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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Jul 28, 2005 16:04:54 GMT -5
Segment: Raising the Hammer (Credit: Ridley, Kiji)
The melodic strains of the opera Carmen's "Habanera" echo over the Demiurge's office, but they fall on deaf ears; the man of the hour is listening to nothing outside of his own head. As he stands at the wall-spanning, floor-to-ceiling window, his eyes are surveying the same streets as Ridley's were. Even when the massive French doors swing open, their hinges screaming, his attention remains solely focused. Not until a voice finally addresses him does he deign to come back to the world of the conscious. Galder: M'lord, we've found them. It's a group of six now, currently holed up in an apartment building across the city. He turns, stepping into the light, and rubs his deathly pale fingertips together. As the artificial luminescence of the building falls across Drakul, we glimpse his features for the first time. It's odd that the first word coming to mind when glancing at a tyrant of this magnitude would be "delicate", but it is; despite his distinct resemblance to Ridley, he's several inches shorter and doesn't have as muscular a build. The Demiurge's ebony lips seem permanently set in almost a half-pout, reflected by the constantly bored look in his eyes. He waves a hand at the kneeling Galder, who rises to his feet. Drakul: I take it preparations are being made as we speak? The light plays havoc with Galder's bald head and pale (nearly as pale as Drakul's) skin as he nods fervently. Galder: I thought it'd be best not to take any chances this time, and so I've gotten together an assault team of fifty or so. He's favored with a smirk of approval. Drakul: Good. You're learning, Galder; you may still think with your libido over your brain, but at least you're learning. No, there's no such thing as overkill when it comes to some people. In fact, it'd probably be best if you took along someone from the Inner Circle. Galder: Shibari's agreed to accompany me to the site and oversee the attack. Drakul: Shibari is the female equivalent of yourself. A bitch in heat, unable to focus on anything but her own hormones, and constantly taking liberties that are sure to endanger the general objective. I swear, if it isn't you and that woman Malachi's with, it's her and Malachi himself. The lechery you two have in common, mark my words, can lead to nothing but ruin for both of you. Thoroughly chastised, Galder has no real alternative to bowing his head and enduring the tongue-lashing. Galder: I'm sorry, my lord. I won't fail you; whom do you recommend I take along? Drakul: Hmm. Obviously, it's going to have to be somebody efficient enough to offset the combined ineptitude of both you AND Shibari, so... There's a pause as he strokes his chin, pondering over the different possibilities, until a knock on the doors catches his attention. Temporarily pushing the matter aside, Drakul calls to whomever's behind the doors. Drakul: Enter.
A tall, exotic woman strides into the room. Her skin is a creamy tan color, and her long black hair flows down to the center of her back like a glossy waterfall. She is possessed of heavy-lidded brown eyes, making her look somewhat sleepy--these, along with her graceful movements, put one in mind of a lazy feline, but something in the way she carries herself suggests almost predatory alertness. A scarlet dress, with odd, hieroglyphic designs embroidered in gold over each breast, falls down to just above her ankles; a long slit up the sides of the dress up to her thighs provides greater freedom of movement and exposes flashes of her long, toned legs as she walks. Beige-colored open-toed high-heeled shoes round out her outfit, producing crisp clicking sounds as she moves across the marble floor of Drakul's office to stop in front of his desk.
Drakul: Ah, Sekhmet. Shibari and Galder will be leading an assault on a certain apartment building where Malachi and his little friends are hiding for the night. You will go with them and see to it that they don't fuck up. Understood?
The woman called Sekhmet nods, and turns to exit the room at a gesture of dismissal from Drakul, who stands silently for a moment before turning his gaze back to Galder.
Drakul: Begin preparing the men. And call the Angel traitor... tell him to be ready to make his move.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Jul 28, 2005 16:07:09 GMT -5
Segment: Blackthorne! (Credit: Yoko/Senator)
Coming back from the break, the camera is following Steve Phillips, who is briskly walking down a hallway. The Senator walks up to a door, flings it open, and enters. The cameraman finally comes up on the door, which is seen to be Mercer Stanton's office. The door slams shut, and the camera angle quickly switches to a set camera in the room, showing Stanton sitting at his desk, and Elias standing next to the door.
Mercer: Hello, Senator Phillips, what may I...
The Senator: Sorry, but this is not going to be a pleasant meeting.
Mercer: And why may that be?
Senator: I am going to stand alongside Ginger. I owe him loyalty for bringing me in here, whereas, I owe you nothing. You have done absolutly nothing for me, and I wish to keep it that way. My helping you was a mistake that I regret.
Mercer: Do you really think that it's that easy? I chose you, and that's all there is to it.
Elias shifts to cover the door, his hand slipping inside his coat jacket. The Senator turns around, keeping an eye on both Stanton and Elias.
Senator: If you will call Dirty Harry off my case, we will get on with business here.
Mercer: When you deal with me, this is how business is done, now, I ask you again, do you really think it is that easy to make such an important decision? You might find that the wrong choice might bring about unintended, and quite unpleasant results.
Elias now pulls his revolver out of his jacket, leveling it at the Senator's head, who now turns around entirely, facing the bodyguard, but the Senator does not flinch otherwise.
Senator: What do you think that this accomplishes? You think that you can shoot a United States Senator and get away with it? There is a security camera in this room, and even with the rather lawless state of this region, rest assured, you would not escape the consequences of such an act.
Mercer: You'd be surprised at what I can get away with. Now I'll say it again, you're going to fight for me.
Senator: Don't think you can dictate to me Stanton, you are nothing but a two bit crime lord, I know about your mob dealings! Go ahead, let loose your dog of war! I can handle him!
Mercer Stanton looks back and forth at the Senator and at Elias for a moment.
Mercer: You probably could if he were unarmed. But I won't let him at you, regardless. Wouldn't want him to hurt you before the big match at Seven Deadly Sins.
Senator: I have about had it with you, Stanton. I think I might just drag you down to the ring for a little "official" lesson on what happens to those who cross the 'ol Senator, Elias or no Elias...
The Senator lunges at Stanton's desk and reaches over it, grabbing Stanton by the collar. Stanton is unalarmed however, and quickly gives a motion to Elias to remain where he is before he does anything rash.
Senator: I knew you were bluffing with shooting me.
Mercer: Not a bluff actually, I just don't feel as though you're any threat to me.
Senator: I could snap your neck at any second.
Mercer: Now you're the one who's bluffing, that would end your career. I'll tell you one more time, you're signing with me.
Senator: And I'll tell you one more time, I'm not. You're not in a position to-
Mercer: Blackthorne.
The Senator immediately stops talking, his expression seemingly changing from a cocky, assured one, to the face of a person who has seen a ghost. His hands slip away from Stanton's collar.
Mercer: You appear to be at a loss for words, Senator Phillips. That would be a first, so here are a few that you may use: Mr. Stanton, I will sign with you.
Senator: How...no...there's no way...if that secret got out...countless people would be hurt...do you know what that would do to my constituants?
Mercer: Sign the paper. As you said, there is indeed a security camera in this room, in fact, there are four. I think that the people need to see this. This, or learn about Blackthorne.
The Senator shudders at the mention of that word again. He stumbles over to the desk, shaking his head and sighing repeatedly, taking Stanton's pen, he considers hurling it at the wall, but thinks better of it, and signs the paper.
Mercer: Thank you for you generosity, it has been a pleasure doing business with you. I look foward to our bright future here in ACW.
Fade out
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Jul 28, 2005 16:07:38 GMT -5
Segment: Repercussions (Credit: Senator)
As the camera returns to the show, Steve Phillips is shown pacing the hallway, his fists clenched tight enough to crush steel, and with a look upon his face that would have given Medusa a fright. Anthony Kalb and Kevin Fitsharris are standing by him and talking to him as we join the situation.
Kalb: Sir, if there's anything, anything I could do to help...
Fitsharris: What the hell is "Blackthorne," anyway, I mean, after that last scandal, nothing could've hurt your...
The Senator has had enough, suddenly clenching Fitsharris by the throat, shoving him against the wall.
The Senator: It's none of your blasted business! Mention that word again, Fitsharris, and so help me, I'll tear you to pieces!
Kalb: Hey! Stop that!
Senator: Stop what? How bout you get off my back, both of you, I'll settle my issues by my own means, by myself!
Kalb: You only know that working with that monster's going to be the end of you...what could possibly be worse than siding with him? It could be the end of both of your careers! You want to...
The Senator takes a brief sigh, and seems a bit calmer before interrupting his colleague.
Senator: Rest assured, if Stanton releases the info he has, it'll impact more people than you could imagine. I'm not joining him just to save my sorry hide. Anthony, Kevin, I only ask you this, I'm going to do this as honorably as I possibly can, but it's not going to be easy to represent someone who I consider to be an abominable thug. I just ask you two to stick by me, but not to interfere with what I have to do. Got that?
Kalb: Yeah...but that doesn't mean I like it...
Fitsharris: Same here, bossman.
Senator: I would not ask for anything else...except for you two to wander off and let me vent...and take that cameraman with you, while you are at it.
The Capitalists simply nod, as they walk off, taking the camera with them, and forcing the tech booth to signal for the...
Fade Out
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Jul 28, 2005 16:08:15 GMT -5
Segment/Match: Quick decisions (Rena for opening, Scarlet for match, Yoko for merging)
[i[Rena’s music slams into the speakers, as she heads down the ramp. She smiles, plotting on her way to the ring. People scream compliments and insults her way as she enters the ring.[/i]
Rena: Well, Well everyone…Tonight I have a big announcement. You know the Women’s title rumble I was thinking about…Well it will be tonight!
he crowd pops, and screams about the latest belt.
Rena: Will the competitors please join me?
Rena’s music hits, and everyone becomes silent. Kiley, Sakina, Demmy and Scarlet make their way to the ramp and stop suddenly. All of them look to Rena, then smile towards the crowd.
Rena: Tonight it will be…Scarlet, Demmy, Kiley, Sakina and I competing tonight in an anything goes KO/Submit/Pin/Elimination Rumble! And not only will it be tonight, it'll be...Right now!
The crowd pops again as a referee shows up and heads to the ring. The rest of the girls follow him and enter. Soon, each ACW Diva has entered the ring, all of them tense except for Rena and Scarlet. Rena is currently waving to the crowd while Scarlet looks merely bored. The bell rings and the match is underway!
Bell Rings
The Divas pause for a moment before deciding which opponent they want to go after. Scarlet signals Rena and the pair simultaneously charge at an unsuspecting Kiley. Rena strikes her with a viscous lunging roundhouse kick that knocks her to the floor, and Scarlet immediately follows up with a camel clutch. Kiley starts to scream in pain, as Scarlet's submission skills are top notch.
Oblivious to Kiley's anguish, Sakina and Demmy are dueling it out in the opposite corner. Demmy attempts a powerful clothesline, but the nimble Sakina ducks under her outstretched arm and counters with a Russian Leg Sweep. The Living Dead Girl's back hits the ground hard, and she arches her spine in obvious pain. Sakina stomps on Demmy's expose stomach twice before pulling her up by her hair and tossing her into the turnbuckle, face first. She tries to pick her up for a brain buster, but Sakina underestimated Demmy's endurance. She lashes out with a back kick and hits Sakina right in the gut. She then executes a flawless snap DDT. Demmy goes for the cover and gets a solid 2-count.
Meanwhile, Scarlet and Rena are taking it to Kiley, delivering stunning kicks and chops. Kiley got some offense in by connecting a drop kick to Rena's chin, but Scarlet covered for her "partner" by countering with a snapmare. She then locked in a sleeper hold, and Rena riled up the crowd by doing a hot booty dance. When Scarlet released her hold, Rena hit the early Hell in Heels perfectly, and covered Kiley. However, Kiley displayed unusual stamina by lifting her shoulders up from the mat, saving herself from pin fall. Scarlet, however, had other ideas, and pulled the still stunned woman up by her hair. Keeping a firm hold on her blonde hair, the Aikido master flipped over Kiley, so the two women were now back to back. She then used the momentum gained from the flip to hurl Kiley over the top ropes! Kiley is now eliminated!
Demmy and Sakina are trading heavy blows, neither managing to gain a firm upper hand. Finally, Sakina mounts some offense by connecting an Enziguri. Demmy falls to the ground, and Sakina locks in an ankle lock with a scissors on the leg. Demmy screams, shaking her head and trying to reach for the ropes. Sakina twists her ankle harder, using her experience as a deadly submissionist to keep Demmy away from the ropes. Rena and Scarlet run over and start stomping on Demmy's back as Sakina works over her ankle. Finally, the combined force of all three women seem to overwhelm Demmy, and she taps out to Sakina's hold.
The five contestants are now whittled down to three. Rena's and Scarlet's truce is now over, as the two Divas start to exchange blows, while Sakina merely looks on. Rena, while very fast and agile, is unable to keep up with the more experienced martial artist Scarlet. After connecting a powerful spinning kick, Scarlet seems to have broken down Rena's defense. However, Kiley, still angry about being eliminated so early, caught Scarlet's foot, who, with her limited experience, forgot the presence of the two eliminated woman outside the ring. She tripped Scarlet and the Irish woman fell flat on her face. Sakina and Rena then both picked her up and tossed her out of the ring for the elimination!
Now one-on-one, Sakina and Scarlet start to circle each other, neither one of them taking the initiative. It is Rena who breaks the stand still by falling to the ground and attempting a leg sweep. Sakina jumps over Rena's outstretched leg and plants a dropkick to her face. The crowd is roaring its approval, and Sakina climbs the turnbuckle while Rena is lying face up, unaware of where her opponent is. Sakina jumps off and hits Rena's torso with a powerful elbow drop. She then picks up the injured Rena by the hair and attempts a scoop slam. Rena displays great athleticism by countering the slam with a hurricanrana. Rena stands up slowly, clutching her stomach, and pushes Sakina outside the ropes, but Sakina manages to cling to the top rope!
Rena begins to push with all of her might, while Sakina clings on for dear life. The black-haired woman counters Rena's pushes with an elbow to the face. While stunned, Sakina picks her up and delivers a suplex from the outside, eliminating Rena from the competition!
Bell Rings
Philip: The winner, and FIRST Women's Champion, Sakina Khalida!
Sakina enters the ring again, and holds her hands up in glory as the new Women's Champion. She receives the belt and then holds it up while the crowd chants her name. The other girls, having waited at ringside to see who would win, leave now in disappointment.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Jul 28, 2005 16:09:00 GMT -5
Segment: What Dreams May Come (Credit: Ridley)
The strains of "Ataka No Matsu" are the first thing that really catches Ridley's attention. He raises his head, a bit surprised at the sudden manifestation of a flute and mandolin accompaniment, as if life needed a soundtrack. Sufficiently startled, Ridley now looks around, and the SECOND thing that catches his attention is the fact that he is most definitely not where he remembers himself being several seconds ago. This is certainly not Jif's apartment building. In fact, it doesn't seem to be anywhere at all. For all means and purposes, he's apparently standing on a terrace that's hurling itself through the dimensional fabric at a speed that most likely exceeds light, given the rapidity with which his cosmic surroundings pass. The fact that he can't feel any effects of the lightning-fast transit doesn't surprise Ridley at all; nothing really surprises him anymore, now that he thinks on it. Taking a calm look around the terrace, Ridley examines his surroundings; they're completely barren except for a circle of eight stone pillars, cracked and moss-covered. He takes all this in, and then calmly makes his deduction. Ridley: Aaaaaaaaaand it's a vision. ?: We have a winner, Johnny. He raises an eyebrow and turns around, and is not entirely surprised to behold the petite blonde standing right next to him. She smiles, lashes fluttering over blue eyes. Ridley: Definitely a vision. Frost: Oh, there's nothing that wrong with it, is there? Besides, these things are always informative. Ridley: I suppose you're right. Producing a wineglass and a bottle of Dom Perignon, Frost fills the glass, hands it to Ridley, and proceeds to swig down half the bottle. Ridley sips from the glass as Frost wipes off her mouth. Frost: So how're you holding up, Malachi? Ridley: I suppose I'm hanging in there. Frost: I told you it wouldn't be pretty. Look, at least you've got Alexandra back. That's got to count for something. Ridley: Indeed it does. She takes another swig off the Dom as they proceed to one side of the platform and take up a resting position in the shadow of a pillar. Ridley sits down and leans against the monolith, while Frost is content to remain standing next to him, leaning back as well. Frost: You know there are wolves among the flock, right? Ridley: Yeah...I guess it's pretty obvious. Maybe I should've done something to try to calm Faust down, but...it's too late now. Frost: So whatcha gonna do? In response, he aims two fingers off into the distance and simulates a gunshot, then blows the "smoke" off his fingertips. Ridley: Wait till he makes his move so I have probable cause, then blow his ass away. She slaps him on the shoulder, hesitating in her speech only to down more wine. Frost: Atta boy. Yeah, that's the Malachi I remember. Kill, kill, kill, kill, never a thought of negotiating. The Butcher of Birmingham. Sliding down to a seated position, Frost leans her head on Ridley's shoulder. He reciprocates by leaning his head onto hers, and for a second, the two siblings seem reunited, if only in some bizarre distant rift in consciousness. Ridley: I've been hoping you'd show up, actually...I wanted to apologize. Frost: For? He strokes his goatee, swirling the wine around in his glass. Ridley: Well...I suppose you could say I indirectly killed you. Frost chuckles, setting the Dom Perignon down next to her. Frost: You didn't kill me, Malachi. I would've died anyway; I think you only helped me. Ridley: But the operation wasn't successful. Frost: It didn't need to be. To tell you the truth, Malachi....Ridley...I was kinda glad. Marrow cancer isn't fun and games, y'know; I was in pain every day of my life. Thanks to you...well, now I'm free. I can't thank you enough for that. Ridley: And Maledict? Frost: You did the right thing there, too. We're happy. Maybe someday, after you zig when you should've zagged, the DeAngelo siblings can be reunited permanently...but for now, you're the last of us. You have to fulfill your role. Ridley: Heh...I doubt it'll be much longer. If all goes well, I'll be facing the Illuminatus, or at least the man who claims he is, and that'll be the last ride of the One Man Holocaust. Either way, I'm giving him hell before I die and achieve destiny. Frost: Hmm. Well, we will see, won't we... They stand and exchange a tight hug, albeit not tight enough to stop Frost from taking a drink mid-embrace. Ridley: Thanks. I needed to get all that off my chest. Frost: Likewise. It's good for the soul...even when you're technically nothing BUT a soul. She giggles. Frost: Love ya. See you around. Ridley: Yeah...I suppose you will, kiddo. Goodbye, Frost. Placing a hand on either side of Ridley's face, Frost pulls him in close so he can see straight into her icy blue eyes. Frost: Take care of yourself, okay? And I MEAN that. Ridley: Why? Is there--- Frost: No more time to talk. They're coming for you, Ridley. BAM. Quick as a flash, the world snaps back into reality, and Ridley sits bolt upright next to Rose. Although she's fast asleep from their spot, snuggled up together on Jif's couch, his predatory instincts are on full overdrive; he immediately stands, drawing both khukuris from their sheathes. Briefly stalking around the room and checking the exits reveals nothing, until Ridley gets a glimpse out the window. Crouching next to it, he glances out at the three SWAT-like vans that have pulled up outside the apartment complex, with more arriving, and the black Porsche directly behind them. A mass of humanity is already swarming out of the vans, armed and clad in night-vision headsets. Ridley: Oh.....fuck. It's a mass of violet. End.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Jul 28, 2005 16:10:34 GMT -5
Match: Wyvern vs TNT
Davey didn't write his match. Go to the corner, Davey. TO THE CORNER, AND PUT ON THE DUNCE CAP.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Jul 28, 2005 16:12:42 GMT -5
Segment: Nefarious Deeds (Credit: Yoko)
As the scene opens, we see Yoko on her laptop as her match draws near.
I Am Meta Knight: How fast do you think I can pin Jonny, Yuki?
Charichu006: I dunno.
I Am Meta Knight: I bet I can break a record or something. :-)
Charichu006: Maybe.
I Am Meta Knight: Is something wrong? You don't seem talkative.
Charichu006: Hitomi told me what you asked her that freaked her out.
I Am Meta Knight: So? I told you, too.
Charichu006: Her version was different.
I Am Meta Knight: What do you mean, different?
Charichu006: She said that you asked her if she'd ever thought about dating another girl.
I Am Meta Knight: ...
Charichu006: She also said you asked her if she ever...you know...touched herself.
I Am Meta Knight: That's insane. I don't know where she got her version, but I told you what I asked her.
Charichu006: Why would she lie?
I Am Meta Knight: Why would I?
Charichu006: Because you could get in trouble?
I Am Meta Knight: Yuki, she's eleven!
Charichu006: So? You've surprised everyone before with what you like!
I Am Meta Knight: But you know me, we've talked about this, I like girls my age! I'm NOT into that!
Charichu006 has signed off.
Yoko stares at her screen in confusion, taking a moment to realize she has been blocked. Confusion slowly turns into anger. Anger turns into raw energy that she yearns to take out on Jonny. He's in a lot more trouble now than he was before.
End Segment.
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Post by Yoko Satoshi on Jul 28, 2005 16:12:58 GMT -5
We see Philip in the ring.
Philip: This is the final match of the evening, and it's for the ACW World Heavyweight Title! Introducing first, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, the challenger, Jonny Spade!
Bodies plays, and Jonny comes out to the applause of his fans, and even some who aren't his fans. He has a big task ahead of him tonight, and he hopes he can pull it off.
Philip: And his opponent, the ACW World Heavyweight Champion, from Okinawa, Japan, Yoko Satoshi!
Yoko comes out slightly before Flower of Carnage hits, visibly upset and wanting to get this over with. The fans have a mixed reaction based on the AIM convo they just saw, is their favorite leading a secret life?
Bell Rings
The second it rings, Yoko runs at Jonny and nails him with a dropkick. This knocks him down, it was very unexpected. He quickly pops back up and grapples with her to keep her from speeding around with more attacks. He raises her for a vertical suplex, and falls before she can squirm out of it. He drops an elbow on her to keep her down, and runs against ropes and comes back with another elbow. She rolls out of the way this time.
As he's getting up, Yoko locks his head and drops him with an Evenflow DDT. She immediately runs against the ropes and delivers a led drop to him. She covers him, but kicks out before even a two count. She raises him and holds him in a dragon sleeper. Jonny's far too strong for this, though, and rises up. He slams her back against the turnbuckles, breaking the hold before it can do its damage.
However, Jonny feels a sharp pain in his groin and collapses, seeing Yoko giggle at him. Both he and the referee had missed this quick kick of hers. Yoko grabs his legs while he's stunned and twists them into a Texas Cloverleaf position. But before she can turn them, Jonny uses his leg strength to kick her away. She decides submissions aren't going to work on him.
As he rises to his feet, Yoko grins and leaps into the air with a Flying Guillotine. Jonny catches her in mid air though, and sloppily powerbombs her. She lands on her head and is nearly knocked out. Jonny covers. 1, 2, kickout. He yells at the referee, but picks Yoko up, not intent on making a mistake of letting her recover. He lifts her up into a Fireman's Carry. She begins to squirm, causing him to lose his grip. She falls behind him. When he turns, she kicks him in the stomach, and nails the Flying Guillotine and pins. 1, 2, 3.
Bell Rings
Philip: The winner, and STILL champion, Yoko Satoshi!
Yoko smiles at this, having taken out her earlier agression. She helps Jonny up to his feet. But then, she kicks him right between the legs at full force. He falls over in pain. She grabs his legs and spreads them, and begins dropping knee after knee into his groin. The bell rings several times, and she finally stops, and leaves as the referee attends to Jonny. The camera zooms in on his painful expression as the show fades out.
What IS Blackthorne?
Who IS Sekhmet?
Who will Ginger pick to combat Stanton and Senator?
What is the song Devil's Haircut by Beck about?
These answers and more, on Warfare!
End Show.
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Post by scrawn on Jul 28, 2005 16:14:00 GMT -5
Great show Yoko.
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Post by BK London on Jul 28, 2005 16:15:28 GMT -5
Great Show. Wish the people who were supposed to write the matches actually wrote them though.
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Post by Davey Marvel on Jul 28, 2005 16:17:36 GMT -5
In my defense I talked to Latino about this.
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Post by BK London on Jul 28, 2005 16:19:41 GMT -5
Latino isn't doing the show, Yoko is. You should've talked to her.
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Post by The Senator on Jul 28, 2005 16:20:51 GMT -5
A sure time for... [glow=red,2,300]The Senator's Moment of the Show![/glow] Ridley: Aaaaaaaaaand it's a vision.
?: We have a winner, Johnny.
He raises an eyebrow and turns around, and is not entirely surprised to behold the petite blonde standing right next to him. She smiles, lashes fluttering over blue eyes.
Ridley: Definitely a vision.
Frost: Oh, there's nothing that wrong with it, is there? Besides, these things are always informative.
Ridley: I suppose you're right. --------------------------------------- Quite a nice surprizing segment, I can't wait to see the culmination of all this.
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Post by hunter on Jul 28, 2005 16:20:57 GMT -5
Great show.
*shines belt in DD's face*
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Post by Davey Marvel on Jul 28, 2005 16:21:13 GMT -5
He wasn't availible. Then he asked me and I told him what I just said in my defense.
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