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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 22, 2005 15:46:06 GMT -5
Thursday Night Meltdown 22nd September 2005
Schedule of Matches: -----------------------------------
Hitman of the Gods vs. Rena & Paris
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EOTR - Round 1 Predator vs. Jonny Spade
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EOTR - Round 1 Sgt. Pilko vs. Mystery Opponent
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BK London vs. Gary
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Latino vs. Davey Marvel
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RDK vs. NBK
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ACW Light-Heavyweight Title Match Fallen Souls vs. Jake Cheng
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ACW Entertainment Title Match - Tap out, or Knock out Kudo vs. The Senator
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 22, 2005 15:48:09 GMT -5
Meltdown kicks off with pyros and the now obligatory shot of the cheering fans; a lot is going on in the world of ACW at the moment, and not least among these is the presence of what appears to be a pair of ornate staircases waiting in the wings to be deployed by the crew at the proper time. The exact contents of “BK London Appreciation Night II” have been speculated upon extensively, but no one really knows what to expect, and the fans will have to wait a little longer to find out.
With the formalities completed, the alphatron comes to life, and the first scene of the evening begins….
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 22, 2005 15:49:49 GMT -5
Segment: HELLO LADIES! (Credit: Hitman of the Gods)
As the camera fades into the locker room, we see fog emanating from the locker room. Someone must be showering. After a while, we hear the water pouring stop. A large hand grasps the towel and the towel is soon brought into the shower. The door then swings open and we see Hitman of the Gods. After making sure the towel is on tight enough, he walks towards the door of his locker room and turns the knob on the door. Soon, he walks out the locker room and is now walking down the hallway. Where is he going? All questions will be answered as we cut back to the arena. "I Love It Loud" by KISS plays and the crowd begins to cheer. Fans are wondering what is going on as Hitman appears on the rampway wearing only his towel. As Hitman walks down the ramp, the water from his hair drops onto the ramp. He steps onto the apron and gets into the ring from over the top rope. He asks for a mic and is given one. He begins to speak.
Hitman: "HHHHHHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOO LLLLLAAAAAAAAADDDDDDDDDDIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!"
The crowd roars with a mix of cheers and laughter while the ladies give off whistles. Hitman resumes talking.
Hitman: "Well, as I was walking down the road of life searching for questions I couldn't ask, I was informed that I had a match with Rena and Paris, the self-proclaimed Sexy Vixens. Well, if you ask me, they can spin all the HLA they want... cause you can be damn sure I'll be stalking them and taking all the juicy pictures of their sexual intimacy! Then, once I 'pin' one of them, I'll move on to the EOTR because you know the Hitman loves 'stiff' competition. This is a message to all my opponents who are involved in the EOTR tournament... are you UP to the challenge?"
As Hitman concludes his business, he starts gyrating his hips for the fans. The girls are amazed at this as he places one hand to his towel and slowly begins to clutch it. The audience begins to look away until the lights cut out. Maybe they did this because they don't want to show Hitman's privates on TV? A voice is now heard.
"Hitman..."
It's the voice of Hitman's guardian angel! Why is he here? Hitman looks up at the alphatron in amazement.
"Hitman... you must focus on your match tonight. Then, all answers will be revealed this Monday when I make my debut and help you out on Warfare..."
Fans look on in amazement. Hitman's guardian angel is coming soon in ACW! Even Hitman looks amazed. The lights come back on and Hitman's arm has not left his towel. Even though he looks prepared to take it off, he will leave it on for now as he slides out of the ring and walks up the ramp, his eyes not taken off the alphatron.
END SCENE
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 22, 2005 15:50:18 GMT -5
Segment: Planning, scheming, plotting? Credit: Scott Andrews
The scene cuts to the backstage locker room of the ACW Tag Team Champions, the Cold Blooded Killers. NBK is tying his boots with his foot rested on a chair, while Scott sits on the couch watching T.V. in his backstage attire, his favourite red jacket lying next to him. Scotts head has a small bandage from where Kudo split the skin with his KO shot.
Scott: You do realise that you’re the underdog tonight, right?
NBK: Yeah, but what do those people know? I never listened to them, never will. The fans only drag you down.
Scott: Yeah, I guess you’re right man. I was so pissed that I lost that match on Monday, man! Agh! And I got knocked out to boot! Agh, damn!
Scott screws his face up in pain and clutches his head where Kudo gave him his cut. NBK picks his Tag Title up and uses a clean rag to polish it up. Scott does the same.
NBK: Feels good to be the King doesn’t it Scotty? Haha,…
Scott: You got that right, Lex…There seems to have been much more Tag competition ever since we won these belts, man. Obviously people are aiming to one day be as great as us, huh? Haha,…
NBK: Couldn’t have said it better myself. But don’t worry about the other Tag Teams. As far as I’m concerned we’re the only team good enough to hold these titles anyway.
Scott: Yeah, that’s true. I mean we have 274 pounds of twisted steel and sex appeal right over here to my left, haha. And right here we have the skill, thrill, and the kill, baby!
NBK and Scott chuckle, as NBK grabs his belt and throws it over his shoulder. He stands and is about to leave when Scott stops him.
Scott: Who were you talking to on the phone on Monday night?
NBK: Oh, you’ll meet them later. They’ll inform you on everything that’s going on. I gotta go to the bathroom, man. I’ll talk to you later.
Scott: Later…
Scott just stares into nothingness with the thought of what was going on being tossed around his mind. As the door shuts, the camera slowly zooms in on Scotts eyes, and then cuts to the next part of the show.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 22, 2005 15:51:02 GMT -5
Match 1: Hitman of the Gods vs. Rena & Paris
Back in the arena proper, Philip is straightening his tie and preparing to announce the first match. He smiles as the fans give him a cheer of recognition.
Philip: Ladies and Gentlemen, our first match tonight is a handicap match, set for one fall. Introducing first, from New York City and San Francisco, California…. they are two of the Sexy Vixens, Rena Matheson and Paris Summers!
”Want Me, Want Me”, plays as Rena and Paris enter, looking fabulous as ever; the hot blooded males within the crowd wolf – whistle and cheer, even if the rest of the fans aren’t quite so supportive. Rena and Paris laugh as they strut to the ring, with “All American Girl” taking over for the last part of their journey. They stride around, holding their arms in the air, and looking confident.
That confidence is about to be tested to the limit; “I Love It Loud” hits, and there is a roar of approval as the Hitman of the Gods appears, now fully dressed for the match.
Philip: And their opponent, from Mount Olympus… the Hitman of the Gods!
Hitman rocks out with the fans on the stage before proceeding to the ring; his presence fills the whole arena, and though Paris and Rena keep up their appearance of cool confidence, they’re careful to keep their distance from the 8 foot tall behemoth as he steps over the ropes. Philip takes his leave, and the referee asks for one of the women to start; the ladies immediately initiate part A of their plan, and sidle up to the referee, flirting with him and asking if they can both compete at once. The ref gets a bit hot under the collar, but resists, and a pouting Paris is sent to the apron, leaving Rena to face her opponent alone.
Bell Rings.
Hitman looks Rena up and down, and smiles; Rena smiles back, and flips her hair. The gesture, however, seems to serve to remind Hitman of Paris and Rena’s deception on Warfare, and he moves forward with surprising speed, knocking Rena down with ease. Paris shouts in alarm to Rena, who looks for a second as if she might cry, but it’s another ploy and as Hitman moves close, she rolls back to her feet and boots him in the gut with what the fans can now see is a rather pointed stiletto heel. Hitman groans, and Rena goes to work on her opponent, laying into his abdomen with punches and kicks – but Hitman is resilient, and cuts off Rena’s attack, grasping her top and hoisting her into the air. Rena flails, and only manages to rip her shirt so that parts of her underwear can be seen; the audience cheers this, and Hitman slams Rena down, making the ring shudder with his power. Paris, becoming ever more concerned, shouts to Rena for the tag, and Rena starts to crawl toward her, but an amused Hitman pins her to the floor with one foot, and taunts both women, clearly getting his own back for their attack on him. Paris isn’t about to give up, however; she shouts at the referee, complaining about Rena’s treatment, and as the ref approaches to speak to her, Rena turns herself over and plants a kick into Hitman’s private parts. Hitman winces in pain, and Rena frees herself, making the tag to Paris and rolling out of the ring.
Paris goes for a more aggressive approach; she runs up to Hitman, dodges his clothesline attempt, and gets behind him to land a kickboxing blow to the base of the spine. Hitman whirls around, trying to hit his foe, but Paris cartwheels out of danger and comes back to a vertical position in a perfect place to hit her foe’s lower legs and knees. Hitman’s experienced this kind of tactic previously, his lower body is often the only part that opponents can reach while he’s standing, and he reacts by kicking out directly behind him. Paris is sent flying backward as if a small cannon ball has connected with her chest; Hitman turns, and with a smirk moves in, dropping to his knees and pressing Paris to the mat with his weight. Her shoulders are down, 1…2.. – she kicks, but it’s as if Hitman allows her to break the count, and he wraps his thick arms around her, crushing Paris with a bear hug. Paris gasps for breath, and Rena’s seen enough – she rushes in and, with Hitman still kneeling, delivers a Chick Kick to his temple. This is enough for Paris to get free as the referee chides Rena and orders her out of the ring. Paris backs off as Hitman gets up; he looks about ready to finish the match, but Paris holds up a hand, and then sinks down to her knees, holding a hand to her head. The referee hurries to check if Paris can continue, and as he does so, Rena jumps back on to the apron with a steel chair in hand. The crowd shouts a warning, and Hitman turns around just in time; he blocks her shot, and easily pulls the chair out of Rena’s hands – at which point, Rena slides hastily out of the ring, and Paris gives a cry of alarm that makes the ref swing around to look. Seeing Hitman with an illegal weapon in hand, the ref is in no doubt what to do; he waves his arms, and the bell rings. The crowd, realizing what’s happened, start to boo loudly as Paris makes a full and rapid recovery.
Philip: Here are your winners, via Disqualification…. Rena and Paris!
The crowd boos at the result, but Rena and Paris don’t care; they get out of the ring, and laugh and wave to Hitman, who still has the offending chair in his hand. Hitman looks annoyed at being tricked into losing, but he shrugs it off, and flexes his enormous muscles, making the ladies in the crowd shriek with excitement. The crowd chants “Hitman, Hitman”, and Rena and Paris are left to conclude that while the victory technically may be theirs, their failure to secure a pin leaves Hitman’s reputation undamaged. They’ll have to come up with a different strategy if they meet their opponent again.
Fade to commercials.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 22, 2005 15:52:35 GMT -5
Segment: The stakes are high (Credit: Sgt. Pilko)
The segment opens up in the backstage area, and the cameraman pushes open the door to a locker room. However what is inside is quite surprising, as the once army training facility has pretty much turned into an army base with the amount it has grown in size. The training facility has doubled in size, and there is even a small swimming pool in the far area. Sgt. Pilko emerges, looking fitter than ever as he faces Kevin.
Kevin: What...what happened in here?!
Pilko: When you win your first title in the ACW, and here's a little inside secret, you get a small win bonus. So I decided to revamp the place, as there were a couple of useless locker rooms either side of here. I got it cleared with Mr. Stanton and building started before Heatwave.
Kevin: Uh Pilko, you DO realise that Stanton only accepted that because his plans were to destroy ACW, right?
Pilko: Your point being?
Kevin: Well...I don't know...but whose locker rooms were they anyway?
Pilko: Uhh, I dunno...
He goes to a storage cupboard in his oversized locker room, and takes out two nameplates. He shows them to the camera and it reads on the first locker:
Ridley
He then pulls out the second plate, and it reads:
White Rose...
Kevin: Wow, those must be positively ancient.
He pauses for a second.
Kevin: Err Pilko, I don't think this was a good idea...
Pilko: Why's that Kev?
Kevin: Because what happens if they want their old locker rooms back?
There's a blank look on Pilko's face.
Kevin: You know…the tournament, final round, remember?
Pilko’s expression remains still, but his eyes show that he’d totally forgotten about such a possibility.
Pilko: Well...you see building....it can be reversed...it err...just err......FUCK!
He rushes back into the room, slamming the door on his way back in. This leaves Kevin and the camera with nothing to report, as we fade out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 22, 2005 15:54:04 GMT -5
Match 2: EOTR - Round 1 Predator vs. Jonny Spade (Credit: Latino)
The crowd is firing on all cylinders after just the first match, and there is plenty of noise for Philip to contend with as he enters the ring.
Phillip: This next match is a Round 1 Emperor of the Ring match-up. It is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first at a weight of 240 lbs...Jonny Spade!
The lights in the arena go dark and a slight chill can be felt throughout the arena as Bodies by Drowning Pool hits the P.A and spotlights flash around the arena in a random pattern after a while Jonny can be seen walking through the crowds of people. Once he gets to the barrier he jumps on top of it and balances himself. Leaping across the open space, Jonny lands on the apron then hops again over the top rope then once in the ring pyro shoot up. Jonny spins around as pyro shower down under him.
Phillip: And his opponent one half of the Predators….weighing in at 220 lbs….Predator!
Stay Together for the Kids starts to play as Predator comes out from the backstage area. He is welcomed by a various assortment of boos. He yells at a few fans and slaps his chest a few times. As he walks up the steps Predator points over at Jonny and then jumps over the top rope. He climbs the turnbuckle and points to the many fans in attendance. They continue on with their boos as he jumps down and is more than ready for tonight’s match up.
The Bell Rings.
Predator and Jonny lock up in a grapple as soon as the bell rings. The fans obviously aren’t happy with either one of the contenders as they are booing massively. Predator pushes Jonny to the ropes and follows him with a forearm to back. Jonny falls forwards a few steps but gives Predator a kick to the stomach. He quickly goes for a spear but Predator jumps out of way. As Jonny turns around Predator gives him a spear of his own taking down his larger opponent. He quickly goes for a pin but Jonny kicks out before one is heard. Boos roar throughout the arena as Predator gets up and yells at a few fans. Predator stands back a few feet away waiting for Jonny to get up. He starts taunting at him. The fans on the other hand start chanting “Predator Sucks! Predator Sucks! Predator Sucks!” Jonny gets up to one knee and Predator goes for a Shining Wizard. Spade ducks in the nick of time and takes Predator down with a clothesline that not even John Bradshaw could give. Predator’s head slams deep into the mat and Jonny walks around the ring confidently. He grabs Predator’s legs and perfectly performs the Spider’s Web.
Predator starts clawing for the ropes but Jonny drags him back forcing his opponent’s face to drag against the mat. Jonny keeps applying more and more pressure. The Referee starts asking Predator if he submits but Predator yells out a loud “Hell No!” Jonny applies more pressure and Predator starts pushing himself, as well as Jonny, closer and closer to the ropes. Jonny is struggling to keep hold and Predator is just inches from the ropes. Just as he’s about to reach it Jonny drags him back to the center of the ring and applies as much pressure as he can. The Referee asks that same question once more, but Predator doesn’t listen as he struggles to try and move forward. He raises his arm up and many wonder will he tap or not?
oOoOooOoOoOOooOooO LATINO!
The fans erupt in a huge pop as they hear the name and the moan. Jonny looks around and starts shaking his head. He releases the hold and starts looking around in a quick 360 degree motion. Everyone looks around for Latino but no one comes out. The fans keep cheering and then everything gets silent. The camera shoots back to Jonny who has the biggest look on his face as he starts laughing. The mic picks up the words “You people will fall for anything!” Predator comes up behind Jonny and rolls him up trying for a quick pin.
ONE!
TWO!
Kickout by Jonny as he rolls back gets on his feet. He looks around as all the fans are now chanting “Latino! Latino! Latino!” Jonny yells out “He’s not coming!” and Predator gives him a punch to the jaw. Jonny returns with one of his own and both men start to trade punches back and forth. Neither seems to be giving up now as the rush of adrenaline seems to flowing through both veins tonight. Predator ducks a punch and goes for Predator Crossface. Jonny struggles not to get pushed onto the mat as Predator has a hold on his arm. Spade pushes Predator into the ropes. He runs the opposite way and as both men meet once again Jonny pulls off the Jonormous Slam right in the middle of the ring. He rolls over and hooks the leg for the count.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Phillip: Here is your winner and moving on to Round 2….Jonny Spade!
Jonny climbs the turnbuckle and raises his arms. The fans are booing more and more as they cannot believe how they were tricked. Predator is up and fuming with anger. He attacks Jonny from behind knocking off the turnbuckle into the outside mats. Predator climbs the turnbuckle and slaps his chest and points to the fans. They boo even more clearly showing they do not care for either individual. The camera gets a close-up on Predator as the show cuts to commercial.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 22, 2005 15:54:46 GMT -5
Segment: Moving in (Credit: BK/Jake)
As the scene opens we see various boxes begin cleared out of a room, as we take a look on the door we see Angelo Giovanni's name on the door which gets a little of a pop from the crowd. At that very instant the name on the door is torn off and now replaced with a much better sign on the door with the label "BK London". The crowd begins to heavily boo BK London and the camera cuts to him with the International Championship on his shoulder with a huge kool-aid smile on his face.
BK: Feels soo good to be International Champion... Come on guys lets get all this stuff out of here.
Boxes with red, white, and green gear begin coming out, amateur boxing gear and even an old Fonzie look alike jacket comes out in the box and BK enters the room. He sees an Angelo Giovanni poster on the wall and he immediately rips it and throws it into the trash.
BK: Can you believe that this little guy has such a big locker room? Ah well, it’s mine now. Come on, let’s get my stuff in and set up in here.
We see some fallout workers entering the room, carrying boxes. Ever since Fallout turned into a bi-weekly show the superstars have got part-time jobs as ACW movers in order to pay their rents, they are the Fallout Express. El Froggy Mask enters the room holding a glass for BK and BK takes the glass and EFM pours some wine into his glass. EFM goes over the rim and the wine begins to pour all over the floor and BK becomes outrage.
BK: WHAT PART OF HALF A GLASS DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND? GET OUT OF HERE!!
EFM hops out of the room and as he does Tracy Finn enters the room with a box labeled, silverware.
Tracy: Hey BK, What do you need silverware for--
Tracy continues his unlucky streak and slips on the wine that poured over the rim and the silverware flies in the air and all the forks and knives fall down in the direction of Tracy. Nicholas Alger heads into the room and looks down at Tracy.
DNA: Tracy, are you alright?
Tracy: Alger, go into the medical dictionary and look up "knife in kidney".
DNA: But wh--
Tracy: Time's a factor Alger!
On the other side of the room BK London continues to drink his wine, obviously not thinking much of his bout against Gary later in the evening. BK looks at his watch and sees that its almost time for his match to begin and he begins to leave but Double Oh-4 stops him.
004: Hey BK, What do I do with this tapes of Top Draw matches?
BK: Uhh...put them somewhere and get out of my way!
004: You got it.
Double Oh-4 places the tapes outside the door and enters the room to set up more of the stuff and Jake Cheng is seen strolling down the hallway.
Jake: What do we got here?....Old Top Draw matches? Since when did we tape our matches? And for that matter why would we throw out classics like these?
Jake ponders for a moment and picks up the box before heading back on the way to his locker room.
Fade out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 22, 2005 15:55:28 GMT -5
Segment: An Untouchable Return / Pissed Off (Credit: Jake Cheng)
Jake: Despicable.
Jake stands with Stan in the Untouchable’s locker room, with no one else around but them.
Jake: I cannot believe what is happening. It is like New Breed all over again, except without the crazed man running around killing off our members. We can’t win a freaking match. WCW goes and gets Daredevil and Spade-man disqualified. Then Davey goes off and loses to one of ACW’s many lesbians. God, how come everywhere I go, I am surrounded by retards. I went on a vacation and wrestled in a tournament. I even had a match with DD. And the bookers at the tournament tried to get him to “break” my ankle. Fucktards. I am surround by fucktards. I have to go take a walk.
Jake just walks out of the room and slams the door shut.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 22, 2005 15:56:10 GMT -5
Segment: Unforgivable (Credit: Davey Marvel)
The vibe in the crowd is very settled and calm til' the first few lines of "The Leaving Song Part 2" by AFI are heard. The crowd realizing it is non other then the one who has betrayed them begin to a tirade of booing. The lights go dark and a strobe spotlight shines down on the entrance where Davey Marvel is standing looking around at the crowd. The crowd erupts in a mix of cheering and boos at first glance. Davey begins his slow walk to the ring amongst the see of anti-Davey extremists in attendance tonight. As he gets closer and closer to the ring it becomes clear that Davey is in an even more foul mood the in the past. Even more foul than back in the katana days. Davey's journey to the ring nears an end as he has now reached the steps that are set up outside the ring. Davey stands before the steps soaking up all the hate that he is being fed by the thousands of former Davey followers. Davey has soaked up more then enough and walks up the steps and into the ring. Davey impatiently demands a microphone he catches the toss from Phillip who is none to pleased with Davey's negative remarks after the fact. Davey now stands center stage waiting for his theme to come to a close and the fans to settle themselves.
Davey: You know as I made my way down here I couldn't help but notice the unbridled hate you fans are carrying towards me, and to be brutally honest I do not understand it one bit. I have done nothing to any of you. Everything I have done has been to one of your beloved. Of that I am guilty I admit. However any crime you feel I have committed against you guys I am very innocent of and I do not deserve any of this negative treatment I have been receiving in the past weeks. But since you all insist on making me your anti-christ I will repay you all the favor in return. I begin tonight with finishing something I started at Heatwave and that is the total destruction of Latino. That’s right kids! Tonight you will witness the last match in the career of Latino. Soon you will all be able to brag that you witnessed the last match of Victor "Latino" Laureano's career.
In a fit of rage and disgust the fans unleash in a wall of boos that seem to do nothing more then throw gas on the fire that is Davey Marvel.
Davey: Boo all you want because that stops nothing. It just makes things worse as you will all find out soon enough. I am not out for victory I am out for blood. I am out for war. I am out show you what real pain is.
Davey: Next Monday I start a new reign in the life of Davey Marvel. I will become the new International Champion Monday when I face BK London. "The Boy Wonder" vs "The Michigan Madman" for the Alpha Championship Wrestling International Title. I had a long and successful title reign with you guys on my side, now imagine what I will do without you guys as my anchor.
The cheap shot to the crowd by Davey was not appreciated by anyone as Davey lost even more fans just now.
Davey: It is the truth and you all know it. Now I no longer have to worry about you people when making a decision I can think of what is best for me and me alone. Never again do I have to cater to a crew of people who don't truly understand a damn thing in this business.
That did not go over well at all as Davey is now being pelted with all sorts of debris.
Davey: You people just love proving me right don't you. I question your integrity and you show your disapproval by chucking garbage at me. That shows me just like all of this crap in the ring all you people are is garbage and tonight I take out one of your beloved as retaliation for your deplorable behavior.
Davey tosses the mic back at Phillip who drops it. His theme floods the crowd and Davey is quick in leaving to the back to get ready for his match with Latino tonight. We cut to commercial.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 22, 2005 15:56:32 GMT -5
Match 3: EOTR - Round 1 Sgt. Pilko vs. Mystery Opponent
The fans have already seen one excellent EOTR match tonight, and the second has at least one guaranteed surprise – the identity of Pilko’s opponent. Philip has his mic in hand and waits for a slight lull in the noise before speaking.
Philip: This is the second of tonight’s Emperor of the Ring first round matches, it is set for one fall. Firstly, please welcome from Newcastle, England, one of the Deities of War….. Sgt. Pilko!
”I Predict a Riot” plays, and Pilko gets some scattered support as he comes down to the ring. He is alert and ready for any possible trouble, as he has no idea who he is to face, and he waits in the middle of the ring as his music fades.
The sound crew wait a little longer than usual, to let the fans’ anticipation build… and just when the noise peaks, “Man Made God” by In Flames hits, instantly dividing the crowd into the newer fans, who are puzzled, and the long timers, who go nuts.
Philip: And his opponent, by special arrangement, from Yokohama Japan…. YAMATA NO OROCHI!!
No one quite believes it until the tall, toned figure of Orochi materializes on the stage. He’s wearing his wooden sandals and red – tinted shades, and looks if anything to have improved his physique since he was last seen in an ACW ring.
Orochi walks calmly down the ramp, glancing occasionally at the pockets of fans who remember him; he then regards Pilko, who has no prior knowledge of his opponent, and steps over the ropes into the ring. Pilko has heard of Orochi, even if he’s never fought him, and he prepares for a tough contest as the referee makes his checks, and then signals to the timekeeper for the bell.
Bell Rings.
Orochi is taller than Pilko, but the sergeant is close to double the lithe Japanese wrestler’s weight, and so it is with careful tread that the pair approach one another. Pilko raises his arms ready for a grapple; Orochi tilts his head to one side, quizzically, and then stretches out one of his huge hands, grasping Pilko by the face. He thrusts Pilko away from him, and Pilko loses his footing and ends up on his butt on the mat; some of the fans cheer, while others are in awe of Orochi’s power. Pilko looks a little surprised, but gets up quickly and approaches his foe once again. This time, he prepares a little earlier and blocks Orochi’s thrust, socking his opponent with his right hand in the gut and then delivering a DDT when Orochi leans forward from the impact. Pilko rolls Orochi over and tries to use his weight to get a pin, Orochi isn’t having any of it, of course and gets his arm up at the 2 count. The pair rise, and exchange a few blows before Orochi puts on a turn of speed to get behind Pilko and deliver a Tiger Suplex; it’s a long way up, and hence a long way down. Orochi covers, and gets just short of the two; warming to the action Orochi gets to his feet and then moves to collect Pilko for a sidewalk slam, but Pilko resists, and demonstrates his pure power by cuffing Orochi across the head and lifting him up, holding him above his head before completing the gorilla press slam. The ring almost bounces off of its moorings, and the fans feel the shockwave through the floor of the arena. Pilko goes for an elbow drop, and Orochi narrowly avoids it; the pair rise and come face to face once again, the fans enraptured by this fascinating power struggle.
Pilko decides to try and destabilize his foe, by whipping him to the ropes; Orochi however neatly reverses the move, so that Pilko is the one who picks up speed like a fully laden freight train. Orochi braces and prepares to meet him on the return, but slightly too late realizes that Pilko’s velocity and weight is too great for him to control. Pilko strikes Orochi and sends him to the mat, and as Orochi gets up, Pilko produces his own renowned chokeslam, once again causing the floor to vibrate. The crowd gets louder as Pilko makes a cover, and gets just past the two count; he slaps the mat in frustration, and Orochi jumps upon that tiny signal, pulling himself up with the ropes and then booting the kneeling Pilko in the head. Pilko rolls over, and Orochi uses his wood and rope sandals to stomp his foe in a most effective manner. Pilko has to roll to get away, and goes for the simplest option, rolling straight out of the ring rather than leave himself open to more punishment as he tries to find his feet. Orochi follows him, in a calm manner, and Pilko is back on his feet just in time to deflect another face – grab attempt. The fans in the front lean forward eagerly to see the battle, as the pair throw each other around the narrow ringside space; the referee makes his count, and as he reaches 7, Pilko sees a chance to win and grasps Orochi’s arm, swinging him round so that Orochi smacks into the metal post head first. The fans wince, and Orochi staggers; he looks about ready to fall, but proves he’s got a few new tricks still, grabbing Pilko as he collapses and bringing him down so that Pilko’s forehead connects with the apron edge. The fans cry out, and as the count reaches 8, neither man is moving; Pilko starts to stir on 9 and claws at the apron, trying to reach the ring, but he can’t shift his weight quickly enough, and the referee’s count hits 10. He calls for the bell, and the fans wait to hear Philip’s announcement.
Philip: Ladies and Gentlemen… due to a double countout, this match is declared a draw!
There’s confusion as Orochi and Pilko both get up; the fans aren’t at all sure what this means for the tournament, and it becomes obvious that the matter will have to be referred back to the Chairman for resolution. Pilko looks peeved, but gives Orochi a respectful nod as he heads to the back to find an ice pack, and Orochi also inclines his head slightly in a similar gesture. He gets a loud and sustained pop as he takes his leave, and whatever the eventual outcome, it’s clear that the fans have very much enjoyed his return to ACW.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 22, 2005 16:04:39 GMT -5
Segment: ‘Chosen’ (Credit: Kudo)
When ACW returns, Kudo is already in the ring with a mic in hand. The fans didn’t expect him to be out here and are quite curious to hear what he has to say.
Kudo: Now if you guys were paying attention to the rundown of the show today, you’ll have noticed a match scheduled with me and The Senator. And your eyes do not deceive you, I did in fact request this match to take place.
The fans cheer at the sound of Senator’s name.
Kudo: You see, recently I’ve been all about R-3 and preparing to win the Emperor of the Ring tournament. But I feel that I have been neglecting my role as the Entertainment champion. These past few events have seen me dominating the other fields but I haven’t defended my title in a while. And so this brings me to tonight, in that very ring I will wrestle in my 5th Entertainment defense, and also debuting the last planned move in my arsenal.
The fans remember about the new move and cheer that it’s taking place tonight.
Kudo: Of course, I wanted this last honor to belong to someone worth wrestling, someone respectable and would prove to be a challenge unlike my previous contenders. So that’s why tonight, I have made my own challenge out to The Senator. That’s right, I’m challenging him to challenge me for my belt. I’ve seen his work in the ring, I know how dangerous he can be. I’m especially impressed by the range of submission holds he has displayed particularly in his submission match against BK London a while back. So that’s why I challenged him to this match tonight with the special stipulation:
“Tap out or Knock out”
This match will be the ultimate display of our specialties, so the only way The Senator can win this match is if he can make me submit, and the only way I can win the match is if I can knock him out.
It’s as simple as that…May the better man win…
Kudo drops the mic down and makes his way to the back as the Entertainment belt reflects the shining lights of the arena in different directions.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 22, 2005 16:05:18 GMT -5
Segment: Shallow Champion?
The scene begins, showing FSX walking down the corridors, on his way to get ready for his title defence later in the night. However, he runs directly into Jake Cheng, who is still in a foul mood.
Jake: Watch where you’re going…. wait, it’s FSX. No wonder you’re clumsy, bit of a trait with you isn’t it?
FSX: Very funny, Cheng. I’ll show you how clumsy I am when I beat you hollow tonight.
Jake snorts derisively.
Jake: Beat me? You couldn’t even cope with the so called “main eventer” that I and my stablemates flattened at Heatwave, and this isn’t scissor, paper, stone… you’re just bottom of the heap FSX, and that title doesn’t belong on you. I’ll see you later, and be glad to relieve you of that excess weight. Now get out of my way.
Jake saunters off, leaving FSX to fume; he kicks the wall in anger, but manages to control himself from any further outburst and walks away, more determined that ever to make everyone eat their words.
Fade out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 22, 2005 16:06:39 GMT -5
Segment: Two's a crowd (Credit: BK)
The scene opens and BK London continues to briskly walk down the hallway looking at his watch while the International Championship stays firmly grasped in his hands. He looks in a rush and he doesn't want to be late for his match against Gary if he can even call that a match. Just then, out from a room, Kiley appears and begins to walk down the hall fast with BK, apparently going to accompany him to his match.
Kiley: You ready champ?
BK: Am I ready? I was born ready sweet heart.
Kiley: Let's go do this.
They continue to speed up the pace and pass Ginger's secretary Veronica Jacobs pouring some coffee. It appears something pops into the head of Veronica at that moment and she attempts to stop the two.
Veronica: Hold up! BK! Kiley! Hold up!
Kiley and BK turns around sharply and see Ginger's secretary.
Kiley: We can't talk now Veronica, we have to get to the ring for the match.
Veronica: But that's what I stopped you for...I got word from Ginger himself that tonight Kiley, you cannot accompany BK to the match tonight.
Kiley: WHAT?! Why not?
Veronica: With such a rematch of the calibur of Gary vs BK London he wants no outside interference.
Kiley: But...but...
BK: Its ok Kiley, stay right in the back. This won't take long anyway.
Kiley: You sure?
BK: I'm positive.
BK and Kiley approach each other and BK gently kisses Kiley on her forehead before returning to rushing to the ring for his match against Gary. Kiley looks back at Veronica and she shrugs he shoulder and Kiley walks off and grunts in anger. As the camera fades out Veronica is seen with a devilish smile on her face.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 22, 2005 16:07:31 GMT -5
Segment: Security Cameras don't Lie, the ever watchful eye.(credit NBK)
Security Footage:
The AcW video-tron shows footage of the outside parking lot, the fans look on as they witness NBK lurking around outside. He stalks back and forth always looking around, he looks suspicious lurking around. All of a sudden a white limo pulls up and stops near NBK. The window rolls down and the people in the car seem to be exchanging words with NBK.A few moments pass and NBK gets in the car and they pull in to the parking area in the sub level of the arena.
Footage from Security camera in sublevel parking lot:
The camera is out of focus and needs to be fixed due to the tech problems, the white limo pulls up to a parking spot:::Camera footage keeps cutting out and becoming static snow:::::::NBK steps out of the limo, he waits for whoever is in the limo to step out. Camera catches footage of a foot extending out of the door and planting on the ground::::::::Camera cuts out for a minute’s time::::::::NBK and two other figures make their way in the building.
End of footage.
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