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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 16, 2006 17:13:01 GMT -5
Wind of Change Domino Effect XIII
The scene fades in and the first thing seen is a blazing bolt of gold that strikes the eyes of the viewers with a stinging frenzy. One would naturally assume that this light is coming from something bright and holy, like perhaps a light bulb, but in this case one is wrong. No, this gold is coming from just that: gold. The World Title and one of the Tag Team Titles glitter solemnly as Hunter walks down the hall with the aforementioned titles secured around his waist. He walks with a silent fury, an emotion that is sadly not alone upon his features. Hunter turns the corner and sees a door that reads "RDK", and without so much as a thought he kicks it open and steps inside.
Hunter: KANYON! WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU!?
There is a short silence and this allows for Hunter's anger to die down slightly. And then, without any warning at all, there is a loud roar.
RDK: WHO DARES DISTURB THE MACHO MAN!?
Hunter turns slightly to the left as the hulking form of the Macho Man RDK appears beside him wearing his ring gear. He completely applies his wrist tape before Hunter finally speaks.
Hunter: Now listen to me; I want you to stay the fuck away from Santiago!
RDK: What?
Hunter: You heard me! I don't want you to spread anymore bullshit around him! Just stay the fuck away!
RDK: Who are you, his mother? Brudah, Santiago came to me from his own free will! I'm just giving him some advice, and if he takes it it's all up to him.
Hunter: But you're telling him stupid shit about how he should leave the Senatorial Stable!
RDK: Brudah, I said no such thing! I'm just helping him realize his full potential!
Hunter: Well...stop it! He's mine and Senator's pupil, not yours!
RDK: I said it once, I'll say it again: he's doing this from free will. You can't control free will!
Hunter can argue all he wants, but at the same time he knows RDK is right.
Hunter: ...well maybe not. But that doesn't mean you should tell him, or fuck, encourage him to leave us and join you!
RDK: God damn it, Hunter, you're not listening! I'm not doing that! Why are you so goddamn paranoid about it?
Hunter ponders this question for a relatively long period of time, and yet his answer is so simple.
Hunter: ...I don't want to lose my tag team partner nor my friend to the likes of you.
RDK: Have you ever thought that maybe you're seeing this wrong? Maybe what I'm doing is right and what you're doing is wrong?
He never saw it that way. But it is through new information that one can see clearly.
Hunter: I...I...I'll see you in the ring.
He shoots his rival a vicious stare for a few moments, then turns around and walks out of the room without a moment's hesitation. Hunter left the question unanswered, and for good reason too. Had he seen it any other way but his, he might be weakened for his upcoming match. And the last thing Hunter wants is to lose power before a match as important as this one. RDK's face turns from one of anger to one of a questioning manner. After all, Hunter's not the only one who has things to worry about in his life. And RDK will shortly address his own problems, for better or worse. Both men are not at one hundred percent, and both men are in a questioning mood. How will this affect their performance in their match?
Well, there's only one way to find out...
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 16, 2006 17:13:38 GMT -5
Match 6: Non Title Match Hunter vs. RDK
The time for the final match has at last come, and it’s set to be a cracker. Philip pauses on entering the ring, lending gravity to proceedings.
Philip: Our main event tonight is a non-title singles match, set for one fall. Introducing first, from Yellowknife, Canada… the Macho Man, RDK!
”Macho Man” hits, and RDK comes out to wave upon wave of cheering. He hails the fans from the stage and then walks down to the ring, where he circles and hails them again. Philip has to wait a good few moments before things calm down enough for him to go on.
Philip: And his opponent, from Rochester, New York… he is the current ACW World Champion, Andrew Hunter!
The darkened arena is most atmospheric as “Ex Nihilo” plays, and Hunter comes out to plenty of boos from the fans. He ignores them, for he has far more important things on his mind at the moment, and enters the ring, discarding his extraneous wear as he does so.
RAF doesn’t keep anyone waiting; he knows the history as well as the next man, and swiftly signals for the bell in order to bring things fully under his jurisdiction.
Bell Rings.
Everything that has been happening during this evening’s events has led to the situation now about to unfold in the ring. If Hunter and RDK had points to prove before tonight, these have now been joined by something deeper. The two men tie up at once, there is nothing to be gained in a standoff, and they put full effort into trying to overcome one another. RDK comes off best, and hits a swift suplex on Hunter; he goes for an elbow drop on top of this, but Hunter rolls aside, nips up, and then kicks his foe on the mat a couple of times, finishing with a double footed stomp. RDK manages to avoid this last move and is back on his feet almost straight away; the crowd gets engaged fully with the match as Hunter and RDK trade a succession of forearm blows with the odd elbow mixed in. It’s almost as if they’re both trying to outthink one another, after all they have met several times in the past, and they know one another’s fighting style inside out. RDK’s response to this is a simple one, as he uses his exceptional raw strength to whip Hunter hard into the turnbuckle. Hunter has no immediate counter for this inanimate object and strikes it at speed; RDK keeps back a few paces, so that Hunter has to turn around and face him. Only then does RDK move in and attempt to deliver several kicks to the gut; Hunter takes a couple and then frees himself with a shoulder tackle, pushing RDK back enough for Hunter to get clear of the constraints of the corner and then slipping behind him. RDK swivels around, keen to protect his back which is still slightly weakened from events in his past, and this gives Hunter the opportunity to set up his double arm whip into a standing tiger driver. The fans pop for the move and Hunter pins, getting just shy of a 2 count for his efforts.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 16, 2006 17:14:02 GMT -5
A five year old could most likely tell you that it’s going to take more than that for Hunter to secure this victory, and indeed RDK shows no lack of energy as he gets back on his feet. Some more cursory blows are exchanged, and then RDK makes use of his penchant for a headbutt or two, dizzying Hunter momentarily and then whipping him to the closest ropes to set up for a neat Samoan drop. It’s a move the crowd never tire of, and deserves and gets a pop in its own right; RDK makes a cover, but only gets around a 1.5 off of it. Though Hunter’s movements and facial expression are totally different to those seen much earlier in the filmed segment, he still carries himself with a “flow” that is captivating to watch, and as RDK comes at him again for a mighty clothesline, Hunter counters it with seemingly no effort at all into a spinebuster. It’s almost graceful, but not in the least lacking in power – the sudden widening of RDK’s eyes on impact proves this, and Hunter gets slightly over the 2 when RAF counts the pin. Hunter’s confidence, which is almost never lacking, is most certainly growing as he pulls RDK back up on to his feet and then gets him in a headlock in preparation for the Thunderstorm. He knees RDK once, twice – and then RDK manages to hook his arms under Hunter’s upheld knee, and lifts him up, tipping the pair of them over backward and letting gravity assist from that point on. The crowd cries out as RDK uses all the power in his legs to flip them both over, landing Hunter on his shoulders and upper back (thankfully not on his neck); this puts him automatically into a pin position as RDK turns over and drapes an arm, and RAF reacts quickly, dropping and counting, 1…2.. – Hunter kicks away, and the crowd spontaneously applaud as both men fight their way back on to their feet, a little more slowly this time. RDK pounds his chest with a fist, and then gives Hunter a glance with a trademark eyebrow, as if to say, “I’VE still got tricks up my sleeve, brudah!” – the question is, does Hunter have anything of his own to match them?
Anger has a strange, dual effect; over the short term it can make a person powerful, but once that brief time has elapsed, fatigue will set into a drained body with greater than normal speed. So it is with both RDK and Hunter; even as they meet in the centre of the ring and batter one another with punches and kicks, they can both feel that stamina is not going to be their ticket to success in this match. For the fans, however, that’s not a bad thing, as RDK and Hunter quickly start to produce their most powerful and spectacular moves while they’ve still got the strength to make them count; Hunter uses both a short-range Floyd Kick and a somewhat sloppy Red Apple driver, attaining two counts that verge on the 3 mark but can’t quite pass it. Similarly, RDK busts out a Macho Slam and then a Jabroni buster in quick succession, for 2 identical counts of 2.9 or so; the fans are now all standing, each time expecting this non-PPV match to come to an end, and each time having those expectations confounded. It makes no difference that there are no titles to be won or lost; the desire for victory in each man is as strong as ever, and though they both look a little weary, they close in and lock up, deadlocked as they rack their brains for a surefire way to win (and if it also acts as a slight rest hold, no one begrudges it to them…)
RDK glances at the view directly over Hunter’s shoulder, and inspiration comes. Summoning his strength, he drives forward like a diesel train, forcing Hunter into the corner; he gets up on the first rope, and uses a counted 10 punch to daze Hunter sufficiently for the next part of his plan. Carefully, he sets Hunter up on the post, before ascending himself; the crowd starts to roar, as RDK sets up what looks like a top rope Fisherman’s suplex. It’s a risky option, and as RDK readies for the lift, Hunter makes his move, rakes RDK’s eyes and then reverses the lift, so that he brings RDK up into vertical suplex position. The crowd goes nuts, and Hunter smiles as he stalls on the Shotgun for effect… but it’s a critical mistake, as RDK fights back, and unbalances the pair of them before Hunter can take a controlled leap. Instead, they come down together, both face first, and the crowd cries out once again; RAF checks on both men, but they stagger up almost together, Hunter just a touch in front. Hunter’s anger from before is still there, and he determines to complete the Shotgun properly this time – but as he gets close, RDK makes a sudden move, upends Hunter, and backslides him right into a sneaky pin. RAF drops and counts, 1…….2….three-
Hunter kicks out, but RAF is standing back up, and signals for the bell. The arena explodes with sound as all around arguments break out; half the audience, Eddie Edison and Hunter are all of the opinion that the kick was in time, while the other half of the audience, Max McNally and RDK take the other view. But it’s the opinion of just one man that counts in the end, and RAF is standing by his decision. He gives Philip the cue to speak even as the timekeeper is ascertaining whether or not to ring the bell.
Philip: Here is your winner… uh… the Macho Man, RDK!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 16, 2006 17:15:01 GMT -5
RDK is the winner, but his mood hasn’t improved; in a rage at the dispute, he picks Hunter up by the head and then throws him over the top rope. Hunter lands on the outside taking a hard bump. RDK then walks to the other side of the ring, pointing at a worker to give him a mic. The worker immediately responds by searching for one and handing it to the macho man, being scared of him at the moment for he has a very angry face on. RDK raises the mic in the air and then lifts his head up to speak into it...He then also uses his other arm to point at Hunter who is trying to get on his feet on the outside, clutching his title that has now been given to him.
RDK: --Now what just happened? YOU KNOW WHAT JUST HAPPENED! The Macho Man came out here, and proved a point. The Macho Man can STILL step into the ring and show even the "best" in the business whos boss. This man, is not a champion...
The camera switches over to a close up of Hunter's sweaty face as he clutches the championship. He does not appear amused. The camera then switches back to RDK in the ring.
RDK: Now the macho man doesn't know why, but there is alot of fuckin' hatred in his veins right now. Paranoia, anger, it doesn't matter. The Macho Man needs to blow some fuckin' steam...
RDK then drops the mic and tenses up before making a swift movement, chopping one of the ring's ropes in two. The now loose ropes hang from the turnbuckles. RDK breathes heavily, his arm red, but his face sure. The impact is so great that his arm begins to show signs bleeding. RDK appears to be either unaware of it or ignorant though, he appears pissed.
RDK: Who am I kidding, I have been paying attention, theres been big chain of events that have happened here tonight, and there is no fucking way The Macho Man could be left out. It appears that I am now the next chain, but the mach of all mach doesn't play that game brudahs. I am sick and tired of the bullshit I've been through, tonight I am going to take it out on someone....whether it be you...
RDK points towards Hunter...
RDK: ...You...
RDK points at Edison...
RDK: ...Or even you...
RDK points to a fat kid in the crowd.
Fat Kid: Me?
RDK: No brudah you ain't a mach, just have another nach. OoOoh Nooooo!
RDK snaps at the kid and then points at him and he then obeys by continuing to stuff nachos in his fat face...
RDK: -BUT BRUDAHS....I've been born a rambling man, so I'm going to ramble on, the steam is a flowing, this show needs a goin'! First off, The Macho Man is sick and tired of this bull shit. Hunter, I defeated you just a few weeks ago, and where is my title match brudah? WHERE IS MY TITLE MATCH? Instead you give me this match tonight, with no title on the line. Brudah I don't go for that, and frankly think you should set your priorities straight if you think your ready for the next level. If you can't truly beat the mach one more time for that title, then retire brudah, just retire.
Hunter by now is on his feet and is brushing off his title. He doesn't care, hes the champion thats all he cares about. He snidely sneers at RDK before placing the championship on his shoulder, patting the belt.
RDK: Shut your dirty mouth brudah, the macho man doesn't need any shit from you. If you want to make comments like that, take them up to the fuckin' macho motel, where theres jabroni beatins' all night LONG!
OoOoh Yeeeah!
RDK: Damn rights brudahs! Who else has been pissing off the mach? Practically the whole lot of ACW aside from the lovely Kitsune and my dear friend Victor "Latino" Laureano brudahs! Dan White, Jake Cheng and Jonny Spade and Tornado, who the hell do you guys think you are? There is no place for you in a fed like this. This is the league of main eventahs! All of you have fallen before me, unable to defeat me in this sport. For shame on all of you brudahs. And Like the mach has said time and time again, two dollar, got a loonie, 50 soonie, don’t got a quarta, where’s my dime, not even a penna, Name is a Rena! She is thinking of things too big, not in her reach. She is not at the macho man's level! I know it, she knows it...and the people KNOW IT!
The crowd cheers in delight of being acknowledged.
RDK: Oh and what else, we got the Senator! This brudah thinks he can take me to the next level like he did with his mudah? Nuh uh, brudah don't swing that way jabroni! As far as I'm concerned you gotta get your ass on Know Your Role Boulevard and get some skills and moves into gear because come Bloody Valentine, chitty chitty bang bang, The Macho Man will walk out, the undisputed winner! Don't try and make a comeback, your not going to brudah, The Macho Man is simply your greater in every aspect of this business, accept it.
The crowd has a mixed reaction on this for some truly believe Senator is a much better technical wrestler than RDK.
RDK: Then...we finally come to Torak brudah, OoOoh Noo! The mach don't think so! Slow down brudah, you ain't never had a title, thats a fact brudah! I defeated you in your first match here, and BAYUM there goes the so called "monster". You couldn't beat Alicia, you couldn't beat Latino. We were unstoppable and you knew it brudah. You knew it damn well. And now your trying to make a name for yourself again, WELL TOO FUCKING BAD, NOT ON MY WATCH! GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE RIGHT NOW! YOU WANT A FUCKING MONSTER?? I WILL UNLEASH THE MONSTER BRUDAH!
OOOOH YEAAH!!!
RDK begins to macho up----
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 16, 2006 17:15:50 GMT -5
…and the crowd goes bananas as without fanfare or ceremony, the ground starts to physically shudder under their feet. A few seconds pass, and suddenly Torak is there, he comes right out of the crowd and vaults the barrier, giving RDK only a second or two to prepare himself. Hunter just watches with a smirk as RDK and Torak unleash hell on one another, but as he does this he becomes aware of running footsteps behind him. Fearing an ambush, Hunter grasps his belt and swings around – and Santiago ducks it in the nick of time. He stares at Hunter, shocked, and then angry.
Santiago: What the…. Fuck, Hunter, you almost nailed me!
Hunter: You snuck up on me! Why are you here anyway?
Santiago: RDK’s in trouble, I can’t just leave him-
Hunter’s anger reaches his mouth before his brain can act.
Hunter: SCREW RDK! What are you, his mom? Or perhaps he’s your pimp?
Santiago hears no more; he punches Hunter directly in the face, and the crowd stars cheering as a second pitched fight breaks out on the outside. The noise covers the sounds of shouting coming from the back until the last possible second…
And then all hell literally breaks loose, as a stream of superstars comes surging down to ringside. The Senator is in the lead, and he tries to break up Hunter and Santiago, but the Untouchables are not far behind, and they arrive on mass.
Dan: Now, NOW! Let’s take these guys apart while they’re-
Tornado: SHUT UP, Dan, who died and made you leader?
Dan: Why, you-
It’s a complete clusterfuck as stable bonds break down and the scrap becomes every man for himself. Just when it looks like things couldn’t possibly get any more manic, a voice cuts through the noise…
Latino: YOU!! Damn you Torak, I should have guessed!!
BK: We saw the footage from the start of the show, all this is YOUR fault. Your ass is mine!
BK and Latino run down the ramp and wade into the chaos. As Torak makes some space by throwing Jake Cheng over the top and taking down about 5 people in the process, Rena and AK come out from the back and survey the scene.
AK: Men… absolutely no self control at all.
Rena: You know it, Hon.
AK:……. want to join in anyway?
Rena: Well, duh. Of course.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 16, 2006 17:16:45 GMT -5
The crowd is absolutely loving this, and the ring and its environs are now utterly jammed with angry wrestlers; it takes several dedicated fans with Tivos to spot all the best moves. The Senator Partisan kicks three people in succession, while Latino goes for the frog splash and ends up doing a “crowd surfing” move before being dumped to the outside. Dan and Tornado’s long term dislike for one another reignites, and Dan uses his “That’s Entertainment” hurricanrana variation to send Tornado straight into Hunter, who has just finished giving Rena the Land Mine Dolphin. Torak seemingly manages to hit everyone at least once, but this triggers a mass attack, and Torak revels in the destruction as he does a bit of spring cleaning…
And then he comes face to face with Latino. The pair lock eyes, and a space magically appears between them.
Latino: …It’s time, mira. Your hide belongs to me!
Without further warning, Latino charges; Torak’s eyes flash, and he readies himself… but Latino runs straight past him, and dives into a sliding tackle. Richard Parker, who has been sitting on the edge of the apron, deftly hops up and bounces off of Latino’s head as he goes sliding out of the ring again; like most animals, he can tell when he’s being stared at, and his fur stands on end as he makes himself as big as possible.
Torak and Parker stare one another down… everything spontaneously stops, and neither needs words to make themselves understood. Even so, a few feet away Santiago loosens up his Santi’s Secret hold on Jonny, and whispers.
Santiago: Psst, Jonny, what’s going on?
Parker hisses, and Torak seemingly smirks under his mask.
Jonny: Richard Parker objects to Torak tormenting Latino. He says that’s his job…
Torak makes a sudden grab for Parker, perhaps keen to test whether or not there is in fact room to swing a cat in the ring at present. Parker bails out, but is immediately spotted by Tidus, who has arrived at ringside holding his bowl in the vain hope that someone there will feed him. Tidus goes after Parker, who jumps on the guard rail and dashes along it; this causes the fans in the front to drop copious quantities of snacks in surprise, and Tidus happily starts hoovering them up like a furry vacuum cleaner. As everyone is distracted by this, one man makes his move; bearing his title, Hunter jumps into the ring, and goes for Torak with it, aiming for the head. Torak pushes him aside, but this is the signal for everyone else to get involved, and the crowd roars as the individual battles become one huge fight, and within seconds bodies start flying as the casualties mound. To his dismay, Hunter quickly finds himself alone once more; Torak flexes his muscles and grabs Hunter around the throat, and Hunter realizes that he’s lost his title somewhere along the line. The crowd goes nuts as Torak signals the Medievil Driver, and he’s not holding anything back… but he fails to realize that it’s not him they’re going berserk for. As Torak turns, he sees what the audience sees; AK’s sprinting across the ring, with Hunter’s belt in her hands. Torak tries to hold Hunter up as a human shield, but Hunter refuses to be manipulated, and frees himself to jump out of the way just in time. Torak takes a face full of metal, and staggers backward; Hunter dashes in, and punches Torak once, twice – Torak is on the verge of overbalancing – and as AK rushes up, Hunter grabs the other side of the belt and they both swing it together, finally with enough force to send the big man crashing over the top. It’s a significant fall for such a large man, and the audience cheers itself hoarse as Torak lies dazed on the outside.
AK gives Torak a “bye bye!” wave, while Hunter makes a less polite gesture; they both smile and laugh, but these die away as they notice properly for the first time what’s actually going on. Slowly, they turn and look at one another; slowly, silence descends on the arena, on fan and superstar alike.
Some silences are beautiful; some are agonizing… and some are powerful. This silence is all of these, and more.
With their hands on the World Title belt, AK and Hunter cannot find the words to express what they feel. They both have things they wish they could say, but for which language is insufficient.
But at Bloody Valentine, they must find a way to communicate… one way or another.
Fade to Black.
End of Show.
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Post by Jack Jefferson on Feb 16, 2006 17:18:06 GMT -5
GREAT SHOW!
Randomness rules!
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Post by rawt on Feb 16, 2006 17:19:52 GMT -5
Good show!
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Post by hunter on Feb 16, 2006 17:20:42 GMT -5
*sigh*
Sure I lost. But it was a great show and a great ending. Oh, and of course...
FALLEN SOULS BAW GAWD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Post by Karate Master Kudo on Feb 16, 2006 17:21:06 GMT -5
Great show and loved the ending
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Post by scrawn on Feb 16, 2006 17:22:45 GMT -5
...Wow...
This worked really well, great show.
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Post by The Senator on Feb 16, 2006 17:25:20 GMT -5
An awesome show with a very obvious version of...[glow=red,2,300]The Senator's Moment of the Show![/glow]
The Domino Effect stuff and Ninja Richard Parker could have taken this prize, but I always place returns up high in priority:)
Oh, and Hunter=Neo, and I got Hossed:)
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Post by Torak on Feb 16, 2006 17:46:05 GMT -5
Well, that went as well as I hoped. Well done everyone who was involved in the Domino Effect for making it work. Some good unrelated segments too. The Jonny to AK segments win my segment(s) of the show. (So you all got outdone by a dog and a cat ) The main event has to be best match.
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Post by Jake on Feb 16, 2006 17:47:48 GMT -5
OoOoOoOoOH YEAH, AMAZING SHOW. UNTOUCHABLES UNITE
and welcome back FSX!
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Post by Jonny Spade on Feb 16, 2006 18:01:45 GMT -5
Great show everyone. Those Domino Effect Segments were great....and also everything else.
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