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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 19, 2005 15:28:42 GMT -5
Thursday Night Meltdown 19th May 2005
Schedule of Matches: -------------------------------------------------------
Hunter vs. Rookie Monster
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ACW Diva Title #1 Contenders Match Koda Vs. Jessie
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Cernunnos (w/ Dimensia) vs. Predator (w/ Wolf)
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Daredevil vs. Bladeseika – ACW Lightweight Title Match
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The Senator vs. JonnyG
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Davey Marvel vs. GooeyGarth – ACW Entertainment Title Match
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Wyvern vs. TNT – ACW International Title Match
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BK, Angelo, and Vinnie vs Latino, AK, and Yoko - Elimination Rules
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 19, 2005 15:29:08 GMT -5
Opening Segment: Breaking Free (Credit: The Senatorial Stable)
As the show opens with its now traditional skim shot of the arena,, the crowd is pumped up for Thursday Night Meltdown, as "Hail to the Chief" starts to play. Signs are shown celebrating the Senatorial Stable, and people are shown to be wearing the new Stable shirt.
(A grey shirt with a picture of the entire Stable on the front, with the words "Absolute Victory" on the front and "Senatorial Stable" on the back - available for $19.99 + s&h at ACWstore.com!)
The entire Senatorial Stable makes their way to the ring in force, and Kevin Fitsharris wastes no time in swiping the mic from Philip, and then tossing it to the Senator.
The Senator: Well, well, well, this is a fine situation we see here, am I correct?
The crowd cheers for the most part, as the Stable has not done much to get on their bad side lately.
Senator: Very well, it is good to hear the constituents are pleased here, I know I am! Last Monday was a sort of a wakeup call to many people around here. FSX showed that he has the ability to defeat any opponent he wishes around here, beating TNT, a formidable wrestler, to say the least. I overcame my recent lack of focus with a vengeance, and submitted none other than the feared BladeSeika to my Victory Lock II!
Crowd: Blade tapped out! Blade tapped out!
Senator: And what would the shame in that be? If he had not tapped out, he would have snapped his leg! If I were in the same situation, I would also have tapped! It is a sign of intelligence, not weakness to tap in such a situation! Oh, I also believe that someone else had quite the wakeup call...Hunter, how many losses was that on your now broken streak?
Hunter comes up with a microphone of his own to answer the Senator's question.
Hunter: That was nine matches, if I'm not mistaken. But finally, FINALLY, I got rid of that pestering losing streak. I pinned Jake Cheng in this very ring, and I'm planning on pinning more and more people. Tonight, the Rookie Monster. From there, who knows? You could be looking at a future World Champion! After all, when I defeat TNT in Hardcore Haven, I get a contract for a future World Title shot! And after I use it, I'll defeat the champion and claim the title that should already belong around my waist!
The crowd cheers as Hunter smirks and raises his hands. Before he can put the mic down, Anthony Kalb grabs it.
Kalb: It's great to be back here in this very ring! I may not yet be in wrestling shape, but just the fact that I am now standing here in this ring gives me a feeling I thought I'd never feel. Funny, the more I think of it, the more angry I am! Cernunnos, you want a rematch for that Junior title you took off me, I'll give it to you! However, that will have to wait for a little while, as I owe this guy here a few tag matches...
Kevin Fitsharris takes the mic from Kalb.
Fitsharris: You better believe you owe me a few tag matches. All that time I helped you with the Junior title...besides I have a little thing going on with the Fallout roster. You say you want a revolution...
Will Anger walks over and takes the microphone from Fitsharris.
Anger: We all know that ACW is our world by now, and even if everyone in the stable is busy with such great accomplishments, I've been taking care of things behind the scenes. Getting the job done! Doing special appearances! Bringing the world the joy of the senatorial stable.. But that will all end soon. Beginning next month I WILL be back and I WILL be earning myself a match with Davey Marvel for the title that's destined to be mine! Watch your back, Because A-A-A-A-ANGER is coming for you!
Anger tosses the mic to FSX, who looks ready for the mic and then some.
FSX: We all know it Will, you are obviously the future of ACW. But even though that's on all our minds, there's only one thing that's been consuming my thoughts and that's Wyvern. Ever since I made the mistake of giving into the pressure of your so called 'deus ex machina', I have been pursuing my rematch and training for it. After being able to defeat Daredevil, and taking the month to train in matches against your top opponents of the past, or just former international champions, I find that my strategy going into the match this Monday is PERFECT! I'm ready for you this time, I won't underestimate you this time, and I will give you every ounce of strength I have to prove I deserve that title.
FSX takes a moment to bask in the good reaction to his comments, before handing the mic back to the Senator.
Senator: Correct you are, Fallen, the ACW does not know what it has here. A properly functioning Stable will be quite unstoppable! We are the real deal here, the real McCoys if you will, and that, my friends, is nothing...but the truth!
Senator drops the mic and he leads his fellow stable members out of the ring and backstage, all the while "Hail to the Chief" is playing behind them.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 19, 2005 15:33:54 GMT -5
Segment: Hot Stuff! (Credit: Predator, with awesome creative assistance from RDK)
The Senatorial group has only just cleared the arena when "Stay Together For The Kids" hits immediately and the new ACW Tag Team Champions slowly walk down the ramp. Predator has sunglasses and tight black shirt on. Along with that he is wearing white jeans, a black belt and a golden wrist watch. Wolf is wearing exactly the same stuff and the two wear their tag team championships around their wastes to the ring. The crowd boos them intensely but they don't care about crowd reactions for the time being. Predator and Wolf climb into the ring and each go to a turnbuckle taunting the crowd and pointing at their belts. They then walk from each other's corners and look at each other before embracing. Both are very content. They then cease the embrace and Predator and Wolf are both handed mics.
Predator: Look what we have?
Wolf: What do we have?
Predator: I don't know, what do you think we have Wolf?
Wolf: I don't know, that’s why I asked the question!
Predator: Well I'll be honest, I do know what we have!
Wolf: What’s that?
Predator: The A-C-W Tag Team championships!
Wolf gasps, and slaps himself across the face.
Wolf: ...I...I honestly would NEVER have thought of that. It was the LAST thing I was thinking of! How could I BE SO BLIND!
Predator pats Wolf on the back.
Predator: There there Wolf, we ALL make mistakes. I mean look at G-Unit, they used to be impeccable, an unbeatable team they say! But look what happened to them on Monday? They lost and succumbed to The Predators! Now is that the best tag team or WHAT? I- Wolf dazes out, indeed another fantasy taking place in his mind. Soon enough, Thor appears, however this time in a more reserved and more realistic form. He has this time around taken the shape of Austin Powers and is looking quite pleased.
Thor: Yeah baby, the tag titles are all yours!
Wolf: That’s right, MINE!
Thor: We all know it is you who earned them baby yeah!
Wolf: This calls for a celebration!
Thor: Does THIS make you randy baby?
Thor snaps his fingers and before we know it, Donna Summer is on the stage and four very sexy woman begin to seduce Wolf. Predator watches on and is appalled. Donna Summer begins to sing.
Donna Summer: Sittin' here, eatin' my heart out waitin', waitin' for some lover to call!
Wolf begins to get "shagadelic" and "jinky with it" however Predator comes over and pushes Wolf away.
Donna Summer: Dialed about a thousand numbers lately almost rang the phone off the wall!
Wolf comes back and grabs Predator and irish whips him off the ropes.
Thor: Go Go Go!
Donna Summer: Lookin' for some hot stuff baby this evenin' I need some hot stuff baby tonight!!!
Predator comes back to be big booted by Wolf.
Thor: Come on now Zeus thinks that you’re stronger and has five bucks bet ON YOU! Kick his ass some more!
Donna Summer: I want some hot stuff baby this evenin', gotta have some hot stuff, gotta have some lovin' tonight!!!!! I need Hot Stuff! I want some HOT STUFF-
By the time Donna performs this lyric, Predator and Wolf have taken their fight to the top of the stage and manage to knock her over. Wolf then choke slams Predator onto the stage and raises his hands to the crowd....
And BOOM...back to reality as the lights go out. A burning pentacle appears on the titantron to the tune of the Imperial March. Out of the back walk two robed figures, all in black. One of them is much taller than the other, and the crowd has come to recognize him as Cernunnos. The crowd is baffled by as to who the other is. The crowd lets out a chorus of boos, and hisses; they're pissed that Cernunnos had the audacity to interrupt the celebration.
The two figures enter the ring; the shorter of the two pulls out a mic from its robe, and begins to speak. It's a women's voice.
Robed Women: Enough is enough! What kind of garbage is this?
Predator: Well we're just cele-
Robed women: That was a rhetorical question. You make yourselves out to be such a great team, so now it's time to put up or shut up, and I'm betting on the latter.
Predator: What, do you two want a match or something?
Robed Women: No, not together at least. My client, being the Junior Champion, hasn't had good competition in his own division as of late. His title defenses have been jokes. You two seem to be riding high on your win over the champs, so why not take on The Horned God himself? By the way, I'll be doing the talking for him from now on.
The robed women lowers her hood to reveal the face of Grace "Demensia" Christian. Wolf steps in.
Wolf: Thor is the only REAL god around here! However if you wish, we will take you on. I mean, we are tag champs for Christ sake! We defeated two former Junior Champions to get our prestigious straps!
Predator: Yeah! That’s right! ...Thor? Whatever, anyways, we can't fight for that title tonight. However here’s how I think it should go down! Tonight, one half of the greatest tag team of all time, Predator, will take on Cernunnos in a non title match! And hell, to top it all off, the next fallout available, it’s gonna be you vs. Wolf for the Junior Championship! That is, if the chairman agrees. You say you'll do the talking Demensia, that’s great but me and Wolf just HAVE to run, we gotta go show off our new titles to people! But Cernunnos, be prepared! I will see YOU in the ring.
With that, Predator drops the mic and him and Wolf go out, continuing to wear their prestigious gold straps around their waists while drawing heat. The scene fades to a break as Cernunnos ponders with Demensia.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 19, 2005 15:41:14 GMT -5
Segment: Job Openings Part 1 (Credit: Senator)
After the last segment, the camera is seen following none other than ace interviewer Kevin Anderson as he sprints down a hallway, eventually, running into the Senator, who was humming his theme song, Hail to the Chief, until Anderson taps him on the shoulder.
Kevin: Excuse me sir!
The Senator: Excuse you, but I have some business to take care of right now!
Kevin: This will just take a minute or two!
Senator: Fine, what do you have to say?
Kevin: Um, I just wanted to ask three quick questions, first, how does it feel to have broken your losing streak?
Senator: It feels good.
Kevin: But really, do you feel reliv...
Senator: I really am in a hurry, I would prefer that you keep the questions snappy, I have no time to take questions from an individual who does not know the difference between a Ju-Ju Bean and a Jujigatame, and get filmed doing so by the ACW’s resident paparazzi, Rich Marlowe! Heck, you could at least be courteous and have Miss King interview me; at least she looks nicer than the two of you do…<br> Kevin: Sorry, sir, question two, you mentioned that the Stable is working properly for the first time, what do you have planned for it?
Senator: I plan for us to win matches, next question?
Kevin: Finally, I notice you are in a hurry, and Rich noticed you put a sign up on your office about a job opening that you put up, what’s that about?
Senator: Fine, you got me there, not a bad question. I have been burdened as of late with tons of work in both my political career and my wrestling career, I needed someone to help coordinate both realms a bit better, and, especially, manage my time and business around here, perhaps even accompanying me to the ring, the Capitalists are too busy for that anymore, they have their own business now to take care of, and with the plans I have in the future, it would be best to find some more help. Thanks for the free advertising there, Kevin, perhaps you do have some redeeming qualities after all…<br> The Senator struts away off the screen, leaving Anderson in the figurative cloud of dust. The intrepid interviewer shakes his head, and gestures to the camera for the…<br> Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 19, 2005 15:41:45 GMT -5
Match 1: Hunter vs. Rookie Monster (Credit: Rose)
The fans are thirsty for action, and Philip is just the man to start the process of quenching that thirst.
Philip: Ladies and Gentleman, This match is scheduled for one fall, introducing first, from Rochester New York, please welcome Hunter.
“Thunder Struck” hits and Hunter comes out from the back with lightning in his eyes, he is ready for competition. He walks down to the ring bristly and full of confidence. He slides under the ropes and anxiously awaits his skilled opponent.
Philip: And next, From Blackpool, England, please welcome The Rookie Monster Danny Richards!!
”Lamb of God hits” and Rookie monster methodically walks to the ring intent on handily defeating Hunter. He has a serious concentration and intensity that makes people tremble at his approach. He enters the ring and waits for his match.
Bell Rings.
Hunter and Rookie tie up in the middle of the ring and as quickly as they tie up, Hunter is thrown into the opposite direction. Hunter lands on his back and quickly bounces up to his feet with his cat like agility. Rookie charges forward and attacks with stiff rights and lefts and he lets up only to Irish whip Hunter into the ropes and follow it up with a vicious powerslam. He hooks the leg and the referee counts 1……2…, but Hunter kicks out with a bit of ease. Rookie gets to his feet and puts the boots to the fallen Hunter who is making the struggle to his feet. Rookie whips him into the corner and follows up by charging forward, but his charge is stopped only by Hunter’s outstretched boot. Hunter grabs Rookie’s head and jumps up to the middle turnbuckle. He goes for a tornado DDT and hits it with striking precision. Hunter makes a cover, 1…..2., but Rookie kicks out with ease. Hunter jumps to his feet as the near invulnerable Rookie gets to his…..Rookie charges forward and gets met with a beautiful armdrag into an armbar. Hunter locks in the armbar for a few seconds before Rookie deftly powers out of the excruciating maneuver. Both men gain some space between one another, but not for long. They charge each other with great speed and fury. They trade thunderous blows, but before too long, Rookie is gaining advantage due to his size and power. Rookie grabs Hunter and deftly gives him a stalling vertical suplex. This move shows just how much potential Rookie has and he shows it by making a cover like a veteran, The Referee counts 1…..2…., but Hunter courageously kicks out.
Rookie will not stop his powerful offense and he soon lifts Hunter up and puts him in the classic Powerbomb/Piledriver position. He easily lifts Hunter up, but suddenly Hunter reverses it into a stunning facebuster that takes EVERYBODY by surprise. Hunter claws forward and makes a desperate cover, The Referee counts 1……2....…., but Rookie shoots his shoulder up. Hunter rebounds against the ropes and then he hits the now standing Rookie with a flying forearm. Rookie is taken off his feet, but quickly gets back up only to be pushed and punched into the corner. Hunter then does the unthinkable, he puts Rookie on the top rope and climbs up after him and then he hits his finisher, The Shotgun, off of the top rope. This match is over, I needn’t write anymore, The Referee counts 1……2……3 its over. THE HELL!!!!! Rookie kicked out. A “Holy Shit” Chant starts followed up by a “Rookie” chant and Hunter looks completely and utterly stunned. Rookie is motionless in the ring and the crowd(and Hunter) is stunned when he starts to move and even gets up to his feet. He stares into Hunter’s eyes with malice and hate. He lunges forward in an attempt to his patented variation of a clothesline. Hunter ducks it and hits him with his with his patented Elbow Driver(Modified Slam in Michael Cole speak). Hunter falls backward into the corner after hitting the move and he is confident that Rookie is done. The Referee begins to count over the seemingly unconscious Rookie. 1……………2………….3…………..4…………….5…………..6………..7…………….8…………….(Rookie starts to stumble to his feet)………..9…... The Referee calls for the – NO! Rookie is up, and the fans can’t quite believe it. Hunter looks genuinely impressed, but he can see that Rookie has very little left in him, and he uses a carefully aimed Spear to bring Rookie to the mat. Once he’s there, Hunter demonstrates his new and powerful technique, the APM (A Perfect Murder), and this extinguishes any last resistance left in his opponent. The referee gives the 3 count, and the fans applaud the excellent match.
Bell Rings
Philip: Here is your winner, Hunter.
Hunter exits the ring feeling skillful and just a little lucky. He walks to the back confident in himself and his abilities. Rookie slowly gets to his feet, but he has been spent. Tonight he has proven his power and his resilience. He has proven just why they call him The Rookie Monster.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 19, 2005 15:42:45 GMT -5
Segment: Job Openings Part 2 (Credit: Senator/Rena)
Coming back from the break, the camera is in the Senator's office, as he appears to be interviewing a rather professional looking individual for a position.
The Senator: So, as I was saying, I need someone with both political AND wrestling knowledge, or at least the capacity to work in both fields, you lack the latter two.
Candidate: But, really, I would be willing...
Senator: Nope, I am about to be burdened beyond belief on both ends, and I need an assistant who would be able to manage my time, and keep connections in both Washington and here, but you fail. Sorry, I wish you well, but you lost. NEXT!
A familiar looking person in a white cap, a red shirt, and thin as a twig walks up to the Senator's desk.
Senator: NEXT!
Gooner: But what's wrong with me?
Senator: NEXT!
Gooner walks out, and kicks the door on the way out, to the displeasure of Steve Phillips, who nearly falls out of his chair upon seeing the next candidate for the job.
Rena: Hello, Sennie!
Rena is wearing a professional yet provocatively dressed micro-mini skirt suit, and a wide grin grows on the Senator's face.
Senator: Well, well, well, I do believe that I have found the right person here! Rena, you know something about politics, right?
Rena: Ummm, well...
Senator: You can learn on the job, that will be no problem, indeed it will not! I know you can handle wrestling, in that capacity, I want you to accompany me to the ring when appropriate, and to handle my dealings in the back when I am busy elsewhere. That should be sufficient for you to take care of, right?
Rena: Sure, I can do that...and I can do much more, too...
Senator: Well, yeah...I am sure you can...well...hey, as your first job here, go tell the rest of the people out there that the job is filled, and then I want you to go to Ginger's office and tell him I have some ideas I want to pass by him later, and then go ahead and go call my Washington office, and read off this stuff...you can go from there, and call the ACLU national office, and tell them that I will NOT vote for banning city and street names with Christian origins, and then you can tell the Capitalists that I want them to start training with Dwight on their tag tactics again, and then I am going to have to take an official trip to appear at some naming ceremony tomorrow morning, and I shall need someone to go along with me...
Rena has a look which suggests she’s wondering what in the blue hell she’s let herself in for, as the scene fades out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 19, 2005 15:45:09 GMT -5
Segment: A long night ahead (Credit: Vinnie)
The scene cuts away to a dark room. Nothing much can be seen, save for a small stream of light from an opening door. Two silhouettes walk in, and the door closes, plunging the room back into darkness. Briefly, you can hear the whispers as the search for something. Finally, a light is flicked on, illuminating the sparse room. The walls and floor are concrete. In one corner is the opening to a trash compactor. In the center is a lone wooden chair. The room seems to be very old, tucked away in a remote corner of the arena.
Vinnie and Maggie are shown standing there, with Vinnie looking around at the space very quietly. He seems to be very serious tonight. One can only wonder what he has planned with this space tonight. Finally, he turns to face Maggie, and takes in a deep breath.
Vinnie: Alright, this will work. This will work, indeed.
Maggie: Work...for...?
Vinnie just smiles lovingly at his sister, and gives her a peck on the cheek.
Vinnie: Nothing, bella. Now, I'm gonna be busy tonight. My cell is going to be turned off, so please don't try calling me. I want you to go back to the hotel. You'll be fine by yourself, right? You'll watch me in the main event tonight.
Vinnie reaches into his pocket and pulls out a set of keys, and also a few twenties.
Vinnie: Get something to eat, go out and have a good time. Don't wait up for me, either.
Maggie looks down at the cash and keys, then looks back at Vinnie with a questionable look on her face.
Maggie: Leave? What? Why?
Vinnie: I have business here tonight. You don't need to be around for it. I'd rather you leave, and stay far away tonight. You're safe now, Maggie. After tonight, this will all be over for you.
Maggie: ...what are you going to do?
Vinnie turns away from her, and heads towards the door. He opens it, and gestures for her to leave first.
Vinnie: It's better for you not to ask, bella...
The scene fades out as Maggie swallows a lump in her throat, half understanding her brother's intentions tonight, but not fully comprehending the insanity behind it. She leaves, and Vinnie follows her, shutting off the light as the two exit.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 19, 2005 15:46:31 GMT -5
Segment: So we meet again...(Credit: AJK)
The camera cuts back to the view outside the stadium that was shown last Monday Night. Amateur wrestler Hugh Daniels is waiting at the same spot as the previous show, but this time he's in a suit, holding his gym bag. He waits around, checking his watch, before McCarty slowly enters the scene.
Daniels: Hey Mr. McCarty, sir. I thought you had forgotten
McCarty: Nonsense. I never forget hot talent when I see it.
Daniels: What do you mean, sir?
McCarty goes up to Daniels, placing his hand on Daniel's shoulder.
McCarty: I mean that I saw you on Tuesday, or rather, a reliable client of mine saw you in training. He says that you almost killed a guy with a move. What was it?
Daniels: Um, a Belly to belly suplex sir, it's seen all the time in pro wrestling. It just looks more effective in amateur wrestling, because you don't often see powerful moves such as the Belly-to-Belly.
McCarty: Is that so? Anyways, how would you like to become a pro wrestler?
Daniels: It would be great, I guess. But it's not like anything can happen. I have a contract, and you cannot sign players…..
McCarty grinningly nods.
Daniels: Or you can...how does that work?
McCarty: Ownership, my man. When I joined the ACW, I received a very small percentage of the federation, but Ginger allowed me to be able to sign wrestlers into the fed. And you would be at the top of my list if you were to accept a contract...
Daniels: That would be amazing! Almost like a dream come true! You sure?
McCarty: Definitely. However, I would need to see how you do in a debut match. I will pen in for you to have a debut against one of the developmental wrestlers. That ok?
Daniels: Ok? It's amazing that you just want me to sign!
McCarty: Well, don't mention it. Oh, but one hint, next time you come in, this Saturday, come into the arena. It's freezing as hell out here
Daniels: Sure! So, would I be working with you, AJK and DD?
McCarty: Oh, me and AJK surely, but DD, I don't know...
Daniels wonders whether or not to question his comment, but McCarty holds his hand up and walks off. The camera fades, leaving the ACW's newest talent to his thoughts.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 19, 2005 15:47:16 GMT -5
Match 2: ACW Diva Title #1 Contenders Match - Koda Vs. Jessie (Opening events credit: Rena)
As the shot returns to the arena, the camera moves in, and it is clear Rena is in the ring along with Philip, holding a microphone in her hands. She smiles, and moves around the ring as the crowd screams and boos at her.
Rena: Tonight, there will be a special #1 Contender’s match between Koda and Jessie. The winner will face Rei at ACW’s Spring into Hell PPV. I know everyone is very excited, as am I...and I would like to inform you all that not only am I ACW Diva Director, but I am now also the Senator’s assistant.
The crowd makes some mixed noises, and then settles down as Koda’s music hits. Philip does his bit for the proceedings as required.
Philip: As just confirmed by our Diva Director, this next match is set for one fall……approaching the ring, from Kyoto, Japan, Koda Kumi!
Koda stomps down to the ring, not looking at all happy. She snatches a mic from an assistant.
Koda: You scheduled me into a match!? I requested the night off! You have been working me way too hard lately! I am extremely tired of being used as your personal doll!
The crowd is extremely happy, as someone is finally taking a stand against Rena. Rena smiles, looking down towards the crowd then back at Koda.
Rena: Listen you little shit...you're still wrestling! And because of your rudeness, I wont make it a number 1 contendership on the line… I have better plans for this month's PPV.
Koda: And what would that be?
Rena: You'll see...good luck darling.
Rena steps out of the ring and struts to the back; the crowd boos, but then starts to cheer as “Take a Look Around” starts to play.
Philip: And her opponent, from Cardiff, Wales……Jessie Hall!
The fans cheer for Jessie loudly, and she pauses to greet a few of them before reaching the ring. The referee can tell that this match is itching to get started, and after a cursory check he calls for the bell.
Bell Rings.
Jessie surprises a lot of people by launching at Koda right from the bell; she certainly looks like she came here to win this match tonight. Koda has to back up and defend herself as Jessie sends out a stream of fierce roundhouse kicks, but she literally grabs her opportunity when Jessie misses with a slightly wild shot, and wrenches Jessie’s leg with a nasty twist. Jessie gives a small cry of pain, but then flips off of her other foot and nails Koda in the head, to a big pop. The two women separate and stalk around, eyeing one another carefully, until they meet in the centre of the ring and lock up. Neither is a classically trained grappler so things perhaps lack precision, but Jessie makes up for this with an attitude – soaked DDT. She makes a pin and gets a 2 count and a slap from Koda for her efforts. Ignoring this, Jessie pulls Koda up and whips her into the ropes; Koda rebounds, and slips to Jessie’s side to avoid her shoulder block before grasping her arm and reversing the whip so that Jessie heads to the ropes opposite. There’s only a short distance to cover, and Jessie bounces right back into a beautifully executed back drop from Koda; Jessie takes a hard landing, and Koda stamps away at her opponent before driving an elbow right into her chest. Jessie gasps for air as Koda pins, 1,2, - but she gets an arm in the air to show there’s still fight in her. The fans cheer loudly, but Koda looks furious; she tries to slap Jessie again, only for Jessie to grasp her wrist. The fans cheer as Jessie holds on and flips to her feet; Koda takes a swing with her other hand but Jessie deftly ducks, and Koda inadvertently puts herself into an uncomfortable hold. Jessie keeps it on for a good 10 to 15 seconds before releasing, and then striking with a neckbreaker as Koda tries to get feeling back into her limbs. Jessie pins, and gets past the 2 before a livid Koda kicks free.
Jessie’s progress is impeded as Koda mounts a comeback; she makes it to her feet and pulls Jessie up to hit a swift powerbomb. Jessie tucks her head in and minimizes the impact so that she’s able to kick at the 2 count, but this isn’t the end of Koda’s intentions; she has a formidable skill with suplexes, and Jessie gets a taste of first a simple version before Koda follows that with her Fisherman’s variant. The sound of the landing is very loud indeed, and Jessie is starting to look tired; even so, she gets back to her feet, and further incenses Koda by giving her the “come on!” signal while Koda smirks smugly. Koda takes the bait and charges – straight into a spinebuster which would make any of the lightweights proud. Jessie has a pin opportunity, but she passes it up in favour of hurrying to the nearest corner and producing her crowd – pleasing moonsault. It looks wonderful, but unfortunately turns out to be a double edged sword as Koda rolls aside in the nick of time, and Jessie hits the canvas. Koda dashes in and puts Jessie into a Camel clutch; but Jessie is alert and manages to make a lunge for the ropes before Koda can ground herself firmly. The ref counts 5 and breaks it up; Koda jumps off and immediately goes for a savage kick to the head, which Jessie narrowly avoids. Koda makes a grab for Jessie, determined to finish things off, and hoists her up high for the “Shake It” – but Jessie swings around behind her and brings her down with a headscissors variant out of nowhere. The fans roar their approval, and Jessie crouches, as Koda staggers up – Jessie blasts forward and spears Koda down, and the fans go nuts as Jessie segues neatly into her version of the Stunt Bomb. It works like a charm, and Koda’s too dazed to respond in time to beat the 1,2,3.
Philip: Here is your winner……Jessie Hall!
Jessie celebrates briefly, but doesn’t hang around – it seems as if she’s got lots to do tonight, and she heads quickly to the back. Koda is angry at the loss, and ignores the jeers of the crowd as she too takes her leave – she’s not the kind of person to forget her defeats, and this situation is likely to get even more heated in the next week or two.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 19, 2005 15:49:12 GMT -5
Need A Bracelet? (Credit: Latino)
As the next scene starts the Cameraman walks through a crowd of people in the back hallways trying not to bump into anyone or anything. As people look in front of themselves and sees the camera some jump out of the way or smile wanting to be on camera. As it finally breaks free of the crowd the camera stops at another crowd of people circling around a corner. People in the crowd can be heard yelling out numbers while some are holding up what looks to be wads of money. Suddenly, a familiar voice from the center of the crowd yells out as the Cameraman gets closer forcing people to part to the side.
Latino: Ok, ok, ok, I have bracelets, rings, necklaces…whatever you want in gold I have it. Mira chulita que quiere?
The camera zooms in as it shows Latino dressed up in a black jacket and dark sunglass. He has a table in front of him with different assortments of jewelry. People from the left and right are tossing money on the table as he quickly takes it and gives them what they paid for.
Male from the left: Hey, I need a necklace for my wife’s anniversary! Do you have one in the size 10?
Latino: Of course the Latino One has it all! Mira allí….yea look over there. Hey just so know that gold is 14 karat so I need double.
As Latino receives the money Kevin breaks through the crowd trying to figure out what is going. He tries to ask Latino a question but he is busy yelling at a man who tries to rip him off. Latino finally turns around giving Kevin the chance to talk.
Kevin: Victor-
Latino: HEY Kevin, what’s up chico…you aren’t here to like narc out of me right?
Latino starts frantically looking side to side and tilts his glasses down.
Latino: What the hell you did!
Kevin: Victor, Victor I am just here to ask you a few questions. First off, what are you doing?
Latino: Well I am just making a little extra money. I mean how else do you plan that I pay for my chula’s wedding?
Kevin: I can see that, bu-
Latino: Hey you want a ring? I got different kinds and some with diamonds. Maybe you can get some for Charlotte. I know how you two be acting together.
Kevin: Uhhh….No I mean….Victor can we just get back to the questions. Where did you get all this gold?
Latino: Well if you must ask….HEY get away from those rings! Lo siento man, anyways I took that great title BK had from last Monday and went stopped by my cousin’s place and had him melt down that so called title belt into some jewelry I could sell off. Mira I already made a ton of money.
Kevin: Well I also wan-
Latino: Oh wait I have some more. Latino opens his jacket revealing different bits of leather designs hanging from the inside of his jacket. Look I took that leather and had my cousin make me some decorative designs. I got the Puerto Rican flag here, a coqui over there, and oh and of course the ACW logo.
Before Latino can keep trying to sell off a deal a person deep from the crowd shows up and starts shouting at the top of his lungs.
Shouting Man: Hey! There is no selling of these……THINGS on ACW grounds!
Before Latino and Kevin can say anything the man grabs the table on opposite sides with both hands and with a loud AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! flips over the table. Rings, bracelets, and necklaces spread everywhere on the floor. People dive to the ground grabbing what they can. Suddenly, a voice from down the hall yells out “SECURITY” and Latino’s eyes widen.
Latino: Oh god I gotta go. Kevin you didn’t see me here…..in fact you and I never met.
Before Kevin can say a word Latino runs off turning around the corner. The security guards show up yelling “Who did this!?” but no one responds as they keep grabbing more jewlry. Kevin slowly backs away as the Security guards try to keep some order.
Fade to black.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 19, 2005 15:50:06 GMT -5
Segment: Patience is a virtue (Credit: JonnyG)
The scene starts out with the 2 members of G-Unit angrily walking down the hallway and stepping up to a closed door. The camera shifts upwards and the title on the door says “Chairman Gingerdude”. Jonny takes in a quick deep breath and starts quickly banging onto the door, and after a while of banging that starts to annoy the person on the inside a voice from the inside says loudly “Come in!!”. And right on cue Jonny and Gooey both barge in and Gingerdude stands up from his desk and yells….
Chairman: WHAT THE HELL IS THE MEANING OF ALL THIS BANGING? I HAVE WORK THAT NEEDS TO GET DONE!!!
JonnyG: WE DEMAND ANSWERS AND WE DEMAND THEM NOW….
Gooey: YEA!
JonnyG: FIRST WH---
Chairman: DEMAND!?! WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK ARE YOU TO DEMAND ANYTHING FROM ME? I’M THE ONLY ONE THAT CAN DEMAND ANYTHING AROUND HERE….SO NOW I’M GOING TO BE DEMANDING YOU GUYS TAKE PART IN MATCHES FOR TONIGHT STARTING WITH YOU… pointing at JonnyG
….I FEEL LIKE PUTTING YOU…NO NOT FEEL, I DEMAND YOU TO BE IN A MATCH TONIGHT…..AND IT’S NOT A MAN YOU HAVE BEATEN BEFORE, THAT MAN IS THE SENATOR!!! AND AS FOR YOU GOOEY YOU’RE GOING TO BE IN A MATCH AS WELL –YOU’RE GOING TO BE IN A ENTERTAINMENT TITLE MATCH…….
Ginger calms down and talks in his normal voice
Ginger:……Now that will be all from you guys, I don’t care what you have to say…
Both JonnyG and Gooey stand up and get to the door.
Gingerdude: Oh and before you go, to answer your question from when you came in…Your next chance to get a shot at the titles wont be for a while, say 1 month from now sound good?......Right now Gooey’s and Jonny’s anger is starting to rise greatly Thought so… So until then I suggest you guys keep yourselves busy because it’s going to be a long month. So that will be all and please close the door on the way out.
Jonny and Gooey both stomp out of the room and slam the door on the way out and the camera turns back to Gingerdude who can’t help but smile at his actions.
Fade out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 19, 2005 15:51:37 GMT -5
Match 3: Cernunnos (w/ Demensia) vs. Predator (w/ Wolf)
The shot returns to the arena, where Philip is waiting to announce a match made only a short time earlier; the anticipation of the crowd is none the less tangible.
Philip: This is a singles match, set for one fall……introducing first, being accompanied by Grace “Demensia” Christian…..he is the ACW Junior Champion, Cernunnos!
”The Imperial March” plays as Cernunnos proceeds to the ring; Demensia walks a little in front of him, and their matching robes make them an impressive sight. Cernunnos enters the ring and passes his robe to Demensia; she takes up a position on the outside from which she can watch the ring carefully.
Then, “Stay together for the Kids” plays, and there is a round of booing as a smug looking Predator comes out, with Wolf just behind.
Philip: And his opponent, from Winnipeg, Canada……being accompanied by Wolf he is one half of the ACW Tag Team Champions….Predator!
The fans boo Predator, but the newly crowned champion just ignores them. He gives Demensia a condescending glance before entering the ring; Cernunnos just stares at his opponent, and the referee takes away the various belts for safekeeping. The crowd noise rises as the ref signals that all is in order.
Bell Rings.
With Demensia and Wolf glaring at one another across the ring, inside it Predator and Cernunnos are also considering one another very carefully. Predator’s still on a high from his Tag win, and his confidence leads him to make the first move; he taunts Cernunnos and when the tall superstar approaches, Predator avoids his huge punch and brings Cernunnos down with a leg sweep. Predator tries to use his sharpshooter in a weardown rather than full on submission style, but Cernunnos will not let the move be locked in and he kicks Predator away. Urged on by Demensia, he moves forward and grabs Predator, lifting him into a stalling hold before completing a pumphandle slam. The crowd is impressed at Cernunnos’ strength, and this only increases when Cernunnos follows this with his mighty Druid Drop (Fallaway Slam). Wolf shouts to Predator as Cernunnos makes a cover, and Predator responds just before the 2; Wolf smirks at Demensia, but she just smiles coolly back at him, and encourages Cernunnos to continue his attack. Cernunnos approaches Predator with the intention of doing so, but Predator scrambles backward and makes a pleading gesture for mercy. Cernunnos doesn’t react to this at all as “mercy” is not in his vocabulary, and keeps coming – only for Predator to knee him in the gut so low as for it to be questionable if not outright illegal. Certainly Cernunnos looks like he’s in some pain, and Predator races to the nearest corner to execute his missile dropkick. Cernunnos falls like a stack of bricks, and Wolf grabs on to Cernunnos’ legs unseen by the ref as Predator pins….. but Demensia is not fooled, and she rips Wolf away just in time for Cernunnos to kick out at 2.9.
Wolf is livid and pursues Demensia; however by the time the ref is aware of the commotion on the outside Demensia is back in her area, and Wolf is the one who seems to be breaking the rules. The referee shouts at the pair to separate; with the ref distracted Predator tries a more blatant repeat of his earlier trick, but Cernunnos counters by grasping Predator around the neck with both hands in a vicious choke, and Predator struggles and gags, fighting for air. Cernunnos lets Predator fall to the mat just as the ref gets his attention back to the ring, and covers, earning himself a 2.5 count. Predator understands now that he can’t cheat his way to victory, and to his credit he steps up his game, defending well against Cernunnos’ sledgehammer – like blows and stinging Cernunnos with kicks and a punch or two wherever a gap presents itself. He also keeps on the move, and this slowly saps the Horned God’s stamina; as Cernunnos slows down Predator switches his attack to his knees and lower legs. It takes a few tries, but eventually a kick to the joint brings Cernunnos down on one knee – with the fans yelling in anticipation, Predator goes for the Shining Wizard. Demensia shouts urgently, and Cernunnos tries to duck – the result is that Predator connects, but not with the part of the skull which he was originally aiming at. He makes a pin, and presses with all his might – only for Cernunnos to kick out at just before the 3 count. Predator pounds the mat in fury, and almost goes off into a minor temper tantrum; only Wolf’s bellow of warning stops this, and Predator rolls away just before Cernunnos can get a hand to him. Predator gets up and sees Cernunnos bearing down on him; Predator slips to one side and tries to dropkick Cernunnos down to set up for the Crossface, but Cernunnos ducks, and Predator misses. He lands on the mat, but isn’t there for long – Cernunnos lifts him up and pauses just long enough to give Wolf a cold stare before completing the Furor Celtica. Cernunnos covers, and with the ref watching carefully there’s nothing either Predator or Wolf can do to prevent the 3 count being made.
Philip: Here is your winner……….Cernunnos!
The fans cheer the intense match, and are a little surprised at the result. Cernunnos leaves Predator on the mat and holds up his Junior Title as Demensia applauds; Cernunnos gives her a small but significant nod of recognition for her assistance as the pair leave for the back. Predator picks himself up, looking furious; he starts to have a go at Wolf but Wolf quickly puts a stop to that, and placates Predator by returning his tag belt to him. They both taunt the crowd, and it’s clear that it will take more than one small upset to dent their newly found confidence.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 19, 2005 15:52:21 GMT -5
Segment: A return….to envy? (Credit: Yoko)
??: Good to be back, I guess?
The camera fades in after the voice, revealing Yoko Satoshi standing at the door of her locker room, holding Mr. Floppy under one arm, and holding the world title in the other hand.
Yoko: Yeah. Home is nice and I had fun, but I missed Jade a lot.
Mr. Floppy: ...Why?
Yoko: What do you mean why? You know how much I like her.
Mr. Floppy: But she's BAD for you. She's keeping you from your potential, and making you make mistakes. You've almost lost the belt twice, no doubt because your mind was clouded with thoughts of her. Good thing Mr. Stanton bailed you out both times.
Yoko: Jade also bailed me out. If not for her, Vinnie would have taken my title. Stanton didn't help me then.
Mr. Floppy: He would have, he's a great man. He's done so much for us.
Yoko: He has, but I don't understand why.
Mr. Floppy: He doesn't have to have a motive.
Yoko: I'm not going to get into this with you, I have an important match tonight.
She tosses Mr. Floppy onto the couch.
Mr. Floppy: Fine, just don't let your precious Jade somehow mess it up for you.
Yoko ignores him and begins to prepare.
End Segment.
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Segment: A distinct lack of fanfare (Credit: Ridley)
The segment opens with Ridley, lying on his back on a couch in his dressing room. The image is tight-in on his eyes, which are only half-open, as if he's deep in thought about some distant issue, which he tends to be more and more these days. A shift of viewpoint reveals Rena, draped over him and apparently asleep; her eyes are closed and her head rests on the top of his chest, apparently oblivious as he takes a drag off his cigarette.
Briefly, he shifts, muttering an "ouch" from the residual pain in the back of his head. Rena stirs, awakened.
Rena: Awww...did Rose hit you that hard---
Ridley: Did I say you could talk?
She shuts up, and Ridley grits his teeth as he thinks about Rose, and the events that transpired on Warfare.
Ridley: So Alexandra wants a rematch...she wants to sufficiently anger me to where it seems like I care...touching. Although I'll admit that the attack last Monday has royally annoyed me, I don't feel at all led to grant her request completely. Yes, she'll have her rematch...but it'll be on MY terms. No grand stage for her to make it a spectacle, as is her normal histrionic way. No...we'll have it at the next show, and I'll deal with her there, and it'll be done with.
He spits another cloud of smoke, briefly grimacing at the continuing throbbing in his skull.
Ridley: She's getting a rise out of me...to think, my second brightest protege, spitting on the ideology that made her everything, embracing these lies, and going so far as to assault me incognito? That's not something I taught her; I wouldn't stab my worst enemy in the back...hell, every fight I've ever been in was straight-up from the front. There's a certain diabolical subtlety to her now...
He shakes his head, and lifts the remote to the stereo, clicking it on, then drops it and leans back.
Ridley: But I'll be ready...let's get this over with, without me having to get worked up over it.
He's about to go back to sleep...and then the radio finishes starting up.
Whoever is unjust, let him be unjust still Whoever is righteous, let him be righteous still Whoever is filthy, let him be filthy still Listen to the words long written down .....when the Man comes around
His eyes don't close, and Ridley simply stares at the ceiling as Johnny Cash continues to echo through the room...and in the last moments before fading out, Ridley's expression is entirely unreadable.
Much like one seeing the end descend upon him.
End segment.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 19, 2005 15:54:26 GMT -5
Segment: The discovery (Credit: DD)
The camera cuts to DD's locker room, where DD and Jessie are in the room. They seem to be looking everywhere, DD taking stuff out of a filing cabinet, and Jessie on the computer.
Jessie: You find anything yet?
DD: Nope, but I found these funny pictures of you in college. Man, you're hot!
Jessie looks up, seeing DD with the biggest grin in the world on his face.
Jessie: Give me them! You remember what we're doing?
DD: oh yeah. I'll keep looking
DD moans, and continues looking. Meanwhile, Jessie clicks on a link, which leads to an Internet video, 'ACW: Behind the Scenes'. The camera moves away from the computer, as Jessie looks in shock.
Jessie: DD, you have got to see this!
DD runs over. Jessie clicks the link again, and DD looks shocked.
DD: Damn, we got them now!
Jessie: Yes! Come on, we've gotta go!
Jessie grabs DD by the arm, and DD runs with her. The camera goes up to the computer, and the cameraman goes to click the link, when Jessie runs in, pushes the camera and turns the computer off.
Jessie: not yet! You'll find out later...
She then runs off again, as the cameraman sprawls to his feet, and fades out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 19, 2005 16:05:19 GMT -5
Segment: All systems go (Credit: Davey)
We come back from commercial break and the scene is in the New Breed locker room. We are looking at Davey Marvel sitting at on a chair looking over some papers. He looks through a bunch of papers and begins to write on some of them. Rev walks in the door and over to Davey looking at the papers. Rev seems nothing short of confused.
Rev: Davey.
Davey: Yes.....
Rev: What's that ya got there?
Davey: I hold in my hand here, the first round of the Entertainment Invitational. Complete with competitors and the match stipulations.
Rev: Wow you have been putting some serious thought into this haven't you?
Davey: Well...Ya I really hope this turns out great. I see this as a huge stepping stone for not just me but the wealth of young promising talent this place has. I just think it’s a shame that so many of these guys won't get a real chance so I figure I will give eight young yup and comers the chance of a life time to really prove themselves in this tournament.
Rev: Well that’s real nice of ya boy but what if you lose?
Davey: I never really thought of that....I really just don't see that happening. I have now held this title for over a month now and no one has even come close to winning it off of me, and even you can't deny that.
Rev: That is true, nope I can't deny that. You have proven yourself in regards to that title.
Davey gets up and gathers a few papers and begins to make his way to the door.
Rev: Where are you going? Your match isn't for a while...
With a cocky look Davey responds.
Davey: I am going to announce the first match of the tourny...
With that said Davey walks out the door with the door closing behind him and Rev left in the locker room.
RevWith frustration and rolled eyes: Crap!!
Fade out.
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