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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:31:15 GMT -5
Match 2: Red's Only Fan vs. Jonny Spade (Credit: Wyvern)
As the first hour, or at least what it seems like, cruises by, the ACW crowd tries their best to wade through the cavalcade of segments and promos while trying to keep attentive. As Phillip enters the ring, the fans cheer loudly, waiting for their second match of the night.
Phillip: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, hailing from Columbus, Ohio, standing at 6’ and weighing in at 200 pounds, Mr, Red!
”Red’s Fan” hits the P.A., as the fans spew out their mixed reaction for the baseball fanatic. As Mr. Red emerges from the entranceway, his demeanor gives the impression he’s ready for a good fight tonight, as he makes his way down to the ring. He climbs into the ring, and awaits his opponent to show up.
Phillip: And his opponent, hailing from Toronto, Ontario, standing at 6’4” and weighing in at 245 pounds, Jonny Spade!
As the familiar sounds of “Animal I Have Become” dominate the arena’s speakers, the fans cheer loudly in support of the ACW veteran Jonny Spade, as he makes his way through the entranceway. He stops at the top of the ramp to take in the spectacle of the seemingly-always packed crowd. He continues shortly after to make his way down to the ring. He enters the ring, as RAF checks both competitors before calling for the bell.
The bell rings.
Without delay, Red and Jonny lock up immediately. Jonny grabs the first advantage by shoving Red down to the mat. Red gets back up, as Jonny charges him and floors him again with a shoulder block. Jonny pulls Red back up to his feet, and attempts a suplex, but Red holds fast, and blocks the attempt, nailing Jonny in the midsection to break free of the precarious situation. As Jonny is hunched over, Red backs up into the ropes, and launches back at Jonny, blasting him with a leaping lariat. Jonny falls to the canvas, as Red looks to get a quick pin attempt, but Jonny has his shoulders up as soon as RAF gets to the two. Red picks up Jonny, looking for a way to wear down the veteran, knowing well he’ll need to think of something clever to gain an advantage here tonight. Red whips Jonny into a turnbuckle, as Red charges after him. Red looks to nail a lariat at the corner, but Jonny catches him with an elbow to the face. Jonny sits up on the turnbuckle, and is about to leap off to nail Red with what looks like a double axhandle smash, but Red swings over and tosses Jonny off of the turnbuckle, crashing him down to the mat!
McNally: We’ve got a nice back and forth beginning to this match, wouldn’t you say?
Edison: …
McNally: What’s up with you?
Edison: Nothing, McNally. I just caught a few z’s.
McNally: Why are you sleeping during a match?
Edison: It’s been a while since our last one, I felt it would be only fitting.
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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:31:33 GMT -5
As Jonny tries to get to a vertical base, Red charges him, capitalizing with a tornado DDT. Red quickly rolls over, and attempts the Redleg, but Jonny realizes the situation he’s in, as he kicks the face of Red, and rolls backwards. Red slumps against a nearby rope, as Jonny sees an opening, as he rushes Red, and levels him with a spear. The impact slumps Red to the apron, as he hangs from falling out of the ring entirely by his feet, which snag the bottom rope. Jonny gets back up to his feet, and slides to the outside. He grasps Red by the upper torso, and slams him down in a powerbomb variation. As Red lies on the arena floor, Jonny picks up Red, and throws him back into the ring. Jonny rests for a quick moment on the outside, as RAF calls to Jonny to get back in the ring. Jonny complies, before RAF can count him out. As Jonny gets into the ring, a shaky but recovered Red cuts Jonny off with a well-executed dropkick. As Red gets back up, he gets the crowd going, knowing that he can make a second effort and come back in this match. As Jonny gets back up to his feet, Red rushes him and tries to take him down with another dropkick, but Jonny ducks, and Red inadvertently strikes RAF!
McNally: Good grief! RAF is on dream street!
Edison: REF BUMP! REF BUMP!
As RAF lies motionless in the ring, Red looks down in shock at the fallen RAF. As Red is distracted by his guilt, Jonny storms to the outside, and grasps a steel chair from the timekeeper table. The crowd gasps as Jonny re-enters the ring, and attempts to blast Red over the head with the chair. However, Red rolls with the blow, and fights back, nailing Jonny with a few lefts and rights. He stuns Jonny, as he drops Jonny to the mat with a front backbreaker. He locks in the Redeye, as the crowd goes wild! Jonny is in severe need of a means to escape the hold, as he thrashes around. As RAF begins to stir, Jonny realizes he needs a solution…now. He makes a last ditch effort, and pulls the chair over, and clobbers Red with it! Red staggers back, releasing the hold. Jonny gets back up to his feet, and as Red starts to shake off the blow, Jonny wails him again with the chair! However, in Jonny’s rage, he fails to notice a fully awake RAF waiting right behind him. RAF calls for the bell.
Phillip: And here is your winner as a result of a disqualification, Mr. Red!
As Red celebrates the DQ victory as much as any other, Jonny argues vehemently with the ref, trying to make the situation appear to be not as it seems. However, RAF is very unlikely to ever overturn a match decision, and it holds true today, as he refuses to change his mind. Angered, Jonny pastes Red in the back with the chair once more for good measure, before storming off, leaving Red on the mat.
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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:32:19 GMT -5
Segment: The Rubber Match (Credit: BK)
As the scene opens up only Kevin Anderson can be seen standing in the interview section of the arena, in front of a mini-alphatron with the whole Meltdown color scheme going on, with a mic in hand.
Kevin: Ladies and Gentlemen, I am standing next to the man - who tonight - will be going one on one with one of the most fiercest competitors in ACW history. The woman who has gone over a year without being defeated in ACW, Yoko Satoshi. And that man is the current No.1 Contender for the ACW Heavyweight Championship - BK London!
The camera pulls out and indeed BK London is standing next to Kevin Anderson, wearing the new "Triple Syndicate - Made, Laid, and Paid" T-shirt over his New York Yankee themed tights. BK strangely looks at ease before his match with Yoko Satoshi, as if he doesn't even sweat her.
Kevin: You look rather relaxed before your match tonight against Yoko Satoshi, any reason for that BK London?
BK: When you've been through as many matches as I have been through my career Kevin, you take everything in stride. I'm aware I'm going up against Yoko Satoshi tonight, I'm aware I'm going up against one half of the tag team champions, who is also undefeated, and not to mention a lesbian with a huge schnoz. But the fact I have the opportunity to end her undefeated streak once and for all, it...well it excites me. I've never been more excited for a match up than I am now.
Kevin: Not many people say that in ACW, over the past months she has defeated people like Hunter, FSX, AK, Rattles-
BK: Yeah, yeah, yeah - I've defeated all fo them too you know. She honestly, doesn't scare me - I mean what do I have to be afraid of. I'm going into the match with momentum on my side.
Kevin: But she has defeated you on two seperate occassions...
BK: And I have defeated her on two seperate occassions also, what's your point?
Kevin: Uhh well...
BK: I thought so.
Kevin: What about the possible interference from your Triple Syndicate buddies, Jake Cheng and Rawt.
BK: Reeelax, neither Rawt or Jake Cheng will be ringside for the match tonight. As far as I am concerned, it will be only me and her.
Kevin: Well do you have any final words for Ms. Satoshi as she goes into the match tonight?
BK: Actually, no - I've said all I wanted to say to Ms. Satoshi last Monday on Warfare - but I do have a few words for her sex partner in crime, Sarin Rossi?
Kevin: Sarin?
BK: Are you daft man? I said Sarin. Now get out of the way -
BK grabs the mic while simultaneously pushing Kevin out of the picture, giving him a solo shot. And as he stares into the camera, his cool calm demeanor slowly transforms into one that is more serious. Slowly the camera fades in and he begins to speak.
BK: Sarin, before you step out of that locker room with Ms. Satoshi tonight, I want you to do me a favor, give her a nice long kiss on the lips. Before she steps out of that locker room, I want you to give her the best loving that you have ever giving her. I want you to eat her out, pick your head up and pull the silky black hairs from your tongue and go at it again...
Wild pop from the crowd for lesbian action.
BK: ...because frankly I want you to have the opportunity to enjoy those precious Kodak moments one more time before I break your pussy partner's ankle. I want you to one more time, get to feel her silky velvet hair and smooth skin before it's ripped out and scarred for life. You don't know how long I have been waiting for this match Ms. Rossi. Even though you weren't around during the time of the classic battles between Yoko and I, you should be well aware of the history. The history of her being the one that has jerked me away from several great opportunities I have and the history of the humiliation. Ms. Rossi, tonight won't just be a one on one encounter in the ring between rivals - oh no no - tonight will be a fight between two enemies who genuinely hate each other. I said at Seven Deadly Sins that from there on out you will see a new BK London, and tonight - that's exactly the wrath you are going to see in the ring. I suggest you tell Yuki to shut off the television right now, and I suggest you yourself just wait backstage until the victor is called - because this won't be for the weak at heart. Blood will be spilled, Bones will be shattered, egoes will be broken - but when it's all over - when all the dust has cleared, there will be only one person who will be leaving the arena feet first, and I'll be DAMNED if it's going to be me.
The fans can feel the intensity oozing from BK upon finishing that bold statement, and he walks off camera. The camera cuts to the arena and there is a huge applause for that heart felt promo from BK, they older fans of ACW know what he has endured from Yoko over the past few years and now they can't wait until they get to see these two titans battle in the ring.
End.
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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:32:46 GMT -5
Retro Segment: E is for Enigma. {Rena vs. love} (Credit: Rena)
There are questions, sometimes, which do not come with answers; and there are some answers that are not necessarily attached with questions. Most of these go unnoticed or ignored, but there are some people whom dwell on creating answers for the unanswered questions. Why did Miss Rena Matheson shed her life as the ACW ‘bend-over girl’? What event in her life brought her to this path where she no longer used such currency to make her way up the ladders of life? These questions, once gone unanswered, will finally have closure.
Summer mansion Los Angeles, California August, 6, 2006 2:46 pm.
Rena just got in from the beach; her body a little damp from the warm waters she had recently emerged herself into. She stared out her window as a tall tanned man swept up behind her and wrapped a large towel around her, rubbing her arms with the comfortable material. She smiled, closing her eyes as she leaned her head back and rested it against his strong muscular shoulders.
[…]: I missed you around here. It gets lonely, you know.
[Rena]: I know, and I’m sorry.
[…]: I wish you were around more, but you’re continuously training and touring with ACW.
[Rena]: You know I would rather be here with you. But in order to have all of this, I need to work baby.
[…]: I don’t care if we have to live in a box. I would rather live there with you than in this huge place without you.
[Rena]: I can’t just lie around here all the time.
[…]: But you can lie on your back in ACW all the time?
Rena moved away from her boyfriend to face him, now questioning his meaning to his words.
[Rena]: What’s that supposed to mean?
[…]: I see how you pull yourself around there, Rena…we have TV. You do anything for everything, and how am I supposed to know when you’re just playing with them to get what you want or you’re being genuine?
[Rena]: There is no one in my life I would rather be with than you, can’t you understand that?
[…]: I can barely understand anything, anymore. I mean, when I’m with you I just know that I’m the only one in your life…but when you’re gone I get lonely, and when I see you on the TV doing all those things with guys I just wonder if I really am.
[Rena]: Why don’t you come on tour with me, then?
[…]: You know I’m not a wrestler.
[Rena]: But you could just be there with me. Lots of the wrestlers bring their family with them! But I guess that only works with real families…
[…]: Rena, we are a real family, without the kids. I have loved you long before you even started to pay attention to me.
[Rena]: I know. I wish I just could show you that I’m the only one for you.
[…]: I’ll realize it for real one day.
[Rena]: I know…and I’ll do my best to show you. I love you more than anything, Ryan.
[Ryan]: I love you too. Rena…
[Rena]: Yeah?
[Ryan]: A long time ago, I met you at a club. Out of all of those women surrounding us I could only see you. You never really paid attention to me, you were too busy with my friends-
[Rena]: That’s because I thought you were too shy.
[Ryan]: I know, lemme finish. When we finally went on that date, it was amazing. I remember you calling me the next day and told me I was the only guy that you woke up next to and didn’t want to kick me out. I smiled all day, and from then on I’ve been smiling every time I’m with you. What I’m trying to say is…
Ryan kneeled on one knee, taking a large black box from his border shorts. He smiled, sweating nervously from his forehead and chest. Opening it, Rena gasped at the large diamond ring being held within the black box. She put her hand on his face, tears swelling up in both their eyes.
[Ryan]: Rena Matheson, will you do me the honor of being my wife?
Rena broke out in tears, falling to her knees and wrapping her arms around Ryan. She sobbed, screaming yes at him in pure delight as he kissed the tears on her cheeks. They kissed on the lips, pure passion and love exploded with each touch of the lips. He cried, she cried…and everything was as perfect as she had imagined. She was finally going to have her family, a real family…and she knew exactly what she had to do to make her dreams come true…
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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:33:29 GMT -5
Segment: Mantlepiece (Credit: Dan)
The camera fades into the ringside area, when an unfamiliar guitar riff begins to fade into the PS system. The fans hush as they hear the guitar riffs increasing in volume, and it becomes apparent that the tune is “I Wanna Be Adored” by the Stone Roses. However the fans appear puzzled, unsure at who will emerge through the curtains. However their questions are answered as “The Welsh Dragon” Dan White walks out of the curtain. He wears a white suit and black shirt, holding a microphone as he gets a sizeable pop as he walks down the ramp, and into the ring. The camera switches to normal view, as Dan begins to speak.
Dan: Good things come to those who wait. The Chairman of the Board, Mr. Gingerdude, recently sent me a letter proclaiming that he will continue to try and fight the claims that I have apparently ‘made up’, and ‘only done to try and destroy the promotion in spite’. Well in all fairness Mr. Gingerdude, if I truly hated this promotion here, and if I truly hated these fans here, then I wouldn’t be coming out here, and publicly telling these fans what they deserve to know. And what they deserve to know is that you, Gingerdude, are acting like a stupid little Communist bastard, and I do not deserve to be treated like this.
Dan rests on the side of the ropes, using his arms as leverage.
Dan: And so my request is simple, Gingerdude. All I want you to do is come out here, and tell me face-to-face, man-to-man, what exactly your problem is with me. I’ve told everyone here why you’ve been such a dick head, all I need is a comeback half as witty as The Senator to finish this thing off.
Dan waits at the ropes, and the fans turn towards the Alphatron. And sure enough, Gingerdude’s theme hits, and Mr. Gingerdude himself walks through the curtain, his face as red as his hair. He marches down the ramp much like a certain other Chairman of a federation we also know, sliding into the ring and not botching his entrance. He gets to his feet, catching a microphone thrown to him and walks straight into Dan’s face.
Gingerdude: You want me to talk to you man-to-man, Mr. White? You want me to talk to you face-to-face? You want me to tell you the very reason why I don’t want you inside my wrestling ring ever again?
There’s a silence as Dan slowly creeps his microphone to his mouth.
Dan: …yes…that’s why I called you out…
Awkward! Gingerdude sighs, and steps back.
Gingerdude: Well let us look at the facts, Dan. During the months of June and July, the two months that you were in the Corporate Alliance, you managed to win less than 10% of your matches. That isn’t good for publicity, and that isn’t good for the Corporate Alliance. You were a liability to the stable, and a liability to the fed.
Dan: Hmm…even though I put on two successive show stealers in Pay Per Views, not only fighting over 50 minutes with Hunter at Omega Effect, but becoming the first person to EVER make the Macho Man Randy Dallas Kanyon submit? Dude, you have something pretty fucked up inside that ginger head of yours. And to elaborate further, I happened to suffer a drop in my performance because of what? Because I was in the Corporate Alliance. That can only mean YOU pushed me too hard, and I have the evidence right in the back. It proves that ever since I took a nasty fall at Spring Into Hell, I tore ligaments in my ankle. How I managed to track over 2 miles against Hunter with that injury is beyond me…
Gingerdude: Well not telling us about an injury is most definitely a breach of contract…
Dan: I saved the fed by doing this. I made Omega Effect look strong, I put on great matches over the last few months. Hell in a Cell, JJB Brings the Weapons, my God man, does that not say anything to you? But then what am I doing standing here, listening to a Ginger Fascist Manic Prick? You know it, I know it, and I will fight this unfair dismissal until I walk my final steps! And that, my friend, is a right…
He gets right up close to Gingerdude
Dan: …Touch…
The Stone Roses hits again, and the fans cheer loudly for Dan as he slides under the ropes and makes his way up the ramp. Gingerdude however isn’t impressed.
Gingerdude: Wait…you can’t say that to me! You’re fired! YOU’RE FIRED! GET OUT! YOU’RE ALL FIRED!! EVERY ONE OF YOU!
His rage isn’t exactly concealed and as a result he looks like a bit of a twat, as his face reddens deeply again.
Fade out.
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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:33:56 GMT -5
Segment: Confrontations (Credit:Wyvern/Rose)
The cameras fade to the backstage area, where Wyvern stands by with Kevin Anderson, looking to have an interview. He’s already decked out in his ring gear, looking ready to roll, as his match with former stablemate Jake Cheng is almost ready to begin.
Kevin: Kevin Anderson here with the stalwart veteran Wyvern, Wyvern, as you get ready for your match tonight with Jake Cheng, what’s running through your mind?
Wyvern: As I prepare myself for our encounter tonight, I’ve got a few things riding on my mind. First off, time changes people, as it’s become quite apparent Jake no longer plays by the rules here in the ACW, as he’s teamed up with BK London, a man whom I’ve never saw eye-to-eye with. With this Triple Alliance they’ve formed, they’ve managed to crap on the rules here in the ACW. Even though I don’t intend on digressing too much longer on my feelings towards their actions, I find it disgusting at their disregard for the rules and regulations, as well as their expectations to be the next in line for ACW Championships. Jake, we were once stablemates, but as the sands of time have cast the winds of change to come around, we’re definitely not allies. We’re not necessary bitter enemies by any means, but let it be known Jake, that I won’t retract myself from going all-out on you tonight.
Kevin: Moving along, I wanted to ask you about your affiliation with the cocky and boisterous Sean Nichols. Last week, we saw you and Nichols fall to Affirmative Action, due to some problems. Could you elaborate on this?
Wyvern: Last week, I can’t excuse the performance we had. However, I will attempt to give a rational explanation for what happened. We haven’t been a team, ever. That was our first match, and it’s apparent we’re going to really need to work the kinks out if we ever want to be a high-caliber team.
Kevin: What are some of the kinks you two will need to work out?
Wyvern: Kevin, we’re going to need more than just our individual talents. It’s stated best in mathematics, when two people that team up to do a task, they complete in less time. Less time is always efficient, so we need to utilize teamwork to achieve efficiency in the ring. I’m going to say a part of the problem last week was on my end. In retrospect, I should’ve started out first, to get Sean an opportunity to make a few moves later in the match rather than at the beginning. However, as I said earlier, I’m not here to excuse what happened out there, rather I’m explaining things we could’ve done better as a team. It’s my hope that when we tag again, we’ll be more fluid and more capabl—
Before he can finish his words, a hand covers his mouth. The camera pans out a tiny bit to reveal Sean Nichols, who has overheard the majority of the conversation, as he looks on, smirking in a condescending way to Wyvern. He drops his hand, as he walks to the side of Wyvern, and begins to speak to Kevin.
Nichols: What he’s trying to say is that he’ll stand back and let the magic happen.
Kevin: What magic?
Nichols: The magic that is I, Sean Nichols. Kevin, realize a few things. First off, I piss excellence. I’m the 24/7-highlight reel; I’m the show stealer, the phenomenon, and the reason for ticket sales. Last week was a fluke, a fluke that will never happen again. However, if Wyvern had broken up the cheap pin attempt by BK London, we would’ve had that match.
Wyvern: Look, that’s not right. It’s the rules to stay on the apron.
Nichols: Since when have you played by the rules? When I saw you when I was holding gold in the HWL, you were a total 180 degrees of what you are now. You walked along the lines of a man who had no fear, who was capable of taking out people at will. You were in the running for the World Title. What happened?
Wyvern: Since I saw what happens. Look, Sean. I play by the rules now.
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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:34:29 GMT -5
Nichols: That’s your problem chump. Ever notice how people like BK London and Hunter achieve their means? That’s what you need to do. You need to step in and take charge, am I right Kevin?
Kevin:…
Nichols: Am I right?!
Wyvern: Look, Sean. You’re not getting it…I’m not turning back. The ACW needs people like me to keep this place from turning into an asylum, if it hasn’t been that way forever. Aside from a few individuals, people aren’t willing to play by the rules anymore, especially since the departure of the Senator. So, without further adieu, there needs to be a change in the ACW, and with that, if you’re teaming up with me, you need to buck up and start changing your ways.
Nichols: You know, this is just a passé ideal. Once you drop a few more losses in the ‘ol Win/Loss column, you’ll come around. Anyways, there’s no point in talking to you at the moment, I’m going to do something that yields results. Hope you can do the same, chump.
With that, Nichols storms off, leaving a visibly irritated Wyvern looking on to where Nichols stormed off to.
Wyvern: When will people learn? All I ever tried to do since my return, is restore the glory and prestige of the ACW, through honesty and a good work ethic.
??: Hello Wyvern.
Wyvern barely recognizes the voice, but he immediately turns to face it. The first thing he notices is Umeko Saito… The second thing he notices is a steel chair coming right for his head. Using his quick reflexes, he catches the projective before it crashes into his face. All to late he realizes that he’s fallen right into a trap. Umeko’s Seventh Tiger springs out of the shadows and swings his signature sledgehammer like a major league batter attempting to hit one out of the park. It connects with the chair and causes it to collide with Wyvern’s skull. The impact knocks Wyvern clean off of his feet, and no doubt gives him a little more than a ringing in his ears. There may be some swelling later, but the suprising thing is that this brutal maneuver, which Chance calls the Tiger’s Hammer, didn’t bust Wyvern wide open.
Umeko: That’s enough, my Tiger.
Umeko places her heel firmly on Wyvern’s chest. At this moment in time, he’s too weakened by the assault to try anything.
Umeko: I could have sworn that I heard you say something about honesty. You see Wyvern… That’s exactly why we decided to pay you a visit. It seems to me that you’re not quite the honest man you claim to be. In fact, you’re little better than that piece of scum you associate yourselves with… I know that you took something that belongs to my Tiger. You took a certain coin that is very important… It’s very crucial in keeping him…balanced.
Wyvern’s vision clears and he sees Chance wreaking utter havoc in the background. He’s swinging his sledgehammer with wild abandon at anything that gets in his way.
Umeko: Right now he wants nothing more than cave your skull in with that weapon of his. I can barely control him. So, if I were you…I’d just had over what you stole right now and save all of us a lot of trouble.
Wyvern: I…don’t know what you’re talking about.
Umekos smiles devilishly as Chance begins to unleash his anger onto a nearby Pepsi machine, much to the dismay of the poor, poor people who have to stock them. It seems as if Umeko’s plan is firmly in motion.
Umeko: So, you’re going to feign ignorance? Very well… I suppose we’ll just have to do some…investigating of our own. We’ll have to search your locker room, of course. We’ll have to “question” that unsavory friend of yours, Mr. Nichols. We’ll also take this up with ACW management. We’ll
The Seventh Tiger is through waiting. He charges forward with his sledgehammer over his head like he’s about to drive a railroad spike into the crowd. There is little doubt that he literally wants to crush Wyvern’s head. Wyvern’s still too dazed by the earlier shot to react quickly. Just as Chance is about to bring the hammer down and literally smash Wyvern’s skull open… Umeko holds her hand up.
Umeko: I said that was enough, my Tiger… We’re going to give Wyvern the benefit of the doubt. I suppose it’s…possible…that I merely misplaced the coin. I also suppose that he’s really as honorable and trustworthy as he claims to be. Still, we’ll look further into this, and if I find any proof that you’re somehow connected to this blatant invasion of our personal space…
She takes her foot off of his chest and gives him some parting words.
Umeko: Then I’ll simply let my Tiger do what he does best…and I won’t stop him if he sees fit to injure you, cripple you, or even if he decides to kill you. We’ll be seeing you around. Good luck in your match.
Umeko walks off, but Chance isn’t so quick to follow her as he usually is. He stares at Wyvern with all the malice that he can muster. If he had his coin now…he’d leave the decision up to it. He’d either let it tell him to spare Wyvern…or finish him off. The thing is… Chance is no longer able to make that decision. He simply can’t do it. He just can’t. The only thing he can do is trust the decisions of Umeko completely and without question. That is, of course, exactly what she wants. All Chance can do is obediently follow his Mistress as the scene fades to black.
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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:35:13 GMT -5
Segment: The wonders of technology, Part 2 (Credit: AK)
We cut backstage to find an increasingly irate Kevin Anderson, still being driven round the bend by piped music. He’s about to quit waiting entirely, when the music stops, much to the relief of everyone in the vicinity. Then, AK’s voice is heard.
AK: Sorry to have kept you. You wanted an interview?
Kevin: About damn time- uh, I mean, yes, that’s right, is Latino not available?
AK: No.
Kevin: Oh, okay, well I guess I can interview you instead. Aren’t you going to open the door?
AK: I haven’t got all day, love. What’s your question?
Kevin thinks there’s something odd about this, but perseveres.
Kevin: Um, okay. Alicia, what’s your reaction to what happened on Warfare?
Alicia: I couldn’t have been happier, it was just perfect!
Kevin: Pardon?
There is a pause.
Kevin: Alicia, did you hear me-
AK cuts in over him.
Latino: It was terrible, just terrible! When I find the bastards that did it, I’ll make them sorry they were ever born.
Kevin: But you know who was responsible, it was Hughes and Chase-
AK: My next match? Of course I’ll win it, nothing could be more certain.
Kevin is completely stumped, until suddenly he realises what is going on.
Kevin: Wait… I’m interviewing a machine?
“AK”: Absolutely! No doubt about it.
Kevin: Of all the… ALICIA! Are you even in there? I refuse to talk to a robot!!
“AK”: Please moderate your tone...
Kevin: I AM NOT AFRAID OF SOFTWARE, DAMMIT!
He angrily thumps the keypad, which flickers. The chirpy female voice returns.
Voice: I’m sorry, the system does not recognise that input.
Kevin: **** *** *** ******!!!!
Voice: I’m sorry, the system does recognise the words “fuck” and “asshole”, but does not wish to tolerate such language. You will be returned to the main menu.
There is a short beep, and then:
Voice: Welcome to-
Kevin: AAAAAAAAH!
Kevin thumps the keypad again, but succeeds only in hurting his hand. Looking seriously peeved, he stomps off down the corridor as the scene fades…
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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:35:38 GMT -5
Match 3: Scott Andrews vs. Jonny Hughes (Credit: Rattlesnake)
The fans stand in anticipation of the next match. Suddenly the lights go out and a red tint fills over the entire arena. “Anasasis (Xenophontis)” plays across the audio system, and Scott Andrews walks out to a chorus of boos. He walks onto the entrance ramp with a huge grin on his face and wipes his chin with his thumb a couple of times. Scott keeps walking until he reaches the apron. He slides in under the bottom rope and immediately gets to his feet.
Philip: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first from Denver, Colorado, being accompanied to the ring by Jessie, representing the Senatorial Stable, he is the current ACW Light Heayweight Champion...Scott Andrews!
Climbing the turnbuckle, Scott looks into the audience and raises one arm rapidly whilst yelling inaudible, yet obviously 'psyche up' comments. He jumps down and punches the air a few times before taking off his prized jacket and waiting for his opponent.
Philip: And his opponent, from Hartlepool, England..."The Shooter" Jonny Hughes!
The ACW Arena's lights cut out and White and Green lights flash over the arena, out from the curtain steps "The Shooter" Jonny Hughes, as he heads to the ring he taunts the ACW fans at ringside. He climbs into the ring and poses on the second rope in the middle of the ring. As he gets off the ropes, the referee brings them both to the center of the ring and goes over the ground rules. When they both appear to be ready, he signals for the bell.
*The Bell Rings*
Scott and Jonny circle the ring, not taking their eyes off of each other. They start to inch closer and finally lock up. Scott and Jonny struggle to gain an advantage, but neither can seem to do it and each of them takes a step back. They acknowledge each other and go in for another attempt. Before Jonny can get locked up, Scott delivers a stiff shot to the torso. Scott steps back and goes for a swift kick to Jonny's right leg and connects. Scott goes for it again and successfully connects again. Scott goes for a third kick and uses a little more force in the attempt, but Jonny grabs Scott's leg. Jonny looks at Scott and grins. Jonny uses the advantage to pick up Scott and hit a spinebuster. Jonny grabs Scott's legs and attempts to go for the Texas Cloverleaf early, but Scott won't allow that to happen as he somehow manages to break free from Jonny's grip and rolls out of the way over to a turnbuckle. Scott uses this moment to rethink his strategy against Jonny. In the meantime, Jonny starts walking over toward Scott, but Scott is ready for him and rakes Jonny's eyes. The referee reprimands Scott, but he doesn't care as quickly moves around Jonny and delivers a dropkick to the back of his head, knocking him right into the turnbuckle. Jonny bounces off and Scott grabs him and hits a Leg Lift Backdrop Suplex. Scott goes for the pin. The referee hits the mat and counts.
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Jonny kicks out just before two and rolls over to the ropes and outside the ring to recover. Scott stands in the ring as the referee beings the 10-count, looking down at Jonny and tries to taunt him back into the ring. 1...Jonny doesn't fall for it though. 2...Scott walks over to the ropes to grab the top rope and fake leaping over to the outside causing Jonny to step to the side. 3...Jonny wisely rushes over to the ring apron and grabs Scott's legs and pulls him out of the ring as he breaks the referee's count. 1. Jonny clubs Scott across the back of his head, sending Scott down to his knees. 2...Jonny grabs Scott's head and picks him up and hits a couple knife-edge chops getting the fans to "WHOOOOOO!" Ric Flair-style. 3...A split second later, Jonny hoists Scott over his head and follows through with the Three Handled Moss Covered Family Credenza. 4...Scott groans after impact. The crowd starts some cheers for Jonny as the momentum begins to shift into his favor, but he ignores the cheers. 5...Jonny picks up Scott and slides him into the ring. Jonny climbs into the ring and mounts Scott and punches him with a multiple fists. Jonny stops and gets up. He looks at all of the fans as they cheer for the match being the way it has been. Scott starts to stir on the mat as Jonny turns and looks down at him. As Scott gets to his feet, Jonny gets right behind him. Once Scott turns around, Jonny kicks him in the gut and hoists Scott above his head and hits a Delayed Vertical Suplex. Jonny quickly goes for the pin. The referee hits the mat and counts.
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Scott kicks out before the three and tries to spring to his feet, but Jonny cuts him off with a quick lunging clothesline, flipping Scott in mid-air. Jonny gets up and goes over to Scott. He sets Scott up for the Omega-Driver. Just as Jonny gets Scott up, Scott takes the opportunity to roll up and rakes Jonny's eyes. Jonny lets go and is temporarily blinded from the move. Scott takes the advantage and hits Jonny with a Headlock Judo Hip Toss, throwing Jonny down. Scott goes in and does a blatant choke. The referee sees this and starts the 5-count. 1...Scott keeps the hold on. 2...Scott looks around as the fans try and get behind Jonny. 3...Scott lets go of the hold and walks around Jonny and stands about 5 feet from his head, waiting for Jonny to rise to his feet. As Jonny does, Scott sneak up behind him. When Jonny turns around, Scott kicks Jonny in the stomach and then slaps his head. The fans boos Scott, but he just pretends that no one is in the arena besides him, Jonny and the referee. As Jonny gets back to a vertical base, he shakes his head. Scott goes to kick Jonny, but Jonny grabs Scott's leg and spins him around. As Scott spins around, he hits the Reload, knocking Jonny down to the mat. Instead of going for a pin, Scott picks Jonny up and whips him into the ropes, when Jonny bounces off, he manages to dodge a charging Scott. Jonny and Scott bounce off the opposite ropes and runs towards each other and they hit each other with a clothesline, knocking them both down. The referee looks at both men and starts counting.
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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:36:03 GMT -5
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4...Scott begins to move around.
5...Jonny starts to move around as well.
6...Scott and Jonny start to get to one knee.
7...Scott gets to his feet and looks at Jonny as he gets to his feet. Scott starts to walk over to Jonny, but gets knocked back down as Jonny explodes with a Flying Twist Lariat that seemed to come out of nowhere. Rather than go for the cover, Jonny rolls Scott out of the ring and slides out. Jonny picks up Scott and whips him into the steel steps. Scott flies into the steps shoulder first and the impact shakes the steel steps, almost knocking the top half off. The referee starts to count, but Jonny rolls into the ring and right back out to break the count. When Jonny walks over to Scott, Scott grabs his arm and pulls him into the steel post with a sickening thud. This time Scott rolls in and out of the ring, breaking the referee's count. Scott picks up Jonny and rolls him into the ring. Scott gets back in the ring and both Scott and Jonny take a moment to stare at each other. Both of them are physically exhausted and one swift move could end the match. Jonny walks over and gives Scott a shot to the stomach. Jonny grabs Scott and whips him into the turnbuckle. Scott bounces off and Jonny charges towards him attempting a despiration clothesline, but Scott spots it this time and ducks. Jonny hits the brakes and stops just short of the turnbuckle. Unfortunately, before Jonny can turn around, Scott sneaks up behind him and spins Jonny around and hits a devastating middle kick. Jonny falls against the turnbuckle. Scott looks around and then points to Jonny. Scott runs and hits Jonny with the Running Shining Wizard. Jonny falls to the mat again. His eyes wide open as he tries to move so he can get to his feet. Scott goes to cover and the referee starts counting.
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Jonny kicks out at like 2.999999 seconds and Scott hits the mat in frustration. Scott regains his composure and picks Jonny up only to get hit with a Jump Swinging DDT. Scott crumbles to the ground as Jonny does and the referee is forced to do his 10-count again.
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6...Both Jonny and Scott begins to move around.
7...Jonny and Scott each grab one of the ropes and try to pull themselves to their feet.
8...Jonny manages to be the first to his feet while Scott staggers a little and falls to both knees. Jonny slowly walks over to the turnbuckle and climbs it. The fans start cheering as they want to see more...or blood, I don't know which at this point. Jonny waits for Scott to get to his feet. Scott gets to his feet and turns around into a diving Jonny Hughes, who hits Scott with a Flying Missile Headbutt. Scott drops like a sack of bricks and Jonny lands just next to him and drapes an arm over Scott. The referee starts to count.
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Scott kicks out and the fans just erupt in surprise. They know they paid good money to see good matches and they got one right here. Jonny gets to his feet. He picks up Scott and goes to whip him into the ropes, but Scott has enough strength in him to counter the whip and sends Jonny into the ropes. As Jonny bounces off, Scott hits a Drop Toe Hold and takes hte opportunity to lock in the Scarlet Fever. Scott screams with intensity as he applies pressure to the the hold. Jonny reaches in front of him hoping to find a rope, but has little luck as he's forced to tap out. Scott releases the hold and gets to his feet and celebrates over near the turnbuckle.
Philip: Here's your winner by submission...the Great Scott!
Scott leaves the ring and walks back up the ramp, past the jeering fans and exits to the back. Jonny finally gets up and leaves the ring as well as the show fades to commercial.
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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:36:48 GMT -5
Segment: Retro Segment: F is for Flowers. (Credit: Yoko/Sarin/Rena)
ACW Arena August 9, 2006. 5:03pm
The word about Rena’s engagement, by now, had been circulated throughout the ACW building. Some believed, some didn’t…but that was of no importance to Miss Matheson. At this time, the ACW crowd had all sat down to eat in a room cleared out for a banquet. The show rehearsals were about to happen, and everyone was advised to have a meal before. Rena sat down at the divas table, not really speaking to anyone due to her lack of sleep from the plane ride from Los Angeles. She picked at her salad, pouting at the table. She obviously missed Ryan already, especially now being engaged Music played from little speakers in the room, but Rena wasn’t paying attention to the song. Sarin held Yoko’s hand quickly and squeezed it tightly, smiling.
Sarin: Yoko, it’s our song!
Yoko looked at her, and her eyes flickered with acknowledgement. The dinner table had certainly become very quiet and Yoko didn’t feel like breaking it with conversation, hoping Sarin would do it for her.
[Sarin]: So how is everyone tonight?
[Charlotte]: Oh, I’m fine.
[Christine]: I’m doing alright.
[Rena]: I’m good, I suppose.
[Charlotte]: What’s wrong, then?
[Rena]: Nothing much, really…just miss my man.
[Christine]: I heard you’re engaged. Where’s your ring?
[Rena]: I wouldn’t wear it during a rehearsal! I’d lose it, knowing me.
[Charlotte]: True.
[Jonny]: Hello, ladies.
[Rena]: Hey, Jonny.
[Jonny]: Rena, there were flowers sent to you. Here you go-
[Rena]: Really? I wonder who fro- OMG.
[Charlotte]: What?
[Rena]: It’s from Ryan.
[Charlotte]: What does the card say?
[Rena]: I love you my little monkey, I’ll be seeing you on T.V…love Ryan.
[Charlotte]: Awe, that’s cute.
[Jonny]: Hey, I didn’t know whores get flowers and card from their customers.
Charlotte and the others gasped as Rena dropped the flower on the table. She stood up off her chair, looked at Jonny and slapped him hard across the face.
[Rena]: It’s from my fiancé, you asshole.
[Jonny]: oh…sorry.
[Rena]: Why do I bother with these little shits?
And after that, she left with her flowers. Jonny sat down at the table, looked at everyone, and stared at Rena’s salad and little plate of Spaghetti that was obviously untouched.
[Jonny]: Anyone gonna eat this?
~fade~
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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:37:22 GMT -5
Segment: The wonders of technology, Part 3 (Credit: AK)
We are once again in the backstage area, outside of Latino and AK’s locker room. The notice and keypad seen earlier are still in place, something that catches the eye of Santiago Rivera as he strolls down the corridor. He stops and reads the little notice, and, being that sort of guy, just has to press the green button to see what happens. The chirpy voice kicks in.
Voice: This system requires biometric information to provide the best quality of service. Please look into the blue light on the panel above for an iris scan to be taken.
Santiago shrugs, and looks at the little blue light that has come on. Nothing happens, so he moves closer, and closer… until there is a flash, and what sounds like a Polaroid picture being taken. Santiago stumbles a little, momentarily blinded.
Voice: Thankyou, Santiago.
(Santiago’s name is, bizarrely, spoken by a male voice, as if it’s been recorded on to a set of options by someone else entirely).
Voice: To deliver a challenge to Alicia or Victor, press 1. To be taken through a series of other menus before ultimately being disconnected, press 2. To speak to an operator in India with an impenetrable accent, press 3. For a surprise, press 4. To hear these options again, press the star key.
Santiago thinks about this for a second. Does he dare…..?
Of course he does. He presses 4, and braces himself. There is a whirring noise, and then a little hatch opens in the wall. Santiago looks inside it, and is pleasantly surprised.
Santiago: Hey, a smoothie! Nice.
Santiago takes the smoothie and walks off down the corridor, in a good mood. Unbeknownst to him, the whole process has been witnessed by someone else; Jonny Hughes emerges from the shadows, getting booed by the fans in the process, and walks up to the panel, rubbing his hands.
Hughes: Now then, let’s see…
Hughes performs the same process followed by Santiago.
Voice: Thankyou, Jonny Hughes.
The options are reeled off, and Hughes presses 4 with a smirk. The hatch opens – and promptly sprays Hughes with a ton of silly string. The crowd roars with laughter; Hughes is furious, and tries to kick the door, but only gets himself more tangled up in the process.
Hughes: I’ll get you two for this one, mark my words!
He hops off in an aggravated state to get cleaned up. A faint sound of laughter can be heard from within the room as the scene fades.
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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:38:25 GMT -5
A(nother) Return (Credit: V-3)
*earlier that night*
Its just outside the ACW arena as V-3 can be seen headed to the arena from the parking lot with a phone in hand. As he heads closer, we can start to make out his conversation, granted only his side.
V-3: Yea I saw it. Good job. I could do better than that though. You Know it.
He says as he gets out of his car.
V-3: HEY! Let me remind you how I won the U.S. Title, erm, the International Title.
Locking the car doors, you can hear the chirp chirp of his vehicle.
V-3: Hey, I still got it in me. Just watch. I'll prove it to you tonight.
He's just at the door now. He stops for a second.
V-3: I'm here now. I gotta go. See ya.
He opens the doors to the ACW arena. He takes a deep breath as he takes his first step back inside for what seems like ages. He hesitates for a second, then shakes his head and makes his way inside.
V-3:*barely audible singing* Its been six months, 8 days, 12 hours since you've been away...
Fade out.
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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:38:42 GMT -5
Segment: Retro Segment #63 (Credit: Sarin / Yoko)
Yuki Side Story #2!
December 20th, 2005 Okinawa, Japan School
Fade in on Yuki sitting on some pavement outside.
Recess. I’m going to miss this when I enter grade eight and move to high school. Being able to go outside and pretend to be a kid again on the playground is so refreshing. But then again…only the real kids seem to play. Everyone else tends to stay in certain areas, in certain cliques.
Yuki looks at the swing set. Aside from the few kids swinging, most of the people there have Hulk Hogan-esque spray on orange tans and are standing around talking and filing their nails.
The Ganguro Girls have the swings. I have no idea why anyone would want to look like that, it’s disgusting. Their leader is an American transfer student named Virginia Thompson. Her family is probably as rich as mine, and she despises me for that. Alternatively, the Goths usually hang over against the school walls. Probably to avoid the sun, since they’re wearing black. I think their clothes are pretty but a little flashy. Their leader is…Damien Ravenrose I think. That’s his goth name. We were friends years ago when he was normal and had a normal name.
She glances at the Goths, then over to the slides. Boys with baggy jeans and toboggans are there, taking turns smoking underneath the biggest slide.
The American hip hop culture is kind of becoming a fad too. The Eastside Gangster Rabbits. All those boys talk about are pimping their bitches’n’hos. I don’t think they’ve ever talked to a real girl. They get caught smoking cigarettes a lot. Sometimes it’s just empty rolled up paper. I don’t know their leader’s name, it’s something like Mo Fuggin J.
Yuki closes her diary as Kei walks over to her.
Kei: Mind if I sit down?
Yuki: Go right ahead.
Yuki opens her diary to scribble one more thing as Kei is getting situated.
It occurs to me that I don’t belong to any of these groups. Recess is truly a time when I can just be myself, Yuki Satoshi. Not Yoko’s little sister, not part of a group collective. Just me.
Kei: What are you writing?
Yuki: Just some thoughts.
End Segment.
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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:39:16 GMT -5
Match 4: Gauntlet Match Santiago Rivera vs. NPCs
The ACW arena is very livid as each and every single fan in attendance is settled in nicely; trying to not punch out the annoying drunk guy five rows away. Everyone has their hotdogs or nachos and most importantly, their beer. The entire arena is completely into the action, all fighting for a body part of theirs to get on camera just to have their “2 second fame.” The ACW head ring announce Philip Jones can be seen with his nice suit on getting into the ring with a microphone in hand as a referee slides into the ring as well. The camera fades in to Philip as he clears his throat.
Philip: Ladies and gentlemen. The following contest is a GAUNTLET! The following stipulations apply. Rattle Snake has issued Santiago to prove himself worthy of the International title so he has made this match up to test Mr. Rivera. Santiago will undergo 4 opponents tonight. Once one is pinned, he will move on to the second opponent and so on. However, if he is pinned at any point by any opponent, the gauntlet is over and Santiago loses.
Philip adjusts his tie and pulls the mic away for a moment to cough. He then pulls the microphone back up to his lips.
Philip: First, he is the challenger weighing in at 245 pounds, hailing from Austin, Texas. He is the longest reigning International Champion in A-C-W history. The man with the lethal legs; ladies and gentlemen, please welcome at this time, Santiago “The Iron Man” RRRRRRRRRRRRRRIVERA!
” Superheroes” by Edguy blasts in the arena as a golden pyro erupts from both sides of the stage and the crowd cheers Santiago which is a very different and new thing for him. He has earned the fans respect as Santiago dressed in white boxing shorts with silver lightning bolts going down the sides on an angle. He wears his knees pads and laced up black boots as he walks down to the ring while a “San-ti-ago” chant starts up in the arena. He looks around into the crowd as a small grimace appears upon his face. He goes up each step of the steel stairs slowly before getting onto the apron. He walks down to the turnbuckle and puts a foot on the second turnbuckle. He looks into the crowd before jumping up and over the top rope. He immediately hops back on the turnbuckles and raises both of his arms up high. About 5 seconds pass before he hops off and walks towards the referee, trying to figure out who his opponents are. The music slowly fades as Santiago tries to get it out of the referee but he doesn’t know.
Philip: Now, first up in the gauntlet. He hails from Mexico City weighing in at 210 pounds. He is a member of the Rivera family.
Santiago’s head flings right over towards Philip’s direction looking confused for a moment.
Philip: He is…….Julio Rivera!
The entire crowd knows exactly who this is and begins to boo as “Heroes” by Shinedown hits and Julio Rivera emerges from behind the curtain backstage. He points around the whole arena before sprinting down to the ring and sliding in, then almost out on the other end just like Paul London as Philip exits the ring. Santiago just stares at his cousin and shakes his head.
McNally: Well it looks like these two cousins will be going at it tonight as Julio starts off the gauntlet against Santiago Rivera. Julio being just a year younger than his cousin Santiago, so in my book this is one year less experience than Santiago.
Edison: Yeah but you also got to take into consideration the size difference. Julio being 5’ 11” and 210 pounds, while Santiago is 6’5” and 245 pounds! Santiago clearly has the size advantage there.
The Bell Rings
Julio smiles at his cousin and extends his hand. Santiago pauses for a moment before going to extend his hand. Julio, wanting to win uses some strategy and pokes the eye of Santiago. Santiago stumbles back holding his left eye which was just struck as Julio laughs, not caring about the crowd’s disapproval of himself. Julio walks over and grabs Santiago’s arm. Julio then points to him and along with the entire crowd in unison go “JOOO” He goes to irish whip him but Santiago doesn’t move. He tries again…..but Santi doesn’t budge. He tries again but this time Santiago pulls back with great force which sends Julio the other direction he was pulling and right over the top rope. His lower back hits directly on the apron before going down onto the outside mats as the crowd cheers Santiago.
Julio rolls in pain holding his back as Santiago tells him to get up. Julio slaps the mats and pulls himself up. He slides into the ring and scurries away from Santiago. Santi smiles and Julio just thinks. Santiago moves to the center of the ring and Julio runs but dives down with a dropkick right to the knee of Santiago. He crumbles down, falling face first onto the mat. He pulls himself up to one knee as Julio rebounds off the ropes and delivers a high knee to the face of Santiago. Julio seems to have thought that he can’t take him down with power, so he might as well keep him down on the mat. Julio quickly climbs to the top rope as Santiago is pulling himself to his feet.
Julio jumps high with a missile dropkick, but Santiago swats him away. Julio rolls in pain under the bottom rope and onto the apron. He gets up as Santiago walks towards him and Julio pulls a cutter, landing Santiago’s throat right on the top rope. Santiago stumbles around in the ring holding his throat and coughing as Julio gets up and jumps back onto the top turnbuckle again, holding his back. He motions for Santiago turn around with a “let’s go” type of taunt. Santiago turns around and Julio jumps into the Wheel of Fortune. However, Santiago catches his cousin before he can make contact. He flips Julio over onto his arm and slams him down with the Longhorn. He covers.
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Philip: Ladies and gentlemen, Julio Rivera, has been eliminated.
Santiago then rolls Julio out of the ring with his leg and shakes his head. He awaits his next opponent.
Philip: Next, he is, Daniel Ness!
“Survival of the Sickest” by Saliva hits as Daniel Ness comes out to the ring. Ness looks confident as Santiago has broken a sweat and is breathing heavily already. He starts to jog down before he slides in.
Santiago runs right for him and Ness runs connection with a back elbow smash. Santiago goes down and picks himself back up, holding his jaw. Ness clotheslines him down and he gets up again. He hits a standing dropkick which sends both to the mat. Ness quickly flips Santiago around into a grounded hammerlock. Santiago yells as Ness goes into a handstand. He screams in pain just as Daniel falls into the bridge, pulling at the arm. Santiago yells and uses his free arm to start pulling away on the mat. His strength yanks them to the right and Ness falls from the bridge. Santiago and Daniel both quickly get to their feet as Ness runs right into an Iron Arm Clothesline with the arm that wasn’t put in the hammerlock.
Ness is slow in getting up, as the clothesline’s impact landed him hard on his neck. Santi grabs him and whips him across the ropes. He goes for another clothesline but it’s ducked under. He turns around and Ness goes for a clothesline but Santiago maneuvers himself so his arm is on his shoulder. He then sweeps Ness’ legs right into the San Antonia Slice. He covers. 1…..2……KICK OUT.
Santiago argues with the ref but it’s no use. Santiago shakes it off and tries to end it again. Daniel slowly gets up as Santiago runs towards the ropes then springboards off with the Dance of Death. The kick connects fully and brings Ness down with great force. Santiago gets up and proceeds to yell out “OLE!” Santiago decides to not pin but maneuver himself into an inverted Texas Cloverleaf. He then drops to the ground with a body scissors on Ness as he locks in a Gorrilla Clutch, combining the moves into Santi’s Secret.
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