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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 2, 2006 16:50:28 GMT -5
But the impact results in both men completely wasted. Three of the four men lie in the ring, all if pinned may lose the match. But it’s that fourth person that suddenly catches the eye of the camera, as Tornado slowly climbs the turnbuckle closest to the camera and announcer’s table. He gets to the top, picking his opponent. He chooses the champ, as the fans are a mixture of cheering and booing as he leaps off, planting the Whirlwind (Corkscrew 360 Splash) perfectly on Kudo. He lands it, and the cover is made. McConnell suddenly has a burst of energy as the referee makes a slow cover:
1…
…McConnell is on his feet.
2…
…McConnell dives at Tornado
…3.
McConnell is a fraction of a second too late. And Tornado is able to roll off Kudo before McConnell gets any contact on the new champ, meaning he inadvertedly hits the former champ.
Philip: Here is your winner…AND NEW ACW ENTERTAINMENT CHAMPION, Tornado!
Tornado celebrates his victory and a history changing event, ending Kudo’s 200+ day title reign with the Entertainment belt. The fans have mixed reactions. Some were behind Kudo ever since his performance and positive demeanor at Bloody Valentine, and some are just plain against Tornado, but there is no doubt that everyone is surprised at the title change.
Maxwell McNally: Tornado has done it! “Fast” Eddie Edison: Kudo’s extra long title reign finally falls victim to a pinfall from Tornado. What a Meltdown match! Maxwell McNally: In Kudo’s V12 defense of the Entertainment Title, Tornado ends it there and starts a new list of his own.
Kudo is in obvious pain from the very demanding match, his knee in the worst shape of his ACW career. So much so that Kudo cannot even stand back up to his feet. Kudo tries many times to pull himself up, but his knee buckles down and sends the struggling former ET champion back down onto the mat in exhaustion. Tornado raises his arms up and pulls the belt out of the referee’s hand, extending it to the crowd and receiving a flurry of boos. Tornado takes a look at Kudo and mockingly raises the belt just over his face and then snatching it away, symbolizing the events of the match.
Maxwell McNally: Now that’s just uncalled for Eddie. Tornado won the match and the title but does he have to rub it in Kudo’s face and insult him like this?
The fans boo even more and Tornado feeds off of it, feeling near immortal now that he has stricken down the undefeatable Kudo. Kudo is helpless to act and watches in pain as Tornado insults him, with the fans jeering all the while. As Tornado takes his leave through the ring ropes and looks to be leaving, he makes a turn and grabs the R-3 ARMADA flag that Kudo placed on the side. Tornado heads back inside the ring with the flag and the fans boo even more now, anticipating some more disrespect from Tornado. Tornado doesn’t disappoint, as he stretches the flag in front of Kudo’s face, sparking Kudo to try and grab for it.
Maxwell McNally: Now that’s just wrong. Tornado won the title but does he have to make a mockery of Kudo’s dream?
Kudo pulls himself closer with his arms as Tornado places the flag spread out in front of him. Just as Kudo is about to reach the flag, Tornado presses his leg on top of Kudo’s shoulder, stopping him. Tornado then bends down and picks up the flag, still with the shredded fabric and cut corners that defined the war between the Armada so vividly. Tornado makes it a point to raise it above him, forcing Kudo to look up as he rips the flag violently, tearing it at the seams and completely shredding it with the damages already made.
“Fast” Eddie Edison: My God! He’s tearing up Kudo’s flag! He’s tearing up the Armada flag!!!
The fans do not take to this well as they erupt in boos, but Tornado is unphased. Kudo cannot do a thing to stop him, and can only watch on as the little pieces of cloth drift over his body and face, Tornado smiling the entire time through. Just as things couldn’t possibly get worse for Kudo, Tornado spits on Kudo’s face before kicking him in the gut, sending him in another episode of pain. Tornado picks up his Entertainment title belt and raises it to the crowd again, before taking one last look at Kudo and walking back up the ramp.
Maxwell McNally: What could possess a man to do such a thing? “Fast” Eddie Edison: Tornado just ensured that he’ll be gaining a lot of media attention for this victory and actions post match. If this doesn’t get him publicity, I don’t know what will…
Kudo is left facing down at the remaining pieces of the ripped up flag, still in excruciating pain as his knee begins to blacken and bleed more evidently now, as medical personnel make their way down the ramp and into the ring. The team helps Kudo up onto a stretcher and slowly carry him up the ramp. Kudo watches with the pain in the one eye he has open, the other closed from the spit flowing down that side of his face. That eye shows all the pain of a broken man, leaving the remains of his faded dream in the ring.
-Fade Out-
OOC: Post match events credit to Kudo.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 2, 2006 16:52:34 GMT -5
Segment: The Miracle (Credit: Hunter / AK)
The scene fades in once the commercials have ended, and the fans join Hunter as he travels down the ACW corridors with an empty heart and a head full of fear and paranoia, two feelings he has attempted to subdue throughout the past month. He walks solemnly with both of his titles around his waist, lacking the cocky grin that has made him hated in most countries (or rather, those that have access to public television). There are not many things that Hunter does fear in the world, but losing his title is one of them. And when the odds are stacked against him, the paranoia slowly creeps in to wrap its cold fingers around his neck. But there are other things that Hunter fears.
?: Hunter! Give the gold-transporting a rest, I need to talk to you.
Speak of the devil. Hunter turns around to be graced with the presence of Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune, the she-devil that ironically haunts his him in his nightmares. Her fiery temper is one of legend and Hunter can see that he will be cursed with said temper momentarily...and he's none too pleased.
Hunter: Oh...hello, AK.
Alicia hurries up to him. She gathers her thoughts; this isn’t going to be a friendly chat, but she needs to find out what’s been happening.
AK: All right… I’m glad to see you’re ok after Saturday, but your taste in female company stinks.
Hunter: What the hell are you talking about?
AK: That young girl and her chaperone you were speaking with backstage… I know for a fact that they’re involved with an attack on two members of staff.
Until this moment Hunter has not even been aware that anyone else has any inkling of his shady dealings. But he keeps his cool.
Hunter: I have no idea what you're talking about! The Smiths are just my...business associates.
AK: Maybe so, but your business associates also seem to be kidnappers. And I for one want to know why they were here in the first place.
His mind racing, Hunter has only selective honesty to fall back on.
Hunter: I swear to God that I didn't know about any of this. I have nothing to do with it.
AK: You’re not answering my bloody question, Hunter. Who are these women? Where did they come from? Why-
Hunter: Listen to me, Kitsune: I don't have anything to do with this. Now just leave me alone---
AK: No, I damn well will NOT take that for an answer! This is important, there’s a kid who might be in serious danger-
Hunter snaps.
Hunter: God damn it, just leave me alone! Don't you realize that even if I had something to do with this, which I don't, I wouldn't tell you anyway? Damn it, I have enough to deal with as is!
Silence falls for a moment; AK sees that she’s not going to get any further here.
AK: Fair enough, Hunter. If that’s how you want to play it… But it’s obvious that you have something to hide. And if by some miracle I'm wrong and you really don't, then I suggest you stay as far away from those women as you can.
Hunter: Fine, don't believe me! If you want to go to the cops or something, they won't believe you or any of these accusations. Now if you'll excuse me, I have better things to do!
He turns around and begins walking away from her.
AK: ….Fine, then. I'll see you in the Asylum.
Hunter stops for a moment, but decides better of it and continues on his path just a few moments later. These accusations do not provide him with anything positive, nor do they cure his paranoid delusions. In fact, AK's anger makes it all the worse for Hunter, as his paranoia and fear increases to inhumane levels. The last thing he needs is to be in a match with a woman who has nothing but built-up aggression, all of which she wishes to spill on him.
Hell hath no fury like a woman's scorn.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 2, 2006 16:53:24 GMT -5
Segment: Ulterior Motives (Credit: BK)
The segment opens up to the now single locker room of the former Affirmative Action member, BK London. He can be seen completing his pre-match ritual of a set of hindu squats as he has his IPod plugged into his ears. The vague sound of the music blaring over the headphones, BK London breathing hard, and the reaction of the crowd to this shot can be heard and from the earlier actions towards Tim Dwight earlier in the night, it isn't too friendly.
About 6 squats into the shot, the Chairman of ACW, Gingerdude walks into the shot very carefree like with his hands in his pockets and he stares at the Triple Crown Champion. BK glances at the Chairman for a second before continuing his reps.
Ginger: Hellooo..
Sighing, BK stops his pre-match ritual and turns down the sound on his IPod before looking staring at the Chairman.
BK: Can I help you?
Ginger: Of course, you see tonight, tonight I scheduled you in a match with your former partner's wife, Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune.
BK: Well thank you Captain Obvious…
Ginger: But I want you to do more than face her, you see later on tonight Latino faces Torak, and I think we can all guess what the outcome will be. You see how he has been viciously and maliciously attacked by Torak, over and over again? Torak is ruthless and relentless with no remorse for his actions. I want you to be like that tonight BK, I want YOU to send AK to the hospital bed right beside the one her husband will be on his way to, I want you to cripple her.
BK: Cripple her huh?
Ginger: I want you to grab her in the Hate or Love It or whatever that move is called, and relentlessly torque on the ankle. Torque and twist, Torque and twist, TORQUE AND TWIST!
Ginger imitates the Ankle Lock and he has now totally gotten into the moment with the look of aggression on his face and he pretends he has an invisible leg in his hand and he well...torques and twists. Suddenly he comes to terms with how he must look doing this and BK stares at him like is is crazy, Ginger slowly stops his imitation and returns to putting his hands back in his pockets.
Ginger: Erm, well, you get the idea...
BK: Excuse me, may I ask why you want me to "cripple" Alicia tonight? I mean there's no doubt that I'm gonna beat her tonight, that's just plain knowledge, but please enlighten me.
Ginger: Don't think about it as what I want. Think about it as what you need. Like or not, AK is a big threat in that huge asylum match signed for Genocide. If you eliminate her from the equation, your chance of winning sky rockets. Think about that as you wrestle...think about it...
Ginger exits the locker room and continues his way back to his office to attend to possibly more work while back in the ring BK is having an internal conflict with what he’s just heard. He wonders what Ginger could mean by that, and if he should possibly ruin his chances of winning tonight for the bigger prize at Genocide. Before he can come to an answer he realizes that his match is up next and makes his way out of the room towards the ring.
Gingerdude has a bigger meaning to his reasoning of this encounter and if his plan blooms into fruition, we could possibly see the return of the figurative "dark curtain"...
Fade out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 2, 2006 16:55:05 GMT -5
Match 4: BK London vs. Atomic Kitsune (Credit: Kudo)
We return to the main arena, to find ACW’s commentating team gearing up for the next match.
Maxwell McNally: Welcome back ACW fans, scheduled next is an interesting match up to say the least. “Fast” Eddie Edison: It’s going to be two of ACW’s top stars, BK London and Atomic Kitsune. Maxwell McNally: You have BK London proposing an open challenge and none other than AK taking up the offer. These two were recently teammates together at Ragnarok not too long ago, but now they’re going head to head in one of the most anticipated matches of the night.
Without further wait, “Hold Ya Head” By Notorious B.I.G hits the speakers and out comes BK London to the expected boos from the ACW crowd. BK pays no heed to them and makes his way in between the ropes, awaiting his opponent.
Philip: From Brooklyn, New York, standing at 6 foot 2 inches tall, weighing in at 232 pounds…BK London!!!
Suddenly “I’m a Bomb” by Natasha Bedingfield takes over the arena and the fans begin to cheer as AK makes her way out down the ramp.
Philip: And his opponent, weighing in at 132 pounds, from London, UK…Atomic Kitsune!!!
The fans let out another pop as she gets through the ropes. The two lock eyes for a moment, broken only by the referee coming over and checking both competitors for illegal weapons. Once the short check is done, he is quick to signal the bell and start the action.
*Ding Ding Ding*
The bell rings quickly, but action does not start to take place at a similar pace. The two rather, are measuring each other up, knowing what the other is capable of and forming strategies in their head as to what to do first. Neither wants to make the first mistake and it is evident as BK looks to go for a takedown but then pulls back, instigating a defensive stance from AK each time he tries. AK looks to make the first move in this match, rushing with her superior speed and grappling low on BK’s legs. AK brings herself behind him and pulls on BK’s legs, taking him down. AK immediately shifts position and applies a side headlock. BK is quick to fight back, getting back to a standing position. AK tries to apply more pressure, but BK is able to bounce off the ropes and use the momentum to push AK off to the other side, breaking the hold. On her return trip, she is taken down by a big shoulder block by BK London.
Maxwell McNally: Big shoulder block there by BK.
BK, in almost the same breath, launches himself to the side ropes, but AK is able to turn herself on her back, forcing BK to jump over her and onto the other side. BK bounces off the other side and AK is already up. The fans expect a big intercepting move but BK is moving too fast. AK jumps up with her legs out, BK passing by underneath, gaining more speed. AK drops down and lifts her legs together while on her back. BK is caught on his return trip with this and is sent tumbling forward. BK’s speed however saves him from taking a fall, and instead completely flips over 360 degrees back onto his feet and continuing onto the other side.
“Fast” Eddie Edison: BK’s bouncing on those ropes a lot!
BK’s speed is nothing short of amazing now, as with each passing by of AK he appears to get faster. AK is back up and manages to duck a clothesline thrown by BK. Again he bounces from the other side and AK has no other alternative but to tighten and press her shoulder forward to intercept. BK crashes into AK and both are sent in different directions from the massive collision that just took place.
Maxwell McNally: What impact from that move. Both wrestlers taken down. “Fast” Eddie Edison: That was a dangerous crash there Max! BK must have bounced off those ropes around 5 times, gaining speed after each one!
The fans are cheering at the exchange between the two but both are visibly shaken early in the match, stroking their shoulders and a bit dizzy. But these are professionals, and as such, both are back up with little time wasted. BK, being the bigger of the two, managed to deal a lot more damage to the receiving end of AK and he knows this, immediately going after her shoulder again. BK starts off with a swift kick to the midsection and then proceeds to hook AK’s arm and applies pressure to the shoulder. AK is in visible pain after this but is aware enough to counter this with a cartwheel and headstand follow-up, removing the pressure of the hold, and allowing AK to hook BK’s arm into her own armbar. The crowd loves it, but the cheers are short lived as BK quickly front rolls and kips back up, releasing pressure and then striking AK in the face with an elbow. She is taken aback and BK is given a chance to take advantage. BK forces her into a corner and then begins to work the body with shoulder thrusts into her gut. BK cockily appeals to the crowd for one last big shoulder thrust but it costs him, as AK is allowed enough time to get out of the way and have BK thrust his shoulder into the steel post. The crowd cheers as AK now takes the match under control.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 2, 2006 16:55:51 GMT -5
Maxwell McNally: Perhaps a bit too much cockiness by BK there, allowing AK to switch the tide of this match.
AK gets in a couple of good chops and kicks in, weakening BK as he pulls himself off the corner. AK hooks BK’s arm around her neck and lifts him up for a perfectly executed backdrop. She immediately converts into a cover.
1………………….. 2…… kickout!
BK is up shortly after the 2 but AK does not falter and continues to work on BK. She hits a snapmare and dropkicks the back of BK’s head to a big pop from the crowd. AK bounces off the ropes and hits a quick senton splash onto BK’s gut. Going for a pin again – 1………. 2…….
Another kickout by BK. AK knows that it would take more than this to hold BK down for the 3 count and so continues to work on the man. AK stomps on BK’s shoulder, picking up that BK was indeed hurt from that collision. BK grasps his shoulder in pain and rolls onto the outside to avoid further contact. AK will have none of it though, and as BK is clutching his shoulder, he is blind to the fact that AK is sizing him up on the outside. Once BK is able to turn around, AK is already soaring over the top rope. BK raises his arms and instinctively tries to catch AK. AK’s legs are now hooked onto BK’s head and she tries to hit a spinning hurricanrana. BK manages to hold on though, and instead swings with added momentum. BK launches AK’s shoulder into the barricade in a spinning powerbomb move, sending a jolt a pain throughout AK’s shoulder and inciting a big “Oooooh” from the crowd, especially the front row fans.
“Fast” Eddie Edison: WOW!!! AK soaring over the ropes and going for that hurricanrana onto the outside, but BK was able to swing her right into that barricade!!! Maxwell McNally: AK’s shoulder can’t be in very good shape now…
BK takes a moment to catch his breath, as AK is still on the ground with her left shoulder in a world of pain now. The referee begins an outside count but it’s nowhere near the 10. BK picks up AK and tosses her into the ring. BK mocks the ref as he makes his way back in and immediately covers AK.
1……… 2……….. ………
kickout by AK. BK turns the tables now as he starts to stomp on AK’s shoulder, causing screams of pain. BK adds insult to injury as he begins to grind his foot onto the weakened shoulder of AK, mocking the crowd the whole time. The fans now begin to boo and the referee warns BK to let the hold go. BK does so, but only to apply a more forceful chicken wing lock, cranking onto the shoulder of AK. Maxwell McNally: BK may not be the most honorable man in the ring but he is playing it smart. Working on that weak shoulder of AK and taking full advantage to win this match.
AK struggles and struggles, inching her way closer to the ropes. She is just about to reach them when BK lets the hold go and drags her back to the middle of the ring. BK applies another armbar but AK anticipates this and brings her legs up. She manages to strike BK in the face, grazing one of his eyes even, sending him reeling and trying to recompose himself. AK takes this time to get back to her feet and get in some right hands before setting BK up for a suplex. She is unable to lift him up though, due to the bad shoulder and BK takes full advantage, reversing into a vertical suplex of his own. BK smirks at the crowd and drops down for another pin.
1……….. 2………. ………….
Kickout again by AK. BK is still confident in his position in this match and brings AK to a corner. He lifts her up in a sitting position on the turnbuckle and follows up with her.
“Fast” Eddie Edison: A big move coming up!
BK hooks AK’s arm and hits a 2nd rope superplex. The impact is surprising for the move as AK’s body bounces off the mat. BK keeps her down though and covers again.
1………………. 2…………….. …………… ………. Kickout!!
BK, a little frustrated now, decides to make use of the fallen AK by heading to the top rope again for another big move after arguing with the ref for a moment. BK makes it to the top now, almost looking as if he’s going for a moonsault. Amidst the crowd cheering and trying to will AK on, AK does manage to gain a second wind during this time and get back to a standing position. As BK is trying to plant his feet steadily onto the top rope, AK runs up onto the second ropes, hooking her feet onto them, securing her in place as she grabs onto BK’s waist and brings him down from the top rope with a German suplex!!!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 2, 2006 16:56:53 GMT -5
“Fast” Eddie Edison: DAAANGERROUSS!! Maxwell McNally: A huge German suplex, could this be it?!
AK does not fall onto the ground with BK, as her feet are hooked onto the turnbuckle. She acrobatically brings herself back up, now onto a standing position onto the top rope. She takes a look behind her at BK’s unmoving body and executes a moonsault of her own! She connects perfectly and the wind is taken out of BK as she holds for the cover. The fans are counting with the ref now –
ONE!!!........................ ………..TWO!!!............. …………………………….. ………………………………….AWW!
BK manages to get his shoulder up before the three and the crowd is surprised at the result. Both AK and BK are working on catching their breath now, both of them taking each other to their limits… and now Ginger’s words come back to the forefront of BK’s mind.
He moves fast, rolling himself forward and grabbing on to AK’s ankle while she’s still on the ground; the crowd shouts and boos as BK applies his Make or Break V1. He’s clearly not fooling around, and AK has to use all her willpower to resist tapping out there and then. So focused is BK on trying to do some permanent damage that he doesn’t see that he’s too close to the ropes, and AK gets a hand to them. The referee shouts for the break but BK ignores it, and AK has to turn herself over on to her injured shoulder to kick herself free.
“Fast” Eddie Edison: Holy moly, BK could have broken her ankle with that move! What’s come over him? Maxwell McNally: I don’t know, Eddie, but Atomic doesn’t look pleased.
Indeed, AK looks severely pissed off with BK by now; she gets back up and moves in quickly, striking repeatedly with stiff kicks, and then backflips into a kick to the upprt chest that pitches BK backward. Landing on her feet, the crowd roars as AK runs to the ropes and hits a running moonsault, landing perfectly on her opponent – the ref counts 1,2-
-and BK kicks out, grabs AK’s weakened arm and applies a cross armbreaker. AK is in agony, and BK’s eyes light up as he can tell she can’t take much more, he tells her to give up and tap out-
But instead AK puts all her remaining strength into her legs, and somehow pushes things to the tipping point. Suddenly BK’s shoulders are on the mat, and the crowd goes nuts as the referee sees this, and counts, 1….2..-
AK can’t see him counting, and her resolve finally breaks; she is tapping simultaneously as the referee counts the 3. The bell rings; some fans celebrate, thinking AK has the win; others are less sure, and as the ref stands, he gets into a heated discussion with another official at ringside.
“Fast” Eddie Edison: Wait, what’s going on? Maxwell McNally: From where I’m sitting I know I saw Atomic tap out, but the referee clearly saw a pin on BK as well…
BK naturally assumes the match is his, and celebrates, taunting the fans; AK’s in too much pain to consider things too deeply, until Philip stands up and receives his instructions.
Philip: Ladies and Gentlemen, as a result of simultaneous pinfall and submission… this match is declared a draw!
BK stops slapping his chest, mid-slap, at the announcement; AK slowly gets on her feet, and raises an eyebrow at her opponent. BK is stumped, but only for a second, and then claims the “mental” victory by making a tapping gesture and causing the crowd to boo. The international language of mime is further pressed into service as AK holds up 3 fingers and taps her own forearm in response, and the glare that BK gives her for a moment shows that he’s secretly rather angry with himself at conceding a pin to one of his strongest rivals.
It doesn’t look like this particular sparring match is going to end any time soon, and AK and BK continue to taunt one another as the show heads to a break.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 2, 2006 16:58:47 GMT -5
Segment: Come on Feel the Noise (Credit: ??)
The scene opens inside of Ginger’s office. He is in his chair, hard at work like usual. Leo “Crocjaw” Garrett is sitting in a chair across the room. He is doing bodyguard duty, but at the moment his mind is focused on juggling some balls to pass the time. Ginger cannot help but notice.
Ginger: You know, that’s impressive. I can’t juggle. I’ve tried hard, too.
Crocjaw: It’s not hard to do. You pick up little skills like juggling to pass the time in this line of work.
Ginger: I can understand that. It must be a little boring without a partner.
Crocjaw: I’m used to it. But I admit I do miss Hubert some. He was…entertaining, or something. I don’t know.
Ginger: He seemed off to me. And clearly he was, as he wanted to end my life.
Crocjaw: I don’t think he wanted to, I think he was just wanting attention. I still can’t believe it was him. Was there proof?
Ginger: Oh, yes. They matched up the handwriting to his. He also confessed.
Crocjaw: Did he?
Ginger: Yeah, he seemed glad to be caught. He bragged about dropping little hints here and there that led to him.
Crocjaw: Like what?
Ginger: He filled out a theme music application and turned it in to me. He said to look at it.
Crocjaw: I remember him mentioning that…Ohhh yeah. Judas Priest.
Ginger: Excuse me?
Crocjaw: “If you think I’ll sit around as the world goes by, you’re thinkin’ like a fool, cause it’s a case of do or die, out there is a fortune waitin’ to be had, you think I’ll let it go you’re mad, you’ve got another thing comin’”
Ginger: Wait a minute…I know those lyrics.
Crocjaw: He told me he wanted his theme song to be You’ve Got Another Thing Comin’ by Judas Priest.
Ginger: Yeah, I get it. He directed that toward me. The little punk. I don’t understand how he got hired as a bodyguard in the first place. I mean, you’re a big guy. You can beat people up. He was a little scrawny guy.
Crocjaw: He was a good talker. He didn’t have to beat people up.
Ginger: Well, still. What if a fight broke out? He’s not going to throw people around. You are.
Crocjaw: I don’t throw people around.
Ginger: You don’t? Then what do you do?
Crocjaw smiles and stops juggling. He puts two of the balls back into his jacket and holds the third in his hand. He then puts it to his mouth like an apple and takes a big bite out of it. He chews for a moment and spits out the remains, and sets the remaining half on Ginger’s desk.
Crocjaw: I make them wish to God they hadn’t started shit.
Ginger: That…this ball is metal.
Crocjaw: Hubert Cumberdale wasn’t the first person to nickname me Crocjaw.
Ginger is speechless as he inspects the ball, which is made of pure iron.
At that moment, the door to the office opens and three men walk into the room. All of them, especially the one in the middle who appears to be the leader, look like gangsters. Crocjaw stands up in case this turns out to be a dangerous situation.
Ginger: Can I help you gentlemen?
Before they can answer Ginger, Triple A also enters the room.
Aurelia: Ginger, I must apologize again for the conduct of Mr. Cumberdale. Had we known he had any history of mental instability, he would certainly NOT have been considered for the job of protecting us.
Ginger: I told you that you don’t have to keep apologizing, you stopped him from doing anything. But-
Aurelia: I know, I know, you want to know about these men. In addition to Mr. Garrett, who can’t feasibly work alone, I’ve now hired the services of these gentlemen. They’re extra security. They’ll make sure nothing like the Cumberdale incident happens again.
Ginger: I…well. Ok. Welcome aboard then, gentlemen. I didn’t catch your names…?
Aurelia motions to the one on the left. He’s a mousy little guy.
Aurelia: This is Ashley W-
??: If youse don’t mind too pleasantly, I prefers the name Red. My friends call me Packrat Red.
Ginger: We don’t mind nicknames here, it IS a wrestling federation.
Aurelia looks at the one on the right now. He’s pretty big. He’s almost like a smaller Crocjaw, without the under bite. He seems rather finicky as if he were a recovering drug addict.
Aurelia: The man on the right is, believe it or not, named none other than Al Capone. Isn’t that amazing?
Al: That’s actually A-1. As in Eyy-One. Like the steak sauce. You carry it in the cafeteria, right? I like it…a lot.
??: And I’m Fancy Dan Crenshaw, I usually go by Fancy Dan!
The middle man, who’s dressed in a pin stripe suit and has greased back hair, holds his hand out to shake Ginger’s. Ginger complies.
Aurelia: As I said, there will be no more Cumberdale incidents. You have my most sincere word. These men have a reputation in the security business that more than precedes them.
Ginger: I trust you. You can never have too much security.
Aurelia: I’m glad we agree. Perhaps Aoyama here can give you some self defense classes too! I like to think of him as a last resort, you saw him take down Cumberdale with ease.
Ginger: That might be a good idea, I’ll consider it.
Aoyama: Perhaps we can discuss the bank accounts as well, we really need to.
Ginger: I’ll make sure to make time for that as soon as possible.
Aurelia: Good then! Now, Ginger, I’d love to stay and chat, but I need to show our new guards around. Leo can stay with you for now. Ta ta!
Aurelia, Ash, Aoyama, Fancy Dan, Packrat Red, and A-1 Capone all exit the room one by one.
Crocjaw: That’s an awful lot of people, don’t you think? She keeps bringing in more and more guys, and none of them seem to be legitimate bodyguards. Look at Cumberdale. Hell, look at me.
Ginger: This business is a dangerous one. People are known to get run over by cars and blown up in houses on a moment’s notice. A little extra security never hurt anyone. Besides, Aurelia and the other two are doing wonders for ACW. It’s never been managed so well. So I trust her.
He sits back down. Before he gets back to work, he notices the half iron ball is missing.
Ginger: Hey, where’d your thing go?
Crocjaw: That? The packrat carried it off when he thought no one was looking.
Ginger: A…ha. Keep an eye on that one for me.
Crocjaw nods as Ginger returns to his work.
End Segment.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 2, 2006 16:59:40 GMT -5
Segment: The monster revealed (Credit: Angelus)
The crowd is watching the alphatron as the ring is prepared for the next match; the crew have plenty of work to do putting up the copious amounts of lighttubing required. As they watch, the arena darkens, and the scene on the screen opens up in a dark candle lit room, the candles in the room are tall and gothic in appearance. Little detail about this room is revealed for the darkness does not allow it. There is a cold draft coming from what is believed to be a doorway which leads outside. The slight breeze causes the flames to dance upon their wicks. This creates eerie shadows that creep up the walls, always moving. The shadows start to play tricks on our eyes, our imaginations. ("Did something move or was that the candles playing their devious tricks?") Footsteps are heard; this room is not empty. The footsteps get louder and louder, someone or something is coming closer and closer. A silhouette can be seen, monstrous in size is this being who stands ominously amidst the shadows. A deep and powerful voice cuts through the darkness.
"Welcome to my sanctuary, all who dare to face their nightmares...follow your fear ...it will lead you to me!...I will be amongst the darkness, it is there that I await you, it is there that you will fall. You can spend your wasting hours praying to your God. It is all in vain, in the end you WILL stand face to face with me begging for your insignificant life. Know this, all of your prayers will go unanswered."[/font]
The being extends his arm and moves their hand through the flames. After a moment of this he pulls his hand back into the darkness from which it came.
"Life is so precious and yet so fragile, so many take this gift of life for granted. It is when death is knocking on your door you realize what you have wasted. Through me you will learn to value it. Life is a lot like these flames which sit before me, it can easily be extinguished."
His hand reaches out again and puts out one of the candles.
"Bre Double T, how ironic is it to know that your time is coming to an end? You may have fought many but never have you stood in the ring with me! I have met many of your type and they all have one big thing in common, they scream and cry and beg for mercy. On warfare, you will realize your greatest fears and like most drop to your knees. A river of blood will flow, another victim will fall and the path of destruction will continue. You are not my first victim, and you are far from my last..."
The monstrous figure steps forward into the candle light, and there is a collective sharp intake of breath. It is Angelus, his deranged and evil smile is illuminated. Not even the mask he wears on his face can hide his sick and twisted soul. For the first time ever ACW has witnessed the true face of evil.
"One by one, you will all fade and share the fate of numerous others. Nothing can stop me, and no-one is safe, from the least to the greatest… I proved it at Bloody Valentine in a manner that none will soon forget.!
He laughs very softly under his mask, relishing the memory.
"Hunter, it is true...The hunt has begun...and at Bloody Valentine, it was apparent the hunter had become the hunted. No one is safe! Those footsteps you hear in the dark can no longer be brushed off as a figment of your imagination .Like Torak tormenting Latino, I shall torment all of ACW! You will come to know me as the entity that brings the unspeakable horrors in your worst nightmares to life!"
Angelus extinguishes the candles one by one until darkness is all that is left.
When you lay awake at night and stare into the dark, the unknown...Did you ever wonder what's staring back? Bad things come and go…. but true evil is forever….
The scene fades to total black with Angelus's demonic laugh echoing.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 2, 2006 17:01:22 GMT -5
Match 5: Lumber Jack Glass Rave Match Rawt vs. RDK
Next up is a match which hasn’t been seen in ACW for a long time… but the fans remember it very well, and anticipation is high as Philip carefully enters the ring. The ropes have had lighttubes attached to them, and a small current is enough to illuminate them, creating three bright bands of light in ACW’s red and white colours.
Philip: Ladies and Gentlemen, the next contest is one of ACW’s legendary Lumberjack Glass Rave matches! As you can see, the ring has been prepared, therefore the other ingredient we require… please welcome the lumberjacks!
The crowd cheers as pretty much everyone available (i.e. those who don’t still have a match to prepare for) comes out from the back; other feuds (and kayfabe) are put on the back burner for now as the ACW roster assembles. They’ve been kitted out with numerous lighttubes, all of which have clever little battery packs attached so that they will light up, adding to the spectacle, and the shadows dance across the whole arena.
Philip: Now, introducing the contestants… firstly, from Berlin, Germany, being accompanied by Gelale…Rawt “The Crippler” Ross!
The lighting team gets to have a little fun and creates a disco atmosphere as Queen blares into the arena. Rawt emerges, and a blacklight is switched on, showing that the detailing on his ring attire has been given a luminous makeover. The crowd pops, and Rawt strides confidently to the ring; Gelale takes up a position amongst the lumberjacks from which she can view the proceedings as Rawt enters and circles, flexing his muscles.
Philip: And his opponent… from Yellowknife, Canada, the Macho Man R-D-K!
”Macho Man” hits, and immediately the arena is filled with cheering and even some dancing in the aisles. RDK poses on the stage (a small nod to the match’s creators) and then walks to the ring; the masses part for him to enter, and he gets up on the turnbuckles saluting the fans.
Eventually the referee calls things to order, the lights are set so that the atmosphere is maintained but people can see what they’re doing, and the signal is given for the match to begin.
Bell Rings.
The neon glow of the lighttubes secured to the ring ropes casts multiple shadows on the two competitors; the crowd is firmly behind RDK, but Rawt is impressively calm in the midst of all this and strokes his moustache a couple of times as the pair advance on one another. They lock up, and are closely matched in terms of strength, but RDK gets the better of the traction and pushes Rawt back toward the ropes. The fans cheer loudly, and RDK tries to lift his foe over the ropes to those waiting on the outside; Rawt however grabs on to the ropes to steady himself and then kicks RDK backward. As RDK staggers, Rawt snatches a lighttube from one of the lumberjacks and takes a run at RDK; RDK ducks under Rawt’s swing, but Rawt extends a foot and trips RDK, allowing him to break the lighttube over his opponent’s back. The crowd yells, and RDK grimaces a little, but nips up quickly and starts to work on Rawt, striking him with repeated underhook punches and then abruptly whipping him into the nearest ropes. Rawt can’t halt himself in time and two or three of the tubes fixed to the ropes are broken, drawing another cry from the fans. Even so Rawt rebounds powerfully and knocks RDK down; he adds a knee drop, and then makes a cover. It gets a 1 count, and RDK kicks out strongly, showing that he’s not here to be trifled with; both men rise, and Rawt kicks RDK hard in the gut, then DDTs him. This classic setup allows Rawt to pick up his adversary, and with a yell of strength he runs at the ropes and throws RDK to the outside. Fortunately for RDK, that side of the ring is occupied by the present members of the Untouchables who are discussing the coming tag match, and they don’t move in time to avoid being struck. The crowd roars with approval, though RDK has to roll back into the ring quickly before he ends up with too many lighttubes busted in his vicinity.
Gelale grabs a spare lighttube and throws it to Rawt; RDK catches it as Rawt swings, and a mighty ballet ensues for possession. Rawt has the better grip and seems to be winning the fight, but then suddenly RDK lets go and rolls sideways. He pops up close to the ropes, smoothes his forehead and snaps his fingers – and the crowd laughs as someone (the smart money’s on AK) puts a lighttube into his hand on cue. Some wag in the audience shouts “Use the Force!” as RDK and Rawt clash; after two or 3 blows their lighttubes shatter, and Rawt immediately grabs RDK and suplexes him on to the shards of glass. They’re fortunately not sharp enough to do too much damage, but they certainly hurt, and RDK grimaces as Rawt tries to push him down hard with his boot; but RDK kicks hard to free himself and then nips back on to his feet, punching Rawt repeatedly back toward the ropes and then successfully sending him over the top with a swinging forearm blow. The surrounding superstars get busy with their own lighttubes, but Gelale bravely wades in to help Rawt, tough enough to withstand a few misplaced blows. Rawt rallies and slides back into the ring; RDK comes charging at him, but his speed is in fact his downfall as Rawt gets on to one knee and then lifts as he stands, sending RDK flying over the heads of the lumberjacks and almost into the crowd itself. Only the fans in the front can see who’s especially keen to administer punishment to RDK, but as Rawt watches the ensuing battering, something else catches his eye. Gelale seems to be receiving some unwanted attention; over on the other side of the ring, NBK leans on his lighttube and does his best to “charm” her in his inimitable style…
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 2, 2006 17:03:13 GMT -5
Steaming with anger, Rawt stomps over to that side of the ring. He’s not got the physique of a high-flyer, so he steps through the ropes and then wrenches free a couple of the attached lighttubes. Those around NBK see the danger just in time, and clear out; NBK himself isn’t so fortunate, and the crowd goes bonkers as Rawt builds a little speed along the apron and then leaps forward, holding the lighttubes across his chest. He collides with NBK in a spectacular shower of sparks and glass, causing the fans to start up a “Holy Shit!” chant; NBK is understandably badly dazed and other members of the Senatorial stable hurry around to see if he’s ok as Rawt re-enters the ring. On the other side, RDK is also returning, and the pair lock eyes, each determined to win this most unusual contest…
The next two minutes are a frenzy of whipping, punching and kicking as RDK and Rawt bounce one another around like pinballs, taking out a large majority of the lighttubes strung around the ring and picking up a lot of small cuts and bruises in the process. Sensing that things are reaching a climax, the crowd gets louder; RDK signals for the Macho Slam and tries to lift Rawt, but Rawt resists and then sends RDK into one of the corners. RDK gets out quickly… and then comes straight up against a charging Rawt, going for the Rawt Shot; RDK dives and Rawt just barely misses, so that both men end up sprawled on the canvas. Rawt rolls up on to his feet and comes straight after RDK again; RDK rises as fast as he can, but Rawt is there and the crowd yells as he goes for the Bomb Drop… but RDK counters out of it, freeing his legs and getting them back on to the mat. He glances around and shouts at the lumberjacks, who all throw their remaining lighttubes into the ring; the crowd goes nuts as RDK this time manages to pull off the Macho Slam, driving Rawt against a floor of glass. Gas rises up in a great cloud, but the referee can still see, and counts as RDK pins his gallant foe for the 1,2,3.
Philip: Here is your winner…the Macho Man, RDK!
The crowd applauds and cheers for the exciting contest; RDK gets up and offers his hand to Rawt, who accepts it cautiously. The friendliness only stretches so far, and Rawt exits the ring with Gelale, promising to repay the Macho Man for this defeat at some point in the future. As for RDK, he’ll have some mementoes of this match for a couple of shows yet, but it was worth the struggle, and he waves to the crowd from the ring as the lumberjacks head to the back, having done a little more to earn their paychecks.
Fade out to commercials.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 2, 2006 17:04:12 GMT -5
Segment: Pre-Taped Part II (Credit: NBK, Scott Andrews)
The footage cuts back to the De LaRocha Estate, evrything is set up for a quick interview with both members of The Cold Blooded Killers. Lex is seen strutting down the stairs with a large smile, both girls follow behind him with even bigger smiles. Suddenly the front door flies open and Scott walks in the door with a girl wrapped around him.
NBK: Whoa, whoa, whoa... Scotty!?
Scott: Hey man, what's up?
NBK:I am astonished at your behaviour!
Scott: What?
NBK: You never introduced me to your friend! We are buddies, best friends, compadre's, amigo's, former tag team champions of the world. And you didn't introduce me to her.
Scott: Uhhh, I kinda just met her. I was chilling at the beach and "BAM" there she was.I have to say, these California babes ROCK! I love the Hollywood lifestyle.
NBK:Okay, I forgive you. Now looks like we have an interview.
Scott: Aren't we supposed to be catching a flight?
NBK:I know you want to be in the mile high club. It can wait for a couple of minutes...Can't it?
Scott: Look at this babe and tell me, do you think it should wait?
Both men laugh.
Scott: Okay, as much as I am the THRILLER, I am a business man. So let's get to work. Hey chump ask the questions!
Interviewer: Okay, lets get this taped and let these guys get to the arena. Ladies and gentleman, ACW fans around the world. Today we have an interview with one of the best tag teams to ever hit ACW, THE COLD BLOODED KILLERS. Not only that, we are in the lovely De LaRocha Estate in sunny Hollywood, California.
NBK: Get on with it, meatball.
Interviewer: This past weekend at ACW's Bloody Valentine PPV, we witnessed a little confrontation between you and what we believe to be Angelus Kincaid. What we seen was fear, just how scared were you?
Scott: Do you like the taste of microphones and leather dress shoes?
Interviewer: No, why?
Scott: Cause I will take that mic and shove it in your mouth and then, proceed to kick it down your throat!
NBK: What he was trying to say is....WE WERE NOT SCARED!
Interviewer: Clearly the footage showed---
Scott slaps the interviewer upside the head.
Scott: Next question!
Interviewer: Wh---What's next for CBK?
Scott: What do you think? We are going to continue to rise to the top of the tag team division!
NBK: That's right, a non-stop flight to the top! It appears Hunter and Santiago don't appear to be seeing eye to eye.
Scott: Yeah, you got that right. It's more than obvious that the cold blooded killers are the team to bring the tag team gold into The Senatorial Stable and keep it there!
Interviewer: Okay, also many fans wonder if Angelus is targeting the Senatorial Stable.If this is true, what chances do you have of gaining the tag titles and keeping them ?
NBK:Do you want to get choked out?
Scott: Like we said before, WERE NOT SCARED! All belts that are with the Stable, stay in the stable!
Interviewer: Have you heard from Hunter?
NBK:Your questions bother me. This is about CBK, not anything else. We are the number one tag team!
Scott: Listen up, The Cold Blooded Killers are going to win the tag titles and that's that. See, most people wish they had the skills to thrill, but mostly they wish they had the looks to kill! I am all of the above! NBK is 272 pounds of twisted steel, and sex appeal!
NBK: That's why men love to hate me, and woman love to date me. I couldn't agree more with Scotty "SERIAL THRILLAH" Andrews! Now if you will excuse us, The Scarlet Assassin and The Natural Born Killer have a flight to catch.
Scott: Let's roll.
Both men leave to catch their flight to the arena.
End of Scene.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 2, 2006 17:07:50 GMT -5
Segment: Cutting down (Credit: Torak)
It’s interesting how one insignificant suggestion can spark a large idea. One note can lay the foundations for an entire album. One word can inspire a novel. One idiotic remark can start a war. The mind works in a mysterious way, such as how one simple object or thing can kick-start a complex thought process, eventually presenting a bigger scheme.
We are presented with a shot of the interior of Torak’s secreted lair. The two unfortunate gentlemen that were captured and tortured at Bloody Valentine remain suspended from the ceiling. Their attires are the same except for the stained red blots and patches scattered all over them. There are barely conscious and they look very weak.
Out of shot the door is barged open, the brick wall taking a hard blow by the steel as the monster returns to his chamber. The two victims just manage to peel their eyes open to witness their tormenter enter the room. He storms into the room and stops in between the attenuated duo. He inspects their condition, pressing his fingers down on their visible bruises causing them to murmur in pain. They are so depleted in energy that they can barely cry out in anguish.
Torak backs off and disappears off screen for a moment and the barely opened eyes of his prey follow his every move, calculating what is in store. At the same moment they both flinch. Their eyes widen and they desperately struggle in an attempt to free themselves from the ropes. However, it is an attempt in vain. Torak returns on screen, apparently shielding something with his arm. What could be causing this abrupt bout of panic? Surely they’ve endured the worst in the last few days already.
The worst may be yet to come. Torak brandishes the long silver kitchen knife that has featured so prominently in recent weeks. The poor unfortunate victim that he stands closest to (the one in the BK London attire) turns his head away in a useless effort to put as much distance between himself and the knife…but Torak moves it closer and closer until it is mere inches…no, centimeters from his neck. The victim closes his eyes, thinks of his family and utters a silent prayer.
When he opens his eyes he finds himself plummeting to the floor. Is he dropping down to hell to reside with the devil? No. He crashes to the floor, letting out a resounding “oof” upon impact. Torak had cut through the rope with the knife just above the hands of the victim. Now his arms can recover from the strain they have suffered from supporting the heavy body of the fan.
A back-handed slice chops through the second rope, sending the other poor sap into the hands of gravity. He quickly gets acquainted with the floor and rests his tired arms. Their ordeal is not over that easily though it seems. Torak was not being merciful, he was merely providing a challenge for himself. He lifts the knife up in the air as he glowers icily at the downed pair. He steps toward them with malevolent intentions. He prepares to lunge…
The two cower up against the wall, embracing each other for comfort…however, as they look up Torak is frozen, his eyes fixed on something else. He lowers the knife and takes the dangling rope in his free hand. He looks at it, almost in amazement as the two on-lookers glance at each other in confusion. Torak looks up with the rope still in his grasp. He ponders for a second before beginning to chuckle to himself again.
What is going through the mind of the malicious beast?
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 2, 2006 17:08:27 GMT -5
Segment: A visitation by greatness (Credit: Rattlesnake)
The crew are working hard to clear all the debris from the glass rave match as the cameras return to the arena. Once again, however, their work is interrupted. The lights fade to black. Two green spotlight shine across the fans and stop at the top of the entrance ramp. The spotlights quickly shut off shortly after. The words "Don't fear the reaper, fear the Rattler" echo throughout the arena followed by "Blind" by Silverchair. The spotlights flicker back on as a huge surge of green pyros blast off with a huge cloud of smoke. As the smoke clears, no one is there.
"Fast" Eddie Edison: What the hell?
The lights come back on instantly, much to the confusion of the fans.
"Fast" Eddie Edison: There's no one there.
Maxwell McNally: So what do we do?
"Fast" Eddie Edison: Just get ready for the next match.
Maxwell McNally: Ok, I guess it's time for-
A voice through the speaker system echoes throughout the area.
Voice: Well, well, well. It appears that everyone doesn't know what to think. Such fools. But that's ok, I won't fault your confusion. I just thought that I would make a minor appearance. After all, I am the latest, and greatest, acquisition of the ACW.
Maxwell McNally: Latest acquisition?
A murmur can be heard amongst the fans in attendance.
"Fast" Eddie Edison: Who is this?
Maxwell McNally: That's what I would like to know.
Voice: Shut up you little hard-ons! When I speak, you listen!
"Fast" Eddie Edison: Well that was rude.
The man clears his throat.
Voice: Now, before I was interrupted, I'm sure many of you are wondering just who I am. I bet it's eating you alive. But we'll dispense with identities for now. For the moment, just consider me "wandering talent." I'm a former World Champion from places much better than this.
Maxwell McNally: It shouldn't matter if he's a former World Champion. He should show some respect.
"Fast" Eddie Edison: Let's face it, he's afraid to reveal who is he.
Some of the fans boo while the rest continue to be confused.
Voice: Oh, please stop. I can't help it. I mean, after all, look at this hellhole. You can't tell me that by making an appearance here, that Meltdown did not just climb fifty spots to the number one watched show on all of Thursday. I know it did because wherever I go, the ratings go through the roof.
Maxwell McNally: Well, whoever this guy is, he's very arrogant.
"Fast" Eddie Edison: I don't know who he is and I call already tell you, I don't like him.
He laughs and continues his cockish behavior.
Voice: Now, I've been to the best places and been the king of the mountain at each of them. I haven't been to all the worst places yet, but I'm checking another one off my list now. This place, the ACW, hasn't seen anyone like me before and guess what? I'll climb to the top here faster than any place I've been to before. In fact, give it some time and you'll be begging me to stand on top.
The fans boo but can't be heard over the bellowing laughter.
"Fast" Eddie Edison: He's too cocky for his own good.
Maxwell McNally: I agree. Sounds like this guy needs a reality check.
Voice: Oh don't take my word for it. Besides, you'll be begging for it when I grace your presence. It'll be your very own claim to fame. You'll leave the arena and go back to your mundane lives, grow old, and tell your loser grandchildren about the one day in you life when you came so close to fame that you could reach out and touch it.
Maxwell McNally: I know what I'm begging for.
"Fast" Eddie Edison: What's that?
Maxwell McNally: Someone to shut him up.
The man laughs yet again. Just then a shadowed figure appears on the Alphatron. He steps into the light where he can finally be seen.
Maxwell McNally: And there's our mystery man.
Man: I'm Rattlesnake and next week, I'm your "claim to fame." Your brush will greatness tonight is now at its end.
Rattlesnake turns and walks away.
"Fast" Eddie Edison: Next week? He's just dug his own grave because next week, someone is going to put an end to him.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 2, 2006 17:09:19 GMT -5
Match 6: ACW Tag Team Title Rematch - Tables Match Hunter & Santiago vs. Jonny & Jake (Credit: BK)
No one is quite sure what to expect from the penultimate match; Hunter an Santaigo are a formidable team, but now with bad blood between them can they overcome their differences to retain their tag titles? Philip enters the ring.
Philip: This match is a tag team contest, with a tables stipulation and it is for the ACW Tag Team Championship! Introducing first, from Toronto Ontario… he is a member of the Untouchables, Jonny Spade!
”Bodies” plays, and Jonny comes out and walks down to the ring. He looks calm and purposeful.
Philip: And his partner, also a member of the Untouchables, and ACW Light Heavyweight Champion… from Hong Kong, China, Jake Cheng!
”Petrified” hits, and Jake comes out at a jog. He moves quickly to the ring, enters and stands next to Jonny, a united front against their foes.
Philip: And now, the defending champions… first, from New York City, he is ACW International Champion… Santiago Rivera!
”Nymphetamine” fills the arena, and Santiago comes out with both his belts over his shoulders. He walks to the ring, and enters without appearing intimidated by Jake or Jonny; the men stare at one another until the arena darkens down.
Philip: And finally, his partner, from Rochester New York… he is the current ACW World Champion, and a member of the Senatorial Stable - Andrew Hunter!
”Ex Nihilo” plays, and Hunter emerges into the lights to a cascade of boos. He ignores these and traipses to the ring, sliding in even with the two belts to carry. As the referee sorts things out and holds up the tag titles, Santiago and Hunter glance at one another, but things seem frosty between them. Everyone notes the location of the multiple tables outside the ring; they’ll need them if they’re to gain that elusive victory.
Bell rings.
All four men begin to brawl simultaneously in the ring, all fighting for the prize of winning a match over the other. Jake and Jonny fight to regain what they claim is 'theirs' and Santiago and Hunter, an unlikey duo - but cooperative nonetheless - after what happened at Bloody Valentine, fight to retain what is 'theirs'. Hunter delivers some stiff right hands to his former advesary for the Lightweight Championship Jake Cheng and Santiago holds his own with the bigger man Jonny by delivering lightning quick blows. Santiago knees Jonny in the abdomen and gets him in the corner before delivering a set of shoulders to his abdomen, Hunter meanwhile on the other side of the ring has Jake in the corner, delivering hard chops to his chest. Hunter and Santiago look at each other, and they both have the same plan in mind, both whip their opponent out the corner and hope they collide but their is a change of plans. Jonny and Jake sense this coming and they reverse whip and hope to send Hunter and Santiago into each other but the tag team champions manage to stop themselves before they knock heads. The crowd gives the challengers a pop as they dropkick the tag team champions into each other, taking them both to the ground. Jonny picks up Santiago and tosses him over the top rope and then both Jonny and Jake work over the World Champion Hunter. They pick up Hunter and they use a team effort to Military Press Hunter over their heads and then they toss Hunter over the top rope onto Santiago. The crowd cheers for the lone challengers in the ring and the tag team champions try to recuperate on the outside but Jake wants to capitalize. Jake bounces off the ropes and Jonny launches Jake into the air, Jake manages to flip in midair and take out both champions with a Flipping Senton.
The crowd goes absolutely ga-ga as Jake begins to get up on the outside, holding the back of his head. Jake wills Jonny on to try something high risk but Jonny has not been one to fly. You can see Jonny saying "the hell with it" and Jonny heads to the top rope. Hunter and Santiago now get up next to each other, and all 240 pounds of Jonny Spade dives from the top rope and takes down the Tag Team Champions. Jonny rises up and raises his arms in triumph and gets another pop from the crowd, it appears the team of Jonny and Jake is very over tonight. Jake and Jonny pick up the Tag Team champions and toss them back into the ring before dusting off their hands in a comedic fasion. Jake then approaches Jonny and he pushes him.
Jake: JONNY!
Jake turns his head towards both side of the crowd, acknowledging their applause, and then he returns his focus back to Jonny.
Jonny: ...GET THE TABLES!
Jake and Jonny locate themselves by the entrance way where tables are lying beside the barricade by the loyal ACW Fans and the two get one table and bring it towards the ring. Jonny and Jake lift the table and attempt to slide it into the ring but Hunter attempts to, smartly and elusively, land a baseball slide on the table, knocking it back in the challenger's face but Jake and Jonny see it. They lift the table and Hunter slides right under it - landing on his feet, Jake and Jonny then takes two steps back and then ram the table right into Hunter's face. Hunter lies on the ground knocked out and Santiago now hits a baseball slide on a table and it connects. All three men are now layed out temporarily on the outside and Santiago picks up the table and he sets it up in the ring by the ropes. He then rolls to the outside and picks up Jake Cheng, the obvious lighter of the two, and brings him into the ring. Santiago sets Jake Cheng up for a powerbomb manuever by putting Jake's head between his legs. Santiago begins to taunt the crowd, a bad move, before going for the move, looking to toss Jake through the table but Jake has other plans in mind. Santiago apparently took too much time to set up and he's paying for it when Jake punches Santiago in his face before tossing him across the ring on the otherside with a Hurricanrana. Santiago gets up seconds later and goes to the corner to rest but Jake fires at him with a very Kendrick-esque Jumping Elbow Smash to Santiago, knocking him for a loop temporarily. Santiago walks out the corner groggily and drops down to his knees, Jake sees his opportunity to land his Shades of Helms (Shining Enziguri) and he connects. Santiago is out cold and as Jake rises up and turns around, he is nearly speared out of his boots by Hunter.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Mar 2, 2006 17:10:01 GMT -5
Hunter rises back up on his knees and looks down at Jake with a cocky smirk before flipping back his hair to the crowd's dismay. Hunter rises up and he picks up Jake and then hoists him up on his shoulders. He turns to both sides of the crowd and he sends Jake to Paradise Now (Reverse Death Valley Driver Slam/Widowmaker). Jake lays out in the ring next to Santiago and Hunter positions the table with other plans than slamming him through the table. Hunter sets the table up in the corner by Jake Cheng and the crowd can now see what he's up to. Hunter picks up Jake Cheng and carries him to the corner opposite from where the table is. Hunter whips Jake with high velocity into the direction of the table and it looks like it's all over from here but Jonny Spade comes out of nowhere and shoulder tackles out of harm's way. Hunter can't believe it and he walks over to Jonny Spade, who has a bloody nose from the table shot to the face and begins to attack Spade. Santiago, who has recovered from Jake's assault, joins in on the beatdown and they pick up Jonny. The two send Jonny into the ropes and hope to deliver a Double Backbody Drop but Jonny manages to stop infront of the two and he plans both of them with a DDT in stereo. The crowd goes nuts as Jonny slowly attempts to recover and he rolls over towards the ropes to get himself up. Santiago is the first one up from the double DDT and he charges toward Spade who is on the ropes but recieves a backbody drop over the top rope for his troubles. Santiago begins to get up on the outside and RDK walks his way down the ramp to a huge pop from the crowd, meanwhile back in the ring Hunter has managed to gain the upperhand and lock Jonny into the Bear Trap.
Santiago: What the hell are you doing here?
RDK: You think I forgot about what you did at Bloody Valentine brudah?
Santiago: I don't care what you remember or not, now get the hell out of here.
RDK backs up and makes his way back up the ramp and Santiago attempts to slide back in the ring but he feels something pulling him back out the ring. The culprit is none other than RDK and he begins to take it to the International Champion. RDK delivers with the punches and he knocks Santiago over the barricade into the crowd. RDK steps over the barricade and he begins to follow Santiago towards the backstage area, continuing to whoop his ass. Hunter releases the Bear Trap and he is pissed that RDK has managed to foil one of his plans again, but he will be damned if he loses his gold. Hunter rolls out of the ring and he grabs one of tag team titles and rolls back into the ring with it. Jake slowly makes his way up to his feet and Hunter nails him with a belt square between the eyes and the crowd continues to boo Hunter's choice of offense. Hunter turns around and witnesses Jonny making his way up also, Jonny turns around and Hunter attempts the same thing but Jonny hits a desperation Arn Anderson like Spinebuster. The tag title slides out of Hunter's hand to the outside and Jonny slowly rises back up and signals for the end. He hoists Hunter onto his shoulders, going for his pattented Jonormous Slam but as he turns Hunter, Hunter lands on his feet and lands a quick - yet decisive - low blow to Jonny. Hunter's desperation attempt has given him the opportunity to recover from the Spinebuster but then he makes his way towards the table. Jake sees this and like a cat, he pounces toward the champion, attempting to tackle him through the table but Hunter side steps the move and Jake crashes through the table.
Hunter's heart is moving at 100 beats per second as he almost saw an end to his title reign. Hunter attempts to go outside the ring for another table but Jonny grabs Hunter's leg and grapevine's it with his two legs. Hunter attempts to walk on but it's just too much weight to carry on his feet, but then WeDrag runs down to the ring and slides in. Hunter is perplexed at what is happening but before he can react his lights are dimmed an incredibly stiff roundhouse kick to the side of his head. Hunter drops down to the ground like a sack of bricks and Jonny rolls out the ring to retrieve another table while WeDrag continues his assault on the ACW Champion. Normally this would result in a DQ but not in these conditions in a tables match where there are absolutely NO disqualifications. Jonny sets the table up on the outside and rolls back into the ring where Jake is just recovering from his table crash. WeDrag tosses the champion to the two challengers and both Jake and Jonny lift Hunter over his head and hit him with Double Spinebuster Slam over the top rope, sending Hunter crashing through the table below on the outside.
Philip: And the winners of this match, and NEW ACW Tag Team Champions, Jonny Spade and Jake Cheng!
"Petrified" by Fort Minor sounds through the speakers and the two stare down at Hunter, smiling along with their stablemate Dan White. The referee awards them the ACW Tag Team Championships and the two raise the belts over their head to somewhat of a mixed reaction. Welsh Dragon simply smiles down at the fallen champion before walking off with his companions, will this be the scene when Hunter puts his title on the line against WeDrag? or will Hunter manage to persevere, nothing is sure in the world of ACW.
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