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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 19, 2005 16:07:21 GMT -5
Match 4: Daredevil vs. Bladeseika – ACW Lightweight Title Match (Credit: Wyvern / AK)
The crowd eagerly anticipates this match which pits two very agile competitors that will square off – sure to be a contender for the match of the night. People are brandishing signs like “Blade > DD” and the vice versa, showing their allegiances to the respective competitors. Phillip hits the ring, and pulls a mic out of what seemingly is nothing more than a black hole that is his pocket, and begins to get the action underway.
Phillip: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, hailing from Upstate New York, the former ACW World Champion, BladeSeika!
”Team Crash 2000” hits as Blade emerges from the entrance to a mixed reaction. Some people cheer him on, while some still are not completely sure that he’s turned a new leaf, but hey, what can you say? He walks down to the ring with a swift and decisive demeanor, looking to capitalize here tonight and take home one of the ACW’s coveted prizes. He hops into the ring, and waits in his corner for his opponent.
Phillip: And his opponent, hailing from Cardiff, Wales, the current ACW Lightweight Champion, Daredevil!
”Take A Look Around” hits to a pop from the crowd as Daredevil emerges from the entranceway, and takes in the spectacle. It’s quite a feat to be cheered on in the ACW, even more so when you’re a champion, so Daredevil is running on adrenaline and crowd support, as he runs down the ring, eager to face off in what will be one of his hardest matches to date. He gets into the ring, and hands the belt to the ref, as the ref calls for the bell.
The bell rings.
Blade and DD make no haste towards each other, knowing very well that a quick miscalculation could spell an early disaster here tonight. They circle around each other for a moment, before DD manages to break the tension with a quick knee to the mid-section, and pulling Blade in for a DDT, but Blade pushes away. DD runs back to the ropes and tries a clothesline with such velocity it makes Blade flip, but Blade doesn’t land hard – thanks to his training, he lands back on his feet, facing Daredevil, and surprising him with a high angle kick of the kind which has made him legendary. DD crumples from the shock of the blow and Blade makes a cover – DD pulls himself together to respond at the 2 mark, but he still looks a touch dazed as he rises back to his feet. This is Blade’s chance to get in some strong offense, as DD is forced to retreat and defend while the stars in his head settle down; Blade makes the most of this period with a few choice kicks to the ribs and a snap suplex that almost does what it says on the tin with DD’s neck. Blade covers and gets just past the 2; the Ninja seems to have things well in hand, but DD knows better than to show his hand at the first opportunity, and allows Blade to lift him up on to his shoulders for a powerslam. Once he’s up there, DD wriggles and drops down behind; he gets into a crouch and by doing so avoids Blade’s lightning kick as he turns, then uses his own foot to sweep Blade’s other leg and bring him to the canvas. Blade’s head lands fortuitously close to DD, who uses a headscissor – like hold to ground Blade and begin the process of choking him out.
Blade tries to pry himself free, but DD has great strength in his legs and refuses to give up on the hold easily. Blade’s expression becomes just a little pained, and his movements weaker, but then he has a different idea. He uses his feet to pull both himself and DD forward, inch by inch; there’s nothing for DD to grip with his hands, and he releases the hold voluntarily just before Blade is able to get a foot to the ropes. Blade is evidently still oxygen – deprived, and DD takes advantage, stamping repeatedly on Blade’s right knee and calf until Blade is able to pull himself up to his feet. Blade may be weakened, but he’s still a formidable competitor and now he raises his efforts, moving with great speed to land strike after strike on DD, who struggles to keep pace with him. Blade pulls off his wristclutch Fisherman’s suplex combination and the referee drops to count the pin, 1,2, - DD kicks out on instinct, and Blade’s fans give a disappointed sigh. Blade himself is not discouraged; he throws DD into the corner and moves in for a running elbow strike, but DD jumps out sideways over the ropes. Blade is able to stop before hitting the turnbuckle and he starts to fight DD with the ropes in between them; both men have a similar idea at the same time and the crowd watches in awe as they springboard up to the top rope, see their foe do the same thing and have only a fraction of a second to react. Blade tries to grab DD, but Daredevil simply adjusts the trajectory of his move and clotheslines / pulls Blade down from the ropes, holding on to his top as they fall. The effect is like a super powerful slam, and DD throws caution to the wind and nails Blade with the Stunt Bomb in an echo of his partner Jessie’s win. DD pins, hoping against hope – and is stunned when Blade’s kickout falls just the wrong side of the 3 count. The bell rings.
Philip: Here is your winner, and still ACW Lightweight Champion…..Daredevil!
The fans are besides themselves at the result; once again Daredevil has pulled off a stunning and unexpected victory to retain his title, and even he seems as if he can barely believe it. Blade is understandably disappointed, but he has the grace to shake DD’s hand before heading to the back; he looks to have something else on his mind unconnected with this match, and the fans are left to wonder what it is as Daredevil holds up his title to them in appreciation…….
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 19, 2005 16:09:48 GMT -5
Segment: Twist in the Tale (Credit: DD, AJK)
DD rests on the ropes, and is just thinking about heading to the back, but he is interrupted by the Indiana Jones theme Tune. The crowd jeer as AJK Caveman and Jack McCarty make their way down to the ring. The enter, McCarty stealing a microphone from Philip, and they both watch DD, who returns the stare. DD suddenly jumps up, ready for a fight and the crowd cheer, expecting a great battle to commence. But instead, McCarty waves his hand down, and DD waits. McCarty then looks at AJK, the crowd, before talking.
McCarty: DD. I have to say that that was a great match. You really did your best. It was a fight between two great competitors, but I'm afraid it'll be your last in the ACW...
The crowd jeer as DD jumps up, shocked.
McCarty: because to be quite frank, I am sick to death at the way you treat me and AJK Caveman. I've decided that I have to take you down. But that will mean I will be joining you. I will be retiring on my beachside villa in the Caribbean, drinking Malibu and having a good time. But don't worry, you'll still have a decent life, waiting in the line for the dole office, desperately looking for a fed that takes over-rated, way past it wrestlers. I hear there's a good fed down the road. The owner's only about 12, and the wages suck. And hear this, they pretend to be the ACW, so you might actually get that chance to become ACW champion! That is, the ACW under 13 champion!
DD looks as though he's about to blow.
McCarty: Oh, AJK and I have discussed it already. He's fine being the only one of us three in the ACW. But here goes: DD, YOU'RE FIR-
He's stopped as Take a Look Around hits, and Jessie Hall comes out with a briefcase! McCarty looks quite shocked, and DD smiles as she walks down in full gear, and enters the ring. She collects a microphone thrown from the outside, and addresses McCarty and DD.
Jessie: I'm sorry, McCarty, but I'm afraid that you cannot do that. You see, your contract was signed by yourself, Gingerdude and Daredevil, ensuring that you had 100% control of him in the ACW. But you do not have the right to fire him. His actual contract was signed by WCW98 and Gingerdude. Which makes you wrong. But another thing we both found is very damaging to you and your colleague. We both found out your sick little act, the bodybag that was supposed to cause distress and affect DD. We know it was an actor, but we have filed a lawsuit with intend to mentally harm a person, which in this case is Daredevil.
She passes the microphone to DD.
DD: I had nightmares...the spiders kept on coming!
DD whimpers theatrically in the corner, Jessie holding his hand. McCarty just looks disgusted.
Jessie: So you have two options...we file a lawsuit against you, in which we have many witnesses on the scene, or you give us the other option.
McCarty looks a little worried.
McCarty: What is...the other option?
Jessie: The option is that we get to make ONE match, and one match only.
McCarty: Ok. Do your worst, big shot.
DD gets up and off the mic, they discuss the match. They argue a little, before both smiling, and Jessie turns to McCarty.
Jessie: Ok...how this is what we've got. At Spring Into Hell, it's going to be Dan 'the Daredevil' White...against Jack McCarty!
McCarty looks completely stunned, and the crowd hotly cheer the announcement.
Jessie: But that's not all. We have decided to add another stipulation. It will be in an unknown location...a building, and you have to escape through the roof. It will be known as Dead Man's Grave...
DD stands up, McCarty looking shocked at the name.
DD: Don't ya love her!
The crowd cheer again, and DD finally finishes off, pointing at AJK.
DD: And HE ain't invited!
McCarty oddly smiles.
McCarty: You mean...your brother?
DD suddenly looks shocked, and AJK stands forward. He rips his mask off, revealing the former Sgt. Pilko! DD looks completely stunned, and AJK lifts DD in the air, hitting an X-5, with Jessie screaming in the background. McCarty smiles as he speaks for the last time.
McCarty: Fine. Spring Into Hell, see you there, if you make it. Hahaha.
He smiles, and the Indiana Jones theme tune hits. Jessie checks on DD as we fade to commercials.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 19, 2005 16:10:27 GMT -5
Segment: Supper at Tiffany’s?
As the show resumes after the break, the shot opens up in Latino and Alicia’s locker room. Latino appears to have shifted his “business transactions” to somewhere a little more private, and every few moments a customer comes in or goes out; there’s plenty of demand for Latino’s cut price jewelry couture.
Latino is happily counting his takings when Alicia comes in carrying a parcel and looking very cheerful. She glances at the remaining stock, which is laid out on a table in the centre of the room.
Alicia: Hey, did we just open up a Hispanic branch of Asprey and Garrard or something?
Latino just laughs. Alicia puts the box down and tries on some of the ostentatious chains; then, getting a flash of inspiration she digs in her bag and pulls out a pair of shades and a “Tommy Gear” cap.
Alicia: Aaaaaiii! This is wicked, innit? Staines massive, WESTSIDE!
Latino just raises an eyebrow.
Latino: Anytime you want to join the rest of us in 2005, chula, that’d be great.
Alicia takes off the chains and returns to the business of opening her parcel.
Latino: So, did you find out what kind of match it is tonight?
Alicia: Yes, and it’s not exactly what we thought. It’s a 6 man tag, with eliminations.
Latino: Six? Who are the other two?
Alicia: Vinnie on BK’s side, Yoko on ours. That’s why they were both called in tonight.
Latino: Are you ok with that?
Alicia: Sure. Yoko’s not stupid enough to make herself more enemies than she already has, and she’ll be busy enough dealing with Vinnie. We can still win it, no problem.
Latino: And what about Angelo? Have you decided to accept his challenge?
Alicia: Yes, I have. But I’m not going to tell him formally until Monday, and I won’t tell him what stipulation I’ve chosen either. He wouldn’t give me any extra preparation time, so I’ll treat him in the same way.
She finally gets into the parcel, and beams.
Alicia: Woo Hoo! Cadbury’s Dairy Milk! Thank heavens, I was getting serious withdrawal symptoms.
Latino: You could just buy some Hershey bars…..
Alicia: Pfff. It’s nowhere near the same. Anyway I’m going to have a shower.
She heads into the separate shower room. Latino finishes counting his profits so far, and then looks up to see someone new in the room. The camera is over this person’s shoulder, so we can’t tell who it is.
Latino: Heey! Chico, have I got a deal for you……..
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 19, 2005 16:12:57 GMT -5
Segment: The Tournament begins / An elemental challenge (Credit: Blade / Davey)
"Tougher than Leather" belts out in the arena and Davey begins to walk out with his "battle plan" in hand. Not too far behind him walks out Rev and he jogs up to Davey and taps him in the back of the head. Davey turns to see that is Rev and laughs then continue walking down the ramp. He fives the fans surrounding the ring and walks up the stairs and enters the ring and calls for the mic. Phillip hands him his.
Davey: Tonight the Entertainment Title begins its journey to live up to the name. Tonight I begin the beginning stages of making Entertainment more than just a name, I make it what this title stand for and what it is all about.
The fans cheer wildly for this in hope that what Davey has to say is the truth and will eventually come to pass.
Davey: Since the beginning of Alpha Championship Wrestling men have walked these halls claiming to be Entertainment Champion while not a single one of them has even tapped what this title is about. Now do not get me wrong many great men have held this title and I mean no disrespect to them. So Ridley, BK London, TNT and my own fellow New Breeder Wyvern. This title should be made of pure blood sweat and tears, because that is what every young talent who has ever fought for it has shed, I understand that so don't worry because like I said I mean absolutely positively zero disrespect. I just plan on bringing this title to a whole new level. I hope to create a whole new breed of Entertainment Champion if you will, with that said I will announce the first match. Davey begins to speak and stops himself before he can get a word out, and then begins to again.
Davey: I just had a great idea. Rev how about you announce the first match.
Rev looks at Davey with surprise and is a touch flattered. Davey hands one of the pieces of paper to Rev along with the mic, he then moves out of the way so that Rev can take center stage. Rev unfolds the piece of paper and begins to read it.
Rev: Round one of the Entertainment Invitational will see former Entertainment Champion facing off against a fellow new breed member. Rookie Monster vs. Jake Cheng will take place the very first Meltdown after Spring into Hell and in this match FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE!!
The crowd in attendance gets real fired up and cheer loudly. Rev hands the mic back off to Davey.
Davey: That's right folks Jake vs. Rookie will be held two weeks from today and will be falls count anywhere; the winner moves onto the second round where things will heat up for sure. I gotta give myself some credit here because this tournament is beginning to take shape and is getting....
Davey expects his statement to be finished by the opening to his theme song, but out of the blue “Team 2000 Crash” hits over the speakers and BladeSeika makes his way out with mic in hand. The fans have no idea what is going on, but they can sense that this is going to be big.
BladeSeika: Well now Davey, your tournament certainly sounds impressive. It would seem, however, as though both of us are free for Spring into Hell.
Davey: Indeed it would.
BladeSeika: So how about we end this thing between us ONCE and for all?
The crowd makes a huge amount of noise at the thought of a Blade / Davey contest. Davey considers this carefully.
Davey: Heh, if you want, but I doubt you will be able to come up with a match which will sufficiently interest me to make me accept….. I want nothing but the most grueling of challenges.
BladeSeika: What makes you say that? I have had some of the most grueling matches in this company’s existence
Davey: True, but that was only because you made the matches that way, I have never seen you in a match that would have been what I considered “grueling” of its own accord.
BladeSeika: What are you, high?
The crowd gives a light laugh at the abrupt joke.
BladeSeika: Seriously, Hell I’ve heard many tell me how bad they thought my Skyscraper From Hell match was, and not to mention the Ultimate X for the tag titles.
Davey: Oh please, both are either direct Knockoffs from half-assed feds, or derivatives from dead ones. I’m sorry but I don’t care for an Iron man Triple cage hybrid, this isn’t ready to rumble 2 here Blade.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 19, 2005 16:13:27 GMT -5
The crowd once again laughs, but this time at Blade, forcing him to take a half step back to regain his composure.
BladeSeika: Hey, you can’t beat the classics.
Davey: That may be true, but what I want here is something NEW and EXCITING, not old and overdone.
BladeSeika: Actually, that’s good ‘cause what I have planned falls under the “new and exciting” category.
Davey: Oh? Are you going to try something new for once? I didn’t know you could even imagine thinking “outside the box”<br> BladeSeika: Yes well….recent circumstances have lead me down paths I never thought I’d have to see, and as a result I have been forced to “think outside the box” a lot.
Davey: Oh?
BladeSeika: Yes, and in face it was our recent trip to Okinawa that gave me an idea for this match.
Davey: Let me guess, a “Japanese showdown” a variation of a blindfold match, “ooohhh scaarryy” sarcastically
BladeSeika: Heh, not even close, actually when I was there, I was reminded of my years I had spent training there. And I remembered all the things that I had considered so very special, the lush forests and greenery, the beautiful oceans and beaches, the harsh Japanese storms, and the beautiful fires we would have every night.
Davey: How very touching……. he rolls his eyes.
BladeSeika: Yes, well anyways, That is why our match will be a JAPANESE ELEMENTS MATCH.
Davey: OK, you have my attention, go on…<br> BladeSeika: Each of the ring posts will be extended, and will hold a Kendo stick and a Japanese lantern.
Davey: Wow………I’m so very under whelmed, is that it?
Bladeseika: Patience is a virtue….and one I suspect you are lacking, so calm your ass down boy.
Davey: Whatever, just go on….
BladeSeika: The ropes for this match are really what make it special. You see each one will represent one of the elements I just described. One set of ropes will be on fire to represent the burning sun. Another set will be covered in Glass, to represent the oceans which surround the islands. One set will be electrified to represent the furious storms. And the final set will be wrapped in Thorns, to represent the Wilderness.
Davey: Hmmm…….that actually isn’t too bad of an idea. FINE, I accept your challenge, we shall face off in this “Japanese Elements” match of yours, and we can finally end our little feud.
BladeSeika: Indeed we can….
With that Chrono hits and Blade walks off to the back, and Davey is left in the ring with Rev to stare at the entrance as the screen goes to black.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 19, 2005 16:16:55 GMT -5
Match 5: The Senator vs. JonnyG (Credit: Latino)
The show enters its second half with the fans eager for more action, and the next match is all set to give them exactly that.
Phillip: Coming to the ring the former ACW Tag Team Champion…….JonnyG!!!
Linkin Park’s In the End starts playing as Jonny comes out from the back. Still titleless he walks down the ramp. The fans all around hold up multiple signs that say things such as “G-Unit = 3 x Losers” and “Jonny is not 4REAL!” He finally reaches the ring and enters stepping through the middle ropes. He climbs the turnbuckles looking around at the fans as they boo relentlessly.
Phillip: And his opponent he is the leader of the Senatorial Stable….the Senator!!!
Hail to the Chief starts playing as the Senator comes out looking around with a large smile on face. It’s obvious after the Senatorial Stable’s great showing last Warfare that nothing can stop the great mood he is in. The fans boo nearly as much as they did for Jonny but strangely a few fans give out a bit of a cheer. He rolls inside the ring and gets up looking straight down at Jonny.
The Bell Rings.
The match starts off quick as both men lock up in a grapple. The test of strength is shown as both men try to gain some leverage. As the Senator gains more and more leverage his right leg clips away at Jonny’s left leg knocking him down on his back. He quickly climbs on top of Jonny and starts rapidly striking him in the head with elbow shots after elbow shots. Jonny tries to block them but he hardly has a moment to do so as the Senator ruthlessly doesn’t give him. He lets Jonny drop back against the mat as he gets up and grabs onto Jonny’s arm for arm bar. He keeps applying more and more pressure until Jonny rakes against the Senator’s eyes. Senator keeps the hold locked on but Jonny keeps punching him in the face repeatedly. Senator finally breaks the old and takes a few steps back. Jonny on the other side of the ring gets up and slowly gets up. Senator walks over and immediately starts slamming his forearm against the back go Jonny. The former champ fights through the hits and quickly wraps his arms around the waist of the Senator. He lifts him up high in the air and slams him back down with a Spinebuster. The fans all around give out a low pop but it seems no one really seems to want to cheer for either person. Jonny hooks the leg for a desperate pin One…Tw- Senator kicks out of the pin as the fans all stand up and cheer “Twoooooooooooooooooo!” Jonny and Senator both work to get up, Jonny first, and again lock up in a grapple. This time Jonny takes the initiative and taking a page out of Senator’s book clips his leg knocking him down on his back. Jonny grabs the Senator’s leg and without hesitation turns him on his back with a Spiders Web. He applies more and more pressure as the Senator reaches over for the ropes. Jonny pulls him away dragging him against the mat. The Senator keeps trying to get to the ropes but fails in the process. He now lifts his body up pressing against the ring and with one final push knocks Jonny off his feet.
Senator grabs onto Jonny’s leg and applies his own submission with a one-legged Boston Crab. He applies as much pressure as he can but Jonny reaches the ropes forcing him to break the hold. Senator runs across the ring and as Jonny gets up his knee is taken out with a dropkick to the knee. Senator again runs to the opposite side of the ring and as Jonny gets up and bends down grabbing a hold of Jonny’s foot. He rolls quickly to the side and wrenches the knee. Jonny screams out in pain as the Senator let’s go of the foot. Jonny crawls over to the ropes but feels someone grabs his leg and is suddenly dragged across to the ring. Senator quickly locks on the Victory Lock II and wrenches the foot again and keeps applying more and more pressure. Jonny reaches around wildly for the ropes but he is stuck in the middle of ring. The ref asks Jonny and he suddenly slaps his hand against the mat. The ref calls for the bell as Phillip makes his announcement.
Phillip: Here is your winner….The Senator!!
The Senator climbs the turnbuckle as he raises his arms up in victory. The smile that was seen earlier is back as he looks down at Jonny whom is still in the middle of the ring. He jumps down from the turnbuckle and rolls out of the ring as Jonny starts to get up. Senator leaves the arena still in an ecstatic mood.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 19, 2005 16:17:33 GMT -5
Segment: A wasted investment (Credit: Vinnie)
The scene cuts away to the parking lot, where a black Camry is seen driving away. The shot can make out a female driver, but doesn't show exactly who she is. Pan to the side, where Vinnie Dulario and Antonio are sitting on the hood of a certain stretch limousine. The driver's side is smashed in, as if it had recently been in an automotive accident.
Vinnie watches the tail lights vanish from the parking structure before turning to Antonio and nodding. The two silently hop off the hood of the car and head to the trunk. Antonio pops it open, and the two start lugging out a rather large sack, tied off in several places and duct taped at the end.
Vinnie: Thank God...he doesn't stink yet...
Antonio: Ugh, what do you mean? He has the worse body odor, even in death!
Vinnie chuckles as the two lug the dead weight away from the limousine. They stay to the side, out of the main path, trying to avoid being seen by too many people. They are dressed conservatively, mostly in black. Many would mistake them for staff taking out some trash unless they looked close enough to recognize the most hated Italian in the ACW.
The camera follows them to the same room Vinnie had scoped out earlier. Vinnie opens the door while balancing his load on his shoulder. The two step inside, the quickly close the door again. The crowd hushes as the room gets panned. In the center, bound to the chair and gagged, is the infamous mob boss, Mickey.
To the side stands big Vito, with a folding table. He hums quietly as he works on slicing a salami with an electric slicer. He has bread and cheese already prepared, and finishes with the meat. He slaps together a sandwich. He takes a big bite and chews thoughtfully as he watches Vinnie and Antonio work their way over to the trash compactor.
Vinnie: How are you doing, Mickey? Comfortable?
Mickey just glares at his subordinate. Vinnie grins evilly as he opens the door to the trash compactor, and glances down the chute.
Antonio: You sure he ain't gonna get stuck going down there, Vin?
Vinnie smiles, then reaches out of frame, pulling up a cinderblock.
Vinnie: If he does, we'll just unlodge him. Mickey, how much did you pay Claus, estimated yearly?
The three have a chuckle as Mickey just stares coolly at Vinnie.
Vinnie: How does it feel to see your investments go tumbling down the trash?
Vinnie chuckles as he picks up the bag, and starts to hoist it up to the chute. Suddenly, the dead weight springs to life. Vinnie quickly steps back as whoever is inside the bag begins thrashing around wildly. Antonio moves in, planting his boot where the guesses the man's head is. A few kicks, and he is still thrashing around. Vinnie scoffs, then steps forward, his sidearm pulled. He pushes Antonio back, then fires three quick rounds. The gunshots reverberate off the walls, deafening in the closed quarters.
Vinnie looks at Antonio for a moment, then turns and stares at Vito, tucking his 9mm into the waistband of his pants.
Vinnie: Vito...I thought you said he was dead...
Vito: I stuck that blade in between his ribs. He went down quickly, didn't make a move afterwards!
Vinnie: Did you ever CHECK?
Vinnie angrily strolls over to Vito, knocking his sandwhich out of his hands. The bread, cheese, meat and lettuce fly to the corner of the room. Vito seems to be afraid to speak. Antonio quickly steps in between the hitman and the muscle.
Antonio: Whoa, whoa whoa! What's done is done, no worries. We have business to attend to tonight. Vinnie, are you sure this area is soundproof?
Vinnie glances around, then turns to face the door.
Vinnie: I guess we'll find out if the cops come storming in or not.
Vinnie tosses another angry glare at Vito before turning to Antonio again.
Vinnie: Take out the trash, please. I would like to begin negotiating a pay raise with our boss...
Vinnie stands in front of Mickey, looming silently as the audience hears Antonio strain. Something heavy is tossed down a chute, and then gets lodged. Antonio is heard straining again, and one can only assume he is hoisting up the cinderblock. He tosses it down the chute, and a sickening sound is heard as the cinderblock comes into contact with dead flesh. Both objects are knocked down the chute. Antonio makes his way beside Vinnie, and stares into Mickey's eyes.
Vinnie: I've got to get dressed. Get to it, you two. After tonight, we'll be in business for ourselves...
Antonio grins, rubbing his hands together in anticipation.
Antonio: Now, my friend...why don't we have a little chat about Vinnie's money?
Vinnie turns to leave for his match later in the night. He quickly exits through the only exit. The scene fades out as Antonio roughly rips away the duct tape around Mickey's mouth. Mickey is heard screaming as the scene fades back to the arena.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 19, 2005 16:24:28 GMT -5
Segment: Vengeance long overdue (Credit: RDK)
Once we are back, we fade in to see Randy Dallas Kanyon walking into a hospital, he still is recovering from his match from Monday, however, accustomed to overcoming so many injuries like he has, he has tried to just shrug it off. As he enters the hospital, the camera follows him in and he goes to the secretary desk, he leans in over inside of it, getting the secretary's attention.
Randy: Where is Julien Kanyon?
Secretary: Who may I ask are you?
Randy: I'm his brother.
Secretary: May I see some I.D?
RDK knows he has not brought any I.D, so he brings out his wallet, and places a 1,000$'s worth wad of cash on the secretary's desk and moves it towards her.
Secretary: ...Room down the hall, third on to the left.
Randy: Thank you.
Randy leaves the woman with her cash and goes down the hall, he follows her directions indeed, going to the third room on the left, he then opens the door, revealing Julien laying in a bed, eyes wide open, casts and all. He just has a glazed look in his eyes, and Randy closes the door as he makes his way towards Julien.
Randy: Brudah...
Julien: He...I...I don't know what to think anymore Randy.
Randy: He was brainwashing you brudah, we are still brothers and I will never abandon you.
Julien: ...But...he did give us life...
Randy: BRUDAH! Life is not worth living if it is a life where choice is not an option!
Julien: I was so conflicted...Ever since that fateful night in the cemetery...I haven't been able to keep my head straight.
Randy: Well I’m glad to see you still have your own conscience. What you did for me on Monday was honorable.
Julien: ...No problem, brother.
Randy: Brudah, not brother.
Julien: ...Since when does it matter?
At that exact moment, a doctor enters the room, having overheard the conversation. He appears to be a fan of RDK as he enthusiastically begins to speak.
Doctor: Don't ask, he’s The Macho Man!
The crowd cheers within the arena, it almost appears RDK can hear them.
Julien: Oh...made a name for yourself?
Randy: Yeah Brudah.
Julien: But...what are you going to do Randy? Valmont is still out there...I just...I don't want you getting hurt like I did. With that match coming up, it seems inevitable that you will indeed be destroyed...
Doctor: NOT IF ALL THE MACHOMANIACS ARE BEHIND HIM!
Randy and Julien look at the doctor.
Doctor: -...Umm, yes *cough* Yes, what will you do?
Randy: Julien, Brudah...brother. I refuse to let him get the better of me. He has to go down, I hate our father with all my heart. Why he merely conceived us for torture and money. Not love Julien, not even company...He didn't care about our feelings, no. And mother? She was nothing but a slut, that dad randomly got off the streets, she would have left us in a second if it weren't for father telling her the benefits we would give. That whore luckily died soon enough, almost as evil as father. Almost as cold hearted. But you Julien, you were innocent, and you still can be. I am here, and I promise that at Spring Into Hell, I will defeat and destroy our father.
Julien: ...I...Believe in you..........Brudah...
RDK takes his brother’s hand, and the scene fades out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 19, 2005 16:27:23 GMT -5
Segment: Yeaaahhh Boyyyy (Credit: BK)
The segment opens up with Gingerdude in his office still constantly busy with the work for the ACW fed until he hears a knock at his door. The door knob turns and the door opens as Ginger takes off his glasses and looks up. His face begins to grow red with slight frustration.
Ginger: What are YOU doing here?
Ginger rises up and in the camera shot walks in none other than BK London accompanied by Kiley. Loud eruptions of boos are heard throughout the arena as the camera shows the Bonnie and Clyde like ACW duo.
BK: Whoa, Whoa, Whoa Ginger baby. You and me...we have history...we were former alliance members...we're buds...bros...chums.
Ginger: You have some nerve still entering my office after what you did to me at Fallen Heroes.
BK: Hey Hey…that was a long time ago...that’s ancient...I'm over it, hey, I know that I smacked a steel chair over your back but you know me…<br> Ginger: What the hell do you want? Spit it out already…<br> BK: Well you see...I have a little problem. Just a little one...and his name is Latino. You see, last Monday he took something that was mine…my custom made World Heavyweight Title and he melted it and made it into some jewelry. I DEMAND reparations for this unlawful act.
Ginger: You’re having problems with Latino...The same person who I fought at Fallen Heroes...the same person who won the match against me because of the interference on your behalf?
BK: Yeah…exactly. I'm glad you understand.
Ginger: I tell you what...I'll do something about it. It seems we have a few more spots open for our PPV Extravaganza Spring into Hell. On that day...I will set up a one on one encounter between you and Latino, for the what? millionth time?
BK: Uh...just a little problem, see I have a little problem with that...on that exact date I have to be up close to when I destroy Latino's house to make room for my own.
Ginger: But you will be my friend...you will be...You see, this match will not be any ordinary match because god knows you and Latino have been through almost every match in ACW history. So...instead I have talked to your construction friends and I made a few minor changes in the blueprint…<br> BK: Say what?
Ginger: At Spring Into Hell, you and Latino will participate in the first Escape the House Match.
BK: What's that?
Ginger: Oh all will be revealed on you and Latino's contract signing on Monday, but now…you have 3 seconds to get the hell out of my office or you will be participating the unemployment game. 3..........2...
BK and Kiley quickly leave the office and they end up in the hallway bumping into Jake who is blinging tonight with Mr.T like gold around his neck.
BK: ...the hell?
Jake: Oh hey BK...you like? Latino is selling it in his locker room now, and I saw all of this and I couldn't say no. Oh and look what else I got..
Jake opens his mouth to reveal a mouth full of gold.
Jake (Flava Flav Style): Yeahhhh Boy.
BK grows angry with every second passing and he takes down Jake with a right hand, Jake holds his jaw on the ground and BK rips the chain off of Jake's neck and begins choking him violently. Finally officially arrive on the scene and they separate the two, as Jake begins to get up Kiley kicks him in the abdomen again sending him back to the ground. BK and Kiley are sent to their locker room to get ready for the Six Man later tonight and Jake is seen angrily holding his throat as we fade out.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 19, 2005 16:30:53 GMT -5
Match 6: Davey Marvel vs. GooeyGarth – ACW Entertainment Title Match
The fans are chattering excitedly about the main event, but Philip’s return to the ring brings their attention back to the here and now, where the second of tonight’s title matches is about to take place.
Philip: This is a singles match, scheduled for one fall and it is for the ACW Entertainment Championship! Making his way to the ring, from Saskatchewan, Moosejaw……GooeyGarth!
Gooey walks to the ring as “Godzilla” plays; he hasn’t had much time to prepare for this unexpected shot, but that doesn’t mean he should be underestimated by Davey or anyone else. He waits in the centre of the ring until….
…..”Tougher than Leather” rings out, and Davey returns to the ring for the second time tonight, carrying his belt proudly on his shoulder and soaking up the cheers of the fans.
Philip: And his opponent, from Ann Arbor, Michigan…….he is the defending ACW Entertainment Champion and a member of the New Breed, Davey Marvel!
Davey gives high fives to a few more fans before entering the ring; Gooey looks at the belt and it’s clear that his taste for gold remains undiminished. The ref holds up said piece of leather, and then the fans cheer as the timekeeper lets the match commence.
Bell Rings.
Davey watches Gooey closely as the sound of the bell fades; this match has now taken on an extra importance for him as training for his PPV match to come. The pair close in and exchange a few blows, whereupon Gooey attempts to whip Davey to the ropes; Davey takes the opportunity to practice his reversal, and it’s Gooey who takes the short but rapid trip across the ring. He bounces off, and Davey isn’t quite prepared for the speed of Gooey’s return; Gooey collides with Davey and knocks him to the mat, adding on a body splash while the chance is there. The ref sees that Davey’s shoulders are down and makes a count, which Davey breaks at 2. Gooey rolls off and gets up, and reaches down to pick up Davey – but the Marvel is long gone, and the fans give a pop as Davey pulls off a nice tidy German suplex, bridging into a pin. Gooey’s away at 2, but the brief scare has served as a timely reminder that this is a title match, and that Davey won’t allow any slip to go unpunished here. To underline the point Davey moves in on Gooey boldly and demonstrates one of his personal favourite moves, the Davey DDT; a second pin follows, and this one achieves slightly more than a 2 count. The fans chant for Davey, but interestingly there are still a few diehard Gooey fans, proof that G Unit have imprinted themselves on to the memories of many of the long timers in particular. Gooey pulls himself up, and responds to Davey’s burst of activity with a whip into the corner (resisting Davey’s attempts to halt it) and a bruising stinger splash. Gooey stays on hand and thumps away at Davey, concentrating on his chest and abdomen and making it harder for Davey to recover his oxygen reserves with every blow. A superb lift – to - powerbomb makes the ring shudder, and Gooey forces Davey to fight his way out of a determined pin at just past the 2 count.
Gooey looks focused on getting hold of some heavy metal to replace his recently departed tag belt; he soaks up Davey’s offense, and then returns it in the form of repeated blows to the lower chest and gut with occasional swipes at the head for some variety. Davey finds himself bending forward to try and protect his body, and Gooey capitalizes on this by getting Davey into a headlock, linking his arms together into a choking variation. Davey scratches and tries to prise Gooey off, but Gooey stands firm and Davey’s knees start to look wobbly. The crowd senses that this is a critical point, and they shout and call for Davey to respond; Davey’s head is muzzy, but he realizes that Gooey is right in front of him, rather than standing to one side. Summoning his strength, Davey unleashes a sudden charge; Gooey tries to absorb it but Davey is too powerful and Gooey topples over backward. In the confusion Davey gets hold of Gooey’s arm and twists; Gooey involuntarily pulls back his limb in pain and Davey is able to break the hold. With Gooey on the mat Davey lands a couple of blows at point blank range, allowing him the time to get back to his feet; Gooey isn’t that far behind, but Davey has enough of a head start to be ready to execute a facebuster on his foe. Head spinning, Gooey fights out of a cover at 2.5; he knows now that one way or another the match must end soon, and he goes for broke, kicking Davey in the gut and dashing to the ropes to set up the Vertebreaker. As he returns, though, Davey spins around into a crushing kick, and Gooey staggers and drops to his knees; it’s close enough for Davey to rush to the ropes himself, and the fans roar as Davey nails the Midnight just milliseconds before Gooey is able to stand up. Davey pins and hooks the leg, and picks up the three count without any further delay.
Philip: Here is your winner, and still ACW Entertainment Champion…..Davey Marvel!
The fans applaud Davey’s victory, and he holds up his belt to them, pleased with his victory. He’s well aware, however, that he made some errors along the way, and that he still needs to increase his skill level somewhat if he’s to achieve his goal of defeating Bladeseika at his own game.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 19, 2005 16:31:22 GMT -5
Segment: An illuminating mystery (Credit: Ridley)
From the Analects of Y'ha-nythlei:
Wantonly the Old Ones trod the ways of darkness and Their blasphemies were great upon the Earth; all creation bowed beneath Their might and knew Them for Their wickedness. And the Elder Lords opened Their eyes and beheld the abominations of Those that ravaged the Earth. In Their wrath They set their hand against the Old Ones, staying Them in the midst of Their iniquity and casting Them forth from the Earth to the Void beyond the planes where chaos reigns and form abideth not. And the Elder Lords set Their seal upon the Gateway and the power of the Deep Ones prevailest not against its might.
Loathsome Cthulhu rose then from the deeps and raged with exceeding great fury against the Earth Guardians. And They bound his venomous claws with potent spells and sealed him up within the City of R'lyeh wherein beneath the waves he shall sleep death's dream until the end of the Aeon. Beyond the Gate dwell now the Old Ones; not in the spaces known unto men but in the angles betwixt them. Outside Earth's plane They linger and ever awaite the time of Their return; for the Earth has known Them and shall know Them in time yet to come.
And the Old Ones hold foul and formless Azathoth for Their Master and Abide with Him in the black cavern at the centre of all infinity, where he gnaws ravenously in ultimate chaos amid the mad beating of hidden drums, the tuneless piping of hideous flutes and the ceaseless bellowing of blind idiot gods that shamble and gesture aimlessly for ever. The soul of Azathoth dwelleth in Yog-Sothoth and He shall beckon unto the Old Ones when the stars mark the time of Their coming; for Yog-Sothoth is the Gate through which Those of the Void will re-enter. Yog-Sothoth knowest the mazes of time, for all time is one unto Him. He knowest where the Old Ones came forth in time along long past and where They shall come forth again when the cycle returneth.
And behold, in the latter days, there shall come he of the Order Of The Gash, with a robe as of an emperor crowned mighty, in regal splendor. And the machinations of the Architect shall grow ripe and bore fruit, as the fig tree in the springtime doth loose its cumbersome offspring from its branches, and behold! from the storms that Mighty Cthulhu had unleashed, there shall come the ILLUMINATUS, bound in sable and cowhide, with flesh of samite. And he shall reach forth to the Prophet, who hath summoned him into the Place of Judgment, and shall cast him down from the heavens, and his entrails, in his ruin, shall smite the hellspawn in their repose.
And lo, there shall be great weeping and gnashing of teeth in the land, for many will see and fear, and say "Behold! The Prophet hath been taken from our midst!". And they will weep, for he shall have been a rock of ages to the people, a shelter and salve for their wounds. But their grievances will straightaway be cast to the gutters, for the ILLUMINATUS, in the glory that They, the Great Old Ones, who Were and Are and Always Will Be, had bestowed upon his mighty visage, shall rule the land for fifty-score and over, bringing them to an iron-forged era of prosperity, until the day in which Yog-Sothoth shall bring forth the Wrath of the Old Ones upon the land.
And in those days, the ILLUMINATUS will become chief in the Order of the Gash, mightiest of the Cenobites, and the people will regard----
Ridley's eyes snap open as he sits up sharply on the couch. Rena's nowhere to be found, and the room is dark except for the occasional flash of lightning. It's almost eerie, but the Archangel of Suffering is used to this kind of environment.
Ridley: What the hell...
He briefly runs a hand over his forehead...then his chest...and draws it back both times to find that he's soaked in sweat. Freezing sweat, too, the kind you have when you wake up from a nightmare. Ridley shakes his head, trying to get his chaotic, schizophrenic thought process to stop tripping all over itself and collect some vague semblance of order. He finally manages to get out a deep breath, and reassures himself.
Ridley: Purpose...that's all it was...fulfillment of purpose...I have to step up my efforts in finding this "Illuminatus"...if I haven't already and don't know it. Come on, Ridley...it's your gods-given duty as the Prophet to pull this thing together. Yes...go out there, beat Alexandra, get the earrings, call forth the Illuminatus from the masses. No problem...nothing I can't handle.
Having finally relaxed a little, Ridley wipes the rest of the sweat off his forehead (he shivers just a little from its icy coldness), and leans his head back down onto his previous position of reclining on the couch. Within several minutes, he's asleep once more, confident of his chances of locating this messiah.
Ridley doesn't seem to realize, though...that the Illuminatus has been right under his nose this entire time...and reality may slap him in the face very soon.
End segment.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 19, 2005 16:31:54 GMT -5
Match 7: Wyvern vs. TNT – ACW International Title Match (Opening events credit: TNT)
While the fans consider the meaning of what they’ve just witnessed, Philip polishes his mic and gets to work on the penultimate contest of the evening.
Philip: This is a singles contest set for one fall, and it is for the ACW International Championship! Introducing first, the challenger…..from Chicago Illinois, TNT!
"Never Enough" by Papa Roach plays, and the crowd gives TNT boos, throughout the arena.
TNT comes out with his eyes covered by his hood, and in his wrestling gear. Apparently, it’s time for International Gold to be on the Line.
TNT taunts with his hands raised and out and he pulls off the hood, and struts down the ramp and gets on the apron, and poses for the cameras....
He gets into the ring and asks for a mic.
TNT: It's finally come.....what’s come? The fact that TNT, Me, The personification of Excellence, will get his prestigious title back.....
The Crowd Chants, YOU'RE A LOSER! YOU'RE A LOSER!
TNT: So, what, I lost to FSX, I had no choice, as a matter of a fact I lost on purpose so I wouldn't be too soft to beat Wyvern tonight. SO whatever you people think you can shove it.
The crowd boos.
TNT: That’s right, Enter......The new International Champion.....T-N-T! Get your ass out here Wyvern, so I can whoop it quicker.
TNT drops the mic and gets ready as “Trip Like I Do” sends the fans into overdrive.
Philip: And his opponent, from Tacoma Washington….he is the leader of the New Breed and the Defending ACW International Champion, Wyvern!
The fans go crazy as Wyvern walks past them, heading to the ring; he never takes his eyes off of TNT, and the pair simply stare at one another as the referee gives the ring a once over check. Then the belt is raised, and the fans settle (so far as they can given their excitement) for the match to start.
Bell Rings.
TNT powers into the match; after his loss to FSX he’s on a mission to thwart his rival by regaining the belt which FSX covets, and also to send a clear warning to Hunter in advance of their PPV clash. TNT lights into Wyvern and makes him unsteady for a moment, but Wyvern battles back and several powerful blows are traded between the two until Wyvern whips TNT into the ropes. TNT hits them and returns, ducking Wyvern’s clothesline and retaliating with a dropkick into Wyvern’s back. Wyvern curls up as he falls and rolls through before TNT can consider a pin; TNT advances still and again Wyvern finds himself forced into close quarter fighting; TNT continues to fire on all cylinders and delivers his powerful Elevated 3.0 Backbreaker. He makes the first pin of the match and Wyvern responds shortly after the 2 count; he looks to still be feeling the effect of the strong move, but Wyvern’s no stranger at all to dealing with discomfort. Now rather annoyed at TNT’s whole attitude Wyvern turns up the heat, and whips TNT hard into one of the corners; with TNT trapped there Wyvern produces a string of uppercuts, battering TNT around the face and head as opposed to the more traditional gut punches. Wyvern lifts the now dazed TNT into a fireman’s carry, hops up on to the second rope and opts to jump and slam TNT down from there rather than risk having TNT become aware enough to get away. Wyvern pins firmly, and TNT has to use his full strength to get his arm in the air just after the 2 count. TNT isn’t about to capitulate, of course; he gives Wyvern plenty of verbal as the two men get to their feet, and also flips off the crowd who are cheering for the current champion. TNT makes a belt gesture, but this just makes Wyvern smirk and roll his eyes a little as the two men circle, watching for the right moment to strike.
Again it’s TNT whose patience expires first; he makes a charge at Wyvern, who shows off his armdragging skills. TNT rolls through and returns, and Wyvern repeats the trick to a good pop, which TNT wisely reads as a sign that he perhaps should rethink his strategy. He runs forward once more, but this time he slams on the breaks and Wyvern can’t drag him; TNT transitions this smoothly into a rear chinlock, and talks trash to Wyvern as he applies great pressure via the hold. Becoming more annoyed with each second, Wyvern elbows and thrashes his way out; he locks eyes with TNT, and then dashes forward at him. Smirking, TNT converts this into a hugely forceful whip into the corner, but Wyvern kicks up and flips so that he lands a couple of feet clear of the turnbuckle. TNT attacks from behind, but Wyvern bends forward so that TNT rolls over his shoulders; Now it’s TNT who can’t see his opponent, and Wyvern uses an atomic drop with TNT facing away from him which makes TNT draw breath in sharply in pain. Wyvern’s ready for a power move, however TNT pulls himself together and uses a snapping kick as he turns quickly around to hit Wyvern in the ribs. TNT delivers a stalling suplex, dropping Wyvern down close to the turnbuckle so that he’s left with his legs leaning up against the ropes. From here, TNT starts to stomp on Wyvern’s chest – but he neglects to secure Wyvern’s feet before doing so, and the crowd yells in surprise as Wyvern thrusts with his arms, pulling his feet together and driving them both up into TNT’s chin as he stands over him. TNT stumbles and hits the mat on his tail; Wyvern flips over on to his feet, dashes over and turns TNT over into the Deus Ex Machina, dragging him to the centre of the ring in the same movement. TNT resists for a good 45 seconds ands tries to reach the ropes, but to no avail, and realizing that he can’t afford any kind of injury going into SIH, he grits his teeth and taps out. The fans cheer for Wyvern as the bell rings.
Philip: Here is your winner, and still ACW International Champion, Wyvern!
Wyvern responds to the cheering fans as he receives his belt, and holds it up to them in recognition of their support. TNT’s already on his way to the back – though this loss is painful to him, he is prepared to bear it if it gives him the best possible starting point heading into Hardcore Haven.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 19, 2005 16:33:11 GMT -5
Segment: Shady motives (Credit: Yoko)
We see Mercer Stanton and Elias in Stanton's office, looking through dozens of papers for an unknown reason. Elias holds one of them out to Stanton.
Elias: You were right, some of the injured ARE coming back soon.
Stanton looks at this sheet.
Mercer: Yes...I remember him, too. Hasn't really impressed me.
Elias: Are you going to win him over anyway?
Mercer: No.
Elias: Then what?
Stanton is silent for a moment.
Mercer: We simply don't let him return. It's that simple.
Elias: You want me to-
Mercer: No, you don't have to do anything.
Elias: You want Kiji-
Mercer: No. At least, not at this point in time. I'll handle this one without violence.
Elias: Are you sure?
Mercer: I thought you'd have learned by now that I'm always sure.
He gives Elias a piercing stare as the camera fades out.
End Segment.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 19, 2005 16:33:46 GMT -5
Segment: A new strategy (Credit: Rose)
The ever reaching tentacles of dread drown every mortal sensation. Fear is present here as well, in all its horrible glory and it is made stronger due to its partnership with dread. The air in the room is cold like the pale hand of death. There is also very bright warmth in the room, the warmth of hope. Alexandra “The White Rose” Kaesar sits silently in her room, which is barren and sparse, and she is reading from The Holy Bible. She dreads her mission, fears her goal, and finds hope in her faith. She does not know what her future holds and her uncertainty is her greatest weakness. She just turns a page when she hears a familiar voice from behind her.
Executor: Hello Rose.
Rose suddenly shuts her bible, rises from her seat, and turns to face her mysterious “guest”.
Rose: What? You’re back?
Rose suddenly gets very angry with him.
Rose: What do you want with me? Do you want to spread more of your lies?
Executor: I have never lied to you, Rose.
Rose: You told me time and time again that I could defeat Ridley and then you told me that I would finally find peace after Fallen Heroes. Well neither of those promises have came true. All you have told me has been lies!
Executor: I never told you that you would defeat Ridley, I told you that you should be able to and you may yet find your peace. I have told you nothing but the truth.
Rose is struck by the slight truth in his words, but does not skip a beat.
Rose: Why have you come back?
Executor: I have come to assist you.
Rose: I don’t need any of your “assistance”.
Executor: Why?
Rose: Over the past year I have learned that demons don’t make good allies.
Executor: I am not a Demon and you need my help. Do you honestly think you can defeat Ridley when you couldn’t beat him with the entire match stacked in your favor?
A sense of doubt passes through her mine and for a split second her eyes concede defeat and that is all The Executor needs.
Executor: I saw what you did to him earlier this week and I was very impressed. That is how you will defeat him, by taking the fight to him. If you underestimate him again….
Executor eyes her Bible laying on her reading table.
Executor: Even your God will not be able to save you from his wrath.
Rose: I will not fail again…<br> Executor: You had better not fail again, or you will start on a path from which you may never return. I only hope you don’t put too much faith in your pitiful God. When has he ever answered your prayers?
Rose looks very irritated and her voice fills with anger.
Rose: I think you have mocked me quite enough, now if you will excuse me, I am leaving for tonight------
Rose goes to walk out the door, but she stops at the exit.
Rose: And if you ever mock me again, nobody will be able to save you from my wrath.
Rose walks out of her own locker room and The Executor stands there for a bit, but bursts into laughter after she has gone.
Executor: Very good……
The screen slowly fades to black.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 19, 2005 16:34:22 GMT -5
Match 8: BK, Angelo, and Vinnie vs Latino, AK, and Yoko - Elimination Rules (Credit: BK)
It’s at last time for the main event, and Philip has to circle the ring several times with his mic poised before there is sufficient quiet for him to speak.
Philip: Ladies and Gentlemen, tonight’s main event is a 6 person Tag - Elimination match, which will continue until all the members of one team have been eliminated by pinfall or submission. Introducing first, from Lansing Michigan….Vinnie Dulario!
”For whom the Bell Tolls” plays, and Vinnie heads out to a chorus of boos. He shrugs this off and heads down to the ring, pacing around and flexing his muscles to warm up, just the merest hint of a preoccupation with other events apparent in his eyes.
“I’m a Bomb” replaces Metallica, and the fans perk up at once as AK paces out into the spotlights, all smiles at the thought of the match to come.
Philip: The first competitor for the opposing team…….from London England, Alicia “Atomic” Kitsune!
AK zig zags across the walkway, greeting the audience and admiring the various works of art masquerading as banners. She slides into the ring and gives Philip a nod before taking up a position on the opposite side of the ring to Vinnie. The two make eye contact for just a fraction of a second in acknowledgement of one another, and then turn their attention back to the stage.
Philip: Next, from New York…….Angelo “The Venom” Giovanni!
”The way I am” heralds Angelo’s entrance, along with a crescendo of boos. Angelo succeeds in chin flicking most of the fans as he strides to the ring; he jumps over the ropes and stalks around, and then starts to get in AK’s face until the ref warns him off. AK just raises an eyebrow, but when the ref’s back is turned she can’t resist giving Angelo the “Loser” forehead signal. Angelo practically explodes on the spot, but then “Lowrider” blasts into the arena and Angelo thinks better of it as Latino comes out at a run.
Philip: From New York City……..Victor “Latino” Laureano!
Latino doesn’t waste time in getting to the ring; he rolls inside and thumps his chest, firing up the fans. Angelo smirks; Vinnie ignores the testosterone fuelled display.
The music switches to “Public Service Announcement”, and the booing’s back with a vengeance as BK swans out into the limelight.
Philip: The final member of his team, from Brooklyn New York, the “Boy Wonder” BK London”!
BK stalks to the ring, and Latino watches him like a hawk; there’s no shouting and posturing between the two, just a silent glare of mutual dislike. They continue their staredown as “Flower of Carnage” hits, and the World Champion enters to a large pop.
Philip: And last but certainly not least, from Okinawa Japan, the current ACW World Champion…….Yoko Satoshi!
Yoko carries her belt down to the ring; she holds it defiantly in front of her three opponents before handing it to the referee. She and Vinnie shoot eyeball daggers at one another, and just as the ref’s about to call for the starters to come forward, Vinnie dispenses with protocol and throws a punch at Yoko. She ducks, but this seems to be the signal for everything to kick off, and the fans cheer enthusiastically as the match, or rather brawl, gets underway.
Bell Rings.
The two teams are exploding in the center of the ring as the crowd cheers for this competitive action, Vinnie and Yoko are exchanging blows, AK and Angelo are, and so are Latino and BK. The faces begin to get the upper hand in this battle and Vinnie is clotheslined over the ropes by Yoko, but soon after Angelo is sent soaring over the top rope to the outside leaving BK in the ring alone. Latino throws a right hand to BK and BK holds his jaw turning around only to receive another punch by AK on the outside. BK holds his jaw again and turns around before being laid out by the ACW Champion Yoko. Yoko indicates that she’s good to carry on, and picks up BK by his head as the ACW Couple of Latino and AK head to their corner. Yoko chops BK in the chest and BK holds his chest in pain, Yoko hits BK with another knife edge chop to the chest and BK now falls back onto the ropes. Yoko whips BK off the ropes and as BK bounces back he receives a Backbody Drop for his troubles. BK holds his back in pain before rolling out the ring to recover from Yoko's onslaught. BK is pissed and he kick the steel steps, the count by the referee begins and Angelo and Vinnie begin to talk to BK. The three huddle up and by the count of 5 the huddle is broken and BK returns into the ring. Yoko seems puzzled at what the two were planning but she wastes no time taking it to BK to several kicks to the abdomen. Yoko attempts a Swinging Neckbreaker but BK counters it in mid-turn into a Backslide Pin. As Yoko's shoulders are pinned to the mat the referee counts one, two, th-- but Yoko kicks out before Latino can come in and make the save. The referee instructs Latino to get back to his corner and Angelo and Giovanni quickly enter the ring and Double Team Yoko with a Double Suplex before heading back to their corner. The referee turns around and BK slyly hooks the leg of Yoko but Yoko kicks out before three. BK begins to grow frustrated but he picks up Yoko by her hair and tags in Angelo Giovanni.
Angelo enters the ring and quickly takes Yoko down with clubbing blows to the back, he then begins stomping away at Yoko before placing her head on the ropes and driving his knee into the back of her neck, choking her. The referee begins the count and Angelo releases at 4 right before he can be disqualified. Angelo argues with the ref and then he continues to work on Yoko. As he goes to pick her up she hits him with a Jawbreak out of nowhere. Angelo holds his jaw and Yoko follows up with a Standing Dropkick to take down the Italian superstar. Yoko slowly begins to stagger to her feet knowing she needs to make the tag but as she begins to walk over to her corner Angelo trips her and locks his leg around hers so she can't escape. Yoko begins to still try to crawl toward the corner but Vinnie quickly enters the ring and drops on elbow on the back of her neck before heading back to his corner. Angelo drags Yoko by her leg to the corner and Yoko begins to get to a vertical base on one foot. As Angelo is about to make the tag Yoko drops him down to the mat with an Enziguri. Angelo holds the back of his head in great pain and Yoko slowly crawls to his corner and AK is extending her hand far to get a piece of Angelo. Yoko dives and makes the tag to AK and AK bursts into the ring. As Angelo gets up she takes him down with a clothesline, Angelo gets up again AK this time takes him down with a Armdrag. When Angelo gets up he is so taken by this barrage of attacks he heads to the turnbuckle, AK runs up to him and tosses him across the ring with a Monkey Flip. Angelo lands on his back and AK picks him up and whips him into the ropes. AK attempts a clothesline but Angelo ducks and as Angelo rebounds off the ropes AK takes him down with a Harley Race like knee.
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