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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 15, 2005 16:06:32 GMT -5
Match 4: Hunter vs. Jonny Spade (Credit: Daredevil)
Many fans have come here tonight just to see Hunter’s return, and there is plenty of cheering as Philip comes to the ring.
Philip: The following match is scheduled for one fall! Firstly, from Toronto, Canada, weighing in at two-hundred and fourty pounds, Jonny Spade!
The lights darken as ’Bodies’ by Drowning Pool hits, and suddenly spotlights fly around the arena. There are a few cheers coming from a section of the crowd, and the camera pans over to where Jonny is walking through the fans, however uncustomary-to-some he chooses to ignore them as he jumps the barricade, and then jumps onto the ring apron. He hops over the ropes as the trademark pyros set off, and Jonny waits in the corner for his opponent, of whom he’s fimiliar with after their epic tag team matches.
Philip: And from Rochester, New York, weighing at two hundred and fourty five pounds...Hunter!
’Painkiller’ by Judas Priest hits and Hunter walks out to a huge reception from the crowds, who are obviously happy to see him back after such a long time it seems away from the ACW. He runs down to the ring and slides through, watching Jonny as he climbs the turnbuckle and points up to the fans before jumping back down and preparing himself for battle as Philip exits the ring.
Bell rings
Jonny and Hunter know all too well about each other’s character as they leave their corners and lock up in the centre of the ring. Hunter wins the first battle, throwing Jonny against the ropes and attempts a clothesline but Jonny manages to duck the move. Hunter’s back is now at Jonny, and Jonny manages to capitalize as he plants a dropkick to the back of the head. Hunter falls at the ropes in the position that would set one up for the 6-1-9 move, but Jonny doesn’t even consider it, instead opting for the simple yet effective running knee to the neck. Hunter falls and Jonny slides down, locking in a choke hold but he is forced to let go after four seconds. Jonny is in a kneeling position, and just scowls at the referee before getting back to his feet, as Hunter slowly follows. The two lock up again and Jonny wins it this time, but Hunter manages to reverse the whip and he hurls Jonny at the ropes. Hunter lands a huge belly-to-belly suplex and the crowd goes nuts as he smirks at Jonny, before lifting him up and hitting a strong scoop slam in the centre of the ring. Hunter climbs the ropes and jumps for the flying elbow, but Jonny manages to roll out the way. Hunter lands with a thud in the ring and the crowd are quickly back to their seats as the two take a small breathe whilst the referee begins his count.
Jonny manages to get up before Hunter, and he feels he has the advantage as he throws a punch at the New Yorker. He throws another one, but this time Hunter catches the hand and lifts Jonny up in the air! The crowd cheer as he plants the Phoenix Exploder seemingly out of nowhere, and he makes the pin:
1
2
KICKOUT by Jonny Spade!
The fans are surprised as Jonny manages to get the shoulder up, if a little annoyed that Hunter didn’t get the win in his first match back in the ACW. Nonetheless, he shrugs it off and lifts Jonny back to his feet. He delivers a forearm to the neck of Jonny, and throws him at the ropes but this time Jonny reverses it, and manages to plant Hunter with a huge Arn Anderson Spinebuster in the centre of the ring. Jonny smirks, looking quite proud of himself as he gives Hunter a boot to the chest. The crowd boos but Jonny isn’t cothered in the slightest as he lifts Hunter up and knees him in the gut. Jonny goes to the back of Hunter and goes for the Killswitch, only for it to be denied by the late thinking of Hunter, managing to hit a hurricarana. The crowd cheer again as they feel that Hunter again has the advantage, walking over to Jonny who is in a sitting position. He lifts Jonny up and goes for the Shotgun, but Jonny reverses it into the S-Drop 3 (Rock Bottom into Backbreaker). He covers Hunter but to the cheers of the fans only gets a two count.
Jonny slams the ring mat in annoyance as he lifts Hunter up once again. The two wrestlers get into a front headlock which Jonny wins, scraping the eyes of Hunter. He hits an Irish Whip and follows it up with a Pendulum Backbreaker, which causes severe pain to Hunter’s back. Jonny smirks again, but knows he has to put the match out of Hunter’s reach, and so lifts the Rochesterian back to his feet, but so Hunter is facing away from Jonny. Jonny goes for a German Suplex but Hunter manages to sneak in a low blow before getting into his move prefered position of being behind Jonny. Hit hits the Poetic Justice, and the fans all count as the referee makes the pin: 1......2......kickout by Jonny again! Hunter is really getting pissed off now as he stands up, and gives Jonny a stomp to the head. He gives a second, and a third and then continues doing it until the referee is forced to intervene. Hunter lifts Jonny to his feet and delivers a powerful Irish Whip to the ropes, and hits the Mystery Olives. The crowd sense that the end is coming, and Hunter lifts a groggy Jonny Spade to his feet, and puts him in the position for the Shotgun. However Jonny his enough energy to elbow his way out of the starting hold, and as Hunter turns around he plants a Jonormous Slam! Jonny has enough energy to crawl over, and make the pin as the fans shout and plead for Hunter to show some life: 1!
2!!
3-NO!!!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 15, 2005 16:07:41 GMT -5
Hunter manages to lift a shoulder up a nanosecond before the three, to the delight of the fans and the pissing-offness of Jonny Spade. Jonny lifts Hunter up a final time and hits him with an Irish Whip, but Hunter manages to duck the intended move. Hunter bounces off the ropes and throws himself at Jonny, hitting a flying lariat. Hunter is getting the groove as he quickly jumps up, and plants Jonny with a clothesline. Jonny gets up again and Hunter hits another clothesline. Jonny gets up once more and ducks the clothesline, yet falls victim to a Neckbreaker Drop. Hunter jumps to his feet, signalling the Shotgun, hoping he will finally hit the move. He lifts Jonny up, in the Suplex position and drops him down, hitting the Rock Bottom part in full motion. He makes the cover, along with the chanting of the fans:
ONE!!
TWO!!!
THRE-KICKOUT by Jonny Spade!
The arena is silenced. They cannot believe what Jonny has just done, and neither can Hunter. The look on his face is a picture as it slowly brightens up with anger, and steam is almost seen pouring out his ears. However Hunter cools himself down, and lifts Jonny up for one last time. He throws Jonny into the turnbuckle and lifts him up so both are on top. Hunter lifts Jonny into a vertical suplex, but then turns 180 degrees so he is facing the ring. The fans smile as Hunter intends to plant a top-rope, Shotgun, and drops Jonny for the Rock Bottom, only Jonny quickly hits Hunter in the stomach, and hits a sensational Jonormous slam from the top turnbuckle to the centre of the ring! At The sametime Hunter grabs a hold of Jonny's face and both men slam deep into the mat. Jonny rolls over unconscious and The Referee starts to count.
ONE
TWO
THREE
FOUR
FIVE
SIX
SEVEN
EIGHT
NINE
TEN
Philip: Ladies and Gentlemen this match is a draw!
The crowd isn’t completely thrilled with the outcome, but there’s no doubting the quality of the match. Jonny gets up with a smirk, clearly highly pleased with himself, as he heads to the back; in the ring, Hunter pulls himself up. He looks angry with himself, but then he’s just getting back into full shape after his incarceration…. He’ll come back stronger than ever, and the fans cheer him to the back as the show takes a break.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 15, 2005 16:09:43 GMT -5
Segment: RDK’s address (Credit: RDK)
As the next item begins, we hear the voice of one of ACW’s resident announcers.
"Fast" Eddie Eddison: And we're back! Don't forget folks, one of our main event matches tonight, Macho Man RDK and Alicia Kitsune taking on the Senatorialites! Fallen Souls and Senator Steve Phillips! You don't wanna miss it!
We are back in the arena as the commercials come to a close and we can hear the "Macho Man" theme song as RDK is shown standing in the ring in his usual casual ensemble. He has a mic in hand and is wearing his signature shades. The crowd chant his name "Macho Man, Macho Man" many a time before he signals for them to calm down as he goes into one of those promo cutting modes.
Randy: Last week, Saturday night brudahs, Macho Man and Yokoberg were BUSY! OoOoh Yeeeah! Macho Up Here, slappity slap there, it was going all over the place brudahs! But the best The Macho Man could do was a legitimate tie as both of your favorite main eventers went down for the count of 10! The Macho Man knows those millions....
Crowd: And MILLIONS!
Randy: --Of fans out there want to see MachoMania run wild with the gold! But fret not brudahs, Whether Gary’s the champ, or even the Ravaged, The Macho Man will pull out all the stops to capture the strap! You better believe THAT! Now tonight, my opponents are of the Senatorial Stable, whom I have not really seen eye to eye on things with. Now that I think of it, one of the people on my list is in that stable brudahs! That's right, you all know he is...
The crowd thinks for a bit before they start chanting "Senator Senator Senator!"
Randy: Whatt!?! No brudahs! I'm talking Anthony Kalb! OoOoh Yeeah! He thinks cause he beat Skurai's old chum that he’s gonna be able to compete with the Macho Man? OoOoh Noooo! I'll tell ya what brudahs, macho or nacho, tomato potato, Davey or Danny, smacketh downs will be layeth on the jabroni candy asses whom cross the path of The Macho MAAAAYYYYYYUNN!
The crowd give a good response to this in agreement to what RDK has said.
Randy: Now it has come to The People's Champ's attention that my opponents are Fallen Souls and The Senator...oh boy brudahs, WHAT IS THE MACHO MAN GONNA DO AGAINST THEM? ...-I tell you what the Macho Man is gonna do! Randy laid the smacketh down on both their candy asses before, so it's gonna happen again, right here tonight, when I take one of them sumbitches, give em the old donka donk donk, cars a gonna honk, Aallllarrrrrrrrrrrrrrooooowwww.....--
RDK holds the mic and looks up at the ceiling.
Randy: --Never seen it comin', "piss muffins" as the third World Champion would put, GONNA BE A RUNNIN! You can take that to the bank brudahs! Even ask the 50+ jabronis who would come on down, wagging their tails...
RDK struts around and shouts "Wooooooo!"
Crowd: Wooooooo!
Randy: That's right brudahs, you'd think they were the next Ric Flair, but OoOoh Noo! Not the case at all my machomaniacs, once they were finished with the Mach, they were all hurtin', abdomen to crotch! OoOoh Yeeeeeah!
The crowd explodes in laughter and cheers.
Randy: Lord I was born a ramblin' man, no matter which god be damned way you put it, I've been a talker, not that I'm not a fighter, but when something's on The Macho Man's mind, it comes out like grandma Lee's French onion soup on a cold October evening! Dig that brudahs! So my partner tonight, is none other then the lovely wife of Victor Laureano, Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune. Now brudahs, I've tagged with this spicy mamma many a time, OoOoh Yeeah! We've even squashed the legendary and short lived team of Orochi and Yoko Satoshi! How do you like THAT? Alicia, I know you got what it takes sista, so tonight, let’s take down those senatorialites! And as for you, Senator and Fallen. All I have to say is I'm giving back the change you guys forgot when you first formed the stable over my limp body! It's the way she goes I'm afraid, so when the shots need to be called, and the spotlight needs shinin', The MACHO MAYYYYUNNN and the Atomic One are gonna be on top, another victory around their waists! Cause real Machos recognize real machos!
Pause, you know they're waiting for it.....
"OOOOOOH YEEEEEEAH!"
RDK throws down the mic as his music hits. The crowd send him off with a great response and he salutes them before making his way backstage, wondering what his next step in his quest for the world title will be...
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 15, 2005 16:12:05 GMT -5
Match 5: EOTR - Round One Cernunnos vs Angelo Giovanni
The fans have been waiting for the start of EOTR all night, and there is considerable excitement in the air as Philip enters the ring.
Philip: This is the opening 1st round match in the 2005 Emperor of the Ring Tournament. Introducing first, from Parts Unknown…. Cernunnos!
”The Phantom Overture” plays, and Cernunnos walks out slowly to the ring. He looks to be in an even more determined mood than usual following his loss of the tag titles at Heatwave, and Philip keeps his distance from the Celtic deity as he broods in a corner, awaiting his foe.
Philip: And his opponent, from New York, he is a member of the Senatorial Stable….. Angelo Giovanni!
”Suffocate” hits, and the fans cheer loudly as Angelo heads out into the spotlight. He approaches the ring, looking around him at the fans, and rolls inside; Philip takes his leave, and the referee approaches both men to go over the rules, but Angelo holds up a hand before he can speak. The fans, realizing something is up, become quieter.
Angelo: There’s no need for that. All you need to do is count.
Without any further explanation, Angelo rolls back out of the ring. Everyone is confused, but the referee has no choice but to call for the bell and start a count of 10. Cernunnos says nothing, but just stares at Angelo; Angelo waits for the count to reach its conclusion before turning on his heel and walking back toward the entrance. The fans have no idea how to react; some boo, angry at the lack of a real match, but others simply wonder what on earth has caused Angelo to act so far out of character. Philip, meanwhile, has to make the announcement of the official result.
Philip: Umm…. Well, technically, your winner via countout and advancing to the next round…. Cernunnos!
Cernunnos’ music hits; the big man shows no emotion as he leaves the ring, for in his eyes there is no point in celebrating a hollow victory. The tournament hasn’t had the most auspicious start, but with another match still to come the fans hope for better from the next two competitors, as the show cuts to commercials.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 15, 2005 16:12:38 GMT -5
Segment: Confrontation? (Credit: Latino & Jonny)
The scene opens up this time to the ACW hallways. Jonny Spade is shown walking down the hallway with a big grin on his face. It’s clear that he is more than happy as to the events that occurred at Heatwave. He is about to turn a corner but stops suddenly. Due to the camera angle, the fans in the audience and at home cannot see the reason why he stopped. He doesn’t move back though as it’s obvious that Jonny will stand his ground.
Jonny: Well, well I was wondering how long it would take to see you. What are you? Mad because we beat up the little woman?
Latino: Oh, mad isn’t the word to describe it Juanito. I’m here to make this short and sweet.
Jonny: Fine, go for it.
Latino: The next time I see you or your little amigos near my wife….you better run….run fast. Because I will not hesitate to chase you down on foot or in my lowrider I will not hesitate to do…WHATEVER springs to my mind. You got that?
Jonny: Heh oh yea I got that. Just don’t forget the odds are 6 to 1 and even if I see you coming after me. Who says I’ll be running away? I’ll be right here waiting.
Latino begins to turn around; Jonny grabs his shoulder.
Jonny (laughing): You should have seen your wife at Heatwave. When she thought it was you coming out to save her. She had the greatest look of hope….then despair. It was so much….fun taking her out like that. But it’ll be even better when it’s you.
Latino turns around is ready to attack but stops before he can do anything. He remembers his promise he made earlier and then backs off. He leaves as Jonny keeps laughing a bit, watching Latino walk away.
Jonny: See you soon Latino.
Fade to Black.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 15, 2005 16:13:12 GMT -5
Segment: Jinkies! (Credit:BK)
As the scene opens Angelo Giovanni is making his way down the hallway, clearly with a lot on his mind. He opens the door to his locker room and without even noticing the things in front of him he tosses his International Championship onto the sofa and begins to look at himself in the mirror. As he is checking out his bruises from the match with Cernunnos he is surprised when he sees BK appear behind him. Angelo is startled but only for a small moment.
BK: Hey Angelo, you know I was just walking around and thought I'd stop in your locker room. Since y'know, we are joint champions I feel it is great that we get to know each other and develop a prosperous relationship.
Angelo: Is that so?
BK: Absolutely, it seems like over the past month we have been bickering and fighting so I just say lets stop it and why not have a friendly battle next Monday inside of the 15 foot steel cage.
Angelo: Well here's a tip for you BK…you have 3 seconds to give back that belt before I...
Angelo begins to step closer to BK but BK steps back and then points down to the ground.
BK: Uh uh uhhhh.
As the camera gets a shot at the ground it shows a huge white line separating one half of the room from the other half. BK smiles showing his pearly whites and then adjusts the International Championship over his shoulder. BK: You see I have made sure that we don't get in any physical confrontations. Well I have a match against a *quote finger gesture*"mystery opponent". Toodles.
BK begins to try to walk away but after opening his eyes he realizes that he isn't moving. He looks back and sees Angelo holding onto the back of his black tanktop he usually has on before taking it off when wrestling.
Angelo: Whoa, Whoa, Whoa...where are you going buddy? We need time to get to know each other, let me introduce my fist to your face.
Angelo attempts to deck BK but BK ducks under, dodging the stiff right hand to the face. Just then the door opens and Angelo turns around to see who it is and it appears to be Kiley with some sort of object in his hand. BK grabs Angelo from behind, holding his arms behind him.
BK: Get him honey!!
Kiley pushes the button on the top and a liquid sprays out but Angelo ducks. The liquid meets BK's eyes and BK drops down onto the couch and begins screaming while holding his eyes and then it becomes more like crying. Just as Angelo begins to leave the room with the International Championship, Tyrone and Bruce pin him against the wall and Angelo drops the belt. BK rushes up and picks up the belt and with the help of Kiley he runs into a room. Angelo finally gets himself free and he runs intot he same room with BK. BK then runs out one of the rooms on the opposite side of the hall that he came into. He runs into the 4th door on the right and out come Angelo from the third door on the right, he then sees Tyrone and Bruce coming out of the 6th door on the left and he quickly escapes into the 2nd door on the left. They chase him and this whole scenario ends up like an episode of Scooby Doo minus the tunes from The Monkeys. It finally ends with BK and Kiley making their escape through the back exit and they walk around the entire arena with the IN Title in his possession.
Fade out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 15, 2005 16:13:55 GMT -5
Segment: Mercer’s final surprise (Credit: Yoko)
As the show comes back from commercial break, we see Ginger in the ring with a microphone.
Ginger: I believe that Heatwave was a fun PPV, don't you?
It's a cheap pop, but the crowd responds anyway.
Ginger: I must say, the highlight for me was Mercer Stanton resigning. But for you fans, I'm sure it was your world champion retaining yet again. Speaking of her, I'd like to ask her to come out here. Could you come out for a moment, Yoko?
After a moment's pause, Flower of Carnage begins to play. Seconds later, Yoko emerges from backstage, a little confused. She's proudly wearing her custom world title. A little less proudly, she's wearing the diva title as well. She makes her way to the ring and enters, confronting Ginger.
Yoko: You wanted something?
Ginger: Yes. As you know, Emperor of the Ring 2005 is coming up soon. Is there anyone in particular you would like to defend your world title against?
Yoko: Why do I get to choose?
Ginger: Well, you've defeated, or tied, everyone we've thrown at you in your reign. BK London, Alicia Kitsune, Bladeshadow, Michael Kross, Jade, Vinnie Dulario, Jonny, Angelo Giovanni, Scarlet, Hunter, Daredevil, Latino, Wyvern, Senator, Skurai, Rena, Predator, Jake Cheng. And while you tied RDK at Heatwave, you beat him in April. Then there are pre-reign victories over the likes of Ridley and Rose, among others.
Yoko: ...Yeah, that's a mighty impressive list.
Ginger: You've taken on nearly everyone, and beaten them. As of right now, your world title reign is at 174 days. So I'll just butt out and let you fight whoever you want at Emperor of the Ring.
Yoko: I don't even need to think it over, Ginger. I want to give RDK another shot, he took me to the limit! ...174 days, you say? Wow. I rock.
??: I'm afraid you won't be giving him another title shot.
Everyone looks at the entrance ramp for the voice, Ginger groans. It's Mercer Stanton, with Elias.
Ginger: No, you're gone. GONE.
Mercer: True, I am gone. But-
Ginger: Why are you even here?!
Mercer: Let me finish. With the papers I gave you on Heatwave announcing my resignation, there was another paper, with my last act before losing power. It's a real doozy, too, since I don't have to deal with complaints about it. I am, afterall, "gone."
Ginger: ...Last act?
Mercer: Yoko Satoshi is, as of tonight, by order of me before I lost my power, stripped of the world title. And I guess that diva belt too, since she hasn't defended it since her fight with AK.
The audience boos loudly. Ginger and Yoko are just speechless.
Ginger: ...Well ok, then. At Emperor of the Ring, to determine the new world champion, Yoko vs RDK!
Mercer: No, again. Yoko is barred from competing to become the new world champion. It will be between the #1 contender, and the #2 contender. Whoever they are is your choice, but it isn't Yoko. Yeah, I think I'm done now.
Stanton and Elias turn and exit at that last word. Ginger looks dumbfounded. Yoko nods, responding that it's ok, and hands him her belts. Ginger pushes the custom one back.
Ginger: You keep that, it's yours. No one else’s.
She holds it, and goes to the back. The show cuts to commercial.
End Segment.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 15, 2005 16:15:31 GMT -5
Match 6: Daredevil vs. Rena (Credit: Latino)
Next up is an intriguing contest; Philip is ready and waiting to do the honours.
Phillip: This next match up is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first from Cardiff, Wales, England…Daredevil!!
Live and Let Die starts to play as Daredevil comes out to a large amount of boos. He yells at a few fans and keeps walking down to the ring, intently focused on his match ahead. As he walks up the steps the fans keep booing even more and a few of them go the distance and start throwing random pieces of trash towards him. He dogdes a few cups of soda and enters the ring jumping over the top rope. Daredevil climbs the turnbuckle and raises his arms to the crowd as they continue to boo and a few fans yell out at him various obscenities.
Phillip: And his opponent from New York, NY…..Rena!
The crowd, mostly male and a few females, pops loud as Rena’s theme starts to play. She walks through the curtain and walks down the entranceway. Various male fans lean over trying to grab a hold of her but she moves to the side and looks back with a smile. She walks up the steps and enters the ring causing another pop from the male centered audience. She looks over at her opponent for the night with an evil grin as the bell is rung.
The Bell Rings.
As the bell echoes throughout the arena, Daredevil circles Rena. She stands in the middle of it slowly watching Daredevil and quickly goes for a chick kick. Daredevil ducks at the last second and lunges with an elbow smash to Rena’s head. She stumbles back and Daredevil continues his assault and he keeps throwing lefts and rights. He grips her arm and whips her into the ropes. As she returns she ducks his clothesline and returns with a textbook dropkick to the face of Daredevil. Now he is the one to stumble back as Rena rolls to the side and gets back to her feet. She runs at Daredevil and jumps at him. As she comes down she grabs his face and tries to give him a Jawbreaker but Daredevil grabs a hold of her by her hair and swings her around. Gathering up enough momentum he lets her go flying across the ring and into the farthest corner.
Daredevils charges in the corner and drives his foot into Rena’s stomach. He keeps at it repeatedly until she rolls over and goes to the outside. He runs up the turnbuckle and dives off with a CorkScrew Moonsault. Rena dodges out of the way, leaving Daredevil to crash down hard into the unforgiving mats. Both competitors are laid out as the Referee now counts.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
FIVE!
At the sound of Five Rena is the first to finally get back up. She holds her torso in pain but doesn’t hesitate to give Daredevil a heel kick to the right temple. She rolls in and out of the ring to break the count and as Daredevil gets up Rena attacks him with a kick tot he stomach. She tries for a DDT but Daredevil doesn’t go down. He pushes Rena down with force as the back of her smacks violently. Daredevil picks up Rena and goes for a Scoop Slam but she escapes the move sliding down the back of him. She pushes Daredevil into the barrier and a fan close by throws a cup full of soda at him. Daredevil quickly ducks and a loud scream is heard from behind him. He turns around to see Rena dripping wet from the soda. Laughing at her with a big smile Rena gives him a hard slap to the face. Daredevil stumbles around a bit and Rena throws him back in the ring, following along with him. She tries for a cover but Daredevil kicks out before the Referee can count. Rena gets up still angry over the outside incident and walks around Daredevil as he gets up slowly. She grabs him by the hair, standing him up, and whips him into the ropes. Daredevil gives Rena a shoulder block sending her into the ropes. He quickly gives her a closed fist to the jaw. She lunges back leaning against the rope and Daredevil keeps at it repeatedly, closed fist after closed fist. The Referee grabs him by the shoulder but Daredevil elbows him the face by the mistake. He keeps on going with the closed fists and the Referee again grabs him by the shoulder to stop him. This time Daredevil turns around and pushes the Referee a few steps back. Just as the Referee is about to make his call Rena comes from behind and gives him a low blow but grabs on and twists. Daredevil drops down to his knees in pain and Referee yells to the timekeeper.
Phillip: Ladies and Gentleman this match is a double Disqualification!
The fans are not happy as they start throwing more and more trash in the ring. Rena and Daredevil look at the referee in disbelief as to what they just heard. Rena is the first to walk over as she starts talking to the Referee. The camera can’t pick up the words but it clearly picks up Rena as she knees the Referee down below. The Referee is about to fall over but Daredevil catches him and quickly gives him a Stunt Bomb. By the time Daredevil is up Rena has left the ring and is halfway up the ramp. She looks back at him and then leaves the arena. The fans are still hostile over the ending and one good arm throws a full cup of soda straight in Daredevil’s face just as the show cuts to commercial.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 15, 2005 16:15:57 GMT -5
Commercial Break – Action-O’s cereal (Credit: Kudo)
Kudo is shown sitting in a standard dining room with the kitchen built right next to it. Kudo has just finished pouring the milk in a bowl of cereal and is now mixing everything around with his spoon. Before Kudo can take the first bite, ninjas in full black clothing jump out from random areas of house.
One ninja leaps from the kitchen area with a wok in one hand, lunging at Kudo. Kudo calmly sidesteps out of the way and twists the ninja over and flat out on the floor. The second ninja grabs a hold of a bag of cut carrot slices and throws them quickly at Kudo but they are just as quickly repelled back at him with just one hand.
Two ninjas rush out together but Kudo, still holding his bowl of cereal, acrobatically rolls through them, over the table. As the ninjas turn around, Kudo leaps and delivers two knees, one for each ninja. The screen is temporarily slow motioned to create a more dramatic effect, and then sped up as the ninjas collide into chairs set on the side.
Kudo takes a seat on top of the table and looks around for a bit, before scooping up another spoonful of cereal. Just then another ninja drops down from the chandelier above with his hand out, trying to get the cereal. Kudo rolls back and holds his legs in the air, catching the ninja on the stomach. Kudo bends his knees slightly and launches the ninja out the window, creating a final climactic crash.
Kudo kips back up then sits down with his legs folded, still with the bowl of cereal in his hand and finally is able to take a bite. A loud deep voice is then heard as the screen shows a close up of the box of cereal.
“Action-O’s. You’ll fight to have them, like ACW superstar, Kudo Yasuda. Part of a complete balanced breakfast….TO THE EXTREEEEEME!”
The screen then cuts back to Kudo spitting out his mouthful of cereal into the carrot ninja’s eyes, similar in style to poison mist.
Kudo: I HATE soggy cereal…
The screen fades to black, and all that’s heard are groans of agony from the ninja as the commercial ends.
-End-
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 15, 2005 16:17:15 GMT -5
Match 7: EOTR - Round One BK London vs Mystery Opponent
The penultimate match of the night is nigh; Philip picks up his mic and approaches the ring.
Philip: This is the second Emperor of the Ring 1st round match, set for one fall. Introducing first, from Brooklyn, New York…. BK London!
“Diamonds” hits, and BK gets a loud if rather negative reaction as he enters. He’s not bothered in the least by this and stalks down to the ring, owning the space all around him; he stretches and prepares to meet his mystery opponent. The fans are more than a little curious themselves; they lean forward in their seats, and having only just sat down are skyrocketed back to their feet by the unmistakable sound of “Oooooooh, Latiiiiino!”….
Philip: And his opponent, also from New York City…. Victor “Latino” Laureano!
The crowd whoops and cheers as Latino comes out on to the stage, slapping his chest and hyping everyone around him to the max. BK glares, but it’s clear that he wasn’t expecting such a tough foe; he’s already taking up a fighting stance as Latino enters the ring. Philip’s sixth sense kicks in and warns him to get out stat, and there’s little to delay the referee from calling for the bell.
Bell Rings.
The crowd is continuing to shout and make itself heard; no one needs reminding about the longstanding rivalry between these two men, and the distance between Latino and BK evaporates almost at once. They lock up, and struggle for a few moments before BK shoves Latino backward; Latino stays on his feet, and as BK smirks Latino surges forward with a sudden clothesline, catching BK out and sending him on to the mat back – first. Latino keeps going to the ropes and rebounds as BK flips back to his feet; the pair collide, and BK gets the best of it with a rapid spinebuster straight into a pin. The count almost reaches 2, but Latino’s kickout is powerful, and both men trade hissed insults as they get back up and circle for a moment or two. BK makes his move and lashes out with a stream of forearm blows; Latino takes the punishment and gives as good as he gets, so that in their desire to eliminate one another from the tournament as quickly and decisively as possible, both men take significant hits before their brains re – engage, and they pull back to consider their positions once more. The lull only lasts a matter of seconds, however; Latino moves forward, and though BK blocks his initial punch, he’s unable to stop a kick to the gut. BK grunts, and Latino capitalizes on his momentary weakness to hit a powerful Northern Lights Suplex, making his fans cheer. Latino goes for the cover and gets a solid 2, whereupon BK shoves him off and rolls to the outside. Adrenaline coursing through his body, Latino signals and goes for the Pitbull’s pounce; BK shifts out of the way, and Latino pays the price for his haste, landing roughly on the thin mats close to the announcers’ tables.
BK doesn’t waste a second; he rushes forward, and stamps furiously on his foe so that the people in the very front of the crowd wince at each impact. Latino isn’t prepared to just lie there and take it, of course; he pulls himself back to his feet, and sidesteps a clubbing blow from BK, delivering a german suplex that lands the pair of the perilously close to the steel steps. As they struggle back up, BK takes the upper hand once again and grasps Latino by the hair, trying to beat his head against the steps; he manages it a couple of times but then Latino resists, and kicks up and backward unseen by the referee. BK’s assault is stopped mid-flow by the unexpected retaliation, and Latino whips BK across toward the adjacent post. BK has only a second or so to react, and does so magnificently by running right at the post and kicking off of it into a flip; Latino, who’s already running after him, has no time to back off and gets splashed by BK. Hearing the ref’s count at 7, BK stomps Latino a couple more times and then gets back in the ring; Latino hauls himself to his feet, and then has to dive into the ring himself to avoid a baseball slide from BK. Both men scramble back up and some more toe – to – toe fighting ensues; Latino seems to be gradually overcoming BK after about 45 seconds of this, and signals for the three shots. The first is no problem, the second is resisted by BK, but Latino manages to pull it off, and BK’s position is precarious… the crowd is cheering wildly as Latino goes for the final suplex, but as Latino is trying to lift BK the sound of the fans changes, and Latino’s expression becomes angry as he sees the familiar figure of Jonny Spade approaching the ring. Distracted, Latino can’t finish his move, and BK struggles free; the referee sees Jonny hovering close by and tries to tell him to leave, but in the process misses BK pulling out the Shades of Michaels from nowhere. BK covers…. And then yells furiously as the ref hasn’t seen it; the ref turns around, realizes his mistake and slides in, but the delay is costly and Latino kicks out at 2.5. Enraged, BK starts yelling at the referee; the ref protests his innocence, and only now does Jonny make his move; as Latino is struggling to his feet, Jonny hops into the ring and nails his Towerhacker Bomb. The ref doesn’t see the interference, but BK does – and he certainly isn’t adverse to taking advantage. He throws himself into a pin as Jonny sidles back to his original position, and this time Latino’s kick is just a fraction too late. The crowd boos both at BK and Jonny as the bell rings.
Philip: Here is your winner, advancing to the second round….. BK London!
BK smiles and seems to enjoy the crowd’s annoyance at the outcome; he slides out of the ring, and simply gives Jonny a disdainful glance as he heads to the back. He’s one step closer to that title shot, and that’s all that matters to him. Latino slowly gets up… and then leaps to his feet when he realizes just what’s happened; Jonny is keeping distance between them, but he laughs as he backs away to the entrance, leaving Latino to fume in the ring. The crowd is certain that Latino will find a way to pay Jonny back for this one, and there is a final shot of Latino’s livid expression before the shoe cuts to commercials for the last time.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 15, 2005 16:18:00 GMT -5
Segment: An unexpected approach (Credit: Yoko)
Yoko is greeted by Scarlet outside of her locker room.
Scarlet: I saw what happened, that's awful! 174 days down the drain!
Yoko: Kind of...But I had fun. I beat the 91 day record, had a good run, and I get to keep my custom belt. It IS a little upsetting, though.
Scarlet: I'm sure you'll win it back soon enough. Hey, if you're upset...Want me to make you feel better?
Scarlet kisses Yoko.
Yoko: Definitely.
Scarlet leads Yoko to the couch. Before it can get any further than Yoko's jacket being unbuttoned though, Yoko sees some papers on the table with the big letters HWL at the top. Yoko motions for Scarlet to stop.
Yoko: Scarlet, when did that get here?
Scarlet: It was here when I got here, dunno. Is it the new bracket for the tournament?
Yoko glances over it.
Yoko: ...It's a contract offer.
Scarlet: What?!
The camera zooms in on the HWL contract, and fades out.
End Segment.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 15, 2005 16:18:55 GMT -5
Match 8: Macho Man RDK & Atomic Kitsune vs. FSX & The Senator
The crowd’s had a most enjoyable evening, and there’s one big treat left; Philip has a smile on his face as he enters the ring to finish discharging his duties for the evening.
Philip: Tonight’s main event is a Tag Team contest, set for one fall. Introducing first, representing the Senatorial stable…. from Seoul, South Korea, and Capitol Hill… FSX, and Senator Steve Philips!
”Hail to the chief” starts to play, and FSX and the Senator cut an impressive line as they walk toward the ring; the reaction is quite positive, and it’s obvious that the fans are expecting big things. They continue to shout and call out as the pair enter the ring; FSX and the Senator talk quietly abut tactics, letting all the noise wash over them. That is, of course, until “Macho Man” hits, and the sound levels become almost deafening.
Philip: And their opponents, from London England and Yellowknife Canada…. Alicia “Atomic” Kitsune and the Macho Man, R-D-K!
There’s a slight pause before AK and RDK come out; as they do, the crowd sees them both put on shades, the result being something akin to a Blues Brothers tribute crossed with Matrix – chic. The fans press forward, straining security to the limit in their eagerness to get close to their heroes; the Senator feigns looking at a non – existent watch as the pair finally get to the ring, and enter it. Excess clothing is disposed of on all sides, and there’s a moment or two of sizing up by all parties before the ref calls for two people to start. It seems that the Senator has already agreed to start for his side, and after a few seconds of deliberation RDK takes the phrase “Ladies first” as his cue, allowing AK to take the first shift. RDK and FSX depart for the apron, and without further ado the ref calls for the bell.
Bell Rings.
With things finally settling down on the outside, AK and the Senator face off against one another with caution and respect. They approach one another slowly, hands extended, until their fingertips touch – and it’s as if someone’s connected the electricity, as the match sparks into life and the Senator pulls AK toward him and lets fly with one, two, three snapping kicks to the ribs. AK grimaces, obviously feeling the effects, but strikes back with a double footed backflipping dropkick that pushes the air out of the Senator’s lungs, and puts a little distance between the pair of them. Senator, of course, is much too intelligent to give his opponent a breather; he comes forward again at once, and does some more damage with a series of his famed knife edge chops, trapping AK against the ropes. She manages to duck out after a few seconds, and dashes across the ring for a velocity boost from the opposite ropes; unfazed, the Senator comes forward to meet her and counters her tackle attempt into a smooth backbody drop. AK, however, has a trick or two of her own; once in the air she spins a full 360, and just manages to grab the top rope and cling on to prevent herself from hitting the mat. The Senator immediately notices the lack of a thump behind him and turns around quickly; as he’s doing this, AK twists around on the rope, and springboards into a hurracanrana. Without sufficient time to counter, the Senator is brought down; AK goes for a pin, but isn’t at all surprised when it’s broken at the 2 count. Spotting RDK on the apron, AK gives him a look that says “tag?” RDK nods, and AK makes the switch to try and maintain her side’s slight advantage.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 15, 2005 16:19:30 GMT -5
RDK gets a big pop as he rushes into the ring; the Senator comes under fire from a hail of punches, but stays cool under pressure and stops RDK’s attack temporarily with a swift dropkick to the knee. This gives the Senator enough time to back up to the ropes and get a run – up for his enziguri; it connects, and the Senator follows the prevailing trend, switiching with FSX who is already climbing up on to the turnbuckle. Disorientated, RDK can’t avoid FSX’s jumping crossbody tackle from on high, and the pair end up on the mat; the fans start to shout “RDK! RDK!” and the macho man responds, pulling himself back up and laying into FSX with a volley of punches before producing his scoop slam. Rather than take too much damage, however, FSX breaks RDK’s cover at 2 and rakes him across the eyes, switching with the Senator once again; in a supreme display of teamwork, the Senator rushes forward and counters RDK attempt to defend himself into the Liberaliser. The Senator makes a cover of his own, for just slightly more than a 2 count; when RDK kicks, the Senator changes tack and uses the Tax Cut. The effect is visible immediately, as RDK’s eyes widen; the Senator pours on the pressure, but RDK is one hell of a tough customer, and he refuses to tap. Equally, however, he is unable to free himself or get to the ropes, and as the seconds tick by it looks like there will be only one outcome – until AK takes matters into her own hands and breaks the hold with a direct attack on the Senator. Understandably, the referee is far from pleased; he orders her out and AK doesn’t argue – she’s at least given RDK a fighting chance, and the Macho Man pulls himself up on to aching legs. His fatigue is clear, however, and the Senator tags FSX again; they take full advantage of the 5 second grace period, and hit RDK with a mighty double powerbomb. FSX goes straight into a cover, and gets 2.5; as RDK staggers back up AK calls to him, but RDK looks at her and shakes his head. Many of the fans are confused, but a few understand – win or lose, RDK doesn’t want to be forced from the ring by his opponents, and he gives FSX a raised eyebrow before beckoning him to come forward.
FSX certainly doesn’t need to be told twice; he advances, and RDK has to defend himself against a barrage of powerful kicks. Using his speed advantage to the full, FSX gets behind RDK and pulls off the Soul Digger – the fans all crane forward as the pin is made, 1…2... – kickout by RDK! A cheer goes up, and as RDK stands, his eyes start to sparkle, and the fans go mental as RDK starts to macho up.
RDK: OoOoOoOoOoOoOH YEAH!
To his credit, FSX doesn’t back down; he storms in to attack, but RDK shrugs off his blows, and sends the fans wild with the Rockbottom. The effort, however, involved in this seems to trigger a wave of pain in RDK’s body; it lasts only a second, but it’s clear that the effects of his huge match at Heatwave are starting to make themselves felt as this match goes on. Sensing that his window of opportunity may be brief, RDK hurries to his corner and tags AK back in; AK vaults over the ropes, and FSX has to protect himself from a flurry of kicks from his much fresher opponent. FSX fights back and surprises everyone by producing a strong powerbomb when AK overdoes a lunging kick, and earns a 2 count as a result; as he gets up, however, he sees that AK is smiling.
FSX: What? You’re going to lose, and you think it’s funny?
AK: I was just thinking, FSX…. So much energy and drive…. It’s obvious that you’re not used to dealing with the big stage of the main event.
FSX looks angry at this comment; he moves forward and attacks again, but AK continues to smile and taunt him as they cross the ring.
AK: You’re getting pissed off. Not a good idea, love.
FSX: Hah, you wish. I’m just getting fired up to finish this match!
Keeping to his word, FSX nails AK with a kick to the temple that makes her legs buckle; now determined to grab victory, he rushes to the nearest corner and signals for the Defiance of Death. He takes off perfectly…. But as he descends, AK pulls her legs up and kicks skyward, connecting with her falling foe in a most painful manner. FSX rolls, in pain, and AK makes a pin; 1…2.. – FSX kicks, and still grimacing, crawls toward the Senator. The Senator extends his hand for the tag; FSX reaches out, but AK’s laughter practically singes his ears.
AK: See? You’re backing out, running to hide behind your leader. That’s all you are, FSX… a second stringer. And that’s all you’re ever going to be…
FSX doesn’t register the Senator slapping his hand and entering the ring; the red fog of anger is descending before his eyes and clouding everything. Through it, he can only see a figure in white, and with a yell of fury he leaps up and runs toward it, throwing himself into a spear. Only when he’s committed to it does AK get out of the way, and the crowd yells in shock as FSX mistakenly spears the Senator instead. As they hit the mat, AK rushes to RDK and tags him, and then drags FSX out of the ring before getting well clear of the area.
The crowd is going mental as RDK climbs up; he signals to all the Machomaniacs before launching into the Macho Moonsault. The Senator is in no condition to avoid it in time, and the move connects at full power. RDK stays in place, and a recovering FSX can only watch in horror as the referee counts the 1,2,3.
Philip: Here are your winners…. Alicia Kitsune, and the Macho Man RDK!
”Macho Man” hits once again, and RDK gets up, lifting his arms to acknowledge the crowd. As he gets out of the ring he passes FSX, who is hurrying to check on the Senator and try to explain what happened. AK and RDK congratulate each other on a job well done, and then head to the back; FSX watches them go, and the expression on his face shows that this won’t be a matchup that he forgets in a hurry….
EOTR is drawing closer, and has already created a huge stir. What will the next matches bring?
What plans are being hatched by the new stable on the block?
And now that the World Title is vacant, who will step up to the challenge of filling Yoko’s illustrious shoes?
Warfare may make us a little wiser.
Fade to Black.
End of Show.
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Post by BK London on Sept 15, 2005 16:21:29 GMT -5
WOOOO! Great Show, onto Warfare now.
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Post by Santiago Rivera on Sept 15, 2005 16:28:19 GMT -5
good show all
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