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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 7, 2005 15:47:00 GMT -5
Segment: A fitting “punishment” (Credit: Ridley)
The scene shifts abruptly; even before the camera can fade in, a familiar voice is heard, shouting very loudly.
Ginger: Absolutely unacceptable!
The segment fades into a shot of Ginger's office, with the chairman gesticulating wildly at his desk. Ridley stands, disinterested-looking, at the other side of it and rolls his eyes as Ginger continues raving.
Ginger: You know full well what I wanted you to do out there!!!
Ridley simply shrugs.
Ridley: You said go out there and be his last opponent in the gauntlet. You never said to win.
Ginger pounds the desk, drawing the attention of Bruce and Tyrone, who raise an eyebrow in concerted motion as they half-turn. Ridley gives both of them a vicious glare.
Ginger: All right, FINE. I can't overturn the match result, so Blade stays.
Ridley smirks.
Ginger: But I CAN put you in a match of your own Monday...yes, I think that's appropriate. Since you screwed me out of watching Bladeseika's gauntlet beat him...you're going to undergo your own.
A raised eyebrow is all the response he gets. Having failed to elicit a satisfactory reaction, Ginger continues.
Ginger: With double the people.
Still nothing.
Ginger: And your former partner will be your last opponent, should you even MAKE IT to her.
Finally, a reaction. However, it's not the one Ginger expected...
Ridley (grins):Good. I look forward to it.
He turns and strides past both guards, taking the time to glare at both of them, before shutting the door behind him and vanishing into the shadows of the hallway.
End segment.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 7, 2005 15:47:31 GMT -5
Segment: Lack of Confidence (Credit: Davey Marvel)
The scene fades in from black. We look in on the New Breed locker room. We see Davey Marvel sitting down in a chair in full ring attire. His hood is up, setting the mood which seems to be a gloomy one. There are various other New Breed members littered through out the locker room, relaxing and getting ready for their respective mathces. Wyvern seems to be bearing up well despite what he’s been through recently, Jake Cheng is getting mentally prepared for a match with a man that Davey is quite familiar with, BladeSeika. Davey also has a match later on in the night with the former ACW champion, BK London. Although it will serve as one of Davey's toughest challenges yet, he hasn't really appeared to prepare for it yet. He has his ring attire on, but doesn't seem as if he is a man that is ready to fight a former champion. It doesn't take long for Wyvern to take notice of Davey's gloomy mood.
Wyvern: Davey what is wrong with you man? I haven't see you look like this since....well...., Ever!
Davey: Nothing, I am fine. I just...
Wyvern feigns panic in an attempt to cheer Davey up.
Wyvern: Good God, You're not possessed again are you? AH CRAP!! I knew it. I knew this was gon...
Davey cuts Wyvern off before he can finish.
Davey: Whoa whoa whoa, settle down man! I am not possessed.
Though his attempt at humour’s failed, Wyvern won’t give up that easily.
Wyvern: I know, I know. What’s wrong though man? If there is one man in the ACW you can confide in it's me.
Davey: It's just, it's just that you and Jake have both accomplished a lot here. I on the other hand have done basically nothing but cut a poor announcer’s ear off, while I was too weak to fight against the power of a ridiculous sword which I then lost anyway. I talk about "my time" but when it comes to actually be my time, I choke. Last Meltdown I had the perfect chance to do something and I couldn't do it. I had a chance to become the ACW Lightweight Champion against Daredevil and I blew it.
Wyvern: So you had a couple matches that didn't go your way. Big deal! Davey, I want you to realize something. You are still real young yet and have a lot of wrestling experience you need under your belt. Comparing yourself to me is both unfair to you and me. I have been around the block and busted my ass to get what I have Earned! Now I know that you have the potential to be the top draw...
Jake (Sticks his head out from behind a wall): What was that...
Wyvern: Nothing...don't worry about it.
Jake: Okay...
Jake goes back to doing what he was doing.
Davey (To Wyvern): I guess you have a point.
Wyvern: I have an idea... I have to go, good luck with your matches...
Davey: Yeah, you too.
Davey watches on confused as Wyvern makes his way out the locker room door. Davey is left wondering what Wyvern is doing while Jake still wants to know what Wyvern said.
Camera Fades to commercial.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 7, 2005 15:48:05 GMT -5
Match 4: White Rose vs. ??
Next up is a somewhat unusual match; neither Rose nor the fans know whom her opponent will be, so the nature of the contest is completely open to speculation.
Philip: This is a singles match, set for one fall…..Introducing first, from St Petersburg, Russia, Alexandra Kaesar, the White Rose!
”Her Ghost in the Fog” hits, and Rose gets a much warmer reception than she’s used to as she heads to the ring. Her expression is hard to read; she enters the ring, walks around it once, and then returns to the centre; she knows that anyone could be about to walk out through that curtain, from El Froggy Mask all the way up to Ridley himself. If she’s nervous, however, it’s concealed behind a veneer of ice.
Philip is handed a small envelope which gives him the details he requires to finish the introductions. He opens it up, reads the note, and looks more than a little surprised…<br> At that moment, music starts to play – however, the fans don’t recognize it as belonging to any of the current roster; it’s Marylin Manson and Eminems’ “The Way I am”. When the music’s owner appears on the ramp, however, there’s a great surge of sound, as the fans have no trouble recognizing him at all.
Philip: And her opponent, from New York City…….Angelo “The Venom” Giovanni!
Angelo strides to the ring, and at once everyone can see that he’s in great condition, and all trace of his previous injuries are gone. Rose raises an eyebrow, moderately surprised, but perhaps also a little relived. Angelo slides into the ring and confidently faces Rose, and the referee, happy that all’s in order, gives the nod for the match to begin.
Bell Rings.
Rose and Angelo begin to circle around, watching each other carefully. The crowd can see that Angelo’s not been idle during his extended absence; he’s physically more toned, and when he finally gets close enough to lock up with Rose his moves are fluent and practiced. Both competitors do their best to secure a strong grip until Angelo uses a DDT to score the first proper hit; Rose is up again very quickly, but Angelo takes advantage and gets Rose into a headlock from where he applies several knees to the gut. Rose, however, isn’t any more keen on losing to Angelo now than she would have been previously, and she twists out and straight into a neckbreaker that takes Angelo by surprise. Rose makes a cover, and Angelo shoves her away before the ref’s even able to count 1, showing that he’s not going to be intimidated despite his foe’s formidable reputation. Some more toe to toe fighting ensues with Rose and Angelo each giving as good as they get, and Rose breaks the pattern by whipping Angelo to the ropes. She follows so that the pair meet far more quickly that Angelo anticipates, and Rose clotheslines him down; Angelo rolls back to his feet and this time sidesteps just in time as Rose runs forward for an encore. Hitting the ropes again Rose accelerates to top speed – and charges directly into a dropkick from Angelo that has truly spectacular height and force. Rose almost flips 360 on impact and Angelo dives in for a cover; Rose kicks at just past the two, and gets up holding her cheek in a manner that suggests she felt the impact of that move. Angelo grins and taunts Rose with a chinflick, which draws some booing but also a sort of knowing pop as the fans enjoy seeing Angelo back at 100% fitness.
Rose just smiles at Angelo’s bravado; she simply gives him the “come on” signal, and Angelo doesn’t take much persuading to do so. He’s a little too focused on his own offense, however, and Rose’s roundhouse kick comes out of the blue to knock him sideways and off balance. Rose uses a neat shoulder tackle to send Angelo to the mat and then lays down several stomps before heading to the nearest corner; the fans cheer in anticipation, and they cheer even more as Rose takes to the air for her moonsault. Angelo, however, responds by drawing up his legs; Rose hits his knees and rolls off holding her abdomen. Angelo gets up quickly – he knows Rose too well to spend any time gloating or playing to the crowd, and carefully hooks her arms before picking her up on to his shoulders. Angelo completes his signature Back Bustin’ Drop by pulling off a backbreaker to his knee, and then following through directly into a Pedigree variation; it’s a risky and complex sequence, but Angelo has the guts to see it through and pins, 1……2……th – Rose kicks, and there’s a small groan from a few members of the crowd. Angelo doesn’t let his own disappointment make him lose focus; he starts picking Rose up again, but even with him paying attention Rose’s strength means she can’t be contained for long. Concentrating her power, Rose rips her arms free and claps Angelo around the ears, dizzying him; she attempts to set up the Mark of the Rose, but Angelo sees it coming and kicks her back. In return he goes for the Italian Decimator, however Rose is also familiar with this move and breaks free before he can complete it. Rose then gets to one side and legsweeps Angelo to the mat; she stamps on his leg a couple of times before locking in her figure four, in the centre of the ring. Angelo tries to reach the ropes, but Rose is not prepared to let that happen; with nowhere to go Angelo’s not about to risk another injury, and he taps in a controlled manner which shows that he’s taking a tactical decision, not screaming for mercy.
Philip: Here is your winner……….Alexandra Kaesar!
Rose lets Angelo out of the hold; she gets up and walks away without further comment, but as the camera catches the expression on her face it’s evident that she realises that Angelo has improved significantly in his time away. Angelo gets up after a few seconds of recovery – the figure four’s as agonizing as ever, but Angelo seems to have arrived with a new attitude as well as some new moves, and everyone wonders just how far he can go now that his convalescence has mysteriously ended.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 7, 2005 15:49:08 GMT -5
Segment: Inner Conflicts (Credit: BK)
Out in the backstage, BK London is stretching in Ginger's office as he is getting ready for his match against Davey, he then begins running in place and Ginger and Mercer watch on as BK puts his body through the limit preparing for his match.
Ginger: Look at that, the perfect specimen, he's like chiseled rock and he's ready for any competitor who comes in his way.
Mercer: You may start to think highly of him but I doubt he is thinking the same of you.
Ginger: What do you mean?
Mercer: Well look at him, he isn't thinking much about the Corporate Alliance. He is thinking about the World Title.
Ginger: Well, we both want that belt from the waist of that heathen Yoko and her bunny.
Mercer: Of course you want it but you two want it for totally different reasons. You want it to get rid of Yoko and to be back as the top stable in ACW, but BK wants it to complete himself. He is driven by ruthless aggression and you are driven by power and soon those two things will collide and the result won't be pretty, trust me.
Ginger’s patience with Stanton is starting to wear thin.
Ginger: Mercer, you don't know what you’re talking about. Why don't you leave my business up to me?
As Ginger looks up he no longer sees BK London preparing but him arguing with Craig Lewis, Ginger's apprentice.
Craig: I knew you had it out for me, that’s why you superkicked me at the end of the match wasn't it?
BK: Listen you nutsack, I superkicked you only because you hit me with a chair.
Craig: Who are you calling a nutsack ?!!
BK: You, jackass.
Ginger(Interrupting): Enough, Enough !!! I am tired of this constant fighting between you two, you two tonight are going to act as a team and that is final. The Corporate Alliance is a unit and I will not have anymore bickering between you.
BK(low-voice): Nutsack….
Craig: Kiss my ass you---
Ginger: That’s it. Enough out the two of you, you two will act as a team if I have anything to say about it. Now BK, your match is coming up, you get to the ring. And Craig, you should get to the training room to work on your wrestling abilities.
BK and Craig, still angry at each other, walk out the room in opposite directions. Ginger holds his head down, and Stanton’s face flickers with just a tinge of amusement as the scene fades out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 7, 2005 15:49:59 GMT -5
Segment: Attack from the Darkness (Credit: Hunter)
The scene fades into a dimly lit hallway. The fans give a minor pop as Hunter and Anthony Kalb appear around the corner. They look at the doors on either side of them, discontent with the signs they see. They then stop at a door in the middle of the hall.
Hunter: "Boiler Room." Are you ready?
Kalb: Yeah.
Kalb opens the door and walks inside. Hunter follows him and closes the door behind them. They start looking around their surroundings. The room is fairly large, with random electric equipment and such lying around. The entire room is lit by a single lightbulb hanging in the middle of the room, and there is some light coming from one window at the back of the room. There are many shelves and good hiding spots, so Hunter can easily see why his tormenter chose this room. Kalb eyes a few papers lying on the ground, and he walks over and picks them up. Suddenly, the lights go out with a loud crash. The single lightbulb has obviously been broken.
Hunter: Shit.
There are some loud noises. Kalb then turns towards the camera, and his face can barely be seen. It is his voice that the audience recognizes.
Kalb: Dude, go for the door.
Kalb is speaking to the cameraman, who is the closest to the door. The camera moves at some weird angles, then focuses back on Kalb.
Cameraman: It's locked.
Kalb: Crap. Hunter, are you okay?
Hunter: Yeah, I'm fine.
Suddenly, some other sounds are heard, including a loud crash, that sounds like metal hitting metal. Then there's another crash, the sound of glass breaking. The cameraman turns towards the newly broken window, but is too late to see the tormenter jump out. Kalb can be heard running towards where Hunter is.
Kalb: What happened?
Hunter: Some guy snuck up behind me. I could hear his breathing, so I quickly turned around. From the light from the window, I easily made out a tall man's silhouette. He was holding a crowbar, and before I knew it, he swung it full force at me. I ducked, though. He nearly took my head off. He then ran towards the window and jumped out before I had time to respond.
Kalb can be heard sighing. Suddenly, the door opens. The cameraman points the camera at the face of an old man in a janitor's outfit.
Janitor: Is everything okay? I heard some crashes and-
Hunter: Everything's fine.
Kalb walks over to the broken window and looks out.
Kalb: Yeah, the guy's definitely gone. But I see the crowbar. Hmm, that's weird.
Hunter: What?
Kalb comes back into the room and looks at the newly illuminated heater.
Kalb: You said that he swung full force at you and you ducked, right?
Hunter: Yeah, why?
Kalb: Well, there wasn't a dent in the crowbar, and there isn't one in the heater. It's as if...
Hunter: As if what?
Kalb: ...as if no one even hit the two together. I mean, one of the two would have at least a crack in it.
Hunter goes wide-eyed.
Hunter: Are you saying that I lied?
Kalb: No, no, it's not-
Hunter: Fuck you Anthony. I was this close to getting killed. I DIDN'T imagine it.
Hunter walks towards the door.
Kalb: Wait, that's not what I meant! Where are you going?
Hunter turns to him, now in a more calm manner.
Hunter: I've got to speak to Ginger.
Kalb: Uh...okay. Later.
Hunter walks out of the room. Kalb takes another look at the window, then at the heater, and then slowly walks out and closes the door.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 7, 2005 15:50:25 GMT -5
Segment: Back in business (Credit: Yoko)
As Angelo Giovanni returns backstage, he immediately comes face to face with Ginger himself, who is absolutely furious.
Ginger: You were NOT cleared to be here tonight. ...You could have agitated your injury!
Angelo smirks.
Angelo: I'm not injured anymore. You know I'm not injured anymore either. You just don't want me around.
Ginger: ...I just have your best interests in mind.
Angelo: That's funny. You're a funny guy. I got this letter in the mail telling me to go ahead and come back. It also said that you were purposely keeping me out as long as possible.
Ginger: I don't know what you're talking about.
??: It's what you told me.
Ginger realizes Stanton has come up behind him.
Mercer: I didn't think it was very fair, what you were doing to Angelo here. So I gave him the ok to come back. Now he's had a match, he's fine, he's back full time. No excuses.
Ginger: You...You can't do that.
Mercer: I believe our contract states that we have the power to veto each other's decisions. You didn't veto this, so-
Ginger: I didn't KNOW about it!
Mercer: You didn't veto it when you had the chance, so it stands.
Angelo walks past Ginger, and shakes Mercer Stanton's hand.
Angelo: Doing right by this, that means a lot to me. And I'll do right by you if you ever need me, I'm in your debt.
Mercer: I'll be sure to let you know if I need you.
Angelo nods and decides to head back to his locker room. Ginger simply stands there in shock.
Mercer: I feel like we may not be getting along so well, do you think you could go about getting me my own office?
He leaves Ginger in the hallway after the question.
End Segment.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 7, 2005 15:51:41 GMT -5
Segment: Not everyone’s hero (Credit: Bladeseika)
The scene opens with Blade walking down one of the many ACW hallways which have been seen may times throughout the shows. He continues walking until one of the people he passes happens to brush against him as they pass. He is going to simply ignore it, but then he hears the person call his name. Intrigued, Blade stops dead in his tracks and turns around to see that the man has stopped as well.
??: Blade….
The man turns around and Blade quickly recognizes him as one of the New Breed members, Jake Cheng.
Jake: Blade, I believe I need to speak with you.
Blade: OK….
The two move to the side of the hallway to avoid obstructing any possible traffic, which may come along as they talk. Jake then moves in close to Blade.
Blade: So what’s up?
Jake: I wanted you to know that I don’t trust you.
Blade: What do you mean?
Jake: You MAY have everyone else fooled, but not me. From what I have witnessed since you came back, you are just as sadistic as you were when you left.
Blade raises an eyebrow in confusion.
Blade: What would make you think that?
Jake: Don’t play dumb with me, for starters, ever since you came back, you have been playing buddy buddy with Ridley, one of the most twisted individuals to ever step through the doorway of ACW.
Blade: We have NOT been playing “buddy buddy”. It IS true that there have been instances were we were in a situation where helping each other was to our mutual benefit, but as of now that is where our relationship ends. And I assure you, Ridley’s views are RADICALLY different from my own, and other than a similar fighter’s instinct, I believe we have very little else in common.
Jake: Yeah, you SAY that, but actions speak louder than words. And from the actions you’ve made so far, I’d say you’re just as ruthless as he ever was.
Blade: What actions would THESE be, pray tell?
Jake: Fuck, your “glorious” return at Genocide for one!
Blade: I had to come back and save a friend from being killed………how could that ever be considered ruthless?
Jake: Your actions may have been intended to be noble, but you went beyond that.
Blade: How so?
Jake: Because, after you saved Davey, which we all do thank you for, after you had already knocked the man out and taken away all that which could ever make him evil, when he was perfectly harmless and defenseless, you COULD have left him alone. But you didn’t, instead you took it upon yourself to crush him even more and debut that new “move” of yours.
Blade: You’re right, I did. But I did so because it was to prove a point, both to Davey as well as to anyone else who could easily be tempted by quick power.
Jake: What point would that be?
Blade: That the end result is the same, that anyone who uses evil for their own personal gain will always end up a broken heap in the middle of that ring.
Jake: Davey wasn’t using the power; he was forced under its control, much as you were by Jack.
Blade: No he wasn’t, I’ve looked back at the tapes, Davey blatantly took the sword after I broke myself from its control. He had to have evil in his heart from the beginning in order for him to allow it to take him over like that. Hell, the only reason it got me was because it combined with the gauntlets to overpower me.
Jake: I don’t believe you; Davey told us the reason he took the sword was because he was being mind controlled to do it.
Blade: Mind controlled eh…. maybe YOU’RE THE one who is being fooled then.
Jake: Or maybe you’re just lying through your teeth like a dog. Either way, I plan on facing you tonight and PROVING that you’re nothing more than the evil son of a bitch you were when you left.
Blade: If you really want to face me, I got no problems with taking you on in the ring. But what makes you think you could ever stand a chance against me, if I may be so bold as to ask?
Jake: Simple, did you see my match on Monday?
Blade: yes, I thought you did quite well against someone so far out of your league as Yoko is.
Jake: Indeed, in fact I’m pretty certain I did far better than you did in your encounter with her, so I doubt you’re as tough as everyone believes.
Blade has a look of utter astonishment on his face for a second, before having to let out a slight laugh.
Blade: That man who faced Yoko at Ragnarok was FAR from the man who currently stands in front of you, not only in mind set, but also in skill level.
Jake: No, I’m rather certain that person IS the exact same one standing in front of me, just in brighter clothing and tonight.
Jake steps closer to Blade, so that they are nose to nose.
Jake: TONIGHT, I will prove it to the entire world…<br> Blade: We shall see…<br> Jake: Indeed, we shall….
Jake backs off and heads back to his locker room to get ready for his match. Blade meanwhile stands there for a second, in thought, before finally heading to his own locker room, as the scene fades to black.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 7, 2005 15:54:35 GMT -5
Match 5: Davey Marvel vs. BK London (Credit: Wyvern)
Questions permeate the crowd as they prepare for the next match, which pits two men who have recently started to make amends to their reputations. One of them is a former champ, while one of them looks to establish a foothold in the ACW and attain a title in the near future. Progress will be made by one of the two competitors here tonight, which one will it be? Phillip enters the ring to get the match underway.
Phillip: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, a member of the New Breed, hailing from Ann Arbor, MI, Davey Marvel!
The crowd cheers as “Tougher than Leather” hits. Marvel emerges, looking ready for a challenge tonight, and what a challenge he has before him, facing the former ACW World Champion. As he greets fans on the way down to the ring, a part of his demeanor is showing he is taking this match seriously. He climbs up the ring steps, and enters the ring. He begins to stretch a little bit before his challenger arrives.
Phillip: And his opponent, hailing from Brooklyn, New York, BK London!
”Public Service Announcement” hits to a very mixed reaction as BK London emerges from the entranceway. He is currently trying to make amends to his reputation, and judging by his expressions on the way to the ring, tonight could be a good start for him. He ignores the naysayers in the crowd, while acknowledging his loyal supporters as he climbs into the ring, and awaits the bell.
The bell rings.
Bk and Davey lock up immediately, and the match begins. Marvel gets the opening maneuver, throwing BK with an armdrag. BK springs back up and charges Marvel, but Marvel hits yet another armdrag. This repeats itself two more times, before an attempt by Marvel is blocked by BK, and BK nails Marvel with a standing clothesline, so vicious it could be considered a finisher. BK picks Marvel back up, and whips him into the ropes, Marvel is thrown via a belly to belly suplex immediately upon the rebound by BK, and the crowd cheers on the performance of the two men so far in this match. Marvel struggles to get up to his feet, and BK lunges for the Shades of Michaels, but Marvel catches it, and swings him around, kicking him in the midsection after the spinning has ceased. Marvel takes the dazed BK, and nails a snap suplex. BK holds his back in pain as Marvel gets right back up, and swings over to BK’s legs and locks him in a half crab. BK squirms in pain, trying to get out of the hold, but Davey rolls with it to keep the hold in. However, BK’s tenacity allows him to reach the ropes before the thought of submission could arise in his mind. The ref calls for the rope break, which Davey obliges. With both men up again, Davey and BK lock up, and Davey manages to whip BK into a corner. Davey follows BK and attempts a stinger splash, but BK dodges, and Davey hits the turnbuckle, as the crowd “oohs” from the impact. Davey stumbles back, as BK doesn’t miss a beat, leaping on the top rope, and nailing the Pill. It looks like Marvel is going to tap, but no!!!! Marvel’s arm dangles onto the bottom rope, saving him from a very probable submission.
As Marvel tries to get back up, BK is starting to build up some steam, looking to attempt another Shades of Michaels, and this time it connects, dropping Marvel back down the mat. BK moves in on his opponent, not giving him any time to relax, and he places Marvel into the Corporate Lock! Marvel starts thrashing, trying to break out of the lock, but BK has a very good hold on it. BK drags Marvel to the middle of the ring, and locks his other leg in such a way where forward progress by Marvel is very difficult. BK twists the ankle even more, and his face starts to contort, from the amount of pressure he’s placing on the ankle. Marvel begins to thrash even more wildly, and finally it pays off. He shakes enough where BK has trouble keeping his balance, and Marvel manages to spin over and kick BK before he is able to roll the lock. BK stumbles backwards from the kick, as Marvel crawls up to his feet. BK rushes at him for a clothesline, but Marvel ducks, and swings behind BK, and uses the inertia from bouncing on the ropes, and he nails a german suplex, but BK backflips out of the suplex. As Marvel springs up to his feet to assess the situation, BK locks him in for a London-plex and drops him down to the ground. BK looks to the top rope, with Marvel down on the mat, and he climbs the rope. He signals for the From Brooklyn to London, and he nails it! He makes the cover. 1…2….no! It’s reversed by Marvel into a pin of his own! 1….2….no!!! The pin is reversed by London once again! 1…2…3! The bell rings.
Phillip: And here is your winner, BK London!
The crowd cheers BK on his victory here tonight, which was nearly stolen from Marvel, who put a valiant effort in trying to stop the former World Champion. BK celebrates his victory, knowing that he has won cleanly without the help of anyone else. As Marvel gets up, BK approaches him. The crowd starts to think he’s going to attack him, as boos start to permeate the crowd, but they quickly turn to cheers as the two shake hands, congratulating each other on a well-fought match. They walk to the back as the camera fades.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 7, 2005 15:56:48 GMT -5
Segment: Surion Update (Credit: Surion) As the fans in the arena are waiting for the next event, the titantron is powered up and the camera shot fades in to show Kevin Anderson, standing in front of a hospital door. The sounds of the hospital can be heard emanating in the background; the nurses’ call over the intercom the most prominent.
”Doctor to room 254, doctor to room 254.”
Kevin, who is standing in front of the door to room 254, is quickly pushed out of the way. The camera reorients as Kevin slips into the room behind the doctor and nurses.Kevin: This is Kevin Anderson, reporting from St. John’s Medical Center in Longview, Washington. I am here to get an update on the condition of Surion, whose hometown is just across the other side of town. Surion has been here since he was flown in following his attack from Ridley. A nurse brushes past Kevin, who reaches out and grabs the nurse lightly.Kevin: Excuse me; can I get an update on Surion’s condition? Nurse #1: Mr. Starr has been unconscious since he has been brought to the hospital. We have been monitoring his condition closely, and he appears to be in a stable condition. Kevin: Ok, thank you nurse. Kevin turns and addresses the camera.Kevin: This is Kevin Anderson, for ACW, signing o—<br> Kevin is interrupted by the sound of a groan coming from the bed on the end of the row, which is surrounded by balloons and cards and such. Also, a painting of what appears to be a door with the imprint of a human is sitting next to the window. Kevin moves swiftly to the bed, and the camera orients on the familiar face of Surion, who is coming into consciousness. Upon hearing the groan, two nurses rush to his bedside.Nurse #1: Mr. Starr? Mr. Starr? Andy, wake up. Surion groans again, still with his eyes shut. Kevin moves in closer to get a better look, but is intercepted by a second nurse.Nurse #2: I’m sorry, sir, but you must leave now. Kevin: Hey, I’m Kevin Anderson, head reporter from ACW, and this is a very important—<br> Nurse #2: I don’t care, you must leave now! The nurse, a rather hefty woman, literally grabs Kevin and moves him out of the room. She closes the door after dropping Kevin. Kevin stands up and dusts himself off, before reorienting on the camera.Kevin: Well, the best I can give you all back at ACW, is that Surion is finally awake after twelve days. Hopefully, after things settle down, I can get a better update. Once again, this is Kevin Anderson, signing off. The scene fades away with the close up of the door’s nameplate:
Room 254 Andy ‘Surion’ Starr [/center]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 7, 2005 15:58:12 GMT -5
Segment: A Redecoration (Credit: Latino)
The scene shifts and opens up to show an ACW hallway that is as usual brimming with people trying to keep the show running top notch. Suddenly, the chairman of ACW comes into view as he is shown walking down the hallway. The camera follows him as he keeps walking down and suddenly the camera stops as Ginger himself does the same action. The audience at home and in attendance struggle to see why Ginger has stopped but his back obscures any view of what he’s seeing. The camera pans around the chairman and inch by inch reveals a giant Puerto Rican flag draped down the door leading to his office.
Ginger: What the...?
Ginger tries to open the door but surprisingly it’s locked. He looks surprised and looks around almost in disbelief as if someone should be next to him in order to yell at. He immediately starts banging on the door until finally it opens up and the fans suddenly start cheering once they see whom it is.
Latino (with a big smile): Heey! It’s the chairman of A…C…W!
Ginger: What the hell are you doing in my office Laureano! I suspended you…indefinitely!
Latino: Hey, hey calmase down jefe. I know, I know since you suspended me I need to….you know, keep myself busy. Sooo, I took some odd jobs and it just happens that today I was hired to redecorate your office. I also figured I could help you get in touch with your….inner Puerto Rican.
Ginger: I didn't hire you, I hired Otinal decorators…….
Ginger stops as the penny drops. Latino doesn’t give him any more time to think about things, however.
Latino: Come on chiquito check out what I did! Mira, I have your very own stove installed into the office.
Ginger slowly walks into his office, for once he really is lost for words with his mouth hanging open. There is indeed a stove now neatly set up in a corner of the room.
Latino: Hey, don’t worry. Ease up, you can’t get that blood pressure up. I mean look what I got cooking on the stove. I’m making some arroz y habichuelas. Oh wait, I forget you don’t know Spanish. I wouldn’t want to confuse you. I made you some rice and beans. MMMM just like mi madre use to make.
Latino grabs a large spoon and dips it into the pot as he stirs the beans. After a couple more stirs he pulls it out holding it carefully not to spill any of it.
Latino: Toma, get a nice taste of these beans.
Latino goes to bring it to Ginger’s mouth but it’s obvious by the look on his face that he doesn’t want anything of it. Latino “accidentally” drops the spoon, spilling the contents and completely ruining the chairman’s expensive shirt.
Latino (sarcastically): Oops. I'm sorry, I didn’t mean to spill that all over you. Here let me clean that off with some water and-
Ginger (Finding his tongue and cutting Latino off): You aren't getting away with this Laureano! Get the hell out of my office and get rid of all this shit!
Latino: Whoa relax, relax. I still haven’t finished the tour of your new office. I mean look all around you. Mira! I have the picture of Santa Maria.
Latino signals the cross over his chest. Ginger starts to look around, and now sees all the other “improvements” that Latino has made.
Latino: Oh! Oh hold on look over there! I have this wall dedicated to me…the Latino One himself. Because I know how much you love to see your favorite superstar in ACW. Mira allí look at this picture. Remember that was when Ridley and I used you as a test dummy with those kicks. Oh, what about this picture when I stripped your car for parts?
Latino wraps one arm around Ginger.
Ahhhhh Good times jefe, good times. Wait! How could I forget the best part of your new office. Look what I did to your desk!
Ginger (turning around towards his desk): I can't believe you've done this Latino! And what the fuck have you done to my desk!?
Latino: Ah man, I knew you would love it. I converted your desk into a little, mini Lowrider. See the actual desk is like the dashboard. Then…you are gonna love this…your chair is like of…..a Lowrider. Orale! I knew you’d like it. Ginger take a seat in it!
Latino forcefully puts Ginger in the chair as he is becoming more and more angry by the entire situation.
Latino: Oh, I also had my cousin Ramón put in a special feature in your new desk.
Latino presses a button on top of the desk and suddenly Ginger’s chair starts bouncing up and down causing a very surprised look on the face of the chairman. He immediately gets up and pushes the chair towards the wall.
Ginger: Laureano….I want my office back to how it was NOW. I don’t care how many of your little inbred family members it takes-
Latino: ….Uh I can’t do that. I already sold your stuff. It’s ok though, I made a good bundle chico! Hey….don’t worry Ginger I’ll split the money with you. Here is your twenty bucks.
Ginger: Twenty!? I paid over twenty thousand dollars to get the entire office custom made for me!
Latino: Oh, oh I’m sorry. Was that not right of me? I mean did I take something away from you that you loved and enjoyed? I wonder what that must feel like huh? I mean I couldn’t possibly know what that is like.
Ginger (Finally loses it, realizing that Latino is not going to be any help at all to get it back): GET OUT! GET OUT OF MY OFFICE NOW! SECURITY!
Latino: Hey, hey no need to say the “S” word. I’m out jefe…..Trust me, this is not the last of me that you will see.
Latino leaves the office leaving Ginger to look around at his office still in disbelief over what has just happened. When he turns back around suddenly a bowl of rice and beans comes flying into his face and Latino comes back into view.
Latino: Enjoy the rice and you better enjoy the beans!
Latino scoots out of the office as the camera focuses in on a disgruntled Ginger with his face covered rice and beans. He picks up the bowl and throws it across the room as the food slowly drips down his face.
Fade to black.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 7, 2005 15:58:54 GMT -5
Segment: Making a Step Towards Gold (Credit: Daredevil) The camera pans to a shot outside the arena. It’s a warm, spring evening, and the vidiprinter, as ever, has ‘ACW Thursday Night Meltdown Sold Out’ rolling across. The camera then pans back inside the building, where the crowd are thrown into excitement as the speakers blast out furiously, and Daredevil and Jessie Hall walk out. Jessie is wearing a suit, what you’d expect from a woman whose professional job is being a solicitor. She walks sensibly down the ramp, holding Daredevil’s lightweight belt. Daredevil on the other hand is wearing his usual jeans, and jumping up and down on the ramp, shaking hands with the crowd, and slides into the ring. He then jumps onto the turnbuckles, waving his arms around then gets down. Jessie enters the ring, and takes a microphone from outside the ring. She then smiles at DD, and hands him the microphone.
DD: Ups in the house ACW!!!
The crowd are again cheering, Daredevil’s popularity soaring with that comment.
DD: It’s been a strange week here in the ACW. I mean, firstly I pin Jake to win my lightweight title, ending his illustrious 5 day reign as champion! Don’t worry, Jake, you matched that back-stabbing scum Surion…..
The crowd cheer at the comment, but boo at the sound of Surion’s name.
DD: So I was supposed to fight Rose tonight, shame that she’s unavailable, shame that I am now unavailable, shame that Jack McCarty has once again chosen to sit on a beach somewhere in the Caribbean rather than make sure I do what he says. Well, let’s just fuck him and fuck his stupid villa. Fuck his stupid beach and fuck him again. Well…..not literally, of course. But I’m sure you understand where I’m heading with that.
Again the crowd laugh and boo at the same moment. DD walks around the ring, Jessie standing with the lightweight belt.
DD: Which is why tonight in this very ring, I will face a man that you might say I have a few ‘issues’ with.
The crowd murmur amongst themselves, waiting with interest to see what DD has to say about his opponent.
DD: That person is…Fallen Souls. Fallen, last week we met up in the corridor, and you said some things that made me think. Ok, so maybe I need to shape up a bit, you can say the same about yourself. So that’s why earlier on today I issued a challenge which the Chairman has sanctioned…tonight, in this very ring, the Welsh One, the Daredevil, the Bit from Cardiff, Dan White, against the Future from the Past, the Man from Japan, Fallen Souls, for the International Title!. And if you DARE to, you will come out here and confirm this match as the potential greatest match in Meltdown history! So FSX, are you going to come out here and confront the Welsh One? Or are you going to sit with your little timid friends, the Senatorial Stable, and not face me tonight?
Sure enough, Boldly Going Nowhere hits and Fallen Souls comes out, carrying the International title. The crowd boo him, but some appreciate him, knowing what he has done to get as far as he has. He enters the ring, and takes the microphone off DD.
FSX: Listen, DD. I was saying before how you are a greedy gold hungry bastard, and you’ve just proven your point there.
DD steals the microphone back.
DD: Oh, how so?
FSX grabs the mic again.
FSX: Think about it. You got a title shot when clearly you were meant to face Rose, and tonight you’re going for more gold when clearly you should again be facing Rose. You aren’t exactly doing what you were told to do by your daddy, are you?
DD looks pissed off, and steals back the microphone once again.
DD: Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa there! Let’s get things straight: Firstly, he is NOT my ‘daddy’, he is simply a power-obsessed old man with a beard. Secondly, I’ll have you know that Ginger put the title on the line as a reward for me gaining and successfully defending my title against Davey.
FSX: Or, you went in there and destroyed his office again. Well, I’d love to stop here and chat, but I’ve got to get prepared for my title defense tonight against you, then my defense against Wyvern, then TNT, then Kross…Oh, and DD? I’m from Korea, not Japan.
Boldly Going Nowhere hits, and FSX goes to leave the ring. DD taps him on the shoulder, and FSX turns around. DD has an evil grin, and hits the Stunt Bomb on FSX. He then grabs the microphone, to say one final thing, addressing the crowd.
DD: And that, my friends, is the perfect…<br> He then kisses his index finger and pulls it away from his mouth.
DD: …Touch.
Jessie smiles and hands him his lightweight belt, and DD leaves the ring with Jessie. They go backstage arm-in-arm, leaving FSX holding his neck, looking very pissed off at both of them.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 7, 2005 16:00:11 GMT -5
Match 6: Jake Cheng vs. Bladeseika (Credit: Latino)
With the fans’ appetite whetted for the upcoming title match, first there’s an argument of a different kind to be settled.
Phillip: This next match is scheduled for one fall. Coming to the ring from Upstate New York…..BladeSeika!
Masahiro Chono - Team 2000 Crash starts playing throughout the speakers as the fans get up instantly. The crowd reaches deafening tones as they hold up their custom made signs up high with pride. Blade slaps hands with many lucky fans but moves on quickly as he rolls inside the ring. He stands up holding his arms up in the air as the fans cheer again.
Phillip: And his opponent from Dover, New Hampshire…..Jake Cheng!
Encore/Numb by Linkin Park/Jay-Z starts playing as Jake comes storming out from the back. Obviously ready to start his match he shakes a few hands but quickly climbs on top of the apron and jumps over the top rope. He looks over at Blade pointedly and then plays off to the crowd who are cheering like crazy once more.
The Bell Rings.
As the bell rings Jake takes a few steps back as he notices just how much bigger Blade is. He runs back and bounces off the ropes trying to gain some momentum. Blade tries to grab him but Jake ducks underneath and runs to the opposite end of the ring. As he comes back towards Blade he jumps up and locks on the hurricanrana. As he swings around Blade holds his ground as he grabs Jake’s legs and starts spinning around. He finally releases the hold as Cheng goes flying across the ring and slams into the corner turnbuckle. Blade quickly runs towards Jake and with a front flip crushes him against deeper into the corner. As he rolls over Cheng falls out of the ring falling onto the outside mats. The fans are now cheering louder and louder for Blade as he gets up and holds his arm up. Jake on the outside is holding his stomach in pain. Blade sees Jake outside and immediately runs towards the ropes and jumps over with a backflip. Cheng sees the flying ninja jumps over the barrier into the audience just in the nick of time leaving Seika to come crashing down onto the outside mats. The fans are all going nuts as the camera zooms in on Blade and can clearly see that it is all hurting inside. Jake knows he has to take a stand quickly in this match as he climbs on top of the barrier. He looks around at the fans and then back down at Blade who is still rolling around in pain. Cheng makes a few remarks and then jumps off with the Final Chapter, Backflip 540 Leg Drop, and landing perfectly on top of Blade.
Jake drags himself back up and grabs a hold of Blade. He runs him straight into the steel steps but keeps his hold of him not allowing Blade to fall back down. Now holding onto the Blade with both arms Jake rolls him back inside the ring. He climbs the apron and then springboards off the top rope pulling off the spinning leg drop. As his legs collide with Blade’s neck Jake goes for the cover and the ref slides down onto the mat. One…Two…kickout by Blade as Jake’s face if full of surprise. He gets back up and runs to the opposite ropes. As Blade gets up Jake is coming back towards. Cheng jumps on top of Blade and tries for a Tornado DDT. Seika doesn’t go down quickly as he grabs a hold of Jake and throws him down onto the mat with a Spinebuster. He goes for the pin as he drops down onto the mat. The ref makes the count One…Two…kickout by Jake as the fans create a huge uproar. Jake gets up as the fans are chanting his name “Jake! Jake! Jake!” Blade himself is up a few steps back as he looks around the arena. Jake suddenly jumps on the middle rope and springboards with an Asai Moonsault in the inside of the ring. Blade catches him and powerbombs Cheng deep into the mat. Blade drags Jake a little closer to him and pins his shoulders down as he goes for the pin One…Two….Three!!
Phillip: Here is your winner…….BladeSeika!!!
The fans are now on their fees as Blade gets up and the ref holds his arm up in victory. He plays off to the fans as they cheer louder and louder. As he rolls out the ring and leaves Jake himself now starts to get up. Even though he’s had a demonstration of how much stronger Blade is, he looks as if he’s still not 100% convinced about absolutely everything that Blade said earlier….. The fans though still cheer loudly as he starts to leave, and Jake sees that the fans at least find something worth supporting in both him and Blade. He looks around in surprise and gives them a glance and a raised hand as he leaves the ring.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 7, 2005 16:01:35 GMT -5
Segment: A surprise shot (Credit: Davey Marvel)
The camera returns to the New Breed’s locker room, focusing on a heavily disappointed Davey Marvel. There is no way he is happy after that tough loss to the former champ. He gets up and throws a chair in a fit of frustration, the chair hits a cement wall and Davey watches it as it splinters all over the place. Wyvern opens the door with a purpose, he comes at Davey with nothing but excitement in his face. He glances at the wood splinters and shrugs it off, as he continues to walk and approaches Davey.
Wyvern: I know you are probably upset and I can understand that, but before you get too down. I just want you to know this Monday on Meltdown you have a match against "the Rookie Monster" for the ACW Entertainment Title.
Davey: That is great but what about you? I thought that you’d somehow managed to get another shot yourself?
Wyvern: Don't worry about it man, I took care of it...
Davey: What did you do?
Wyvern: I just asked Gingerdude if I could take a different match, and in exchange you could have the shot. I am more than confident that you can beat Rookie, and this would be a great confidence booster for you. Not to mention a great way to jump start your career.
Davey (in a hesitant voice): Wow, thanks man....
Davey smiles, but he doesn’t look all that happy.
Wyvern: What's with the mood swings?
Davey: What if I screw it up? Then that will be devastating to my mind. I don't know if I can take that kind of disappointment right now. I appreciate what you have done, and thank you for putting yourself on the line in this situation. I am sorry but I can't do it.
Wyvern: Davey, I wouldn't have done this if I didn't know you could beat Rookie Monster. If you want to get out of this emotional rut you are in then I am begging you to take this match.
Davey: Okay, but if I lose I am warning you, I don't know what I am liable to do.
Wyvern: You have got to buck up! You can't be dragging this negative energy into your match. Don't worry about losing Davey, just concentrate on winning. Hey I have to go though, I have some business I have to take care of. Go do something to help take your mind off this night and focus on Monday. I am out...
Davey: Ya, Later Man...
Davey sits back down on a new chair and begins to forget that loss against BK, as the scene fades.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 7, 2005 16:02:58 GMT -5
Segment: Intense ambition (Credit: Yoko)
The camera fades in to show a cleaned up Ginger using an empty room as a temporary office. He’s looking at someone in front of his desk, and shaking his head.
Ginger: This makes more sense than your last try at this, but your timing is wrong. You need to focus on defending your title, not to go after tag belts.
The camera pulls out to reveal Yoko Satoshi and Jade in front of his desk.
Yoko: But we really want to be a tag team. We're both girls, we're both Japanese, we're both from Okinawa, we're both talented. We'll be the perfect team.
Ginger: Well. I do like her better than Orochi...I'm sure this would be better than Prison Break. I guess I can let you try, but you'll quickly give up after the stress gets you. Tag team name?
Yoko/Jade(At the same time): Intensely Intense.
Ginger: Alright, I'll get it sorted out for you soon I guess.
Yoko: Thank you.
End Segment.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 7, 2005 16:03:57 GMT -5
Segment: Hardcore Haven (Credit: ? )
The fans cheer, awaiting the next match. The match doesn't come, and instead the titantron goes black and the lights in the arena dim. The fans cheer, even though they don't know what to expect. The screen goes blood red. Disturbing noises fill the hearts and souls of the fans. The screen then displays a message.
HARDCORE HAVEN
The fans start to cheer, as they've been waiting for more news of this strange message.
COMING SOON
The screen then starts to flash a 30 foot cage, decorated on different sides by many random, unidentified objects. The cage flashes back and forth with the red screen. The flashing stops, and the screen shows a flower in a beautiful field. The field disappears, and then the flower is set on fire. The flower burns and a message flows over the burning flower.
SPRING INTO HELL
The titantron cuts to black, and the fans cheer and now have a reason to look forward to Spring into Hell. The lights go back up and the chattering grows even louder.
End Segment.
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