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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 1, 2007 17:04:16 GMT -5
Segment: An Explanation (Credit: XS3)
As the crowd settles in after a raucous night of action thus far, the sound of Stone Sour's "Inhale" enters the arena and XS3 appears from the back, appreciating the cheers of the audience. He in his street clothes after having a nice match with Jeff Cassidy and he pounds his chest, pointing to the fans that got him back into ACW. XS3 high-fives a couple fans on his way to the steps, which he walks up. He points to some more fans on the apron then enters the ring through the first and second ropes. XS3 then jumps onto the second rope and raises his left arm in the air before hopping down and asking for a mic. He gets one and his music dies down.
XS3: "Okay, I know that some of you are questioning about a woman named 'Joanna G'. Well, ladies and gentlemen, settle in because it's time I told you what my deal with her is."
The crowd listens in closely.
XS3: "When I met my first wife, Kelly Garland, back in January 2003, Joanna was there to make one thing clear: if I treated her sister with any disrespect, I'd pay for it dearly. For the six months we were dating, I did not threaten, abuse or make anything sour in our relationship. Joanna seemed approved with our relationship and she allowed us to marry. With the marriage, I became a father for the first time in my life. I looked after her two children, Samantha and Kira, like they were my life."
The look on XS3's face turns into a sour one and he looks down at the canvas for a split second before turning back to the fans.
XS3: "And for the three months we were married, drugs came into play and she used them. Anything she could do to get cocaine, she would do it. I got increasingly angry with her as were the girls so enough was enough and I divorced her. I got custody of Samantha and Kira and weeks later, she passed away from heart failure. We went to her funeral and from what I was told, the last thing Kelly said about me was that she was sorry."
You can hear XS3's voice becoming a bit raspy with these words, almost as if he was going to break down in the middle of the ring.
XS3: "But apparently, Joanna didn't take it too well and she's been after me ever since. I've tried explaining it to her but she just refused to listen. All of my efforts to clarify my past have been in vain. I hope that now she's in ACW, I can make my intentions clear…"
However, the crowd is heard booing and XS3 can see why: William Charles Wilcox, the agent of Thunderkiss, makes his way from the back and heads down the ramp, looking at XS3 with a look of business. He walks up the steps and enters the ring. He gets a mic from a stagehand.
Wilcox: "Heh, real cute story there. But news flash: that was the past and this is the present. So get your head out of the past for one second because my client, Thunderkiss, has issued a challenge to you, XS3."
XS3 cocks his head to one side, seemingly interested in what Wilcox has to say.
Wilcox: "He will give you the full details next week but Thunderkiss wants you in a match to take place at the upcoming Bloody Valentine pay-per-view. Now you can be a man and accept this match or you can walk away from what your future holds in store for you."
The fans boo Wilcox's words as he allows XS3 to speak for himself. XS3 has a small smirk on his face as he raises the mic to his mouth.
XS3: "William Charles Wilcox… right, I get what the name's all about."
Some laughter can be heard from the fans.
XS3: "Well, this whole thing with Joanna is just getting stranger. I don't know why she would align herself with TK. Whatever the circumstances, you can give this little message to TK, all right?"
And with that, XS3 drops the mic and makes a dash towards Wilcox, nearly knocking him out of his shoes with the Shadow Step. The crowd cheers the fact that Wilcox just got speared, seemingly making this situation more hostile. "Inhale" hits and XS3 exits the ring and walks backwards up the ramp, chuckling at the fallen Wilcox.
Fade out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 1, 2007 17:04:57 GMT -5
Segment: My Prognosis (Credit: Wyvern)
The Alphatron flickers for a moment, before cutting to what is becoming a much more commonplace sight, Wyvern with an interview with Kevin Anderson.
Kevin: Wyvern, congratulations on your team’s victory last Saturday at Rangarok.
Wyvern: Thank you, Kevin. I appreciate your mentioning of the success of the Senatorial Stable.
Kevin: You’re welcome. During the match, who would have thought that you and Sean Nichols would have to fend off three people? On top of that, looking back a few months, who would have thought you and Nichols could have even co-existed? What are your thoughts?
Wyvern: Kevin, when it came down to 2 on 3, Nichols and me went into overdrive. During the time we were “Technically Superior”, Nichols and I developed strategies, although due to the lack of cohesiveness at the time, they didn’t get implemented the way we had hoped. Nevertheless, we rediscovered those strategies during the course of the match, and as a result we overcame the odds. As for our troubles in the past, like I’ve said before, are completely by the wayside. Sure, we might not see eye-to-eye on how we deal with things, but nevertheless we’re eye-to-eye in terms of respect and honor. I think that speaks volumes in itself.
Kevin: Very well. Unfortunately, the Senatorial Stable went 1 for 4 on Saturday. What are your thoughts on this?
Wyvern: Everyone has his or her unfortunate moments. For the stable, Saturday wasn’t a shining moment for us. Despite me being the only Senatorial Stable member to emerge victorious or not be eliminated, I feel that Saturday was disappointing for us. Not disappointing in the over-achieving sense, rather the sense of how much effort we had applied and how we fell just short of going 4 for 4. I’m saddened with Freeman’s loss of the Entertainment title, but I’m proud of how he carried it into Ragnarok, just like how I did the same for the New Breed back in ’05. Rattlesnake performed extremely well in his match, but if he were with Senatorial Stable members in that match instead, I’m here to tell you his great effort wouldn’t have been in vain. And finally, Scott came within a breath of hoisting the World Title into the air. It’s painful to see someone with that much competitive fire and motivation be turned back, but I truly hope that he doesn’t lose that hunger for the gold. Chance got lucky with his victory that night, and personally, I feel Scott solidified himself as a top performer here in the ACW with that remarkable effort. I knew he had it in him, now everyone knows. So, despite our lumps, Kevin, I think the Senatorial Stable did a fantastic job, and we’ll only get better from here on out.
Kevin: Very optimistic response, it’s quite a deviance from usual responses, but hey, anything can change. So, with your impressive victories as of late, what are your feelings on keeping this run alive?
Wyvern: I’m very pleased with what my hard work has brought upon me so far in 2007. Although, I can’t get complacent with what I’ve accomplished so far, but we’ve already touched on that subject. I’m looking to test more techniques out in the ring whenever I can, and I hope the ones that help me succeed stay around, while the techniques that don’t get thrown out. I’m not close-minded – I expect shortcomings to happen sooner or later, but nevertheless I’m VERY pleased with the results I’ve attained so far, and I strive to keep the efforts up.
Kevin: Any closing comments?
Wyvern: Nothing really, except for to watch out ACW, because I’m back and better than ever! EXPECT THE UNEXPECTED!
End segment, as the feed cuts to commercial.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 1, 2007 17:05:14 GMT -5
Match 4: Thunderkiss vs. Conquistador #1 (Credit: Rena)
The match began already with a huge pop and entertaining before the match had begun, through the entrance of Thunderkiss. The entrance of Conquistador #1’s excitement did drop quite a bit due to lack of knowledge who exactly the man was. Though the crowd believed a complete physical re-shaping to Conquistador complements of Mr. Thunderkiss was in order, The unknown enigma showed a few tricks up his sleeve, countering Thunderkiss’s hammerlock and applying an acrobatic armbar to the ACW hopeful. This quick and painful maneuver was broken, however, with a nice twist around by Thunderkiss with a well performed fireman carry, sans gutbuster. Thunderkiss moved downwards to create a pinned position, but the quick conquistador slid himself from underneath Thunderkiss’ body and gave him a quick spinning kick to the temple. With this powerful star swinging him self around the ring from the blow, Conquistador hopped up on Thunderkiss’ shoulders to complete a hurricanrana pin. This move, though tactical, only received one count before Thunderkiss literally throwing Conquistador off his body.
The crowd grows in hype as the Entertainment guru gets up and raises his angry fist towards Conquistador. Conquistador begins to run towards him, but is picked up by Thunderkiss, signally for the Heaven’s Door (military press slam), though once again Conquistador’s agility allowed him to break from the height, swinging his entire body around to do a headscissor takedown. Conquistador begins to climb the top rope on the downed opponent, but by the time he completed the climb Thunderkiss had already got up and caught air of Conquistador’s plans. Thunderkiss threw his body on the ropes to create a ripple on the top rope, causing Conquistador to lose his balance and fall down against the turnbuckle. Thunderkiss looked over and climbed on top of Conquistador’s body to do a corner 10 punch, much to the excitement and approval to the fans.
As Conquistador’s body completely crumpled against the turnbuckle after Thunderkiss’ punches, the thunder struck. Thunderkiss grabbed Conquistador by the head, only to have an armbar takedown applied against him. This little move allowed the Conquistador to recover and climb the ropes once again. As Thunderkiss began to recover, Conquistador connected with a spinning kick from the top ropes, almost getting a 3 count. Angering Thunderkiss was the downfall for this newcomer, as almost immediately after the close-loss for thunderkiss allowed him the strength to complete the Five Moves of Doom (Box Office Smash (Polish hammer), Fall Forward Scoop Slam, Flexing Elbow Drop (Thunderkiss flexes his biceps over his opponent and calls out "This is the Thunder" & then drops down with an elbow screaming "And this is the Kiss"!), Heaven's Door, A Senton Drop Pin), allowing for the three count, confirming Thunderkiss’ triumph over the Conquistador.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 1, 2007 17:05:47 GMT -5
Segment: The price is right (Credit: Freeman)
The camera moves around the arena, as fans scream and shout, hoping to get on TV. It’s silent for a moment, and the fans are waiting for whatever match is next. It seems however that it’s not actually a match that will be next…as “Ugly” by The Exies plays on the speakers. The fans boo, as they know who is about to enter the arena. It is the FORMER Entertainment Champion, Jason Freeman. Some fans are booing, and some fans are laughing at his now empty waist. In any case, most fans seem actually confused when out from the curtain behind him steps Joey Reynolds, an ACW referee.
Freeman walks down the ramp, motioning for Reynolds to follow him They walk down the ramp, Reynolds looking a bit unsure of himself, but it seems that they both have a purpose. Freeman climbs up to the apron, and motions towards the ring, as Reynolds follows him. Freeman motions towards Phillip also, who looks confused, as he is told to get into the ring by Freeman. Freeman waits until both officials have entered, and then his music dies down. He closes his eyes and absorbs the crowds boos, not seeming to be too worried about it. There is a bit of silence, as the fans wonder what’s taking him so long. They eventually realize that he is waiting for them to be quiet, and while they don’t want to comply with him, they are a bit curious on why Reynolds would be in the ring, and why Phillip had to enter also.
Freeman: Well, I know that all you fans are probably enjoying this sight. I don’t have my title belt. I…
Freeman slowly shakes his head and sighs, as the inevitable cheers come at this statement. Freeman obviously expected this and doesn’t seem bothered.
Freeman: Yeah, well, about that. We have some stuff to talk about here tonight. I would like to revisit my match with Spade at Ragnarok. It was a good contest between the two of us, and was evenly matched. I still consider myself superior to him, but he put up a nice fight. And then it ended. He leaped off the top rope, and hit me with a devastating lungblower. I will admit it hurt. But….on that matter, I would like to show you some footage of the match in question.
The fans seem a bit happy about this, as it is obvious some of them didn’t see the PPV, and want to see what went down. Freeman points up to the alphatron as it instantly flickers and shows the clip of the match. It is at the ending few minutes, and Freeman talks over the footage
Freeman: Oh, there, he is climbing the turnbuckle, and watch carefully because we’re not doing this that many times…okay?
Spade jumps and hits the move, and Freeman instantly shouts out
Freeman: Okay, okay, that’s enough! Now, guys, did you see that? Did you see that??!!
The fans seem confused as to what he’s referring, and Freeman is grinning like a madman. It’s not a happy grin, it’s a cocky grin. A “I’ve been waiting for this moment” type of grin. And the fans aren’t liking it. They don’t know where this is going but they definitely aren’t liking it. At this point, Freeman pulls out a piece of paper from his pocket. He holds it up.
Freeman: I have here a piece of the official ACW rules. And I would like to tell you what it says
Freeman grins and speaks slowly. Slowly and deliberately. Making sure every single fan takes every single bit of it in.
Freeman: It states under time limits, that there is a five count limit on top of the turnbuckle. The turnbuckle is technically illegal, and any more than five seconds should technically result in a disqualification. I want you to rewatch the footage.
The footage plays again. Jonny is on top of the turnbuckle, he poses for a minute, and waits for Freeman to get up…and he jumps…but if you count…it is JUST after the five second mark. The footage stops before the move continues.
Freeman: Okay, now I assume you MUST have seen that? Five seconds. There is also a clause in the rules that states that the decision of a match CAN be reversed before the end of the next televised show after the match takes place. Now this is of course at the referee’s disgression, and I have brought the ref of our match out here, and he has something to say.
Joey Reynolds goes over to Phillip and whispers to him, and Freeman hands Phillip the microphone. The fans boo, and Phillip takes it, looking confused, but knowing he has no choice to do what he is asked.
Phillip: Um…uh…well…because of Jonny staying on the turnbuckle for over the five second limit….the referee has decided to…reverse the decision…and your winner by disqualification…and…um…STILL….ACW Entertainment Champion….Jason…..Freeman….
The fans boo, as they can’t believe that Freeman would keep the title after that. Nobody is ever disqualified for turnbuckle moves, and everybody in the arena knows it. Freeman obviously knows it too, but he doesn’t seem to care. Phillip leaves the ring as the boos flood in. Freeman shrugs and begins to talk
Freeman: So it seems we have had a little misunderstanding. I am still the champion. In fact, I have BEEN the champion since Saturday. Jonny? Your little reign these past few days? Don’t think it was only a five day reign. Oh, no. That would be wrong. You see, your little reign didn’t even EXIST. Those five days don’t even count in the record books. I am the champion and have been since January 4th of this year.
The fans are booing even more now…Freeman gives them a mock confused look as if he has no idea what the heck they are booing about…obviously just to annoy them.
Freeman: So Jonny, I don’t want the belt from Ginger…I don’t want some official to hand it back to me. I want YOU to do it. I want to see YOU give me my belt back. So Monday, on Warfare, in this very ring, you will meet me face to face. You will then hand my belt to me. You will then leave, knowing that you were NOT the Entertainment Champion. You are nothing but a cheater.
Joey Reynolds leaves the ring, and the fans begin to direct the boos at him…Freeman smiles once again. Some fans begin to yell at Reynolds, asking him why he did this. Freeman overhears this and looks over to the fans who said it.
Freeman: As for WHY this happened? Well…let’s just say…there are certain ways to….persuade people…
The crowd gradually begins to come the realization of exactly what made Reynolds suddenly change his decision, and they are definitely not happy with it. Freeman doesn’t mind. He just says.
Freeman: Well, anyways, I am leaving the arena now, but remember Jonny. Enjoy the belt for the weekend. You won’t be touching it for a long time.
With these words, Jason Freeman….who apparently IS the Entertainment Champion, walks out of the ring to his music. He ignores the jeering fans, and he just leaves, knowing that this is a victory for him. His music continues to play as he walks backstage. The camera fades out to the continuous sound of boos.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 1, 2007 17:06:42 GMT -5
Segment: Exposed (Credit: AK)
The opening shot of the next segment is strange; it’s almost as if there’s something wrong with the camera, for the picture is dazzlingly white. As the seconds pass, however, the shot pulls back and the cause of the whiteness is shown to be some kind of fabric. As the shot reaches its full extent, the fans can see that they’re looking at what seems to be a folded pile of clothing.
Someone comes into view, and is instantly recognizable; some of the crowd boos, but others among the audience are quieter, having noticed that all is not as they would have expected it to be.
Alicia is looking about as well as you would expect of someone who has been through a particularly grueling experience less than a week previously. The scars across her neck and arms are healing up, though it’s more than likely that those across her back are further away from being 100%. She is wearing what looks like standard female ringwear in a simple black, with no ornamentation; a little midriff shows, but that’s all.
More striking is the fact that she has cleaned out the red streaks from her long brown hair; it actually looks pretty good now that the natural highlights show through, but it’s very different from the way Alicia has appeared on almost every ACW show since she joined the company. She picks up the pile of clothing and as a synthetic fur tail slips down to one side, the fans guess that she’s holding her now-famous costume.
She carries it a short way to her dressing table, where there is a plain storage box. Carefully, she places the clothing inside it, and runs a hand over the soft fabric, before turning to a small, cherrywood box that sits on one side of the desk. She opens it, as she has done literally hundreds of times before a match…
The silver Fox-ear headband shines brilliantly in the light, and Alicia turns it over in her hands gently. She smiles a little; it’s the sort of hokey touch that makes people roll their eyes, but secretly wish they could have a little piece of such fantasy.
As she suspected, it’s the hardest thing to let go of…
A few seconds pass, and she makes up her mind, placing the headband on top of the rest of the clothing, and then putting the lid on the storage box. There is a metal clasp, and through this Alicia slides a combination padlock, spinning the reels to seal it.
Looking upward, she sees that her match is not all that far away, and she needs to warm up; it’s going to be difficult enough for her to go out in front of thousands without the crutch of her alias, but her deliberations in the last few days have led her to realize that it’s the first step to finding the part of herself that she truly values.
Regret is a poisonous thing… it is one of the few things that can kill a Kitsune outright. Alicia doesn’t believe her inner spirit is quite dead… but it’s on the critical list. Even she isn’t sure if she’ll ever be worthy of that title in the same way again… but she’s determined to find out.
She takes one last look at the box before leaving the room; by the time she comes back, it will be on its way to some far-flung corner of the basement storage vaults. Alicia takes a deep breath, and then opens the door, unprotected by the myth that she wove for herself… and ready to try and forge a new one…
Fade.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 1, 2007 17:08:36 GMT -5
Match 5: Jake Cheng vs. Vladimir Rasputin (Credit: Nick D)
”Hero” by Divinefire blares from the PA as Jake Cheng bursts through the curtain to be greeted by raucous cheers from the crowd.
Phillip Jones: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Making his way to the ring...from Hong Kong, China...weighing in at one hundred and ninety-six pounds...JAKE...CH-
Phillip’s intro, and Jake’s entrance, are suddenly cut short as Vladimir Rasputin barges into the scene and blindsights Jake.
Edison: What the hell? Everyone knows entering a match prematurely is DAAAAANGEROOOOOUS!
Vlad continues to club Jake across the back as he drags him toward the ring steps. Vlad then proceeds to ram Jake’s face into the steel.
McNally: Rasputin is completely out of control! What could have possibly caused him to do this?
Vlad rolls Jake into the ring and quickly follows. Before Jake can adequately recover, Vlad bends Jake forward in front of him to lock him in standing headscissors position. Vlad then hooks his arms under Jake’s and hoists him into an upside-down position in the air before dropping down into a seated position and slamming the front of Jake’s body into the mat with the Siberian Express! As if that weren’t enough, Vlad exits the ring and dismantles the ring steps. He grabs hold of the bottom portion and tosses it into the ring.
McNally: Oh my god, what could he be thinking now?
With Jake laid out on his back, Vlad raises the steps high into the air, only to slam it straight down onto Jake’s knee!
Edison: Good lord! It certainly wouldn’t take me by surprise if Jake’s fibula is completely powder by now.
The impact of steel on flesh is deafening as it booms throughout the arena. As equally blood-curdling are Jake’s cries of agony. As a torrent of boos rain down upon him, Vlad stares intently at a job well done. He doesn’t so much as even blink until BK London comes charging in from the back and chases him out of the ring. BK doesn't pursue and opts to tend to his tag partner. A pack of medics come in and begin attending to Jake. Fade out with a close-up of Jake, his face contorted in pain as he is loaded onto a stretcher…
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 1, 2007 17:09:03 GMT -5
Segment: “To Break a Man” (Credit: The Ultimate Male)
[Earlier tonight, XS3 responded to Thunderkiss’ challenge by knocking his agent, William Charles Wilcox, flat on his back. Needless to say, that doesn’t sit well with Thunderkiss – and the whole locker room knows it as he is on a rampage backstage to find the man responsible. Everyone who is smart is getting out of his way. Unfortunately for one ACW Staffer, he’s not quick enough..]
Thunderkiss: WHERE IS HE?!
ACW Staffer: Who?!
Thunderkiss: XS3!
ACW Staffer: Locker room 15! Locker room 15!
Thunderkiss: Nobody touches Wilcox… NOBODY!
[Thunderkiss drops the ACW employee to the ground and quickly heads in XS3’s direction. Behind him Joanna G bends down and blows the distraught ring crew member a kiss goodbye. Within moments the rage that is known as Thunderkiss stands directly outside XS3’s locker room.]
Joanna G: This is it baby! Make him pay! No need to wait for a silly PPV! Break his bones NOW!
Thunderkiss: SHUT UP WOMAN!
Joanna G: ………….
[Thunderkiss gives Joanna a cold look and then turns around to the locker room door. He grabs the door handle and goes to open it but the door is locked! That matters not to T.K. for one swift kick will work as a key as far as he is concerned. However, before this action is needed, the door opens and standing there is XS3’s wife, Christine Leon-Irvine. She looks confused at the situation until she looks over and sees Joanna G. Within seconds, her look changes from confused/curious to utter distraught.]
Joanna G: Heya Bitch, where’s my kids?!
Thunderkiss: WHERE IS HE?!
Christine Leon-Irvine: Who?…?
Thunderkiss: DON’T PLAY STUPID … WHERE IS HE …?
Christine Leon-Irvine: He.. He’s away. He’s not in right now.
Thunderkiss: YOU BETTER NOT BE LYING BITCH!
Christine Leon-Irvine: Please …. Leave me alone.
Joanna G: Where are my kids! WHERE ARE THEY!
Christine Leon-Irvine: They are NOT your children, you crazy bitch! YOU TWO JUST LEAVE US ALONE!
[Christine tries to slam the door shut but TK reaches up and prevents that from happening. At the same time, Joanna leaps towards the door and tries to claw at Christine.]
Joanna G: You pissed on my FAMILY LONG ENOUGH!
[Thunderkiss reaches back and holds Joanna at bay long enough for him to get a few words in ..]
Thunderkiss: Tonight your husband did a big “no no” and he knows it. Its only a matter of time before he pays for the piper for that, you slut…
Joanna G: LET ME GO! LET ME AT HER!
Thunderkiss: SHUT THE HELL UP! DAMN! Now look Christine, I want you to give a message to XS3…
[Thunderkiss takes a moment to look up and down at Christine’s body, making her feel most uncomfortable.]
Thunderkiss: Tell him if he wants to take from me … then I’ll return the favor.
[Thunderkiss then begins to laugh as he wiggles his tounge at Christine. Disgusted, she slams the door shut as soon as Thunderkiss releases his hand from it. In better spirits, Thunderkiss turns around to confront a very pissed off Joanna…]
Joanna G: Whats a matter with you?! Why are you stopping me after you know all they have done to me!?!
Thunderkiss: That’s your problem Joanna, you’re always in a rush. You want your sisters’ children? Well then, you have to learn how to properly break a man – and I’ve been around long enough to know it won’t take minutes, hours or even days. It takes much time and commitment. Oh don’t worry my dear, you will have your children and I will have my victory over this self serving piece of shit. HOW DARE HE TOUCH ANYTHING THAT BELONGS TO ME…. Come on, let’s go!
[With those words, Thunderkiss and Joanna G leave the locker room door of XS3. The first shots have been taken tonight. Feuds come and feuds go, but one thing is for sure – when this is all said and done with, NEITHER man will be the same…]
Fade.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 1, 2007 17:09:23 GMT -5
Segment: The Great Escape (Credit: Hunter)
His eyes open slowly and he looks around him all at once, an action that he is rather used to doing. It seems to him that he can never recall the moments leading up to when he falls asleep, so naturally the instant attentiveness can be explained. After being completely content with his surroundings, and comprehending that the knocks came from behind the door, he irritably rises and walks over to it. By the show coming into the room, he can tell that there are two people, and if his guess is right, it's likely going to be Kevin Anderson (since Charlotte is afraid of him) and a cameraman. He opens the door fully, slightly startling the two men waiting for him.
Kevin: Oh, hello Mister...erm...hello, Brimstone.
If Sherlock Holmes had amnesia...
Brimstone: What do you want?
His tone of voice is snappy, and so Kevin motions for the cameraman to turn on the camera, and he does so simply enough. Kevin takes a mic from his pocket and speaks quickly, yet oddly fluently.
Kevin: Brimstone, last week at Ragnarok, you ended a terrific and engrossing match with a slew of rapid chair strikes to your opponent, Alexander Starkweather. What were the reasons behind these actions?
Brimstone's face brightens up slightly, and he chuckles.
Brimstone: I was unaware that I was obligated to give reasons, but if you want them, I can give them. It's like I told you prior to my match; I realized recently that I am not at all who I thought I was. I'm more dangerous, more cunning, and more psychotic than anyone else I can think of, and I proved that with my attack. You all heard me say how I would leave Starkweather a broken man in the ring...and I did. But I never really specified the terms that I would do this under.
He steps out of his locker room a bit more and looks into the camera.
Brimstone: I had no intention of winning the match, because everyone knows that the winner isn't always the better man. I simply wanted to show just that: that I am the better man, the more destructive man, and the more dangerous man. And given I left with my mind and body intact, and Starkweather's blood flooded the ring, I can say without any doubts whatsoever that I was the winner. But I'm far from done.
He slightly changes his footing, and then flicks the tip of his nose before continuing.
Brimstone: Tonight, naturally in that very ring, I get to face not only a veteran of the ACW ring, but a LEGEND of the ACW ring. I speak, of course, of Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune, former World Champion. She holds wins over some of the most legendary ACW wrestlers, and she is clearly one of the most important members of ACW today. So what better way to show off my strength, ability, and prowess than by beating her within an inch of her life? Starkweather was a joke as far as I'm concerned; Kitsune is regarded as immortal, and so when I strike her down I will send ACW the message it has failed to receive for so long...
He leans in closer, despite the fact that everyone can hear him no matter how close (or far away, for that matter) he is.
Brimstone: I am NOT to be fucked with. It's not fate that's keeping me away from the top spot in this company, and it certainly isn't fate that's keeping me away from the highest prize ACW can bestow on its competitors. No, it's merely chance. But eventually, the powers that be will surely give me my opportunity, and when I get it, I will cease it with all of my might and never let it go. And with that mind set, it is just a matter of time before all of ACW recognizes me as its greatest wrestler...past, present, or future.
And with that, he slams the door shut and retreats to his locker room once more, a sly smirk on his face slightly present within the thick darkness of his room. When one says something of such an extreme magnitude, it is difficult for people to believe. But if the person who is saying it believes it strongly enough, then surely it can be achieved in one way or the other. And judging by the ever present and confident smirk, Brimstone believes it. Could his dedication truly bring him to the prize that every wrestler dreams of?
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 1, 2007 17:09:52 GMT -5
Segment: Snap, Crackle, EXPLODE (Credit: BK)
As we return from commercials, ACW cameras have caught up to the pandemonium backstage with tons of paramedics, EMTS, and officials backstage as they load Jake Cheng, who is in an insurmountable of pain, into the stretcher. BK hops into the back of the stretcher with Jake and shares a few words with him.
BK: Don't worry partner, I'll meet you at the hospital I just have to go back to the locker room and get our stuff.
BK hops out the back of the ambulance as the double doors close and it drives out the parking lot area. BK lightly jogs back to the corridor area where he is met by ACW male correspondant, Kevin Anderson.
Kevin: BK! BK! Can we get a word with you?
BK probably shouldn't, he has to reach to the hospital quick to meet up with his fallen partner Jake, but something tells him to slow down. BK has had a history of eclipsing his problems with a smile, keeping his issues deep within himself, but he has learned to express his feelings. He slows down and allows Kevin to catch up with him.
Kevin: BK, Jake Cheng was just brutally assaulted by Vladimir Rasputin, what must be going through your mind in this situation?
BK lightly chuckles to himself before taking in a deep breath and makes an entire 180 emotional wise.
BK: You know Kevin, you never cease to amaze me on the stupidity of your questions. How do you think I feel? I'm PISSED. You know, I talk about how crazy ACW has become since my return, and the craziness just continues. You have Vladimir Rasputin, VLADIMIR, the man who hasn't managed to anything even significantly significant since coming to ACW except feuding with some comic book character, breaking the legs of my partner to send me a message apparrently. Why does everyone have to send me a message through beating up Jake? I mean does no one in ACW have a set of BALLS to fight me face to face? And as if I didn't have enough problems, I still have a match with Kudo Yasuda. I try to just praise him a bit, show him how much I respect him, and what does he do? Just spits on all of my positive comments toward him. Well you know what?
BK grabs the mic out of Kevin's hand and pie faces him off camera to a scattering laughter amongst the crowd.
BK: Kudo Yasuda, this Monday on Warfare, all partnerships aside, I'm going to tear you limb from limb and take your Light Heavyweight Championship in the process. Your reign will become nothing more than an etch in the history of the Light Heavyweight Championship and come Warfare, we will witness a brand...new...champion.
BK throws the mic off, and heads to his locker room absolutely heated as the scene fades out.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Segment: A Challenge (Shawn/Rattlesnake)
Shawn's Note: Color won't show up for some reason.
"This Velvet Glove" hits on the sound system and the fans quickly rise to their feet with a overwhelming chorus of boos and jeers. The negative response reaches its apex when Umeko Saito triumphantly walks out from behind the curtain with the World Title draped over her shoulder. Chance Emmerson emerges seconds behind her, and he moves as slow and as methodical as any fighting champion. He actually gets a bit of a pop, but it's barely loud enough to mention.
The click of Umeko's heels on the steel ramp signals that it's time to head for the ring. Chance follows obediently behind her with a blank stare. He appears to be completely unmoved by the fan's reaction, one way or the other. In fact, he appears to be completely unmoved by almost everything. Even Umeko's alluringly brief black dress seems to have very little of an effect on him. For all intents and purposes, he's in his own little world.
Seconds later, they're in the center of the ring. The fans' anger begins to subside as Umeko quickly gets her hand on the microphone. Even though they hate her, they are always intersted to hear what she has to say. She takes center stage like she always does, while the World Champion merely stand motionlessly behind her in his battle-worn tights.
Umeko: Is it starting to sink in yet? You've seen my Tiger work. You've seen him show time and time again that he is absolutely unequaled by anybody in ACW. He nearly crippled Kudo, and he make a complete and utter fool out of Scott Andrews at Ragnarok. How many more careers will he have to ruin before he gets your respect? Do you want to see him sent BK London back into retirment? Do you want him to drag RDK out of his self-imposed exile and rip his legend to shreds? Do you want him to show my good friend Alicia Kitsune just how far her star has fallen? Do you want him to retire "The Senator" Steve Phillips once and for all? Do you want all of this to happen!
She pauses for just a second, as a smirk creeps across her face. The fans are going absolutely irate.
Umeko: I honestly don't think you do... You know what my Tiger can do and it chills every single one of you to the bone. It's a simple fact of life. You know that nobody can beat my Tiger.
Just as Umeko says that no one can beat her Tiger, the lights in the arena flicker.
??: So no one can beat your Tiger? Does he had a definitive victory over every single ACW wrestler? You had better say no, because he's never beaten me in that ring. He's never even come close to doing so.
Umeko and Chance look around, waiting to see just who is trying to make a mockery of them at ringside. They don't see anyone until the fans start to cheer to someone walking out from the back. Those cheers quickly turn to jeers as they see that it's Rattlesnake. With his trademark grin, he starts to walk down to the ring.
Rattlesnake: You can claim to be the best ACW World Champion if you want. Hell, every other ACW World Champion can try that. But what they, and you, all fail to see is that title was never defended against me. Did Hunter do it when he was the World Champion? No. Did Alicia Kitsune do it? No...and she should have since I didn't technically pin her in the ring while she was the champion. Did Latino give me a title shot? Nope, not one from him. How about BK London? As arrogant as he truly is, not a single one. Nothing from Yoko either. And here you stand, knowing that I haven't faced you for that title.
Rattlesnake rolls into the ring and looks Chance right in the face.
Rattlesnake: No sneak attacks...no provocation. I just want that chance...Chance. I want the opportunity to fight in this ring for the top prize in ACW. If I have to get past you to get it, I will.
With that comment, Umeko whispers something to Chance and he nods. They both walk right past Rattlesnake and leave the ring. They walk to the back, ignoring Rattlesnake.
Rattlesnake: Just where in the hell are you going? I want my title match dammit!
Rattlesnake can't help but watch as Umeko and Chance exits to the back. He stands in the ring, extremely irate at what just took place. The fans all laugh at him as he leaves the ring and walks to the back.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 1, 2007 17:10:48 GMT -5
Segment: Slipping Beyond (Credit: ?)
With the typical silence and lack of activity from the titantron, the cameras decided to perform their usual stunt of panning around the arena, giving the hapless fans a chance to appear on television. However as the pathetic souls leap to their feet, showing off their work from the early hours and parading their signs, the lights promptly fade to black, and there’s another silence as they anticipate what is to arrive.
However instead of seeing another wrestler, we see another vignette, much like the one we saw earlier on in the month. We see the protagonist from the last vignettes, with the same figure and stance, and once again his entire body is silhouetted away, leaving only the colour of his outfit, which happens to be that of an army attire. The character rushes forwards, darting through bushes and avoiding perilous branches, all whilst gunfire can be heard in the background. He then pauses behind a wall, crouching over, before rushing forwards again, hearing the sound of gunshot firing behind him. He leaps into acceleration, making a last-gasp leap behind an abandoned vehicle, just as a bullet hits a fuel tank, causing an explosion to burn over the screen. An effect of the shot burning up like paper is shown, and in the background behind the paper are words in green and brown writing:
THE REVOLUTION WILL BE TELEVISED
215 HOURS 36 MINUTES 29 SECONDS
The countdown ticks forward, and slowly fades off the titantron as the lights turn back on, and the camera slowly fades into the next segment…
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 1, 2007 17:11:08 GMT -5
Match 6: Brimstone vs. Alicia Laureano (Credit: Nick D, Hunter for post-match)
The crowd is eagerly awaiting the main event… oh, no they’re not. It’s already beginning…
“Angel of Death” by Slayer hits the speakers as a single flame explodes in the center of the stage and stays alit, and no lights come on. Brimstone walks out before it wearing a large black cloak with the hood on, and he slowly extends his arms over the fire. After a few moments, he widens his arms and the fire separates on either side of him, giving him an opening to walk through. He walks down the ramp with the lights still off, having the entire scene only be lit by the flames behind him.
Phillip Jones: Ladies and gentlemen, the following is your Meltdown feature contest, and it is scheduled for one fall. Making his way to the ring...from Parts Unknown...he weighs in at two hundred and twenty-one pounds...THIS IIIIIIIIIIIS BRIMSTOOOOOOOONE!
Maxwell McNally: Good evening, folks, welcome back to tonight’s edition of Thursday Night Meltdown. Maxwell McNally and “Fast” Eddie Edison, both of us are pumped for this main event, and we hope you are as well.
Eddie Edison: As good of a show as Ragnarok was, the fallout from the pay-per-view has made for an exciting Meltdown as well, and I can only imagine it getting better as two competitors who lost their respective matches will be looking to vent out some of their frustration now.
McNally: Venting out frustration is an understatement to describe the beatdown this man laid on Starkweather after the International Title Match. If he’s still fuming over his loss, Alicia Laureano better approach this real cautiously
He enters the ring and widens his arms while facing the stage. He slowly closes his hands together, and the flames reemerge into one flame, and then that flame disappears altogether. The lights then slowly turn on, and Brimstone stands off to the side of the ring in deep concentration.
A few of the fans have been expecting a change from the usual after the earlier segment, and their prediction are confirmed as ”One Way of Life” by the Levellers hits and Alicia steps out into the spotlights. None of the usual pomp and circumstance accompanies her entrance as she merely marches toward the ring, eyes fixed solely on Brimstone. Another point of interest is her ring attire, which now closely resemble generic wrestling gear as opposed to her usual gaudy garb.
Phillip: And his opponent...from London, England...she weighs in at one hundred and thirty-seven pounds...ALICIA...LAUREAAAAANOOOOOO!
McNally: As you’ve undoubtedly noticed by now, the loss Ms. Laureano took during the Blood, Guts, and Glory Match at Ragnarok had a fairly major effect on her. It’s my humble opinion that this new, more restrained Alicia marks the beginning of a self-discovery process.
Edison: Well, the only thing I hope for is that Alicia still wrestles with the same intensity that has made her a true legend in this league.
Alicia climbs up the steps and enters the ring; the sound of booing is still heard, but the crowd seems to be aware that there is something different that goes deeper than just a change of dress. Alicia is not focused on the fans, however, and she merely stands in her corner, stretching out just slightly while waiting for referee Raymond Allen Fleming to call for the bell.
DING, DING, DING!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 1, 2007 17:11:33 GMT -5
Brimstone has been chomping at the bit for a while now and doesn’t hesitate to start it up fully blast by charging at Alicia with a lariat; however, Alicia’s superior in-ring insight allows her to see this move coming almost as soon as Brimstone thought about launching it. Alicia subsequently ducks under. Brimstone is too quick on his feet to just stop there, though, and immediately responds by twirling to face Alicia and making another run at her. This time he manages to drill her with a running dropkick that sends her reeling into the corner. Once Brimstone rolls back to his feet, Alicia is ready to make a charge of her own. Brimstone greets her by scooping her up to his side in preparation for a sidewalk slam, but Alicia uses her momentum to throw her legs up and wrap them around Brimstone’s head. She then pulls forward to flip Brimstone over in a headscissors takedown. Brimstone is quick to pop up to his feet, but Alicia is there to greet him by backing him up against the ropes. Alicia then tries to whip him into the opposing ropes, but Brimstone manages to hold on to the top rope. While Alicia’s hands are still locked around his wrists, Brimstone pulls his captured arm towards himself and tries to drag Alicia into a back elbow, but Alicia ducks under and spins around to end up behind Brimstone. Before he can turn to face her, Alicia sticks her head underneath his arm and lifts him up by the back of his legs into belly to back suplex position. Brimstone, however, uses his momentum to execute a full backflip over the top rope and in a display of amazing balance, manages to land on his feet on the apron. When Alicia turns to face him, Brimstone grabs her head and drops down to the outside, hanging Alicia’s neck onto the top rope. As Alicia stumbles backward trying to catch her breath, eventually falling down to a seated position, Brimstone slides back into the ring and runs at Alicia, hoping to slap her across the chest with a running roundhouse kick, but Alicia falls into a prostrate position just in time to watch Brimstone’s foot sail over her head. Alicia tucks in her legs and quickly kicks up to get to her feet again, but as soon as she turns to face Brimstone again, she receives a most unpleasant greeting in the form of a leg lariat from Brimstone! Brimstone covers.
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KICKOUT
Brimstone continues his assault by moving to Alicia’s feet and hooking his arm around her leg. Right before he tries to flip her over in a half Boston crab, Alicia launches her free foot straight into Brimstone’s face. This stuns Brimstone only enough for him to release Alicia. Alicia rolls backwards to end up on her feet, but by this time, Brimstone has shaken off his daze and makes another charge at Alicia, managing to knock her down with a shoulder block. As Brimstone continues running toward the ropes, Alicia rolls over into a prone position and Brimstone hops over her to continue running to the ropes. When Brimstone bounces off, Alicia grabs Brimstone by the shoulders and sticks both of her feet into Brimstone’s stomach. She then rolls backward and kicks out to take Brimstone down in a monkey flip. Alicia runs to the ropes perpendicular to Brimstone and hops onto the second rope. She flips backward in an attempt to land a moonsault, but Brimstone rolls out of the way. Luckily, Alicia tucks in her legs so that she lands on her feet. Once Brimstone gets to his feet, Alicia is totally prepared to step onto his knee and slap him across the face with an enziguri which causes him to twirl over in a half cartwheel. Alicia bounds to her feet and runs to the ropes again, once more leaping off with a springboard moonsault, this time managing to land atop Brimstone and afterward hooking the leg for a pin.
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Alicia follows up the attack by snapping on a sleeper hold; however, Alicia isn’t able to weigh Brimstone down effectively, and he manages to pull both himself and Alicia up relatively quickly. Once both competitors are back to their feet, Alicia repositions Brimstone to place him in a side headlock. This too does Brimstone counter quickly. This time, Brimstone lifts Alicia up by the back of her legs and straightens his upper body, hoping to take Alicia over in a belly to back suplex, but Alicia completes a full backflip to land on her feet. Alicia reaches in between Brimstone’s legs to roll him up into a school boy, but she forgoes the pin and instead immediately stands up again to hook her arms around Brimstone’s legs. She then turns so that her back faces the corner and falls backward to send Brimstone face-first into the turnbuckle with a slingshot. When Brimstone bounces back toward her, Alicia rolls him up in a sunset flip.
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Both competitors roll backward to end up on their feet again, but Alicia makes the first move by running at Brimstone again, but Brimstone is quick to catch her in an arm drag. Brimstone swiftly wraps his arm around Alicia’s in an attempt to apply an armbar, but before he can plant his knee into Alicia’s side, she reaches up with her free hand to grab Brimstone by the back of his neck. She then twists her body away from Brimstone, using the momentum to bring him down to the mat and subsequently flip him forward. Now with Brimstone lying on his back and Alicia on top, she repositions her arm to wrap it around Brimstone’s head. Brimstone brings his legs up and wraps them around Alicia’s head in a headscissors choke. Alicia tucks her legs in and fiercely kicks out to shake Brimstone off. Both roll back onto their feet. This time, Brimstone takes a charge at Alicia, but Alicia trips him up in a drop toe-hold. Brimstone’s face collides with the mat, and Alicia gets to her feet. She leaps into the air and tries to land a leg drop aimed for the back of Brimstone’s head, but Brimstone rolls out of the way, leaving Alicia to slam into the mat in a seated position. Before Alicia can reorient herself, Brimstone traps her in a front facelock and raises her into standing position. Brimstone then tosses her near arm over his head and hoists her up into suplex position, only to set her back down to her feet once more. Brimstone then quickly spins Alicia around and hooks his arms behind hers before falling backward to toss her back in a tiger suplex for the pin.
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KICKOUT!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 1, 2007 17:12:05 GMT -5
Brimstone glares incredulously at RAF over the ridiculously close count, but, as always, RAF sticks hard to his guns and defiantly holds up the two fingers that signify the match must go on. Brimstone pulls Alicia up to her feet and locks his arms around Alicia’s waist. Brimstone then rushes toward the ropes, pushing Alicia forward with him. Once Alicia hits the ropes, she holds fast to the top rope, but the recoil causes Brimstone to lose his grip and tumbles backward into the mat. However, Brimstone immediately rolls back onto his feet, and Alicia is there to greet him with a gamengiri attempt. But Brimstone would duck under, causing Alicia to land on her feet with her back facing Brimstone, who capitalizes on this opening by bending forward and placing his head in between her legs. Brimstone then proceeds to stand up, lifting Alicia so that she sits on his shoulders to set up for an electric chair drop, but Alicia quickly twists her body around so that she faces Brimstone with her legs wrapped around his neck and flips backward to take him over in a hurricarana. Brimstone scrambles to the corner and falls into a seated position. Alicia pursues him by lifting him to his feet and trying to whip him to the opposing turnbuckle, but Brimstone manages to turn the tide and send Alicia running to the turnbuckle. Brimstone makes a beeline for Alicia, who similarly charges to meet him as well; however, at the last possible moment, Alicia gracefully sidesteps away from Brimstone and grabs him by the arm. She pivots around and uses his momentum to sweep him off his feet and hurls him shoulder-first into the cold steel of the turnbuckle with a Spin the Bottle! Alicia pulls Brimstone out from in between the top and middle ropes and leans him against the turnbuckle. She then runs to the opposite corner, only to come sprinting back toward him. Once she gets close enough, Alicia pops into a handstand and throws both of her feet straight at Brimstone’s head in an attempt to hit the Liger Kick, but Brimstone spins out of the way! Without Brimstone to stop her momentum, Alicia’s feet shoot forward and over the top rope. As she falls upside-down back to the mat, her left foot hooks around the top spring of the turnbuckle, hanging her upside down in a tree of woe position. Brimstone makes his way to the opposing corner and takes his own run at Alicia, striking her in the face with a baseball slide! Brimstone goes for the cover.
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Alicia places her leg onto the bottom rope, forcing RAF to stop the pin count. A furious Brimstone drags Alicia to the center of the ring and hastily covers again.
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Brimstone, now more peeved than ever at Alicia’s unwillingness to stay down, snaps a front facelock on Alicia and falls backward to plant her in a DDT. Feeling that Alicia is sufficiently weakened, Brimstone rises to his feet and exits the ring to stand on the apron. Once Alicia manages to labor her way up again, Brimstone hops onto the top rope and leaps off by flipping forward, hoping to catch Alicia’s head in between his legs for The Inferno, but at the last possible moment, Alicia executes a beautiful tuck and roll underneath Brimstone to end up behind him. Brimstone lands on his feet, but the momentum of his flip causes him to stagger slightly, just long enough to allow Alicia sufficient time to pop back to her feet. When Brimstone turns to face her, Alicia swings her foot around to smack Brimstone across the face with an EMP! Upon impact, Brimstone’s entire body immediately goes limp and he collapses to the mat in a flaccid heap. Alicia with the cover.
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DING, DING, DING!
Phillip: Here is your winner...ALICIA...LAAAAUUUUREAAAAANOOOOO!
McNally: Well, despite her loss at Ragnarok, Alicia Laureano seems to not have lost a single step, still as proficient in the ring as ever.
Edison: It doesn’t matter whether she’s Atomic Kitsune or Alicia Laureano, she’ll bring it strong all the time, and that’s what makes superstars - Hey, WAIT!
The match may be over, but this means less than nothing to Brimstone; Alicia is off her guard, and before she can spot the danger, Brimstone delivers a couple of vicious strikes and then executes the Black Death. Alicia looks badly dazed, and the crowd is not pleased at Brimstone’s actions; they boo him loudly, but this just makes the enigmatic, nameless one smirk a little before he drifts out of the ring like a bank of fog.
He’s almost reached the back when Alicia comes around sufficiently to get back on her feet. She stares after him, but he does not turn, and Alicia makes no comment. Just by standing, however, she sends a message that it will take more than those sort of tactics to faze her.
With Brimstone gone, Alicia slides under the bottom rope out of the ring. She intently marches her way back up the entry ramp, a look of serious intent in her eyes, and the crowd’s booing becomes less pronounced; one or two people even reach out as she passes by. If this was indeed the start of a new chapter in her story, it’s started off in promising fashion…
The show comes to its end, but for many of those in ACW, it is indeed a new beginning of sorts. Which will prosper on their new paths, and which will find the road strewn with obstacles?
Tune in to Warfare, and join the journey…
Fade to Black.
End of Show.
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Post by scrawn on Feb 1, 2007 17:13:15 GMT -5
Awesome show.
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Post by hunter on Feb 1, 2007 17:16:22 GMT -5
Curses. Awesome show, naturally.
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