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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 10, 2005 15:49:31 GMT -5
Thursday Night Meltdown 10th November 2005
Schedule of matches: -------------------------------------
Vladimir & the Marxist vs. The Capitalists
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Rawt vs. Red's Only Fan
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Hunter vs. Jake Cheng
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Submission Match Daredevil vs. Rena
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Latino vs. Kudo
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ACW Light-HeavyWeight Title Match Fallen Souls vs. Bre Double T
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ACW International Title Match BK London vs. Santiago Riviera
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Jonny Spade vs. Macho Man RDK
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 10, 2005 15:49:59 GMT -5
ACW’s long promised visit to Toronto is at last becoming a reality, and the fans’ patience looks like paying off handsomely as the opening shot of the impressive arena is shown. Inside, the capacity crowd can’t wait for the show to get started. A forest of signs is on display as the cameras pan, there are plenty showing support for the Canadian nationals – RDK, Predator, and especially Jonny Spade, with even a few G Unit loyalists making their presence felt. But that doesn’t mean to say that the rest of the roster is forgotten, and in fact support can be found for almost everyone from BK London and the big stables all the way to the new arrivals. Speaking of which, the alphatron is already lighting up, and the first scene of the night begins….
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 10, 2005 15:50:22 GMT -5
Segment: Interview with a Communist (Credit: Vladimir)
The segment opens in the backstage area, behind the entrance. Joseph Harpo is standing in the back with a microphone, next to The Pride of the Motherland, Vladimir Rasputin.
Harpo: This is Joseph Harpo, ACW's resident expert on the Communist movement sweeping across America, and soon the world! I'm here to introduce ACW's hottest superstar Vladimir Rasputin. Vlad, it's truly an honor to have you here tonight.
Vlad: Thank you Joseph, I am pleased to be here.
Harpo: Now Vlad, you're on an unprecedented tear through the ranks of ACW, how do you do it?
Vlad: Well, the competition here in America is, how do you say, inadequete for a wrestler of my caliber. They are simply no challenge, going down for the count before I can break a sweat.
Harpo: On that note, you have one of, if not the, most devastating finishing moves in the whole company, do you think there is a superstar who can stand up to it?
Vlad: I don't. Not a single "superstar" on the roster can get up once they have fallen victim to the Siberian Express. It is a move that symbolises the current status of Communism. A quick rise above, and then drop the hammer on the evils of Capitalism.
Harpo: While you are quickly on the rise through ACW, you continue to remain on the most popular wrestlers in the company, why do you think the fans can relate to you?
Vlad: I like to think of myself as a crusader for the people. Fighting for the working man against big business and established ideas. The established ideas here being the current crop of champions around here. They need to watch their backs, just like the capitalists need to watch out for the Red menace, spearheaded by yours truly, Vladimir Rasputin.
Harpo: There you have it ingrates, the mind of Vlad becomes a little clearer tonight. Be sure to catch our match tonight as we take on the Capitalists.
The fans boo Harpo a little for his rudeness, as the scene fades out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 10, 2005 15:51:18 GMT -5
Segment: Warm Welcoming Home (Credit: Jonny Spade)
The fans are pumped and ready to see some action tonight. Phillip then stands up from his seat at ring side to make an announcement.
Phillip: Ladies and Gentlemen please welcome…Toronto’s own…
The fans in attendance get on their feet and start to cheer loudly.
…JONNY SPADE!!
The lights turn out in the arena but the voices of the people in attendance are turn up a notch louder. Bodies by Drowning Pool starts up and spotlights in the arena turn on and go crazy throughout the arena going over all the fans in attendance. Pyro go off on and around the stage for about 30 seconds and once they stop, the spotlights all focus on one spot on the stage and a figure walks onto the stage undeniably it’s the one of Jonny Spade which gets the crowd to cheer more loudly. The lights turn back on and he walks down the ramp way with a Canadian Olympic hockey jersey with a 99 and a huge smirk on his face slapping hands with those in the front row. He walks up the steps and enters the ring and poses on the turnbuckle. He jumps down and grabs a mic from Phillip and stands in the middle of the ring. Jonny: GOOD EVENIN’ TORRRROONNNNTTTOOOO….HOW IS EVERYONE DOING?!?!
The crowd cheers loudly again and quickly die down as Jonny speaks again.
Jonny: Good, good…So I was--
Guy in the front row stands up from the front row
Guy: Gretzky is NUMBER 1!!!
Jonny stops in mid sentence and looks over to the guy that shouted that out. He then walks over to the ropes and slides under them to the barricade of where the guy is standing.
Jonny: Excuse me? What was that you said?
The guy starts to look nervous a bit and says again…
Guy: Gretzky…is…number….one.
Jonny: Well then….I TOTALLY agree with you…that’s why I am wearing his jersey. JEEZ dude you need to relax a little. There is no way I would hurt another Canadian like that.
Another guy in the crowd shouts out…
Guy: What about RDK then?!
The crowd then cheers again for a fellow Canadian.
Jonny: Well that’s a good question.
He slides then back into the ring and then goes to a turnbuckle and sits on top of it.
Jonny: That’s because he had something that everyone else in this great business wants and, even though I do feel bad now for doing those things I have done to him, I don’t regret doing those things cause I wanted as much of an advantage as possible to get my chance at the World Title.
Suddenly on the PA system “Born To the USA” plays on it and both Capitalists Anthony Kalb and the Junior Champion Kevin Fitsharris walk down the ring smirking to themselves and people booing them constantly and one fan even throwing a pop can at them nearly missing their head. They walk up the steps and Kevin gets the mic to talk.
Kevin: So this is what its like in America Junior huh Spade?
Fans boo.
Jonny: Excuse me?
Kevin: Did I stutter Canada Boy? Do you have toque stuck in your ears?
The fans both go “ooooo’’ and boo them some more. Kevin then turns to the audience.
Kevin: HOW DARE YOU BOOO ME I AM YOUR JUNIOR CHAMP.
Jonny: WWWEEEELLLL not EXACTLY champ more of a chump….
Fans cheer and laugh a little.
…and since you brought up the topic of the titles here…
Kevin: No I didn’t.
Jonny: Alright then I will…as I was saying before I was interrupted by this douche here You think your all that huh? The big shit here that runs the place? With your Junior title on your shoulder all shined up like it is. Well I got news for you, douche, YOUR WRONG! While I had the title around my waist I made it worth something to have, something everyone strived for and made it worth something here. But what did you do while you had it? HUH? NOTHING! JACK SHIT! ZIP - ZERO - NADA! Id go on but I think you get the message. And while I am at it lets point something out for you and everyone else that thinks Canadians aren’t good enough let me give you a brief lesson here on the titles.
Jonny clears his throat before he begins.
Jonny: Audience….lets start from the bottom…best Jr. Champ?
Crowd: JonnyG!
Jonny is kinda shocked by this response but smiles from the memories that came with the name.
Jonny: Best Tag Team ever?
Crowd: G-G-G-UUUNNIITTTT!
Crowd cheers.
Jonny: Aww you guys are to kind…Anyways Best International champ?
Crowd: THE MACHOMAN AAARRREEE-DDEEEE-KKAAAYYY !
Jonny: And its safe to say that, that goes for the ACW champ correct?
The crowd cheers again in agreement.
Jonny: So you see Kevin just so you don’t need to talk anymore I will answer your question so you don’t need to ask. There hasn’t been a Canadian Entertainment champ cause that would be pointless. Because we all know Canadians are the most entertaining people. So it would be kinda redundant. And we don’t need that Light Heavyweight so now that that’s all cleared up you got something else to say?
Anthony: Yea I got a question….What’s it like to get your ass kicked?
Giving Jonny no time to respond to the question they both ambush him, sending him to the matt. They both stomp at him for awhile as he makes his way to the turnbuckle. Jonny picks himself up and Kalb and Fitsharris both take turns in giving body shots to Jonny. While Kalb is taking shots at Jonny, Fitsharris goes to the outside and throws Phillip off of his chair and takes the chair that he was sitting on. As this is happening though Jonny starts to fight back whipping him back into the ropes and delivering a backdrop to him. As Kevin comes back into the ring with the chair he is able to spot it early enough and as Kevin goes to swing the chair at Jonny and he is able to duck and get out of the way of the shot. As the chair passes by Jonny’s head he is able to grab it out of his hands and then goes to swing it at Kevin, but Kevin being quick enough rolls out of the ring before he can get hit and Jonny taunts him as he makes his way to the back with Anthony and Jonny stands on the turnbuckle looking back at them taunting them as they make their way back behind the curtain. And Jonny’s music plays as he hopes down from the turnbuckle and makes his way up the ramp way as the scene fades out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 10, 2005 15:51:46 GMT -5
Match 1: Vladimir & the Marxist vs. The Capitalists (Credit: Daredevil)
A clash of ideologies opens the show; Philip gets a rousing cheer as he is seen for the first time tonight, and he sets about his duties with gusto.
Philip: The following match is a tag team contest, and is scheduled for one fall! Firstly weighing at a combined weight of 450 lbs...The Capitalists!
’Money’ by Pink Floyd hits and the Capitalists enter, getting a hot reaction from the fans. The Canadians clearly aren’t pleased at the sight of the two Americans as they walk down, casually waving to the fans before sliding into the ring. They jump on the turnbuckles, which naturally causes more jeering from the fans as the two await the arrival of their opponents.
Philip: And weighing at a combined weight of 460 lbs...’The Marxist’ Joseph Harpo and Vladimir Rasputin!
The Red Army Choir hits and the fans begin to jeer as the two men, both claiming to have loved the Soviet Union march down to the ring carrying the infamous Hammer and Sickle flag. They wave it around as they look at their opponents, and give a typical Soviet Union snort before dropping the flags and entering the ring. The Capitalists stand firm but shortly the Junior champion Fitsharris stands out the ring, as well as Rasputin.
Bell Rings.
Harpo hasn’t been in much action recently, but the rumours that he’s taken a lot of time off to practise certainly pays off as he immediately runs at Kalb, knocking him down with a shoulder block. Kalb jumps up quite surprised at being taken off his feet, but can’t retaliate as Harpo is quick to lock in a side headlock. Harpo then throws Kalb at the ropes and hoping for another shoulder block but Kalb kicks Harpo in the gut, before throwing Harpo at the ropes himself and hitting the Kitchen Sink. The fans slowly get behind the two Senatorial Stables members as Kalb tags in Fitsharris, who immediately charges in, locking Harpo in a headlock takedown and making the cover, but Harpo manages to kick out. Fitsharris lifts his opponent up and hits a Snapmere to sitting position, and jumps off the ropes, hitting a low Neckbreaker which the fans pop for, and he makes the cover again but again Harpo manages to kick out. Fitsharris is quite annoyed now, realising that whilst Harpo’s wrestling skills may not have been completely dusted up, his stamina and ability to go the extra mile has increased. Fitsharris tries an Irish Whip but Harpo reverses it, and grabs Fitsharris around the stomach. He takes his time, walking around the ring before slamming him in a Pendulum Backbreaker. Harpo then proceeds to tag in Rasputin, who gets his first taste of action. Rasputin runs in at the Junior champion who is at his knees, but Fitsharris manages to turn around and hit a swift Snap Suplex, but fails to get the pin as Rasputin is quick to slide out the ring.
The crowd begin to jeer as he mocks the front row Toronto fans, before sliding back into the ring and grappling with Fitsharris. Fitsharris throws him into the turnbuckle but Rasputin cunningly jumps over it and slides onto the apron, tagging Harpo into the ring in the process. Harpo jumps in and runs at Fitsharris, but Fitsharris hits him with a dropkick. He quickly jumps up and hits a leg drop to the back of the head of Harpo before making the cover, yet the Marxist manages to kick out again. Fitsharris pleads his case with the referee, but he shoos him off which results in Fitsharris getting into somewhat of a temper fit, tagging Kalb into the ring in frustration. Kalb quickly jumps into the ring and grabs Harpo, taking him down with a huge Belly to Belly Side Suplex, but is shocked to see that Harpo is already starting to get back onto his feet. However Kalb takes him down with a thunderous Lariat and makes the cover: 1......2......thr-no, as Rasputin is forced to stop the cover. The referee then orders Rasputin out of the ring, which allows Harpo to slide out the ring and grab the Communist flag. He slides back in and aims a shot on the head of Kalb, but the referee quickly grabs the flag and throws it onto the outside. However Rasputin cunningly slips back into the ring and throws the referee out, and he duly gets knocked out on the side of the barricades. Kalb then turns Harpo around, hitting the Adam Smith Driver but Rasputin hits him with a Yakuza kick. Fitsharris enters but Rasputin takes him down with another Yakuza Kick, and hits him with the appropriately named Capitalist Crusher Shining Wizard. He makes the cover as the referee slowly goes back into the ring: 1......2......3.
Philip: Here are your winners, Joseph Harpo and Vladimir Rasputin!
The crowd seems pleased with the match and the result; Vladimir raises his arms in celebration as Kalb helps Fitzharris recover to the outside. Though defeated today, their mood remains defiant, and they taunt the “communists” as they make their exit; Vlad and Joseph simply raise their flag once more, and it looks as if a strong new team has joined ACW’s tag ranks as the show cuts to a trailer for the upcoming PPV.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 10, 2005 15:52:20 GMT -5
Segment: Fries with your interview? (Credit: Rawt) The next segment begins; it is daylight outside the building where it is being recorded, proving that this was filmed prior to the show. As Rawt is enjoying his victory over Boxcar Joe at a nearby Mcdonalds restaurant with his manager Gelale. He takes a big bite out of his burger then goes for a drink of his root beer, Gelale on the other hand is eating a 9 nugget meal of chicken nuggets. While enjoying their delicious meal, when Kevin Anderson, the reporter, comes barging through the door. Everyone looks up to wards the door to see what the commotion was, when they noticed it was just Kevin, they returned to their meal and finished their food and left. Kevin looked around, probably looking for me. When he spots me, he marches over to wards our table, and sits down across from us.Kevin: Hello Mr.Ross, how are you this fine day? Rawt looks at Kevin for a few seconds, then continues eating his food.Kevin: Mr.Ross? are you listening? Rawt finishes his mouthful of food and wipes his mouth with his napkin.Rawt: What the fuck, I'm in the middle of eating my burger, fuck off. Kevin: But sir... Rawt: There is no buts, the point is that it goes: burger, you, burger you. Burger comes first. Kevin: But I need to... Rawt: And I need to finish my burger, so when I tell you that you can talk, you can talk, for now, hush, go to sleep. Rawt takes another bite of his burger while Kevin stares blankly at him.Kevin: But m'lord... Gelale slaps Kevin.Kevin: If I could... Gelale slaps Kevin again.Kevin: Please Ra... Gelale slaps Kevin again.Kevin: .... Gelale slaps Kevin again. Gelale: That one was for fun. Rawt slowly finishes his quarter pounder and wipes all the ketchup and mustard off around his mouth, and takes another gulp of his root beer. As he lets out a stomach full sigh.Rawt: Alrighty then, I believe you wanted something? Kevin: Yes, I am here on behalf of ACW on interviewing purposes. I would like to interview you on your victory against Boxcar Joe and what you thought about your Triple Threat with Theonlyredsfan and Vladimir Rasputin. Gelale: Is this really necessary? Rawt: Now now Gelale, this man wants an interview, so lets give him an interview. Kevin: Ok, well, tell us, in your own words, what you thought about your match with Vladimir Rasputin and Theonlyredsfan? Rawt: Well, in that match, it was my 2nd match, so people know that they wouldn't expect perfection. But overall I did relatively good in the match. Red was a good opponent, has a good soul, and a good taste in hockey team. Vladimir on the other hand. Russia is a good country none the less, but he chooses to prey on the weak, scared that he wouldn't be able to beat me if he took me on, so he went after Red. But never the less, a win is a win, not knocking on that. I look forward to my next matches with Vladimir and Red! Kevin: Ah yes, that shall do perfectly, thank you. Now, your match with Boxcar Joe. Rawt: Boxcar Joe...spirited fellow, didn't know what he was getting into. He put up a good match though, good moves, hopefully we shall have a rematch. His fighting style was impressive. Although he lost, I still think he deserves a peanut butter and jelly sand which. I don't see why I am put up with these pathetic random hobos, I need some real challenges! Kevin: OK then, perfect, thank you for your support. Rawt: No problem, now, I just ask you a question. Kevin: Yes? Rawt: Would you like the rest of my french fries? Kevin: I don't see the harm in it. Rawt passes Kevin his leftover french fries. Kevin starts to munch down like a pig on the french fries. After he ate about 7 fries, his mouth was starting to get numb, and his legs went completely frozen, and he fell off his seat onto the ground.Kevin: Whhhhhhaatt issss happpeeennniiiinnnggg toooo meeeeee??? Rawt: I have put in pre-anti-freeze salt on the fries. If you ever interrupt me getting fat again, well, lets just hope you don't. Rawt taps Kevin's face with his hand. Gelale and Rawt get up from their seats and leave Mcdicks.Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 10, 2005 15:52:47 GMT -5
Segment: Ohh izz awn naw. (Credit: Hitman/BK)
As the crowd settles in, "Diamonds" by Kayne West hits and the crowd automatically begins the jeers. ACW International Champion BK London walks out onto the stage and gives a smug look to the fans that continue to taunt him. He walks down the ramp and ignores the crowd then slides under the bottom rope and into the ring. BK gestures for a mic and gets one. As he raises it to his mouth, the crowd begins chanting "Hitman! Hitman! Hitman!"
BK: Go ahead and chant for that giant lummox all you want. I really don't care. As long as he's aligned himself with that waste of air you idiots call Hunter, I really don't care if he wants a piece of me.
The crowd boos BK.
BK: And tonight, I'm gonna prove that those clowns from the Senatorial Stable are merely nothing more than dirt on my boots when I destroy and embarrass Santiago Riveria. What kind of name is that? Sounds like the name of a big dreamer. Oh, and FSX? Don't even bother stepping into the ring with me unless you want your ass beat down. Which brings me... to Hitman.
The crowd starts cheering for the giant.
BK: Hitman, you are completely jealous due to the fact that, I, BK London, the GREATEST International Champion in history, eliminated you from the Chairman for a Day Battle Royal. Boo freakin hoo. You ain't so big. I could...
Just before BK can continue with the taunting, "Going Postal" cuts him off as the fans leap to their feet. BK then gets a surprised look on his face as Hitman of the Gods and his manager Athena walk down to the ramp. Hitman looks visibly mad as he approaches the ring with Athena. Hitman scoops up Athena in his strong arms and sets her into the ring on her feet while Hitman grasps the top rope and steps over it into the ring. He says nothing as BK slowly begins to back off. Hitman throws up his fist for a punch but BK hightails it out of the ring. Fans are now taunting BK as he approaches the ramp.
BK: Veeeeeeeeeeeeeeeery funny. Laugh it up, Hitman. Why don't you save all your frustration for your opponent on Monday? You know... him?
BK points to someone. Hitman turns around and is met with a spinebuster from "The Force of Nature" Danny Richards! Athena slowly gets backed into the corner while BK changes his mind and runs into the ring. BK starts choking Hitman with his IN title. However, Hitman soon grabs BK's throat and the two men begin brawling. Hitman pauses to throw Danny over the top rope then continues to brawl with BK. Security runs down but it still isn't enough as Hitman shoves them all off and goes for BK. BK gets the advantage with a swift kick to the groin then stomps away on the giant. Hitman stands up and throws a punch at BK and soon, more security guards and The Senatorial Stable run down to the ring to keep Hitman at bay. BK and Hitman yell at each other as we cut to commercial.
End scene.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 10, 2005 15:53:38 GMT -5
Match 2: Rawt vs. Red's Only Fan (Credit: RDK)
The crowd is hyped for tonight's opening bout, and are indeed thrilled to see Philip enter the ring for his announcement...
Philip: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is the opening bout for tonight's Thursday Night Meltdown! Introducing first, from Columbus, Ohio, he is a former GFWWE Lightweight Champion...The Only Reds Fan!!!!
Reptile track from the Mortal Kombat soundtrack is playing and Red makes his way out of the entrance way quickly. He gets a decent pop and the crowd begins to make a chant of "Reds Reds REDS!" He salutes them before entering the ring and pacing back and forth. This match has some build...
Philip: ...And his opponent, he hails from Berlin, Germany...weighing in at 300 lbs, Rawt "The Crippler" Ross!!!
"Another One Bites The Dust" hits the arena as the crowd give a reaction which consists of a mix. Rawt has had some hilarious segments, but his cocky attitude derives from some popularity. Nonetheless, he is becoming an interesting character here in ACW. Gelale makes her way down with him, they lock lips for a second or two before he leaves her as she stands at the ramp way and he continues to stride down the stage until he reaches the apron. He climbs over the ropes and salutes his manager and lover. She nods and slowly struts down to the ring and goes to the announcer's table. She is greeted by Edison and McNally...
“Fast” Eddie Edison: Good evening everyone and welcome to Thursday Night Meltdown! It appears we have the lovely Gelale with us here tonight! Maxwell McNally: What an honor! Please, have a seat Ms. Gelale!!! Gelale: Mmmm, thank you gentlemen. I can't wait to see Rawt take out this poor loser...
Gelale sits down and puts on her headphones. The three then look on at the match that is about to unfold...
Bell Rings
The match starts up from the get-go with a grapple up. Rawt assumes immediate control by headbutting Red repeatedly. Red totally is taken by surprise and cannot withstand the power of the blows he recieves. The man nearly faints before Rawt lets go at the seventh one, not going on with his usual 10. He then takes the groggy wrestler and slams his head into the turnbuckle. Red ricochets off the turnbuckle and then falls over, leaning backwards on the ropes. Rawt goes off the opposite ropes and goes for a clothesline on Red but Red moves out of the way. Rawt clotheslines thin-air as he nearly bounces off the ropes, grabbing them to stop the vibration. Red then stops leaning on the ropes and trots over to Rawt. He goes for some chops and succeeds with a few of them but then when he goes for the irish whip, Rawt stops it and then reverses it into his own. When Red comes back Rawt slams him far across the ring with his North Eastern Hiptoss, creating a huge THUMP.
"Fast" Eddie Edison: Rawt has top tier potential, that is for sure Maxwell! That Hiptoss was DANGEROOUSSSSS!!! Maxwell McNally: I'm gonna have to agree Eddie, Rawt has dominated both Gary and Boxcar Joe, and he wasn't even pinned in the triple threat last week! Gelale: Neither of you have a clue of what he is capable of! Continue to watch as my fiance destroys this pitiful piece of garbage!
Red is now up by this time. He has alot of pep in him still and he comes back at Rawt with some more chops and punches. He tries to intimidate Rawt but it doesn't work. Rawt goes for a standing clothesline but Red dodges and goes behind Rawt, maneuvering him for a Rear Neck Lock(Orton style) backbreaker. The move has impact and Rawt shakes and goes to the ground from this attack. Red then takes the oppurtunity to go to the top rope, running, before he springboards off and lands a moonsault on top of Rawt. The crowd get excited and cheer as the referee drops to the mat, getting ready to count. The first count is made, then the second, but after two Rawt kicks out. Red refuses to take no as an answer. He goes off the top rope again and hits another springboard moonsault. This has to be it. Red pins and the referee counts.
Referee: One, Two, Thr---...
Rawt kicks out.
Referee: ....TWOOOOOOO!!!!
Maxwell McNally: Amazing, just amazing! Rawt shows such physical endurance and stamina, that even two sprinboard moonsaults can't finish the job! What is it gonna take to defeat this man? "Fast" Eddie Edison: Good question Maxwell, what IS it gonna take, Ms. Gelale? These high flying stunts are NOT doing the trick here tonight! Gelale: Oh please, you have not seen anything boys. Rawt had to fight a hobo and a nobody in the last two weeks. This time he's got someone who he can actually show some skill on!
Red cannot believe it, Rawt is getting up. Red prepares for his rise. Once Rawt gets up, Red goes for a hard kick to his head but Rawt ducks. Red spins around to be caught by Rawt by the foot. Rawt then assumes control of Red by the whole and scoop slams him to the mat. He taunts for him to get up, and he slowly does, and as he just is to his feet Rawt has already ran off the ropes and come back for a big boot to the skull of Red. Red slams down to the mat hard vibrating from shock. Rawt points at Red and says: "You certainly do not call any shots in this squared circle, my son." He then picks up Red and prepares for the Bomb Drop. Halfway through though, Red springs back to life by reversing it into a hurricanara. It takes alot of force but it works. Rawt makes the ring tremble from his impact into the mat and Red goes behind Rawt from where hes getting up and prepares to jump on his back and then roll him up. So when Rawt does get up, after about 15 or 20 seconds, Red leaps onto his back and tries to use his weight to take him down with him, but Rawt is too powerful. He grabs hold of Red and pulls him over his head into the Inverted Sitdown Piledriver position. He roars in triumph before hitting the move with tremendous force, smashing Red's skull into the mat. He then gets up, goes off the ropes and then hits the big splash onto Red for the one....two....three....
"Fast" Eddie Edison: My goodness! It appears Rawt has demolished the brave Reds fan! He made a great effort, but in the end, Rawt was to DANGEROUSSS!!! Maxwell McNally: Well it appears it's goodbye to you, Ms. Gelale. When will we be hearing from you again? Gelale: Oh if you are lucky you will get another chance to sit beside me, don't worry boys, you left a good impression....mmm, but I must get back to my man...."The Crippler" Ross....
Philip: Here is your winner....Rawt "The Crippler" Ross!!!!
The crowd give a mixed reaction to the tweener as the referee raises his hand in victory. Gelale enters the ring and hugs Rawt. Rawt embraces her and then looks down at the fallen Red. He laughs at him before pulling a card from his pocket. It's a four of hearts, he glances at it for a second, and then rips it, throwing the red pieces at the red's fan...perhaps trying to define "His heart broken"....no matter, Rawt leaves, the winner. And his ACW future seems to be becoming more successful with each match....and Red, his courage and determination in this match were well used, and despite his loss, he looks to have success on the horizon for him, a former GFWWE Lightweight Champion.....
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 10, 2005 15:54:37 GMT -5
Segment: Retribution (Credit: Tornado, DD, WCW 98)
The segment opens up in the backstage area, with Tornado standing next to interviewer Kevin. The Toronto fans are mixed in reaction between cheering and jeering the wrestler (it’s Toronto, what do you expect?) as he stands next to Kevin.
Kevin: So this past week on Warfare you managed to pin Dan ‘Daredevil’ White in the town of Yellowknife. How do you feel to finally put one over your long-time rival?
Tornado: You know what? I think I should feel great, nay, I know I should feel great but somewhere deep inside, I know that this isn’t over between me and Daredevil, and that’s simple. I managed to defeat him, yes I used a chair but come on, the match was a no DQ so you can hardly call in an ‘unfair advantage’, which is what the idea seems to be amongst the internet fans amongst us all. So I defeated him, one, two, three, and the match was done. The feud was over, and I was the one victorious. However Daredevil, being the overrated prima donna that he is he had to take revenge, and so hit that move which damn-near broke my neck again.
Tornado turns to the camera, now with an almost-desperate look on his face.
Tornado: Listen Dan, it’s been three years since you last put me out of action. I spent the last three years on a hospital bed, or with a neck brace, months and months out with physiotherapy. And what do I have to show for it? I come back, defeat the man who caused me that pain and suffering. I had done what I had set out to do. I had done what my family had wanted. I had done what my many fans out there had wanted me to do for years. And that was destroy the Daredevil. However like I mentioned earlier, Daredevil came back for more and managed to get his ‘revenge’ or whatever he chooses to call that act against humanity. But I don’t care anymore; I’ve been through it all, so consider this war Daredevil. Consider this-
Suddenly Tornado is ambushed from behind by Daredevil, who hits him in the back with a steel chair. DD then swiftly drops to the ground and locks in the Fujiwara Armbar, before locking in a scissors hold around the neck of Tornado. Tornado can do nothing but scream and tap out, and within seconds technicians and backstage staff are quick on the scene, but struggle to break DD off Tornado. Eventually they manage to break the hold and drag DD to his feet, holding him back. However DD has an odd smile over his face; it’s a smile that the elder ACW members at least are familiar with, and he keeps it plastered across his face as we fade out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 10, 2005 15:56:19 GMT -5
Match 3: Hunter vs. Jake Cheng
The card is stuffed with particularly high-quality matchups tonight, leading to an early appearance for two of the fed’s current stable rivals. Philip is in the ring.
Philip: This is a singles match, set for one fall….introducing first, From Rochester NY… he is a member of KYSPBA and leader of the Senatorial Stable…. Hunter!
”Painkiller” hits, and about half the crowd cheers as Hunter walks out; the others, in time-honoured fashion, decide to rebel and start booing loudly. Hunter seems to enjoy it, and flips off the smart-alec half of the crowd before stepping into the ring.
After a few seconds, “Through the Iris” plays, and the schizophrenic reaction continues as Jake makes his entrance.
Philip: And his opponent, from Hong Kong, China, he is a member of the Untouchables…. Jake Cheng!
Jake lets the crowd get on with their general noisemaking, and walks to the ring; he has a strangely intense look on his face, and as soon as his boots touch the mat on the inside of the ring, he charges at Hunter and hits him with an elbow strike. The ref calls for the bell before things get totally out of hand.
Bell Rings.
Hunter is only caught off guard for a second by Jake’s tactic; he turns around on his heel and kicks Jake in the gut to halt his offense, and then starts to attack with a stream of forearm blows. Gradually, Jake is pushed back to the ropes; Hunter goes for a strong clothesline, but Jake ducks and then gives Hunter a shove so that he flips over the top rope. Instinctively he grabs the rope and scrambles to get his feet to the apron, but Jake nails him with a dropkick to the back that sends him sprawling on the outside mat. Jake backs off from the ropes as Hunter gets up, and taunts him; Hunter stalks around the outside looking pissed off, and then makes a sudden dive back into the ring. Jake dashes forward and tries to stamp on Hunter, but Hunter is too quick; he rolls to his feet behind Jake, and as Jake gets up, Hunter kicks him savagely in the gut and delivers the Dynamite as a precursor to a pin. He gets just short of a 2 count, and Jake springs back up – he makes it to his feet first, and gives Hunter no chance to avoid the Sling Blade as he delivers the neckbreaker drop variation. Jake makes a pin of his own and gets a 2 to even things up; he punches Hunter in the face a couple of times before rising, and the referee gives him a warning for the closed hand. Jake, however, couldn’t care less; he’s benefiting from an energy surge, and Hunter can only minimize the damage as Jake produces a string of snapping kicks, driving Hunter back into the corner. Hunter doesn’t simply take the assault – he fights back by trying a shoulder tackle to get free, but Jake is only knocked back a couple of paces, and ducks under Hunter’s follow-up charge. Leaping to the ropes, Jake springs into a top rope flying clothesline and literally knocks Hunter head over heels; he rolls Hunter up, and Hunter has to work hard to break out at around 2.5.
Jake has surprised everyone with the ferocity of his moves, and Hunter’s fans urge him to do something about the situation. Hunter is in agreement with this, and as Jake’s adrenaline spike wears off, Hunter comes back at him and batters away with a series of forearms, elbows and the odd kick to soften Jake before he attempts the Elbow driver. The fans wince, and Jake gags for air; taking advantage of his foe’s distraction, Hunter gets on the turnbuckle and performs the Equinox to lead into a fresh pin. This time he gets somewhere close to 2.5 himself; the divided fans are either ecstatic or appalled at this. Hunter can’t resist mocking Jake as the pair of them get back on their feet; Jake takes this badly, and his anger feeds into his physical strength so that as he ricochets off the ropes, he is able to knock Hunter down with quite some force. Hunter hauls himself up, but standing close to the ropes he’s vulnerable, and the fans yell as Jake pulls off the Last Resort (Sliced Bread #2) and pins, 1…2…- Hunter kicks at the last second, and Jake curses. With Hunter still on the mat, Jake goes to the turnbuckle and signals for the Final Chapter (Backflip 540 Leg drop); he jumps off, but Hunter revives enough to get out of the way and Jake hits the unforgiving canvas. Hunter dives on top of Jake, and hooks the leg, 1…2…thr – Jake bucks in the nick of time, and rolls right out of the ring. The fans watch as Hunter gets up; he smirks and looks for Jake, but he can’t see him. A sudden surge of alarm from the fans is the only warning he gets, and it comes too late; Jake leaps back into the ring with a steel chair in hand, and smashes it against Hunter’s back. Hunter falls to his knees, and the referee calls at once for the bell, but Jake pays no attention. He keeps battering Hunter, over and over, and as he scores a strike to the head, a few drops of red start to appear on the mat as Hunter lies on it face down. The referee bravely intervenes and grabs the chair; Jake still looks furious, but this seems to snap him out of his rage, and he turns and leaves the ring as the referee throws the chair to the outside and kneels down next to Hunter.
Philip: Here is your winner, as a result of a disqualification… Hunter!
By now all the fans are booing; this isn’t the outcome they expected or wanted. Jake couldn’t care less; he’s already halfway up the ramp as the referee helps a bloodied Hunter slowly to his feet. Hunter has a face like thunder, and the fans know this is far from the end of the matter, as the show cuts to a commercial break.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 10, 2005 15:57:05 GMT -5
Segment: ‘Deja vu’ (Credit: Kudo)
ACW returns from a commercial break and ‘Poison’ rocks the arena as Kudo is greeted with assorted boos from the crowd. Kudo makes his way down the ramp slowly, taking his time and the heat from the crowd. Finally he steps into the ring and grabs a mic from Philip Jones. The crowd begins chanting “You suck!” and it slowly spreads throughout the entire arena quickly.
Kudo: That’s right keep going, I am absolutely loving this.
The fans now switch to boos.
Kudo: Oh don’t stop now, you were just getting started. Because I was truly enjoying your ignorant claims that I, “suck.” You obviously are stuck in a rut because you want to boo me, you love to boo me, hell you do boo me, but at the same time you know that I am the best thing to happen to ACW in a long LOOONG time.
The crowd volume begins to get louder.
Kudo: I am simply the guy you love to hate, but can’t help but be amazed at. And it’s your ignorance that holds people like me down. You cheer and buy merchandise from the mediocre and you throw your drinks at the greatest performers. You base your judgment on how much someone can bench press rather than how well we can perform in the ring. But believe me, when R-3 begins taking shape, you’ll know it, and I guarantee that all of your opinions will change…well maybe not you guys, seeing it as we’re still here in Canada, the pit stop on the world tour –
The crowd lets loose a massive wave of boos and “asshole” chants.
Kudo: Hey now, don’t get all defensive on me. You dish out the heat, you had better be able to take it.
The fans continue to let out their boos and jeers but Kudo starts talking again before another chant can build up.
Kudo: Now, onto more important things tonight. It seems that I ticked off Latino after my attempts to rip off El Rey’s mask in Mexico. Because I know that is the ONLY reason he would ever challenge me to a match tonight. El Rey had to cheat to stop me from completely annihilating him, and Latino, don’t even think about trying to do the same. I know you guys don’t fall too far from the tree. All you Spanish speaking people have to stick together don’t you?
The crowd boos at Kudo’s obvious cheap heat at Latino
Kudo: Either way, it doesn’t matter. It would be an honor to face Latino tonight in a match. It seems that’s all he can pull off nowadays – getting in the way and then being taken down a few notches to the new generation. Well you had better be prepared tonight Latino, because the prodigy of the new ACW generation is going to be driving in your direction, and if you’re stupid enough to try and get in the way, all I can say is…adios.
Kudo flips the mic back to Philip Jones and gives a smirk to the booing crowd as he rolls out and heads back up the ramp.
-Fade Out-
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 10, 2005 15:59:14 GMT -5
Segment: Old Friends and Familiar Faces (Credit: Senatorial Stable)
Coming back from the break, the Capitalists are seen walking down an arena hallway, keeping up a running conversation on the merits of their respective Junior title runs.
Anthony Kalb: ...but as you see, I had the title more times, as well as holding it for a longer maximum amount of time...
Kevin Fitsharris(holding the aformentioned Jr. Title): Of course you've held it longer! You had more time to hold it, I'm just getting started! Oh, and yeah, how many times have I lost it? Eh?
Kalb: You pansy, I bet you wouldn't have beaten Cernunnos, even with my help!
Fitsharris: Well, didn't I help you beat him and take most of the beating for it? Here, wait, the locker room door's cracked open...the rest of the guys are messing around over at the concession stand...
Kalb: Gotcha, could be trouble, I'll go in first.
The Capitalists charge into the locker room, ready for the worst, only to see a familiar face staring back at them.
X: Well, well, well, what have we here?
Capitalists: Senator!
The Senator: Right on the first guess! I finally managed to muster enough time up to drop by, although it was a bit of a challenge to keep up with this tour structure that ACW has implemented. So, if you guys do not mind, go ahead and call up the rest of the Stable and get them to come over here. I see that you are still champ, Fitsharris, congratulations!
Fitsharris: Damn right I'm still champ!
Senator: Indeed you are, Kalb, it is commendable that you have helped him stay champ, too, although I doubt there is anyone out there right now that could take the Junior title off of either of you...Hunter! Fallen! Woah! I believe your name is, Hitman, am I right? And the bald guy, Santiago?
The Stable filters into the locker room, with a look of disbelief on their faces at their collective suprise.
Santiago: So what if I am bald? Anyways nice to meet you Steve.
Santiago and Senator shake hands.
Santiago: As you can see, I'm obviously the weakest link of the group.
Santiago smiles and goes and sits down.
Senator: Don't accept that, if Hunter picked you, you should have a great deal of potential.
Hitman: Wow, you're the Senator? Damn, I've heard so many great things about you. It'd be an honor to work alongside you one day.
Senator: Hey thanks.
FSX: Great to see you around, Senator, things sure have been interesting lately.
Hunter: Hey man, I've heard it's been difficult up there in Washington. But please...pretty please...come back. And soon.
Senator (chuckling): Will do. Ok, now that you are all here, I would just like to say a few things. First off, congratulations Hunter, you have indeed kept the Stable running and have made some fine choices, making an alliance with Kudo Yasuda's Armada, bringing in new members, good. However, at the same time, I want to light a fire under you guys. I am coming back, not yet, mind you, but when I do, I want to see some titles on you guys! Hunter, you have all the tools to get the ACW title, go out there and get it! Hitman, I do not see why a person of your stature does not have a title at this point, why not team with Santiago and get the tag titles? It may be tough to beat a dream team, but if you use proper teamwork, you can do it. Fallen, well, you have a title, so I can not complain about that!
Kalb: So, really, though, what have you been doing?
Senator: Oh, I have been busy with politcal matters for the most part, I also managed to work a few matches in All Japan recently, and worked out a few new moves that I am sure you guys will love over there.
Fitsharris: Not more moves...
Senator: Yes, more! I also am going to go back to Japan again on an extended tour as soon as I finish some deals, work on setting the foundation on defeating Dick Durbin again in the '06 primary election, and get a few bills passed, and then, quoting Douglas McArthur, I shall return...and that, my friends, is nothing...
Fitsharris: But the truth!
Senator: Aagh! Fitsharris! Some things never change...well, seeing that time is running short, and I have to be moving, I shall see you guys again soon!
The Senator walks out of the room at a brisk pace, and one can only wonder what will happen when he returns on a full time basis.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 10, 2005 16:01:03 GMT -5
Match 4: Submission Match Daredevil vs. Rena (Credit: Latino)
The fans have enjoyed all the action so far, and the pattern looks set to continue as Philip enters the ring.
Phillip: This next match is a Submissions Match! The winner of the match must be the first one to make his or her opponent tap out via a submission move! Introducing first from New York, New York….Rena!
The fans jump up as Rena’s theme hits the speakers. Many hold up signs that say “ACW’s Sexiest Diva” and “Marry me Rena” with a oddly shaped ring underneath it. Rena walks down the entranceway with a smile on her face as she’s already successful from her recent win. Many male and a few female fans yell out to her but she pays them no mind. She climbs onto the apron and steps between the ropes as she enters the ring. Rena raises her arms to the fans as they keep cheering for ACW’s Greatest Diva.
Phillip: And her opponent from Cardiff, Wales, England….The Welsh Dragon….Daredevil!
A remix of the Welsh National Anthem starts playing as the fans turn their attention to Daredevil. They instantly start to boo Daredevil and yell out various taunts. He yells back at a few fans and continues walking down to the ring as he raises his right to the fans. He jumps on the apron and looks over at Rena with a smirk on his face. Daredevil steps between the ropes and gets ready for the match to start as the bell echoes throughout the arena.
* The Bell Rings *
Daredevil throws a right at Rena just before the bell sounds. Taken off guard Rena falls back a few steps and works to block the strikes brought upon her. Daredevil grabs Rena’s arm and whips her into the ropes and quickly follows her. Before she can bounce against the ropes Daredevil tries to apply a Full Nelson Lock. Rena struggles and the fans are already booing Daredevil over and over. Rena reaches behind Daredevil and counters the move with an inverted Jawbreaker. Daredevil falls back, grabbing his jaw in pain. Rena rolls to the right and is back on her feet in seconds. She runs across the ring, bouncing off the ropes and then jumps up high with a legdrop directly onto Daredevil’s jaw once again. Rena applies an Indian Deathlock and the Referee slides onto the mat as he starts asking Daredevil the question that is now on everyone’s mind. He shakes his head violently “NO” and pushes against the mat trying to escape the hold. Rena keeps a firm stance and applies the pressure more and more trying to end the match as quick as possible. Daredevil grabs Rena’s legs and finally with great force breaks the hold. She rolls backwards and just as she’s about to get on her feet Daredevil dropkicks her in the face. Rena falls on her back and Daredevil tries for a sharpshooter as he twists Rena’s legs and works to turn her over. Rena struggles and grabs onto the ropes. The Referee yells at Daredevil to release the hold but Daredevil doesn’t listen. The Referee starts to count and Daredevil violently pulls Rena back and in mid-air slams her down on her neck. Daredevil now walks around Rena as the fans are chanting “Daredevil Sucks! Daredevil Sucks! Daredevil Sucks!” He looks around with a look of near surprise and then shouts out a few demanding phrases.
Rena rolls around the mat holding her neck in pain. She slowly gets up as she grabs onto the ropes. Daredevil still has his back towards Rena and then as he turns around Rena gives him a chick kick to the face. He falls down to one knee and before he can get up Rena swings with another Chick Kick this time sending Rena into a daze of his world. Rena runs past him building up enough momentum and jumps over. She grabs Daredevil by the back of head and forces him down into the ring mat. She releases the hold causing Daredevil to snap back slamming his head hard once again. The fans are now chanting for Rena as she’s gained control. Rena stands up Daredevil and throws him over the ropes sending him to the outside mats. She quickly follows as she slides under the ropes and gives Daredevil a kick to the back of the head. She grabs him the arm and Irish Whips him toward the nearest steel post. Daredevil counters the hold and swings Rena around in a semi-circle. Rena is swung around and her arm slams straight into the steel post. Rena bounces to the side holding her arm in pain. Daredevil rolls back in and then back out to the outside breaking the Referee counts. He walks over towards Rena with confidence and grabs her beaten arm once again. Daredevil attacks her arm with an elbow and then goes to repeat the torture once more but Rena pulls out at the nick of time. She uses her other arm and gives Daredevil a hard slap against the face and then throws him into the ringside apron. Rena rolls back in the ring and drags Daredevil along with her as she’s intent on working towards a finish.
Rena stands up and gives Daredevil a swift kick to the back. She stands Daredevil back onto his feet and goes for a Bridgeover German Suplex. Daredevil’s neck slams hard onto the ring mat once more and then Rena releases the hold. Daredevil falls back onto his knees and Rena comes at him with a clothesline. Rena misses the move as Daredevil ducks. She turns around and Daredevil charges at her with a Flying Headbutt. Rena reverses the move into a Fade to Black with finesse and ease. She locks on the choking headscissors and Daredevil swings in a full 360 degree motion trying to escape the hold. Rena keeps a firm hold as Daredevil starts to lose his energy. He keeps trying to break out but Rena’s legs are strong and she has no intent on releasing the move now. Daredevil makes a few steps to the side and then falls down to one knee as more and more energy is fading away. He tries to grab a hold of Rena but once again he has no luck. The Referee is asking him once again if he gives up and once again for the second time in the match he shakes his head no. Daredevil swings around in another 360 degree motion and slams Rena’s head against the turnbuckle corner. She falls off, releasing the hold. Daredevil shakes his head and then drags Rena to the middle of the ring. He quickly apples a Fujiwara Armbar and then applies as much pain as he can. Rena tries moving around the ring desperately working to the reach the nearest rope. The fans are chanting out loud now for her. The Referee slides onto the mat as he asks Rena the same question as he did before to Daredevil. She shakes her head no and keeps trying to inch her way closer to the ropes. Daredevil moves her back towards the middle of the ring and then with a vicious look in his eyes pulls on the arm violently. Rena taps out at the final surge of pain and Daredevil finally releases the hold satisfied with the match finally over.
Phillip: Here is your winner by submission….Daredevil!
Daredevil rolls to the side on his back exhausted after the tough match he just went through. Rena is the first get up as she holds onto the arm that is immense pain. The fans haven’t stopped their chanting as she looks around in surprise at their reaction. Rena glances over at Daredevil and then starts to leave the ring. As she steps between the ropes Daredevil is now finally getting back up. He favors his neck as the damage seems to have been done despite his win. He raises his arm getting a big amount of boos and yells from the crowd as the show cuts to commercial.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 10, 2005 16:02:45 GMT -5
Segment: Apologies (Credit: Hunter)
It's times like this I wish that I was less shy around people. And I'm never shy. How ironic. My little stunt on Monday got me in trouble with the authorities, among other people. I had to return Rena to her apartment a few hours after the kidnapping. And here I am, after Ginger told me to apologize to her. Apologizing to a woman for kidnapping her is like telling a cancer patient that it's just a random sore...then laughing at them and telling them the truth.
I walk up to her door and knock. I can hear her breath coming from the other side of the door. I think she knew I was coming. The door opens and she stands in front of me, silent and radiant simultaneously.
Rena: Can I help you?
Hmm, she's not afraid. Did that chloroform fuck her up even more? She smiles seductively at me and motions for me to enter. I've never been one to disobey women. I come in and get right to the point, just the way they like it.
Hunter: I've come here to apologize.
Rena: For what?
She's either stupid or playing mind games.
Hunter: Kidnapping you.
Rena: Oh, I don't mind. It wasn't anything...dangerous.
Mind games.
Hunter: You weren't afraid?
Rena: Not at all. Drink?
I nod. I could use a few from her mind games. She gives me a beer and I down a quarter of it before she can even open her mouth.
Hunter: And why not, may I ask?
Rena: You're just not...threatening.
Is she challenging my manhood?
Hunter: ...well it was fun while it lasted.
Rena: Maybe for you.
I down the rest of the bottle in record time.
Hunter: Could I use your bathroom?
Rena: Down the hall, third door to the left.
I put down the bottle and follow her instructions. I relieve myself, then while washing my hands I hear a loud crash.
Hunter: Davey Boy's home.
I turn off the sink and peer around the corner. He stands above her, stumbling around randomly. He's drunk, and this is clearly no simple bar drunk. This is full blown party drunk. Rave, maybe.
Davey: I heard some other guy...who's...in there?
Rena: ...uh...no one. You're just hearing things.
Davey: I can see 20/20, what are you talking *hic* about?
He might've even fallen into a pool of beer and sucked it dry. I wouldn't be surprised.
Rena: Forgot about it, baby. You're just being paranoid.
He pushes past her and comes toward me. Does he know I'm here? I quickly jump behind a shelf and await his entrance. It finally comes, and I see that he has decided to relieve himself similar to what I had done earlier. I decide to not risk anything...so I thrust his head into the toilet.
Hunter: Why hello there Davey Boy!
I pull it out and repeat.
Hunter: How's it been, eh?
Repeat.
Hunter: Who's the bitch now?
He sure has a knack for getting his head thrust into a toilet. I pull him out and punch him in the face.
Hunter: I'll get you back for Samhain you son of a bitch!
A final kick to the gut, then I walk out and notice the door getting banged on. I can hear the shouts of people, whom I believe to be a few of his friends. I quickly jump out of the window and land on my feet, then go to my car. I've sent my message, and he received it. I just hope he doesn't know the return address...wait, what the hell was that?
Fade Out
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 10, 2005 16:04:02 GMT -5
Segment: Best way to stop Goliath (Credit: BK/Danny)
The scene opens up with ACW's own Danny Richards, making his way down the corridor. The crowd immediately begins booing him for his actions against Hitman of the Gods earlier in the night. He stops for a cup of coffee, and at that moment International Champion BK London enters the camera shot to a mixed reaction from the crowd. He stares at the former Rookie Monster and Danny Richards stares at the current International Champion.
BK: You know I didn't have a chance to thank you for your help against Hitman of the Gods earlier in the night.
Danny: It was no problem. Anything to give me the advantage for my match on Monday? I mean who does Hunter think he is booking me into a match against that giant goofball.
BK: It won't matter what Hunter does come Monday, because from what I saw you can decimate Hitman any chance that you wanted to. Your a powerhouse yourself.
Danny: Yeah, well I have to get going. I've got to start my training..
Danny turns around and begins to walk off but BK places his hand on his shoulder. Danny slowly turns his head around slowly and BK is smiling behind him.
BK: Just one more thing, how about you and I, we create somewhat of an alliance.
Danny: I'm not into stables, I usually take care of things by myself.
BK: Well its not much of a stable, but us just...how can I put this...looking out for each other. Why don't you think about it and get back to me on that? And I need to ask one more favor for you tonight. You in?
Danny: What do you have in mind?
BK: Come with me my friend, come with me.
BK puts his arm over Danny's shoulder and they walk off and BK explains his plan but the sound begins to fade out before the crowd can hear anything he is saying. What could these two have planned?
Fade Out.
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