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Post by Yoko Satoshi on May 12, 2005 15:21:52 GMT -5
5/12/05 Meltdown Card
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Blade vs. Fallen Souls
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Hunter vs. Angelo
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DD vs. AJK - Anything Goes with No Interference
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Davey vs. Cerrunous
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BK London vs. Darius Silver
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G-Unit vs. Predators - ACW Tag Titles
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Ridley vs. Mystery Opponent
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Yoko Satoshi vs. Vinnie Dulario - ACW World Title
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on May 12, 2005 15:23:55 GMT -5
Segment: We're Not In Kansas Anymore (Credit: Yoko)
Tonight's Meltdown begins with an outside shot of the building, obviously not the ACW Arena, as the show is in Okinawa. We see random billboards with kanji written on them, and various fans crowded around the arena, waiting for glimpses of their favorite stars.
Quite suddenly, Moonlight Sonata begins to play and the camera cuts to the inside of the building. The lights begin to flash pink as Mercer Stanton walks onto the entrance ramp, with Elias not far behind. The Japanese fans boo him, but much less so than the American fans would.
They make their way to the ring. Stanton motions to Elias, and Elias reaches into his jacket and pulls out a microphone, and hands it to him. The music ends.
Mercer: Hello Okinawa!
The reaction is mixed with cheers and boos.
Mercer: When we did our brief UK tour earlier this year, I said that if it was successful, we'd tour more. Needless to say, it was VERY successful, and here we are. When choosing locations, I thought to myself, why not go to the hometown of our world champion?
The fans cheer at the mention of Yoko.
Mercer: And as I understand it, this building is completely sold out. Good job. But, I won't keep you any longer. I know what you paid for. Enjoy the show.
He and Elias exit the ring and begin to leave, but Stanton pauses and looks at the fans at ringside.
Mercer: ...Well I do believe we have Yuki Satoshi in attendance tonight.
He steps toward the barrier as the camera focuses on Yuki.
Mercer: Tell me, who did you come to see tonight?
Yuki: My sister!
Yoko chants break out across the vast audience. Stanton smirks.
Mercer: You enjoy the show too, Yuki.
He and Elias head back up the ramp and exit to the backstage area.
End Segment.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on May 12, 2005 15:28:15 GMT -5
Segment: Back in Black (Credit: Hunter)
The scene fades into the indoor parking lot, where a long black limo has pulled up. The car shines from the lush Japanese light that falls on it. One can even see the reflection of the cameraman off the polished doors. The door opens and out steps Hunter, clad in a casual black suit. Most of the arena cheers, though some still boo. He doesn't seem to be highly affected by the events that plagued him last Monday, as he's wearing a smile along with the suit. He looks at the cameraman, and instead of growing angry and shouting at the poor man who is merely attempting to earn a living, he smiles at him. Hunter then walks down the hall and is followed by the previously mentioned cameraman. He then stops in front of a door that reads "Senatorial Stable". He looks at the cameraman.
Hunter: Shhh. Don't say anything.
Hunter smirks and cracks his jaw a few times. He then messes up his hair and makes himself look very...one week ago. He stops smiling and shows no signs of emotion on his face. He opens the door and walks in, followed by the cameraman. Inside sit Fallen Souls, the Senator, Will Anger, and Kevin Fitsharris. They all turn towards him and look at him. There is a silence...which is soon broken once Hunter smirks. His fellow stable members leap up and walk towards him smiling.
FSX: Haha! That's what we wanted to see!
Kevin: He's back!
The men high five and laugh together.
Hunter: I'm back bitches! I'm back!
They continue smiling and talking amongst themselves indistinctly.
Hunter: Yeah, yeah. Mhm. It's great to be back.
Hunter feels as if he's in the middle of an interview. He breaks free of the "paparazzi" and walks to his locker room door.
Hunter: Now if you'll excuse me, I must prepare for my match.
Hunter opens the door and walks in. The rest of the men have a chance to calm down, and then they slowly takes their seats and continue their previous conversations. The cameraman opens the door to Hunter's locker room and walks in to find him smiling and cheerfully pulling random things out of his duffle bag. He looks up and the cameraman spins around to reveal the form of the Senator standing there.
Senator: How are you doing?
Hunter: I've never been better.
Senator: Are you ready for your match tonight?
Hunter: You know it! Angelo's going down!
Hunter is still very cheery.
Senator: Well that is very good. It is good to have you back.
Hunter loses his smile and grows more serious.
Hunter: Uh...I'd just like to...you know...after the thing...on Monday...it's just...well...
Senator: You are welcome.
Hunter looks up and smiles.
Hunter: Thanks man.
Senator smiles and chuckles. He then opens the door and walks out, followed by the cameraman.
Fade Out.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on May 12, 2005 15:31:43 GMT -5
Segment: And you like him...why? (Credit: DD, AJK)
The scene opens in the parking lot, where DD is waiting for somebody. Suddenly at that moment, AJK comes along. DD looks around and has a fright when he sees his enemy, who is just staring at him. DD looks around again, and decides to break the silence
DD: So, who are you? And what business do you hold with McCarty?
AJK stands, emotionless
DD: That's alright. You don't talk, and you don't get your ass kicked
Suddenly in a lightning-quick movement, AJK grabs DD by the throat and lifts him up. DD is trying to get AJK's hand off his throat, but AJK is too strong. He suddenly hears a voice...
?: Halt!
AJK and the camera turn to see Jack McCarty leaving a limosine. He gets out, straightens his collar and lifts his right hand up, before slowly lowering it. AJK immediately lets go of DD, throwing him across the floor
McCarty: Ah, hello friends...
DD slowly gets up, taking deep breaths. He uses the guard rail for assisstance to get up.
DD: That bastard! he tried to...kill me!
McCarty: Nonsense, he was merely threatened. he was taught how to react if he's in danger, using lightning-quick movements he showed off against you there. But guys, there's no need to be fighting, especially when you win the tag team titles...
DD: Tag...team...titles? You expect me to tag with him...and win the titles for YOU?
McCarty: ...yes...and?
DD: Forget it, old man. I have enough problems and title shit to sort out myself, like my lightweight title. Now can you please just leave?
McCarty frowns, not taking kindly to DD's reactions
McCarty: Fine. You seem not to co-operate with me, which leaves me no choice but to enforce a no tag policy on you. Which means that under my control, you cannot tag with anyone other than AJK or anybody else under my request.
DD: What? You cannot do that!
McCarty: I CAN Dan, and you know it
DD: But what about El Froggy?
McCarty: Tough. But I have also decided that tonight you will be facing...AJK in the ring
The crowd slightly cheer
DD: ...but...
McCarty: And anything goes, but for the no interference, to ensure a 'clean' fight...good luck...
DD: But...
McCarty waves his hand, and he leaves the parking lot. AJK follows, leaving DD irrate as we fade out
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on May 12, 2005 15:34:03 GMT -5
Segment: Marrinara, Boat Race Or Italian Sauce? (Credit: Vinnie for segment, Yoko for title)
In the parking lot of the arena, Vinnie Dulario is shown walking, looking wide-eyed and amazed at the country and culture around him. The crowd jeer him, but give a small pop as his sister, the beautiful Maggie Dulario, pops up beside him, looking equally amazed. She seems to have recovered quite well from her recent ordeal with Mickey and DeMarc. It seems that just being with her brother is enough to lift her spirits.
Maggie: Wow! I've NEVER been out of the country before, Vinnie! Thank you so much for bringing me with you!
Dulario: This isn't a vacation, bella, it's for your protection. As long as I'm out of the country, you're going to stay with me. Especially since Mickey knows where you are. He gave me his word he wouldn't touch you, but I don't trust him as far as I can throw him. And he's had one too many connolis for me to throw him too far...
Maggie's face turns into a disapointed frown, but quickly recovers. She grabs Vinnie by the arm, one of the few people who the cold assassin will allow to touch him.
Maggie: ...do you think we can see the Naha Hari before we leave for the States again?
Vinnie stops dead in his tracks, turning his gaze towards his sister.
Dulario: What the hell is the Naha Hari?
Maggie: It's an Okinawan traditional dragon boat race! Have you seen the dragon boats? They are extremely cool, Vinnie. I want to check out the race before we leave...at least do something other than sit in a hotel room!
Dulario: We are doing something other than that. We're at the arena. You're not going to sit in a hotel room, you're going to sit in my dressing room behind a locked door.
Maggie: Vinnie, that's no fun.
Vinnie sighs, then takes off his glasses to look his sister in the eye. He let a hint of a smile creep onto his face, the corners of his mouth turning upward slightly.
Dulario: Bella, you have no idea how important you are to me. If I have to keep you locked away on a remote island, where nobody else knows where you are, I would. Just to keep you breathing. Hon, you have no idea what these people are capable of.
Vinnie pulls her in a bit closer, lowering his voice to a quiet whisper.
Dulario: You said once that I was a monster...
Maggie: Vinnie...I didn't mean-
Dulario: No, it's true, and we both know it. Don't worry about it, bella. Look, you aren't the innocent little girl I left behind once, but you still have no idea what could happen to you if Mickey decides he wants you taken out. The threats that DeMarc handed out...those are nothing compared to some of the stuff I've seen...
Vinnie hesitates before he finished his thought.
Dulario: ...and done. You aren't like me, you aren't like us. I know this, and I'm going to keep you away from that nightmare as much as I can.
Maggie: Why don't you just leave? We can leave, Vinnie, we can run. We can leave the past behind, start again somewhere new, far from Mickey-
Dulario: No, bella. That's not how things work with me. Mickey owes me...and you. And I intend to collect on that debt. I can't just leave it and forget...it would eat me up inside. I couldn't live like that. I can't just get out. I'm in, I'm stuck here for life now.
Vinnie suddenly pulled Maggie close, hugging her tightly. She has a surprised look on her face, but then gives in to his embrace while he whispers into her ear.
Dulario: But not you. If there is one thing left that I can do, it's keeping you out of this world. No prostituting, no drug running, no schizo murderers...none of that. You deserve a normal life, one that's not fucked up like mine.
Maggie steps back, and only nods silently.
Dulario: Come on, kiddo. We'll see about going to that...Mara Nari...marrinara...whatever race after the event is over.
Maggie: Haha! Alright, yay!
Vinnie smiles as he keeps an arm around her shoulder, and Maggie skips away towards the arena with him.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on May 12, 2005 15:36:40 GMT -5
Segment: Paranoid (Credit: Hunter)
The scene fades into a...well, it's not too clear. The lights are off and nothing gives off light. There may be windows, but they are probably closed for one reason or the other. There is a strange sound, and the camera turns. A long line of light appears in the room, and before this line stands a silhouette. The silhouette moves forward and moves its arm. The lights then come on, revealing Hunter, with his one hand on a light switch.
Hunter: Why can no one keep a light on?
The camera now pans around the room, showing that it is the ACW fitness room. There are random weights and tools scattered around, and the windows are in fact covered by long shades. The camera stops and focuses on Hunter, who is now standing in front of a metal pole with weights atttached and scattered around it.
Hunter: Hey dude.
The camera moves up and reveals Hunter looking at the cameraman.
Cameraman: What?
Hunter: How much does Angelo weigh?
Cameraman: Uh...I don't know. I think it's like 250.
Hunter: All right, thanks.
Hunter turns back around and puts a few weights onto the pole, and then proceeds to lift everything. He is easily able to lift the collection over his head, and he turns around and smiles. Suddenly, he drops the weights and flattens himself against the nearby wall.
Hunter: Did you hear that?
Cameraman: Uh...hear what?
Hunter: It sounds like...an engine. It's coming from outside.
There is a silence that is later broken by something that sounds like an engine coming closer. Hunter's eyes widen, and he quickly moves towards the window. The cameraman follows him and places the camera in front of the window. Hunter pulls up the blinds and sees...the gardener mowing the outside lawn...with an approaching lawn mower. Hunter closes the window and chuckles.
Hunter: Heh. False alarm.
The cameraman chuckles in a very sarcastic way. Hunter pays it no mind and walks over to the weights again. He quickly stops.
Hunter: What was that?
Cameraman (annoyed): What was what?
Hunter: Don't you hear it?
There is another noise that's coming from outside the door. Hunter slowly walks towards it and stands in front of the door. He hears the noise again and bursts through the door, bringing back with him...the janitor.
Janitor: What the hell?
Hunter glances outside and sees a mop and a bucket lying on the floor, water spilled everywhere.
Hunter: Oh...uh...sorry. My mistake.
He nervously chuckles and lets go of the janitor. The janitor grabs the mop and goes back to his work.
Janitor (under his breath): Frickin' hippy...
Hunter: What?
Janitor: Hmm?
Hunter shakes his head and closes the door, leaving a smirking janitor behind him. He walks back in and sits on a nearby bench, then puts his head in his hands and sighs.
Hunter: This is gonna be a long night...
He sighs again, picks up the weights, and goes back to work.
Fade Out.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on May 12, 2005 15:39:29 GMT -5
Segment: Mastering the Martial Arts (Credit : FSX, The Senator)
Returning from the break, and the blurred appearance of the front of a local dojo, just down the street from tonight's arena. Inside the small building, FSX, The Senator, Tim Dwight, and Cool Flame are sitting inside watching a old ACW match, before the clip ends and they all move to stand around a wrestling mat in the middle of the room.
Dwight: So, as I was saying before, son, Mixed Martial Arts matches are quite different from normal ones. You are in a completely different situation than if you were in a regular pro wrestling match. The focus of your moves should be different, as should be your pacing and mindset...
The Senator: Exactly, you saw the clips of my fight with Alger from Fallout a month or two back, notice how I did not go for anything fancy there, no head drops, no elaborate submissions that took five seconds to set up...
FSX: Yeah, I noticed that. When I was trying to train for this match before though, I kept thinking of it the same way, didn't make much progress. Even if I was to slow down my pacing, and look at the match in a more complex way, How could I still manage to get into Blade's head... You know, Take advantage of his plan and stay one step ahead of him.
Dwight: I brought Cool Flame here so that I could perform some demonstrations. This should help give you a better idea.
Tim Dwight and Cool Flame walk onto to the wrestling mat, and square off. Flame charges in with an uppercut palm strike, but Dwight is able to block the strike, taking him down to the mat in a headlock sprawl, following with knees to the head. Flame tries to get up to his feet, but Dwight moves with him, pulling him back down to the mat.
Senator: Notice how Dwight parried the attack, and took his opponent down to the mat, he is going for points, you know there are three ways you can end a MMA fight around here, KO, Tap Out, or a decision, and from what I have heard, with the time limits set on the rounds here, decisions will be the most common method. Do not forget that you can not use any illegal tactics here, due to the judges at ringside, too. Just keep control when you are fighting over your opponent and over the pace of the fight, and you should win.
FSX: Sounds easy enough and I can make the match fun too... I can really cause some damage if I want too right?
Senator: If the opportunity comes with no chance of it changing the flow of the match against you, feel free, but do not attempt to trade kicks with him, Blade’s the sharpest kicker in the ACW, period.
FSX: ...I think I get it. You know this doesn't sound like it'll be all that hard, even if Blade has the experience that's going to make no difference if I know what I’m doing. Take it slow, take control and take him out.
Tim Dwight and the Senator both nod acknowledging that he understood what he was in for, and could see success with that strategy. FSX seems like he couldn't be happier with his situation as the scene fades to black.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on May 12, 2005 15:41:14 GMT -5
Segment: Good Times, Bad Times (Credit: Hunter)
The fans cheer loudly, awaiting an upcoming match. They don't get this match, however, and instead "Thunderstruck" blares through the loudspeakers. There are the exact same amount of boos and cheers as there were when Hunter arrived, so not much has changed since the previous time Hunter has been seen. Hunter walks out and walks down to the ring. He rolls in and is handed a microphone by a nearby official.
Hunter: Well, well, well. So this is Japan. It's better than I thought it would be.
There is no response, as no one knows exactly what to say to this.
Hunter: Relax, it's a compliment!
Some fans cheer, others don't appreciate being told when to cheer.
Hunter: I just came out here to say how much it means to me that you all care. I'll tell you what I mean. For the past few days, I've been getting thousands of e-mails and letters from family, friends, and fans that wanted to check on who I've been since the...
He carefully chooses his words.
Hunter: ..."incident" on Monday. It is things like that that show me that you care.
He looks around and arena. He stops and points out a teenage girl in the audience.
Hunter: It's things like that that show me you care!
The camera zooms in and shows the girl waving an "I Love Hunter" sign like a maniac. The camera quickly shifts back to Hunter.
Hunter: So, I've been asking myself lately-
He stops and laughs. The audience joins in with him.
Hunter: -I should word that better. I've been...pondering why it is that I hate you. I mean, to me, it's always been about the money and the fame. But this experience had opened my eyes to what Cage always told me about. It's what this is all truly about: the art...and the fans.
The arena erupts into cheers.
Hunter: And now that I've realized this, I'm glad. Getting booed gets annoying after a while.
Some people boo, but they are faint boos.
Hunter: Haha. Very funny. Anyway, I feel that as long as you people cheer for me and like me, I might as well like you. So, let's get along here.
He gets on his knees.
Hunter: As strange as this sounds, it must be said. I've been a realy asshole since my arrival. But I've been wrong about what I thought and what I said to everyone. And for that...
It's eating him up inside.
Hunter: ...I'm sorry.
There is a long silence. One could hear a pin drop if one were inclined to do so. Then, the silence is broken by the teenage girl with the sign. She begins clapping, and soon everyone else joins in, until the entire arena is clapping and cheering. Hunter gets up and smiles.
Hunter: That you guys for this truly unique and corny moment...
He laughs along with everybody else.
Hunter: And tonight, I'm going to beat Angelo, and you'll have one more thing to cheer about!
He drops the mic and slides out of the ring as "Thunderstruck" hits again. This time, however, there is a new chorus of cheers that go along with the opening chords. Hunter walks backstage, and before he does, he looks back...and smiles.
Fade Out.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on May 12, 2005 15:43:53 GMT -5
Match: Blade vs Fallen Souls, MMA rules (Credit: Yoko)
(Major OOC note: I've never watched or read about MMA, aside from occasional UFC, and not enough to get a feel for what in the world is going on. We have like four guys in ACW who are into it, and all were busy/downright unwilling to write this, so I decided to myself. I've done my best with what I know, which is absolutely nothing. I apologize to both FSX and Blade, since I don't even know the rules. I've just tried to make this entertaining, though short.)
The fans cheer as Philip comes out to commence the first match of the night
Philip: This match will be in the style of Mixed Martial Arts.
Boldly Going Nowhere begins to play as Fallen Souls runs out from the back, causing the fans to cheer.
Philip: Introducing first, from Seoul, South Korea, Fallen Souls!
He enters the ring and hops up on one of the turnbuckles, gaining another round of cheering. His music ends and Team 2000 Crash begins.
Philip: And his opponent, from Upstate New York, Blade Seika!
Blade appears and calmly reaches the ring. Philip exits the ring. The two men face one another.
Bell Rings.
FSX and Blade keep their distance from each other, though while circling and moving closer. Blade throws a few light kicks as FSX moves into range, but he simply steps back and avoids them. Suddenly, FSX steps toward Blade, causing him to kick out at him. FSX blocks as best he can and continues forward quickly, delivering a hard right to Blade's head. Blade backs away, but FSX stays on him, hitting him a few more times. Blade finally manages to duck under and sidestep, and throws a high kick at FSX's head. FSX ducks and backs away, feeling that kick was too close.
They circle again, both regaining their composure. As FSX is deciding to lunge, BS beats him to it and comes at him with another sudden high kick. FSX grabs his leg before it connects and forces him down to the mat, and begins punching him again. Blade tries to roll away but FSX stays on top of him, barraging him with his fists. FSX slips up though and Blade gets away and stumbles to his feet. FSX quickly follows him and begins kicking at him, to send him back to the mat. Blade blocks one of the kicks and FSX realizes his own critical mistake as Blade delivers a giant kick to his head. FSX goes down like a ton of bricks.
Referee: 1! 2! 3! 4! 5!
FSX regains his senses and begins to stir.
Referee: 6! 7! 8!
FSX gets onto his hands and knees.
Referee: 9! 10!
Bell Rings.
Philip: The winner of this match, Blade Seika!
Blade exits the ring as FSX finally gets up to his feet. Accepting of his loss but intent on giving the fans one last bit of entertainment, FSX runs against the ropes and rushes toward Blade who hasn't reached the ramp yet but hasn't noticed FSX. FSX leaps over the top rope into a corkscrew plancha, crashing directly into Blade, flooring him. The crowd goes wild. They both get back to their feet around the same time, and Blade chases FSX into the back.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on May 12, 2005 15:47:45 GMT -5
Segment: Return to Glory (Credit: Senator)
Coming back from the break, it appears that a cameraman has once again managed to sneak into the Senatorial Office, where the Senator is pacing back and forth, muttering to himself. Kevin Fitsharris suddenly explodes through the door, out of breath.
Fitsharris: Hey…youhaveavisitorbossman!
The Senator: Calm down there, catch your breath. Good! Now you can tell me what you just said!
Fitsharris: You…you…have a visitor!
Senator: I always have visitors here, what, dare I ask, is so special about this one that you nearly suffered the fate of Pheidippides to bring this valuable information?
??: Usually, your visitors don’t go through hell to get to your office.
Senator: IS that who I think it is? Anthony Kalb, welcome back!
Kalb has indeed appeared in the hallway, with a neck brace around his head, and looking quite haggard.
Kalb: Great to see all of you guys, I really do feel better than I look. Kev, thanks for the support, but I really need to say this to the bossman alone…you know what I’m going to tell him.
Fitsharris: Gotcha!
Fitsharris ducks outside the office, softly shutting the door on the way out.
Senator: First thing first, how the heck did you get out of the hospital? You should not be traveling and walking around in your shape.
Kalb: To tell the truth, I’m supposed to be resting at home right now, I’m in no shape to compete yet, or really, even to travel here to Okinawa, but this is too important a message to convey by phone or e-mail. The guys are all worried about you right now, but nobody wanted to tell you what I’m about to tell you. I’ve been watching Meltdown and Warfare since my injury, and I have to let you know this, although it may hurt. Sir, you may not realize it, but you’re fighting like an untrained punk out there in the ring right now.
Senator: If that is what you came to say…<br> Kalb: I’m not done yet, with all due respect, sir! I know what your problem is, and you probably do too…Fallen Heroes. We all know what happened there.
Senator: Indeed we do, but I AM over it, as that is in the past, and we are now in the present.
Kalb: No, you are not, otherwise, you would have trounced your last few opponents. Losing to Gary? He’s a good wrestler, no doubt, he’s beaten me, you know! He’s the most underrated guy around, but really, you should have beaten him there. Sir, you have to do something about that loss, Latino didn’t just eliminate you, he went out of his way to do so, I know you can’t tolerate that, deep inside, I feel the same way about my Junior title loss, too. It has to be eating you inside, you’re not the type of guy to take something like that laying down, especially with Latino involved, I know what your opinion of him is…what I’m trying to say, is that you need to do something to get back at him, you need to prove that you can take him down if you wish…to show you did not waste an entire month preparing for that damned battle royal…and to do that, you have to get your old focus back in the ring.
Senator: Perhaps you do have a point…but I did have something planned, revenge is a dish…<br> Fitsharris: Best served cold!
Senator: The heck? Fitsharris, close that door right now…wait, what is that behind the plants…Marlowe! Get your little voyeuristic, paparazzi style, private eye, peeping tom camera out of here immediately or that stack of dimes on top of your shoulders will be in worse shape than Mr. Kalb’s neck here!
The camera immediately cuts out of the room, as Rich Marlowe stumbles out, and bumps into Kevin Fitsharris in the hallway, signaling the…<br> Fade Out
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on May 12, 2005 15:50:58 GMT -5
Segment: It ended before it started (Credit: DD)
The camera shoots a beautiful Okinawa sunset, before quickly cutting to the backstage, where Japanese favourites Froggy and Daredevil meet up.
Froggy: Daredevil! No time no see?
DD: Err, yeah. Froggy, we need to talk about this tag team thing...
Froggy: Yes! I made a name, and a tag move! We're called Leaping Dragons, as I am like froggy, and you a Welsh dragon, see?
DD's expression turns to sorrow
DD: Froggy, it's great and all, and I love the name, but I cannot tag with you...
Froggy suddenly saddens
DD: It's just that with McCarty acting like a rent boy...it's either them or nobody, you see? I'm really sorry about this Froggy
Both look quite upset. Froggy then smiles and extends his hand
Froggy: We can be friends still?
DD smiles, and accepts the handshake
DD: Friends
The camra watches them as they walk opposite ways as we fade out
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on May 12, 2005 15:54:26 GMT -5
Match: Hunter vs Angelo (Credit: BK)
The arena is still buzzing from the last segment and the bell rings as it is time for another match. At that moment "Thunderstruck" by AC/DC blares through the arena and a mixed reaction surfaces from the crowd.
Phillip: This match is scheduled for one fall, coming to the ring from Rochester, New York, weighing in at 245 pounds, Hunter !!
Hunter appears on the stage and the crowd continues to give Hunter a Senatorial Stable like mixed reaction. Hunter begins to walk down the ramp, ignoring the hands that wave in front of him for a handshake. He then slides into the ring and rises up before climbing up to the middle rope. Hunter looks around in the crowd and he begins trash talking some of the fans that continue to boo and jeer him. At that moment "The Way I Am (Remix}" hits throughout the arena...
Phillip: And his opponent, coming to the ring from New York, New York, weighing in at 245 pounds, Angelo "The Venom" Giovanni !!
Angelo steps through the curtain to a chorus of boos from the crowd. All around the arena chats of "Angelo Sucks" emerge but Angelo does nothing but chin-flick them off. Angelo walks down to the ring with a motive to take beat Hunter, something he has yet to do. Angelo hops up on the apron and steps in the ring before waiting in his corner for the match to start. Finally the bell rings and the match is now on its way.
Hunter and Angelo begin to survey their competition, trying to find a weakness the two lock up in the center of the ring but Angelo quickly knees Hunter in the abdomen, a veteran like manuever. Angelo hits Hunter with a right hand to the jaw and Hunter reels into the ropes, Angelo then whips Hunter into the ropes and goes for a Powerslam but Hunter counters it and ends up behind Angelo. Hunter holds the waist of Angelo and pushes Angelo into the ropes and as Hunter goes for a Roll up Angelo holds onto the top rope and Hunter rolls backwards. Hunter gets up and Angelo turns around at the same moment, Angelo tries to quickly capitalize by running toward Hunter but Hunter hits and Arn Anderson like Spinebuster on Angelo and hooks the leg but Angelo kicks out. Hunter gets up and picks up Angelo, tossing him into the turnbuckle. Hunter pulls off his white glove and tosses it into the crowd before chopping Angelo in the chest. Angelo holds his chest after one of those knife edge chops pierces his skin, Hunter goes for another one but Angelo quickly resorts to a thumb in the eye. Hunter is temporarily blinded and Angelo uses this opportunity to throw Hunter into the corner. Angelo then uses his boot to begin choking the life out of Angelo in the corner and the referee begins to count to 5 and Angelo releases the hold at 4. Hunter holds his throat, getting every breath in he can and Angelo pulls him to the center of the ring and covers him.
One....Two...-Kick out, Hunter gets his shoulder up before the count of three and Angelo covers him again but the same result happens. Angelo picks up Hunter and wrenches his arm before laying him down with a Short Arm Clothesline, Angelo then picks up Hunter and whips him into the corner. Hunter hits the turnbuckles back first and Angelo runs toward him but Hunter ducks sending Angelo over the top rope onto the apron. Hunter turns around and Angelo goes for a right hand but Hunter blocks and pulls Angelo's head down sending his neck into the top rope. It almost knocks Angelo off the apron but he continues to hold on with one hand, Hunter then bounces off the opposite ropes and sends Angelo flying off the apron into the announce table with a Killer Spear. Angelo holds his sternum and abdomen in pain and Hunter takes Angelo down with a baseball slide sending him sternum first into the Announce table again. Hunter slides completely out the ring now and throws Angelo back into the ring. Angelo crawls to the center of the ring and Hunter climbs to the top rope from the apron. As Angelo begins to get up Hunter attempts a Double Axe Handle but Angelo kicks Hunter in the abdomen. Angelo now attempts the Italian Magician but Hunter wrenches the arm of Angelo and pulls him toward himself before hoisting him on his shoulders. Hunter completes the Reverse Death Valley Driver and hooks the leg of Angelo but Angelo nearly escapes as he kicks out right before 3.
Hunter can't believe it and he begins to pick up Angelo and attempts a German Suplex but Angelo grabs the referee by the collar while hitting a low blow on Hunter. Hunter holds his groin in pain as Angelo releases the referee, and hoists Hunter on his shoulders hitting the Italian Decimator. Angelo covers Hunter for the one...two....three.
Philip: And the winner of this match, Angelo "The Venom" Giovanni !!
"The Way I Am (Remix)" hits once again and Angelo rises to his feet and celebrates in victory. Angelo quickly rolls out the ring and is estatic that he defeated Hunter, the referee rolls out the ring also and Angelo yells at him telling him to raise his hand. The referee does so and a cocky smirk grows across the face of Angelo as the fans continue to boo him as we fade out.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on May 12, 2005 15:57:39 GMT -5
Segment: The Self Proclaimed Is Here (Credit: BK)
The scene opens with BK London, along with his wife Kiley, walking down the corridor. The boos from the Okinawa crowd can be heard through the walls as these two continue to walk with a certain swagger. But BK seems to be carrying around an accessory with him, it is none other than the ACW Championship with his name plate embedded into it. Kevin Anderson is now seen entering scene as he approaches the couple with a mic in hand.
BK: What the hell do you want?
Kevin's anxious face to get an interview quickly changes as he is more reluctant to interview BK.
Kevin: Well....Well I just wanted to know if we can conduct an interview with you..
Kiley abuptly grabs the mic from Kevin's hand and she begins to talk.
Kiley: Don't you see your champion is busy, on his way to his match---
BK: Kiley, Sweety Pie, Honey...Its ok. I believe I owe all my International Fans out here in Okinawa, Japan
BK gets a cheap pop from the crowd.
BK:....an interview. I mean, they don't have much going down here since their champion is nothing more than a worthless piece of crap.
The boos from the crowd return and begin to circulate the arena.
Kevin: Speaking of champions, BK, Why are you wearing a replica of the ACW Championship on your shoulder?
BK: Simple Elementary my dear boy, since my match was supposed to be for the ACW Championship but was unjustly changed by Mercer, and I won the match by the way, I believe that at this moment I should be ACW Champion. I am obviously a better champ than Yoko, defeating her effortlessly like the little bitch she is...
The crowd continues to boo BK London as he continues to trash talk.
BK: But beating Yoko was not the only great moment of last warfare, my defining moment had to be when I threw Latino over the edge of the bridge with the rope still constricting his neck. Because of moi, Latino is not sitting here, he is sitting at home probably hooked up to a respirator trying to savor each breath...But the night was not over oh no no no...the final part of the plan was when Warfare went off air.. Does the the crowd in OKINAWA want to know what happened off air??
The crowd cheers anticipating for what was the final part of BK's plan.
BK: Shut your damn mouth ya Japs, you won't get shit tonight. The only thing you will be witnessing is me using my 14 inch boot to kick Long Gone Silver's ass all over gods green earth !!
The crowd is now becoming unruly having to listen to BK London verabally rip them to shreds.
BK: Interview Over..
BK London walks off camera and Kiley begins to follow.
Kevin: Kiley wait !!
Kiley turns around and approaches Kevin.
Kevin: Actually Kiley, I have a question for you.
Kiley: Spit it out loser.
Kevin: Well...What comments do you have about last week when AK threatened to break every bone in your body if you became involved with Latino and your husband's feud?
Kiley: Kevin, AK makes her name off threatening women who she thinks is inferior to her. She did the exact same thing to Cordelia a few months ago, well let me tell you something. I am not Cordelia, and frankly AK doesn't intimidate me. I do what I want, when I want, to who I want. And if I should get involved with my husband and Latino's feud, I want to see if that bitch has the guts to walk the walk.
Kiley walks off camera following BK for his match as we fade out.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on May 12, 2005 16:02:32 GMT -5
Match: AJK Caveman vs. Daredevil (Credit: Daredevil)
The crowd are prepared for the next match, and begin to get excited when Philip enters the ring. He grabs the microphone, and addresses the crowd
Philip: The following match is a no interference, no holds barred match, and what I've no heard...no rope breaks! Firstly, from Newcastle in England, AJK Caveman!
Toy Soldiers by Eminem hits, and the crowd boo the man, wearing the same type of mask worn by somewhat of a legend in Japan. AJK remains emotionless, and enters the ring completely genreically, waiting for his opponent
Philip: And his opponent, from Cardiff, Wales, he is the ACW Lightweight Champion...Dan 'the Daredevil' White!
Take a Look Around hits, and DD comes out to quite a large pop from the crowd. He jumps up on the ramp, and runs down Hardy-style, meeting up with the front-row seat crowd in the process. He jumps into the ring, and stares at AJK. They stand face-to-face, emotionless, before Philip leaves the ring
Bell Rings
Neither man moves, and the crowd appreciate this moment. Not exactly Hogan/Warrior-esque, but it still rates well with the Japanese crowd, and a small chant of 'Daredevil' starts. Daredevil looks at AJK, then looks down. AJK throws a punch, but DD catches it, and starts throwing his own punches into the chest of AJK. DD tries an Irish Whip, but AJK reverses it into his own, and tries the big boot. DD dives under it, and waits for a perfect moment. AJK turns around and WHAM! He recieves a Royal KO (Enziguri) for his troubles. DD makes the early pin, but AJK kicks out. DD lifts up McCarty's client, and catches him in a headlock. He turns it into a hammerlock, and holds the position for a couple of seconds. He then attempts the armbar, but AJK sees this coming and hits a large, but unexpected Neckbreaker. DD falls to the ground, but escapes the ring before AJK catches him. He grabs a steal chair, and places it into the ring. DD then tries to re-enter, but AJK comes in with a flying big boot, sending him flying over to the crowd barricade. AJK follows him outside, and lifts him up, over his head. The crowd aww in shock of his strength, and AJK appears to crack a small smile, before dropping DD head-first onto the barricade. He lifts DD up, and throws him into the ring, following him. AJK slowly picks DD up, and throws him against the ropes. He tries a clothesline, but DD ducks it and jumps onto the ropes, bouncing off them and hitting an asai dropkick, knocking both men off their feet. The referee doesn’t make his count being the rules, and he waits until one of the two are up, this being DD. He runs at AJK, but AJK grabs hold of the top rope, pulling it down and sending DD back to the outside. AJK again follows, and lifts DD up. He hits an Irish Whip, knocking DD into the side steps, knocking him senseless.
AJK lifts him up, and throws him into the ring. He attempts a pin, but DD just manages to kick out at two, with the crowd ‘oohing’ at the opportunity. AJK ignores it completely, and starts stomping DD. He’s slow with the stomps, and it allows DD to grab one of the stomp attempts, with the crowd starting to feel the buzz. DD slowly gets to his feet, smiles and goes to try a Dragon Screw. Or he tried it, but failed as AJK hits him with a giant clothesline. AJK remains emotionless, and picks DD up, throwing him hard against the turnbuckle. It’s very hard, and as DD hits the turnbuckle, the entire ring wobbles. DD bounces back, right into a chokeslam. It’s hit with perfect power, and AJK covers him, but DD just kicks out at two. AJK gets up, lifting DD up. He tries an Irish Whip, but DD reverses it, but AJK reverses it again. He crouches down, but DD sees the opportunity and hits him with a tornado DDT. DD jumps up, and grabs the chair. AJK slowly gets to his feet, and the crowd are getting hyped up as DD swings, hitting AJK on the back of the head. AJK doesn’t fall down though, instead falling forward onto the ropes. He turns around, seeing DD running at him, and he just hits a clothesline. This time DD looks completely out of it, and AJK climbs the top rope. He attempts the Frog Splash, but DD just manages to roll out of the way at the least minute.
DD jumps up, and starts kicking AJK numerous times. AJK gets up, but DD throws him against the ropes, before hitting a Neckbreaker Drop. He smiles, running at the ropes before delivering a knee drop to AJK’s face. DD jumps up again, and lifts AJK up. AJK reverses the Irish Whip attempt, but DD follows it up by ducking the clothesline, and hitting the Final Cut! DD then jumps to the top rope, hitting the Swanton Bomb! The crowd cheer and count with the referee, 1…2…thr-kickout by AJK! DD falls back in shock, and makes it to his feet. He lifts AJK up, but AJK delivers a strong blow to the stomach of DD. DD ducks down winded, and AJK throws another hard Irish Whip to the turnbuckle. The turnbuckle shakes again, and DD falls straight to the ground following the whip. AJK suddenly sees something, and goes over to the turnbuckle that DD fell at. He then grabs the top rope, and pulls it off the turnbuckle! It’s very unoticable, but if you looked very closely through the mask, there is a grin on his face. DD slowly gets up, and AJK runs at him, ropes in hand and sends DD straight to the ground. AJK then delivers numerous stomps, and lifts DD up. He lifts him into the X-5 position, when a voice is heard…<br> Ginger: You two, get out of my ring NOW!
AJK smirks, and hits the X-5 on DD, before leaving the ring. AJK walks around the ring, and up the ramp, knocking shoulders with Ginger as he leaves. Ginger ends up holding his shoulder in a bit of pain, before he speaks again
Ginger: How dare you two destroy my ring! Yes this match had no rules, but you have no right to go destroying the ring like that! As a result, AJK will be warned, but DD, you’re off pay for a month!
DD, rolling around in pain, seems to take this as a verbal ‘move’. He suddenly jumps back to the ground, as though he feels more pain. At that point, several workers come down the ramp, and go to remake the ring. One of them turns and laughs at DD, before pushing him out the ring. The crowd and anyone else surrounding is completely confused, including Philip. But he realizes his duties and stands up-
Philip: This match is declared…a draw?
Ginger nods his head, before turning around and heading backstage. DD continues to writher in pain on the floor, as we cut to backstage
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on May 12, 2005 16:03:41 GMT -5
Segment: The Rough Divide (Credit: Davey) We come back from commercial break to the sight of Davey Marvel and Rev walking to the ring. "Tougher than Leather" is accompanying them as they make their way. Davey's is in jeans and his hooded sweatshirt his hood up and covering his face. The Entertainment Title that has now become a staple to Davey's entrance attire is draped over his shoulder. He is collecting a barage of cheers probably due to the victory he and co new breeder Wyvern picked up against BladeSeika and Darius Silver last Monday on Warfare. Davey is pointing to some fans that are sporting various Davey Marvel signs. Rev even stops to admire a sign dedicated to himself. Davey makes his way to the ring. He calls for a microphone and one is tossed to him. He taps it to see if it is working order. He adjusts the Entertainemnt Title on to the opposite shoulder and begins to speak.
Davey: What I have to say will not take along. It has come to my attention that certain people around here do not trust me. More importantly there are people here in Alpha Championship Wrestling that do not find me to telling the truth and think I am being phony. Now I am not going to name names but I will role some footage that will shed some light on to just what I am talking about. Roll it.
Davey and Rev begin to look at the Titan tron in anticipation for the footage.
Blade: Davey on the other hand, If you take care of Wyvern, than Davey is mine.
Darius: I have no problems with that.
Blade: Good, this will be the first time I am in the ring with him, and it will be a good time to see whether or not my hunch is correct.
Darius: Yes you seem to think him to be not as good and pure as he says he is, right?
Blade: Something like that yes.
The shot goes back to Davey and Rev with a angered look on both of there faces. Davey seems to be especially disgusted with the words that BladeSeika and Darius shared on the same Warfare that they were taken down by the team of Wyvern and Davey.
Davey:With obvious desperation, disgust, anger, frustration and sadness in his face and voice. There are a couple things I have wrong with that.
1. I do believe I came out here for about a month straight like a broken record and pleaded my innocense.
2. I asked no one and I repeat no one to speak of that again!! Isn't that right Rev?
Davey Turns to Rev to get a response.
Rev: Ya sure did.
and 3. If you think that their is someone who isn't being completly truthful about their current Davey makes quotaion gestures in the air. "state of mind" why don't you just look in a mirror.
The crowd appears to have a split reaction to Davey's words. Half appear to be on Davey's side of the argument and the other half see this as a reason to declare BladeSeika right. Despite the mixed reaction Davey treads on with the his rant.
Davey: Now excuse me but I have to go get prepared for a match!
Once again "Tougher than Leather" as Davey drops the microphone and falls to the mat and rolls out of the ring. Rec goes through the ropes and down the stairs. Davey is a little taken back by the ammount of fans that have just turned on him in his fit of aggresion. On the other hand he is being bombarded by his true fans with requests for fives and the ever present cheering. He walks be hind the curtain and the camera cuts out.
End of Segment
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