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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:39:41 GMT -5
Ness screams in pain as he squirms around, trying to escape; about 15 seconds pass before he can’t stand the pain anymore and begins to tap. Santiago releases the hold and raises his arm into the air as Ness rolls to get out of the ring while in extreme pain. Santiago breathes heavily, possibly not wanting another opponent.
Philip: Daniel Ness has been eliminated. Next…is the Latin Lunatic…Pablo…..LOPEZ
Santiago laughs as he sees Pablo running in the crowd. Pablo hops the barricade but his leg gets caught and he falls face first. He gets up and slides into the ring. He runs right at Santiago who just delivers a big right hand to him, sending him to the mat. He picks Pablo up and lifts him into a powerbomb position before slamming him into the turnbuckles. He drags him to his feet and hits a planting ddt and pins.
1…….2……3
That was the easiest yet but Santiago is still very tired as he continues to sweat. Santiago rests on the ropes, trying to catch a breath very quickly.
Philip: Pablo has been eliminated. Ladies and gentlemen, Santiago has gone through all of the selected opponents!
The crowd cheers but something just doesn’t seem right that those three were selected. Green pyro explodes from the stage as “Don’t Fear the Reaper, Fear the Rattler” is hear and “Blind” begins to play. The crowd boos Rattlesnake for planning this out to wait till Santiago is tired. The music cuts as he has a mic in hand.
Rattlesnake: You must think you're good, don't you Santiago? You went through all of the opponents I set up for you and you stand tall in the ring. I guess I have no choice but to give you just what you deserve.
The fans start to cheer for Santiago as Rattlesnake holds up the International Championship in the air.
Rattlesnake: Another opponent.
The fans cheers turn to jeers instantly and Rattlesnake laughs.
Rattlesnake: I went around the back earlier in the night, trying to find someone for you and I found you another opponent. I found someone with a lot of experience around here...someone that could prove to be a difficult task for you to defeat.
Rattlesnake pauses.
Rattlesnake: Ladies and gentlemen and Snakelings alike, I give to you Santiago's next opponent in the gauntlet...the former ACW World Heavyweight Champion, Atomic Kitsune. Good luck...you'll need it.
The crowd boos Rattlesnake as Santiago looks on in pure shock, realizing the three opponents before were just to tire Santiago down as Ness was the only real threat of the three. Santiago shakes his head as “Fly” hits the P.A system as the crowd shifts from boos to cheers again as Rattlesnake stands off to the side on the stage smiling as Alicia Kitsune walks out from the backstage area. She looks over at Rattlesnake then proceeds onto walking down to the ring. Rattlesnake leans against the Alpha Tron and watches as the confident Kitsune struts down to the ring. Atomic steps up the steel stairs and enters the ring. She hops around ready as Santiago continues to breath, trying to get ready.
Atomic: Sorry Santiago….but this is just another match in my opinion. No matter how much I’d like to see you crush Rattlesnake, I’m not willing to give up this match just for you to do it.
Santiago nods as the ref signals for the start.
Santiago and AK go for a tie up but Santiago side steps into a hammer lock. Quickly, Atomic reaches under and grabs Santiago’s leg and yanks him to the ground. She turns around as Santiago sticks his other leg up and kicks Atomic off of him. He jolts up quickly as AK reels from the kick, holding her shoulder. AK stands in a ready stance, as does Santiago. They circle the ring as the crowd applauses and they get into another tie up. AK gets Santiago in a side head lock but Santi doesn’t want to stay in long. HE pushes AK as she starts to run with Santiago still in the head lock. Atomic runs straight up the turnbuckle and kicks off on the top and lands the Fox Flip on Santiago.
Rattlesnake is seen cheering AK on as she pins. 1……..2……kickout! Rattle Snake looks stunned as Santiago gets up. AK grabs Santiago arm and whips him across the ropes. Santiago rebounds and comes back at AK whom lifts him up and hits an inverted atomic drop/ manhatten drop. Santiago stumbles around the ring holding his crotch area as Rattlesnake laughs. AK jumps up and hits a dropkick right when Santiago turns around. The impact of the drop kick sends Santiago to the ground where he rolls over back onto his feet. AK gets up and hurries over to Santiago, whipping him off the ropes again. She stands in the center of the ring as Santiago bounces off the ropes and comes back. She jumps and grabs a hold of his shoulders and places her feet on his lower midsection. She drops down and sends Santiago flying through the air with a monkey flip.
But, once being a Light Heavyweight, he is very agile for a man of his size and lands on his feet. Rattle snake tries to warn Atomic, but she gets up and turns around right into a Super Kick. The shot echoes as Rattle Snake starts to run down to the ring as Santiago covers. 1…….2…… Rattle Snake is just about to grab the referees leg but AK powers out. Santiago gets up and so does AK. Santiago is becoming very tired but AK is still fresh in the match. Santiago runs and bounces off the ropes but before he can make his move, AK is there to hit an armdrag. Santiago gets up into another armdrag. He gets up again but slower and AK is already off towards the ropes. She rebounds off and sprints towards Santiago and she grabs his head and swings around into a tornado ddt, planting Santiago’s head down on the mat.
Rattle Snake has a smile on his face wider than a 6 year old on Christmas morning finding a puppy. Atomic pins but once again gets a near fall to Rattle Snake’s dismay. The crowd cheers as AK gets up. Santiago is still lying on the mat holding his head. Atomic grabs Santiago leg and drags him towards the center of the ring. She flips him over then grabs his ankle. Santiago immediately knows what she’s doing and tries to escape but it’s no use as she locks in the Catch-22. Santiago squirms around so she can’t place the leg on his back applying more pressure. He fights and fights trying to break the ankle lock and the referee checks on Santiago. Rattle Snake halfway slides in the ring just to yell “Tough Luck, Santi!” Santiago gets inspired then to keep going as she begin to stand on his one free leg. AK looks stunned as Santiago uses his arms to hold himself up as he gets as high up as he can. He slides over so that the leg that’s in the move is completely vertical. He grabs Atomics ankle and flips over so each have the lock on each other.
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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:40:19 GMT -5
Rattlesnake yells at Atomic telling her to get to the rope. Santiago uses the free leg to kick Atomic on the head which gets her to release the hold. He then begins to pull himself up to a vertical base. Atomic reaches and reaches for the ropes. Just before Santiago can yank her away, she grabs hold. The referee makes Santiago break the hold which he does immediately, not wanting to upset Atomic anymore.
Atomic gets to her feet and rolls her ankle twice before running forward. Santiago goes for a standing wheel kick but Atomic ducks under and stops right behind him. She drops Santiago in a big neck breaker and stands up. Santiago slowly gets to his feet as AK goes for a kick. Santiago grabs her leg right before it can connect but she wastes no time before jumping up and hitting a perfect enziguri, taking Santiago to the mat face first.
Atomic waves to her fans while Rattle Snake yells at her to take care of Santiago. She then slides out of the ring, and Rattle looks stunned.
Rattle Snake: What the hell are you fucking doing bitch? Get back in there and kick so-
Atomic interrupts as she slaps Rattle Snake across the face.
Atomic: Never speak to me like that again, or next time it’ll be more than a slap!
This has bought Santiago some time as he sprints across the ring and slides under the ring with a baseball slide of great impact which hits both Rattle Snake and AK. Santiago fully pulls himself out of the ring and picks Atomic up. Rattle gets up and is about to deck Santiago before the ref warns him and realizes that Santiago would win if that were to happen. Santiago lifts Atomic and places her on the apron. He then pushes her into the ring before glancing over at Rattle Snake and smiling.
Santiago slides in the ring and picks AK up. He slowly backs her into the ropes before irish whipping her across. Santiago waits and right when Alicia rebounds he sprints forward and hits the Iron Arm Clothesline with great force, making AK land on her upper back/neck. Santiago waits for Atomic to pull herself up. Once standing, Santiago knees her in the gut and pulls her inbetween his legs. He yells out “Time for the End, Snake!” and lifts Atomic up onto his shoulders. Suddenly Atomic reverses into a huge hurricarana that sends Santiago over the top rope.
The referee slides out to check on Santiago but Rattle Snake has an evil idea. He slides into the ring and right as AK defenselessly turns around into a giant powerslam by Rattle Snake. He picks her up quickly and looks at the referee. He lifts AK onto his shoulders then hits the Snake Bite. Atomic lays motionless in the ring as Rattle Snake flees. Santiago begins to get up and the referee sees Atomic out. He slides in to check on her before Rattlesnake runs over to Santiago outside the ring and low blows him from behind. He picks Santiago up and hoists him onto his shoulders and laughs. Santiago then frees himself before the Snake Bite can be hit and lifts Rattle Snake up. He launches him up, but instead of hitting the move, he drops Rattle Snake into a huge knee to the face; a different version of Kenta’s Go2Sleep.
Rattle lays out holding his head as Santiago slowly begins to slide in before Rattle snake pulls himself up and yanks Santiago back out of the ring. AK is beginning to stir. Rattle Snake goes to clothesline Santiago but he ducks under. Suddenly Atomic slides out of the ring and grabs Santiago. She spins him around and throws him face first into the steel post. The referee yells at Rattle Snake telling him to get out of there. Then the man that we’ve seen in every Santiago match since Seven Deadly Sins jumps the barricade with a steel chair in hand. He tosses it to Rattle who catches it and runs and dropkicks it back in his face. Atomic looks over and sees this happen as the ref slides out of the ring and yanks the chair away from this mystery man. While all of this arguing is going on, Santiago has made it to his feet but Alicia is distracted. She turns around and runs right into a huge Busaiku Knee kick by Santiago, dropping her hard.
Santiago slides in the ring and yells for the ref. The mystery man goes to the other side of the ring and cheers on Santiago. The ref sees AK and slides in before starting to make a count.
Ref:1………………….2………………………….3…………………..…………..4………………………..5………………………….6
AK lies motionless on the mats
Ref:…………………………………………………………..7…………………………
Atomic starts to slowly, slowly move.
Ref:………………………………………..8……………………………………………………………………….9…………………………………..
Atomic is up to one knee now.
Ref: 10!
She slides in, but it’s just one second too late.
Ding Ding Ding
Rattle Snake is stunned as the mystery man slides into the ring with a mic now in hand. Atomic looks devastated as well for the loss and gets to her feet. Santiago throws his arms up in victory.
Philip: Here is your winner of the gauntlet by count out………..SANTIAGO RRRRRRRRRRIVERA!
“Superhereos” hits and Santiago then extends a hand to Alicia. She gratefully accepts and shakes back. Rattle Snake pounds on the mat in distress as Atomic rolls out of the ring and begins to make her way to the back. Santiago pulls the mic up to his lips as the music fades along with the man standing by.
Santiago: Ladies and Gents….since Seven Deadly Sins, you may have seen this man take part in some of my matches….well, all of my matches. You’ve all been wondering who it is, and why the hell he’s here; well that’s what I’m here for today.
He breaths heavily, tired.
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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:40:34 GMT -5
Santiago: I am proud to introduce to you all, my new manager…….ARES!
Ares raises his arms in the air as the crowd cheers but then all tries to warn Santiago as Rattle Snake slides into the ring with a chair in hand behind them. He slams it over Ares head which makes Santiago turn around. Rattle hits him in the stomach with the top of the chair and drops it. He then hoists Santiago up and throws him up then down again with the Snake Bite that shakes the whole entire ring. The boos Rattle Snake basically out of the arena as he grabs the microphone and looks down at Ares who’s holding his head in pain and a motionless Santiago.
Rattlesnake kneels down next to the fallen Santiago. The anger across his face is more livid than before. The fans chant "Rattlesnake sucks!" but it doesn't appear to phase him any.
Rattlesnake: You may have won the gauntlet Santiago...you may have the title shot you wanted, but listen up and listen good. It won't make a damn bit of difference. You may think that you're sitting in a pretty sweet spot, but it's all a fantasy. The reality of this is what you just felt. You've become the prey and I'm the predator on the hunt. Just like what just happened, you won't know when I strike and when you find out, it'll be too late.
Rattlesnake stands up and continues to look down at Santiago.
Rattlesnake: Is it all worth it? If this is what you truly want, then you'd better be prepared for the consequences. You've already pissed me off and that is one thing you'll wish you hadn't done.
Rattlesnake places one foot on Santiago and raises his arms while the fans boo.
Rattlesnake: Santiago, your claim to fame is coming soon. But for now, your brush with greatness is at its end.
Rattlesnake drops the mic and leaves the ring. He slowly walks up the ramp backwards, keeping an eye on Santiago as Ares pulls himself to his knees then drags him self over to Santiago, huddling over his broken down and beaten body.
The scene fades.
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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:40:58 GMT -5
Commercial: Fallout: Surpassing Expectations (Credit: J.P. Hightower Corporation)
Saturday Night Fallout
Biff Taylor(Speaking from a studio): Saturday Night Fallout is headed your way this Saturday, like it or not! The best wrestling company in the world, dudes and dudettes! Last week, we saw the Forces of Greatness shoot straight, we had a new Television champ, and the Fallout Fanatics let poor Lilly Rouge and Iris Yoon know what they thought of their match. This week, we have even more hot matches served up for all you true blue fans of professional wrestling!
Biff: The Golden Child of Fallout, El Froggy Mask defends his newly won Television Championship against one of the fastest rising stars on the independant circuit, the unpredictable Gambler, Nick Valentino!
Biff: Not only that, but we have an unholy clash of the undead, as the veteran Cremator will take on the newly arrived Reaper in what promises to be the spookiest match of the year!
Biff: Finally, in the main event, can the King of Kingsport, Beau James get revenge on my monster, the Immovable Object, Colossus Rhodes for his crushing victory over Wolf last week? Who knows, but the winner of this match'll get a shot at the Fallout Openweight Champion, Skurai on the next week!
Biff: All that, and much, much, much more! More than the competiton will ever give you, here, there, or anywhere. You want action? You want the best hour of wrestling on the planet, from the best wrestling company in the world, well, forget everybody else, and tune right into Saturday Night Fallout! Be there, or else!
Fade Out.
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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:41:19 GMT -5
Segment: G is for Gossip. (Credit: Rena)
Rena found Charlotte in a current interview, though she didn’t know exactly who it was with. She grew closer, interested in what she was talking about. When she got closer, she found it was XS3’s wife, Christine. Rena rolled her eyes, wondering how the hell they would give her any airtime. She listened for a few minutes to see what Christine had to say.
[Charlotte]: Congratulations on your win at Seven Deadly Sins, how do you feel?
[Christine]: I am so excited at my victory! I never expected to win against Kiley, but I came out on top. My husband helped me out a lot, and I’m very grateful to him for doing that for me. He’s trained me a fair bit, you know.
[Charlotte]: And what’s next for you?
[Christine]: I haven’t really thought of that yet. I’m not sure if I want to stay a manager or go into wrestling, it’s a choice I just haven’t made yet.
[Charlotte]: And how do you feel about competing with other men, if you so choose to become a wrestler.
[Christine]: Well-
Her answer was not finished as she was pushed out of the camera view by an arm. She fell over, but Rena took her spotlight. She smiled at Charlotte and nodded her head.
[Rena]: I’m here for my interview.
[Charlotte]: Well, umm, Rena…
[Christine]: Excuse me, Rena, but I was having my interview done.
[Rena]: No one wants to hear you.
[Christine]: I don’t believe that one bit…lots of people want to hear me-
[Rena]: Go eat a dick.
[Christine]: What?
[Rena]: You’re a manager. Managers are wrestlers who have gone retarded. Go be retarded somewhere else, thank you.
[Christine]: Hey, that was mean!
[Rena]: You’ll be saying that again, crying, if you don’t go away right now.
[Christine]: Fine.
Christine was gone quickly, but Rena was more interest on getting this interview running along. Charlotte cleared her throat and look towards the camera. She smiled, her white teeth flashing like lights in a dark cave.
[Charlotte]: Right now, I have with me, the most dominant diva in ACW…Rena Matheson!
[Rena]: Thank you, Char…good to be here.
[Charlotte]: How did you feel your match went at SDS?
[Rena]: I can’t remember most of it, but I had fun…and I have bruises to prove I was in one, so it was an accomplishment for me.
[Charlotte]: Even though you ended in a draw?
[Rena]: Yes, Charlotte. I wouldn’t expect you to know much about accomplishments since you are an interviewer.
[Charlotte]: Some would think it’s an accomplishment.
[Rena]: Puh-lease. I could do it in my sleep. All you have to do is overact your excitement for your interviewee and smile a lot. Big accomplishment, darling.
[Charlotte]: Well, Rena, I wouldn’t say getting top spot in ACW through sexual acts.
[Rena]: Well lucky for you, those days of my life are over…so you can do that now.
[Charlotte]: I would never dream of such a thing!
[Rena]: Well then I guess that’s settled. But if you’ll excuse me, I have other things to attend to. Bye.
[Charlotte]: BYE! THANK YOU!
[Rena]: bimbo…
She moved away, a camera still following her. She smiled, stepping into her office to make a phone call to someone.
~fade.~
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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:41:41 GMT -5
Unofficial Kudo Poll (Credit: Jake Cheng)
For the sake of following the crowd and trying to get the done fast: Triple Syndicate. Locker room. Jake. Stan. Table. Paper.
Stan: Jake. Paper *cough* I mean. Jake, what is this paper for again?
Jake: Stan, this is a very important document. This is the latest ‘Kudo Poll.’
Stan: oh wow. How did you get it?
Jake: Stan, I had the ‘honor’ of taking this poll my self. Albright and Kudo don’t know though. It’s more like an unofficial ‘Kudo Poll.’
Stan: Ah. well, what were the results?
Jake: They were much different than Albright’s poll. Out of all women I polled, only one said she wanted to see more skin.
Stan: Heh, who was it?
Jake: Well...promise not to tell BK...
Stan: KILEY!
>_<
Jake: Shhhh. Anyway, the rest of the polls results were quite different than expect. 100% of the males polled think Kudo Yasuda sucks.
Stan: What! Let me see that...
Jake: Stan, no...
Stan grabs the paper. After a quick examination, Stan looks up at Jake, quite angrily before ripping the paper in two.
Stan: Jake...how many people did you poll?
Jake: Well....4
Stan: By any chance were they also the members of the Triple Syndicate?
Jake: Yes.
Stan: Jake, how could you rig results like that?
Jake: Stan, it’s a fucking joke. Whose side are you on anyway?
Stan: I’m...I’m....
Jake: STAN!
Stan: I’m a Kudo mark, OK!
Jake: Pffft. He’s held the Entertainment Title for a really really long time. Oh well. I’ve held that title plus many others, some of those even more than once. He thinks he can revitalize the light-heavyweight division when he’s only been the Light-Heavyweight champion of...a small fed in Canada that has about....20 wrestlers.... Here in ACW, 20 wrestlers wrestle on each show.
Stan: Yeah but..
Jake: Stan, give it up. Kudo isn’t as great as you think he is, and I’ll prove it. I will beat Kudo Yasuda.
Jake looks down at his watch.
Jake: But it will have to be after I beat Wyvern.
Jake sprints out of the locker room and Stan sighs after he leaves, but follows him, even though he won’t go out to the ring. Did Jake just make a smart challenge, or dig his own grave?
Fade Out.
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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:42:09 GMT -5
Segment: Retro Segment #64 (Credit: Sarin / Yoko)
Yuki Side Story #3!
December 20th, 2005 Okinawa, Japan School
Recess is almost over. Yuki and Kei are walking back to the school.
Kei: Have you noticed that no one our age actually PLAYS anymore?
Yuki: Yes! I was just thinking about that. This is our last year of recess, and we aren’t even enjoying it.
Kei: We still have a few minutes, do you want to stomp some kids at Four Square?
Yuki: That sounds fun!
They run around the corner of the school to reach the Four Square court. Some of the kids are crying. Older kids in black leather jackets and shades are hogging the Four Square court and throwing balls very hard at anyone who complains.
Kei: Oh…I guess this is where The Guitar Wolves are hanging out.
The Guitar Wolves. The bully clique of the playground. They’re “rebels” they say. Really, all they do is dress like the band Guitar Wolf and pick on everyone. They’re just jerks. I heard gossip that one of them got a girl pregnant. That’s horrifying to me. Their leader is Ace Base.
The apparent leader spots Yuki and points at her.
Ace: Check it out, it’s Satoshi’s little sister!
Kei: We were just leaving, Ace.
Ace: Hey Yuki, you ever wonder what a big cock feels like?
Note to self: Ace is very vulgar and should be avoided in the future.
Yuki: Not as much as you do, I’m sure.
The smile drops off of his face.
Kei: Come on Yuki, let’s go.
Yuki: Yeah, let-
Thunk. Ace throws one of the balls as hard as he can at Yuki’s face.
Fade to Yuki in her room at home, talking to Mr. Floppy and holding a tissue to her nose.
Yuki: I don’t remember a lot directly after that. My nose was bleeding and Kei got a teacher for help, and they sent me home.
Mr. Floppy: That bastard!
Yuki: Now I know how the little kids feel when he’s terrorizing them.
Mr. Floppy: I think you should get some kind of revenge. Can Ace swim, by chance?
Yuki: I don’t know, I don’t see what that has to do with anything. But I’ll think of something.
Mr. Floppy: Maybe you should bring me along next time.
Note to self: Ace throws like a cannon. It hurts. Don’t let him do that again. I need to pay him back now. He’s going to wish he didn’t mess with me. That he didn’t mess with Yuki Satoshi.
End of Entry.
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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:42:30 GMT -5
Segment: The wonders of technology, Part 4 (Credit: AK)
AK and Latino’s new system certainly seems to be attracting its fair share of customers. As we return to the corridor outside their locker room, this time we find Rena perusing the instructions. She presses the green key, and then “identifies” herself to the system, fluttering her eyelashes before the scan is taken.
Voice: Thankyou, Rena.
Rena thinks the male voice sounds quite cute, and listens as the options are read out to her.
Voice: To hear this week’s top 15 ACW Hot Guys, press 1. To borrow Alicia’s hair straighteners, press 2. For the automatic gossiping service, press 3.
Rena: Oooh, that sounds interesting…
She presses 3. A click, and AK’s pre-recorded voice comes over the speaker.
AK: Hey, sorry I can’t talk right now. You know I love to hear all the goss, so chat away, and the system will interject at appropriate points. Don’t leave out all the juicy bits… please bitch after the tone.
….
*Beep!*
Rena: Wow… Okaaay, did I tell you about Dave the camera guy and Lucy on sound yet? A friend of a friend told me they were going out, but then yesterday I saw her and that creep Hernandez from accounts, out by the broadcast truck…
“AK”: No!
Rena: Yes!
“AK”: I cannot believe that woman did that!
Rena: Oh, you’d better. So you know what I did? I went right up to her at lunch, and I told her exactly what I thought of her.
“AK”: You go, girl!
Rena: But that’s not the least of it…
Hmm… it looks like Rena could be here for a while, too. We’ll check back later…
Fade.
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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:42:55 GMT -5
Match 5: Wyvern vs. Jake Cheng (Credit: BK)
Phillip: This match is scheduled for one fall, coming to the ring weighing in at 215 pounds, from Tacoma, Washington, Wyvern!
As "Trip Like I Do" hits, the lights fade as purple strobe lights flash on the entrance ramp. A slight fog rolls in, casting a silhoutte of Wyvern as he gingerly makes his way to the ring, typically at a slow pace. He's still very dazed from the attack by Chance earlier in the night, so he takes his time to get into the ring while he waits for his opponent Jake Cheng.
Phillip: And his opponent, coming to the ring weighing in at 196 pounds, from Hong Kong, China, Jake Cheng!
"Petrified" by Fort Minor sounds through PA system and Jake walks through the curtains, licking his lips and rubbing his hands together in anticipation. He wastes no time briskly walking down to the ring before running down and sliding in the ring where he is attacked by Wyvern upon the sounding of the bell.
Wyvern viciously stomps away at Jake upon him sliding in the ring, but it's not enough to take the former three time Light Heavyweight Champion down as he makes his way through the kicks and decks Wyvern with a huge haymaker. Wyvern staggers back a little and Jake now whips him into the ropes, and bends over hoping to hit the back body drop. Wyvern scouts the move and blasts him with a stiff kick to the jaw. This sends Jake flying up and Wyvern manages to take him down with a Standing Dropkick to a roar of applause from his fans. Jake drops to the ground and gets up, not knowing where he is from the flurry of offense and Wyverm drags him into the corner and begins bashing his head onto the top turnbuckle. Wyvern turns him around now and nearly kills him with a hard knife edge chop to Jake's chest. Jake clutches his chest in pain and Wyvern whips him off the ropes into the opposite corner. Wyvern charges towards Jake, but Jake bursts out of the corner and levels his challenger with a huge stiff clothesline. The crowd boos in defiance of the longest reignig Light Heavyweight Champion but he takes no notice to the fans and instead picks up Jake before launching him shoulder first into the ring post from inside the ring. While he doesn't scream out in pain as any other normal man would, the expression on Wyvern tells that he is in a world of pain. Jake scoops up Wyvern with a school boy and Keiji slides on over to make the cover.
ONE . . TWO . . KICK OUT!
Jake looks up at the referee and tells him that he needs to count faster before going back to work on Wyvern. He picks him up before striking him with a few forearms to the jaw and then he proceeds to wrench the arm of Wyvern before dropping him with a hook kick. Jake cockily struts around the ring to the dismay of the crowd before slapping his knee as he stands about 8 feet across the ring from Wyvern. Wyvern is slowly rising to his feet and Jake looks to connect with his Shades of Helms but Wyvern ducks. Quickly Wyvern shoots up from his grounded position and attempts to get in the Reverse Russian Leg Sweep but Jake manages to elbow his way out of the move. Wyvern stands groggily now and Jake capitalizes with a Snap Suplex before floating over for the cover.
ONE . . TWO . . KICK OUT!
"OneTwoThree!" shouts Jake as he looks up at the referee, very frustrated with not being able to put the tenderized Wyvern. Jake picks up Wyvern which prompts Wyvern to score with a right hand to Jake's gut. Wyvern continues to pummel Jake with a series of rights and lefts and the crowd is beginning to get on his side once again. Wyvern gets Jake on the ropes and whips him off before scoring with a overhead belly to belly suplex. Jake is tossed across the ring, and Wyvern returns to his feet, trying to shake off the effects of the attack earlier and this match. Jake gets to his feet by the ropes and Wyvern charges toward him before clotheslining him over the top rope to a huge pop from the crowd. Jake stumbles backwards and bumps the back of his head into the ring barrier while Wyvern takes this time he has to recover inside of the ring. Keiji begins to count Jake out and by the count of 5 Jake slowly hops back onto the apron, but before he can enter the ring Wyvern meets him. Wyvern hits Jake with a vicious right hands which sends Jake reeling off the apron, but Jake fights back with a hard forearm to Wyvern's jaw. Wyvern stumbles backwards a bit, but returns with an even harder right hand that can be heard around the arena which knocks Jake for a loop. Luckily Jake manages to hold onto the ropes to keep him on the apron and he changes up his offense and shoulder thrusts Wyvern in the abdomen.
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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:43:12 GMT -5
Wyvern holds his gut in pain and Jake slingshots over the ropes and rolls up Wyvern in a Sunset Flip but Wyvern uses the momentum to roll himself backwards and he grabs the legs of Jake to hook in the Deus Ex Machina. He tries to get Jake's legs laced around his but Jake begins to thrash around and finally he kicks Wyvern off of him. Wyvern is thrown into the ropes and as he comes off, Jake rolls him up in a Small Package.
ONE . . TWO . . THR- KICK OUT!
Jake is absolutely livid when Wyvern manages to free himself and he begins to threaten Keiji. Jake backs Keiji up into a corner and Wyvern picks himself up and connects with a bulldog on Jake. Jake flops over on his back and now Wyvern looks for the Lionsault but Jake manages to roll out of the way. Luckily Wyvern lands on his feet, but he may have jammed his knee in the way down. Jake hops up to his feet and bounces off the ropes and scores a Corkscrew Scissors Kick on Wyvern. Wyvern goes head first into the mat and he rolls over from the middle of the ring onto his back. Jake dives over to Wyvern and hooks his leg.
ONE . . TWO . . TH- NO!
Wyvern's leg manages to get his foot on the bottom rope and Jake goes absolutely nuts now. Jake throws a tantrum in the ring, and now he goes to the outside and slides two chair into the ring. Keiji begins to scream at Jake and then goes to toss both chairs out of the ring, but with the distraction Jake exposes the top turnbuckle. Jake now pulls Wyvern by the turnbuckle and sets him up for the Slingshot. Jake slingshots Wyvern, but like a cat Wyvern hops up on the middle turnbuckle. Jake is oblivious to this whole move, and once he turns around. Wyvern hops off the top rope and turns in mid-air to hit a Sunset Flip. Wyvern stacks up Jake and Keiji counts.
ONE . . TWO . . THREE!
Phillip: And the winner of this match, Wyvern!
"Trip Like I Do" sounds through the PA system one more time tonight and the crowd goes absolutely bonkers for Wyvern's win. Wyvern rolls out under the bottom rope before he can be caught by Jake and Keiji meets him at the mouth of the entrance ramp to raise his arm in triumph. Wyvern smiles as his arm is raised but quickly goes back to holding the back of his neck from that last move that Jake hit. Jake is livid in the ring and continues to throw a tantrum before we fade out.
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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:43:49 GMT -5
Segment: This...Is....YOUR LIFE! (Credit: Latino/BK)
As the segment opens up we get a huge shot of the crowd before "Don't Get Carried Away" by Busta Rhymes sounds through the speakers. The crowd is definitely split down the middle on reaction, but London doesn't pay too much mind because he's got other things on his mind. Still in his ring attire for his match tonight, he enters the ring and grabs the mic from Philip before sending him out the ring.
BK: Ladies and Gentlemen, the man I am about to call out has been with ACW from the start of it all. He has faced nearly every superstar on the roster, and before this year he believed he was going to go down as the greatest superstar never to become World Champion. Then at Fallen Heroes, he won the right to go onto the main event of Omega Effect - and there - he defeated his wife to become the ACW Heavyweight Champion. I think you all know who I am talking about, he's the one, the only, ACW Heavyweight Champion - Latino!
"Oye" by Pitbull sounds through the speakers and the reaction from the crowd is simply electric. As Latino steps onto the stage, also attired for his match later tonight, he holds up his belt over his head to even bigger pop from the crowd. While he does this, the camera cuts to BK London's expression and it's simply one of admiration for his on-and-off tag team partner. Latino steps into the ring and requests a mic from Phillip, which is granted. He turns to BK London and BK stares at him from across the ring with a smirk on his face.
Latino: Alright, you've managed to call me out before my match against Sarin tonight. So, what do we have going on here? More insults? More punches? What is it?
BK: None of the sort Latino. You see, over this weekend I managed to find your phonebook - and I decided to make a few calls to a few friends.
Latino: Amigos? Friends?
BK: Yessir, you see because Latino, THIS.....IS.....YOUR LIFE!
On that cue, on the side of the stage an entire Mariachi band slowly rises from a compartment door under the stage to the top of the stage playing some very melodic Spanish music. BK looks up and now blue, red, and white confetti and balloons drops down from the ceiling. While flattered, Latino is appalled by this surprised celebration.
Latino: OOOOH I see! I see! This is....this is my life? Isn't that special...and I see you have a damn Mariachi band for amusement? Hold on let me count them, because I really like this.
Latino pulls the microphone from his lips and stares over at the Mariachi band standing at the entrance. He starts pointing at each one as he silently counts the band members one by one. Once he's satisfied that he has the right number he quickly turns around to London.
Latino: You got me FIVE Mariachis?
BK: Well thank you Count von Count.
Latino: Oh my god, thank you. Hey! Pendejos...I mean amigos! Come here. Si, todo!
The Mariachi members start walking down slowly as a couple of them give a little wave to the crowd. Latino pushes the ropes down as he lets them enter the ring giving them a smile and nod. Once all five men are in the ring, Latino starts walking around them and then stops at the guitarist.
Latino: That, that is a great guitar. How about you let me play a little...music? It's ok. Es tambien, Es tambien, yo toque.
The guitarist hands Latino over his instrument. Latino then hands BK his microphone as he grabs the guitar and starts holding it for a few seconds. He starts to play a few notes and then suddenly starts playing the beats faster until the beats and melodies start to become very recognizable. After a few seconds, Latino starts to sing the words to the song.
Latino: ...Para bailar la bamba! Para bailar la bamba! Se neces-
* SMASH *
Latino: El Kabong bitches!
The camera zooms back as the guitarist is laid out on the floor with his intrustrement wrapped around his face. The other four members are surprised by this and slowly start backing away as Latino continues to talk some more in Spanish.
Latino: Mira! Get out of here and take your little friend with you!
BK: Well that's no way to treat your little friends...
The Mariachi band quickly leaves the ring as Latino throws the remnants of the guitar down the entranceway. He then turns back towards London and grabs his wrist that holds his microphone.
Latino: I'm not Mexican maricon! ...Now can I go now or is there anyone else from my past that you want to bring out?
BK (pulling his arm away from Latino): Well there's a few left and I think I've got someone that will cheer you up. Everyone welcome Latino's old wrestling trainer...Carlos Laureano!
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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:44:18 GMT -5
Carlos walks down to the ring as Latino's old "Viva La Raza" plays in the background for him. He gives a modest wave to all the fans as they return with a just a modest pop. Latino looks completely shocked to see this as he opens the ropes for his mentor and trainer. Once he is in the ring, Carlos asks for the microphone.
Carlos: This is a momentous sight to see mi'ijo! I knew that one day you would become a World Champion and to see this.
Latino lets a broad smile creep over his face as he hears the compliments. Then suddenly the young champion is pulled into reality when he feels a large sting.
* SLAP *
Latino: What the hell!?
Carlos: But you're getting sloppy!
Carlos starts moving towards Latino and he can't help but step backwards like a child would do with a father. Carlos slaps Latino again and once more as he continues to talk half in Spanish and half in English.
Carlos: Mira muchacho you're getting slow and sloppy! I see you every week! Now get down on that ring mat and give me 50 push-ups!
Latino: What! I dd-
* SLAP *
Carlos: Ahora!
Latino is about to speak out but figures it's best not do so. He slowly gets down on his knees as he looks back at his old trainer and then starts to do push ups one by one. As he reaches twenty, Latino slows down and suddenly feels a kick on his stomach.
Carlos: Did I tell you to slow down!? Look at you!
BK: Come on tubby!
Latino: Hey, come on! Lay off Carlos!
Carlos: That's it I'm taking off my belt!
BK: Whoa! Whoa! No one needs to see that! Now Senor Laureano, thank you for stopping by but we need to move on with the segment. So if you could please step aside.
Latino: Dios Mios, thank you.
BK: Now let's bring out Mama Laureano....Latino's Grandmother!
Latino: Oh fuck no!
Latino's Grandmother, Rosa Laureano, doesn't wait for any music as she hurriedly walks down to the ring. Latino at first tries to open the ropes for her but she slaps him in the back of the head and pushes him back. She then snatches the microphone away from BK and then turns towards her grandson.
Rosa: Mira nieto!
Latino tries to talk.
* SLAP *
Rosa: No diga nada!
Latino: Dammit that hur-
* SLAP *
Latino: Alright! Alright!
Rosa: Escuchame gordito! Why haven't you come visit me! I see you on the television every week but you can't come visit tu abuela!?
Latino: Abuela, I've just be-
Rosa: Callate la boca!
BK snatches the microphone from Rosa's hand and turns towards Latino. The champion starts shaking his head as he knows that was definitely the wrong thing to do. BK doesn't notice this as he starts talking. Latino slowly takes a step back as he decides it's best to leave the ring.
BK: Thank you! Thank you! That's all we have for tonight! I'd like to thank Mrs. Rosa and Carlos for coming down.
BK turns around and is about to receive a big slap in the face by Rosa but Latino pulls BK back. She misses and BK takes it as his cue to leave the ring. Latino and BK both quickly leave the ring as the camera focuses back on Rosa and the show cuts to commercial.
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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:44:39 GMT -5
Segment: Slap in the Face (Credit: Sarin / Yoko)
Lying serenely on her back, Yoko shifts slightly on the couch, content to stare peacefully at the top of Sarin's head, resting comfortably on her flat tummy. She reaches down to play with Sarin's hair, reveling in its soft texture. Sarin grunts quietly in her sleep, arms wrapped securely around Yoko's waist. Bliss.
Like all good things, this relaxing moment must come to an end. Yoko checks her watch: Sarin's match is close at hand, and Yoko is fully cognizant of how important Sarin's yoga routine is before a big match. She nudges her gently, smiling as her eyes flutter open.
Sarin: Wha time izzit?
Yoko: Time for your warmup. Up you get.
Yoko stands up, as does her partner, who immediately gets into position to begin her routine. Breathing in, breathing out, always concentrating on the breath.
Yoko: So...world champion, huh?
Sarin: Yup, that's right.
Yoko: Honestly, the only thing that could get to you in this match is the prestige of the title...don't let it intimidate you, and you'll be golden.
Sarin nods briefly before breaking out in a small fit of giggles.
Yoko: Huh?
Sarin: Well, it's not even for the title...
Yoko jumps back in shock.
Yoko: You refused the title shot? On purpose?
Sarin: Shocking, huh?
Yoko pauses for a moment before answering.
Yoko: Actually, no. It makes perfect sense.
Sarin's eyebrows raise in interest.
Sarin: Please, enlighten me.
Yoko brushes a strand of hair away from her face, tucking it behind her ear. She flops backwards onto the couch again, getting her words straight.
Yoko: I view it as the ultimate slap in the face.
Sarin: Whoa, really?
Yoko: Yes. You know you can wipe the mat with Latino. You've known it since day one. Yet, you don't even care about the title. All you care about is proving to everyone how much you absolutely dominate. And by challenging Latino to a non-title match, you're implying that he's so beneath you, winning the title from him will mean next to nothing.
Sarin faces the wall, thoroughly stunned.
Sarin: Wow...
Yoko: Yup. I have you all figured out, Sarin Rossi.
Sarin: Actually, I just thought holding the World Title now wouldn't be very nice, when Latino's had such a short reign.
Yoko slides off the couch, her head clashing on the floor roughly.
Yoko: Sarin, I love you. But you're too damn nice.
Sarin: I know. I should like, low-blow him or something after the match.
Yoko: Er...do what you gotta do...
Sarin giggles, bending all the way backwards in a Matrix fashion, leaving Yoko to stare on in wonderment at her unnatural flexibility...and kindness.
End Segment.
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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:45:00 GMT -5
Welcomed (I Think) (Credit: V-3) We now see V-3 walking down the halls of ACW backstage. There is a look in his eyes that suggest he has a purpose for coming back. I mean, why else would he come back?
V-3: HEY! 004! Long time no see bro.
004: Wussup bro? Its been a while. Still talking to God and Satan? Ha ha.
V-3: Not anymore. They got really annoying after a while. I can give you their number if you want.
004: Uh... thats ok. I'm good.
V-3: Hey, I gotta get a move on. Catch up with ya later bro ok?
004: Aiight bro. Good seeing ya.
V-3 keeps goin on down the hall. He runs into another familiar face, BK London.
V-3: Hey BK, I'm back bro.
BK: You left? When was that?
V-3: Uh, good talkin to you too BK. I'll seeya.
V-3 Shakes his head as he continues down the hallway. He again runs into another familiar face.
V-3: Hey Rena. How you been girl?
Rena: Did I say you can talk to me grease monkey?
V-3: Ok. I'm jus gonna walk away and assume PMS. Catch ya later baby.
Rena scoffs as he walks away. Turning the corner, he runs into Jonny Spade.
V-3: Hey, sorry there Jonny. Been a while.
Jonny: Yea.
V-3: It was good running into you, but I gotta run somewhere else. I'll talk to ya later.
Jonny: Ok.
He continues down the hall givin a short wave to Jonny.
V-3: *thinking* Damn. This is a really big place. How many people have I run int--
His thought was cut off as he runs into the ACW Champ himself, Latino.
V-3: Hey Latino. Congrats on the win at OE.
He says that as he continues down the hall.
Latino: Hola chico. Thanks.
It seems like he's on his way towards the lockerroom and was about to enter until he ran into some people he doesnt know.
Ben Drinkin': Hey.
Afternoon: Whats up?
V-3: Don't know you, but hey, gotta go.
He goes into the locker room with one final thought...
V-3: Damn that was a crowded hallway. Jesus. *barely audible sining* They see me rollin, they hatin, patrollin and tryina catch me ridin' dirty, tryna catch me ridin' dirty, tryna catch me ridin' dirty, tryna catch me ridin' dirty...
Fade out.
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Post by Wyvern on Aug 10, 2006 15:45:32 GMT -5
Match 6: Latino vs. Sarin (Credit: Latino)
Phillip: Ladies and Gentlemen this next match is scheduled for one fall and is a non-title match. Introducing first from Agra, India....and weighing in at 117 lbs while standing at 5'6.....She is one half ACW Tag Team Champion......Sarin!
Sarin receives a huge pop from the crowd as she appears on the ramp to the upbeat music of "Lady." She waves happily to her many fans and admirers, slapping the outstretched hands of the people closest to the runway. She cheerfully climbs the steps to the apron and enters the ring via a lady-like bend between the bottom ropes. Sarin continues to pump up the crowd with a skywards finger point, and several more cheerful waves, even dancing a bit to her entrance music.
Phillip: And her opponent....hailing from New York City, New York...and weighing in at 242 lbs while standing at 5'9.......The ACW World Champion.......Latino!
A strong Hispanic female accent suddenly comes over the speakers as she says, "oOoOoOoOoOOoOoOoOoO LA-TINO!" The crowd stands up with a thunderous pop as Latino emerges from the backstage area. The curtains drape over his shoulders and holds up both arms as he hears the beats to “Oye” by Pitbull. His body moves to the beats and Latino slaps his chest repeatedly as he walks down the entranceway. He slaps hands with many of the fans in the front row and then jumps onto the steel steps just as he reaches them. He then steps between the ropes entering the ring in one full swift motion. He then climbs the nearby turnbuckle and spreads his arms again as the fans continue to cheer madly.
* The Bell Rings *
Latino and Sarin stand opposite one another in the ring as the sounds from the bell echoes through the arena. The fans seem to be split on the two superstars but a slight edge goes to Latino. A few fans start chanting "LATINO! LATINO! LATINO!" while others chant out "SARIN! SARIN! SARIN!" Soon the chants start mixing together until it becomes difficult to understand just what they are exactly saying. The champion starts doing a little shimmy shake as he garners a big response from the fans. Sarin looks back clearly not impressed by this as she quickly just lunges at Latino and knees him in the stomach, catching him off guard. Latino stumbles back but smirks at this as he grabs his stomach. He then stands up with a slight nod and then lunges back at Sarin. She dodges the advance, letting Latino to run straight into the ropes. He bounces off and then leaps at Sarin from behind as he knocks her down bulldog. Sarin's face hits the mat but she's phased by that attack as much as Latino was phased by the kick. She rolls over and is back on her feet in seconds. As she turns around, both Latino and her are face to face. They stop and then take a few steps back. It's clear they already know one another's move set and style due to the already many battles they have had in the ring.
The fans are cheering once again for the two wrestlers as they slowly circle one another in the middle of the ring. Latino reaches down trying to grab a body part of Sarin but she swiftfully moves back. Latino nods once again as it's clear to him this will not be the easiest of battles. He continues to circle once again until both competitors lock up in a grapple in the middle of the ring. Both Latino and Sarin move up and down like a teeter tot as they work for control. After what seems like seconds, Latino gains some control and whips Sarin into the ropes. He follows her and as she reaches the ropes grabs her from behind and lifts her up with a German suplex. The back of Sarin's neck slams into the mat and Latino quickly rolls to the side as he releases Sarin. She grabs the back of her but still gets up. Latino waits for her and quickly gives her a dropkick to the face knocking her back a couple steps. He then runs to the ropes and springboards off the middle rope with another dropkick to Sarin. The tag champ ducks and watches as Latino falls onto the ring mat. He rolls over a couple times as Sarin now plans her next move. Sarin looks as if a light bulb has lit in her head. She climbs the buckles one by one until she reaches the top. She points up skyward and waits as Latino gets up to his feet. He turns around and Sarin leaps off with the Rinicanrana. She locks her ankles around Latino's head and as she goes down to flip him Latino grabs Sarin and with the sound of the impact one would think she was powerbombed through the ring mat. Sarin looks sandwiched as her back is flat and her legs are up. Latino quickly goes for the pin and he reaches up and holds her arms down. The Referee slides onto the mat and makes the count. . . . ONE! . . . TWO! . .
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