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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 16, 2005 16:10:13 GMT -5
Segment: Only one way out (Credit: Rose)
“Death renders all men equal” - Unknown Philosopher
The scene opens in front of ACW’s traditional promo area. Alexandra “The White Rose” Kaesar stands in front of the camera and she coldly stares into it with her confident eyes, but she does not let out what she is thinking. She looks as if she has something urgent to address and she speaks in nearly a whisper.
Rose: This is the way that you want it to end? I asked you that question in the ring Monday and you answered me in your own way. Your silence said more than any of your words could. If you had said something……anything….I would have known that you were just playing mind games with me, but your silence told me that you were tired. I know that you are tired of this war between us and I know that you have made the same assumption that I have……It can only end when one of us can no longer breathe. It can only end when one of us is no longer living and I find that very fitting.
Rose closes her eyes and it looks like she is remembering some far off time. The expression on her face is difficult to read, but it appears as if her memories are bringing her a great deal of sadness. She starts to speak again and her voice is indeed filled with sadness.
Rose: You’ve been dead before…..you’ve seen things that I cannot possibly hope to imagine and like the phoenix, you were reborn. You were reborn into this world and given the one thing that many mortals never get, you were given a second chance. You were given a chance to right all the wrongs that you had done and you were given a chance to leave behind a great legacy when your time finally came. You were given all of this, but you didn’t really change. You only created more wrongs and your pride wouldn’t allow you to apologize for your previous acts. We could have lived a quiet life together and we could have had a wonderful child who would have a chance to succeed where we had failed, but you wouldn’t have it. You took the dark and lonely road and it is a road that will take you right into Omega Effect and that’s where I will be waiting for you.
Rose’s sad nostalgic feelings are slowly turning to anger. Her voice begins to rise as she remembers all the horrible things she has done while under the spell of a man she once loved above all other things.
Rose: I gave you that second chance. I risked my own life to give you a second chance and back then I would have been happy to see you alive again, no matter how long. I brought you back into this world……….
She pauses for a bit to keep control of herself and she chooses her next words very carefully.
Rose: I brought all this upon myself by bringing you back and now I believe I would have been happier remembering you as you were before I brought you back and not what you have become since you’ve returned. You were a good man back then and I was content to give you my love……….
Rose looks like she is very confused and she knows that is shows, so she decides to address it.
Rose: I won’t lie to you Ridley, I am very confused about many things right now, but I am very certain on what I will do to you and I know where this sad story will end…….
She pauses for dramatic effect and says these next words very slowly, allowing them to sink in one at a time.
Rose: It will end where it began so long ago……at Omega Effect and in an Industrial Revolution…
She only pauses for a second, but then she begins anew with her anger giving way to a calm, almost serene rage.
Rose: I don’t want the match to be sanctioned by ACW, because I know what the outcome will be. I will kill you Ridley…… This isn’t something I am saying to boost buy rates, because I am through with this company after I am finished with you. I am very serious, if need be, I will forcibly squeeze the life out of your body. You’ve driven me to this point and it is the only way that this can truly end. I know that you realize this as well and you are already determined to end my life as well, but all your efforts will be futile. I assisted you in your rebirth and I will be the one who helps you to your death. This is exactly how you want it to end, isn’t it?
Rose looks very exhausted as she finishes her last sentence and it becomes obvious that she is very tired. It seems that both her and Ridley are growing tired of this feud and they have both came to the same conclusion, one of them will have to die.
Fade out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 16, 2005 16:11:50 GMT -5
Segment: Predator’s ultimatum (Credit: Predator)
Once we are back in the arena, we see Wolf in the middle of the ring with a mic in hand. The crowd is fired up chanting "Thor Thor" and "Shit Yo" until Wolf speaks...
Wolf: Last week, the end of Predator's shittin was at hand yo! I laid the smackdown on his ass and boom, the 1 2 3, And here I am, The Next Big Thing, I am a former Tag Team Champion AND have defeated The Predator, you cannot and I mean CANNOT get much better then that! I call the shit now boys! From now on, its Wolf baby!
The crowd give the Fallout Superstar a huge pop before he begins to nod.
Wolf: Yeah baby, it’s all about the-
Wolf is instantly cut off as "Metallingus by Alter Bridge" hits the arena and Predator comes out bearing sunglasses. He is carrying a mic and the crowd greet him with boos.
Predator: Look here Wolf, I don't got alot of god damn time, but listen here, I am the single greatest competitor this industry has laid eyes on and I'll be damned if you take that away from me. This is not over Wolf, not by a fuckin' long shot. Remember, I got the Pred-Heads, you got nothing! See you Monday pooch.
Predator then drops his mic and goes through the curtains to the back as quickly as he came out. Wolf is standing there confused and decides to quickly head off to the back to try and get Predator and the show goes to a quick commercial break.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 16, 2005 16:12:23 GMT -5
Segment: Fight in the Restaurant (Credit: BK/Skurai)
As we come back from the show we get a shot at nearly have the restaurant destroyed, the camera follows the carnage and it leads them to BK London and Skurai, battling it out in the restaurant. Most of the people have already left but some are taking cover as some of their entrances have been blocked off by the debris of the broken tables.
Skurai smashes the head of BK London into the table and BK falls on the floor taking the table cloth with him. Skurai takes the table cloth and he wraps it around the throat of BK, choking him at the same time. BK's face begins to turn red and Skurai picks him up while it is still wrapped around his neck, Skurai then throws BK into the wall. BK can hardly stand up and BK is tossed over the bar into the bunch of bottles of various brands of alcohol. A loud shatter is heard throughout the restaurant.
BK staggers up to his feet and he is drenched in alcohol and a shot of Kiley is seen as she is staggering out of the bathroom, the effects of the ether from Skurai seems to be kicking in as she puts her arm around Pierre who is hiding behind a table.
Kiley: You know...you’re cute..
Pierre: We've got to get you out of here…this area is too dangerous.
Pierre grabs Kiley by the arm but Kiley pulls her arm away.
Kiley: Don't touch me..do you know who I am...I defeated the Diva Champ...if anything I am Hardcore dammit !! Arrgghh!
Kiley picks up a chair but the weight is too much for her and her knees buckle as the chair falls on top of her. Kiley is out unconscious as Pierre drags Kiley by her foot out of the restaurant.
Back on the other side of the restaurant BK is continuing to get his ass kicked by Skurai, BK walks over to a table and he picks up the vase and he smashes it into the head of Skurai. Skurai reels a bit as he doesn't fall having a strong head from all those chairshots in his past, BK then picks up the clam chowder and he throws it in the face of Skurai. Skurai holds his face as the temperature of the clam chowder is too hot for him. BK then lays out Skurai with a side kick to the head, Skurai is now down to one knee as he is still blinded and finally BK delivers the final crushing blow with a chair, breaking it over the back of Skurai to send him onto the ground.
BK: Take that bitch haha haha...wooaah.
BK drops to the ground as it appears Skurai has tripped him, BK falls down and lands on the fork on the ground as it pierces his skin, stabbing him. BK screams in pain and he rolls on his stomach and pulls the fork out of his back. BK begins to get up to his feet and he sees the swan ice sculpture. BK smiles as he picks up Skurai, and is about to whip him into the sculpture but Skurai counters it and BK goes head first into the sculpture. BK drops to the ground like a sack of bricks and then the sculpture falls on top of him, nearly freezing him in the process. Skurai picks up BK and he throws them into the kitchen as sirens can be heard coming from afar.
BK is hurled into a stove as Skurai makes his way into the kitchen. Trying to get himself up BK grabs the top of the stove not realizing it is still on. The alcohol from before ignites as BK’s hands go up in flame. Skurai laughs as BK puts them out in the nearest sink. BK, noticing Skurai, kicks a nearby cart of food at him. The cart hits Skurai right in the gut and takes him down immediately.
BK grabs a fork on the counter by him as he goes toward Skurai. He grabs Skurai in a headlock with one hand and begins to jab at his forehead with the fork. Skurai yelps out in pain as his forehead is busted wide open by BK vicious stabs but grabs a plate and breaks it over BK’s head. BK lets go off Skurai and reels back in pain. Skurai drags himself to a counter and helps himself up.
Skurai: You want to play with utensils BK? Bring on it on motherfucker.
Skurai grabs pizza cutter and rushes toward BK. He grabs BK by the hair and starts slicing at BK’s back. The blade cuts through BK’s shirt and skin as his back starts to look like a slice of meat. BK manages to hit Skurai right where it hurts with foot. Skurai staggers back clutching himself in the privates. BK picks up a salt shakes and hurls it right at Skurai’s face. Skurai screams in agony as he hits backs into a tank of lobsters. The glass shatters, as the sirens grow closer.
BK: I am going to end this right now.
BK runs at Skurai and hits him with a Running Calf Kick. He wastes no time in locking Skurai in the Corporate Lock. Skurai tries everything he can to get out but to no avail. BK smiles and applies more pressure to the lock. Skurai grabs a lobster and tosses it backs at BK. The lobster latches right on BK’s cheek as he lets go of the hold. Skurai gets up as BK rips the lobster off himself but it manages to take a piece of BK’s flesh. BK squeals like a girl and Skurai gets up to see.
Skurai: Oh I'm sorry lemme see, lemme see.
A tear flows down from BK's eye and he lets Skurai see the bruise and then Skurai slaps him down to the ground. Skurai picks up the legs of BK and he sets him up by the cabinet, Skurai then slingshots BK into the cabinet and BK goes head first into the steel door. BK drops down and the door of the cabinet swings open as plates fall out and smash over the head of BK. BK is out like a light and Skurai gets a chuckle out of this. Just then a door from the outside is heard being smashed open.
??: Alright put your damn hands up.
Skurai is about to head out the kitchen door but he is trapped as police has that side covered too. Skurai is trapped, and then the kitchen doors swings open and a ball is thrown in, smoke emerges from the ball and both Skurai and BK begin to cough before passing out. The two are out cold by the knock out gas and the police enter the kitchen and arrest both BK and Skurai.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 16, 2005 16:12:41 GMT -5
Segment: A testing request
The scene reverts to Mercer Stanton’s office; he’s organizing several papers while keeping half an eye on the matches in the arena. Elias walks back and forth, carefully keeping out of Stanton’s eyeline so as not to irritate him.
There is a knock on the door, and Elias automatically goes to answer it. There is a brief exchange of words, and then Elias closes the door over before approaching Stanton’s desk. Stanton finishes the paper he’s considering and then looks up.
Stanton: Yes?
Elias: One of the roster would like to speak with you. Shall I tell them to come back later?
Stanton puts down his work.
Stanton: No, show them in. I’m not doing anything that won’t wait a few minutes.
Elias nods, and returns to the door. It opens, and Alicia walks in. Her own white attire makes her almost hard to spot against the dazzling walls; she approaches the ornate desk, and Stanton stands up.
Stanton: Miss Kitsune…. It’s been some time since I had the pleasure of seeing you here.
Alicia: Yes, I’d forgotten just how much these rooms have changed.
Stanton motions to a chair, and both he and Alicia sit down.
Stanton: So, I perceive that this is not merely a social call.
Alicia: Indeed not.
She looks at the screen, which at the moment is showing the arena being prepared for the next match.
Alicia: I understand that you wish to put one of your protégés into a particular sort of match on Monday….. and if the opportunity is still available, I’d like to take him on.
Stanton gives a brief smile.
Stanton: I see. What makes you think that you’re a suitable opponent for Kiji? He has undergone a great deal of intensive tuition with one of the sport’s greatest practitioners, and I fully expect him to show the fruits of that in this match.
Alicia smiles back, and looks Stanton directly in the eye.
Alicia: That’s exactly why I want to challenge him. I want to step outside of the knowledge I have from the other fed members, and see just how far I can push myself. I think even you might be surprised, Mr. Stanton.
Stanton: That would be something indeed, Ms. Kitsune.
It’s perfectly clear to both Stanton and Alicia that both are withholding something here, but that something remains hidden, for now. Stanton considers for a few moments, and then gives a slight incline of his head.
Stanton: Very well…. I shall inform Kiji that his opponent has been selected. I wish you luck in the match.
Alicia: Thankyou. I look forward to the experience, sir. Goodnight.
Alicia stands up and walks out of the room without looking back. Elias opens and closes the door, before casting an enquiring glance at Stanton.
Stanton: Oh come now Elias, the woman’s not totally unaware, that much is certain. It’ll be interesting to see how far Kiji has to go before she’s hideously out of her depth…….very interesting indeed.
Stanton gives a final smile of anticipation, and then returns to his work as the scene fades out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 16, 2005 16:12:57 GMT -5
Match 6: Hunter & Angelo vs. G-Unit - Tables Match
The crowd is already getting very loud as they see the crew placing tables on the outside ready for the next contest, so much so that Philip has to wait a little before he can comfortably speak.
Philip: The next match is a tag team tables match. The winning team will be the first to drive both opponents through a table, either singularly or together. Introducing first, from New York…… representing the Senatorial Stable, Angelo Giovanni!
The crowd boos as “The Way I am” plays and Angelo walks out; Angelo just smirks and chin flicks the naysayers as he heads to the ring, looking confident for this match. He gets in and paces around, checking where the folded tables are.
Then, “Thunderstruck” hits, and the boos turn into cheers for Angelo’s partner for the evening.
Philip: And his teammate, also representing the Senatorial Stable…. From Rochester NY, Hunter!
Hunter comes out from the back quickly; he seems keen to get into the action, and proceeds to the ring without delay. He and Angelo greet one another and exchange a few words, preparing the way for their team strategy.
They are interrupted as “Defy You” plays, and Jonny and Gooey walk out together for what will almost certainly be one of their last matches as a team.
Philip: Their opponents, from Toronto Ontario and Saskatchewan, Moosejaw……. They are the ACW Tag Team champions, JonnyG and Gooeygarth, G Unit!
The crowd’s reaction is mixed; though they aren’t fans of some of G Unit’s recent behaviour, no one wants to see the team forcibly separated, and the crowd makes its support known. On the surface Jonny and Gooey behave as they have always done, but underneath there are signs that their relationship is being strained by the knowledge that they will have to fight each other for their jobs come the 25th. Just what effect this will have on this match, remains to be seen.
G Unit reach the ring and enter it. The referee, content that all is in order, calls for the bell.
Bell Rings.
Hunter and Gooey move forward the second the bell is heard and start to lay down fierce blows on one another; Angelo and Jonny each have the same idea and slide out of the ring to claim and set up tables on the outside ready for use. Angelo is done first and pushes a second table into the ring, still folded up; Jonny finishes with his and also re – enters the ring so that Gooey isn’t at risk of being double – teamed. Gooey, meanwhile, seems to be doing quite well on his own; he lands an elbow to the side of Hunter’s head and then suplexes him backward on to the folded up table. Hunter clutches his back briefly as he rolls off, and Gooey tries to lift him on to his shoulders with the view to dumping Hunter through one of the tables on the outside, but Hunter thrashes and gets free, dropping down behind Gooey. He delivers a rapid dropkick which sends Gooey over the over the ropes and on to the table close by – the table creaks, but holds firm. Hunter steps through the ropes and signals for the Rage, at which point Gooey rolls off of the table, gets underneath it, and amazes everyone by actually lifting the table from beneath with Hunter still balancing on it. Hunter wobbles, and has only a second to act; he turns around to face the ring, and seeing Jonny and Angelo still fighting one another he jumps from the table to the third rope, and from there into a flying crossbody. He’s not considered G Unit’s massive experience of tag competition, however, and Jonny neatly whips Angelo directly into Hunter’s flight path. The pair collide with great force, and Gooey, who is still carrying the table, runs around so that he’s as close to Jonny as he can get. Jonny picks up the dazed Angelo, passes him over the ropes to Gooey, and then the pair show off their combined strength with a double powerbomb through the table.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 16, 2005 16:13:21 GMT -5
Angelo looks to be out of it as Jonny and Gooey get back to their feet; in the ring, Hunter has recovered to discover that his side is now one table down. G Unit advance, looking to wrap up victory quickly while Angelo’s indisposed, but Hunter has different ideas. The crowd hangs on the edge of their seats as Hunter waits for his opponents to clear the ropes, and then charges forward almost Kamikaze style. His speed is impressive and Hunter succeeds in clotheslining both men at once, to a loud pop; he continues the short distance to the ropes and rebounds into a massive Spear, connecting with Jonny and carrying the pair of them some distance across the ring. Gooey kips up and closes on Hunter, who is getting up from his previous attack; Gooey puts on speed to try and catch Hunter out, but as he reaches him Hunter stands up and lifts the running Gooey in a smooth movement, and sidesteps the few feet to the ropes before throwing Gooey to the outside, missing the second standing table by inches. With a few seconds to think, Hunter runs over to the side of the ring where Angelo has been lying; he shouts at his partner to get back into the match, and Angelo tenaciously starts to pull himself up using the apron. Jonny is rising to his feet even as this is happening, and Hunter quickly collects the folded table, propping it up lengthways against the turnbuckle at about a 60 degree angle. Jonny moves in and Hunter has his hands full as his determined opponent forces him right back against the table; Jonny kicks Hunter repeatedly in the gut trying to force him right through the furniture, but the table holds out, and Hunter blocks Jonny’s next strike before using the Thunderstorm. Jonny looks dizzy as he tries to use the table to pull himself up, and Hunter gets a smile on his face; he checks over his shoulder, and sees that Angelo is doing a sterling job of keeping Gooey busy on the outside. The fans can sense that something big’s about to occur – and just as Jonny nears the vertical, Hunter runs right across the ring for maximum velocity and delivers a running APM, driving both his feet and Jonny’s head and shoulders through the weakened table with a crack. The crowd is beside itself as Hunter drags himself out of the split wreckage, and the score is now level – one more table break will win the match, but for who?
The noise of the table shattering serves as a wakeup call for Gooey; he understands at once that his team can only win by sending Hunter for a ride, and so he disables Angelo for a moment with a snapmare, before rolling back into the ring. Hunter has let his mind wander for just a moment as he admires his handiwork, and Gooey steams into him from behind, clubbing Hunter in the back and making him drop to his hands and knees. Gooey starts to stamp like crazy on Hunter, and Hunter rolls forward to escape – only to be met by Jonny exploding out of the debris like something out of a cheesy horror flick. Hunter struggles as Jonny and Gooey manhandle him toward the ropes and the one remaining standing table; they swing him a couple of times before chucking him over, and wait for the crash – but instead there is a thump, and as the camera angle shifts they see that the canny Angelo has pulled the table out of the way in the nick of time. Angelo jumps up on to the table, chin flicks G Unit, and then uses the ropes to launch his Mafiarana, taking Jonny down; Gooey makes a grab but Angelo scrambles away and gets up. The two men stare each other out for a second, and then Gooey charges; Angelo backs up rapidly, but Gooey catches up and drives Angelo back against the post. He tries to beat down Angelo, who ascends the post to get away; as the camera shot moves out, it can be seen that the pair are now standing above the shifted table. The epic struggle comes to a head as both men balance on top of the turnbuckle, not an easy feat for either of them; Hunter rolls back into the ring and blocks Jonny from attempting to tip the balance in Gooey’s favour. Jonny’s determination is absolute, and he ducks a kick from Hunter before executing his Jonormous Slam; but as he rolls back to his feet Jonny sees Angelo setting up for the Mafiabomb. He rushes forward, but is just a split second too late; Angelo jumps, and bombs Gooey through the last table. The sound is enormous, and stays that way as the bell rings to signal the end of the match.
Philip: Here are your winners……….Angelo Giovanni, and Hunter!
Angelo’s theme plays in recognition of his decisive impact; Hunter comes around and rolls out of the ring looking very pleased with his night’s work. Angelo has a smile the size of the Golden Gate bridge, and the stablemates congratulate one another as they celebrate; Jonny tries to help Gooey up, but Gooey is not happy, and walks away…. Perhaps this is the start of G Unit’s enforced breakup come Omega Effect. The crowd can only speculate, as the show cuts to commercials.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 16, 2005 16:14:18 GMT -5
Segment: The Great Debate (Credit: Latino/Senator)
After the break, it is apparent that the ring is not set up for any matches, as two podiums are set facing a table in the center of the ring. At the table, three chairs are set up, with a rather frazzled looking referee on one side, the ubiquitous ACW jack of all trades, "Textbook" Tim Dwight on the other one, and in the middle is none other than Raymond Allen Fleming, the newly appointed head referee. Fleming holds up his hand, and grabs a microphone.
RAF: Ok! If I may receive your attention, this is going to be a debate between Senator Steve Phillips, and the Latino One, Victor Laureano. The debate will be on the accused bias by the Senator in his two recent referee roles. Each person will get five minutes to state their case and then, a two minute closing statement.
Phillip: Announcing first, Latino!
Lowrider plays, and Latino makes his way to the ring, looking quite relaxed, with a drink in his hand, he does not appear to be taking the debate too seriously.
Phillip: Announcing next, the Senator!
The Senator comes out to the majestic strains of Hail to the Chief, and with Rena following him, carrying a suitcase. The Senator heads straight to the ring, with a cold, determined look in his eyes.
RAF: Now, you guys know the rules, the Senator will go first, and Latino will have a turn. Start the timer.
The Senator: Very well now. Thank you very much, Mr. Fleming, it is about time that we got a real referee around here! Now then, Mr. Laureano, you want to say that I was a biased referee in the last two matches that I worked. That is blatantly incorrect, sir. In the first match, at Spring Into Hell, the accusation is that I cost Miss Kitsune the win by taking the chair away from her second before she hit Angelo Giovanni. In that, I say that you are taking my actions out of their proper context. If you did not notice yourself, I also appropriated a steel chair from Mr. Giovanni earlier in the match, as well. That would hardly be considered unfair treatment. As for the...
Latino: *Cough* Mentiroso! *Cough*
Senator: As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted, in the second match, I once again was simply calling the match down the middle, taking no favorites. I went to take a chair away in that match, my actions being consistent with before! Now then, I want to say that...
RAF: Time's up. Latino, your turn, you have five minutes.
Latino: * takes a sip from his cup before he talks * Mira, first I have to say all you are talking is bullshit! I know you don’t like me and guess what? I don’t like you. Hey textbook hombre. HEY! Yea you! * Latino stumbles back and forth a little as it’s apparent this cup of beer isn’t his first tonight. * Yea….you! Don’t….you think….that El Senador looks like……an asshole?
The fans start chanting “Asshole! Asshole! Asshole!” Latino throws his cup in the air and jumps on the table. He starts shaking his shoulders as the fans cheer louder. He slaps his chest three times until he is swiftly pulled off the table by Raymond.
Dwight: Latino, would you please stop doing that?
RAF: If you do not get back to your podium, I will be forced to smash it over your head, do you understand that, you little varmint?
Latino: Hey chico, don't talk bad about my awesome shuffle!
Dwight: This was supposed to be a serious debate, if you want to show the world why the Senator was wrong, and prove it, then go back and tell the people, this isn't getting us anywhere...
Latino: Ok, if you put it that way, I'll tell the people, I'll tell them alright!
Latino finally relents, and goes back to his podium, with a large smirk on his face.
RAF: Senator, you have two minutes for a closing statement.
Senator: Thank you once again. Latino is incorrect in saying that I was a partial referee. I may have my differences with him, but I am an honorable individual. I did my job, even if the results are not what some people wanted to see, and that, my friends is nothing, but the truth! Latino, you and I have never seen eye to eye. I am sick and tired of these empty accusations, and your pathetic mindgames. You want to settle this problem? Settle it at Omega Effect. Thank you people that will be all.
RAF: Latino, your turn now, two minutes.
Latino: * Latino has just received another cup from an outside official and he quickly takes a big gulp. * Qué? Oh you…..want to fight…..me? Wait! I have to get this straight. The GREAT Senator. The man that has been a pain in my ass since GFWWE wants to face the Latino One. Mira chiquito….no I’ll say it in English to make sure everyone gets it. Look, I’ll fight you at Omega Effect and after that night….after all the talk, all the debates, all the interactions…..I’ll come out the winner. I’ll show you that not only are your referee skills worse than Gary trying to stay focused but so are your wrestling skills.
RAF: Ok, now to determine the winner. Terry, your winner?
Terry(the referee): Man, I think Latino won that one! He got that closing statement in there, and told the Senator that he sucks as a ref. That's my opinion.
RAF: Mr. Dwight?
Dwight: I think the Senator made a more coherent case than Latino for the most part...
Latino: Liar! You're friends with the Senator! You would pick him!
Dwight: *Sigh*...I think that the Senator made a more coherent case, although there was still a bit of faulty judgment, after all, he was taking chairs away in a no dq match, and such. But I do give my decision to the Senator, he outdebated Latino, flat and simple.
RAF: Very well, and as for my decision...
The Senator and Latino both stare RAF down, waiting for the decision, both men looking as if they would jump on the newly appointed head ref if he swings the decision to the other individual...
RAF: I could care less who I offend, but seeing that I might have to referee a match between the two of you, I refuse to release my judgment. The call is a split decision.
Senator: You might wish to rethink that...
RAF: Ok, I will...and I think that my decision will stand.
Senator: Excuse me, but you know, and I know that I made a fool of this slimy...
Latino: Yeah right, I made an ass of you, and you know it, hey, it's nothing but the truth, as you say!
Senator: You think so? Why not wait 'til Omega Effect? You want a piece of the Senator? Try me now!
Latino: Hey man, you want a match, I'll give you one...in fact, I'll give you...
Latino suddenly launches himself across the ring, decking the Senator with a flying forearm, and pounding him on the mat with repeated punches, before Tim Dwight and RAF pull him off...but the Senator does not enjoy being attacked with impunity, and takes a page from the Capitalists book, kicking Latino below the belt, and rolling out of the ring, standing side by side with Rena. Latino manages to face the Senator, and the two simply stare each other down as the show goes to the break. It is clear that the calm before the storm is growing more and more tense, before the inevitable explosion that will take place at...Omega Effect.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 16, 2005 16:14:38 GMT -5
Segment: Point of no return (Credit: Ridley)
The stars are the first thing in sight as the segment opens, looking up at the night sky. A sweeping view of the ACW arena is succeeded by a tight-in on the rooftop, revealing Ridley leaning on the rail with a distant look in his eyes. As he stares out into the night sky, Ridley seems to be in a deeper, more disturbed mood than usual.
Ridley: So it's come to this...
He shakes his head, looking down over the rail and hundreds of feet down to the ground. The sensation of being so high up would dizzy most men, but it only serves to enhance Ridley's thought process.
Ridley: I wonder why I pursued her after we met...there had to be some kind of indication that we'd eventually end up with blood in our eyes and fractured souls, right? And it's not like there was anything that screamed "special" about her...
It's a lie, and he knows it. After a second, Ridley gives up.
Ridley: Who am I kidding? I knew from the second I saw her I had to have her...and look where it's gotten me. We're at each other's throats worse than I've ever been with anyone. Maybe I SHOULD have given her that child she wanted...even if it would've crippled us from a strategic point of view, it IS what she wanted...
Slamming a fist down on the railing, Ridley gnashes his fangs together hard.
Ridley: GodDAMMIT! It wasn't supposed to be like this! Is THIS seriously how it ends for me, imprisoned in my own solitude, left deprived of everything that meant ANYTHING to me, with nothing left but...what? Death at the hands of the Illuminatus? THAT'S what I've got left? No...no, this is all incredibly wrong; there's no way it can be turning out like this...
He turns, his eyes starting to assume a certain crazed, manic look that we haven't seen in several months.
Ridley: No, it won't...there's still time to win Alexandra back...hell, I can find her right now, explain everything, and it'll be right back the way that it used to be. Vermillion hells, I can't tell WHAT I feel for her, love or hate...they're so similar by now, the intensity is overwhelming...all I know is that it's SOMETHING, something so intense I can't stay away from her now. I have to tell her...
Ridley steps toward the door to the stairs, but it swings open before he reaches it, and the head druid enters with a bow, stopping him short.
Druid 1: My lord.
Ridley: Make it fast, I've got business to attend to.
Druid 1: Ms. Kaesar has spoken.
Previously, Ridley had seemed ready to push past the druid and go find Rose, but now he stops, anticipating the answer with a mixture of hope and dread.
Ridley: ....and?
Druid 1: She intends to unmake you, my lord, in the IR match at Omega Effect.
A couple of seconds pass as Ridley looks at the druid, his mind processing this...and then he turns, slowly walking back to the railing.
Ridley: I understand. You may go.
As the hooded figure complies, vanishing back down the steps, Ridley's strength seems to leave him for just a second, and he half-slumps against the railing, squeezing his eyes shut. The despair, the love, and the hate, now completely indecipherable from each other, tear through his mind full-bore until they all emerge as one single, pure sensation...the rage.
Slowly straightening up, Ridley's hands slide into his cape and come out with his dual khukuri knives. The two blades scrape against each other over and over as he begins sharpening them on each other, his eyes never leaving the distant sky...
Ridley: All right...so this is how it has to end...so be it. Alexandra, I've still got a destiny to fulfill before I go...so I'm sorry, my darling...but if it comes down to me or you, I'm afraid you're not walking out of here come Omega Effect.
A final SHHHHIKTTT as the blades scrape across each other, letting a couple sparks fly, and Ridley holds them up to eye level to examine the knives.
Ridley: No...you've signed your own death warrant this time.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 16, 2005 16:15:02 GMT -5
Match 7: Wyvern vs. Daredevil (Credit: BK)
The fans wait patiently in the arena, wondering if the next match can in fact go ahead. All eyes are on Philip as he enters the ring.
Philip: This match is scheduled for one fall, coming to the ring weighing in at 225 pounds from Cardiff Wales, he is the ACW Lightweight Champion, Dan "Daredevil" White !!
"Mission Impossible 2 Theme" hits and Daredevil comes out to much of the crowd's support. DD has that shiny Lightweight Belt around his waist as he comes running down the ring and sliding in smoothly. DD hops up on the middle rope and he raises his belt in the air as the fans go crazy. DD hops down and he waits for his opponent to come down to the ring as he gives his belt to the timekeeper.
Philip: And his opponent, coming to the ring from Tacoma Washington weighing in at 220 pounds, he is the ACW International Champion, Wyvern !!
"Trip Like I Do" hits and the crowd goes nuts for Wyvern, but no Wyvern so far. After about 15 seconds Wyvern is seen stepping through the curtain with his arm bandaged up. Wyvern walks to the ring gingerly and he walks up the steel steps and slowly enters the ring. Wyvern seems to be ready to fight and takes off his belt and hands it to the timekeeper also. He and DD walk around the ring and as they walk to the center of the ring the ref signals for the bell.
The match starts off with both Daredevil and Wyvern locking up in the center of the ring, both superstars try to push their opponent in the corner but it ends off in a stalemate. Daredevil is tired of trying so he quickly changes strategies and wrenches the injured arm of Wyvern. Wyvern is in tons of pain as Daredevil now tries to yank his arm out of his socket. Wyvern rolls forward and kips up before taking down Daredevil with a deep arm drag. Daredevil gets up only to receive another armdrag, Daredevil gets up again and Wyvern kicks him in the abdomen before whipping him into the ropes. Daredevil comes off the ropes and Wyvern bends over for a backbody drop but Daredevil capitalizes with an Armbreaker, driving Wyvern's arm into the mat. Wyvern grips his arm in pain and Daredevil begins kicking away at Wyvern's arm, really focusing in the injured part. Daredevil knows that if he manages to get a win over Wyvern it will be big for him. DD picks up Wyvern and locks him in a hammerlock, Wyvern wails in pain and he tries to bend over to trip DD but DD has positioned his legs away from Wyvern. Wyvern looks up and he begins to run around the ring in a circle, a very unorthodox counter but a counter nonetheless as he falls to the ground, launching DD out the ring. DD lands hard on his back on the outside and Wyvern continues to clutch his arm in pain. Wyvern rolls outside on the other side of the ring and he waits for DD to begin to get up, Wyvern then runs around on the outside, jumps on the guardrail and runs on it before Shoulder Tackling DD to the ground. While proving to be effective Wyvern lands on his arm, continuing to hurt it. Wyvern endures the pain and he picks up DD, he hits him with a European Uppercut and then chops him in his chest by the announcers table. Wyvern now sets up for the bulldog but as he runs DD stops himself and pushes Wyvern shoulder first into the ring post.
Wyvern drops to the ground and lets out a huge yell as the crowd goes "Oooooh". DD gets to his feet and sees this as an opportunity to capitalize. DD rolls into the ring to break the count and then he rolls out and stomps away at Wyvern. DD picks up Wyvern and then he puts him in a hammerlock position before ramming his shoulder into the ring post again. Wyvern is writhing in pain on the floor on the outside and DD rolls him back into the ring. DD covers Wyvern but Wyvern manages to kick out before three. DD covers him again with the same result, DD wonders to himself "What the hell?" as he gets up and continues to kick away at Wyvern. DD then begins to take off the protective bandages around the arm of Wyvern. DD picks up Wyvern and wrenches his arm, DD then climbs up to the top rope and it seems as if he is going for the old school. DD slowly begins to walk on the ropes and it would seem he is doing the old school but instead DD jumps out the ring snapping Wyvern's arm on the ropes. Wyvern is now rolling around on the mat in pain as DD lands on his feet on the outside. The crowd applauds DD's maneuver and DD rolls back in the ring. DD now waits for Wyvern to stagger to his feet to deliver the final blow, Wyvern finally gets to his feet and DD attempts to take him down for the Fujiwara Armbar but Wyvern quickly counters it into a Backslide Pin. The ref counts one, two, thr-- but DD manages to free himself from the pin. DD gets up and he attempts to clothesline Wyvern but Wyvern ducks and he begins to punch Wyvern with his healthy hand. DD begins to reel and Wyvern bounces off the ropes and DD attempts the Stunt Bomb out of nowhere but Wyvern elbows out of it and as DD spins around Wyvern attempts the Fameasser. Just then DD moves out of the way and he turns Wyvern around taking him down to the ground with a Fujiwara Armbar.
Wyvern screams in pain as DD pulls the arm of Wyvern waay back. Wyvern tries to grab the ropes but he is too far away. The look on DD's face is priceless as for the first time in the match he knows he has it in the bag. Wyvern looks as if he is about to tap but Wyvern pushes himself up with one arm and he rolls forward. Wyvern then rolls up DD in a Oklahoma roll and then converts it into the Deus Ex Machina. DD tries to fight out of it but Wyvern gets it all in. DD screams in pain and he tries to crawl to the ropes but Wyvern pulls him back to the center. DD shows great persistence as 20 seconds into the move he has still yet to tap. Wyvern increases the pressure on the back of DD and finally DD gives up and taps. The bell rings.
Philip: And the winner of this match, via submission, International Champion, Wyvern.
"Trip Like I Do" hits and Wyvern drops face first into the mat. The referee checks on Wyvern and it seems he has passed out due to the pressure put on his arm in the match. The referee makes the "X" sign and more refs come out from the back and check on Wyvern. Wyvern slowly begins to regain consciousness and they help him to the back.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 16, 2005 16:16:02 GMT -5
Segment: Payment Needed (Credit: Hunter)
The scene opens and the camera instantly starts running down a hallway. It stops and turns towards a door, and the cameraman's hand appears and knocks on the door. The door opens and the man that we have seen guarding this door before looks at the camera.
Man: You're late.
He motions inside, and the cameraman walks in. He stands in the middle of the room and we see Hunter sitting in the room, holding his head in his hands. The cameraman walks up behind him, and Hunter jumps up. He turns around and his expression lightens.
Hunter: Oh...it's you.
He turns his attention back to the table and the hand he's on. The dealer flips over his cards, and as does Hunter.
Hunter: Shit.
Suddenly, a hand appears from offscreen and grabs Hunter's shoulder.
??: Hunter, Hunter, Hunter. You think you'd learn...
Hunter turns around and he looks at the grinning form of Vinnie Dulario standing above him.
Hunter: You'd be wrong. What do you want?
Vinnie takes out a familiar credit card. Hunter's eyes widen.
Vinnie: This card...this stupid piece of fucking plastic...is canceled. And we're still waiting for your payment.
Hunter: I had nothing to do with it! Mastercard just got a new system and everyone's cards have been screwing up!
Vinnie looks at the card.
Vinnie: It's Visa.
Hunter stares at him.
Hunter: Right...Visa...what did I say?
Vinnie shakes his head. He crushes the card in his hand as if it were sand. He drops it and grabs Hunter's shoulders. He then spins him around and moves in.
Vinnie: Quit fucking around. Where's our money?
Hunter: Well...I just lost a few games. That should be enough.
Vinnie looks at the dealer, who happens to be his right-hand man.
Vinnie: Vito, how much did he lose?
Vito: $1000.
Vinnie (smirking): Well that's payment for this crappy card.
Hunter: Come on, I don't have that on me!
Vinnie: Well get it!
Hunter: I can't.
Vinnie: Well then we have a problem. And when we have a problem, we get angry. And when we get angry...well, there's another problem. It's hard to find a mop and a woodchipper around here.
Hunter becomes silent. Memories of Fargo spring into his mind. He slowly reaches for his pocket and pulls out his wallet and hands it to Vinnie.
Hunter: There! There's all of my credit cards!
Vinnie opens the wallet.
Vinnie: There's no money here.
Hunter: You can get your payment from the cards!
Hunter then takes out a piece of paper when he notices Vinnie staring a hole through his head. He then takes out a pen and writes something down and gives the paper to Vinnie.
Hunter: Take that! It's my bank account number!
Vinnie stares at it and smiles.
Vinnie: We'll see what happens, then. Just know...if this doesn't give us the money...there will be an even bigger problem.
Vinnie turns and walks away. Hunter quickly stumbles to his feet and charges out the door.
Fade Out
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 16, 2005 16:17:28 GMT -5
Segment: No favoritism, please (Credit: Yoko)
As the scene opens, we see Yoko Satoshi approaching Mercer Stanton's office. She stops in front of the door, takes a deep breath, and knocks. It is answered by Elias.
Elias: Oh, it's you.
He opens the door further so she can enter, she does so. Stanton looks up from his desk.
Mercer: We weren't expecting you, this is a surprise. Won't you sit down?
She sits down in front of him as Elias walks back to his side. The room is silent for a moment, until Stanton breaks the silence.
Mercer: Is there...Something you wanted?
Yoko: This is hard for me to say.
Mercer: Go ahead, we're all friends here.
She takes another deep breath.
Yoko: I heard what you've been trying to do to Wyvern.
Mercer: Yeah? I think it's working quite well.
Yoko: I don't want you to make this easy for me. You want him to throw the match, I want to win it on my own.
Mercer: I'm simply trying to help.
Yoko: I don't WANT you to help. All you've done is try to help me, it's just making people hate me. Just like Mr. Floppy.
Mercer: Except I'm not selfish, I'm doing this for you. I helped you win your title, I helped you keep your title, I fixed your bunny, I got you..What do you call it, Heather?
Yoko: Yeah...But I didn't ask for any of it.
Mercer: Then what are you asking for?
Yoko: I'm asking you to leave me alone. Not in a mean way, just...Leave me alone. Let me beat Wyvern on my own.
Mercer: That's very noble of you, to want to actually win the match. What gimmick do you want, to make it easier? Four corners of pain?
Yoko: No! Just normal! Please, just STOP!
The room is quiet again.
Yoko: I'm sorry for my outburst. I want to beat him on my own, no gimmick. I'm trying to stop hurting people, you know that if you pay attention to what I do. Four corners of pain would be very bad in that case. So please, leave me alone.
He looks at her.
Mercer: If this is what you want.
Yoko: It is. Thank you.
She gets up and leaves.
Elias: That's unfortunate, she was promising.
Mercer: She was. A shame I have to do this.
Elias: Do what?
Mercer: Bring me the Yoko Satoshi versus Wyvern match contract.
A grin comes over his face as the scene fades out.
End Segment.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 16, 2005 16:18:22 GMT -5
Match 8: RDK vs. Latino
None of the matches tonight have disappointed, and there’s one more treat awaiting the fans as Philip enters the ring.
Philip: The main event tonight is a singles match set for one fall…….introducing first, from New York, Victor “Latino” Laureano!
”Lowrider” sends the crowd into overdrive, and Latino comes out very hyped up for the match (and thankfully now sober once again). He walks to the ring, looking around at the cheering hordes and their banners, before entering and getting up on the turnbuckles. Only when he’s been to all four corners does he return to the centre.
Philip: And his opponent, from Yellowknife, Canada……..the Macho Man, RDK!
The arena continues to resound with cheers as “Macho Man” plays, and RDK walks out looking primed and ready for a classic encounter. He slaps hands with the fans on the walkway, and also uses the turnbuckles to hail the crowd, who shout and cheer the whole way through. It takes a little time for things to settle to a point where the referee is comfortable to let the match start.
Bell Rings.
Even though there’s no title on the line in this match, the fans have been debating it heatedly in the days prior to Meltdown; opinion is split on just which of the two crowd favourites will come out on top here. Both Latino and RDK seem to be thinking the same thing, and they circle for a good few moments before the gap dissipates and they start to trade strikes. Neither man’s averse to a one – on – one fight of this type and both soak up several impacts before it becomes apparent that the evenness of their strength makes this a largely fruitless exercise. It’s RDK who changes tactics first; he whips Latino to the ropes and Latino ricochets back, head forward and arm extended. RDK steels himself to block the strike, but Latino’s got a surprise; instead of the clothesline he leapfrogs RDK and ducks instinctively so that as RDK spins around he misses with his lariat. Latino straightens up and grabs on to RDK, to deliver a suplex; he holds on, and the fans cheer as they see that Latino is trying to use his Three Shots as a weardown rather than in its normal capacity as a match – ender. RDK certainly isn’t expecting the first one, and Latino also manages to perform the second – but come the third, RDK slams on the brakes and resists Latino’s attempts to finish the combination. Instead, with Latino very close he capitalizes with a headbutt and then delivers a stalling suplex of his own, which draws an admiring coo from his more dedicated supporters. RDK tries a pin more out of curiosity than anything at this stage, and gets just short of a 2 count; Latino’s fans shout for him, and they’re “countered” by RDK’s supporters so that there’s a kind of battle outside the ring as well as inside it. Both RDK and Latino smile at this for a second before resuming their own contest.
A bit more toe to toe fighting ensues as both RDK and Latino ponder their next moves. Latino breaks the pattern this time, using his Russian leg sweep to bring the fight down to the mat; there’s a few moments of struggle until Latino sees a brief opportunity and applies his Indian Deathlock. He’s very careful, however, to make sure that he keeps out of RDK’s reach; RDK grits his teeth, but can’t resist a quip given the circumstances.
RDK: Would it help if I said you’d be on the couch for another month, Bruda?
Latino rolls his eyes and continues to apply pressure; the crowd laughs, and RDK’s supporters cheer him as he forces his way out of the hold. Instead of getting right up, however, RDK shows that he can play the same game by using his own Texas cloverleaf; now Latino’s the one feeling the strain, but his supporters are just as vocal as RDK’s and Latino gathers his own strength to force his way free. It’s clear to both men that neither is going to submit to the other, and so RDK returns to the style that suits him best; he hits Latino with a forearm to the head and whips him into the ropes again. Latino reaches them, but instead of rebounding he holds on, and as RDK moves forward Latino uses the ropes to launch a Hurricanrana. It connects and Latino pins, earning a 2 count; RDK, however, is far from being ready to throw in the towel and as the pair of them get back up almost in synch with one another, RDK pulls out a superkick from nowhere that Latino has no time to avoid. RDK doesn’t waste time; he delivers his Jabroni Buster – to – pin combination with aplomb, and Latino has to work to break out before the 3 count. RDK’s fans cheer, but Latino strikes back with lightning speed, using a DDT to stun RDK for the few seconds it takes him to get to the near corner. Latino raises his arms and performs his corkscrew moonsault, making his fans cheer even louder; the pin gets just past the 2 count, and now things are becoming decidedly serious as the two men rise and lock eyes with one another.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 16, 2005 16:18:57 GMT -5
The noise from the competing sets of fans is immense; RDK puts a hand to his ear, and as the Machomanics go wild, RDK starts to “macho up”. While under almost any other circumstances this would unite the fans, here Latino’s supporters fight back to make themselves heard until the arena is thundering with sound. Latino slaps himself across the chest and shakes his shoulders in classic style, and the fans are absolutely loving it; the noise hits a crescendo and at that moment Latino and RDK launch themselves at one another, pouring heart and soul into every blow. Latino lands a right hook and transitions into a Northern Lights Suplex; his pin gets a 2 count, and RDK kicks out, blocking Latino’s next punch to deliver his famous DDT and Elbow drop combination. The fans can see where this is heading, but it’s still just as exciting when RDK uses his moonsault; the impact is powerful and the crowd holds its breath, 1……2…… - kickout by Latino. Both men rise again, close to the ropes; they exchange punches and kicks trying to send one another over the top, but this proves to be futile, and RDK whips Latino into the corner, charging after him with a mighty shoulder tackle that makes Latino gasp as the air is taken out of him. RDK pulls Latino forward, and produces a Macho Slam; 1,2 – Latino kicks again, and RDK digs into his reserves to repeat the move. 1,2,th – another kickout, but this one’s much closer to the wire. The whole arena is going crazy, there’s a definite feeling that one more slam will do it, and RDK rallies…. But this time, Latino counters the spinebuster setup, flips over RDK’s shoulders and hits a neckbreaker. The noise gets almost painful, and Latino staggers to the corner; he signals for Last Night’s Hangover, and RDK just isn’t quite quick enough due to fatigue to avoid the impact. Latino shifts into a pin, and hooks the leg, exhausted…….and the ovation is incredible as the referee’s palm strikes for 3 just before RDK is able to summon the strength to kick again.
Philip: Here is your winner…….Latino!
The crowd continues to cheer itself silly for the incredible match; Latino and RDK both slowly get up, and they show their respect for each other with a handshake that quickly turns into a manly hug. The fans cheer for RDK as he steps down from the ring, and chants for both men continue as Latino celebrates his victory in the ring.
After a few minutes Latino heads to the back; RDK is alittle way behind, posing for pictures with a few lucky fans when a familiar voice is heard over the sound system.
?? : Randy! Randy! Up here!
RDK looks towards the titantron and TNT is on there and as the camera zooms out, he’s in front of a nice car... as the crowd boos him.
TNT: Nice wheels Randy, you're certainly living large, my friend. A 1991 Crown Victorian. I like it! Too bad I have to do this....
TNT elbows the Driver Side's Window and it shatters, as RDK looks with anger building up...
...TNT goes down and hotwires the car.
TNT: I’m sure you heard what the Chairman and Mr. Stanton said earlier, and personally I’ll sign the contract without a moment’s hesitation. That just leaves you….
The Crowd goes nuts…
TNT: So...what’s it going to be?
RDK asks for a mic, as the crowd chants “accept”.
RDK: YOU BET YOUR ASS I'LL FACE YOU AT OMEGA EFFECT!
The crowd erupts with cheers.
TNT: You've just signed your death sentence, anyway, tonight...for celebration of my win at Omega Effect already! I'm going joyriding...care to join me?
RDK: Brudah, I'm not stupid, I know this is a fuckin’ trap.
TNT: You have no choice, jackass, ‘cause I have your brother.
The Camera zooms out and Julien is on the ground tied at the hands and feet and mouth with duct tape. Julien screams a muffled "Help" for RDK...
...TNT slaps Julien and picks him up and throws him into the trunk and closes it shut.
TNT: I'll be waiting....
RDK gets out of the ring quickly as he runs up the ramp backstage and to the parking lot, as TNT is seen driving his car and speeding away…
RDK looks shellshocked, but quickly regains his head and stops a taxi which is miraculously just driving up by the magic of tv.
RDK: TAXI!!!!!
The taxi stops and the man sticks his head out the window.
RDK: I need to use this taxi, please!
Taxi driver: Oh my god! You're RDK!!! Of course, of course you can use by Taxi! Go ahead!
RDK: Thank you sir!
Taxi Driver: No problem
The Taxi Driver gets out of the car and RDK gets in and speeds away as the taxi driver waves….
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 16, 2005 16:19:23 GMT -5
The taxi that RDK drives speeds off in pursuit of TNT holding Julien hostage. The two vehicles make their way into the main highway and pass through plenty of traffic. TNT adjusts his mirror and gives a cocky smirk before picking up speed. The Macho Man is no pansy when it comes to the road however and soon as we know it he is catching up with TNT. TNT soon makes a sharp right turn that nearly sends RDK off the road however RDK is able to keep up once again. TNT cannot bear to make a critical mistake and allow RDK to get him so he hits the brakes. RDK goes spinning down the road and soon jumps outta the taxi. TNT unloads the ducktaped Julien and wheels him into a bar. RDK slowly approaches the building with interest and cannot figure out what it is. He walks in and cannot find TNT or Julien. There is a huge crowd of people and RDK feels confused. Yes indeed, for those who do not know, Randy has never seen a bar nor has ever had an alcoholic beverage in his life....
Musical String...
Randy: What's This? What's This? There’s people everywhere! What's This? Smoke seems to fill the air! What's This? I can't believe my eyes I must be dreaming, wake up Randy this isn't fair! What's This?
RDK points at a bar tender and then jumps onto and stands on a stool; in the arena the fans cheer as it becomes clear that RDK’s going to treat them to one of his legendary musical numbers.
Randy: What's This? What's This? There’s something very wrong! What's This? That dizzy guy is wearing a thong! What's This? The place is filled with lots of people laughing, everyone seems happy, have I possible gone daffy? What is This? ...What's This?
RDK leaps over onto a pool table and picks up an eight ball.
Randy: There’s groggy men throwing up stuff, they really need some beds...The busy bald guy serving liquids, he smacks them on the heads!? I see guys looking out the windows, two mad men look at me holding knives.., and somehow I feel for most of my live I have been deprived....
RDK kneels then leaps while grabbing a drink from a man.
Randy: Oh look, what's this? There putting on a show! ...They piss? Why that looks so unique...inspired?! They’re gathering around and telling stories, I feel like I am a story teller for hire! What's This?!
RDK runs up the stairs and swears he saw TNT.
Randy: What’s this? In here? They have a pinball machine! How queer! And who would ever think? And why? Its covered with little things, wires, lights and strings, and there’s a smile on almost anyone, so now correct me if I'm wrong! This looks like fun, this looks like fun, oh could it be I got my wish? What's this?!!
RDK runs to the top of the bar and scouts for TNT, he looks down to see a drunk fat man asleep.
Randy: Oh my, what now? A fat man is asleep! But look, everyone else bothers to make a peep! They're fools, no assholes to kick and scare him, no ugly women will bother to share him, he’s just merely stuck in some sort of dream land.....? ...What's this?!!
Randy flips over onto the dancing stage.
Randy: The intelligent people are missing, and children can't be found! And in their place seems to be good feeling all around! Instead of crowd chants I swear I hear weird music in the air, the smell of this beverage is absolutely everywhere.....
RDK twirls around and takes a performer's top hat and cane. He then cocks an eyebrow and the crowd in the bar cheer him on...
Randy: The sights! The sounds! They're everywhere and all, around! I've never felt so good, before! This empty place inside of me is filling up, I simply cannot get enough! I want it though, I want it though! I want it for my own! I've got to know, I've got to know, what is this place that I have found? WHAT IS THIS!!!?
The musical performance instantly stops as RDK is cut off by a smug TNT at the other end of the bar...
TNT: ……..It’s a bar, jackass. Jesus.
TNT finishes his drink.
TNT: Now Im'a take your fuckin' brother away for good ass cracker! Adios!
TNT is about to leave; the crowd, however, has been entranced by RDK’s performance and they part effortlessly for him to give chase. He catches up to TNT and the two begin to brawl. Julien tries to get out of the duct tape but it is no use. The two make it on to the road out of the bar and RDK outmatches TNT onto the road, hitting hard punches each time he strikes. A bus then is revealed to be on the horizon, and TNT looks at it and then looks back.
TNT: I guess that's all for today shit snap. Ciao.
And with that, TNT jumps and lands on the impending bus and disappears into the night. RDK and Julien could have sworn that TNT got squished but it is anyone's guess. RDK unties Julien and the two get into RDK's Crown Victoria...
Randy: Brudah, there’s one thing for sure, that jabroni has got it coming.
Julien: And that you are now familiar with the substance known as "alcohol" ...I think.
Randy: Brudah?
The sound of Julien laughing is the last thing we hear as the show comes to an even more bonkers than normal ending.
It’s been an exciting and positive end to Meltdown……what will Warfare bring?
Omega Effect is close, and there is still time for change and opportunity…..but for some members of ACW the ticking clock brings only impending downfall and destruction.
Fade to Black.
End of Show.
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Post by Santiago Rivera on Jun 16, 2005 16:20:06 GMT -5
Great Show!!!
VICTOLY!
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