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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 1, 2006 15:35:48 GMT -5
Thursday Night Meltdown 1st June 2006
Schedule of Matches: -----------------------------------
Rattlesnake vs. Brian Carnage
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Jack Conner vs. Tornado
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XS3 vs. The Great KUDA
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OnlyRedsFan vs. Fallen Souls
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Hardcore Fatal Fourway Elimination Elvir vs. Logan Locke vs. Dr. Doom vs. Scott Andrews
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2 out of 3 Falls Jake Cheng vs. Dan White
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Flower Power vs. Senator & Latino
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CA vs. SS LumberJack Match Hunter vs. BK London
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 1, 2006 15:36:59 GMT -5
Opening Segment: TIIIIMMM-BERRRR! (Credit: BK)
Meltdown opens in fine style with blaring music, pyro and a lot of excited, cheering fans. There is great anticipation for the first action of the night, and the crowd looks toward the ramp expectantly, but nothing happens, and a few people are seen talking quietly into their radios at ringside. Some sort of backstage hitch, perhaps?
As the “delay” drags, the crowd is beginning to get restless, for as of yet they have not seen one segment or match for anyone. Has the show been cancelled? Have all the superstars gone home? Is this some part of some elaborate trick for ACW to take their money? Several "We Want RDK" chants circulate throughout the arena but they get the exact opposite of what they hope when "Hold Ya Head" by Notorious. B.I.G. sounds through the arena. The lyrics of the song is drowned out by the amount of boos for BK London as he steps out onto the stage after the pyro. The lights in the arena flicker on and off as part of his great entrance and as he walks down the ramp in a street attire with his wife Kiley on his arm. The two stop and the end of the entrance way and BK takes off his sunglasses to stare at the crowd around him. He watches as they boo and jeer him and he simply smirks, just as he did at the PPV on Sunday.
BK hops up on the apron while Kiley takes the steps to meet her husband in the ring. He steps through the ropes and makes a beeline to the turnbuckle where he climbs up to the middle rope to do one of his signature taunts. He steps down and walks back to the center of the ring where he meets his wife Kiley and they engage in a kiss in the middle of the ring.
The lights in the arena return to normal and BK wishes for the mic. Phillip stands on the outside, very hesitant to give BK the mic after what happend at Spring into Hell last Saturday. He takes in a deep breath and walks up to the ring and hands BK the mic, which BK snatches from his hand. Quickly Phillip retreats back to his seat and BK is once again ready to address the crowd. Before he can even get on the mic the massive heat from the crowd makes him unable to speak, surely he would be drowned out. But rather than fight with them to shut up, he simply waits for them to cease booing so he can do what's best. They're wasting their time and money, not his. Finally the boos return to a moderate level, and at least he can speak right now.
BK: You know, I hate to say I told you so but...
The boos fiercely return as the camera closes in to BK's signature smirk.
BK: Oh come on, did you people really expect me to come out here and not throw the fact that I defeated your beloved Rattlesnake in a match that I have revolutionized in ACW? The momentum was in Rattlesnake's favor, I'll admit that, but to think that Rattlesnake....RATTLESNAKE would defeat me in a HARDCORE MATCH....now that's just idiotic. I mean come on...
Kiley shows that she agrees with BK by gesturing accordingly. He looks around at the crowd, with his kool-aid smile, and returns to talking on the mic.
BK: But I've got to hand it to Rattlesnake, he's not as much of a pushover as I thought he was. He actually put up a good fight at Spring into Hell, there were definitely times where I wanted to pull the hair out of my head due to frustration.....if I had hair that is. But when it's all said and done, he ended up just like the rest of the retards who faced me in a Hardcore Match....bloody, bruised, and beaten. And from one Senatorial Stable member this leads me to another, to someone I have face multiple times in the past and someone I face tonight....
Boos begin to gather towards this part of his promo, whether they be for BK or his opponent tonight is uncertain but neither man can be classified as "crowd favorites".
BK:....the man who helped cure cancer, abolished communism, establish world peace, and who was one half of the tag team tandem who got their asses handed to them by the most hardcore lesbians I have ever seen....
There is no doubt that Yoko and Sarin would recieve a pop in any situation which allowed their attack on Hunter to be praised.
BK:....I'm talking about THE ONE......THE ONLY........HUNTER!
[Insert generic heel heat, unlike BK's heat because his heat surpasses one of a heel]
BK: But there's a little catch to the match tonight, it will not be any normal match - Oh no! This match will be the first ever stable war Lumberjack Match, meaning all members of both stables will surround the ring as lumberjacks.
This announcement is one of the only things BK says throughout the night that actually get a pop from the crowd.
BK: From the Corporate Alliance it will be "King of Charisma" Predator, "The Trinity" Jake Cheng, "The Welsh Dragon" Dan White, and "The Queen Bee" Kiley Johnson....
Kiley flips her hair back while smiling as the crowd boos her accordingly.
BK: ...and from the *cough* Senatorial Stable it will be....uhh....Senator....Grumpy. Sleepy, Dopey, Bashful...and the other members of the Senatorial Dwarves...
Members of the crowd are seen laughing at BK's remarks about the Senatorial Stable.
BK: Hmmmm....who did I forget to insult tonight? Who could I have forgotten to make sure they get their dose of a verbal beating?
From this statement chants of "R-D-K" circulate throught he arena and BK looks around at them smiling. He doesn't look the least aggravated by this statement and continues to talk on the mic.
BK: Ah yes, the man who decided to get involved with MY business. The man who decided to walk down to this ring and attack me unprovoked, The Macho Man RDK. Well do you know what I have to say to that son of a bitch?! Do you want to know how I feel about that loud mouth, overrated, drama queen?!
Instant pop from the crowd.
BK: ..............well too bad. RDK's not worth my time, he's not worth talking about. Now I think it's about time I made my exit from this cesspool of jackasses. Let's go baby.
"Hold Ya Head" by Notorious B.I.G. sounds throughout the arena and he steps through the ropes along with Kiley and heads out the ring to just as much boos as he entered with. They two walk up the ramp without even taking a glance back to the people who arguably made him who he was. He disappears through the curtain and from the crowd's sight, but you can trust that this won't be the last time he makes his presence known throughout the night.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 1, 2006 15:38:34 GMT -5
Segment: "It Figures" (Credit: Rattlesnake)
Rattlesnake: What happened at Spring Into Hell doesn't surprise me in the least.
Rattlesnake walks into view of the camera. His forehead is bandaged heavily. The crimson mask that donned at Spring Into Hell is gone, but the scars still remain.
Rattlesnake: It doesn't surprise me at all. I mean, come on. Is it even possible for BK London to even beat me by himself? It didn't happen last Saturday.
Rattlesnake takes a few steps forward and kneels down. He thinks back to what happened at Spring Into Hell. He thinks about everything he went through, all the damage he sustained, all the damage he inflicted. No matter what happened to him, no matter how hurt he was, he knew he should have been the true winner.
Rattlesnake: BK knew he couldn't beat me. So what'd he do? He set it up so that douche bag Predator would come down to the ring and help BK win. In essence, BK couldn't beat me. He may have been undefeated in Hardcore matches, but this past Saturday, he tainted it. To be honest, BK London didn't beat me...he beat himself.
Rattlesnake stands up and walks over to a table and throws everything off of it. He looks livid and ready to snap at a moment's notice. A backstage worker walks over to see what happened and quickly walks away.
Rattlesnake: That son of a bitch! No one does that to me and gets away with it! I swear that when I get the chance, I'm going to make him pay and teach him that he should have never done that. And when I'm done with Predator, BK is going to get what's coming to him.
Rattlesnake grabs a water bottle from the ground. He starts to throw it, but he stops. He brings the water bottle in front of him and just looks at it.
Rattlesnake: But there's more than just those two, as it turns out, that Rabid Jackalope moron was really my Omega Effect opponent Wyvern. So what does that mean to me? Nothing. He messed with me during my interview and then I gave him what he deserved. It wasn't his time to speak. I don't even give a crap who he is. The fact of the matter is I did what I felt was right.
Rattlesnake closes his eyes and laughs for a moment.
Rattlesnake: Besides, if Wyvern thinks he's really that great, then I proved to be just a little bit greater. We brawled after I had the hell beaten out of me and he couldn't even kick my ass. I was severely weakened! All these people are singing praises now that Wyvern is back and he couldn't even take advatange of me in a weakened state. Bravo Wyvern...bravo. What do you plan to do next? Make our match at Omega Effect a match that no one has even seen in ACW? If I had the choice, that's what I'd do. I'd pick something extraordinarily great. I'd pick something Snaketastic.
Rattlesnake opens his eyes and then hurls the water bottle against the wall. The force of the impact cause the bottle to crack just enough to where it begins to leak.
Rattlesnake: But that's for later. Tonight, ha-ha, there will be a precursor to Omega Effect. In fact, every match I have been now and then will showcase just some of the things I have planned for Wyvern. Brutality at it's finest. Carnage is nothing but an understatement. Violence is completely tame. Cruelty isn't the name of the game anymore. Tonight, Carnage gets stricken. Tonight's match and every other match prior to Omega Effect will be a message. Wyvern, you make sure your eyes are watching and your ears are hearing. The message I'm sending out until Omega Effect will be sure to come out perfectly clear.
Rattlesnake walks off, prepared for his match.
Fade out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 1, 2006 15:39:18 GMT -5
Segment: Legacy (Credit: Logan Locke)
The camera is in the parking lot as the roar of an engine is heard. The valet standing there takes a big gulp as he knows this could mean only one thing. He is still in pain from the last couple of weeks where he was flung off a motorcycle and had Logan Locke land on top of him. He is starting to build quite a hospital bill now. His fears are officially confirmed as Logan pulls around the corner the corner riding a quad with Kelly on the back. Logan pulls his quad as close to the valet as he can before halting to a stop. The two dismount the bike and the fans cheer as Logan removes his helmet. Logan is sporting a new look with his long brown hair now cut short and dyed dirty blond. He flashes his now familiar smile as he walks towards the valet.
Valet: H-h-h-h-ello Mr. Locke
Logan: Hey buddy, you shouldn't be so nervous. By the way, what’s your name?
Valet: My name?
Logan: Yeah your name, what do people you don’t work for call you? I'm sure it's not Valet is it? Did you parents used to call you for dinner, "Hey Valet!! Dinner’s Ready!"?
Valet: Sorry sir, no one has ever asked me my name before. My name is William, but my friends call me Bill.
Logan: So...William, I noticed that since I got here, I have given you a rough time and tonight I decided to make it easy for you. This quad here is as easy as it gets. Just hits this button and you guide it to the parking spot.
William looks at it curiously but trusts Logan and straddles the vehicle. He puts on the helmet and hits the button that Logan pointed to and the quad shoots forward and hits the wall. The camera shows Logan who is mouthing "ouch" as he watches. He shrugs and turns to Kelly.
Logan: I must have forgot that I put some nitrous oxide in there and that button turned it on. Oh well!
The couple laugh and start walking into the ACW Arena. As the get in Anderson is waiting there and walks up to them.
Anderson: Can I have a word with you for a minute?
Locke: Hey, it's completely understandable that you want to talk to Logan Locke, the fastest rising superstar IN A-C-Dubwa.
Anderson: Well I wanted to congratulate you on the amazing win at Spring into Hell. My question for you is do you think that you have a chance to win two in a row as tonight you are in yet another brutal match, a Hardcore Fatal Four Way Elimination Match which include two experienced wrestlers you have never faced before and the man you faced at SIH?
Logan: You still don’t understand do you? These matches are what I do best. I wrestle, I thrive, I LIVE....for matches like these. Where other people are put in extreme situations and get scared...I get better, I become MY BEST! When I was but a little boy and my bastard parents left me in that dark ally way, I didnt know if I would survive till morning, I was almost scared to death. After that I couldn't sneeze with out being scared, that was until I met the witch doctor that made me realize something and changed my life forever. My fate is mine…I decide how my life turns out and no one else. You gain strength, courage and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. You are able to say to yourself. 'I lived through this horror. I can take the next thing that comes along'…and the next thing for me is this Hardcore Elimination Match, so I will go out there and do what I do. NOW....if you don't mind I have a Legacy to write.
Locke picks up his bags and he and Kelly continue down the corridor for what they know will be a wild night!
Fade out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 1, 2006 15:40:04 GMT -5
Segment: A Dream Team? (Credit: Latino/Senator)
As the show returns from the break, the Senator and Latino are both seen in Ginger’s office, neither looking too pleased as they listen to the chairman.
Ginger: As you two already know I have booked both of you in a tag team match up. But of course it is not like your past ones where you fought against one another. You two will be, for the first time ever teaming up against our current tag team champions.
As the Chairman finishes his last words the camera pans around from behind him showing none other than Senator and Latino, both in their respective chairs. Both men look as if they have been through car wrecks as Senator’s head is about as bandaged up as can be. Latino is in a similar style as he has bruises galore and underneath his shirt his ribs are wrapped up. He holds his waist as he is still suffering from some pain.
Ginger: Now gentlemen if you’ll exc-
Latino: Hold up pendejo! Do I even look like in any condition to fight tonight!?
Ginger: Do I look like I care Laureano? You are a superstar under my contract and you’ll do as I say. So tonight you and your newly found friend will team.
Senator: Mr. Chairman, if I may intervene, neither Laureano or I appear to be in prime fighting condition for such a match. I was soundly thrashed, and busted open by the Great KUDA, and Latino, despite his famed resiliancy, is in no better shape, following his match with Torak.
Latino: Yea he’s a mummy and I’m a Latino. We can’t work under these conditions!
Ginger: Tsk. Too bad, because later tonight, I don’t care if we have to drag you by a Lowrider and you by your Senatorial Limo! I will be watching the so called “dream team” of Senator and Latino right here from my office.
Latino and Senator get up as it’s obvious that Ginger does not want to hear another word. They leave the room one by one. As the door closes Latino quickly turns around and faces Senator.
Latino: Mira, I know we found some new respect for one another, but the fact is there is still history between us and 90% of it is not good. Right?
Senator: Yes, I can agree much so to that, Victor.
Latino: I mean we’ve been through rumbles, broke the house down at Omega Effect last year and I even crushed your head with a sledgehammer. None of that was under the greatest intentions correct?
Senator: Again you are correct. What is the point of this history lesson?
Latino: Well what I’m trying to say is that I better be able to trust you tonight. I have no intentions of carrying some tag match especially after that battle with Torak.
Senator: Of course you have my trust, and I have your back. I give you my word and if you know me as well as I believe you do, then you know my word is my best that I can give you, and that is indeed the truth. I want to have a victory over Flower Power before I leave here as much as you do…
Latino nods and then begins to leave but the Senator grabs him by the arm and pulls him back.
Senator: Wait just a second there, esse. I wish to make it clear that I am assuming that I can expect the same amount of trust from you. As you mentioned, there was a time that you went back on your agreements with me. Even so, past is past, and much has changed…so, am I going to be able to rest assured that you will hold up your end of this bargain?
Latino (pulling his arm away): Sure you can. I, too, do not go back on my word. So now I have to go and get ready for our match.
Latino leaves Senator alone as he looks back at him. Both men still wonder if the two of them can trust one another. I guess they will both have to find out later tonight as the show cuts to commercial.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 1, 2006 15:41:57 GMT -5
Match 1: Rattlesnake vs. Brian Carnage (Credit: Latino)
We cut swiftly to the arena, where Philip is already at work announcing the first match.
Phillip: Ladies and Gentlemen, this match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first from Greenock, Scotland….weighing in at 214 lbs…..and standing at 6’1…..Brian Carnage!
Carnage is already in the middle of the ring as the show has returned from commercial. His theme from the Guano Apes is still playing and he raises both arms to the fans as they give out a small pop. He then runs the ropes a bit as he gets ready for his match tonight.
Phillip: And his opponent from Orlando, Florida….weighing at 277 lbs….and standing at 6’8….he is the Vision of Greatness……The Rattlesnake!
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, Rattlesnake appears in the spotlights. He slowly walks down the ramp and looks at the fans as he passes. He stops to look around and smirks. He slowly raises his arms to boos from the fans. He starts walking down to the ring again. As he inches closer to the ring, the arena lights slowly come back on until he reaches the steps. He walks up and steps into the ring. He walks over to the turnbuckle and climbs it. He looks around as flashbulbs continuously go off. He smirks and jumps down.
* The Bell Rings *
Rattlesnake rushes Carnage right as the bell rings and throws a right nailing him across the face. He then grabs Carnage by the hair and elbows him in the side of the face. The fans are already booing Snake but it’s obvious he does not give a damn. He grabs Carnage by the hair once again and slams his face into the nearest turnbuckle. He does once…twice…three times…and then a fourth time. Brian falls down to one knee but grabs onto the second turnbuckle as Snake walks away into the middle of the ring. He holds up both arms as it garners a range of boos from the fans. Many hold up signs that say “Rattlesnake Sucks!” and various other types of words not suitable for television. Rattlesnake then looks back at Carnage whom is leaning against the turnbuckle corner. He charges at him at full blast and Carnage dives out of the way. Snake slams into the corner and stumbles back a couple steps. Carnage then slinks forward and grabs him from behind as he pulls him back for a schoolboy pin. Snake falls back and Carnage lifts himself up to put more weight as the Referee slides on the ring mat for the count. . . . ONE! . . Kickout by Rattlesnake well before the two count. Carnage flies back from his power and lands against the ropes. The fans let out a groan as Snake gets back up. Carnage does the same and the kicks his opponent in the stomach. He does so again and again. Then he waits for Snake to stand up as he goes for another kick. Snake grabs him by the foot and spins him around. Carnage turns that momentum into a Dragonwhip. Snake ducks that advance and then grabs the former Junior champ with both arms. He lifts him up on his shoulders and now has him in the torture rack. As he applies more and more pain Carnage is yelling out in pain. He walks around with a cocky smirk and keeps applying more pain. The Referee comes over asking Carnage if he gives up but he shakes his head no. The fans are cheering for him and they chant his name “CARNAGE! CARNAGE! CARNAGE!” They continue to give him some support and he tries to escape the hold but Rattlesnake has it locked on tight. He then lets go his Carnage by the neck and uses his other arm to swing Carnage around. Snake them slams him down into the mat with a loud THUD.
Carnage rolls along side the mat and grabs his sides as they feel the pain. Snake starts kicking him and pushing him towards the ropes. He then gives him a swift kick to the ribs and knocks him underneath the ropes. Carnage then grabs the bottom rope before he can fall down and then pulls himself back up. He slowly stands up and Snake goes for a big clothesline. Carnage ducks the clothesline then the goes under the top rope as he nails Rattlesnake with a shoulder block. Snake stumbles back a couple steps and then rushes forward with a big boot. Carnage ducks and pulls down the top rope. Rattlesnake goes over and falls to the outside. Carnage then steps back inside the ring and the looks around as the fans are chanting his name once again. He then looks down at Rattlesnake, whom is getting back up. He takes a few steps back and runs at the ropes. He jumps cleanly over the tope rope and spreads his body for the Suicide Plancha. As he comes down on Snake, the Vision of Greatness grabs the former Junior Champ and slams him down harshly with a big spinebuster. Carnage’s head slams into the mat with that whiplash and the Rattlesnake quickly stands back up with a smirk. He looks around a few close by fans yell at him. He simple points down at Carnage and yells back “Don't fear the Reaper...fear the Rattler!”
Rattlesnake then grabs Carnage by the hair as the Referee is counting away. Snake whips Carnage into the steel steps and he nearly flips over it. Snake then jams his knee into Carnage’s back and then grabs him by the chin from behind. He pulls back roughly and Carnage yells out in pain. Snake grabs him by the hair and slams him face first into the steps. He then releases his hold and grabs him with both arms. He spins him around and slides him into the ring. Snake quickly follows him as he rolls under the ropes. Rattlesnake grabs the ropes and stands up with another smirk. He walks over to Carnage and reaches down to pick him up. Brian knees him in the face and the rolls back as he stands up on his feet. He staggers a bit back a couple steps and then runs forward. He dropkicks Snake in the face and the rolls to the side and is on his feet within the seconds. The fans are cheering now and on their feet as Carnage knees Snake in the stomach and pulls off a quick inverted Russian Legsweep. He then pushes Snake on his back and as Carnage stands up he raises one arm to the fans. He then runs to the nearest turnbuckle and climbs up all three turnbuckles with ease. Now with adrenaline rushing through his veins he dives off with the Swanton Bomb. The Rattlesnake rolls out of the way and the former champ slams in the ring mat with no remorse. Snake then starts to get up again and looks around to all the fans with a smirk once again. He grabs Carnage by the hair and roughly pulls him up on his feet. Snake punches once…twice…and then a third time right between the eyes and the lifts him up onto his shoulders. He spins him around and finishes him off with the Snakebite. Carnage’s face is driven into the mat and Snake covers him for the pin. . . . . ONE! . . . TWO! . . . THREE!
Phillip: Here is your winner….Rattlesnake!
Rattlesnake raises both arms up as if he just won the biggest battle of his life. He stands up as the Referee grabs his arm to declare himself the victor of the match. Snake then looks down at Carnage and stares with a look of pure mockery. He pushes him away with his foot and then climbs the turnbuckle as he continues to bask in his victory, with the show cutting to a break.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 1, 2006 15:43:15 GMT -5
Segment: Internal divisions (Credit: Santiago)
We’re BAAAACK! To ACW Meltdown, just 5 days after the second annual Spring into Hell! Fans mingle, arguing over who’s going to get the beer but oh..oh wait too late. “Remember the Name” hits the P.A. system as an angry Ginger and Jake Cheng walk down to the ring. The crowd immediately begins to boo them. Jake yells at Ginger a few times who has that stern, business like expression on his face. Ginger has a mic in hand as he goes up the steps and Jake follows. They step into the ring and Jake yells out for the music to cut. The crowd suddenly begins a Santiago chant.
Ginger:………
Jake holds his hands on his hips as the Santiago chants continue. He yells for Ginger to continue on but Ginger just looks off into the crowd. He then shakes his head and pulls the mic up again.
Ginger:…….Santiago Rivera.
The crowd erupts in cheers as Ginger looks disgusted and Jake just paces around the ring.
Ginger: Santiago Rivera get down here, RIGHT NOW! You got some explaining to do.
Ginger and Jake wait but not so patiently. Jake has his fists clutched, ready to deck Santiago for taking his title.
Ginger: Let’s go! Today junior!
Still, nothing. The chant continues and it makes Jake even more irate.
Ginger: Santiago, let’s go! Get out here ri—
Jake rips the mic away.
Jake: Santi, I swear if your not man enough to come out here now, I will go backstage, find you, then massacre you leaving just enough scraps and bones to beat your ass in this ring to get my title back! So let’s go! Come on…………………..
Nothing really happens for about 10 more seconds so Jake just laughs.
Jake: Fine, we’ll just have to play this game your way.
He tosses the mic at Ginger and walks towards the ropes. He steps in-between the ropes just as “Superheroes” by Edguy blasts loud. Lights of all colors circle around the arena and it stops Jake right in his tracks. Jake takes a few steps back, standing shoulder to shoulder with Ginger as Santiago emerges from behind the curtain holding the Light Heavyweight Title high up in one hand and a mic in the other.
Santiago walks around on the stage looking into the crowd with a smile on his face. The music then fades as Santi puts the title over his shoulder.
Santiago: Hey Jake….mad or something? You really need to calm down man.
Ginger: Okay men, now.
He then makes a motion as to “come here”. Many security guards make their way from the back and all surround Santiago. He just laughs at them all.
Ginger: You can take him away now.
Santiago: Ooooh wait just a minute there boys!
They all stop.
Santiago: Ginger, legally, you can’t touch me!
Ginger: And why’s that?
Santiago: I haven’t broken a single rule….
Ginger: And how’s that? I mean you’re here right now, violating the hold on your contract.
Santiago: Haha now that’s where you are wrong my corporate friend! You see one day I sat down and just read over this whole “hold” on my contract, and then looked over the ACW Rulebook. And as it say in Section 3. Rule 42. All Champions Shall Show up and Take an Active Part in all ACW Shows.
Ginger: So? You still broke the rule as to not being able to show up! Take him away!
Santiago: No! I did not show up. El Conquistador showed up! But here is the funny part. You see, that wasn’t me, I wasn’t champion then, but last Saturday, it was Philip Jones there who announced me as Light Heavyweight Champion therefore, I was declared champion, meaning I have to show up here today!
Ginger: What..wh…no..my lawyers….they…
Santiago: They didn’t think it through well enough since just a NOBODY like me found a crack in the system! So Ginger, you’ll be seeing a lot of me around.
Ginger looks embarrassed as Jake Cheng yells at him. Ginger then calls the security off and walks out of the ring. He hops over the barricade and begins walking through the crowd but stops for a moment.
Ginger: Ya know Jake. You’ve talked about how much you want to tear Santi apart, well I’m gone now so, do whatever the hell you want, my back’s turned!.
Ginger keeps walking and Jake turns to Santiago who has a sly smile upon his face. Jake calls Santiago forward and so he does. Santi begins running then and throws the mic into the ring and slides in. Jake then high tales it slipping out the back. He runs and jumps onto the announcers table then jumps over McNally and Edison into the crowd where he gets the hell out of there.
Edison: What the? Watch it bud!.
Santiago: Yeah, exactly what I thought! You were afraid it would be a rewind of Spring into Hell. Speaking of Spring into Hell, everything about it was perfect! My match with Jake went exactly as planned and um…that ladder tipping and you going through the announce table, that was kind of ironic huh? You see I don’t forgive, I get even. So I did to you exactly what you did to me at Fallen Heroes. But you know…there was one thing that made that PPV complete. Let’s take a look.
He points to the Alphatron.
Meanwhile, outside of the ring, Yoko has come to. She gets up to her knees and peeks into the ring. Hunter and FSX hit Sarin with a double suplex. Yoko decides enough is enough. It’s time for this to end. It’s time to bring out the big guns.
She reaches underneath the ring canvas and pulls a large, long sack out. A novice might perhaps think it contains a hunting rifle since Yoko tends to be crazy. Their assumption would be half right. Yoko is crazy, but it’s not a hunting rifle. She reaches into the sack and pulls out a familiar gleaming metal tool.
Masamune the weedwacker, last seen in the hands of Ridley.
The extremely loud pops of the crowd mask her re-entry to the ring, Masamune in hand. However, FSX sees her. He immediately flees to the outside by rolling out of the ring. Hunter has no idea what’s going on because his back is still turned to Yoko, but he is confused by FSX suddenly abandoning him.
And then Yoko revs up the engine.
The cheers can’t overcome that, and Hunter spins to face her. She lunges the sawblade toward him as he does so. He dodges with instinct, but not fast enough. The blade tears into his side quite brutally, sending bits of flesh and a lot of blood every which way. He falls, away from it, and rolls to the outside, clutching his gaping wound, trying to stop the blood.
Santiago: Yes! You see, the two men who contributed to my absence both got what they deserved at the PPV. And that my friends, is poetic justice!
He drops the mic and raises the title high as “Superheroes” by Edguy hits the P.A.
The scene starts to fade.
***Advisor: The replays of Hunter’s weed wackering were not the intentions of one Yoko Satoshi. They were totally done by Santiago Rivera and not Yoko, so these things written do not reflect Yoko in any way. Thank you. ***
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 1, 2006 15:44:31 GMT -5
Segment: Purchasing priorities (Credit: BK/RDK)
As the scene opens we open up to a shot of BK London strutting down the hallway. He looks very content with his life right now, nothing can go wrong for him. He even manages to do a JBL two step down the hallway until he comes to the merchandise stand where he sees a kid buying a T-Shirt.
BK: Hey kid..
Kid: Oh my god! It's BK London! Wow! Wait 'til I tell my friends about this!
BK: So uhh....What shirt are you buying? I see we've got the brand new "Too Hardcore for TV" BK London shirt, now I know you aren't going to skip out on getting this BK London Limited edition original.
Kid: Of course now....I've got one uhh...right here.
BK: Great, let me autograph that for you.
Kid: Uhh....that's ok.
BK: No, I insist.
Kid: Well I don't.
BK: Gimme the shirt kid!
BK and the kid engage in a tug of war with the shirt and eventually, and inevitably, BK London wins. BK chuckles to himself and takes a better look at the shirt. This produces a grimacing look from his face. He tosses the shirt back in the kid's face.
BK: A RDK SHIRT!
Kid: Uhhh.....Gottago!
The kid attempts to run off but BK grabs him by the shoulder and spins him back around toward him. The kid looks scared for his life at what BK might to do to him.
BK: You bought a RDK shirt?! What kind of craziness is that?! This shirt....this shirt isn't even made in cotton it's like some other cheap faux cotton fabric! And it was made in Honduras, in a sweat shop! Do you really want to promote someone who advocates sweat shops?! DO YOU?!
Kid: Noo sir.
BK rises up and grabs his shirt from the merchandise stand and knees down to the kid size and hands it to him.
BK: HERE! Here's a REAL man's shirt! 100% cotton! Made in Indonesia...where uhh....sweatshops are non-existant! Yeah! Non-existant! Now take it!
The kid reluctantly grabs onto the shirt and he tries to run away again but BK pulls him back.
BK: ...now put it on.
Kid: But Mister --
BK: - I SAID PUT IT ON!
The kid is about to put on the shirt as BK ordered him too and finally BK feels something behind him. BK rises up to a vertical base and turns around to see the International Champion, standing tall behind him.
BK: Dammit RDK! What the hell do you want?! Don't you see we're a little busy?
Randy: Brudah, I want you to leave this little brudah alone! AND THAT"S an order! OoOoOoH Yeaaaah!
RDK grabs the kid by the hand and puts him on his shoulder so that he can sit ontop, RDK then hands him his shades. RDK looks at London.
BK London: RDK, put the kid down. This is none of you're business! I will take you out myself if I have to!
RDK begins to back away...
Randy: You're gonna have to catch us brudah!
RDK bolts off with the kid on his shoulder and London, aggravated, runs after them down the corridors and up the stairs to the entrance ramp. RDK tells the kid to run off and keep the shades so he can escape. The kid does so and London advances towards RDK nodding knowing he has no hesitation to fully charge RDK now....
BK London: Don't you know little fool? You NEVER can win!
Randy: Use you're mentality, Step up, wake up to reality brudah!! I AM THE MACHO MAYUN, AND YOU CAN NEVER DEFEAT MACHOMANIA!
RDK hits London with a strong right and the two continue to exchange lefts and rights down the ramp. London assumes control and is about to smash RDK's head into the canvas but RDK reverses and tosses London into the ring from under the ropes.
RDK slides in and picks London up to smack him across the chest with a chop. London chops back and then irish whips RDK into the ropes. RDK comes back, shoulder blocking London to the mat. Predator can then be seen running down the ramp with a mic, coming to the rescue.
Predator: WAIT A MINUTE HERE! DON'T GO ANY FURTHER!
RDK is distracted by Predator and tells him to just bring it, but Predator backs off...RDK turns around for London to catch him in a bell to belly! But RDK reverses with a neckbreaker...no wait they bridge! The two spin out of it and London slides out, grabbing Predator and pushing him in. Predator slides in and looks up at RDK. He tries to back away but RDK picks him up by the wrestling tights and delivers The Macho Slam! The rest of the CA appear at the entrance with London who has just got to the top, but he tells them to stop and not attack. RDK then looks on as London reveals a mic...
BK London: You think that pure power is going to beat The Hardcore Legend? The Showstoppah? The Main Eventah? THE BOY WONDAH? If you do, you're wrong Randy. Go home, take you're belt, and stay out of our business. We Randy, are the Corporate Alliance, and I think it would be best if you stayed out of our business from now on. You know that you were no match for the old Corporate Alliance, but you can't even fathom the NEW Corporate Alliance! Good night RDK, enjoy the show, enjoy my match...enjoy the spectacle that is me in the ring! I have nothing more to say to has-beens like you...
London motions to the other Corporate members to follow him back through the entrance exit and they, one by one, dissapear. Predator is twitching from the Mega Macho Slam he recieved and RDK is shaking his head in anger and London's disrespectful remark. RDK gets out of the ring and "Macho Man" hits the arena as he leaves to the cheers of the fans....
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 1, 2006 15:46:10 GMT -5
Segment: Rematch of the Century? (Credit: Yoko / Sarin)
The scene opens inside of Ginger’s office. Sarin and Yoko are sitting in front of his desk. He looks to be busy, but he’s taken a moment to talk with them.
Ginger: What is it that you two need?
Yoko: Omega Effect is coming up.
Ginger: And?
Sarin: It’s the biggest PPV of the year.
Ginger: …And?
Yoko and Sarin(Together): We don’t want to be excluded from it.
Ginger: Why would you be excluded? You’re the tag team champions. Round up some challengers.
Sarin: No one’s really into the whole tag team thing.
Yoko: Have you looked at your tag team roster recently? Aside from occasional team ups like AK and RDK, or Senator and Latino tonight, or The Kings of Satire who we thoroughly took care of, there’s exactly one team. Guess who it is.
Ginger: Hmmm. I do see your dilemma. And we’re not going to call up Fallout guys for OMEGA EFFECT.
Sarin: I don’t mean to be arrogant…Well, maybe a little bit, but we deserve to be on the card.
Ginger: Oh, I don’t disagree. What if you face each other?
Sarin: Why on earth would we do that?
Yoko: There’s no hate between us in the slightest.
Ginger: People never wrestle to just wrestle anymore. It’s always a grudge match, or part of some huge feud, or an attempt to get a title, or a filler match leading TO a grudge match.
Sarin: That’s an interesting idea you have there.
She looks at Yoko.
Sarin: What do you think?
Yoko: I think it’s interesting too. We’ll think about it.
Ginger: I’m glad to help. You’ve really proved me wrong about your tag team, you know. You’re so good that the division is practically dead.
They stand up to leave.
Sarin: I’m glad you’ve admitted you were wrong. Yoko and I had discussed using her one free match to insert ourselves into the Omega Effect main event, but we’ll leave that alone now. See you later!
Ginger: Wait, you considered WHAT?!
But they’ve already left.
End Segment.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 1, 2006 15:49:02 GMT -5
Match 2: Jack Conner vs. Tornado
The shot returns to the main arena; Philip takes his cue and enters the ring as “Harmonica’s Theme” begins to play.
Philip: This next match is a singles match, set for one fall with a 20 minute time limit. Introducing first, from Midland, Texas, “Outlaw” Jack Conner!
The crowd cheers, and as Jack comes on to the stage he tips his cowboy hat to the fans in recognition before walking smartly to the ring. He enters and paces around so that the fans on all sides get a chance to see him a little, but this is done for their benefit rather than any overblown ego. Returning to the centre, Jack waits silently for his opponent.
Philip: And from Manchester, England, he is the Next Big Thing… Tornado!
”Diary of a Madman” hits, and the crowd immediately starts booing when they see Tornado emerge. Tornado flips them off and runs down to the ring, sliding in; he stalks around, making eye contact with Jack, until the referee calls them to order and runs over the rules. Thus satisfied, he calls for the bell.
Bell Rings.
The crowd is very interested to see what these two men will make of one another in singles competition; both are coming off of very strong performances in the multi-man event at Spring into Hell and there is a clear desire in each to keep the momentum going. It might be reasonable to assume that the older man Conner might be suffering from latent fatigue, but even if this is true he shows no outward signs of it, moving directly from the bell into a series of open handed punches to his lightweight opponent and setting Tornado up for a quick suplex. Tornado rolls up on to his feet at once, and seems content to let Conner come to him; the wisdom of this is shown when Conner, thinking he has Tornado on the back foot, maneuvers him back to the ropes only for Tornado to suddenly throw himself against them and hit Conner with a powerful elbow that takes him off balance. Tornado follows it with a gut kick and then a spinning Scissors kick to set the scene for the opening pin, which achieves close to a 2 count before Conner kicks out.
Keen to keep the pressure mounting, Tornado springs back to his feet and starts to hit Conner with a series of middle-roundhouse kicks. However as he goes for a hook kick to top things off, Conner ducks to one side and then locks Tornado into a bearhug. Tornado struggles to escape, a task which is made difficult by Conner’s considerable strength, and Tornado only manages it at the cost of quite a lot of energy; Conner acts at once to make the most of this, and uses a bodyslam to introduce Tornado forcefully to the mat. Tornado grimaces as Conner circles him, telling him to get up, and rolls himself over to the edge of the apron; this makes it harder for Conner to attack directly, and Tornado is able to evade whilst using the ropes to rise before jumping up on to the top rope and using his trademark Zerosen Kick to knock Conner heavily to the mat. Tornado at once goes for the pin, but only gets a 1.5 before Conner rakes him across the eyes and turns the pin over, gaining close to a 2 count. The crowd cheers for Conner, who smiles at Tornado’s growing frustration and looks increasingly confident that he can beat his foe.
Confidence, however, can quickly turn into an expensive luxury within a wrestling ring. Conner’s age and experience means precisely zip to Tornado, who shifts into a higher gear and blasts his opponent with fast, accurate kicks to the body and then hooks out Conner’s leg so that he is forced to land on his left knee. Seemingly not too upstanding to exploit a known weakness, Tornado tries to target Conner’s knee joint – it’s not exactly going to crumble after a few hits, but Conner well knows that just one strike in the wrong spot could cause lasting damage and he is forced to adopt a more defensive stance. This is precisely what Tornado wants, and he then reveals his true intentions by backing Conner into a corner and getting him into a standing armbar with Conner facing out toward the crowd. The fans start to chant and call out for the Outlaw, and Jack rallies to break out – but this only leads Tornado into his jumping Tornado DDT, and the crowd cries out in dismay as Conner smacks into the mat. Tornado smirks and covers, 1……2….- it’s very close, but Conner just manages to kick out and the cheer from the fans fills the whole arena.
Tornado doesn’t waste a second; leaving Conner on the mat he gets up and moves to the turnbuckle, presumably for the Whirlwind; but when he reaches the top of the post he sees that Conner is already getting up. Thinking fast, Tornado waits a few seconds and then jumps into a Sunset Flip – Tornado foregoes the piledriver variant in favour of a standard flip, and it almost pays off as Tornado once again gets close to the 3 count. But Conner is drawing together his strength, and now the tables turn as Tornado gets up and tries to kick Conner once again; Conner catches Tornado’s foot and blocks, and pulls Tornado forward into a sharp forearm to the face. As Tornado reels, Conner grasps him and uses a running powerslam to lay him out close to the ropes before performing his flying kneedrop. The crowd loves it, and Conner makes the cover, 1….2….- Tornado kicks out showing a lot of guts, and Conner raises an eyebrow, seeing that he’ll need something stronger to defeat his foe. Tornado rises first and goes for a mighty Enziguri, but Conner dodges it and then lifts Tornado up with just a short stall before completing the Outlaw’s Spike (stalling Brainbuster). He makes the pin, hooking the leg, and the referee counts the 1….2….3.
Philip: Here is your winner… Jack Conner!
The crowd is pleased with the result, but there is appreciation too for Tornado, and the fans can sense that Conner’s victory was a result of both skill and good fortune. The cheers continue as Tornado slides out of the ring, defeated on this occasion in body but certainly not in spirit, and Conner spends just a little time celebrating before he too makes his way to the back.
Fade out to commercials.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 1, 2006 15:50:07 GMT -5
Segment: ‘Human?’ (Credit: KUDA)
ACW screens and monitors all around begin to start up and the scene opens up with the Great KUDA walking down the familiar white hallway from the hospital where his teacher is currently being treated at. KUDA knocks and turns the knob slowly before heading inside to a pleasant image of his sensei lying on his bed with reading glasses on and a copy of the latest pro wrestling magazine. KUDA walks in slowly and takes a seat beside his teacher and the numerous flowers placed along the table next to him.
KUDA: I lost.
Sakai puts down the magazine on his lap and turns to KUDA.
Sakai: The match with Senator?
KUDA nods.
Sakai: Ah, hmm. But you didn’t just lose, you lost by tap out.
KUDA glares at his mentor.
KUDA: You saw it then?
Sakai: Haha, yes I saw it, but it took a lot of string pulling for them to put on an ACW PPV in an old man’s hospital bed. (chuckles) You know Kudo, there is a little thing about you in this magazine here.
Sakai picks up the magazine again and flashes it to KUDA.
Sakai: Yep, and it’s calling the Great KUDA one of the most craziest monsters that ever stepped in the ACW ring.
KUDA lets out a little smirk.
Sakai: You had better wipe that grin off your face, because these magazines are all rubbish anyway. And besides, your teacher knows the truth about the Great KUDA.
KUDA’s face suddenly changes to a curious look.
Sakai: That’s right, even though there were many indications of your beastly nature; aggression, relentlessness, brutality, there was also one very important part of that match that reveals to me much more than any magazine can make up.
KUDA: You don’t understand. You know, they didn’t make that up. I completely lost it again at that match. I wanted to skin the Senator’s face with that sickle. He just got lucky. Very lucky.
Sakai: No Kudo, you’re wrong again, and it’s you who doesn’t understand. You keep trying to maintain this image of a killing machine running on nothing but peoples’ pain and suffering, but it’s clearly not holding up. I know first hand the extent to which your aggression can take you, but that match with Senator was a wake up call. Not only did you lose because of your over aggressive strategy, you got caught in a hold, the Victory Lock IV was it? I’m sure it hurt as much as it looked like it did on television…
KUDA’s head drops at the mention of the hold.
Sakai: Oh, but don’t be embarrassed. You know that important part of the match that I was talking about? It was the finish. It was how you gave up.
KUDA: How could that have been the most important part to you? Okay, so I lost the match, I get it. Why does me losing mean so much to you? Every time I lose I bring dishonor to you and your school –
Sakai: Stupid student! You don’t bring me shame or dishonor when you lose, you bring me dishonor when you take out sickles to cut people in the middle of a match. I thought you would figure out by now why I hold that part of the match in regard, but I guess your head is still polluted by this Great KUDA mindset. You see, it’s not you losing that is important, it is the fact that you submitted. You gave up. Monsters don’t give up, Kudo. Humans do. You showed that you could feel pain and that there are more emotions in you than anger. Pain is a human characterstic Kudo. Which is why I know I'm human too because when I jiggle my foot like this it hurts all the way up to my knee.
Sakai jokingly imitates yet realistically winces at the pain.
Sakai: Believe it or not, you’re not as far from the Kudo that started ACW all those months back than you think you are.
KUDA stares into the air and remains silent, thinking about all of this.
Sakai: And besides, what kind of monster would continue to visit his old sensei at this boring hospital and even bring him a present?
The camera zooms downward and reveals that KUDA brought something in a bag with him. KUDA’s trance is broken and he bends over slightly to pick up the bag and pull out a bottle of sake.
Sakai: Is that what I think it is?
KUDA: Sake, all the way from Kyoto. Mr. Michiba sends his regards by the way.
Sakai: Hah, not only do you bring Kyoto sake, but you get it from my favorite place. You’re a good student Kudo, but you know these nurses will have my head if I take even a sip of it while recovering. I’ll tell you what Kudo, I want you to save it and we’ll have some together when I get out of here. I promise.
KUDA nods his head and suddenly even his mask cannot hide the human side that is reaching out from him.
Sakai: And where is that ARMADA headband I gave you? The next time I see you I want you to be wearing it. And don’t give me any excuses about keeping it safe and collecting dust. You know how I don’t like to see my gifts collecting dust.
KUDA grins slightly and a nurse comes in telling him that he has to leave now. KUDA gets up and bows slightly to his master before being walked out by the nurse. Sakai puts his reading glasses back on and shakes his head at the article he was reading as KUDA is still visibly pondering everything his master has said even walking out the hospital, as if everything hit him some time after.
Wisdom has a way of doing that.
-Fade Out-
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 1, 2006 15:51:18 GMT -5
Segment: Retro Segment #28 (Credit: Yoko / Sarin)
November 11th, 2005 Okinawa, Japan The Satoshi Household
A strange room. Blood. Blood seeping into the strange room. Slowly at first, but then beginning to gush from unknown holes, filling the room. As it reaches the quarter full mark, two bodies surface from seemingly nowhere, facedown in the blood. Night Shade and The Purple Haze. They are unmoving. A black and red jester’s hat begins to emerge between them.
Yoko: No!
Yoko wakes up on the couch in the living room, apparently having fallen asleep sometime. She looks around for a moment before she realizes what happened.
Yoko: What a horrible nightmare…again. Hey, Sarin? Where are you at?
At that moment, she notices a post it note pinned to her sleeve. She pulls it off and reads it. It reads as follows:
You were getting some much needed sleep and we didn’t want to disturb you, so Yuki and I went with your parents to pick up dinner. Be home soon! ~Love Sarin
Yoko sighs. She really wanted someone to talk to at the moment, too. She hasn’t slept well since those two murders. It boggles her mind how less than a year ago she was willing to murder, yet now these murders of two strangers are bothering her so much. Maybe she wouldn’t have been able to kill BK London after all.
Maybe it was just Ridley and Rose’s encouragement. They made death seem so trivial in her mind in those days. Mr. Floppy, too. He had always made it seem trivial to her. He made murder seem like a valid form of punishment for wrongdoings, as valid as any other. Have some death to go along with your fines and prison time.
But murder is murder. It’s not punishment, it’s not revenge, it’s someone dying. Those criminals deserved to go to jail. They did not deserve to be killed for their crimes. That woman had no right to kill them.
As Yoko comes out of deep thought, she finds herself going up the ladder to the attic. She’s half surprised and half sure what she’s doing. She knows she shouldn’t be doing this.
But…
What would he say? What would his take be on it? What words of comfort would he offer, if any? Most importantly, could he make the recent nightmares vanish?
Rose would explain that death is natural, that they deserved to die for being so weak. Ridley would growl at her sorrow, or at best, tell her to get over it. Sarin would hold Yoko close and tell her it’s going to be ok, that they can get through it together. There’s also a good chance that Sarin would try to put her mind at ease by distracting her with more…pleasant things. But what would HE do?
Yoko walks around in the attic, looking for a specific box. After pulling the lids off of various boxes, she tries a green one. Jackpot. Her mother’s storage box of old spell tags that she used to sell in a shrine, many, many years ago. But this box itself is worthless, it’s practically a bigger lid to the real goal.
She shouldn’t be doing this.
She pulls the green box away and sits it on the floor, and looks at the dull gray box that was beneath it. The spell tags kept the beast subdued, deactivated, turned off. She grasps both sides of the lid. Would he thank her for letting him out, or yell at her for putting him in there? She pulls the lid off.
She just needs someone to talk to.
Yoko peers into the box, slightly confused. What was she thinking? This was a bad idea. She rushes back downstairs. She doesn’t know what happened, but she can’t tell anyone what she did. They can’t know that she went to unleash the beast in her moment of weakness. They can’t know what she saw.
The box was empty. Mr. Floppy is gone.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 1, 2006 15:52:19 GMT -5
Match 3: XS3 vs. The Great KUDA
As the fans ponder the mystery of the missing bunny, Philip stands in the ring and his voice transports them firmly back to the present.
Philip: This match is a singles match set for one fall. Introducing first, from Maple Creek, Sasketchewan… the Destined Destroyer, XS3!
”Toxicity” hits, and some of the younger and less statuesque members of the audience watch with wide eyes as XS3 passes by – whilst not a “giant” in wrestling terms he still cuts an impressive figure, and he enters the ring to stand on he turnbuckles and further tower above the massed fans.
Once this is done, the music shifts into “Vampire Killer” and the noise redoubles for the entrance of his opponent.
Philip: And his opponent, from Kyoto, Japan… the Great KUDA!
A majority of the fans boo as KUDA appears, but attitudes seem to be softening just a little within the crowd and a few of the audience members note that KUDA is indeed wearing the Armada headband given to Kudo some time ago by Master Sakai. It looks out of place against his fearsome mask, however, and KUDA still moves with a barely controlled aggression, jumping over the ropes into the ring and fearlessly getting up close to XS3. The referee decides to step in and skillfully separates the pair before making his cursory checks, and giving the all-clear for proceedings to begin.
Bell Rings.
Whatever thoughts his talk with his Sensei have engendered, KUDA’s approach to this match is broadly similar to his previous contests, and he makes an aggressive start, moving in on XS3 right away and delivering a fast stream of knee and forearm strikes in an attempt to hurt and confuse his opponent. He’s up against a foe with a considerable height and weight advantage, however, and XS3 toughs out this initial burst of blows so that he can then retaliate with a swinging lariat that knocks KUDA powerfully to the mat. KUDA is up again almost at once, and he’s no stranger to tackling foes larger than himself, but having fought a long and grueling match at Spring into Hell, KUDA’s internal resources are not yet back at 100%. This leads him to be slightly more cautious and he and XS3 circle – but patience is not a trait which sits naturally with the temperament of KUDA, a fact that XS3 has well noted.
True to form, KUDA makes the next move and runs toward XS3 – but then against type he slips sideways past his opponent and XS3 turns around into a hard clip of the knee, which destabilizes him sufficiently for KUDA to deliver a dropkick to the chest and send his foe to the mat. As XS3 gets back up KUDA drives him back to the corner, and from there leaps on to the ropes for the Swoosh, an impressive maneuver that draws a pop from the fans regardless of KUDA’s current standing with them. Badly dazed XS3 staggers a step or two before falling forward, and KUDA pushes him over on to his back for the pin, earning a 2 count; but XS3 is quick to respond and upon kicking smacks KUDA across the face with a meaty forearm. KUDA is thus distracted while XS3 rises, and the destined one capitalizes by using his Northern Lights suplex. He attempts to hold KUDA using his superior bulk, but KUDA is not having any of it and kicks out just after the 2 count, sliding himself free and bouncing back up to his feet.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 1, 2006 15:52:53 GMT -5
With aggression once again becoming his driving force, KUDA throws all his strength into a barrage of kicks that impact into both sides of XS3; as the larger man seems to hesitate, KUDA runs to the ropes and rebounds, charging forward for the roaringiri – but before he can leap up, XS3 comes forward to meet him and counters the attack into a spinning spinebuster that makes the crowd cry out in surprise. XS3 pins again, 1….2…- KUDA kicks out once again with violence, and shakes his head wildly as if psyching himself up to a greater frenzy. XS3 tries to halt this and lifts KUDA for a side slam, but KUDA twists himself free and lands on his feet behind XS3, so that he is able to jump up and use his weight to bend the bigger man backward into a dragon sleeper. KUDA uses all his strength to keep the hold on, but the fans are firmly with XS3 and begin to stamp and chant; energized, XS3 uses his elbows to break free from KUDA’s grasp and then thrills the fans with his “Closing Moment” (Belly to Belly Overhead suplex). The fans think it might be all over, and count with the referee, 1….2….- KUDA kicks at the last second, and XS3 thumps the mat in frustration as KUDA bounces back up as if his feet were made of rubber.
The fans are not blind to the fact that KUDA is still worn from Spring into Hell, so they are doubly surprised to see the energy that he is able to summon for his push at victory. Whacking XS3 in the knee again, KUDA brings his opponent down to a more manageable level, and then pulls back as if for a poison mist. XS3 covers his face – but it’s a fake out, and KUDA rushes to the ropes and ricochets off, going for a match-ending Yakuza knee. The fans yell, and XS3 gambles, turning and extending his leg upward – and the gamble pays off as KUDA leaps up and straight on to XS3’s solid boot. He crashes back to the mat, and with the crowd going mad XS3 readies himself; KUDA rolls up to his feet, and then sees XS3 bearing down on him. KUDA leaps up and leapfrogs his foe… but XS3 hits the ropes close behind KUDA, and as he bounces off he launches into the Shadow Step. KUDA turns with a kick, but it’s not enough to deflect the airborne weight of his opponent and the huge spear connects, driving KUDA to the mat and slamming the back of his head into the canvas. XS3 is already in a cover on landing, and the referee counts, 1…..2…..3-
KUDA throws up an arm, but incredibly it’s too late, the referee’s palm is down. The fans are stunned, and then burst into wave after wave of cheers.
Philip: Here is your winner… XS3!
Debates are already starting as to whether XS3 got the win due to KUDA’s fatigue, a fluke, or simply a better call on the night; whatever the answer, there is no denying that XS3 has achieved an upset victory. The words of KUDA’s mentor return to him as he exits the ring, and the eyes under the mask give no clue as to what lies beneath as he walks to the back.
As for XS3, he rightfully enjoys the praise the crowd is heaping upon him, and is delightedly circling the turnbuckles as the scene fades…
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 1, 2006 15:54:01 GMT -5
Segment: New Target, Same Goal (Credit: Scott Andrews)
As ACW comes back to air we see a somewhat relaxed Scott Andrews making his way through the backstage corridors wearing a red button up shirt, a pair of black pants, and of course, his patented black shades. By his actions it seems he’s looking for someone, or something. He comes to a door that reads “Senatorial Stable”. A look of relief comes across his face.
Scott: I can’t believe I couldn’t find my way back here. Jeez, after being here for so long you’d think I’d know my way around…Ah well, now I gotta pick up my prized possession…
Scott opens the door. He sees Aleister sitting on the couch, but he sticks his nose up at him and makes his way over to his locker. He opens it and reaches into the locker, and when his arm is retracted, Scott’s baseball bat, ‘Lucy’, is firmly in his grip. He looks it up and down as an evil chuckle escapes his lips.
Scott: Those bastards don’t know what’s coming to them, hahaha…
Scott flips the bat and catches it before strutting out the office door and back into the corridors of the ACW arena. But as has been seen in recent weeks, it doesn’t take much to change the Scarlet Assassins mood into a foul one.
Out of nowhere, Kevin appears. But as he realises who he is face to face with, his eyes bulge and he begins to cower in fear of another blow to his package. But Scott is in no mood to play games, and instead of wasting his precious time on an announcer, he takes the microphone from the fearful interviewer and conducts his own. He looks over to the camera and removes his sunglasses slowly to reveal a brooding stare. He folds them up and slides them into his front pocket whilst remaining focused on the camera.
Scott: Now I know what most of you are thinking…”I’m going to win the Lightweight Title”, “I’m going to prove myself to the Stable”…Well guess what? Not tonight. Ya see tonight is more about getting some of this built up frustration out of my system. I mean after losing in the Main Event at Spring Into Hell, to Atomic Kitsune nonetheless…
The crowd deliver a massive, sudden pop.
Scott: …You can tell I’d be a little pissed off. So tonight I get that anger out in a Four Way Elimination Hardcore Match against a preacher, new blood, and a guy who dresses like he’s a freakin’ cartoon character. Come on; is there any doubt who will be walking out the victor? ...Didn’t think so, morons. I for one know that this will be a walk in the park for me. And unfortunately it’s going to be like walking through Central Park in the middle of the night for everyone else, haha…But all jokes aside, tonight I go out there and I beat the living crap out of those three men because I can, and because I’m pissed off! And if there’s anything you don’t want to do in this lifetime; it’s pissing off an assassin…
A look of enlightenment brightens the serious mood as Scott ponders over a thought not yet revealed to the audience. But it’s not long before he let’s us know.
Scott: …But guess who has pissed off the Scarlet Assassin? …I’ll give you a guess; he left the Senatorial Stable after betraying the lot of us, and one other motive I have for kicking his ass is the fact that he know possesses the one thing that I have deemed to be my trophy of worth.
If you haven't figured it out yet you must be mentally unfit...
Scott: It won’t be long Santiago. It won’t be long until my foot is wrapped around the side of your face and you are injected with a dose of Scarlet Fever. And let it be known; YOU Santiago, are number ONE on the HITLIST!
Scott drops the microphone, but Kevin is no longer there. Can’t say I blame the guy. I too would have fled in fear of my physical well being when confronted by such an unstable and dangerous individual. But maybe it’s Santiago who should be afraid? Well, him and Scott’s opponents for tonight.
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