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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 12:09:39 GMT -5
Schedule of Matches:
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Hunter vs. Starkweather
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Red's Only Fan vs. Jonny Spade
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Scott Andrews vs. Jonny Hughes
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Gauntlet Match Santiago Rivera vs. NPCs
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Wyvern vs. Jake Cheng
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Latino vs. Sarin
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Chance vs. Kudo
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BK London vs. Yoko Satoshi
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OOC Note: The fake results ruled, didn't they?
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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:22:06 GMT -5
Segment: Jake Still Doesn't Have The Record For The Longest Segment Title Because His Was A Few Sentences, Whereas Mine Was A Pure, And I Might Add, Passionate Display Of Words And Grammatical Prowess, All In The Form Of One Single Sentence, Though To Be On The Safe Side, I Might As Well Re-break That Record Just So I Can Say I'm A Double Writing Long Segment Titles Champion And Can Go On My Egotistical Journey To Take Over The World One Vowel At A Time, But Before Then You All Get To Read My First Promo In A Moderately Long Period Of Time, And Naturally You Are All Excited To See What Craziness I Can Come Up With, And Since It Features A Koala Bear, Your Ass Is Gonna So Stay To Read This Whole Thing And Enjoy Every God Damn Letter, Word Son, You Better Suck On That, Jake! (Credit: Hunter)
As the television feed begins, all cameras inside the arena instantly shift their viewpoints over to the stage, signaling to all in the arena that a most important figure is about to make his entrance. And given that Philip is not standing in the ring with a microphone, one can easily figure out that this is not the beginning of a match, or the show for that matter. So the lights dim, as they usually do, and the fans begin to jointly wonder just who exactly they are about to see. And just like that, the lights become a crimson red and ignite the arena with their aurora, and the opening notes of Dimmu Borgir's "Hybrid Stigmata - The Apostasy" hit the speakers. Shortly following this dark and moderately frightening display of the prowess of light and sound technicians, Hunter makes his way out to the stage, amidst a torrent of boos. Hunter raises his arms high and two long streams of flames explode on either side of him. Following this, he points to the backstage area, and out from it comes...
Fan: ...he's finally lost his mind.
...Papylov the Explorer, better known as Hunter's pet koala bear that he adopted after Fed Ex screwed up with their deliveries. The koala hobbles onto the stage, and given Hunter knows that he cannot go that far by himself, he picks him up and puts him on his shoulders as they continue to walk down to the ring. Hunter slides Papylov in and then slides in himself, and grabs a microphone from a stunned Philip. The lights become normal again, and the music dies as Papylov begins nibbling on a ring rope and Hunter looks around the arena.
Hunter: SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO...
The fans snap out of their trance and begin to boo Hunter as he simply smirks.
Hunter: We meet yet again, my loyal legion of devoted fans and non-fans. It has been quite some time since I have been out here, and I figured that I might as well use up five minutes of your precious time by commenting on some of the goings-on in ACW currently. So sit down...it's story time.
The fans boo as Hunter cracks his neck and leans against one of the ring ropes.
Hunter: First off, let's cover Seven Deadly Sins. First, I received a package in the mail, as you can all perfectly tell. This package was, in fact, a koala bear that was wrongly shipped to me. His name is Papylov, and he'll be following me around for some time. Why? Because he can. Next!
He shifts his weight slightly as some of the fans begin to stare at the adorable cuteness of Papylov.
Hunter: To yet again prove that I am the GREATEST tag team wrestler of all time, myself and Torak, collectively known as the Weapons of Mass Destruction, were able to defeat Rattlesnake and Kudo to win the 2006 Lethal Lottery Tournament! And now what we have the opportunity to do is to defeat a pair of lesbians at Heatwave to become Tag Team Champions!
The fans cheer the mention of Flower Power.
Hunter: I think I'll devote some time to talking about them later. There's too much to talk about right now. So, moving right along...Senatorial Stipulations II!
The fans cheer yet again, probably due to the reminder of the Senator's victory over Hunter.
Hunter: It was more than likely one of the greatest matches in ACW history, and it was fun to compete in through and through. I congratulate the Senator on his victory, it was a clever one and a very calculated one. The fact that this match will go down in history is an understatement. And with that...NEXT TOPIC.
Hunter quickly grabs Papylov and places him down in the center of the ring before he falls out of it.
Hunter: I'm cruising, aren't I? That's what happens when my greatest talent is talking. Anyways, the semi-last thing I wish to mention is Rattlesnake, the NEW International Champion!
The fans boo immensely at the mention of RS.
Hunter: He defeated me in a great match on Thursday, and this would make him the only person currently in the Senatorial Stable who I have not defeated. But that time will come, surely he knows this. When we meet again, perhaps on higher grounds, it will be I who will walk away with the victory.
The fans boo Hunter's cockiness as he shifts over to his final topic.
Hunter: Speaking of victory...I face Alexander Starkweather tonight. Will this match leave me victorious? Of course. Why? Because I'm Andrew Hunter, bitch, or some other cleverly thought-up punchline. And with that, the Innovator of Excellence will leave you.
Pause.
Hunter: Wait, has that been taken? I don't know. For now, I'll say I'm the Innovator of Excellence just because I don't know if anyone else is. And that's all. Hunter out.
And with that, Hunter drops the microphone and scoops up Papylov, and then the two of them leave the ring as the tune of "Hybrid Stigmata - The Apostasy" continues to play on the speakers. Hunter walks up the ramp as the fans continue to boo him. Clearly he had a lot on his mind, and clearly he made most of it...erm...clear. But something tells this omniscient narrator that he is far from done...
Fade Out.
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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:22:38 GMT -5
Segment: A is for accessories. {Rena vs. Gary} (Credit: Rena)
Rena was sitting in her dressing room, throwing clothes around the large area. She was obviously angry or bothered with something because she is never so careless with her designer outfits unless she is pissed off. She screamed in frustration and moved out from her closet with nothing but lace bra and panties and black pumps. Placing her fingers in her hair and grabbing at a few strands, she looked around the room for something.
[Rena]: Where in the hell is it?
She stood with her right hand on her hip, tapping her foot against the floor. She moved over to a dresser and opened it up, growling in frustration. There was a knock on the door, but before she could tell them to hold on the door flew open.
[Gary]: Rena- oh I’m sorry.
He covered his eyes with hands, but slowly pulled his fingers apart for a little peek. She covered her body with her arms and grabbed the first outfit she found. As she zipped the back of her black pleated skirt and buttoned her white blouse, leaving a few top buttons alone, she looked at him.
[Rena]: What would you like, Gary?
[Gary]: Ho-holy, Rena… you wearing that tonight?
[Rena]: Of course. The undisputed diva of ACW has to always look her best.
[Gary]: Well I-I-I-umm….I…
Gary’s eyes moved from her eyes to her opened blouse in 0.7 seconds, but Rena forced them away when she quickly buttoned it up. She blushed and looked at him innocently.
[Rena]: Sorry.
[Gary]: okay, now I can talk.
[Rena]: Good, now what was it that you wanted?
[Gary]: I can’t remember now. Shit, I’m sorry. I’ll think of it, just give me a second.
[Rena]: Well while you’re thinking, I’m going to look for something.
[Gary]: Alright.
Rena moved around the area and looked everywhere for the thing she was looking for. It had to be somewhere, she thought, since she had never used it before in her life.
[Gary]: Great match at SDS, Rena…I thought you were in top form. Too bad you lost to Rattlesnake. He is an amazing wrestler after all…it’s been hard to top him. Even Alicia Kitsune couldn’t match up.
[Rena]: Trust me, I’ve topped him before.
[Gary]: Really? I haven’t seen that match! Was it hardcore?
[Rena]: Oh, it was hardcore, alright. But it’s the type of match that can’t be televised.
[Gary]: Well what kind of match can’t be televised?
Rena looked at him and leaned against the drawer she was fishing through. She laughed at him and flipped her hair, shaking her head in disbelief.
[Rena]: You know, Gary…I really need to get you laid.
[Gary]: get-get-get laid? You wanna lay me? I thought they only did that in Hawaii…well I guess we could do it here, but don’t you think it’ll be a bit unorthodox? I mean-
[Rena]: I mean sex!
Gary blushed and looked away from her, clasping his hands together and rocking back and forth like a little school girl.
[Gary]: Well, Rena…I’m-I’m…free whenever you-
[Rena]: I meant someone else.
[Gary]: Oh.
[Rena]: Sorry, Gary…I’m not just like that anymore. Sure, I love sex…but it’s not my priority so much anymore. I’m bored with different people every night, you know?
[Gary]: uh-huh.
[Rena]: And besides, I have my career to worry about.
[Gary]: I agree. There’s nothing better than to focus on the future! And your career can only get better.
[Rena]: That’s right.
[Gary]: HEY, Rena! I remembered what I was supposed to tell you.
[Rena]: Okay, shoot.
[Gary]: Ginger wanted to talk to you in his office.
[Rena]: Me? Are you sure it wasn’t the Triple Syndicate?
[Gary]: No, I am sure it’s you.
[Rena]: Well I have some business to take care of, but I will be there in a few minutes.
[Gary]: That’s alright. We can still talk. Do you think I should get nipple rings? I heard girls love them. And blah blah blah.
Rena ignored him to look, and was very pleased when she finally found what she was looking for. She squealed in delight and placed it in her bra for safe keeping. She debated whether to deal with her problem, or go see Ginger first. Her business could always wait, and she didn’t want to upset the boss after last weeks encounter with the TS.
[Rena]: Found it.
[Gary]: Oh good. I’m so glad-
[Rena]: You can leave now, Gary…thank you.
[Gary]: Okay, good bye. And about that lay-
[Rena]: I’ll have someone call you.
[Gary]: Thank you Rena, I don’t know how I can repay you!
[Rena]: Oh, you can.
[Gary]: What is it?
[Rena]: You can keep someone busy for me while I go deal with Ginger.
[Gary]: and who’s that?
[Rena]: Rattlesnake. I have to talk to him….Congratulate him on his skills.
[Gary]: Oh, alright! See ya Rena!
He left, leaving Rena grinning in her office. She decided to clean up her clothes before vacating the room to find Ginger.
~Fade~
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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:23:18 GMT -5
Segment: Retro Segment #62 (Credit: Sarin / Yoko)
Yuki Side Story #1!
December 20th, 2005 Okinawa, Japan School
Slowly fade in on Yuki Satoshi sitting in a classroom. She’s not paying attention to whatever the teacher is saying, she’s merely writing in a book, pretending to take notes but doing something else entirely. She’s writing in her new diary.
Dear Diary,
My name is Yuki Satoshi. I am thirteen years old, female…
She looks around the room. Some people who also aren’t paying attention to the teacher sneer at her.
And I am completely unpopular for all of the wrong reasons. My sister, Yoko Satoshi, is very famous the world over. I guess people resent me for that. I do have a few friends though. Like my sister! And also my sister’s girlfriend. They’re lesbians, by the way. And I have one more good friend; a stuffed bunny named Mr. Floppy.
She looks around again. One girl is writing down legitimate notes.
I guess I do have some friends here. There’s a girl named Kei that I like to hang out with. She doesn’t seem to care about who my sister is.
The bell rings, and Yuki gets up to leave this class. The teacher stops her though.
Teacher: Yuki, I want to talk to you about your grades.
Yuki: My grades?
Teacher: I think they might be slipping. You’ve gone from a B+ to a C- in just a few weeks.
Yuki: I really have been studying hard, I promise.
Teacher: I wasn’t accusing you of anything.
He places his hand on her shoulder and makes eye contact, gently rubbing her shoulder.
Teacher: If you need a tutor, I sometimes help students on the weekends at my house.
Ugh, my teacher creeps me out a lot. He’s been subtly hitting on me all year…He should be in jail.
Yuki: No thanks, I’ll just ask my sister for help.
Teacher: How is Yoko these days, anyway?
Yuki: She’s fine.
Teacher: She never got less than an A+, you know. You could learn from her.
Yuki nods and exits the classroom.
I cannot get out of my sister’s shadow. I love her…But sometimes I just want to be me. I want to be Yuki Satoshi, not Yoko’s little sister.
End Segment.
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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:24:08 GMT -5
Segment: The wonders of technology, Part 1 (Credit: AK)
OOC: Many thanks to those of you who gave permission for me to include your characters.
As the next scene begins, we find ACW interviewer Kevin Anderson being filmed as he walks along one of the corridors backstage. He stops at a closed door and faces the camera.
Kevin: I’m here to try and get an interview with the current World Champion regarding the events that took place on Warfare. I’ll just knock on the door, and-
Kevin turns to the door, to be greeted by a neatly written sign in front of his eyes.
“For your convenience, an automated query service has been installed at this location. Please press the green button on the panel to your left.”
Scratching his head with a puzzled expression, Kevin turns to see a reasonably large keypad attached to the wall; it looks like the pad you would see on a telephone handset, except that it has two extra buttons, a green one and a red one. Kevin pauses, and then presses the green button.
There is a short delay, and then a chirpy, obviously pre-recorded female voice cuts in.
Voice: Welcome to the Laureanos’ answering service. Your call is important to us!
Kevin: Er-
Voice: Please select from one of the following options. To request a match, press 1. To request an interview, press 2. To shout, threaten, or generally make a nuisance of yourself, press 3. To hear these options again, press the star key.
Kevin:…this is weird. Oh, fine…
He presses the number 2. Another short pause.
Voice:…You have pressed “2”. To interview Latino, press 1. To interview Alicia, press 2. To interview Richard Parker, press 3. To interview yourself, press 4. To hear these options again-
Kevin stabs the number 1. There is a clicking sound.
Voice:… we are sorry, the service you have requested is not currently available, you have been placed in the queue. Please hold…
Cheesy music cuts in over the speaker; Kevin frowns, but puts one hand against the wall and drums his fingers, waiting. He could well be here for some time…
Fade.
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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:24:47 GMT -5
Segment: B is for bold. {Rena vs. Ginger} (Credit: Rena)
Ginger sat in his chair, resting from Monday night. His throat was sore form all the yelling he pushed towards the TS, but a little anger wasn’t going to stop his night. After all, he is the chairman of Alpha Championship Wrestling. He closed his eyes form lack of sleep, but was startled to a faux work position when a knock came to the door. He picked up the phone, and looked at the door.
[Ginger]: Come-Come in!
[Rena]: Hey, boss. You wanted-
Ginger put his finger up to ask Rena to be quiet without saying anything. She nodded and sat on a chair that was new. Rena figured the old one had been completely destroyed. She waited as Ginger carried on with his phone call. Little did she know that there was no one continuing his words.
[Ginger]: I DON’T CARE HOW MUCH IT COSTS!
Rena looked over the chair side and saw the phone cord. It was obviously snapped in half, due to the destruction of Ginger’s office, and it finally became clear that Ginger wasn’t talking to anyone. She leaned over to the phone and held the hang-up button down. Ginger’s eyes shot up in surprise and slammed the phone down.
[Ginger]: RENA! I was in a very important phone call!
[Rena]: No you weren’t. The phone cord over there is snapped like a little twig.
[Ginger]: Well…I uh…never mind!
[Rena]: So what did you have to talk to me about?
[Ginger]: I didn’t want to talk to you about anything.
[Rena]: Well Gary told me you did.
[Ginger]: Gary probably wanted to see you change. Were you changing when he came in?
[Rena]: Yes, I was.
[Ginger]: Well, then there you have it.
[Rena]: Okay, well then I have some business to attend to. Excuse-
[Ginger]: Wait for a second.
[Rena]: So you do want something?
[Ginger]: Well, I’ve been thinking…and I need some refreshing from a certain diva. Some female-only refreshing…If you know what I mean
[Rena]: Go ask someone else, then.
[Ginger]: wha-what-WHAT!?
[Rena]: You didn’t honestly think I was just going to roll over and let you screw me forever, did you?
[Ginger]: Well not entirely, Rena…but like you said “If you gotta suck a dick, you gotta suck a dick”.
[Rena]: Well I have a new saying now.
[Ginger]: And what, please tell, would that be?
[Rena]: If your boss is being a complete asshat, perhaps you should try kicking him in the nuts.
[Ginger]: How dare you talk to your chairman like that! It’s bad enough the Triple Syndicate think they can run me over…but I refuse to let a little bitch like you tell me what to do.
[Rena]: I’m not telling you what to do, Ginger. I’m simply telling you that I no longer have the drive to bend over every night and have sex with you. It won’t be every night, and in fact…it won’t be any night.
[Ginger]: I could terminate your contract at any second, Miss Matheson…and don’t think I won’t!
[Rena]: I have no doubt you might try, but look where that will get you. Try it on for size and see how far everything goes in this company.
[Ginger]: I didn’t say I was going to fire you, Rena. I have much better plans for your little mouth. I’ll give you a match for Monday, one that you’ll just love to be in.
[Rena]: And what’s that?
[Ginger]: Now, I know you like new match ideas and colorful rich concepts.
[Rena]: Okay…
[Ginger]: So this will be the very first Fallout vs. Rena gauntlet match.
[Rena]: A what?
[Ginger]: You will have exactly 30-minutes to defeat a minimum of 5 fallout superstars. If you do not complete this task…I might just not be able to sign you again once your contract expires. And when is that expiry date? Hmm, let me see…Oh, yes…Your contract expires on the 25th of August.
[Rena]: Ah well, a few puny superstars from a lackluster brand isn’t going to stop me. I guess you’ll just have to re-sign me after I beat those bastards.
She got out of the chair, laughed towards Ginger and slammed the door shut to leave him to rest. She pushed herself against the door and held her hand to her forehead.
[Rena]: Fuck…
[Umeko]: Hey, Rena. Did you hear the rumor that you’re no longer the top diva in ACW?
Rena turned and glared at Umeko, then put on a fake smile.
[Rena]: Oh, Hey Umeko…and who would be the next top diva in ACW?
[Umeko]: Me, of course.
[Rena]: Well you really showed it at Seven Deadly Sins. Who was your trainer, Richard Simmons?
Umeko growled and slapped Rena across the face before stomping off out of Rena’s way. Now that everything in that department was taken care of, Rena decided to pay Rattlesnake a visit.
~fade~
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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:25:59 GMT -5
Match 1: Hunter vs. Alexander Starkweather (Credit: Latino)
Phillip: Ladies and Gentlemen this next match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first from Rochester, NY....weighing in at 245lbs.....Hunter!
"Hybrid Stigmata - The Apostasy" by Dimmu Borgir hits the speakers and the lights become a crimson red, encasing the arena in their dark aurora. Hunter slowly appears from the backstage area and raises his arms high, and at the same moment two flames on either side of him explode. He lowers his arms and the flames disappear, and then he walks down the ramp and slides into the ring. He raises his arms once more, and the lights return to normal.
Phillip: And his opponent from Los Angeles, California....weighing at a solid 200 lbs....Alexander...Starkweather!
The far-away sounds of Starkweather’s entrance are accompanied by the silhouette of a figure cast onto the jumbo-tron. Static and noise take over he screen until the twenty-second mark, and various action shots are shown rapid-fire like a strobe like to the beat of the drums. At roughly the 35-second mark as the song begins in earnest Starkweather makes his way to the ring.
* The Bell Rings *
Stark and Hunter quickly lock up in the middle of the ring. Both men start fighting for control and Hunter quickly uses his veteran knowledge to gain the upperhand. He whips Stark into the ropes and as he returns from it Hunter knocks him down with a shoulderblock. He then grabs onto Stark's legs and tries to lock on a Figure Four leglock of some sorts. Alexander still has an grand amount of energy this early in the match and quickly entangles his free leg. He nails Hunter in the shoulder and then rolls backwards once he gets the free moment. As he stands up, Hunter attacks once again with a strong right hand. Stark blocks the advance and attacks with one a right of his own. He nails it perfectly on the Senatorial Stable member and then throws a left. Hunter ducks that and spins Stark around. As he gets behind him, Hunter grabs his opponent by the waist and lifts him. He holds him up briefly and then brings him down hard with a backbody drop that nearly lands wrong. Hunter then rolls over and gets to his feet within seconds. He makes a taunt to the crowd as they boo back in response. Then without wasting anymore time Hunter runs towards the ropes. As he returns, Stark slowly sits back up, but is taken down with a smooth baseball slide to the back. Stark arches in pain and then rolls over on his stomach. Hunter quickly rolls him on his back and grabs the leg for an early cover. The Referee slides onto the mat and makes the count... . . . ONE! . . . TW-
Alexander kicks out and the fans all out yell in unison, "TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Hunter rolls over and grabs the ropes as he stands himself up. Behind him, Stark is crawling towards another set of ropes. The fans are slowly starting to choose sides as they yell out "HUNTER SUCKS! HUNTER SUCKS! HUNTER SUCKS" He looks around and yells back "SO DOES YOUR FACE!" Stark is getting back to his feet with help from the ropes and he turns back seeing Hunter’s back to him. He takes a few brief seconds and then runs towards the ropes that are opposite of Hunter. He bounces off and gains some momentum. Hunter hears the rumbling and turns around just as Stark leaps in the air. Alexander locks on a flying headscissor's and grabs onto the ropes. As he swings around, Hunter goes completely over the top rope and then slams hard into the outside mats. The thud reverberates throughout the arena and Stark positions himself on the ring apron. The fans start up a slow "LET"S GO STARK!" chant but then it quickly dies down. This doesn't phase the wrestler as he takes a few steps back and then charges off the apron. Just as he reaches the edge, Stark leaps off with a 450 Splash that slams into Hunter's body. The fans let out a louder pop as Stark rolls over. Both men can feel the pain as Stark crawls over to the audience barrier. Edge grabs his sides that are now throbbing in pain. Inside the ring The Referee starts to count as both men, now with less energy, try to get back up...
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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:26:27 GMT -5
. . . ONE! . . . TWO! . . . THREE! . . . FOUR! . . . FIVE! . . Stark stands up fully against the audience barrier as a barrage of hands start slapping him against the back. He elbows a few fans out of his face. Just beside him Hunter starts to get up as well but to his own strength. He stumbles back still a little dizzy still from the attacks. . SIX! . . . SEVEN! . . Stark lunges at Hunter with a clothesline but he ducks and backbody drop drops Stark right onto the ring apron. Part of his shoulders and neck slam into the apron while his legs get tangled into the ropes. Hunter quickly slides underneath the ropes and back in the ring. For a second he considers leaving Stark outside but decides against the cheap win. He pulls Stark back inside the ring and then grabs him by the arm. Hunter pulls him to his feet and whips him towards the ropes, but then doesn't releases the grip as he pulls Alexander back. Hunter goes for stiff Lariat. Stark ducks the attack and reverses it with an inverted Russian Leg sweep. Hunter's face slams into the mat and the fans let out a loud pop. Stark then gets back up and waits with his back turn towards Hunter. As he also stands up, Stark quickly performs a Falling Pendulum Clothesline that nails Hunter across the chest. He stumbles back and Stark wraps his arms around Hunter's leg. He lifts him up and the slams him down with a spinebuster. Hunter's slammed into the ringmat and his head whiplashes into mat. Alexander then grabs Hunter and puts him position for the Frontal Lobotomy. Hunter tries to get away but Stark viciously slams Hunter down hard. He then goes for the cover as he hooks the leg. The Referee slides onto the mat and slaps the ring... . . . ONE! . . . TWO! . . . THREE!
Phillip: Here is your winner....Alexander Starkweather!
Starkweather hears his name can his eyes bulge out with surprise. He quickly rolls underneath the ropes. Hunter looks around with a huge "What just happened" look on his face. He looks at the Referee and starts yelling at him. The camera catches Stark as he leaves the arena more than happy with the last few moments of that match. Back in the ring, Hunter is face to face with the Referee. The Referee slaps his hands three times to imitate the three count. Hunter doesn't want to hear anymore of it as he grabs the throws him down. The fans are booing madly at this but in reality they are loving what just happened. Hunter looks around with a crazed look in his eye as the scene fades to black.
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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:26:52 GMT -5
Who is Sae? (Credit: Jane and Sae)
We cut to a lockerroom. Layin down on one of the many benches in the room is Jane, who appears to be talking on the phone. They mustve been talking for a while now, for all we hear is the last minute or so of the conversation.
Jane: Did you see my match? I destroyed those two like it was nobody's buisness. I told you I'd give it a whole new meaning.
*An inaudible reply for the other side of the conversation*
Jane: Sae, quit messing around. You couldn't beat even 2 people you tried. *scoffs* Men, always think they're the shit.
*Inaudible reply*
Jane: True, and you did win your title for it. But that was a long fucking time ago.
*Inaudible reply*
Jane: Oh really? That'll be a fucking sight to see. Ha ha. Well, I'll see you later on tonight then.
*Inaudible reply*
Jane starts to laugh as she hangs up the phone. Seemingly amused by something the unknown Sae said, she gets up and heads to the mirror to fix her hair. As the camera begins to leave the locker room, one more of Jane's laugh can be heard.
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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:27:48 GMT -5
Segment: C is for Catty. {Rena vs. Rattlesnake, Sarin + Yoko} (Credit: Rena, Sarin, Yoko)
Rena stood outside Rattlesnakes door as Gary quickly left. He winked towards Rena and skipped through the hallway, humming some song in his path. She pulled the item she found previously and put it in the palm of her hand, closing it underneath. She grinned and knocked on the door, strolling in innocently. Rattlesnake turned and smiled at Rena, ushering her inside.
[Rattlesnake]: Hey, Ren. Thought you’d never come visit me. Gary kept talking and talking, and I really didn’t care what he was saying.
[Rena]: I told him to keep you busy.
[Rattlesnake]: Why?
[Rena]: Because I wanted to make sure you’d be here when I went to see you.
[Rattlesnake]: Well you know I always have time for you. So what’s up?
[Rena]: Oh nothing. I just came by to congratulate you on a great match between you and I. It was surprising how great your skills have become since you joined ACW.
[Rattlesnake]: Thanks…I’ve been working hard. It was nice to finally face you, too.
[Rena]: Yeah. Last month I had my hands full with that tramp Lilly.
[Rattlesnake]: What happened to her? I liked her.
[Rena]: Last I heard she got syphilis from a starbucks toilet seat and moved to Mexico.
[Rattlesnake]: I heard she was on Fallout.
[Rena]: Maybe you’re thinking of a different Lilly.
[Rattlensake]: No, I’m pretty sure it’s the same one.
[Rena]: Curses…I thought getting that prostitute to sit on that seat before her would surely do her in.
[Rattlesnake]: What?
[Rena]: Nothing.
[Rattlesnake]: So was there anything else that you needed me for, Rena?
[Rena]: No…but…
She strolled up to Rattlesnake innocently. She smiled and bashed her eyes, but in an instant she pulled her right hand back and swung it at Rattlesnake’s head. He quickly grabbed her wrist in midair and held it tight until she opened her palm to drop a pair of brass knuckles. She screamed in anger, and pushed herself away.
[Rattlesnake]: I’m not stupid, Rena…I knew something was up. There’s no way in hell Rena Matheson would come and praise her opponent for beating her.
[Rena]: You little shit.
[Rattlesnake]: Nope, had one this morning, thanks for your concern. Now if you’d be so kind as to leave- thanks.
Rena pushed her way out of the door and slammed it behind her, finding Sarin squealing in delight.
[Sarin]: RENA!!! I just got a whole bag of more fan mail! I just have so many admirers lately, mostly guys though…but some of them are cuties, you know?
[Rena]: Well, honey, if I had sex with a girl and publicly displayed my affections for a woman daily on live television…I’m pretty sure I’d have a big fan base too.
Sarin’s delighted face turned to a hint of sadness and anger.
[Sarin]: Hey, that was rude! Take it back.
[Rena]: I’m not going to apologize for the truth, sweetie.
[Sarin]: You better take it back or-
[Yoko]: Sarin, I can handle this…Do we have a problem here, Rena?
[Rena]: No, I was just coming to console Sarin because Umeko called her a cow.
[Sarin]: SHE DID!?
[Rena]: Why, yes…just now. She looked at me with those gossip eyes and said to me: ‘have you seen what that Sarin has been eating, besides Yoko?’ and I said: ‘NO! tell me.’ And it would seem she thinks you’re quite the cow and need to diet.
[Sarin]: I can’t believe she would stoop so low.
[Yoko]: What a fucking bitch. She must still be jealous I kicked her ass at SDS.
[Rena]: Speaking of Seven Deadly Sins, She told me that you two were trained by Richard Simmons himself.
[Sarin]: That lying bastard! Who’s Richard Simmons?
[Yoko]: I’d tell you but you’d only have nightmares from this day forward.
[Rena]: Well I’d love to chat with you, women? Yes, but I am far too busy. Hope you have fun with your mail from creepy old men begging you to show more on live TV. See you around.
Rena left after her words were spoken, leaving Yoko and Sarin to look at each other.
[Sarin]: Creepy old men?
[Yoko]: She must have got her fan mail mixed up with ours…
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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:28:07 GMT -5
Segment: Above The Rest (Credit: Jonny Hughes / Leon Chase)
Fuel's “Jesus Or A Gun” begins playing over the ACW sound system to a loud chorus of boos. Out from the curtain step Jonny Hughes and The chef who is announced by Philip as Leon Chase, both men are dressed in finely tailored suits. As the pair confidently make their way to ringside the Alphatron keeps playing relayed footage of Hughes and Chase beating down ACW World Champion Latino at the end of Monday Night Warfare's main event. As the duo slowly climb into the ring they catch a glimpse of the video footage and smirk. They enter the ring and pose on the turnbuckles to the great disdain of fans. Hughes then snatches the mic from Philip and impatiently ushers him out of the ring.
Hughes: "No hard feelings Philip, but this is our spotlight and we're not sharing it with a no-talent like you."
Fans Boo Hughes.
Hughes: "Oh SHUT UP!! What you witnessed on Monday was a defining moment in ACW history. A moment that fans will talk about for years. You see, you don't create history in this business by working hard, or by sitting back and taking crap from management. No, you create history by seizing the moment, by grabbing each moment with your bare hands. Leon and I are sick of being pushed around, so now it's our turn to do the pushing. Tell 'em Chase.
Hughes hands the mic to Leon Chase
Chase: "Jonny is exactly right, I spent my time here in ACW playing up to you sycophants and where did that get me? Nowhere. I was a joke to you people and i was a joke to people in the back. "Oh look there's the Chef let's play a joke on him he won't mind" Well enough is enough, I'm not a joke anymore!!! And I'm not The Chef anymore! You see Monday was the last straw, Latino pushed me over the edge. It's time for Leon Chase to step up his game, it's time for Jonny and I to take over ACW. We are the future of ACW whether you like it or not. We're a level above the other "talent" here in ACW. There's everybody else and then there's us. We are The Upper Echelon and we're gonna take over this company one day at a time.
Chase drops the mic and Jesus Or A Gun plays over the Alphatron. Hughes and Chase pose on the ropes to a chorus of boos from the fans
Fade to Black.
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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:28:59 GMT -5
Segment: Change of Plans (Credit: Jonny Spade)
The scene opens up with Jonny Spade walking down the hall next to his new manager Melissa.
Jonny: You sure he called us down to his office?
Melissa: YES! I am sure he did, Ginger told me himself he wants to see us in his office.
Jonny: ALRIGHT, just making sure no need to yell or anything like that. I just hope it works out like you said.
Melissa: Trust me I know that it’s going to work.
They arrive at Ginger’s office and Jonny knocks at the door and a “Come on in.” is heard from inside the office. Jonny opens the door and lets Melissa enter first and Jonny is soon behind her into the office. Upon entering Red is seen already sitting there in front of Ginger and when Red sees that Jonny is in the office he immediately stands up and gets into a defensive position while Jonny puts his hands up in front of his face with Melissa moving back to behind his shoulder.
Jonny: Whoa there Red, no need to be all protective and such I am just here to talk with Ginger since he called us over.
Ginger: He’s right Red, now just sit down so we can get down to business and finish this so I can complete work that needs completing.
Red: Fine.
Red sits back down in his seat but doesn’t take his eye off Jonny as he sits down in a seat next to Red while Melissa takes a seat next to Jonny in a chair.
Ginger: Right, so last Monday, as I was watching the show I heard you Red mention that you weren’t going to give a title match to Jonny here.
Red: That’s right I’m not.
Ginger: Well, that’s wrong….sort of. Because you will be having a match against Red tonight.
Red: WHAT?
Jonny: Gingerdude, thank you very much yo--
Gingerdude: Wait now, that match tonight won't be for the title. It’s going to be a non title match and if you happen to win Red you don’t have to defend the title again. Jonny if you win then you will have a match against him for the title at a later date.
Jonny/Red: Fair enough.
Gingerdude: Good, now get out of my office.
Red exists first with the ET title on his shoulder and soon after Jonny exists the office with Melissa by his side and she closes the door behind her.
Melissa: See its working out, don’t worry I still got a plan for this to work out. I always have a backup plan.
Jonny and Melissa both walk off discussing her plan as the scene ends.
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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:29:35 GMT -5
Segment: Getting Ready To Make A Visit (Credit: Rose)
"I am beginning to enjoy it, but enough for today. I am beginning to feel a demonic curiosity to see how far your strength goes. I take a cruel joy in seeing you tremble and writhe beneath my whip, and in hearing your groans and wails; I want to go on whipping without pity until you beg for mercy, until you lose your senses. You have awakened dangerous elements in my being." –Wanda von Dunajew, Venus In Furs[/b][/i]
It’s still light outside of the ACW Arena. Umeko Saito and Chance “Tiger VII” Emmerson are in the middle of what appears to be a leisurely walk, of all things. In fact, we watch them walk a secluded path in the Cloaker’s Woods for a few second. They don’t say anything and it seems that they’re just enjoying the time away from all the chaos that is going on in the ACW Arena… At least, that seems to be the reason they’re doing it to Tiger VII, anyway. The truth of the matter is, Umeko brough him out here so that he won’t be able to go on too large of a rampage when he hears what she’s about to tell him. As luck or misfortune would have it, he’s the one that actually brings the subject.
Chance: Mistress, I promise you that I will make up for my recent failings tonight. I’ve realized how selfish I’ve been. I’ve let you down not once, but twice. Yet, despite this, you merely punished me. You didn’t toss me aside and replace me with another, like I know you could. You gave me another chance…and I won’t let you down again. All I ask…is that I be allowed to have my coin back. I feel as if I’ll lose my mind if I don’t see it again soon.
Umeko smirks… She stops on the rocky path and turns to face her charge. He’s sweating from the intense heat, but he seems to be in peak physical condition. He looks very uneasy and she knows he feels this way because he hasn’t seen his beloved coin three days now. She knows that she’ll have to tell him the truth of where it’s at soon, but she’d rather watch him squirm.
Umeko: I’m pleased by your candor, my Tiger. You’ve accepted responsibility for your failings and you desire to make up for them. I’ve very pleased.
Chance: So, may I have it back?
Umeko: It’s gone.
Chance’s absolute worse fear has come true, and Umeko couldn’t be happier. He falls to his knees and is literally trembling with rage and uncertainty.
Umeko: It was stolen by a wrestler named Wyvern… He did it when my back was turned and I didn’t even notice it was gone for quite some time.
Chance:…
Umeko: You’re probably wondering why I didn’t tell you sooner… I’ll be frank with you… I didn’t tell you sooner because I was hoping that I’d simply misplaced it or something, but that simply isn’t the case. I know that you can’t just use another coin and I know how much you think you need it…but I think this is an oppourtunity.
Chance is trying his best not to explode in rage. He’s clenching his fists as hard as he can, and even punches the ground with all of his force with one lightening quick motion.
Umeko: I think you don’t need the coin anymore… I think you’d be better off if you just listened to me. The coin only gets in your way…and it most certainly gets in my way. It ruins our efficiency, and therefore it has become a glaring weakness.
Chance: It’s a weakness that I’m willing to have. I need the coin.
Umeko’s face turns sour and she struts up to her kneeling protégé. His anger and frustration aren’t allowing him to think clearly at all.
Umeko: You’re very beautiful on your knees…in such a submissive posture. To think that a man of your intellect, you power, and your cunning could be completely in the palm of my hand… It’s a such a strange thing to most people, isn’t it? They don’t understand what we have…what we feel. They they simply don’t realize just how far you can go while under my rule.
Chance: What are we going to do about the coin…? I don’t know if I can make it through my match tonight without it… I--I just need it more than I've ever needed it.
Umeko: You will make it through your match tonight because you will listen to my every word… If you ever need the coin, then I will be your coin. You don’t need it anymore. That being said… We will not tolerate being stolen from by a common thug like Wyvern. We’re going to pay him a visit and I will see to it that you get you coin back. I want to get it back so you can see for yourself how useless it is. That exactly how things are going to pan out, are we clear?
Chance gets up from his kneeling position and tries his best to contain his emotions. He tries his best to listen to Umeko’s words…because he knows that they have a lot of truth in it.
Chance: Crystal.
Umeko: Very good, my Tiger… Now we should head back, we need to pay Wyvern a little visit, and you need to get ready for your match later in the night.
They turn around and head back up the path as the scene fades to black.
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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:30:09 GMT -5
Segment: D is for Delicious. {Rena vs. Gary v.2}
“Cutie Honey” hits the Alpha speakers as the crowd begins to roar and scream from the last match they viewed previous to her entrance. Though she is definitely not in a match, the crowd is just as excited to see her. She finally appeared, now dressed in a pink ripped halter top, showing a black bra and showed her newly-pierced belly button and pink booty shorts. There was a large pink flower in the front of her shorts, almost covering the front of the booty shorts. A piece of pink material hung from the back just inches from the ground. She walked down the ramp with knee-high pink stiletto boots, smiling to the crowd. The crowd screamed her name in delight despite her heel attitude. She was definitely something no man could resist, but that was not her point tonight. She stepped up the stairs and entered the ring by stepping on foot through the top and middle rope and bending over backwards, sliding her back against the middle rope and gliding in. She smiled and was handed a microphone form a very pleased worker on the ACW staff. Moving around the ring, her music finally finished and she was left standing alone in the ring.
[Rena]: Welcome ladies, gentlemen and undecided…to Rena’s time.
The crowd screamed and cooed at her entrance and first words.
[Rena]: Now it comes to my attention that tonight I will not be facing anyone. I have been refused a spot in the card tonight, even after my request.
The crowd began to boo, obviously angry with her request being refused.
[Rena]: I know how you feel. I did the exact same thing when I heard the news. So I decided if I can’t perform in the ring for you all…I might as well come out and say hello to all of you.
The crowd smiled and in unison said “hi” back to her.
[Rena]: Thanks. Now Ginger, I guess, thinks now is a good time to be the boss and put his foot down. That’s good, but it was a bad day I guess for me to stop being such a slut. And that Umeko, who the hell does she think she is slapping me? She is far from being ACW’s dominant diva, and it takes a lot in this business. I’m happy to see Latino coming out with his title, too bad he’s married, eh ladies?
The crowd applauds Latino on his victory, and many ladies scream for his sex appeal.
[Rena]: And did you see that asshole Rattlesnake beat the shit out of me? It was lucky I was still hurt from my SDS match, or I woulda kicked his ass. Maybe when I’m 100% I’ll get my chance to wring his neck. A lot of you don’t know that I’ve been training for a while, and I have respectively gone from 125 pounds to a well-rounded all-muscle 155.
The crowd roars, but someone in the crowd screams ‘prove it’. Rena smiled and bowed her head, acknowledging her request for proof.
[Rena]: Since Ginger has decided to put me up against a few Fallout superstars, I suppose I’ll have to ask one out here. Gary, can you please bring yourself into the ring? Put his music on.
“Loser” by beck hit the speakers as Gary walks out to the ring in confusion. He shakes a bit, unsure of what Rena has planned for him. He’s a skinny man of only 145 pounds, so it would seem he’s quite a perfect match for Rena. She was sure Ginger wouldn’t choose him as her opponent, so she decided to use a fresh one. She smiled, letting Gary into the ring and grab a microphone.
[Rena]: First of all, Gary, I know you never came into my dressing room to tell me anything.
[Gary]: Yeah about that…I’m-
[Rena]: A perv, I know. This is mostly to show the Fallout superstars who exactly they are up against on Monday next week.
Rena put one hand on Gary’s shoulder, the other on his groin. He blushed and quickly expressed his admiration for such a position she took on him, though his expression was cut short when Rena lifted him over her head. His body hovered, squirming like a snake to try and release himself from Rena’s grasp. She stepped back from the impact, but still held on to poor Gary high off the ground. The crowd cheered and clapped for Rena as she smiled and realized they had believed what she had said. She walked over to the ropes and dumped poor little Gary over. He picked himself up and ran into the back, embarrassed as to what happened.
[Rena]: I suppose now you’ll all believe that I’m not just some sexy diva anymore. I am a real competitor, and a real wrestler. And to the boys at Fallout…good luck on Monday.
She dropped the mic and went through the ropes to exit the ring and head back stage. She had sent her message, but she still had other things to take care of.
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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:30:35 GMT -5
Segment: "Let's Make a Deal" (Credit: Rattlesnake/??)
The scene opens to Rattlesnake standing around in the back, looking a little worried.
Rattlesnake: What am I going to do about tonight? I got the match set up for Santiago, but it's just not enough. I need someone else. I need someone that Santiago can't possibly beat. That asshole doesn't deserve a shot at MY International Championship.
Just then someone walks up, out of the view of the camera.
??: Sounds like you've got a problem.
Rattlesnake: Yeah, no shit! Wait a minute...
Rattlesnake looks over at the person and his eyes widen.
Rattlesnake: You! What are you doing here?
??: I just wanted to see how you're fairing now that you have ACW gold.
Rattlesnake: Bullshit! You want this title, don't you?
??: Oh please, if I wanted it, I'd take it. It's that simple. Besides, I have no interest in your title. I’ve been there, done that, bought the amusingly monikered t-shirt.
Rattlesnake: I don't believe that. You want a shot at it, don't you?
The person sighs.
??: Are conversations with you always such hard work?
Rattlesnake: I know you want a shot at it. You're just like everyone else. You wait until the moment when someone is going to kick me down and then you step in and try to hog all the glory. Well it just ain't going to happen, you hear me?
??: You're delusional.
Rattlesnake: Alright, you can have a shot, that is...if you pin Santiago Rivera in the ring during the Gauntlet match. That shouldn't be a problem for someone like you.
??: There you go, making deals to try and save your sorry ass. You really haven't changed at all.
Rattlesnake: And how would you know that?
??: Oh, I have my ways of knowing. Believe me, if you've done it, I know all about it. As for the match, I'll do it. But I don't want a shot at your title.
Rattlesnake: So you'll do it for free?
??: I didn't say that. After the match is over and Santiago has lost, I'll be coming back to get the favor I want.
Rattlesnake: Like that scares me.
??: Oh, whatever. Just be prepared because the deals you make may just come back to bite you in the end.
The person walks away, leaving Rattlesnake confused at the warning. Rattlesnake shrugs it off and grabs the International Championship and walks off as the scene fades to black.
Fade Out.
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