Thursday Night Meltdown 9th March 2006

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Thursday Night Meltdown 9th March 2006

Schedule of Matches:
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Rawt vs. Andy Starr

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Iris Yoon vs. Gooner

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VorteX vs. Nina Star

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Rattlesnake vs. Jearus

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Torak vs. Scott Andrews

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Hunter vs. Tornado

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Dan White vs. Santiago vs. OnlyRedsFan

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BK London and Predator vs. Jonny Spade & Mystery Man

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[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

It’s an important night for ACW; as the show starts in its normal fashion, the fans are expecting big things from both the new names and established superstars. We’d better not keep them waiting, then…

The Alphatron switches on, and Meltdown is underway.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Rawt’s Big Night Out (Part 1) (Credit: Rawt)

The first scene begins, and the camera focuses in on the backstage bar, where numerous ACW wrestlers and staff are sitting down. At one of the bar stools sat the legend MachoMan RDK, drinking down a soda in a muddy mug.

RDK: Man oh man, what a loooong day this was...

As RDK was taking another gulp out of his soda, the bar door swung open and in walked Rawt, without Gelale.

Rawt: Hello everybody!

The wrestlers and staff looked, but gave no sign of reaction to him.

Rawt: Well screw you too then.

Rawt looked over to the bar to see RDK sipping at his soda. Rawt thought that he shall capture the opportunity and accompany him.

Rawt: Howdy partner!

Rawt pats his back as he sits down at the stool beside him.

RDK: Hey brudah, how’s it been?

Rawt: Meh, rough day, but it’s been good. Where’s the bartender?

RDK shrugs as he takes another gulp from his soda.

Rawt: Well fuck man, there’s point A and point B. We’re at A, why the fuck isn’t the bartender at A?

RDK: You know what, that’s a good question!

Rawt: Fuck it, lets go!

RDK: Say what brudah?

Rawt: I’m taking you to the club, the Jose Locos club!!!!

The whole bar gasps as they hear the name "Jose Locos". RDK looks around with confusion as he doesn't seem to know the problem with it.

RDK: You know what, let’s go! OoOoOh yeah!!!

Rawt: Fuck yeah!

RDK and Rawt get up and head for the door, Rawt leaves the door first, but just as RDK is about to leave, he looks back over to his drink on the bar and notices it isn’t empty.

RDK: Shit, completely forgot.

RDK runs back to his seat and gulps down his remaining soda and runs out the door.

Rawt: Ok, well, I don't want to take my car since I’m gonna get hammered, so I guess you’re driving.

RDK: And my car is at my house.

Rawt: Well fuck, guess we’re taking the bus.

Rawt and RDK left the ACW stadium and made their way to the nearest bus station down the street. At around 8:43pm the bus arrived and they departed.

Driver: $1.00 each please.

Rawt: Well ok, but only because the bus is blue.

The driver accepted Rawt's and RDK's money as they sat down in one of the booths.

RDK: So what goes on at this club brudah?

Rawt: The usual, drinking, dancing, some stripers last time I checked.

RDK: Ahh, but brudah, I don't drink.

Rawt: I say the same, but look at me!

RDK: Brudah...I’m serious now.

Rawt: I know I know, I was just playin'. Don't worry, you don’t have to drink to stay, as long as your with someone who is, ME!

RDK: Well, alright.

As the bus reached the club, RDK and Rawt stepped off, stretched, had a cup of tea, then walked into the club. From outside you could hear the music blasting, "Macho Man" by Village People, playing through everyone’s hearts, dancing everywhere as they walked in and took a seat at the bar.

Fade Out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 1: Rawt vs. Andy Starr (Credit: Latino)

It’s action the fans want, and the shot quickly switches to the main arena where Philip is getting a pop as he makes his first appearance.

Phillip: Ladies and Gentlemen this match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first from Kelso, Washington and weighing in at 220 lbs….Andy Starr!

"No Shelter" by Rage Against The Machine plays over the loud speaker, and Andy comes running full speed down the ramp way. Upon reaching the ring, he slides into, and then out the other side of the ring, where he jumps on top of the announcer table. Raising his arms in the air, he performs a perfect back flip, landing on the mat in front of the announcer table. He turns around and slides into the ring, standing up and walks around, awaiting his opponent.

Phillip: And his opponent from Berlin, Germany and weighing in at 300 lbs….RAWT!

Queen’s beats and lyrics start to be heard all over the arena as Rawt and Galele walk through the curtains. The fans are already booing and Rawt does not hesitate this time to yell at a few close fans. Galele looks on and then walks with Rawt down the entranceway. Many fans hold up signs that say “Rawt sucks!” and “GO BACK TO RUSSIA!” The former champion now ignores them as he walks up the steel steps and then quickly enters the ring. Galele stays outside as the Referee quickly calls for the bell to start the match.

* The Bell Rings *

Just as the bell rings, Rawt throws a strong right hand and connects it perfectly on Andy Starr. He falls on the mat and Rawt continues his assault as he grabs Andy by the hair and then gives him an elbow to the face. Still holding onto him, He whips him across the ring and straight into the ropes. Andy gains control of himself and jumps onto the middle rope. He springboards off the ropes with a cross body block onto Rawt. Both men fall back onto the mat and Andy goes for a quick cover. The Referee goes for the count but Rawt kicks out and pushes Andy Starr off of him. Starr gets back up, but Rawt takes him down viciously with a lariat attack. Starr slams his back against the mat and Rawt drags Andy to the middle of the ring. He then drops down with an elbow drop onto Andy’s neck. He then grabs him by the hair and throws him into the nearest turnbuckle corner. Rawt then comes running in with a roar but Starr gives him two boots in the face. Rawt stumbles back and Andy jumps on the top turnbuckle. He points around to the fans as they all cheer and then jumps off with a missile dropkick. He nails it perfectly, knocking down the big man. He then kip ups onto his feet and then performs a front flip with a legdrop directly on Rawt’s throat. Starr rolls Rawt onto his back and goes for a Camel Clutch. He tries to apply it but Rawt is now struggling to break free. He starts to lift himself up and Starr at first tries to put him down. After noticing Rawt is not giving in he releases the hold and then dashes for the ropes. Rawt does the same to the opposite ropes. Both men are now running at one another like two freight trains on one track. Andy goes for a leapfrog but Rawt anticipates this as he leaps up for the Rawt Shot. He practically impales Starr and then drives him deep into the mat. He picks up Andy and them slams him back down onto the mat. Rawt drops down and goes hooks the leg for the cover as the Referee now counts again.
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Kick out by Starr as all the fans stand up and cheer. They fans yell out “TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO” and Rawt grabs Andy and drags him to the ropes. He then steps between the ropes and then jumps up high. As he comes down his elbows drives into Andy’s face’s hanging over the apron’s edge. Starr falls over the edge and Rawt looks around to the fans as they all boo. He then rolls back inside the ring. Rawt starts acting as if his elbow is in pain as he distracts the Referee. On the outside, Galele kicks Andy Starr in the face and then rolls him back in the ring. She yells at the Referee to get his attention and Rawt looks over with a grin. He starts to walk over with almost a cocky strut and he looks over at a few close by fans. Rawt is pulled down by Starr as he goes for a quick roll-up. The Referee quickly counts and Andy grabs the rope without the Referee’s knowledge. Rawt kicks out and Andy quickly gets out of the way as he works to keep his distance. Rawt looks over at his opponent with a look of surprise and instantly charges at him. Andy ducks his attack and them goes for a dropkick as Rawt turns around. The big man moves to the side and then lets Starr fall onto the ring mat. Rawt then circles Andy as he yells at him to get up. The seconds pass and Andy slowly gets up. Rawt quickly grabs him and picks him up. Andy lifts his legs up and locks his legs in a hurricanrana move. Both men struggle now as each tries to gain the last moments of control. The fans are cheering for Andy more and more as the time slowly passes by. Rawt finally uses his strength and lifts up Andy all the way and then both men come down with the Bomb. Rawt now hooks both legs for the pin and the Referee slaps the mat.
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Phillip: Here is your winner….Rawt!

Rawt rolls out of the ring with a big smile on his face. He holds up both arms as the fans boo relentlessly. Galele comes around the corner and the couple embraces in victory. The Referee slides out of the ring and holds up Rawt’s arm officially declaring him the victor in this match. They walk away as the camera shoots back to Andy Starr slowly getting up after the three count. He shakes it off as all the fans are still cheering for him as the scene fades to black.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: The thrill of the New (Credit: Iris)

ACW interviewer Charlotte King stands right beside Iris Yoon, who looks to be very excited by finally making her TV debut! She’s smiling a stunning ear-to-ear smile and she’s almost jumping up and down with excitement.

Charlotte: What a night we’ve had so far! This is Charlotte King, and I am reporting to you live with ACW’s newest superstar, Iris Yoon, who looks to be very excited by her debut here tonight! Iris, I’m only going to ask you a few questions, because I can only imagine how much you have on your mind right now. In fact, that brings me to my first question for you. How exactly do you feel right now?

Charlotte grins politely and then she holds the mic just a few inches from Iris’ lips. For a second, it looks like Iris will be a little too flustered by all the attention to respond.

Iris: Ohmigosh… This is soooo awesome! I can’t believe I’m standing next to Charlotte King!!! I can’t believe I’m finally in ACW! This has to be the best day of my entire life!

When she finishes her sentence, Iris lets out an ear-piercing fangirlish squeal. Charlotte, ever the good-natured type of person, smiles when she realizes just how excited Iris is.

Charlotte: Well, I guess saying that you feel pretty good right now would be a bit of an understatement. I don’t think I can ever remember seeing anybody this excited in a long time. Still, Gooner isn’t a competitor to be---

Iris: Who?

Charlotte: You’ve never heard of Gooner?

Iris: Oh! Isn’t that the guy I’m facing tonight?

Charlotte: Yes, that’d be him.

Iris: Y’know, I don’t think I’ve ever seen him before, what does he look like?

Charlotte: Let me thing about how to describe him, because I know you must have seen him before. Well, He’s really skinny, kinda dorky, and sorta looks like Gilligan. Does that ring a bell at all?

Iris frantically searches her brain, but after a few seconds, she frowns and gives up.

Iris: Not really, is he---

Suddenly a voice from off-camera calls to Iris.

Backstage Agent: Ms. Yoon, try to wrap it up. You’re up next

When she hears this, Iris quickly shifts her attention back to Charlotte.

Iris: I’m so sorry, but can we finish this up later, I gotta get ready for my match!

Charlotte: Sure, I’ll meet up with you after the match, good luck.

Iris quickly runs off-screen.

End

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Rawt’s Big Night Out (Part 2) (Credit: Rawt)

As we come back to Rawt and RDK, we see Rawt getting down with it, many ladies are very fond of his dance moves. If Gelale were in the room, there would be a shit storm. As Rawt continues to be the whole damn pimp show whilst macking up some chicks, RDK is taking a look at some of the different alcohols that are for purchase...the bartender, Bob, looks over at RDK and notices he isn't drinking anything. Bob leans over the counter.

Bob: So are you gonna have something or not, peckerhead?

RDK looks up at the man, he has an almost turtle-like shape, right down to his lip. He is balding, and has a beard. He wears some thick lensed glasses and has a grease cloth in one hand, a glass in the other. Bob slams his hand on the table.

Bob: Well?!

RDK: ....Well, -

Bob: Come on dumbass, what do you want?

RDK: Brudah--

Bob: Fuck man! Speed it up!

RDK: B-

Bob: FUCK!

RDK is overpowered by Bob as he is slapped. RDK's head almost spins 360 degrees before being back in place. Bob just shakes his head.

Bob: Well? Make a choice!

RDK: .......I'm not really thirsty brudah---

Bob: --WELL THEN EAT!!

RDK: ....Kay'...

Bob pulls out a big plate of spicy dumbass wings, his signature dish, just for The Macho Man. RDK can smell the heat...these are no joke. Bob pushes the plate towards RDK...

Bob: Give it a shot'.

RDK: ...but brud-

Bob: DO IT!

RDK: --G-

Bob: DO IT!

RDK: --We---

Bob: DO---

Bob is interrupted as out of nowhere, a bottle of rum is broken over his head by Mr. Ross. Bob's head swerves from left to right before he backs into the wall behind the counter. He holds his head, it appears to be bruised...

Rawt: The man said no.

Bob rubs his head once more...

Bob: This is war, Rawt.

Bob is not joking as he pulls out his belt from his jeans and begins to swing it around over his head, Rawt's eyes open wide...

Rawt: ...And to think I'm doing this before my match!!!

Bob proceeds to then uses the belt as a whip and whips one of the glass bottles that was already on the counter, it shatters. RDK and Rawt cover their eyes...

Rawt: Fuck man! You want to call the shot? Well fuck, call it than!

Bob: No!

Rawt: Yes!

Bob: No!

Rawt: ...Fuck Bob! I don't got a lot of options here!

Rawt proceeds to take off his belt and begins to swing it around in the air, RDK's eyes widen as he sees both men swinging around their belts...

Rawt: You know what this means then, right Bob?

Bob: Oh yes....

Bob/Rawt: ...Mortal Kombat...

Fade Out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 2: Iris Yoon vs. Gooner (Credit: Yoko)

The crowd pops as Philip makes his way to the ring for the introduction of the next match.

Philip: The next match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Boston, MA, Gooner!

Gonna Fly Now begins to play, and Gooner comes out. He seems as energetic as always, practically flying to the ring. He’s sure he’ll win THIS one.

Philip: And his opponent, from San Francisco, CA, Iris!

Starstruck comes on over the sound system and Iris emerges from the entrance. Normally she would be pretty nervous, as rookies tend to be, but she is fairly confident in being able to handle this opponent. She makes her way to the ring, greeting some ringside fans enthusiastically before getting into the ring. Once in, she and Gooner prepare to fight.

Bell Rings

Iris is eager to begin and makes the first move. Gooner isn’t ready though and he flees from her, ducking under her grapple attempt. He looks around like he’s not sure what to do, he seems too shy now to try to grab her since she’s a girl. He slides out of the ring for a moment until he comes up with a plan of attack. Iris won’t stand for that though and quickly launches herself over the top rope with a cross body block. Gooner catches her. Well, he would have caught her if he were a few hundred pounds heavier. The actual result was him reaching out, and Iris crashing into him and driving him to the floor. She repositions herself on him and starts to deliver some punches. The referee has begun the countout count.

1!

2!

Iris notices the counting. She certainly doesn’t want to get counted out or win by countout, so she gets up and pulls Gooner up too.

3!

She tosses him into the ring and rolls in herself. She circles around behind him and waits for him to get to his knees, then she goes in for the attack with a bulldog. But he somehow keeps his ground and stays out of her grip, so she simply flies by him and lands on her rear. He takes advantage and grabs her by the head, pulling her into a rear chinlock. She struggles for a moment, but she’s on the ground and Gooner has the leverage. She can’t escape it.

Suddenly the fans begin to chant for her, and with their support, she drives herself to her feet, though with a lot of struggling. Now that she’s on her feet, she forces herself, and Gooner, backwards into one of the turnbuckles. He lets go since they’re in the ropes now. Iris drives an elbow backwards into his face out of spite as she regains her breath. She throws back a couple more elbows, and then turns around to face him. He is dazed. She pulls his head under her arm and backs up, and then runs toward that turnbuckle. She leaps up on it and spins in the air with a Tornado DDT. But it doesn’t connect, Gooner manages to land Iris on her feet. He then pushes her away briefly, and BAM, eye poke! Iris cannot see. Gooner follows it up by throwing her into the ropes. On her way back, he springs toward her with the Superkick! But because she’s running and he has bad balance, it only hits air and he falls to the mat. Iris continues to the opposite ropes. She leaps onto the middle rope and jumps backwards with a moonsault, connecting with the fallen Gooner. She maintains it for a pin.

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2!

Kickout!

Frustrated, Iris lifts him up to put him right back down with an arm drag. But Gooner slips out of it, and goes for the bodyslam! …But Iris doesn’t budge. She is startled though as Gooner’s hand gropes private places in his attempt to lift her up. She shoves him away angrily. He then realizes what happened and tries to apologize, but his apology is met with a foot to the face as Iris uses her own Superkick. She goes for another pin.

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3!

Bell Rings

Philip: Your winner by pinfall, Iris!

Iris’ anger fades immediately as she is overwhelmed with joy from this win. She jumps happily in victory, much like Chun-Li, and then heads to the back as the show goes to commercials.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: "The Exception" (Credit: VorteX)

As the scene begins, the camera pans slowly into what looks to be a locker room. The room’s lighting fades from pitch black to gray, to vibrant white. There is a ladder in the middle of the room, and VorteX sits upon one of the upper rungs, shrouded in semi-translucent darkness. He seems to be thinking about his debut, when Gary walks into the room.

Gary – HI! I’m Gary!

VorteX – Hello Gary.

Gary – You know my name?

VorteX – Yes Gary. I know your name. So, you’re here to interview me?

Gary – Yes! I am going to interview you!

Gary – So, how do you feel about your match tonight?

VorteX – That’s a good question Gary. Let me start with an illustration for you.

Vortex climbs the ladder farther, disappearing into the darkness. Gary begins to look bewildered, having lost complete sight of VorteX, when suddenly VorteX reappears holding a bag of cotton candy.

VorteX – I’m sure you know what this is Gary.

Gary – Cotton Candy! Can I have?

VorteX – Yes, this is cotton candy Gary, but it is also represents something much more symbolic. The act of my bringing cotton candy into the interview, acts as what is called an exception. Do you know what that is Gary?

Gary – No…can I have cotton candy?

VorteX – Hold on a second. An exception is something that changes how we view a situation. In this case, the cotton candy acted as an exception for you. Are you getting this?

Gary – Cotton candy!

VorteX – I thought not. Anyway, to answer your initial question, I definitely plan to be an exception, to give my opponent something they never would have expected. You see Gary; all of my life people have underestimated me. They have laughed at the mere idea of me succeeding, and then when I prove them wrong, they stack the cards against me even more. That’s, when I have to show the exceptional side of me, one that overcomes odds.

Gary – You want to play cards?

VorteX – No, Gary. I figured they might send you, seeing this is my first night here and all. No one expects me to last long, or try much. That’s where they’re wrong. Win or lose, I’m going to put my all in this match, just like I would any other match wrestling any other place, or for any other fed. I’m going to bring a show, and show the crowd why I AM the exception!

Vortex steps backwards into the darkest part of the room. Gary seems bewildered again, and starts calling loudly for VorteX to come back, and for his cotton candy. Laughter can be heard, and the entire room is cast into complete darkness. For a couple of seconds not a sound can be heard, and then the fluorescent lights above come on full power, illuminating the room brightly. The room is completely empty, except for a bag of cotton candy in the middle of the room, and a note attached that reads “Expect the unexpected”.

Fade out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: So, what next? (Credit: Iris)

Charlotte King is standing backstage, and she’s apparently waiting for Iris Yoon to come back from the ring. Gooner is the first person from the match to return from the ring, and he looks to be very upset by his loss. So upset, in fact, that he’s holding his sore bottom and nearly crying. Charlotte can’t help but feel bad for the poor man, but her feelings are quickly forgotten when she sees Iris walk through the curtains.

Charlotte: Iris, over here!

Iris turns towards the sound of Charlotte’s voice and even though she’s tired from her match, she quickly moves over toward her. She’s so caught up in her victory that she cannot contain her emotion. She’s barely able to contain her giggles and squeals as Charlotte begins to start the interview.

Charlotte: I guess I’ll start by saying congratulations on your first victory here in ACW! You must feel simply fabulous right now! I have to ask though. What do you have planned next?

Just as Charlotte finishes her question; Iris begins to get all girlie again. She hugs Charlotte up and down and hugs her as she giggles.

Iris: I won! I won! I won! Did you see the look on his face when I won? It was priceless! Teeheehee!

Charlotte smiles as it finally dawns on her just how happy Iris is, but she tries to keep the interview on track.

Charlotte: Yes, it was a great first showing for you, but what’s next? What will you do next?

Iris calms down for a second, thinks on it for a few seconds, and then she grins at Charlotte.

Iris: You’ll see. In fact, I think I’ll give everybody a little gift on next weeks episode of Meltdown, if I can find anybody up to the challenge.

Charlotte: What exactly do you mean?

Iris: Next week, regardless of how my match on Monday goes, I’m going to celebrate my arrival to ACW with a very special Bra & Panties Match!

Charlotte: Do you have any idea who your opponent will be?

Iris: It’s an open challenge, it could be anybody! It could be anybody in the wrestling world, from Trish Stratus to AK. Why, it could even be you, Charlotte!

Charlotte has a nice laugh at that entire concept.

Charlotte: That’s not very likely. In fact, I think I’ll pass on this one.

Iris: Oh! That reminds me! I’ve got to go meet with the Chairman so I can finalize my contract! So, I gotta go, sorry.

Charlotte: That’s just fine. I’m done with my interview here anyway. Good luck with your signing and welcome to ACW!

Iris: Thanks!

Fade out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Cheesy Mafia Promo (Credit: Scott)

The ACW arena goes quiet as the Alphatron begins to play a video. It begins showing an alleyway, a dark alleyway, with only moonlight to create any lumination. A shadow creeps along the grey brick wall, the figure can not be seen. A large man walks into frame and enters from the front of the alleyway. He looks like a thug, dressed in a rugged old football jersey, and black jeans. He stops and pulls out a knife. He has seen the figure that to the audience is unseeable. He speaks with a rough, husky tone.

Thug: Hello there. Mind if I take your money?

??: You can try.

The thug advances into the alleyway. Noises of a beat down can be heard, though still nothing can be seen. Then, in the blink of an eye, the thug flies out of the alleyway and into the street.

Thug: Mommy!

He stands and runs away. The figure then slowly emerges out from the shadows. It is Scott Andrews. He has an old school brown trenchcoat on, and black boots. He pulls out a cigarette and lights it. He takes a puff, and blows the smoke out into the night air. He then looks directly into the camera and speaks in a stereotypical italian mafia voice.

Scott: Dat thug in dat alleyway got his just dezoits. He was almost twice my size. And loog-a-me. I'm unscaved. I know people out deer are tinkin I don't stand a fightin chance against Torak tanight. But if you just witnessed dat, den you just witnessed the Giant Killer abilidees a' Scott freakin Andrews.

Scott drops what's left of the cigarette and stomps it out.

Scott: So all the critics, and all the people who says I can't get da job done, should watch da match tanight. Because, I have no fear of bigger apponents, nor do I fear Torak, or Angelus, or any of dem creepy ass bone heads runnin around dis place. So if ya don't mind, I got a job ta do.

Scott walks out of frame and the camera tilts down to the ground while it fades black.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Rawt’s Big Night Out (Part 3) (Credit: Rawt)

On the return to the “convivial” setting of Bob’s bar, Rawt and Bob are shown flipping over tables and chairs whilst swinging their belts. This is quite a feat for two heavy 300 pounders. Many snaps and cracks are heard and RDK is just standing back...A man comes up to him through all the chaos though and taps him on the shoulder...

Man: Are you going to take that, RDK?

RDK: No way brudah!

Man: Well fuck, macho up!

RDK: It's not easy---

Man: Something’s gotta give Randy!

RDK: ...Good point brudah!

.::10 MINUTES LATER::.

RDK: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH YEEEEAAAAH!

RDK is shown raising his arm up in the air over the fallen Rawt and Bob. The man comes over again...

Man: ...Uhh, isn't Rawt your friend?

RDK: ....OoOoh Yeah! ...Hehe, are you okay brudah?!

RDK lifts up Rawt by the arm and gets him to his feet, brushing him off...

Rawt: Well...I'll be okay for NOW! ...But Mr. Bob....OH MISTER BOB!!!!

Bob is shown laying on the bar floor, heavily breathing...

Bob: Fuck Rawt! Come closer...

Rawt: Okay....

Rawt comes closer

Bob: ...Closer, my child.

Rawt: Kay'..

Rawt comes closer again

Bob: ....Just a bit closer....

Rawt: ....

Rawt goes so close that his nose is touching Bob's....

*SLAP!*

Rawt is smacked to the ground, landing on his ass. Rawt holds his face....

Bob: That’s what ya fucking get for being a dick, asshole! Now outta my bar!

Bob points for the two to leave the bar and the man who assisted RDK waves goodbye. The two leave the bar and look at each other.

RDK: Well brudah...I'm gonna header back to the arena...my own way...I'll see you later!

Rawt: ....But RDK....WAIT!

But it is too late, RDK is already gone...

Rawt: ...Fine.

"Imagine" by John Lennon begins to randomly play as Rawt walks off into the sunset...

Fade Out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Recovery and Reconnaissance

As the scene opens, the camera is tracking down one of the backstage corridors. It arrives at the ACW training room, and the door is pushed open.

Alicia is in the training ring, along with Tim Dwight. He’s still showing signs of his titanic battle with BK, but seems to be healing up well.

Alicia: So, how am I doing, do you think?

Dwight rubs his hand over his chin.

Dwight: I’d say we’re about 70% of the way there. Getting that winning edge is going to be the toughest part, though… you need to make sure you keep coming in and doing those practice routines we devised every single day.

Alicia: Oh, I’ll be here. Thanks again for your help, Tim, I really appreciate it.

Dwight: Hey, that’s what I’m here for.

Dwight steps out of the ring, and walks out of the room. As the camera moves closer and pans around, we see that it’s not empty; Richard Parker is sprawled across a Pommel Horse, and on the other side of the room, Alicia’s compatriot Reg is bouncing a ball for Al Pacino against the far wall.

His brother Ron leans against the ring apron, and watches as Dwight leaves.

Ron: Gotta give respect to the guy there, he knows his stuff. Solid, he is.

AK: No doubting it. That’s why I went straight to see him after Bloody Valentine… I realized that I need to completely update and revitalize my skillset. I just didn’t have the tools to deliver that knockout blow to Hunter at the PPV… this time, I’m going to be ready for him and anyone else that gets in my way.

She slides out of the ring and heads over to a hanging punchbag, and starts to work it over methodically with low, medium, and high angle kicks. Ron helpfully steadies it for her, to give it a greater resistance.

Ron: Ok. Where do you want me to begin?

AK: Start with the hospital.

Ron: Right. Well, we’ve checked it out, there’s no sign at the moment of it being watched or monitored. Plus we’ve “encouraged” the in-house security men to give us a bell if they see anything suspicious. Their wages must be crap, it didn’t cost half what I thought it would.

AK nods, looking relieved at this status report.

Ron: How’s your bloke doing now?

AK: As well as could be expected. I got to talk to him for 10 minutes or so yesterday… well, I say talk, mostly I just held his hand and told him what’s been going on here, so he could listen to my voice. They’re hoping to bring him round fully some time at the weekend…

It’s clearly still a sensitive subject for AK, so Ron doesn’t push it.

AK: Anyway, about your little road trip…

Ron: It’s not good news, darlin’. Me and Reg drove through every little town in this state looking for those cars… the CCTV wasn’t great, you know…

AK: I understand, Ron, the odds were never good. I guess… there’s nothing more I can do.

She gives the punchbag a particularly hard kick, almost knocking Ron down.

Ron: Ooof! Good one…

He steadies himself and the bag again.

Ron: Ali, if you don’t mind me asking… this kid… why, I mean, what- oh, sod it. The thing is, why all the fuss? What’s so special about him?

AK stops kicking, and stands still. It’s a question she has asked herself many times in the last few weeks, but has had no answer for.

And then, suddenly, she understands that this is in itself an answer.

AK:……………………nothing.

It may not be something that we contemplate very often, but there is nothing special about any of us. At least, nothing that “the world” would consider special. And yet, we all have those whom we care about; our friends, our colleagues, and our family. To us, they are the most special people in existence, each unique and utterly irreplaceable.

Just as we are to them.

This is not some mawkish, Hallmark-card sentiment. It is fact. And it is also fact that we cannot sit down and decide criteria on whether or not we feel an affinity with someone else; we cannot assess the people we meet with a tick-box questionnaire. We have only our inner feelings and instincts to guide us toward the particular nobodies in a sea of nonentities who by some miracle become our confidantes, our leaders, our protégés and our lovers.

Alicia knows only that her instincts will not allow the kid to disappear back into the dark, that somehow he still has a role to play. But what that is remains as yet a mystery.

Ron: Hey…hey, are you still with me?

Alicia snaps back into the waking world and out of her reverie.

Alicia: Yes… yeah, sorry. I think I’m done for tonight, anyway. Let’s go and what the rest of the show, I want to have plenty to talk to Victor about.

She walks to the door, with Ron following. Reg trots after with Al Pacino still jumping up and down, wanting the ball thrown again.

Richard Parker lazily opens an eye, then closes it again. He’s got catnapping still to do before his “workout” is complete.

Fade out.

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Segment: A Match Made for a Macho. (Credit: Santiago)

We open to the backstage area with Santiago walking down the hallways looking at people with a cocky smile on his face as he proudly holds his International title over his shoulder.

Santiago: Hey, what are you looking at? Oh right, I almost forget how renowned I am.

Some staff workers just look at him as Santiago turns into the cafeteria. Santiago walks over to the coffee pot. He pours himself and cup and stirs in his milk. He takes a big drink of it and spits it everywhere.

Santiago: Hey, can somebody make some new coffee here? This is cold!

A nearby cafeteria worker walks over to Santiago and being the arrogant ass that he is, he throws the rest of his coffee on the worker, showing how hot the coffee exactly is. The worker screams in pain as he drops to the ground holding his arm and the arena boos.

Santiago: Haha, I meant to say it was too hot. But eh oh well that’s your job. My job is to wrestle and entertain; you just make the coffee and get the doughnuts.

Santiago walks down to the food table and grabs a doughnut. He smiles at the worker then starts to walk out of the cafeteria. Santiago closes the door and takes a bite of the doughnut. He looks down one end of the hall and starts walking the other way but runs into something…or someone.

Santiago: Hey watch it ma-…

Santiago’s eyes bug out as the camera swings over to find The Macho Man RDK.

(We’re back “live” now, by the way, for anyone who may be confused. I know I am….)

The arena erupts in cheers.

Santiago: Watch out, I have things to do.

RDK: Oh you’re a busy man now are you?

Santiago: Yes as a matter of fact I am. Now, just move to the side so I can go, there’s things I need to take care of.

RDK: You know, after what you did to me you’re lucky I don’t just beat your ass down right here right now brudah. What you did took courage, actually no, what you did took stupidity. Apparently you don’t know me as much as you thought you did.

The size difference of the two is shown completely from a side view as RDK towers over Santiago with 7 inches.

Santiago: Okay great.

RDK: No, not okay. Why the hell did you do it? Tell me.

Santiago: Randy it’s simple. I felt that I needed to make a greater impact here, and who do you think of when you think ACW Legend? Oh yeah, I think RDK. By taking you out, I’ve been all over the news, I’ve been the talk of the town all across the world. Randy, by taking you out, I’m now known as the guy who had the guts to do what many people were too afraid to. All over the world, Santiago Rivera is a hallowed name now.

RDK: Whoa, whoa, no. You’re the guy who had more guts than brains. Don’t think you’ll be getting off easy on this one Santiago. You make a check that your arse can’t cash! You have to pay the consequences and you know what, I think the Machomaniacs want to see a second International Title run!

Santiago looks over at his title then back up at RDK.

RDK: So brudah you better watch out! Cause Monday night, I got you…in a hardcore match. OoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOH YEEEEAAAH!

The crowd goes nuts while RDK walks past Santiago down the hall as Santi looks at his title then gulps.

Scene begins to fade out.

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Match 3: VorteX vs. Nina Star

As the shot returns to the main arena, ACW’s “night of debuts” continues… what will the fans make of the next new arrival? Philip enters the ring.

Philip: The next match is a singles contest set for one fall, with a 20 minute time limit. Introducing first, from near Death Valley, CA… Dimitrius Osbourne, also known as VorteX!

”Faint” by Linkin Park plays as the arena lights sink into a kind of monochrome glow. The fans wait with baited breath, and then VorteX appears with his signature ladder slung over one shoulder. At a slow pace he walks down the ramp, glancing nonchalantly to left and right, and as his foot touches the matting around the outside of the ring there is a great blast of many small pyros that collectively bathe VorteX in an intense white light.

With care, VorteX ascends the ring steps, and as he enters the ring itself the arena becomes totally dark. A single spotlight then shines down into the centre of the ring, as the music fades quickly, leaving only silence and the image of VorteX himself standing there…

The light flickers once, twice… and then dies. All is still for about 3 seconds, and then a mighty blaze of pyro is triggered around the ring, to a deafening sound both from the charges and from the fans. The lights at last return to normal, and VorteX sets up his ladder in the centre of the ring, removes his hat and coat, and places them on one of the turnbuckles where a crew member collects them for safekeeping. VorteX perches on one of the lower rungs of the ladder, signaling that his elaborate entrance is complete.

Philip: And his opponent, from New York NY… Nina Star!

”Love goes like…” hits, and there is a strong cheer from the fans as Nina runs out on to the stage, beaming with happiness and excitement. She strides to the ring, captivating the crowd, and steps through the ropes, regarding her opponent with interest. As she walks around hailing the fans, the referee has a discreet word with VorteX, who folds his ladder and takes it to the outside, preferring to handle things himself rather than leave it to the crew. VorteX returns, and the referee is finally ready to get the match underway.

Bell Rings.

This is a match largely of unknowns, for both the participants and the audience. After her promising debut on Warfare, Nina is keen to earn her first victory and makes the first move, approaching Vortex and delivering an open handed palm strike before following that up with a rolling kick. The crowd cheers, and VorteX staggers, but he does not fall and responds with a couple of forearms and then a spinning heel kick. So far, so balanced… but VorteX has more to “give” and pulls off a neat snap suplex. He goes to make a cover, but Nina rolls aside and nips up to her feet, and as Vortex hurries to rise Nina runs in and thrills the fans with a headscissors takedown. She makes a pin right away, and the referee counts 1…tw- VorteX kicks out strongly, and gets a pop from the fans as he does so. Both Nina and VorteX get back up, and there is a brief exchange of blows until VorteX’s kick misses, and Nina is able to exploit this by whipping VorteX into the corner. He hits and bounces out, only to then be struck by Nina rushing in from the other direction for a splash; she brings him down untidily, and VorteX grabs the ropes, pulls himself up and then rapidly uses the second rope to launch himself into a flipping senton splash while Nina is on the mat. This puts him straight into a pinning position, and the referee drops to count, 1…2- Nina gets her arm in the air and the crowd cheers, having taken a shine to the young woman. VorteX is not put off; he stands up, bringing Nina with him, and uses the ropes to hit a Tornado DDT before pinning a second time. There is a second count, 1…2- this time Nina gets her foot on to the bottom rope, and the referee spots this, stopping the count. VorteX raises an eyebrow, mildly surprised, but as the ultimate “Exception” he can appreciate such qualities in others, too. He stands, and allows Nina to do the same – it’s time to find out how far both of these fledgling superstars can rise to the occasion.

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Immediately, VorteX starts to pile on the pressure with a concentrated attack of kicks, and Nina has to keep backing away to protect herself from the worst of the assault. She’s far from being a coward, however, and as soon as she judges that VorteX’s energy is waning, she comes back with a fresh attack of her own, whipping VorteX to the ropes. She goes for a dropkick, but VorteX does the same thing and the result is a spectacular and mutually damaging collision; both Nina and VorteX hit the mats, and it takes a few seconds for them to regain their senses. The crowd is getting noisier, and this spurs both competitors on – Nina takes a run at VorteX as if to knock him over, and when Vortex ducks Nina stops and turns, delivering a snapmare followed by another dropkick. This dazes Vortex, and Nina quickly covers as the referee counts, 1..2..- Vortex elevates his shoulder, and Nina shakes her head, disappointed that it wasn’t enough for the win. Sensing that the momentum of the match is swinging back his way, Vortex jumps up, and whips Nina away from him toward the far ropes. Nina reaches them as VorteX is preparing himself on the opposite side of the ring; Nina rebounds, and as she comes rushing back VorteX springboards into a sunset flip. The referee is ready as the pair land, and counts, 1…2…th- Nina has to use all her strength to break out in time, and now it’s VorteX’s turn to be frustrated. He isn’t giving up, however; he raises an arm to the crowd, who respond loudly in anticipation of a big move. He hits Nina with a couple of rib kicks, and then knocks her to the mat with a swinging arm to give him time to reach the turnbuckle. Nina tries to stand as Vortex takes flight; he flips over into the “Blackout Dropkick”… but Nina’s reactions are a fraction too quick, and she dives aside so that VorteX lands on the mat without connecting. As VorteX finds his feet, Nina closes the gap and perfectly performs her Sakura-na (headstand to hurricanrana pin), and being still slightly dizzy from his own flip VorteX is not quite quick enough to kick free before the referee counts the 1,2,3.

Philip: Here is your winner… Nina Star!

Nina is ecstatic at her first ACW win, and leaps up waving to the crowd. VorteX is understandably most disappointed at the loss, but still has the manners to shake hands when Nina approaches him. The crowd cheers for both competitors; they’ve been “exceptionally” impressed with VorteX’s debut, and just like Nina, they are certain that he won’t have to wait long for his maiden victory. The fans continue to cheer as VorteX collects his ladder and makes his way to the back with Nina still celebrating as the show cuts to commercials.