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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 14, 2005 15:54:58 GMT -5
Segment: A shadowy threat (Credit: Wyven)
The crowd is eagerly anticipating the rest of the show tonight, and so far they haven't been disappointed yet. And as "Cloud Connected" hits, they know that they are far from getting ripped off here tonight, as the crowd leaps to it's feet to welcome the New Breed. Wyvern, Jake, and Davey all emerge from the entranceway to a very positive response. Wyvern and Marvel display their titles, the International and Entertainment titles respectively, with pride as they head down to the ring. The trio stops to meet and greet with some of the fans, albeit briefly, shaking hands and so forth. Wyvern even takes the time to sign an autograph or two. After a few more moments, the New Breed assembles in the ring, as Wyvern picks up a mic first, ready to say what he wants to say.
Wyvern: Hello everybody!
The crowd responds very positively, with cheering threatening to turn into screaming permeates the arena. Wyvern is even taken aback a little bit by the reaction, and allows the crowd to relax a little before speaking again.
Wyvern: Now, I'm not at a hundred percent here tonight, but I felt I owed it to all of you in attendance to pay you all a visit, and with Jake and Marvel here, discuss with you all about how the New Breed is doing. But before we get any further, let me introduce the CURRENT ACW Entertainment Champion, Davey Marvel!!!
Upon Wyvern's coaxing, the crowd unleashes a surprising torrent of cheering for Marvel, congratulating him on his victory on Monday, where he acquired the Entertainment Title from the Rookie Monster. Marvel appears to be in high spirits here tonight.
Wyvern: And don't you guys forget about the high-flying risk-taker that is...Jake Cheng!
The same style response is met by Jake, and a look of appreciation comes over his face, despite being the only member of the New Breed without gold around his waist at the very moment.
Wyvern: Tonight, these two have a very important night ahead of them. They're going for the tag titles here tonight against G-Unit, and with you great fans here in attendance, hopefully tonight we'll bring yet another prestigious title to the New Breed!
Another obligatory pop by the crowd, and Wyvern begins to speak again.
Wyvern: However, before I hand the mic over, I really want to address a serious issue that's been afflicting me as of late. These blackout attacks that have been occurring as of late, are nothing short of bothersome. And I'm pretty sure who it is. It's just a matter whether or not the person behind this has the testicular fortitude to step forward and prove my hypothesis correct... I've noticed that this person doesn't like to have a fair fight. Sounds pretty hardcore to...
The lights fail, as the crowd screams. Yet, when the lights kick back on, everyone is still in the ring, unscathed. Wyvern looks very annoyed by this, as he speaks again.
Wyvern: Ridley, you can stop hiding in darkness. It's been done before, to a much-greater...
The lights fail again, but a much, much quicker lapse before they kick back on strobe-style as "Puritania" hits the P.A. Ridley storms out of the back, looking ready to kick ass and take questions later. He slides right into the ring, and Marvel and Jake flank Wyvern, but Ridley doesn't care. He gets right in the face of Wyvern, and speaks into Wyvern's mic.
Ridley: Before I begin to point out the error in your feeble ways, it'd be wise for your companions to realize this doesn't concern them.
Ridley stares at both Jake and Marvel, with a gaze that would even strike fear into the heart of a seasoned military official. Wyvern signals for them to leave, at the same time knowing he'd be better with them at his side, being in no condition to fight, but respecting his adversary's presence. Jake and Marvel reluctantly head to the back, keeping an eye out for Wyvern as they make their way up the ramp. Wyvern begins to speak.
Wyvern: Congratulations. You've managed to do quite a number on me. I must say your little blackout attacks are quite cowardly.
The crowd gasps at Wyvern's audacity to condescend Ridley, given his current condition.
Wyvern: Yeah, that's right. Listen to me. Perhaps deep down inside you see me as a threat to you, a threat that could make you realize how weak you can actually be. I just don’t understand why you'd resort to such an act of cowardice...You're the Lord of Hardcore, for fuck's sake!
Ridley's eyes light up with fury at Wyvern's comment, which definitely crossed the line with him. However, there is a very slim amount of restraint in Ridley's voice as he speaks to Wyvern.
Ridley: You're so shallow. Do you think I'd make it so obvious as to attack you in total darkness? You'll find out in due time who your little friend is...
Ridley stops for a moment, and chuckles to himself, before speaking again.
Ridley: You know Wyvern, I wish Rose wasn't as weak as you. There would've been two deaths instead of one at Genocide.
Wyvern: Shut the FUCK UP!
Wyvern's frustration explodes, as he strikes Ridley hard across the face with a quick right-handed jab to the face, dropping the mic in the process. Ridley moves his head back to the same position before the jab, and smiles. He throws a fist of his own a moment later, and a brawl ignites, to the delight of the violence-marks known as the audience. Wyvern and Ridley start laying into each other with full intent of eradicating the other.
Wyvern goes for Ridley's throat, and starts an attempt to choke him. However, this turns out to be a big mistake, as he leaves himself open for the easiest of counters, and with Wyvern's current state, one the most painful, as Ridley knee-lifts Wyvern in his already-injured groin. The crowd moans as Wyvern slumps to his knees. Ridley gets a look of pure malice as he runs and nails a brutal Shining Wizard on Wyvern, sending Wyvern to the mat. Ridley starts to set up for the Curbstomp, as the crowd erupts. However, as recent weeks have shown, this usually heralds the entrance of another entity.
Luckily for Wyvern, that fact has held true once again, as Rose manages to stop Ridley from injuring Wyvern any further. She and Ridley start brawling with severe bloodlust for one another. The fight spills to the outside, and works its way to the back. However, Wyvern struggles to get up inside the ring. He starts to get to his feet as the crowd gives him an ovation for the attempt to stand up against Ridley, given his condition. He tries to put a smile on his face, but he simply cannot do it. He tries to exit the ring, but as he reaches the ropes, the lights fail once more...
They come back on, once again with no effect, to the confusion of both Wyvern and the audience. However, as Wyvern exits the ring, a black-cloaked man who blended in with the ring apron, springs out from behind Wyvern, and gives him a complete blindside chair shot, and Wyvern falls to the ground helpless. Security storms ringside, trying to apprehend this "entity", but the lights fail briefly once more, giving the masked figure ample time to escape. EMTs rush to check on Wyvern, as Jake and Marvel rush back down to ringside, hoping that their friend isn't horribly injured. The EMTs place Wyvern on a stretcher, and carry him off, as Davey and Jake look on with faces full of concern, as the camera fades to commercial.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 14, 2005 15:56:29 GMT -5
Segment: A Personal Touch (Credit: Yoko)
Out in the backstage area, Ginger is storming his way to the Demon Pit, having heard a lot of insanely loud noise from that direction. He finds Elias alongside Mercer Stanton standing in the hallway near it. A lot of banging and drilling is coming from inside.
Ginger: What's going on here? What are you doing?
Mercer: Moving in! I need an office, and this empty room seemed perfect.
Ginger: You...Ridley might get angry, you can't.
Mercer: I'm sure he won't mind, it's been abandoned. Besides, we've already disposed of the torches and that throne, and we're getting a new door. They're fixing the electricity right now, and we already fixed the lights out here. See?
Ginger looks up, noticing this portion of the hallway is no longer in darkness.
Mercer: We need carpet, paint, and my furniture. I'll be moved into it soon. Don't you worry about it at all, Ginger.
Ginger: Yeah...I guess it's a good idea, things have gotten a little tense with us being so close. This couldn't hurt.
Elias: It's a good thing.
Ginger looks at Elias, as he usually doesn't speak. Ginger leaves to go back to his own office.
End Segment.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 14, 2005 15:57:40 GMT -5
Segment: Fallen Heroes, Rising Ambitions (Credit: BK, JonnyG, Gooeygarth, RDK, Angelo)
As ACW comes back from the last segment the fans are shown in the arena cheering wildly waiting for the next match tonight. Signs are held up all around the arena as the people tell the superstars what they think of them using the visual figures. "Public Service Announcement" begins to hit and the arena goes dark, and a very mixed reaction is heard as the lights come back on and BK London hits the stage. BK slowly walks down to the ring sporting a Corporate Alliance T-Shirt, still showing his alliance to the stable that made him once the World Champion.
BK walks up the steps slowly and enters the ring through the middle ropes and he jumps onto the middle rope and raises one fist in the air as he bounces up and down until the vibration stops. BK London walks around the ring and is finally handed the mic by Phillip the ring announcer. With something to get off his chest, the music begins to fade and the crowd begins to hush.
BK: Nine Days People, Nine Days until one of the biggest events of the year, hell, Nine days until one of the biggest events in ACW History. You know what I am talking about, Fallen Heroes, where a 30 Man Over the Top Rope Battle Royal will take place in which, (points to self) yours truly will be a part of this extravagant, momentous occasion. Now, let’s see who is going to be taking part in this event...
BK reaches into his pocket and pulls out the folded up piece of paper with the superstars that have entered the Fallen Heroes Battle Royal so far.
BK: See, being in the Corporate Alliance is not a bad thing after all. Let’s roll down the names...(mumbles)..Ah "The Rookie Monster" Danny Richards...
The crowd begins to give Rookie major heat.
BK: Hey this guy is a awesome talent, he'll take you out with one of his patented Rookie kicks, and then finish you off with a Rookie-Line, and then I will toss his Rookie ass, over the Rookie rope.
The crowd gets a little laugh out of that, and BK begins going further down the list.
BK: Well, what do we have here? Bladeseika is in the Fallen Heroes Rumble...
BS gets a decent reaction and the girls go wild for him as the girlish squeals are made throughout the arena.
BK: Hmm, What can I say about BS besides the fact that he is a load of....well BS… He too will be one of the 29 Superstars that come so close to winning....so close that they can taste it....but that taste will become sour when BS is tossed over the top rope like the sack of crap he is.
BK goes down the list further and his eyes almost bulge out of his head.
BK: Hey, I didn't realize that we were going to see the return of--
Before he can say the next word "Defy You" blares throughout the arena and JonnyG and Gooey slowly walk onto the stage carrying their tag belts proudly in their hands and are welcomed by a mixture of cheers and boos from the crowd. As they come onto the stage and look at opposite directions into the crowd and then they look towards BK London smile, place the belts on their shoulder and start to clap for what it appears to be for BK London and then start to walk down the ramp way towards the ring and they climb the stairs to get into the ring and get two mics, one for each other, and Jonny starts to talk first.
JonnyG: Oh bravo, bravo you really do, do a good job on working this crowd into believing you with everything that you have been saying here tonight….well there is one thing that you’ve said that’s true and it’s that BS…..is pretty much a load of BS but that’s beside the point.
The crowd laughs at this again.
JonnyG: But one thing that you personally have been BS’ing about is that you aren’t going to be winning, BS isn’t going to be winning, the “Newbie Monster”…..
The crowd laughs again at this comment and Gooey looks at the crowd for a second.
JonnyG:…….Danny Richards isn’t going to be winning it, and neither are any of the 28 other superstars out there going to win it, and that’s because you and everyone else here is looking at one of the two winners here standing in front of you people and then we will be on our way…<br> He looks up towards the Omega Effect banner hanging in the rafters.
JonnyG: …..to the grandest stage of them all…..
He looks back down towards BK’s face along with Gooey staring at him.
JonnyG: ….Omega Effect…..where one way or another you will see us competing in a match for pride and honour.
The crowd cheers, and BK has had enough of G-Unit's mouth.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 14, 2005 16:00:22 GMT -5
BK: Ok Los Genericos, How the hell do you both expect to win the Royale? The memo says...."there can only be one winner".
Gooey decides to take over at this point.
Gooey: BK, you seem so certain about how you will the one and only person left in the ring after the rumble at Fallen Heroes, you seem so certain that you must be pretty damn good to withstand the ongoing might of not only some but most, if not all of the best talent this world can spit up from cabbage patches. Then again you always could pull a pretty good bluff and lie out of most of the complicated situations, but like right now they aren't all successful and people can call it off faster than a stiff hooker and you always end up getting the living shit beaten right out of you, like last week for instance. But in case your memory pulled a fast one on you let me tell you the story.
Gooey clears his throat before speaking.
Gooey: Once upon a time, not too far away and not too long ago. Some couple of douche bags had a dream, a dream that they could put all end to rest and achieve a dream, a dream of beating the best, the VERY best tag team that can rupture clouds from nowhere and shatter buildings faster than a cannon ball. They thought that they could once again hold the shiny gold that the team they tried to beat held three times and...
The fans start to boo a bit, they’re not happy at seeing Top Draw insulted.
Gooey: Shut your mouths. You should've taken your medication before I started talking.
The crowd ignores the remark and continues but dies down shortly after, Gooey jerks his head a bit signaling that he would continue.
Gooey:....Anyway, they thought that they had a chance, they thought they could do it, they THOUGHT that they were better than us, they were wrong. After what was not even a sweat breaker, the greatest team that ever lived rose the gold higher than any hopes that the teams once had of winning the prize.....
It seems to be pretty quiet with the crowd awaiting what G-Unit has to say next, except for the muffled waves of boos from casual fans.
Gooey: Now, before you even think of competing in the huge rumble let’s see if you are even able to squeeze it in you're tight schedule. Jonny?
Jonny coughs and straightens his tie before producing a calendar and opening it up.
Jonny: Ahem..Well BK, I'm not sure if this 'Fallen Heroes' thing can even happen for you. I mean, did you forget about this....Friday night sucking from 7:00 am - 9:00 pm? And then there's the Tuesday sucking, Wednesday Sucking, from here on to there out, suck suck suck suck. Oh here's something different, it's sucking.....horse ass. But no opening on Saturday to suck, but after that feel free to lose all you want, the next month is completely free.
The crowd boos get louder from here and they start a YOU suck chant for 20 seconds before G-Unit is able to talk again.
Gooey: Thank you Jonny. So you see BK? What we're trying to get through this feeble little brain of yours is, it's over grandpa. You are way over the hill, you had the belt, you had your fun in the sun but, it's over now. Who in the hell loses the World title to a foreign girl who carries stuffed animals in one hand and a handful of wood in the other? You couldn't beat us, and you want a rematch?! If anything, we should get a shot just for beating you, we don't need to prove anything 'cause we already did. If you can't handle a tag match, you won't last a second with more than two dozen men in the ring at the same time.
BK: All right you wise asses, listen-
Just then "Macho Man" burts to life and the fans of ACW jump up in down with excitement, watching on as one of their favorite ACW superstars comes down the ramp with a mic in hand, eyebrow cocked and sunglasses worn. He struts down the ramp saluting the crowd before going up the steps in his no doubt thousands of dollars suit and looks at G-Unit...
Randy: What are you talking about G-Unit? I mean beating BK London is by NO means gonna make you, the undisputed and predicted winners of the rumble at Fallen Heroes, OH NO brudahs! You gotta think again, cause when the siren bleeps, and my number is ready to go, the first jabroni ass sorry excuse for Canadians I will take the time to whup will be you two!
RDK then turns to BK London...
Randy: Oh and lookie here, the biggest piece, of monkey crap, ever to grace god's green earth, is in the ring, ONCE again, with The Macho Man-
Crowd: R-D-K!!!!
Randy: Thats right brudahs, the same sorry son of a gun who needed to slap me across the face with a goddamned cinder block, is the Ginger sucking, Aunt Jemima, Censored Fu**ing, Performs ballet, CHITTY CHITTY BANG BANG....
Crowd: His name is BEEEEEEEEEEE-KAY!
The crowd immediatly congratulates themselves and cheer for the Macho Man as BK London and G-unit complain to RDK and argue with him that THEY will win the rumble until "The Way I Am” by Eminem hits and Angelo Giovanni storms out to the ring, with a mic in hand.
Angelo: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold up here. Look at you all. Running your mouths, saying you’re gonna win the battle royal. Well save your breath folks. None of you are winning. BK London, you had your chance, and you lost it. Not our fault you got “screwed” haha, out your rematch. Not like you were gonna win anyways.
By this time Angelo has made his way to the ring and he enters.
Angelo: G-Unit…here we go. A great team, that will not win the Fallen Heroes battle royal. Just don’t see it happening. I’ve seen the underdog win. But not the under-underdog win it. And who else have we got? Let me think….oh yeah. RDK, ouch, you lost your ACW Heavyweight Title match against Yoko last Monday. Looking to win the big thing and go on to the Omega Effect and get your revenge and win the title and the biggest event of them all? Too bad, your time came, then it passes by like a little breeze. Senator, you’re a rising superstar in this business. But maybe it’s just, not your time to shine. Go for something, a little more like you. You’re entertaining right? Ah, I got it. Senator, the Entertainment Champion. You keep practicing for the battle royal with these over the top rope style matches. Won’t help. You’re only facing one more guy in these matches. In the whole thing, it’s you against twenty nine other superstars. I guarantee one of them WILL throw you over the top rope. So like I said, Save your breaths. None of you are gonna be the winner. There will only be one winner. And that’s me, Angelo “The Venom” Giovanni. I will beat 29 other superstars and……
He points upward.
Angelo: Earn what I should have had a long, long time ago….my shot at the ACW World Championship.
His piece said, Angelo slides out of the ring and heads to the back. G Unit, RDK and BK stare after him, and then at each other; BK leaves first, his arms raised as if holding up a belt, and the show takes a short break.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 14, 2005 16:01:35 GMT -5
Segment: "It Takes a Thief" (Credit: Vinnie)
The shot opens up backstage at Vinnie Dulario's room. Inside, Maggie is seated on the couch, staring through the monitor at the show. DeMarc is seated next to her, toying with her hair while sadistic horrors float through his mind. Vinnie and Rena are talking quietly in one corner about the night's match.
Vinnie: I'm not worried.
Rena: But, he's a former ACW champion! You barely know what you're doing, and you plan to beat him? Huh?
Vinnie just gives her a cool stare as DeMarc looks over.
DeMarc: You should be. Since if you fuck this up...
DeMarc just chuckles, and turns back to Maggie.
DeMarc: Don't go anywhere, dear. I'll be right back.
DeMarc stands, and heads into the bathroom. Vinnie stares at the bathroom door as he heads over to DeMarc's coat, which is folded over the back of the sofa. Maggie and Rena both watch intently, trying to figure out what he's doing.
Rena: That's Donnie's! You can't go through-
Vinnie gives her a stern look, and quietly shushes her. Rena sticks her tongue out at him briefly as Vinnie quickly rifles through the pockets. He pulls out a small black book, then looks inside. He gets a disgusted look on his face, then replaces it in the pocket. He turns the coat over, and goes through the other pocket. He gets a smile on his face as he pulls out a cell-phone. Vinnie perks up as he hears the toilet in the bathroom flush. He quickly replaces DeMarc's coat, then grabs his own, folding it over his arm and covering the cell phone as DeMarc steps out of the bathroom.
Vinnie: Alright, my match is up.
DeMarc: Get to it then, hot shot.
Vinnie just stares slyly at DeMarc, then turns and walks away. He pulls Rena out the door after him, to make sure she dosn't have a chance to talk to DeMarc. He slips his trench on, and tucks the cell phone away in a pocket before heading down the hallway, with Rena at his side.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 14, 2005 16:04:42 GMT -5
Match 4: Vinnie Dulario vs. Bladeseika (Credit: Wyvern)
The fans in attendance here tonight wonder about the upcoming match, which pits a newcomer against a seasoned veteran. However, Vinnie has proven himself to not be a pushover he in the ACW. How will he fare here tonight? The fans wonder this as Phillip enters the ring.
Phillip: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Lansing, Michigan, Vinnie Dulario!
"And Justice For All" hits to a mixed reaction as Vinnie emerges from the entranceway. He makes his down the ramp, as Rena follows behind him. He climbs into the ring and awaits his latest challenge.
Phillip: And his opponent, from upstate New York, BladeSeika!
BladeSeika's theme hits to a very positive reaction from the crowd as he emerges with pure swiftness that only a ninja could possibly make claim to. He is cheered on by the fans as he runs down the ramp, sliding into the ring. He moves over to his corner, and looks down Vinnie, while awaiting the bell to ring.
The bell rings.
The two men look at each other from the opposite sides of the ring, and it's obvious to everyone in attendance that they are both looking to score a victory here. However, given the fact Blade is a more seasoned veteran, he has a cooler demeanor about himself than Vinnie, who looks to tear into Blade the very first chance he gets. The two lock up after a brief staredown, and get the match underway. Vinnie armdrags Blade to the mat, as Blade gets right back up, displaying his agility. However, Vinnie surprises the former champ by executing a double-leg takedown, and lays into him with nice mounting punches that would make the UFC take note. Eventually he releases from his perch, and Blade steps up to his feet. He doesn't have too much time to react, before receiving a large clothesline from Vinnie, actually flipping Blade in the air. Vinnie goes for a cover. 1...2...kick out by Blade. Vinnie picks Blade back up, slightly disappointed by the kickout from the pin attempt, but nevertheless, ready to move on. He whips Blade into the ropes. Blade runs the ropes, and regains control of what he's doing. Vinnie waits for Blade to come back to give him a standing lariat, but Blade ducks the lariat, and spins around, but Vinnie catches him off guard with a back kick to the midsection, followed up with a powerful DDT. Blade appears to be losing grasp of consciousness, to the surprise of the crowd, but Vinnie doesn't go for the pin. He slaps Blade into a figure-four leglock. Blade starts squirming from the pain. The ref moves over to check on him as he is in the hold, and the ref's vantage point doesn't allow him to see that Vinnie pulls on the ropes every so often to increase the leverage of the hold severely, causing Blade to consider tapping out due to the harsh level of pain. Vinnie reaches his hands outside of the ring, and Rena answers his call unexpectedly by Vinnie, who was actually trying to reach the top rope. Nevertheless, the duo pull very hard, making the figure-four nearly unbearable for Blade, an audible moan can be heard from the struggling Blade. Luckily for Blade, he waves a finger to tell the ref of the leverage. The ref spins around, but Vinnie can't cover up the cheating in time for the ref to not notice. The ref breaks up the hold.
With Blade rolling around in the ring, Vinnie takes a small breather, knowing he has done a surprising amount of damage in a short time on Blade. The crowd here so far is very impressed with Vinnie's in-ring ability, surprising Blade with his strength advantage. As Blade gets to his feet, he isn't able to take two steps before Vinnie charges in with a right hand jab to the face, sending Blade stumbling back into a corner. Vinnie lifts Blade up onto the top turnbuckle and gives him the classic ten punches on top. However, Blade shoves him down to the mat, and gets ready to hit the Thor's Hammer. He leaps, and he...no!!! Vinnie pushes Blade's leg as comes down for the impact, and flips Blade backwards, and Blade takes a sick bump, hitting the ropes and flopping over the top rope, landing on the outside with a dull thud. The crowd gasps at the sight. Vinnie stands in the ring, gloating over what he has done so far here tonight, and the crowd boos him for his lack of respect for his opponent. He sits on the mat, resting against the turnbuckle, waiting for the 10-count to begin. He rests patiently, as the crowd boos massively at his disregard for the match. However, at the ninth count, Blade pops up and gets into the ring, to a resounding cheer from the crowd, knowing he isn't going to join Anthem amongst the critically injured. Blade and Vinnie start going toe-to-toe, with Blade realizing he needs to get on track here very quickly, if he is to pull a victory here tonight. He starts gaining the upper hand, as Vinnie loses ground with his punches seeming like they don't even affect Blade, as if he were invinicible. Vinnie laughs, then throws a wild haymaker, dropping Blade down to the mat. The crowd gasps, but Blade doesn't stay down! He comes right back up, and delivers a roundhouse kick to Vinnie, dropping him to the mat instead! The crowd cheers this bizarre turn of events, as Blade picks up Vinnie, and delivers a nice powerslam down to the mat. He picks up Vinnie again, delivering a DDT to Vinnie. Vinnie looks to be somewhat groggy by the quick arsenal of moves from Blade, as he walks into a jumping spinning crescent kick to the face. Blade decides that this is enough, and he pulls Vinnie into, signaling for the Celestial Dusk, but no!!! Rena has rolled into the ring, and clocked Blade in the head with the chair, dropping him to the mat! The ref calls for the bell!
Phillip: And here is your winner via disqualification, BladeSeika!
The crowd boos the action by Rena which ended the match, and which has Blade slumped over on the ground. Vinnie is completely irate at Rena for intervening in the match, costing him a chance to upset one of the ACW's elite. With his opportunity ruined, he starts after Rena, looking as if he is going to strike her. However, he realizes he has more important things to take care of, as he runs off, out of the ring, and heading backstage. The camera fades with BladeSeika getting up to his feet, completely irate about the way things went for the match.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 14, 2005 16:06:57 GMT -5
Segment: Over the Limit (Credit: AK / Vinnie)
The camera shot cuts abruptly to one from a crew out in the backstage area; there seems to be a major commotion going on, as ACW staff are doing their best to get away from something… or someone.
The shot keeps tracking, moving against the flow until finally the operator comes upon the source of the disturbance. DeMarc has evidently seen the outcome of Vinnie’s match, and is dragging a terrified Maggie along the corridors. He’s got his knife out and prepped, obviously expecting her brother to be heading in their direction. Unfortunately for Vinnie, he has no idea exactly where the two of them are, and DeMarc’s expression is one of smugness and anticipation.
DeMarc: Now honey, you’re only making this harder on yourself.
Maggie just struggles even more; she’s no coward, but she knows that she’s in very deep trouble.
Maggie: You…..you bastard! When my brother gets his hands on you-
DeMarc slashes with his blade, close enough to silence her in a heartbeat.
DeMarc: Your brother’s not going to do a damn thing, if he knows what’s good for both of you. Hell, I kind of wish he would though, I have so many…..experiments that I want to try.
Maggie’s emerald eyes widen, and tears run down her face. She sees the ashen faces of the crew around her, and cries out in desperation.
Maggie: Please….someone, help me…….VINNIE!!!
Even as he’s moving, DeMarc’s eyes close momentarily, and his eyelids flicker.
DeMarc: Oh yeah, you’re something special, sugar……let’s find somewhere nice and private.
DeMarc reaches a pair of double doors, and boots them open with a foot. The camera continues to follow them, out into the covered part of the parking lot. DeMarc knows where he’s heading, and they cross the lot until they reach a black flatbed pickup truck, which isn’t familiar to the watching audience.
DeMarc: Ah, here we are. This should do perfectly.
With a skill that suggests he’s done this many times before, DeMarc removes a stained tarpaulin from the bed of the truck, and Maggie starts fighting back with renewed vigour as she and the audience see that the bed is fitted with metal shackles. With what amounts to a predatory leer, DeMarc throws Maggie against the side of the truck and keeps a firm, vice – like grip as he releases the bolts to lower the back plate. With this done, he pulls Maggie around and presses her back against the rear of the vehicle so that she’s almost, but not quite, lying with her upper back on the bed. With a burst of strength triggered by sheer terror, Maggie bravely rips a hand free and tries to rake DeMarc across the eyes, but DeMarc pulls back and with a condescending laugh twists Maggie’s hand behind her so that it’s bent painfully and trapped by her own weight.
DeMarc: That wasn’t all that bright, kiddo. You’re mine now, or at least part of you is…..so perhaps I ought to stake my claim, in good ol’ cowboy fashion.
Without even a second’s pause, DeMarc rips down one side of Maggie’s dress, exposing her shoulder and breast. Maggie sobs, her breaths shallow and exhausted, as DeMarc gazes upon her skin.
DeMarc: I knew it…….perfect. The finest canvas…..worthy of art such as mine. I shall open the bud, and reveal the crimson flower…<br> Maggie screams as DeMarc brings his knife up to incision range; DeMarc just seems to enjoy the moment all the more as he places the tip on her nipple, drawing a tiny drop of blood……
??: Don’t even THINK about it, mate.
The voice which DeMarc hears isn’t the one he’s expecting, and he almost seems disappointed. As he looks over his shoulder, however, his expression turns to one of interest.
DeMarc: Well, would you look at that.
Alicia is standing a few feet away, her eyes fixed on the scene in front of her.
Alicia: I’m not going to waste time spouting crap. I don’t give a flying toss about the mob, the deal between your boss and Mr. Dulario, or anything else. The only thing that matters is that if you even attempt to put one mark on this woman, I will prevent you from doing so, and trust me I am MORE than capable of doing that – and a hell of a lot more.
DeMarc raises an eyebrow…he looks amused. He turns so that he can look at his challenger more directly; Maggie has become pale and totally silent.
DeMarc: Those are strong words, darlin’.
Alicia takes a big step forward so that she’s now close enough for DeMarc to reach. DeMarc looks mildly surprised, and his amusement becomes a cold laugh.
DeMarc: You aren’t kidding, are you? I’m almost tempted to take you up on that challenge……almost.
There’s a loud BANG a little way away, and the camera pulls back to see Vinnie come storming out of the ACW building; Alicia breathes a little sigh of relief, as her delaying tactic seems to have worked. Dulario’s already got his 9mm beretta in his hand, and has it leveled at DeMarc, but Mickey’s deputy is too quick and he’s got Maggie whirled around in front of him before Vinnie’s able to fire. Vinnie skids to a halt, murder in his eyes, and as a standoff develops a shocked looking Ginger catches up, stopping another few feet back. He’s quickly joined by Mercer Stanton and Elias, who are not in the least tired out, and are viewing the scene with cool interest.
Ginger: What the hell is going on here?
Vinnie doesn’t turn around, but the tone of his voice cuts off any other interruption.
Vinnie: Shut the FUCK UP.
His eyes are focused purely on DeMarc and Maggie; it’s as if he doesn’t see anything else around him.
Vinnie: Let her go, DeMarc. NOW.
DeMarc’s eyes sweep the group, and his smile doesn’t fade.
DeMarc: You broke the deal, Vinnie. So now, I get to play.
Vinnie’s on the verge of total meltdown; his finger is shaking on the gun’s trigger.
Vinnie: DeMarc, I’m gonna-
DeMarc flicks his blade up and cuts a nick on Maggie’s ear, and Maggie cries out; her blood starts to drip on to DeMarc’s arm. In a second, DeMarc’s calm demeanour is replaced by a terrifying fury.
DeMarc: You’re not going to do SHIT, VINNIE! NONE of you cunts are, because I’ve got the power here! Now unless you want me to open up her neck RIGHT NOW, you’ll stay right where you are like good little boys and girls. You GOT ME, DULARIO?
DeMarc glances at the doors to the truck.
DeMarc: Here’s what’s going to happen. Me and Maggie are going to go for a little drive. Dulario, you wait here for instructions, and if you’re really lucky, and Mickey’s in a charitable mood, you might get your sister here back in a state that you can still recognize her in. But I’d take a good look now, if I were you…..
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 14, 2005 16:07:32 GMT -5
Maggie’s eyes are pools of utter despair as she looks at Vinnie; Dulario is shaking now, all over, his inability to act literally killing him from within. DeMarc transfers his blade to his other hand and searches his pocket for the truck’s keys. All eyes are on Vinnie and his tormentor, and it takes Ginger a moment to realize that Alicia is speaking, ever so softly.
Alicia: Ginger……..you’re the Chairman. This is your Fed. Do something.
Ginger:………what?
Her tone is flat, but loaded with a fury that’s about to go critical.
Alicia: Ginger……….please. Do something……..before it’s too late.
Suddenly, Ginger is hit with the realization of what she’s saying.
Ginger: Alicia, No.
She doesn’t reply, but flexes her fingers, ever so slightly. The movement draws Ginger’s attention, and his tone becomes more urgent.
Ginger: Don’t even……please, Alicia, you know what that will mean.
Alicia: You brought us here, Ginger. If you can’t stop your own fed going to hell…<br> DeMarc’s found the keys, and is about to move out of range……..
Alicia:……I may as well take my own path downward.
She raises her head and stares straight at DeMarc, who catches her eye. Something in that look makes him pause momentarily.
Alicia: You’ve got 5 seconds.
DeMarc snorts; Vinnie snaps back into the present, but stays quiet, his sixth sense warning him against complicating the situation.
DeMarc: Oh please, bitch, give me a break. No woman’s –<br> Everything happens in the space of less than 2 seconds; Alicia strikes with a kick to DeMarc’s leg, and simultaneously grabs his right wrist (the one holding the knife) with her left hand. She bends it back, and Maggie grabs her chance, sinking her teeth into the other arm that’s restraining her. DeMarc can’t stop the flinch reflex, and Maggie drops low to the floor, just as her brother taught her when they were kids play – fighting; even then he was keen to help Maggie look after herself.
As Vinnie dives in to pull Maggie clear, Alicia swings a punch with her free hand; DeMarc blocks, and catches her smaller hand in his own. DeMarc is one strong son of a bitch, and he smirks as he uses his height to push down on Alicia; his knife bearing hand is about to break free…..
DeMarc: Any requests as to what I cut out first?
Alicia looks at him, and smiles darkly.
Alicia: How about your attitude?
DeMarc isn’t prepared in the slightest as Alicia fully clenches her trapped fist…..triggering the concealed blades in the gloves she’s wearing. The camera fortunately manages to cut away to spare the full effect, but the sound of ripping skin and tendon is graphic enough.
DeMarc: SHIT!!
The torture master’s not immune to pain, and Alicia pulls her hand back to handspring over his back on to the bed of the truck.
Alicia: You two…….go!
Vinnie’s got Maggie to her feet; as much as his heart yearns to tear DeMarc to pieces, he knows that his sister’s safety is paramount. He lifts her up and runs into the shelter of the shadows, as DeMarc, now furious, spins around and leaps up on to the truck. Alicia, however, is ready, and as his feet touch the metal she hooks his arms.
Alicia: Ever had the urge to fly, love?
DeMarc doesn’t get a chance to answer; with explosive power, Alicia throws herself backward and launches him forward. DeMarc travels several feet, and hits the back window of the pickup head first, sending a spider web of cracks across the glass. He barely moves as Alicia steps down, face to face with Ginger.
They look at one another; Ginger’s expression is one of cold formality.
Ginger: You made your choice, and now you have to deal with the consequences. I’ll allow you to remain on the premises until the end of the show, but at that point, Miss Kitsune……your contract will be terminated.
Alicia nods silently; only now, after the event, does the reality sink in of what’s just taken place. She turns, and walks away back into the building, and Ginger watches, his expression flickering for a moment with powerful regret. He feels a hand on his shoulder.
Stanton: You did what you had to do, Ginger. The rules of the Federation must be upheld. Now, how about we see to getting some first aid for my- for the gentleman there.
Ginger looks at the pickup, at the broken knife on the floor, and the little drops of Maggie’s blood on its tip.
Ginger: I guess you’re right.
The Chairman and his backer walk away…..but the camera catches Ginger taking a last look back before they enter the building, and the scene fades.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 14, 2005 16:09:26 GMT -5
Match 5: Jake Cheng & Davey Marvel vs. G-Unit – ACW Tag Titles (Credit: Latino)
There’s still a great deal of noise coming from the fans, who are trying to take in what they’ve just witnessed. It takes Philip almost a minute to create some kind of order.
Phillip: This next match is scheduled for one fall and is for the ACW Tag Team Titles. Coming to the ring part of the New Breed…Jake Cheng and Davey Marvel!
"Tougher than Leather" Run DMC starts playing as Jake and Davey come out from the back. The fans give them a big pop as they quickly come down to the ring. They slap hands with different fans and then roll inside the ring. They climb the turnbuckles and play off to the crowd as they hold up their signs with pride.
Phillip: And their opponents the ACW Tag Team Champions of the World…..G-G-G-G-UNIT!!!
G-Unit’s theme blasts throughout the arena as the tag champs walk out from the back holding their titles. Each one have a smirk on his face as they yell out at a few fans in the front row. Gooey pats his title as he enters the ring. Jonny holds it up in the air showing who the true champions are. The ref takes both titles and holds them up in the air signaling the match will be for the titles and shall begin.
The Bell Rings.
As the match starts Jonny and Davey both retreat to their respective corners. Jake wastes no time as he starts attacking Gooey with a strike after strike. Gooey blocks them all waiting for the right time and then ducks a punch. He grabs a hold of Jake and slams him down on the mat with a spinebuster. Cheng rolls around in pain as the fans are now chanting his name “Jake! Jake! Jake!” Gooey doesn’t allow Jake the chance to get up as he quickly gets on the mats and locks on a sleeper hold. The ref slides over asking Jake if he gives him but it’s obvious he says no. He starts getting up moving slowly as Gooey tries to hold him in place. The fans are now behind Jake even more as he struggles to break free. He tries the usual elbow to the gut but Gooey stays strong. He wraps one arm around the back of Gooey and tries for a back drop but Gooey tightens the hold. Jake’s arms are now flailing around as he struggles to grab the ropes but Gooey drags him back a bit with a smirk on his face. Jake’s arm reach behind him and grab onto Gooey’s head. He gets a firm grip and then drops down reversing the sleeper hold into a jaw breaker. Gooey slams back onto the mat holding his jaw in pain. The fans cheer loudly as to what they have just seen. Jake looks down at Gooey and then runs to ropes. He tries for a spring board moonsault but Jonny comes from the apron with a clothesline knocking him down on his back. The ref sees this yelling at Jonny to go back in his corner. Gooey crawls over to Jonny who is now back in his corner and tags him in. Both partners walk over to Jake who is moving around working his way to get up.
The both take a hold of Jake and quickly give him a double suplex. Gooey rolls out of the way as he climbs the turnbuckle. Jonny picks up Jake and lifts him up in the air in a powerbomb position. Gooey stands up top measuring his distance. He jumps off with a clothesline but Jake ducks hanging upside down as Jonny holds him still. Gooey comes crashing onto the mat. Jake sits back up and starts punching Jonny across the face more and more. The fans are going crazy more and more as they keep getting louder. Jonny falls down onto the mat and Jake lands on his feet. He quickly jumps on the turnbuckles and performs a split-legged moonsault nailing it perfectly on Jonny. He quickly goes for the cover One…Two..kickout by Jonny. The fans go off in a range of “Twoooo!” Jake gets up quickly and dives towards his corner tagging in Davey. Ready for go he jumps over the top rope and clotheslines a running Gooey trying to attack. Jonny himself gets up but Davey knocks him down with a clothesline. Jonny gets back up and Marvel instantly locks his arms around him. He sends Jonny across the ring with an overhead belly-to-belly suplex. Davey climbs the turnbuckle and signals for an elbow drop. The fans roar in approval. Gooey comes out of no where and pushes Davey off to the side. He goes face first into the outside barrier. Jake himself comes running on the apron and jumps towards Gooey taking him out with a hurricanrana. Both men go flying to the outside. Jonny is still lying in the ring working to get up. Davey drags himself onto the apron looking over at Jonny who is on one knee in clear pain. Marvel springboards off the top rope and goes for the Midnight. Jonny jumps back leaving Marvel to crash down onto the mat. He picks up Marvel and slams him back down for the Jonormous Slam. He drops down and goes for the pin One..Two..Three!
Phillip: Here is your winners and STILL ACW Tag Team Champions….G-Unit!
G Unit quickly take their belts and retire to the back, having worked hard for the victory. The fans continue to cheer Davey and Jake, who acknowledge their support before heading to the back themselves. They’ve worked well as a team, and this surely isn’t the last we’ll see of them together.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 14, 2005 16:10:50 GMT -5
Segment: History repeating?
The next scene begins in a softly lit dressing room; it’s very quiet, except for occasional “slapping” sounds of papers being dropped on top of one another. The camera slowly moves forward until the sole occupant of the room can be seen; Alicia is sitting on the edge of a chair, with her head lowered so that her hair falls in front of her face. She is sorting out a large stack of papers from a drawer, distributing them between her kit bag and a waste paper basket. Other drawers and cupboards are open, and all of these have been emptied.
She reaches the last document, and stops; though the camera’s not close enough to make all the text legible, it’s clearly a contract. Alicia sits holding it, just starting, for several moments, and heaves a deep sigh. She turns it horizontally and places her hands to either side-
- but before she actually rips it, the door to the room is thrown open and Latino rushes through it. The noise makes Alicia look up, and we can see her expression for the first time; her eyes are red, and though she’s not crying now, it’s evident that she has shed several tears in the intervening period.
Latino takes less than a moment to absorb the scene, and then he’s by her side, holding her; Alicia drops the papers to the floor and embraces him back. He doesn’t have to say anything, and for several moments it’s quiet again, until Alicia speaks, her voice strained.
Alicia: Victor, I’m sorry…..
Latino holds her a little closer and runs a hand through her hair. She leans on him, and the camera now picks up the anger in his face.
Latino: You don’t have anything to apologize for, chula. We’ve all had a part to play in this….. we all saw what Ginger’s business decisions were doing, but everyone kept their heads down and pretended it was all still ok.
Alicia nods, and the pair pull back so that they can look at one another.
Alicia: I just….couldn’t stand by and let it happen. But it’s over now….I tried to get through to Ginger, and I failed.
She reaches down, and picks up the dropped contract.
Alicia: I suppose I shouldn’t have let myself be fooled…. the chairman I knew, the man whom we all trusted to make this fed great, is long gone. All that’s left of him is this…..and it’s worthless now.
She looks at the contract, and then tosses it toward the basket. The basket’s full, however, and it bounces out and lands in a heap on the floor. Alicia rolls her eyes.
Alicia: Jesus, even my aim’s deserted me.
She goes to walk past Latino to pick it up, but Latino moves more quickly.
Latino: No, no. I’ll deal with this piece of trash.
He picks up the papers, and is about to bin them – but then something on the front cover catches his eye.
Latino: Hmmm……. This is weird. This signature doesn’t look like Ginger’s…..
Alicia walks over beside him, and looks again. Then, she snaps her fingers, in a gesture of remembrance.
Alicia: Oh, yes. That’s because it isn’t his, it’s-
She stops dead in her tracks. Latino turns his head and sees that Alicia’s frozen, almost like a statue.
Alicia (softly): Could…….I have that for a moment?
Latino hands her the document, looking thoroughly confused. Alicia takes it, and thumbs through, her movements becoming sharper and hurried.
Alicia (under her breath): Come on…….Come ON……
She stops. Only her pupils move as she reads the text on the page, then a second time, and then a third. By now Latino’s getting just the tiniest bit impatient.
Latino: What? What is it?
Alicia says nothing; she simply passes the contract across, open at the same page. Victor takes it and mumbles inaudibly as he reads….and then stops. He reads it again, still inaudibly but much slower. Finally, he turns slowly and looks at his fiancée.
Latino: Does this mean what I think it means?
Alicia nods, deliberately and slowly……and her eyes almost literally come alive again as she smiles craftily.
Alicia: Oh, yes. It’s payback time…… and I need your help.
Latino: For you, anything.
With the smile now becoming a full – fledged grin, Alicia whispers in Latino’s ear. As he listens, he too starts to smile, and then laugh.
Latino: Man, I’ve can’t wait to see-
Something makes Latino stop, and he looks directly at the camera.
Latino: Holmes, I think you need to get going. Don’t want to ruin the surprise…..
The cameraman takes the hint and is backing away as Latino advances. As the camera exits the room, we get one last shot of Alicia and Victor conferring before Victor slams the door.
Fade out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 14, 2005 16:11:46 GMT -5
Match 6: The Senator vs. RDK - FH Battle Royal Training Match (Opening events credit: Senator)
As the show returns from the commercials, Hail to the Chief plays, and the Senator makes his entrance, wearing his Fallen Heroes Battle Royal Campaign shirt, and his usual wrestling attire.
Phillip: This match will be a battle royal training match, the only way to win is to send your opponent to the floor, announcing first, weighing in at an even two hundred pounds, hailing out of Washington D.C, he is the master of the Filibuster, the crusader for pure wrestling, the man with the plan, Senator Steve Phillips!
The Senator makes his way to the ring with a mainly positive crowd reaction, although there are still a number of Senator-haters out there with signs such as these: "I voted for the other guy," "RDK Rulz, Senator Droolz," "Senator=Joke Wrestler," and the requisite "TeH sEnatar iz teH SuX!!1."
The Senator: Thank you, thank you, I truly appreciate the support from my constituants out there! I could stand here all day and night, but the problem is that I have to get to business here, so keep it down there in the cheap seats, if you will. RDK! Ever since I built the Stable over your broken body, you have wanted a shot at me, fair and square. Well, tonight, you got it, I told the Stable to stay in the back, no matter what, so take your best shot. I must say that if nothing else, I must congratulate you for one thing, you have grit. You take beatings that others would be out for a month after recieving, but you come back the next week, ready as ever. I know you will be a tough opponent to take down, but by gosh, I'll do it!
The Senator stretches for a bit, and then fixes the camera with a deadly stare.
Senator: Well, as long as I am on the theme of congratulations, I have a few more to issue out. G-G-G-Unit! Congratulations, you are still the ACW Tag Champions! You only had to pin Jake Cheng after I hit him with MY Filibuster, and then hit me with an illegal shot below the belt, congratulations! That took real skill! Also from that wonderful match, BK London, congratulations! You managed to heave me from the ring while I was still recovering from JonnyG's low blow, after the match, to boot! That surely must prove that you will take me out at the real battle royal, too! Really, though, as much as that annoyed yours truly, I must give BK some real congratulations, for he was a real ACW World Champion. More than half the game in winning that belt is playing the political game, and he did that masterfully, I should know, being the, ahem, Senator around here! I suppose BK was just fired up, and after how that match turned out, really, I can not blame him, even if he is going to lose at Fallen Heroes.
The Senator pauses at this point, and clears his throat, stretching a bit more before continuing.
I have worked far too hard, and accomplished far too much to be a pushover and lose that match. I, Steve Phillips, have become a specialist in the battle royal match type over this last month, and my conditioning is second to none. I may not be the largest man in the competition, but I have all the tools to succeed, and the will to win, and that, my good friends, is nothing...but the truth! Bring it on, RDK!
Without further ado, “Macho Man” starts to play, and there’s a huge pop as one of ACW’s perennial crowdpleasers walks out to a storm of cheers.[/i]
Philip: And his opponent, from Yellowknife, Canada…….the Macho Man RDK!
RDK sweeps down toward the ring, slapping hands with as many fans as he can reach. He looks to be well and truly up for this contest; with Fallen Heroes now drawing close, both competitors are keen to build as much experience as possible before the event.
The referee checks both men over, reminds them quickly of the rules, and then gets things rolling with a nod in the timekeeper’s direction.
Bell Rings.
Senator and RDK walk around, within touching distance but not yet choosing to engage. They watch one another closely, and the fans’ response gets louder as they raise their hands and touch fingertips – once, twice – and then close the gap abruptly, launching into a full grapple. Both men want to push toward the ropes, and their impressive strength means that for a few seconds they shift backward and forward, taking a few steps and then yielding by turn. The Senator tries a change of tactic and breaks with one arm, moving himself around RDK with a swift movement so that he’s behind him, and now bending the other arm back. Senator tenses and goes for a modified German Suplex, but RDK is alerted as the Senator shifts his grip and counters before the move even begins with a rough neckbreaker. It only dazes the Senator for a moment or two, but that’s long enough for RDK to get himself free. As the Senator stands up RDK whips him to the far ropes, looking to use a back – drop to throw RDK out of the ring, but the Senator has enough time to come up with a counter and, with RDK very close to the ropes himself, lowers his shoulders and goes for a powerful clothesline. The impact of the clothesline tips RDK backward, however the Macho Man grabs the top rope and stops himself falling over backward. The Senator’s now at close range and RDK goes to work, sending out a great barrage of punches which thrill the crowd and force the fight back to the centre of the ring. Here, the Senator stands his ground and battles back; he lights into RDK with chops, each one perfectly placed, until RDK mis - times a blow of his own. The Senator lashes out with the Partisan kick; RDK ducks but takes a partial hit, and is knocked to the mat. Encouraged, the Senator starts to lift RDK up, appraising which side of the ring is closest to him………<br>
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 14, 2005 16:12:44 GMT -5
Senator pulls RDK up on to his shoulders and takes a run toward the closest side of the ring. He throws RDK forward, but the Macho Man catches on to the top rope and stops himself from falling. He then instinctively jumps to the side to avoid a kick from the Senator through the ropes, and while the Senator is recovering from the miss RDK takes a gamble and gets up on the turnbuckle. He moonsaults off, sacrificing precision for speed, and it’s a good call as the Senator’s effort to catch him fails, causing both men to crash to the mat. They separate and get up to face each other down; RDK smiles, enjoying the match up, and a “Macho Man!” Chant gets going as RDK launches himself into a further attack. Fists and feet fly as the Senator targets RDK’s ribs with snapping kicks, holding up his own arms to protect himself; RDK winces, but sucks up the impact, catches one of the Senator’s feet and then kicks up as hard as he can, into the back of the Senator’s knee. The Senator grimaces, but responds right away with an elbow to RDK’s head, and RDK has to let the foot fall as he attempts to regain his balance. The Senator grabs a hold of RDK and tries to set up the Filibuster to quell RDK’s resistance; RDK, however, understands what the Senator is trying to do and breaks away before he is put into a compromising position. RDK backs away, holding his ribs, and the Senator follows, but gets a bit too close – and the Macho Man strikes with a left – right punch combo that stuns the Senator just long enough for RDK to pick him up. RDK tries to use the Samoan Drop over the ropes, and the fans roar – Senator stays cools, twists in the air and lands neatly on the apron. RDK is facing away from him and the Senator grabs him around the neck, simultaneously choking and trying to pull RDK to the outside. RDK resists, and elbows free, swinging an arm around, but the Senator ducks and rolls back into the ring, as RDK mistakenly gives the referee (who was standing close by to call an elimination if required) a clout instead. The ref falls; RDK has a plan B, though, and as the Senator gets up he’s hit with a powerful Rockbottom. With the crowd going nuts RDK lifts Senator into a military slam hold and is about to turn and throw RDK to the outside-
- but then there’s a loud reaction from the crowd, and out of nowhere Angelo Giovanni has slid into the ring. Angelo uses a lightning – fast kick to hit RDK, who drops the Senator behind him and promptly trips over his foe, tumbling over the ropes but somehow just about hanging on. Angelo waits for the Senator to get up, and then coolly uses his own Yakuza kick to belt him in the face. The Senator is also sent backward, next to RDK; he too holds on, and Angelo is already running to the ropes opposite. He rebounds, and just as RDK and Senator get their feet on the apron, Angelo thunders in and clotheslines them simultaneously off of the apron, The camera captures them hitting the floor at exactly the same time, glimpsed by the barely – recovered referee. The ref also sees Angelo, and waves for the bell.
Philip: Ladies and Gentlemen, the referee has declared this to be a no – contest…<br> Philip doesn’t get any further, as the crowd drowns him out. G Unit have rushed out from the back and are attacking both Senator and RDK before they can get up; Angelo slides out of the ring and joins in, and the crowd boos. They keep booing as they see a fourth person enter – none other than BK London. But when London arrives, instead of joining the beatdown, he surprises Angelo and G Unit, knocking them down and giving RDK and the Senator a chance to get up. A huge brawl looks about to erupt, but then security finally organize themselves, and arrive in bulk to separate everyone. The superstars are ushered away to the back, and a few glances are exchanged between RDK, Senator and BK as they go. Angelo, meanwhile, simply points to the Omega Effect sign to make his point.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 14, 2005 16:16:37 GMT -5
Segment: The Truth comes Out?! (Credit: Jade)
As the next video segment begins, the fans can hear a female voice speaking. It’s one they’ve heard only a little, and Jade’s tones soon have them all listening intently as she narrates alongside the shot of her preparing in her dressing room.
Jade: This darkness . . . how can my dreams be shattered like this? Can this be reality or can I be just thinking this all to quickly? One thing is for sure, that gold isn't going to be touched until one thing happens . . . it will not happen. I heard him say it, I even heard her say it. The fans know something won't happen but will I let this get through? Can they not believe in me? I just don't know at this point, I really don't know. This match . . . this tag match the Capitalists versus Yoko, World Champion, and the person the are going to get Jaded from tonight. I walk back and forth as I heavily breathe over the tension working in the background. I can hear the fans roaring as I patiently await for Yoko. She isn't in the room yet I can feel her coming, closer and closer towards the locker room. Can this actually be happening to me? The World Champion as my tag partner. Something must be going on, something suspicious . . . something startled me as my back was turned from the door. Chills came up my back as my black t-shirt felt a cool breeze enter the room. A clear tone was heard as my mode of attack came up.
"Were you waiting on me?"
I turn around to see Yoko standing with one hand on her hip and the other carring a bag over her shoulder. Her school girl outfit just made the fans roar with excitement as they saw the title around her waist. I looked at the clock as I plopped down on the couch.
Jade: "You know, this is going to be our first match together. . ."
Yoko: "Yeah, I know! Are you nervous?"
She looked at me as if I didn't know what I was doing. I see her blush as I try to hide my excitement within my heart. I saw her hands fiddling around as she plopped on the couch right next to me. What was going on . . . why is she blushing? Shocked for a moment, I shut my eyes and cleared my head. The Capitalist?! Heh, how can they try and beat two Asian Beauties! I sucked up my pride as I smiled and played it cool to show that I am as great as any of these wrestlers here.
Jade: "No . . . we are going against the Capitalists, how hard can they be?"
Yoko: "Hmm, well . . . I hope this works out. This is going to be a fun match!"
I turned my head as she started to stare again. I quickly turned around as she was focused on her belt. She looked up at me as I started to stare at her belt. She smiles as she puts it aside and I quickly look away. I knew that we couldn't get that Tag Team Championship Belts because of the World Title she has, in her hands . . . around her waist, with that grin on her face as she enters the arena with the belt around her. She obviously knew something was wrong but didn't know what. She tried to peer at my face as I quietly sat there.
Yoko "What's wrong, Jade? Is it what that interviewer said about the rumors?"
My face went into total shock as she brought up the one topic that I was less worried about at the moment. How can she even bring that up? The nonsense coming from backstage. Who comes up with the stuff besides the ACW Divas . . . to hell with them for trying to make me one of "them". I am more of the worthy talent. My pride started to take over as she stared at the look on my face. I knew that she was staring as a bead of sweat fell down and hit the floor. The pressure in the room felt like it was getting hotter and hotter. Maybe I could have played it off with covering up what was really bothering me with the rumors . . .
Jade "Yoko, how the hell did those rumors come out and especially me hearing it from that interviewer . . . makes me wonder if you did do what I think you did! Did you tell them about us? When I first entered here, I thought you promised not to tell . . . "
Yoko "I swear I didn't, Jade! How can you actually say that to the ACW Champ!? The one who actually wanted to be your partner . . . your TAG partner!"
I heavily sigh as I start to wonder if she actually did tell anyone. Did she tell the others about us . . . did she let loose some of the most important information that could ruin what is one of the most important factors of my life. It can all be blown away in one single prick. I can ruin what me and her have already. I look at her as I give off an unsure smile. She smiles back with more confidence as I start to believe I could be taking this out of the question. She would never lie to me . . . she would never keep anything from me.
Jade "I believe you, Yoko. Don't worry . . . I am just getting a little suspicious that people actually know about us, ya know? I mean, that damn reporter found out about us and for some reason . . . the ACW roster thinks that something is going on. We swore on our concealment that we would never speak of this again . . . remember?"
Yoko "They're going to find out sooner or later, Jade!"
I knew that the whole ACW Roster was going to figure it out sooner or later but it must be later. I am just wondering if she knows that it should be later. It is too soon to reveal this information to our fans as well as the whole Alpha Championship Wrestling itself. I crossed my arms as she smiles and grasp a hold of my arm. I turn as she pulls me closer. I unhappily stared at her dark eyes as her bangs fit perfectly over her eyes. She smirks as she notices my frown upon my face. She grabs a hold of my face as I slightly growl.
Yoko "I would have never backstab our trust . . . if I did, do you think I would have already given you a gift of what you wouldn't want? Do you not TRUST me?!"
Did I trust her? I was not quite sure from after the years back, did she not remember, did she not care . . . I pulls back my face as she let go and she smiles. I smile back as I bit my lip from anger. She knew exactly what I was feeling. . . she knew that I was horrified from them finding out. I soon started to feel the blood comming from my lip. It was a rare relaxation feel that I not normally have. My arms go back to being crossed as my hand slowly makes it's way up to my face, feeling the blood rub around my fingers as if it was thicker then water yet . . . it felt tremendously relaxing. She puts on of her hands across her shoulder as she grabs on tightly and looks at me with her innocent yet dangerous eyes. Was this a warning? Was this a threat?
Jade: "I do trust you . . . but do you not remember what happened last time this came out? Do you remember what happened to our opponents when they faced us? They were . . . "
Yoko: " . . . Yes, I know. "
I stood next to her as she slightly looked down to the ground. She looked disappointed as I sucked in my lip and spat out the blood all over the floor. She started to stare at her belt that was placed on the floor next to the bag she had. I grabbed her hand as she looked at me, traumatized. I gave her a safe smile as she looked at my bleeding lip. It started to bleed a little less but a drop of blood fell down, hitting near the same spot my bead of sweat was. I can feel the pain comming out, but I didn't care. It wasn't as bad as something so secret to come out. I tried to take out the thought of the problem and tension as I brought up our match.
Jade "Okay. Let's forget about this and concentrate on our match against those the Capitalist. I am so sure we are going to have a win!"
Yoko "That's the spirit!"
I guess things are starting to brighten up after all . . .
The Scene fades as Yoko and Jade close the door on the camera man.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 14, 2005 16:17:53 GMT -5
Segment: Find Him and Fire Him (Credit: Latino)
The camera cuts to the backstage area, where Bruce and Tyrone are just rounding a corner. They walk purposefully, and stop before reaching the first of the doors in the hall.
Tyrone: Ok, Ginger gave us specific orders to find Laureano and once we get hold of him, he’s fired on the spot. Now we know he’s here so we need to start checking every room and corner.
Bruce: Alright, let’s do it. It’s time we finally rid ourselves of that annoyance.
The two men walk down the hallway and on each side they start opening doors looking quickly. Tyrone gets to his fifth door and suddenly stops. He looks in the room with curiosity and a weird look on his face. Bruce walks up behind him and looks in the room. He passes Tyrone and begins to walk inside the room and the camera itself starts exposing more and more of the room as it moves. All that can be seen in the room is a dim light with no furniture. The camera keeps panning around the room finding nothing until it stops at a wall with one word spray painted on it, “Chupacabra.”
Bruce: Chupa…what’s that?
Tyrone: It’s nothing, just some stupid Hispanic folk story.
Bruce: What’s it about?
Tyrone: It’s supposed to be some monster that would suck the blood out of animals. It’s not important. Let’s go and find this bastard.
The two continue their search when suddenly the see a blur run down the hallway. Both men immediately start running down the hallway not waiting a second to ask who it was. They turn the corner and see a door to a room that is halfway open. The two walk closer and closer to the room and suddenly see two eyes in the darkness. Very loud and solid footsteps are heard coming from the darkness as the bodyguards take a step back. The figure puts a foot into the light, and this is shown to be quite small but with large claws on the end. More and more of the creature is revealed. The camera pans up and down the creature revealing its large eyes and scaly skin. The mouth shows drops of blood as it keeps moving closer and closer.
Tyrone: Laureano, I know it’s you! Bruce, get him!
Bruce: I’m not getting him. You get him!
Tyrone: Dammit, just tackle him!
As the two men move closer to the creature a figure from behind startles them.
??: ORALE!!!
Tyrone: Laureano! What the hell are you doing!
Latino: Calmase, I’m one of you. Look I got my little security hat and badge that says “Latino Cop.” Oh and check out my nightst-
Bruce: Wait! Wait! If you are here then who is that?
Latino (looking over towards the creature): Qué….? La Chupacabra!
The Chupacabra towards the three men but they all scatter getting out of the way. The three men now have their back facing the open doorway as the creature walks closer and closer to them. Latino dashes past the creature just barely missing it. The bodyguards are now cornered and not sure what to do. They keep pushing one another to try and do something.
Bruce: Get him! Come on, you know about this thing.
Tyrone: No, you get him!
As the creature gets closer and closer both men are fearing for their lives. Suddenly, it stops and just stares at the two men. What sounds almost like a high pitched laugh comes from the beast. The bodyguards look surprised and really are not sure what to make of it. The creature’s arms reach up and take off what is revealed to be a mask. As it is taken off, the person underneath is revealed to be Gary. He has a big smile on his face. Bruce and Tyrone both look angry and know they have been tricked. Latino shows up next to Gary and both men immediately kick the bodyguards inside the dark room. Gary locks the door as both men are pounding on it to get it open.
Latino: Mira chicos! You might want to get comfortable because you won’t be leaving there for a few hours! Orale Gary, let’s go - we got to celebrate!
Gary heads off, having enjoyed a very successful evening, and Latino is by his side as the scene fades out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 14, 2005 16:19:02 GMT -5
Segment: MMA Trailer (Credit: Senator)
From time immemorial, man has engaged in combat. In many cultures, warfare and self defense became more than a means of protection, but rather an art, or even a way of life. Today, in ACW, eight men gather to revive these traditions, to prove their strength. Eight men shall enter one ring...but only one will emerge victorious. In the realm of Mixed Martial Arts, the fighting is intense, and the competition heated.
Some have vast resources of knowledge, experience, and skill. Clips play of the MMA bout on Fallout between the Senator and DNA.
Some have esoteric skills that set them above the rest. Clips play of Daredevil reversing various moves into the Fujiwara Armbar, and of Jake Cheng hitting a jump spinning crescent kick on a training dummy.
Some have unparalled levels of toughness, determination, and viciousness. Clips play of Wyvern hitting his infamous Pedigree counter on Predator at Bloody Valentine, and of Davey Marvel battering RDK with mounted punches.
And some, some bring their feared persona...clips play of Bladeseika hitting his Celestial Dusk on Davey at Genocide...and their mere reputation...production clips of Ridley play...is enough to place fear in the hearts of their opponents.
Eight men enter, one leaves victorious in the...ACW MMA Invitational.
Coming Next Month.
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