Monster” Danny Richards – ACW Entertainment Title
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Vinnie Dulario vs. Yoko Satoshi – ACW World Title ------------------------------------------------
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 31, 2005 15:32:04 GMT -5
Opening Segment: Disaster Strikes (Credit: Yoko)
Meltdown opens up to a shot of a cheerful throng of ACW’s legendary fans, who are pumped up and ready to see what the implications of the events at Genocide will be. They’re not kept waiting as the titantron comes right to life without delay; the camera fades in on Ginger in his office, who is slumped over in his chair with his head resting on his desk.
Ginger: This is a disaster. What am I going to do?
The camera turns to reveal Mercer Stanton and Elias next to Ginger.
Mercer: I don't really see how it's a disaster, myself.
Ginger raises his head and looks at him.
Ginger: Our world champion is a 17 year old schoolgirl, with homicidal tendencies and a talking bunny doll that's supposed to be dead. At least I can reinstate the rematch clause and let BK try to get the belt back, but the damage may be done.
Mercer: I don't think that would work, I'm afraid to say.
Ginger: ...Why not?
Mercer: You got rid of the rematch clause while BK was the champion. He lost the belt while there was no clause. Reinstating it now does not give him the right to a rematch, as it didn't exist when he lost it. He'll only be able to get a rematch if Yoko willingly gives it to him, and she appears to be pretty satisfied with having defeated him.
Ginger: Augh...It wasn't supposed to turn out like this.
Mercer: I suppose we'll just have to accept it and move on.
Ginger lays his head back down on the desk. The camera catches Mercer Stanton smiling as it fades out.
End Segment.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 31, 2005 15:33:02 GMT -5
Segment: True Champions (Credit: FSX, Hunter, Senator)
The after effects of Genocide still seem to be fresh in everyone's minds as the crowd is littered with signs like "I witnessed the murder of Anthem!" and "Kross, I want to feel your little pope insi--" Either way, the crowd is heard cheering loudly before most cheers turn to boos as "Hail to the Chief" hits and Will Anger walks out alone, stopping on the ramp for Hunter, Senator, and the Capitalists to make individual entrances before "Hail to the Chief" slowly comes to a stop and "Boldly Going Nowhere" hits and the reaction is more mixed as FSX walks out holding the International Title high above his head. Applauds are given from his fellow stable members before they finally all make there way into the ring. Senator grabs a mic and waits for everyone to calm down before talking.
Senator: Ladies and Gentlemen, I would like to now introduce your NEW International Champion, the man who single handedly beat both TNT and the Rookie Monster at the same time...Fallen Souls!
A mixed reaction is still heard, most people glad that TNT lost, but others wishing someone else had won. Fallen seems pleased with the reaction, then takes the mic quickly.
FSX: Thank you, thank you!...Well...I gotta admit that this is the best moment I've ever had in front of an ACW crowd...
Cheers are heard amidst few boos.
FSX: ...Yes....I am so proud to be able to say that I'm better then you...that I was underestimated…and that I PROVED I'm better than TNT will ever be! But I'm not here to brag, oh no...I can do that later...right now...I'm here with the rest of the Senatorial Stable...as a part of the greatest group in the world today.
Boos are heard roaring on, as everyone is grinning with the exception of Will Anger. Fallen stares at the International Title for a moment before handing the mic over to Hunter.
Hunter: He's right, I hope you all know. We are easily the greatest and most dominating stable currently in ACW. Fuck Pain INC, fuck the New Breed, and fuck the Corporate Alliance! We have had three titles in the presence of our members, and there's bound to be more on the way!
The crowd boos a little stronger for Hunter than for FSX.
Hunter: Yes, I'll admit it, I did cheat to become the LW Champion. But I basically got away with it, didn't I? After all, my reign counts! My reign could've gone on even longer if it weren't for that dumbass TNT. Why'd you have to get involved in my business? Well, it doesn't really matter anymore. FSX taught that elusive son-of-a-bitch who's boss, and he'll think twice before fucking with the Senatorial Stable again! But TNT, well, I'm still pissed. So, eventually, I'll get around to kicking your ass. But tonight, I'll take care of that pathetic wannabe, Davey Marvel.
Hunter smiles, then motions to give the mic to Anthony, who points to Kevin, who points to Will. Hunter shrugs and tosses it over to Will, who gets a decidedly negative reaction from the crowd.
Will: Hey! You people out there in the audience don't seem to appreciate what I did at Genocide! I helped FSX beat both Rookie and TNT! I should be getting credit too, and you all know, damn it!
The crowd does not look pleased with Will's words, and Will nods slightly at the reaction, giving the mic to the Senator before rolling out of the ring.
Senator: Well, well, well, Genocide sure turned out nicely for the Senatorial Stable. We truly are living up to our original mission to improve ourselves. FSX gained the International title, the highest title yet for the Stable. Will was instrumental in this match, not turning his back on FSX, but rather aiding him in his victory. Anthony still is the Junior champ, Kevin called the number one contenders match with integrity, and I defeated Daredevil in a close match. I have to give this particular devil his due, Daredevil is one heck of a tough opponent, and he is quite skilled as well, I thank you for giving me a true test of my own skills, and if you want a match again, I would be honored to grant you a rematch.
The Senator clears his throat, adjusts his collar, and then fixes a serious, unwavering stare into the camera.
Senator: Finally, this brings me to Hunter, a man who fairly won his match, a man who defeated his opponent in the middle of the ring...and a man who was stripped of his title by a vengeful opponent, and a crooked chairman! Chairman Gingerdude, we have mainly seen eye to eye since I entered the ACW, but now, we have a problem. When you mess with my fellow Stable members, you mess with me, I have made that clear since day one. Ginger, I hope that we can solve this misunderstanding in a peaceful manner, but I will make this clear, I shall not back down in the defence of my allies, and that, my dear Chairman, is nothing...but the truth!
The crowd gives a positive reaction to the Senator's words, mainly enjoying the sight of Ginger being called out. They all nod to each other before making their way out of the ring as "Hail to the Chief" hits. People know, not only from this, but from everything else that's bound to happen tonight that there are many new beginnings bound to take place...
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 31, 2005 15:33:37 GMT -5
Segment: Apologies…and a fresh start (Credit: Davey Marvel)
The Senatorial Stable have only just vacated the ring when "Tougher than Leather" by Run DMC starts to blast through out the arena. The crowd is immediately confused as to what to expect as they have never heard this theme before. Next thing they know a beaten and bandaged Davey Marvel has made his way through the curtain and out to greet the crowd. Davey appears to be a new man and is nothing but smiles as he makes his way to the ring. The crowd was unreceptive to the "Marvelous" one at first but they seem to be warming up to the man as he gives hand shakes, and even signs a little kid's Davey Marvel action figure(available at www. ACWShopzone.com). He has a bandage on his forehead from the brutal battle he had with "Macho Man" RDK. The bandage however is not from RDK so much as it is from the return of the man that is responsible for ending the terror that was the gauntlets, and the katana. That man is now known as Bladeseika! His return was a blessing in disguise to Davey Marvel during Genocide; Davey had been calling out BS for weeks. When BS finally responded it was with much force and eventually lead to the demise of the katana, and the gantlets. This made it possible for Davey to return to his actual self. Davey has made his way to the ring, and is ready to address the crowd…….
Davey: I wanna talk about a couple of things tonight. First things first, and that is that I must address the people that stayed with me through my recent difficult times. I also must address the people that feel I abandoned them with my recent actions. To the first group of people I mentioned I want to say thank you. Thank you so much for having the patience and the good will to stick with me even though I was unable to completely control my own actions. I know it is far fetched but I was truly under the influence of evil. Now I do not even want to mention what it was that caused this, as it is far too painful for me to speak of.
To the second group of people, I would like to apologize to you. For I did not fully understand the power, the pure EVIL power I was getting myself into. I was desperate to elevate my status here in ACW and I had seen how far it took the then Bladeshadow, and I thought to myself, I want the same power and success. For this I apologize; it was very selfish of me and I must ask you for one thing and that is for forgiveness. I did these evil things but I truly and honestly did not realize what I was getting myself into. I was ignorant, I was stupid and I was way to anxious too make a name for myself. So to show that I am sorry I have arranged for a little surprise treat. Guys come on out.
A bunch of ice cream men with mobile freezer carts make their way through the crowd. They are dispensing some sort of a frozen treat. The camera can’t quite pick up just what they are handing out.
Davey: Choco Tacos for everyone. Everyone in the crowd today will get a free choco taco, courtesy of Hunter, just don't tell Hunter this. Eat up and enjoy.
There’s the sound of rustling wrappers as Davey continues to talk.
Another order of business is Bladeseika, and to you I say....Thank You. Thank you for rescuing me, but I still must question something you said during your reign of terror at Genocide. You said that I still must be held responsible for accepting the evil, but you of all people should understand the power it has. You and you alone should be a little more understanding to my situation. Seeing as you yourself have experienced the very same evil that plagued me, for months. Now I mean this with the most respect. I am through with disrespecting you and I apologize for doing so. I hope you carry no ill feelings towards me. I also hope that one day that you and I could even become friends.
Now I have to forget the past and focus on the future. I must now cement a legit future for me here in the ACW. With that said I would like to ask a question to the current Entertainment Champion Wyvern. Will you take me back? Is there still a spot in the New Breed for Davey Marvel? Most importantly are you willing to take me back? If not I will understand and just move on.
I thank you all for your attention, and for showing me some much needed love. Just remember that Davey Marvel is....
Davey points up as "Tougher than Leather" begins. The words "Inconceivable & Unbelievable" begin the song, finishing Davey's statement for him. Davey has a match later against Hunter, and he leaves the ring to prepare for it as the scene fades out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 31, 2005 15:36:54 GMT -5
Segment: Wrath of The Rookie Part 1 (Credit: Rookie Monster)
As the next scene begins, the camera is moving down a long white corridor. It continues to go forward before turning right and coming face to face with a door; written across the door in large, gold letters is the words:
"The Rookie Monster" Danny Richards Locker Room
There is an awful lot of commotion coming from inside the room, as if by magic the door swings open and the camera rather hesitantly moves through. The inside of the locker room looks like a bomb has hit it - chairs are laying scattered around the room, pictures frames hang lifeless from the wall the glass protecting them shattered and broken. A couch is overturned and in the corner of the room cowering as though his life depended on it is the robust, balding, pig-like Ricky Sinclair.
As per usual he is clad in an expensive Gucci suit, his oft - seen cap lying somewhere near him. He is sweating a great deal and his face is red, he is looking at someone slightly off camera with an unusual fear, and his voice breaks and quivers as the camera man struggles to get a look at this mystery person.
Ricky Sinclair: Why the hell did you do this, you know it’s going to come out of your wages - Chairman Gingerdude’s gonna have..... your head for this!
The figure moves forward and Ricky cowers some more.
Ricky Sinclair: I warn you Danny....If you....If you touch me I will withdraw all of your financial backing, you won’t be walking around in those Gucci suits any more, no more going into your own personal locker-room – you’ll be in the shared ones with all the other ACW Superstars and I bet they would love to talk to you after the comments you’ve been making………<br> He regains his composure and quickly stands to his feet, he picks his cap up and defiantly places it atop his balding head.
Ricky Sinclair: I MADE YOU DANNY, and I can just as easily destroy you, you want to destroy your locker-room then fine, you want to get your hands on every single ACW Superstar then fine, but you will not, I repeat YOU WILL NOT lay a finger on me! Otherwise I’ll make sure, that The Rookie Monster becomes the plain Rookie and believe me you’ll never be back on ACW Programming or any other Federation’s for that matter.... I’ll make sure of it.
Danny Richards, who has previously been hidden off camera, walks forward towards Ricky. He is clad in an expensive Gucci suit, and shades are covering his eyes as per usual but the warmth in his face has gone, replaced by an almost scary look. His face is contorted with anger and even as he speaks the look gets more and more intense.
Danny Richards: Relax Sinclair, I’m not going to hurt you, I value your..... financial backing too much. I’m perfectly fine
Ricky Sinclair: Then why destroy your locker room?
Danny Richards: I have my reasons. once again I was so close to a win, so close to wrapping ACW Gold around my waist but once again I was screwed by a somewhat....lucky, turn of events after Fallen Souls hit his finisher on both myself and TNT pinning us both at the same time.
Danny bangs his fist on the wall in a brief moment of uncontrollable rage.
Danny: I was so close to gaining International Gold, but that mistake will not...IT WILL NOT HAPPEN AGAIN.
He pauses for a moment trying to get over his sudden outburst, and he brushes his hair arrogantly.
Danny: Now tonight I face Wyvern for Entertainment Gold, and I ain’t going to make the same mistakes I did then, I can assure you. Wyvern may have had the longest Entertainment title reign for quite some time, but that’s going to end courtesy of Perfection…… Wyvern how does it feel to know you can’t beat perfection? After I win, ACW’s Genocide will begin… the threat has not gone, no, it has just been postponed by a few days.
He smiles and Danny turns around and walks towards the door, he kicks a fallen chair on his way out and it crashes into an expensive looking vase which tumbles to the ground. As he is walking towards the door ACW'S very own Kevin Anderson bursts through it, obviously having just run a considerable distance to get to the locker-room; he fumbles around and grabs a microphone from his pocket, in a slightly wheezing voice he begins to speak.
Kevin Anderson: Danny, can you comment on the startling threats that you have just made, and on the contention that you’re sick of being beaten in match-ups by more established ACW Superstars?
Danny stops looks at Kevin and pushes past him without any apology, he turns and walks towards the arena entrance, as the camera focuses on Kevin who is looking quite startled.
Kevin: Was it something I said?
Kevin barely has time even to consider this thought; out of nowhere there’s a huge crash, and then from around a corner comes hurtling a figure, obviously out of control. Kevin and the camera crew dive into Rookie’s wrecked room just in time to avoid being hit, and the camera shakily peers back around the door. The figure has hit the wall, and the camera, although tipped at an odd angle, shows Alexandra Kaesar staggering away. Then there’s a SWOOSH of movement and Rose is driven to the ground; the camera recoils, but stays around long enough to grab a shot of Ridley trying to choke his one – time soulmate with a feverish anger in his eyes. The picture is cut off as Kevin pulls the cameraman back into the room and slams the door; outside the sounds of combat just get louder. Evidently things haven’t got any better since Genocide……..
Kevin and the crew stare at one another, having no idea what to make of the situation, and the screen fades to black.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 31, 2005 15:40:20 GMT -5
Match 1: Davey Marvel vs. Hunter (Credit: Latino)
The crowd can already sense that it’s going to be a night of recriminations….will it be a night of revenge as well? Only the brave or foolhardy would guess at that. In any case, it’s time for the first match to start, and the cameras return to find Philip awaiting his cue in the ring.
Phillip: This next match is scheduled for one fall. Coming to the ring first the FORMER ACW Lightweight Champion…..Hunter!
"Thunderstruck" by AC/DC starts playing as Hunter comes out to a surprising sound – a sort of half, boo, half pop. He pays none of any mind as he keeps walking down to the ring. Obviously, Hunter is not happy over what has already occurred at ACW’s last show. He rolls inside the ring and starts yelling towards the fans but his focus turns as his opponent is now announced.
Phillip: And his opponent from Ann Arbor, MI…..Davey….Marvel!
"Tougher than Leather" by Run DMC starts blasting throughout the speakers across the arena as Davey comes out through the curtains. The fans again have a mixed response – many are behind him, but some cannot yet forgive him for his actions in the last couple of months. Davey ducks a cup full of soda and yells out a verbal threat; he continues walking down to the ring staring at his opponent. As he enters, the referee holds the two back and then calls for the bell.
The Bell Rings.
The match quickly starts as both men wrap up for a grapple. Not the first time these two have faced one another neither can seem to get the upper hand forcing both men to break the grapple. Hunter runs back towards and returns trying for a hurricanrana but Davey grabs him by the legs and throws him across the ring. Rolling around the ring Hunter quickly gets up looking straight at Davey who is now running towards and gives him a knee to the face. Davey stands up Hunter who is now in a daze-like state. Hunter surprisingly breaks out of Marvel’s grasp runs towards and up the turnbuckle. He springboards back with a corkscrew moonsault. Both bodies collide like a train wreck.
The fans are surprisingly chanting for both competitors; Hunter springs back up and runs towards the ropes. As he comes back, Hunter performs a perfectly executed front flip legdrop. He quickly goes for the cover as the ref hits the mat One…Two- kickout by Davey as the fans scream “Twooooooooo!” Hunter immediately starts punching Davey over and over across the face and then stands him as he Irish whips him to the corner. He tries for a flying clothesline but Davey ducks. Hunter smacks his face against the top turnbuckle just barely touching the steel post. Marvel picks up Hunter with sheer strength and walks around as the look of Hunter’s face is one that pure fear. Suddenly, that fear becomes a reality as Hunter is thrown face first outside of the ring and his neck practically snaps around. The fans all in the front row lean over trying to get the best look wondering the condition of Hunter. For a brief few seconds he doesn’t move as Davey rolls outside of the ring. Davey walks over with a smile on his face as he closes the distance to his foe; Hunter starts showing signs of life as he rolls around reaching up for some assistance that doesn’t seem to show up. Davey jumps up and gives Hunter a big legdrop. He grabs Hunter by the head, standing him up, and runs his face into the steel post. A loud DING is heard as Hunter slumps over only being held up by Davey. Marvel rolls Hunter back inside the ring and climbs the turnbuckle. He points to the fans and then jumps off with a big splash from the top turnbuckle. Hunter lifts his leg straight up catching Davey in the jaw. Marvel falls back against the turnbuckles holding his jaw in anger. Hunter himself is on the mat still trying to get up as Davey comes storming from the corner and gives his opponent a swift quick the side of the head. He stands up Hunter and Irish whips him to the ropes. As Hunter comes back Davey knees him in the stomach stomping him in his tracks and causing him to fall to one knee. Davey doesn’t waste any time as he goes to the outside apron and immediately springboards off with the legdrop practically taking off Hunter’s head. He goes for the cover One…Two…Three!
Phillip: Here is your winner……Davey…Marvel!
Davey slides out of the ring before Hunter can recover enough to seek any sort of payback – his skills still look to be as sharp as ever, even without the aid of any external forces. Hunter is up quickly and shouts at Davey, promising that he won’t get “lucky” when they meet again, and it’s clear that the natural rivalry between these two is just going to continue to charge their meetings inside and outside the ring.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 31, 2005 15:42:13 GMT -5
Segment: A Hispanic Plague? (Credit: FSX)
The camera fades back in from a commercial in a backstage hallway. No one is seen for a while, though the hallway is strangely littered with burnt anthem merchandise…eventually FSX and Anthony Kalb enter the hallway, looking disturbed at the surroundings.
FSX: Holy....what the hell is this place?....you...wanted to show me burnt jobber memorabilia?
Anthony : Hey…don't speak ill of the dead.
FSX: He's not dead though…I think.
Anthony : Oh…well in that case…….
Kalb starts stomping on burnt shirts, FSX laughs for a moment before looking around again.
FSX : Seriously though…why did you bring me back to this dump? You said there'd be something interesting...oh no....don't tell me... you live here don't you?? Oh man, if you were having all this trouble you could of at least asked…<br> Anthony : It's not tha--
FSX: Don't worry, we'll get you the help you desperately need.
Anthony: IT'S NOT THAT!!
Kalb sighs for a moment, calming down before continuing.
FSX: Ok, ok man...just saying...if you need the help you can room with Will...I'm pretty sure he doesn't live with his mom anymore.
Anthony : Will lives with his mom...? Anyway, I brought you down here because there have been a lot of Mexicans or whatever seen around here...I figure they might be Latino's cousins, and since you’re fighting him tonight...maybe you can get him deported or something!
FSX:....Wha? That plan doesn't make any sense! Latino isn't from Mexico..he’s from Italy.
Anthony: He's from Italy? I thought he was Spanish…..
FSX: It doesn't matter where he's from! I don't need to get him deported to win!
Fallen makes his way quickly down the hallway, not planning in any way on staying in the hallway of burnt things which may or may not also be hiding a Spanish army. Anthony is following, but he bumps into someone...
?? : Hey watch where you’re going holmes! You hit my chica!
Anthony: ...Holmes? chica?
Kalb looks down to see a irritated Hispanic woman on the floor, he swallows and turns around to walk away before seeing dozens of Spanish - descended people.
Anthony: Holy!!..... .Who are you people?? What are you all doing here?
Spanish man #1 : We’re the ACW Espaniol team. Announcers, referees, interviewers, development talent...and you just his down my sister!
S. man #2 : No man….that's my sister, your sister is over there.
S. man #1 : oh....then who's that?
S.Woman #1 : I'm your wife you fool!
Knocked over S.Woman: Hey...I know him... that is Anthony Kalb.....he's the junior champion!
S.Interviewer : Oh…you know what this means!...
All of them at once: INTERVIEW!!!
Kalb screams as they all surround him, Fallen has stopped and is staring at the scene.
FSX: He wasn't kidding...there is a lot of them...damn.
Anthony: AHH! NOO! NOT MY FACEE!! FELIX SANTANA IS A JOKE! DON'T PUT YOUR MIC THERE!!!!!! OH GOOOOD!!!
Fallen stares in mild shock before slowly backing up…
?? : Excuse me, Fallen, could I get an interview?
FSX: WOAH! You'll never take me alive!
Fallen jumps away to Kevin's confusion, before calming down and taking a swing at him. Kevin’s reflexes, however, have already been sharpened up tonight and he ducks.
FSX: Don't make me think you’re spanish!
Kevin : Funny story, my stepmother was Spanish...anyway, I just want to conduct a quick interview with our new International champion.
FSX: Oh...well...yeah, I'm ok with that then...hurry it up, I'll have to go pick up the remains of kalb.
Fallen laughs as Kevin stares at him confused, before continuing..
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 31, 2005 15:44:20 GMT -5
Kevin: Right, so how did it feel to defeat TNT, Rookie Monster, and your fellow stablemate in the international championship match at Genocide?
FSX: A great moment for your great new champion. That was the highest point of my career in ACW and I'm sure it will be for a while to come....I overcame all the odds and all the doubts, and all the idiots who thought TNT would win because he's a corporate bitch...well if I remember right, all the corporate bitchs lost except for the one that fought my opponent for tonight…TNT had it coming for what he did to Hunter anyway.
Kevin: Yes, about that - What are your thoughts about your match with Latino tonight?
FSX: Another match I'm being overlooked in...Latino just got beaten to death by a scrawny teenage debuting punk...he can barely stand and everyone still thinks he has a easy victory over me right after I overcame all odds? After he shows true weakness? Damnit, you all should know better by now!!
Kevin: Righ.t..I'm sure it'll be a good match, do you have any thoughts on what your stablemates are doing tonight?
FSX: Not really..there matches are easy...Hunter just got unlucky with Davey, and Senator’s fighting a mysterious jobber...should be simple enough. Now if you don't mind...
Fallen smiles at him for a moment before hitting him with a swift super kick – Kevin’s good but not THAT good. Fallen smiles at this, beginning to make his way down the hallway. Fallen continues down the hallway before someone runs into him.
FSX : Why the hell can't anyone see around here? Champ trying to ..I don't know…walk without distraction!...ah it's you, what was it...Daredevil..you fought Senator. That was a good match, very good loss.
DD: He got lucky, now if you don't mind could you please get out of my way. I'm doing some running.
FSX : Yeah...you really need the workout.
DD: What's that supposed to mean?...I could say the same thing about you. You’re not in the shape of people like people like me..
FSX: Like you?? You got a problem with me??
DD: No...of course not… anyway, if you’re going up where I just came from, don’t. Ridley and Rose are still tearing each other up, they just pulled four sound technicians out who got in the middle of it and they’re all in a bad way. I’d stay away if I were you.
Daredevil checks his smirking, before running off down the hall. Fallen stares after him before seeing Kalb crawl over to him with torn clothes... Fallen laughs a bit before helping him up and off towards the Senatorial locker room.
Fade out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 31, 2005 15:46:09 GMT -5
Time For Your Match (Credit: Latino)
The scene opens up to show Latino and Atomic’s locker room; Latino is sitting in a chair. It seems his injuries from Genocide are only partly healed as his ribs are wrapped up and bruises and cuts seem to cover his body. The soon to be married couple are already in the middle of a conversation as Atomic speaks with a look of concern on her face.
Alicia: Victor, you shouldn’t be here. The doctors have said you are too injured to wrestle……
Victor: Mami, I’m fine. All it is, is just one match tonight and I think even slightly injured I can handle Fallen Souls.
Alicia: Slightly injured? Victor, you are all bandaged up and your ribs and back haven’t fully healed from Genocide.
Victor: Alicia –<br> Latino’s statement is cut off as he tries to get up but falls back into the chair in pain holding his ribs. Atomic jumps forward and catches him just in time to stop him landing awkwardly. Latino looks at her and already knows what she is thinking.
Victor: Don’t even say anything, I’m fighting tonight ok?
Alicia: Why do you always have to be so stubborn about everything?
Victor: Oh come on, it’s what you love most about me chulita.
She shakes her head and raises an eyebrow, but can’t conceal the smile that accompanies it.
Alicia: Maybe, but-
Before Atomic can finish her sentence the door to the locker-room swings open as Ginger walks into the room with his three men following behind him.
Ginger: Sorry to interrupt this intimate conversation between ACW’s favorite couple but Laureano I do believe you have a match coming up in the next few minutes. If you want to keep your job you might want to get ready…now!
Atomic stands up and faces Ginger; her expression is controlled, but the eyes are icy.
Alicia: He can’t wrestle tonight. You should know that after what you did to him.
Ginger: Oh, he will wrestle tonight. The people paid to see him and he’s going out there to give them their money’s worth.
Alicia says nothing; it’s crystal clear, however, that she’s just barely suppressing a torrent of anger. Latino picks up on her rising temper and gets up as quickly as he can, putting a hand on her shoulder.
Victor: It’s ok mami. I’m going anyways. But….after I’m done with this match and I win, I’m coming back here and…you and I, Ginger, are gonna finish this.
Latino walks past Ginger looking back at Atomic. As he leaves and the camera pans back to the four left in the room, Ginger and Atomic give each other one final cold glance as the Chairman and his men leave the locker-room.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 31, 2005 15:51:37 GMT -5
Match 2: Latino vs. FSX (Credit: Rose)
The fans are still booing Ginger’s cold attitude as Philip gets to work announcing the upcoming match.
Philip: This non- title match is scheduled for one fall, introducing first from New York, New York, please welcome Victor "Latino" Laureano !
"Lowrider" hits and Latino walks down the ramp still clearly in pain after his beating at Genocide. He limps a bit and looks almost Roberts - like in his sloth as he gets in the ring. He starts to move in the ring and it looks like he is moving at about 70% of his normal speed and condition.
Philip: And next, from Seoul, South Korea, Please welcome the ACW International Champion, FSX
"Boldly Going Nowhere" hits and FSX comes out of the curtains like he is boldly going somewhere. His hopes of winning his match have not fallen into the depths of hell and he is very sure of himself deeply within his soul. He gets to the ring quickly and takes his corner, but not before staring a hole through Latino. The Referee calls for the bell.
Bell Rings
Latino and FSX circle each other and it is very apparent that Latino has lost a great deal of his speed to pain. The pair make quick advancement steps forward and they both attempt to hit a dropkick at the same time and they both miss as a result. FSX gets up a good deal before the slowed Latino and puts the boots to him in a vicious manner. Latino stumbles to a vertical base, but goes back to his old friend the horizontal base when he is hit with a swinging neckbreaker. FSX goes for an immediate and suitable aggressive pin and The Referee counts 1……2.,but Latino quickly gets the shoulder up. FSX waits for Latino to get up and rebounds off the ropes before hitting a stiff flying forearm that knocks Latino for a loop. FSX makes a simple pin and The Referee counts again, 1……2…, but Latino gets a foot on the rope and saves himself from an early pin. FSX picks Latino to his feet and quickly hits him with a vicious snap suplex. FSX does not cover, but he instead goes to the top turnbuckle where he measures up the slowly rising Latino. FSX throws caution to the wind and he jumps off with a flying cross body, but Latino reverses with a dropkick that stops him in midair and nearly cracks one of his rips. Latino makes a quick, but kinda weak, cover and the Referee counts 1…..2….., but FSX kicks out to the surprise of everyone. Latino is shocked, but he is prepared to move on and he does so by getting FSX to his feet, Irish whipping him into the corner, and following him with a brutal, decapitating, and nearly world ending clothesline. FSX starts to stagger out of the corner and Latino follows up with a running bulldog. The crowd is going crazy and Latino makes the pin again as The Referee counts 1……2………, but FSX kicks out yet again. In fact FSX gets up kinda quick and starts BLASTING Latino with stiff right hands. Latino staggers as if he is being shot and one has to wonder if FSX is shooting on Latino.
The stiff punches continue, but suddenly Latino gains control back with snake eyes and it seems as if FSX’s offense was all part of the show. Latino puts the boots to the fallen FSX and then to everybody’s surprise he explodes back to his feet and knocks Latino off his feet with a STIFF right hand. FSX takes control and he whips Latino into the corner, much like Latino did to him, and he follows it up with a body splash. Latino looks hurt and he has gotten fatigued much earlier than he normally does. FSX smells blood and Latino realizes that he cannot last much longer. He does his best to defend himself but FSX is on a high after his title win, and Latino can’t stop FSX from slamming him down close to the ropes and then hitting his defiance of death. FSX pins and hooks the leg, 1,2…..3.
Bell Rings
Philip: Here is your winner by pinfall…..FSX!
As Latino hears the bell ringing and sees Fallen standing up in victory he tries to get back up but falls back down. It is obvious that his injuries have gotten the better of him tonight as the referee starts calling down officials and EMTs. A pop from the crowd erupts as Atomic Kitsune comes running from the backstage and slides inside the ring. She starts questioning Victor if he is ok and he is still able enough to speak. Referees try to help him up but Latino pushes them away, clearly very frustrated at his poor showing. Atomic grabs his arm and lifts him up as she coaxes Latino to calm down. Before the couple can leave the ring, however, a familiar voice stops them.
Ginger: Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Where do you think you two are going? Oh wait you didn’t know? See, after hearing how so much Latino wanted to perform tonight I was thinking why not give the fans double their treat? Tonight, in this very ring, you two are going to be in action…….. In fact, tonight the fans will see Latino AND Atomic Kitsune together again in a tag team match. Oh, you want to know who you’re opponents are? Well look no further than the two men that were truly robbed at Genocide - BK London and T…N…T!
The fans make their feelings perfectly clear as Ginger smirks and stalks away. Latino shouts out a few insults in Spanish, but he looks tired and a second match against two such powerful opponents can only mean trouble. Alicia’s own expression is difficult to interpret – for now her whole attention is on Latino, but in her head she’s already thinking about how she can cope with both TNT and BK and protect her injured fiancée from as much damage as possible. The crowd pops as they make their way out, and it makes AK and Latino feel a little better as the show takes a brief break.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 31, 2005 15:53:55 GMT -5
Segment: Pulling Together (Credit: Daredevil)
The camera opens up to show somewhere in the back; Jessie and Daredevil are sitting down on a bench, in the middle of a discussion.
Jessie: Come on, Dan. You’ve got to do something sometime.
DD: But after I lost to Senator…who knows what McCarty has in store for me? This may seem weird, Jessie, but after what happened at Genocide, with Ridley and all, I’m scared. I mean, what happens if McCarty manages to take Ridley as his client? With him and Senator on the same team, it would be hell.
Jessie: Dan, there’s something you need to know.
DD: Yes?
Jessie: I overheard McCarty and Senator arguing. I’m pretty certain that they’ve gone their separate ways.
DD: Really? That’s great! What was it about?
Jessie: Well, the Senator said that McCarty was pulling him away from the Stable, and that McCarty was angry because Senator didn’t use a chair at Genocide when McCarty ordered him to. And besides, what makes you think Ridley would come after you?
DD: I dunno. I guess it’s just that I’m a little paranoid about things recently. But anyway, how are you doing here in the ACW?
Jessie: It’s good. I’ve only had two matches, but I won one of them.
DD: Yeah. I watched that match, you did well. Maybe you should attempt to go for the Diva’s title…..
Jessie shakes her head.
Jessie: No, I couldn’t. I’m not talented enough.
DD: Oh, don’t be silly Jess….. I know you’ve got talent, you just need to expand your skills. Here, I’ll give you an example - let me show you a move called the Enziguri.
DD runs at a vase, turns and kicks it clean off its podium. It flies backwards and hits the wall.
DD: See? It’s a simple yet very effective move. If you look at some of the best wrestlers here, a lot of them will use this move.
Jessie: Ok, let me try…..
Jessie runs, and aims at the plant pot on the wall. She messes up though, and accidentally hits DD in the jaw. DD flies down, holding his faceand fairly dazed. Jessie looks a little concerned and kneels down next to him.
Jessie: Sorry, Dan. I never meant to do that, honestly.
DD: (still holding his jaw) It’s ok. Well, you’ve got the power. My god, that was some kick. You just need the accuracy.
Jessie: Hehe, I guess I could use some practice…….
DD: Well there’s an ACW gym, down the hallway, the third left. How about we go there on Saturday and meet Tim Dwight?
Jessie: He’s the trainer isn’t he?
DD: Yeah, he is. He’ll be able to help you work on your moves. You could become the Divas champion in no time.
Jessie: Wow, you think?
DD: Sure. Well, I’ve got to go. McCarty got me a lightweight title match tonight against Cheng.
Jessie: You see? He can be all right sometimes.
DD: All right? Because I lost at Genocide, he’s making me his servant until I win again. Thank god I can have a rest from it all tonight, he’s not in.
Jessie: Hehe, that’s not so bad……
DD: You think having to travel to Trinidad and Tobago every other day and doing his crap is ‘not that bad’?
Jessie: Come on, Dan, it’s NOT that bad. It could be worse…he could make you wrestle Ridley or something like that.
DD: Yeah, I suppose. Now, I’ve got to go and get things sorted out for my match tonight. See you after the show?
Jessie: Will do. Later Dan.
They hug, and Dan leaves the room.
Fade out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 31, 2005 15:54:45 GMT -5
Match 3: The Senator vs. ?? (Credit: Senator)
Hail to the Chief plays as the show returns, and, unsuprisingly, the Senator makes his arrival in the ACW Arena, and receives his warmest welcome to date in the company, due to his Partisan Kick on Anthem, and his honorable tactics in his match at Genocide. As he struts down the entrance ramp, it is seen that he is wearing his wrestling gear with one new addition, a white shirt with black lettering: "*Front* Steve Phillips: Fallen Heroes Battle Royal Campaign *Back* Victory or Bust!" This shirt can be purchased for $19.99 off the ACW website plus shipping and handling, or at a reduced rate at the ACW Arena, get yours now! Anyway, back to the action, the Capitalists are not far away, and, as usual, Kevin Fitsharris swipes Phillip's chair, as Anthony Kalb remains standing, with the ACW Junior Title proudly displayed on his shoulder.
The Senator: Well, well well, we sure have a nice crowd here! The constituents are pleased, and after Genocide, the Stable is on top of the world! Fallen Souls is YOUR new International Champ! I defeated Daredevil! Hunter won his match...but had his title stolen from him...Ginger, I need to speak with you about that one, and soon.
Steve Phillips clears his throat, cracks his neck, and speaks again, with a determined look on his face.
Senator: Now that I got that out of the way, I have some important business to speak of. As many of you are aware, at the next Pay Per View, Fallen Heroes, there will be a thirty person over the top rope elimination timed entry battle royal, or a Rumble, if you will. I wish to announce that I, the Senator, am entering this match, if my shirt did not already make that clear. However, I do not wish to be only one of thirty, as most people are going to do, entering the match without any prior preparation, for the Senator does not do things partially! I am going to spend this entire month training myself to become a specialist in this particular type of match, so when Fallen Heroes comes around, there shall be nobody who can stand against my skill and endurance. To begin that training...I reserved this spot, and have something planned for this very night! Anthony, Kevin, come here!
The Capitalists enter the ring, and give each other a confused look before giving the Senator their full attention.
Fitsharris: What's up, bossman?
Senator: You heard what I said, I am going to spend this entire month training for the Battle Royal at Fallen Heroes...and I start now.
Fitsharris: What's that supposed to mean?
Senator: In short, we are going to have an impromptu three way match, over the top elimination rules, you two, and I shall face off. I promise you that if you guys eliminate me, I will find a way to give you a reward. We shall have a friendly bout, but do not hold back, doing so will not help me in the slightest, and that, my friends, is nothing...but the truth!
Fitsharris: You want to face us?
Kalb: Obviously, that's what the man said, dummy!
Senator: Ring the bell!
The ringside officials ring the bell, and the match starts. The Capitalists realize that they would be best served by eliminating the Senator early on, and immediately go for a double lariat on him, but Steve Phillips is too fast to be hit by such a pedestrian maneuver, ducking under it. Even so, the Capitalists are quite a savvy tag team, and as they turn around, Kalb picks up Fitsharris, and hurls him like a lawn dart, using the move titled the Patriot Missile against the Senator, who is floored by the move. Fitsharris goes to pick up the Senator, failing miserably in the attempt, as Phillips hits a series of chops on his usual ally, knocking him down to the mat. Kalb moves in, and uses his size advantage to gain the upper hand on the Senator, and goes for a scoop slam. Senator manages to slide behind, though, and avoids being thrown over the top rope, and hits a Senatorial Backdrop Suplex on Kalb, rattling his brains. Phillips closes in on the stunned Junior champ, managing to get him in a shoulder carry with some effort, but Fitsharris takes the timely moment to return to the fight, and hits a knee clip on Senator, causing Kalb to fall directly on top of him. Kalb recovers quicker than the other two, and whips Senator into the ropes, and on the return, nails the best drop toe hold in the business, sending Phillip's face into the mat. Fitsharris hits a quick elbow drop a second later, and the two then pick the Senator up in a double vertical suplex...could they be setting up the Capital Punishment? The Capitalists pause for a second, but think better than to hit their boss with such a damaging move, and hit a double team vertical suplex instead. The results of the move were satisfactory, though, and the pair hit a double elbow drop on their fallen opponent.
Kalb picks the Senator up, and goes for a Pre-Emptive Strike elevated powerbomb...but the Senator is a tough man to hit a powerbomb on, and counters out with a strong series of punches on Kalb...only to receive a running leg lariat to the face, compliments of Kevin Fitsharris! Fitsharris then picks Kalb up, and the Capitalists go for yet another double team move, this time a sandwich dropkick to the Senator's head, and connect with a loud smack. Kalb lifts the Senator to his feet again, seeing that he is sufficiently stunned, starts to lift him over the ropes. Fitsharris runs over and starts to help with the elimination...but with a Herculean burst of force, lifts KALB by the legs, and dumps both men over the top rope for the win! Or at least it would have been the win, if the Senator had fallen to the outside like Kalb, instead of holding onto the top rope, flipping backwards, and executing a baseball slide back into the ring. Fitsharris goes for a series of stomps, but the Senator catches his foot, stands up, and hits a crisp dragon screw. Fitsharris realizes quickly what a tough situation he is in, and kicks the Senator in the shin, rakes the eyes, quickly following up with a Bulldog. Fitsharris then bounces off the ropes, and hits a running snap leg drop to the back of the Senator's head. Steve Phillips stumbles to his feet, and ducks a Fitsharris dropkick, bounces off the ropes, and hits a Keiji Mutoh style flashing elbow drop to Kevin Fitsharris. The Senator then whips Fitsharris off the ropes, bounces off the opposite, and meets his opponent with a brutal Washington Lariat, following through with such force as to send Fitsharris flipping in mid air, landing on his stomach. The Senator then lifts his opponent to his feet with a gutwrench, puts him on his shoulders, and hooking the neck and an arm, slides him off his back to a standing position, facing back to back. Phillips then spins rapidly to the inside and falls back, wrenching Fitsharris's neck and smashing his face into the mat with the Turn of Events, and then walks to the ropes, calling to the recovering Kalb.
Senator: Hey, Mr. Kalb, I have something for you!
The Senator picks Fitsharris up, and tosses him over the ropes, where Kalb catches him, and the bell rings.
Phillip: And your winner, the Senator, Steve Phillips!
The Senator walks to the outside, and raises the Capitalist's arms to the approval of the crowd.
Senator: Guys, thanks for that match, you taught me quite a bit about the working of these matches. If nothing else, I know I will never turn my back or lower my guard entirely on an elimination, there is always someone who thinks they can take you out in those situations. Kevin, you're not hurt that bad, are you?
Fitsharris: Nope, though I think my neck…oww, yep, I'm hurt!
Kalb: Aargh, if I have to listen to that sort of whining again...
Fitsharris: Just kidding! I feel great!
Kalb claps his friend on the back of the shoulders, and Fitsharris immediately clutches his neck, and yells.
Fitsharris: Hey, just 'cause I said I felt fine didn't mean that I really did feel fine!
Senator: I have no idea what the heck you just said, but please cease, or I believe that I will be forced to hit you with a Partisan Kick...and you remember what happened to the last person who received one of those, right?
Fitsharris: ....oh! Anthem was the last one to get that one...hey, that's not funny!
The trio walks to the back keeping up the banter all the way.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 31, 2005 15:55:45 GMT -5
Segment: A conditional return (Credit: Bladeseika)
The scene begins with Blade walking down the old familiar hallway; he passes a few people who recognize him and who try to congratulate him on returning, but he is totally focused and ignores them. He keeps walking for a minute until he spies Gingerdude’s office. He strides towards it and goes to walk him till he is stopped by Ginger’s two bodyguards Bruce & Tyrone .
Bruce: Where do YOU think you’re going?
Blade: To see Ginger, why else would I be here?
Tyrone: NO ONE is allowed in to see Ginger without an appointment.
Blade: Since when?
Bruce: Since he brought US in.
Tyrone: Yeah.
Blade: Whatever….
Blade starts to walk into the office but Bruce pushes him back, laying a hand on Blade’s pure white garb.
Bruce: I TOLD YOU…<br> Before he can finish, Blade grabs his hand, and then he flips it palm up. Blade then spins around 180 degrees while still holding Bruce’s arm. He then crack the elbow of the big man on his shoulder, and just before it breaks, turns the arm back around and flips all 300+ pound of Bruce, easily over his shoulder. Tyrone jumps in at Blade with a giant roundhouse punch, but Blade is far quicker and he blocks the punch by going into Tyrone and planting a knee into his gut, forcing him to buckle over. Blade then moves to the side, does a front flip and lands a standing Thors hammer-esque kick to Tyrone’s back slamming him to the ground. Meanwhile Bruce finally gets up and charges into Blade with a big boot that would be strong enough to take a normal man’s head off. Blade sees it coming though and parries the kick over to the side and then pulls a 360 degree spin and lands a strong backfist punch to the back of Bruce’s head, knocking him out cold and causing him to fall on to Tyrone. Blade then collects himself for a second, and adjusts his uniform before opening Ginger’s door, walking in, and closing it behind him.
Ginger: Hello?
Blade: It is “good” to see you old friend.
Ginger: How did you get in here? I explicitly told by bodyguards that I am NOT to be disturbed.
Blade: Huh…They must be on a break, ‘cause all they are doing now is just lying around.
Ginger: How unlike them, I will have to speak with them about this.
Blade: Yes well, anyway about why I am here.
Ginger: I can already guess, and to an extent I am glad you came to see me, I have been meaning to talk to you ever since your “glorious” return.
Blade: I see, so you know why I am here then?
Ginger: Of course I do, you are here to obtain a new ACW contract.
Blade: Indeed I am.
Ginger: Well, you wasted your time coming back then as I refuse.
Blade: WHAT?
Ginger leans back in his chair.
Ginger: You may be a big draw here, but I’m not one to be toyed with. You CANNOT leave and simply return whenever you please, I do NOT have a revolving door policy here.
Blade: You know these are far from normal circumstances here. I DID think I could leave wrestling, but I can not. I didn’t return simply for Davey. I have made far too many friends here whom I could never forget no matter how far away I went. I may not have wanted to return in my head, but I need to, both to take care of Davey, AND for my heart.
Ginger: Yeah, I don’t care about all that.
Blade: You did at one time.
Ginger: Yes, back when I was young and naïve.
Blade: Yes, just as I was once…<br> There’s a pause, and just for a moment Ginger seems thoughtful. However it passes swiftly.
Ginger: Well, we can not take back our past mistakes, my decision stands.
Blade: Fine, if you WANT to play hardball….you DO owe me one.
Ginger: What do you mean? I owe you nothing.
Blade: Well….let me put it to you this way, you know how Davey was going after my friends?
Ginger: Yes….
Blade: Well, I didn’t have many known friends that Davey would know to target. I keep most of the friends I make around here in the back stage, and Davey rarely hung out in the same social circles, so he only knew of the few friends I had on camera.
Ginger: Okay, where are you going with this?
Blade: Well, with V gone….You were his next target after RDK.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 31, 2005 15:57:08 GMT -5
Ginger (laughs profusely): Yeah right, first of all, I haven’t considered you a friend ever since the little “stabbing” incident.
Blade: Davey wouldn’t know that.
Ginger: Still, he would have to go through my entire corporation to get to me, and I assure you, that task is for all intents and purposes impossible.
Blade snorts.
Blade: Really? Well I got in here pretty easily…… And besides, after what he did to RDK, he would have had no trouble getting to you. You see, Davey became stronger every day he held those items, and even the man who YOUR champi…I mean FORMER Champion would have lost to, were it not for your interference, would have proven little trouble to defeat, were it not for my return. I can assure you, he would have gotten to you, and were it not for me standing here right now, your days would be numbered.
Ginger thinks for a second. He has total confidence in his men, but he also cannot argue with what Blade has said. He spends a minute and finally has an idea strike him resulting in a devilish grin form the ACW owner.
Ginger: Perhaps you are correct, and I DO owe you a contract. HOWEVER I refuse to make it easy for you.
Blade: Oh?
Ginger: No, in order for you to return, you will have to overcome a “Corporate gauntlet” match. You will have to face 4 guys of MY choosing next Monday. The First two competitors will be my loyal bodyguards Bruce and Tyrone!
The crowd across the arena Boos, and Blade simply smiles undetectably underneath his mask.
Ginger: And your 3rd opponent shall be the man who beat Latino at Genocide, MY VERY OWN APPRENTICE CRAIG LEWIS!!!
The crowd grows even louder, but all Blade does in response is furrow his brow slightly.
Ginger: And the 4th opponent……….shall be a mystery opponent of my choosing, and I assure you, he is not one whom should be taken lightly.
Blade: I have learned to take no man lightly.
Ginger: I bet you have…<br> Ginger reaches into his desk and pulls out one of the many ACW generic contract forms. He then takes a few moments to fill out the form before turning it around and handing the pen to Blade.
Ginger: AND THIS TIME, sign it using your REAL name, Shade.
Blade: I expected as much.
Blade takes a moment to look over the contract.
Blade: You EVEN give me a substantial raise, how generous of you!
Ginger: Yes well do not worry, as you will never see it, I promise, you went through hell during your last two months here, and you will go through EVEN MORE on Monday, and I doubt you, or anyone here would have the ability to win that match.
Blade: I see, well than I thank you for giving me your time.
Ginger: Of course…. old Friend.
Blade turns around and walks out. He opens the door and steps out and to the side just as Bruce and Tyrone are finally beginning to regain consciousness.
Blade: Oh…. And you might want to have your bodyguards learn some new moves fairly quickly. You see, they were dreadfully easy to telegraph and counter…<br> Ginger sees the two men and rushes outside his office, to their aid.
Ginger: SOMEONE CALL THE EMTs, DAMMIT BLADE!!!!…..
Ginger turns around, but Blade has completely disappeared and the screen fades to black.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 31, 2005 15:57:58 GMT -5
Segment: New respect, and a new challenge? (Credit: Rose / Wyvern)
The fans are just calming down from the last match when "Her Ghost in the Fog" hits and Rose comes out to a massive, but very mixed, reaction from the sold out ACW crowd. She looks very, very tired and she looks like she is extremely angry. She does not take her time as she gets to the ring and her pace is so fast that it is almost a run. As she gets to the ring steps, she slows down and walks up them methodically. As she moves through the middle rope, her eyes to shift toward the crowd a few times, but only because she is keeping her eyes open searching for Ridley. Her eyes do not find him and she takes a few seconds before bringing her mic up to her mouth and beginning to speak. Her voice is almost a whisper and it is also relatively shaky.
Rose: A lot of things happened at Genocide and many of them I wish I never had to witness or be a part of. One thing that I wanted to be the part of the most was the Russian Chain Match and a part of me wishes that I had not thought of the idea. It opened my eyes and I saw some things that I did not want to see, but at least I see clearly now. Yet there is one thing that was left unfinished…… Wyvern, get out here right now!
"Trip Like I Do" hits and Wyvern comes out to the complete adulation of the crowd. He has a large bandage covering his head and he looks like he has been through a war. He reaches the ring quickly and Rose continues to speak.
Rose: Thank you, Wyvern, for helping me see what I did not want to see.
Wyvern cautiously looks around, making sure that this isn’t another Curbstomp waiting to happen. As soon as he registers the fact that Ridley is nowhere around, he grabs a mic from Phillip, who hands him it through the ropes. Wyvern begins to speak.
Wyvern: You know, I’m awfully confused about what transpired Saturday. As I was hanging, fighting for my life, I saw things flash before my eyes. I saw my career, my life, and oddly enough, it’s affected me. I’ve realized that every moment alive is worth it. So, I too must be thankful for what you’ve done.
Rose: Don’t be too thankful, it’s not something that I wanted to do. No, I wanted to enjoy watching you suffer, but I did not. The doubts I felt were proven by you and I really am not thrilled with this turn of events, but change is change, I will manage.
Rose pauses for a moment, seemingly gathering words.
Rose: I do have a question for you Wyvern, what do we do when all we know and love becomes a nightmare to us?
Wyvern looks rather perplexed at the question made by Rose, and the crowd looks to be slightly confused as well.
Wyvern: Since when does sadism not count as a nightmare? Rose, you of all people should know the background from which I originated. I’ve hurt many people in my career. Hell, I was mere inches away from doing the same to you.
Wyvern pauses.
Wyvern: However, I want you to know this: I respect you. Regardless of your convictions and the inner struggle you are obviously dealing with, you came out to the ring Saturday and made an impression I won’t forget. You proved to me you’re human. Now…I can imagine what you’re feeling about Ridley and your ways.
The crowd waits anxiously for Wyvern’s words, as he may be treading on thin ice.
Wyvern: However, perhaps now is the time to re-invent yourself. Make yourself. You say all that you know and love becomes a nightmare to you? How about you take the time to discover yourself?
Rose: Thank you for the advice Wyvern, but you must realize that I cannot change who I am. I tried for so many years to change, and after years of failure I have learned to accept who I am. I simply cannot change something that is interred in my very being. I cannot change just as you cannot change. You must understand this?
Wyvern: Listen, I can’t possibly understand your mindset right now. However, I do understand portions of the human psyche, and change is possible. My covetous prize, my symbol of fame, my vice, the EWL King of Hardcore Trophy, now lies in a trash can. If anything, I’m living proof of the ability to change. You say you’re unable to do so, but I challenge you on that.
The crowd roars, thinking that Rose vs. Wyvern IV is going to be announced right here.
Wyvern: No…I’m not challenging you in a way that’d do you harm. I want you to try once more to try and change your way of life. Not for me, not for the fans, but for yourself.
Rose: We’ll have to see what the future brings Wyvern. I do thank you for understanding and I just want to know that in some perverse way, I see you as a friend. I don’t know why just yet, but I think we are more alike than we realize.
Wyvern seems a little taken aback by the statement, and even more so as Rose extends her hand in a congratulatory way, cutting him off from anything he was intending to say. Wyvern obliges, extending his hand out as well, and executing a simple handshake, to a resounding pop from the crowd. Rose then walks backwards and quickly exits the ring as quickly as she came. Wyvern stands in the ring for a good while after she leaves and it is almost as if he is thinking long and hard about what has just happened. He then decides that it is best for him to leave and he leaves the ring just as he came, as the show takes a commercial break.
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