Thursday Night Meltdown 12th April 2007

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Thursday Night Meltdown 12th April 2007

Schedule of Matches:
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Quimby vs Renix Williams w/Paul Kubbyd

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Raging Messiah vs Marcus Curtis

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Jay Basin vs Jay Zero vs Rayne Iwashita

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Starkweather vs Latino

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Jason Freeman vs Wyvern

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Brimstone vs Thunderkiss - No Time Limit

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Now is not the time for long, flashy intros… now is the time for action!
The show opens up directly to the backstage…

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ACW Gladiator
(Credit: Jay Basin)

Jay Basin is backstage, rummaging through his gym bag, looking for his ring gear. He glances around the room, and smiles. He looks back inside the gym bag, and pulls out his wrestling trunks, knee pads, elbow pads, boots, and shirt. He places them on the ground and then sits down on the wooden bench. He takes off his black leather shoes and puts them in the gym bag.

“The Etruscan civilization invented the sport of Gladiator Fighting. In 396 BC, the Romans took over the Etruscans by controlling the entire Etruscan army, and the Romans wiped every trace of Etruscan evidence. The Romans then took their sport of Gladiator Fighting and made it their tradition, and we see it today as a Roman tradition.”

Through this time, Basin has taken off his socks, and belt.

“The first record of a Gladiator Fight was in 264 BC, during the first Punic War. Decimus Junius Brutus Scaeva staged it in honour of his dead father. It was held between three pairs of slaves, and held in the Forum Boarium. From this first fight, the Romans would later improve the sport by making it more deadly. They put animals in the arena to combat against people. They flooded the arena, and had Navy Battles. They even killed people for entertainment. I learned this in my 12th grade Western Heritage class. Now why does this mean something to me?”

Basin has his wrestling trunks on, and his coat off. He turns his face to the camera and has a stern look on his face.

“Because this should mean something to every wrestler, boxer, martial artist, or fighter. What we do started as Gladiator Fighting.”

Basin picks up a Roman Shortsword, or else known as the Gladius. He strokes the edge of the blade and puts it down. He stands up, and walks towards the cameraman. He opens the locker next to him, and takes out a lance.

“Gladiator Fighting would evolve into a sport known as jousting, where one would duel on horses with lances. The objective was to strike a lance on the other knight. Dueling would further evolve.”

Basin puts the lance back in the locker and shuts the door. He goes back into his gym bag, and pulls out a six barrel revolver pistol. He points it to the camera, rolls the barrel. The clicking of the barrel makes Basin smile evily. He puts away the gun.

“Western pistol duels. About 800 years or so later? Fastest gun will survive. And then dueling has evolved… or devolved. Your choice. I choose both. I like the deadliness, but I’d say that this is not really an improvement in dueling. Today we have Boxing, Ultimate Fighting, and Wrestling. These are the modern day duels. We are the modern day gladiators.”

Basin goes into his gym bag and pulls out a poster of Fallen Heroes 2007. He looks at the poster and back at the camera.

“Fallen Heroes 2007 is approaching. The Fallen Heroes Battle Royale is single-handedly the most energy consuming, mentally exhuasting, and physically challenging match there is. There are thirty gladiators. This is as if thirty of the world’s greatest gladiator’s were to battle until one man stood tall. We eliminate men by throwing them over the top rope. The winner is the last man in the ring. I’m letting the 29 others know right now… bring a weapon if you wish. Team up if you wish. Do whatever you can, but nothing is going to restrain me from hauling your ass over the top rope, and being the last man standing! Every hero will fall, because this year’s winner isn’t a hero. He’s the root of all evil, and that’s me.”

Basin breathes heavily, and his eyes open wide, and then relax, and he looks as if he were dead. He puts his hand over the camera, and the camera fades to black.

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Segment: Training (Credit: Paul Kubbyd, Renix Williams)

We enter an empty arena. In the middle of it, a wrestling ring is set up. Renix Williams performs a snap suplex on a sparring partner. She gets up and looks over to the side of the ring where Paul Kubbyd is looking on.

That was shit; your form was all off. Your legs are spread too far apart and your base could easily be taken out!

Renix is perturbed at this suggestion.

Why don’t you get in here and show me? You seem to know so much.

I can’t. Maybe it’s because of how quickly you’re attempting to snap your opponent, let’s see a regular vertical...

Just get in here and show me, I thought you used to wrestle.

Kubbyd puts his head down and takes a deep breath.

I did but I can’t anymore...

Just get in the ring and show me how to form my base.

No...

I don’t think you know as much as you let on...

Paul Kubbyd slaps the mat.

Take that back. Take that back right now.

Renix stands silent; she does not wish to take back her statement.

I’ve forgotten more about wrestling than you’ll ever know. I busted my ass, dammit! I never got anything handed to me. I worked for all I got, which wasn’t much. I wasn’t big enough, and unlike you, I wasn’t a woman. I couldn’t go and get myself a fake rack. I did the most innovative shit anybody ever saw in a wrestling ring, and people stole from me... a lot.

Renix steps out of the ring and takes a seat on the apron.

If that’s true, then I would suspect it wouldn’t matter that you didn’t have the “look”. If Yoko got over, then–

Paul raises his hand.

Stop... it’s obvious I need to explain things to you. I had invited this camera crew down to film your workouts but I think I’ll send them home.

Paul looks at the camera man and gives him the signal to cut the feed, and so the feed is abruptly cut...

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Segment: Durdens Do Vegas, Conclusion Pt. 1 (Credit: Michael)

The scene is a fishing boat. It's ordinary, non-descript. On it, a group of men are hauling a load of fish onto the boat. Among the Mexicans doing so, however, is one person that doesn't fit. That person is...Kirsten Carter?

MEXICAN MAN
Que bueno job, Excelsior!

KIRSTEN
Why is "job" not in Spanish?

MEXICAN MAN
I don’t know that word in Spanish.

KIRSTEN
...

MEXICAN MAN
I mean, it's one of the few words of English I know. Besides these last two sentences...Que?

KIRSTEN
You know Juan—

MEXICAN MAN
Me llamo Carlos.

KIRSTEN
Whatever. You know Juan, you guys really have made me feel welcome here. When I washed ashore, all I could remember was the word Excelsior and the recipe for my famous chewy balls and all I had were these clothes and my lucky, lucky autographed glow-in-the-dark snorkel. Now I'm a fisherman, sailing the open seas with a ship full of gay Mexican men that try to rape me if I turn my back on them. This is the life.

OLD MAN
Well, you owe it to me. I found ya after all.

KIRSTEN
Yep. Even named me after the word I kept repeating, setting me up for a lifetime of people question why my only name is "Excelsior".

OLD MAN
Don't get indignant on me now.

KIRSTEN
Marty, I would never do that. Particularly not to someone with your ailment.

For you see, the old man, Marty, has peg legs and arms.

MARTY
It's not an ailment, it's just something some idiot did to me down in Albuquerque with a chainsaw.

KIRSTEN
Well, in any case, it's great that you took me in. Fed me. Treated my wounds. Protected me from your horny Mexican sailors. So, if you don't mind me asking, why did he cut your arms and legs off with a chainsaw?

MARTY
Because his mom fed him sauerkraut every day.

KIRSTEN
...I don't see how those things are connected.

MARTY
It's a long story involved hermaphrodites, plane crashes, and weasels.

KIRSTEN
Interesting.

Suddenly a reporter and cameraman approach the scene….

Fade.

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Match 1: “Mayor” Quimby vs Renix Williams w/Paul Kubbyd (Credit: Michael)

Lights cut to black.

Boy, stop
It’s the MOTHERFUCKIN’

Crowd: REEEEEEEENIIIIIIIIIIIIX!

The screen flashes with quick pulses of pink, green, white, and purple lights as the opening guitar riff to “Girlfight” by Brooke Valentine hits. When the intro hits full swing, a series of pyro explosions pops up across the stage. Renix Williams, with Paul Kubbyd in tow, bursts through the entryway to be greeted with a huge pop from the audience. She looks around to both sides of the audience before raising her arms triumphantly, only to incite the crowd into a more furious frenzy. After flashing the camera a satisfied smile, Renix begins making her way down the entry ramp, touching hands with a few audience members along the way.

Phillip Jones: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall. Making her way to the ring, being accompanied by Paul Kubbyd...from Gresham, Oregon...she weighs in at one hundred and thirty-two pounds...“THE HEADLINER”...RRRENIX...WWWWWILLIAAAAAAAMS!

Renix struts to the side of the ring and hops onto the apron. She gracefully swings around to face the audience and taunts, which she holds a little longer so that she can savor the vigorous cheers from the fans. As she turns to face the ring, she gives the crowd a seductive backward glance before elegantly entering the ring from under the middle rope. Renix swaggers to the opposite side of the ring and shows them some love as well with a provocative pose.

The jarring guitar intro to “Burn In My Light” by Mercy Drive blares through the arena as “Mayor” Quimby steps out from behind the curtains.

Phillip: And her opponent...from Springfield...er, which Springfield is it exactly? You don’t know? Well fuck it then...Wait a minute, this card doesn’t list his weight either. Oh, whatever. “MAYOR”...QUIIIIIIIIIMBYYYYYYY!

Quimby doesn’t break stride on his way to the ring. He ambles up the steps and enters the ring. After, he makes some final preparations to his ring gear as Joey Reynolds calls for the bell.

DING, DING, DING!

The match begins with the rudimentary tie-up. Quimby quickly uses his weight advantage (okay, I don’t know his weight so I’m not sure he has a weight advantage, but if we’re just going by Vince McMahon’s vital stats here, he’s got a weight advantage) to power Renix into the corner. However, Renix demonstrates some of her signature explosiveness and turns the tides as she spins both Quimby and herself around to pin Quimby against the corner. Renix is about to climb up to the second rope to deliver those tried and true ten punches, but Reynolds makes the move to pry Renix off. Renix backs away to the center of the ring and haughtily beckons for Quimby to make a counterattack.

Quimby lunges at her for another tie-up, but Renix lithely ducks under and sidesteps to end up behind Quimby and lock arms around his waist. Quimby grabs hold of Renix’s arm and twists his body to the side, thereby breaking Renix’s grip. Quimby then takes Renix’s ensnared arm and wrenches it forward. Renix rolls forward to alleviate the pressure of the hold. While she’s lying on her back, she kicks the hand grabbing her arm, breaking herself free of Quimby’s grasp. As she returns to her feet, Renix takes Quimby’s arm and twists it behind his back into a hammerlock. Quimby plows his way backward toward the corner, driving Renix back-first into the turnbuckle. Having stunned Renix, Quimby whips her into the opposite corner. As she comes bouncing off, Quimby runs to the ropes behind her and tries to deck her in the back of the head with a clothesline, but Renix ducks. Quimby turns to face her again and takes a run at her. Renix greets him with some stiff roundhouse kicks. Having properly apprehended Quimby, Renix clasps hands with him in a test of strength. Quimby hurls a few headbutts into Renix. This stuns her just enough so that she releases one of Quimby’s hands. Quimby tries to clothesline Renix with his free arm, but Renix ducks under. She pulls Quimby around so that he’s facing her again and decks him with an elbow strike to his face. Still holding onto one hand, Renix runs to the corner and up to the top rope. She then drops down so that the back of her thighs hit the top rope. The recoil causes her to backflip. Immediately upon landing on her feet, she hooks one arm under Quimby’s near arm and hurls him over in a hip toss! She moves in to continue her assault, but Quimby throws a kick that catches her straight in the head. She stumbles backward a few steps, allowing Quimby to get back onto his feet. By the time he has done so, Renix has recovered and runs at Quimby. Quimby catches her in an arm drag. Renix rolls through the impact and back onto her feet at around the same time as Quimby. This time, Quimby runs at Renix, but she catches him in an arm drag. Quimby follows suit and rolls back onto his feet. Renix makes a beeline for him, and he trips her up with a drop toe hold. Quimby bounds to his feet and grabs a tuft of Renix’s hair, pulling her up onto all fours. He then launches a toe kick straight for her face, but she lifts her head up just in time to watch Quimby’s foot sail right past her face. Before Quimby can make any further movement, Renix reaches between his legs and rolls him up into a school boy.

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KICKOUT

Renix pops to her feet as Quimby is still on his knees. She quickly drills the sole of her foot into the side of Quimby’s face to momentarily stun him. She then slaps him across the chest with a vicious knife-edge chop, but much to her amazement, Quimby seems unfazed. Renix then hits him with a roundhouse kick, but even this seems to have no effect as Quimby merely rises to his feet again. Renix tries to land a short range lariat, but Quimby ducks. Once Renix turns to face him, Quimby drills a knee into her gut. As Renix hunches over, Quimby runs to the ropes and rebounds to land a kitchen sink! Quimby raises Renix to her feet, only to ground her with a snapmare. While Renix is in seated position, Quimby rains a few punches down on top of her head. Quimby then attempts to slap Renix across the chest with a soccer ball kick, but Renix catches his foot. She then falls backward, taking Quimby to the mat so that he flops face-first to the mat. Renix releases Quimby’s leg and quickly hops over to his head, applying the grounded side headlock afterward. Renix tenaciously cinches in the hold, but yet again does the size advantage come into play as Quimby fights his way back up to his feet. Quimby then rolls sideways, tossing Renix to the side, thereby forcing her to release him. The two bound to their feet. Quimby runs at Renix, and Renix catches him in a side headlock takeover. She continues to hold onto Quimby’s head after they come to the mat. Quimby throws his legs up and wraps them around Renix’s head to trap her in a headscissors. Renix tucks her legs in and swiftly kicks out in an attempt to shake Quimby off, but Quimby appears to have her completely trapped. Renix rolls to the side so that Quimby ends up in a seated position while the crown on Renix’s head is planted to the mat. Renix then pushes herself up so that her head pops out from between Quimby’s legs. Now back onto her feet and with Quimby helpless in seated position, Renix strikes with a dropkick to Quimby’s face. Renix pulls Quimby up and takes him to the mat with a snapmare. She lands a knife-edge chop to Quimby’s back then tries for a roundhouse kick to his face, but Quimby falls back to the mat as Renix’s foot blows by him in a blur. Quimby bounds to his feet just in time to land a dropkick on Renix. Quimby gets to his feet and runs to the ropes. When he bounces off, he lands a knee drop into Renix’s face. Quimby covers.

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KICKOUT

Quimby raises Renix to her feet and throws her up against the turnbuckle. He throws some knee strikes into Renix’s stomach, following that up with a vicious haymaker, jab, haymaker combo. He then stomps down on Renix’s abdomen so that she drops to a seated position against the corner. Quimby places his foot against Renix’s face and rubs the sole of his boot against her face in a facewash. He repeats this one, two, three, four times before running to the ropes and rebounding to land a running facewash! He runs to the ropes again, this time bouncing off to dive through the middle and bottom ropes with a double-foot facewash! Quimby ends up on the outside and taunts menacingly to the unappreciative audience. After catching his breath, Quimby rolls back into the ring and pulls Renix away from the corner. Quimby covers.

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KICKOUT

Quimby lifts Renix to her feet and decks her with some European uppercuts that back her up against the ropes. He whips her to the opposite ropes and greets her with a clothesline. Quimby covers.

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KICKOUT

As Quimby pulls her up this time, Renix fights back with some elbow strikes into Quimby’s face. Despite another earnest effort from Renix, Quimby is not dazed in the slightest and blasts her with an elbow strike of his own that sends Renix stumbling back into the corner. Quimby moves in to continue his assault, but Renix launches a stiff boot straight into his face. As Quimby staggers back, Renix follows up her attack with some knife-edge chops. However, Quimby launches a simple headbutt that sends Renix back into the corner. Quimby tries to whip her into the opposite turnbuckle, but Renix counters and Quimby is sent into the corner. Renix runs at him and hops up before planting her feet into Quimby’s stomach and placing her hands on his shoulders. She then falls backward to hurl Quimby over with a monkey flip! Quimby rises to his knees as Renix runs to the ropes. After she bounces off, Quimby catches her in a powerslam! Quimby covers.

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KICKOUT

Renix claws her way to the ropes and pulls herself up to her feet. She leans against the ropes in hope of respite, but this only leaves her open to a knee strike from Quimby. Quimby tries to whip her into the opposite ropes, but Renix counters and sends Quimby to the ropes instead. Quimby wraps his arms around the top rope to prevent himself from bouncing back. Renix runs at him, but she’s sent over the top rope with a back body drop. While in midair, Renix repositions herself so she can land lithely on the apron. When Quimby turns to face her, she buries a shoulder into his gut. She grabs hold of Quimby’s head and drops down to the outside, hanging Quimby’s neck onto the top rope. Renix hops back onto the apron and flips over the top rope to land a tope atomico on Quimby! Renix raises Quimby to his feet and plants him in the center of the ring with a snap suplex. She gets to her feet and runs to the ropes. She hops onto the second rope and flips backward to come crashing down on Quimby with a Devious Drop! Renix covers.

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KICKOUT

When Quimby labors up to his knees, Renix runs to the ropes, rebounding to smack Quimby silly with a shining wizard. Renix pulls Quimby back to his feet and unloads a ferocious knife-edge chop. The melody of hand on flesh echoes sharply throughout the entire arena, accompanied by the serenade of oohs and ahs from the crowd. Quimby is sent staggering back into the corner. Renix refuses to let up and continuously thrusts her shoulder in furious piston-like motions into Quimby’s gut. Having properly apprehended Quimby, Renix takes him into a side headlock and runs forward a few steps before planting him in a bulldog! Renix covers.

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KICKOUT

Renix raises Quimby to his feet and gets behind him. She traps Quimby in a rear facelock and drops down, drilling Quimby’s back onto her knee with a rear facelock backbreaker. Renix covers.

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KICKOUT

Quimby pulls himself up using the ropes. Renix runs to the opposite ropes. Once she bounces off, Quimby tosses her over the top rope with a back body drop. When Quimby turns to face her, yet again does she try to land a shoulder thrust, but this time, Quimby moves out of the way. While her head is still stuck through the middle and top ropes, this leaves her face completely open to a knee lift that catches her straight in the face! Renix drops off the apron and falls to the outside. When she makes her way to her feet again, Quimby runs to the opposite ropes and flies through the top and middle ropes to strike with a suicide dive! Quimby pulls Renix to her feet and whips her straight into the barricade. As Renix leans against the barricade, Quimby charges at her and squashes her with a body splash. This causes Renix to slouch into a seated position. Quimby backs up a little bit, only to take another charge at Renix and land a dropkick to her chest. Quimby rolls Renix back into the ring at around the 7 count. Quimby covers.

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KICKOUT

Quimbly lifts Renix to her feet and runs to the ropes. He rebounds with a clothesline attempt, but Renix ducks. Before Quimby can turn to face her, Renix grabs his arm and twists it behind his back into a hammerlock. Renix then spins Quimby around to face her and bends him over in front of her, quickly planting him in a DDT afterward! Renix covers.

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KICKOUT

Renix pulls Quimby up and twists his arm forward before throwing a hook kick that catches him square in the jaw. She wrenches his arm forward again so that he bends forward. Renix steps over his arm so that his arm is in between her legs with her facing away from him. Finally, she drops down, violently forcing Quimby’s arm down to the mat. Renix gets to her feet and runs to the ropes. She hops onto the second rope and flips backward for another attempt for the Devious Drop, but Quimby moves out of the way. Luckily for her, Renix tucks her feet underneath herself while in midair so that she lands on her feet. By this time, Quimby has gotten to his feet as well and immediately catches her in a hurricarana! Quimby covers.

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KICKOUT

Quimby pulls Renix up and traps her in a standing headscissors. He lifts her high into the air and drills her with a powerbomb. He hooks one arm around Renix’s leg and rolls her over into a half crab. Renix yelps in agony, but all throughout this, she inches her way to the bottom rope. However, right before she reaches, Quimby releases the hold and plants a leg drop onto the back of her head immediately after. Quimby covers.

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KICKOUT

Renix pulls herself to the corner and struggles back to her feet. Quimby backs away into the opposite corner and charges at her, but Renix moves out of the way at the last possible moment, causing Quimby to go crashing into the turnbuckle. Renix pulls Quimby away from the corner and applies a three-quarter facelock before running up the ropes and backflips, eventually falling to the mat and drilling Quimby’s head with a shiranui! Renix covers.

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KICKOUT!

Renix raises Quimby to his feet and throws him into the corner so that he’s facing away from the ring. Renix exits to the apron and climbs onto the second rope, pulling Quimby up so that he stands on the second rope as well. After bending Quimby over in front of her, Renix flips over him so that she lands on her feet in the ring, prepared to plant Quimby with a powerbomb. However, Quimby flips backward and generates enough extra momentum to counter the maneuver into a hurricarana! Both competitors lie in completely motionless heaps.

Edison: I think Quimby has the match won here! But he’s gonna have to move quick. The twenty-minute time limit is about to expire soon!

The timer shows only about ten seconds left in the match. Despite Edison’s earnest beckoning, neither fighter appears to have any strength left.

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Quimby finally begins inching his way toward the immobile Renix.

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Almost there...

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Quimby flips Renix over onto her back and covers, but not before...

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DING, DING, DING!

Phillip: Ladies and gentlemen, due to the time limit expiring, this match has been declared a draw!

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The crowd is not liking this at all, and a torrent of boos begins to rain down from all parts of the audience.

Maxwell McNally: It’s been a hard fought match, no doubt about that. I don’t think the fans are wanting this to end without a clear winner.

Renix has pulled herself to the turnbuckle and is gasping for breath in the corner. Quimby is now straight in Reynolds’ face, barking orders for him to allow the match to continue.

Crowd: LET-THEM-FIGHT! LET-THEM-FIGHT!

Being the wet napkin he generally is, Reynolds decides to give into peer pressure and call for a continuation to the match. The crowd goes wild.

DING, DING, DING!

Quimby moves over to Renix and pulls her back to the center of the ring. He picks her up into a fireman’s carry, but she shimmies her way out of his grasp and land at his side, leaping up into the air and swinging her leg around to land a gamengiri immediately afterward! Quimby staggers around in a daze for a while, but is immediately felled by a dropkick to the knee courtesy of Renix. Quimby drops to his knees. Renix runs to the ropes and rebounds to slap Quimby with a shining wizard! Renix covers.

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KICKOUT!

Now with nothing but the will for victory to fuel her, Renix struggles to her feet and labors up the turnbuckle. Once perched upon the top rope, Renix flips backward to come soaring off with a moonsault, but Quimby rolls out of the way! We’re back to exactly where we were only a few minutes ago. Reynolds is left with no choice but to start the ten count.

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The two push themselves to their feet at around the same time. Renix strikes with a knife-edge chop. Quimby strikes back with a right cross. Renix lands another knife-edge chop, Quimby another right cross. This time, when Renix throws another chop, Quimby ducks under and drills a toe kick into her abdomen. Renix doubles over, and Quimby takes her into a one-handed three quarter front facelock to set up for the RKO, but Renix shoves him so that he is sent into the ropes. When he bounces off, Renix immediately drills him into the mat with an STO! Renix repositions herself slightly and locks in an Anaconda Vice!

Edison: The Anaconda Vice! Renix paying tribute to Nick Durden here!

Quimby tries to shimmy his way to the ropes, but Renix is intent on weighing him down. Seeing that there’s no escape now, Quimby is helpless to resist the tapout!

DING, DING, DING!

Phillip: Here is your winner...RENIX...WWWWWILLIAAAAAAMS!

The sweet song of the bell signifying victory coaxes Renix to release Quimby. She lies breathless on the mat for a while, but a beaming smile is immediately visible as she raises her head again. She gets to her feet and throws her arms triumphantly into the air as the crowd rain cheers down upon her.

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Segment: Triple Trouble (Credit: Jay Zero)

The scene opens up to a backstage area with a nice “ACW” logo in the background. Charlotte King is standing idly with a microphone in hand. She has a very big smile on her face as she pulls the microphone up to her lips.

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Charlotte: Charlotte King here, and soon I’m going to be joined by a man who everybody’s eyes seem to be on. Tonight, he will be in a triple threat match again Jay Basin, and Rayne Iwashita. Ladies and gentlemen, Jay Zero.

Zero struts into the panorama of the camera next to Charlotte King with a big smirk on his face.

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Zero: Hello Ms. King, how are you today? [/color]

Charlotte: Um, fine, thank you. Jay, ever since Monday, it seems as if you’ve been In a very perky mood. Could your win be the cause of this?

Zero: Eh, probably. It just feels good to finally be somewhat successful here besides beating some no name guy in my debut. [/color]

Charlotte: Now, tonight, like I mentioned before you have a triple threat with Rayne and the other Jay, Mr. Basin. Any comments on that?

Zero: Well Charlotte, let’s just say that I’m going to maintain this “perkiness” as you called it. [/color]

Charlotte: So you’re saying you think you’ll win?

Zero: Think? No Charlotte that’s not what I’m saying. What I’m saying is I know I’ll be victorious. I mean, on one side of the ring we got Jay Basin, the man who seems to be obsessed with clocks for some reason. And on the other, all the way from Japan, we have Miss Iwa….sh…shita? I- - I wash – ita, I Washita? Am I saying that right? [/color]

Charlotte: Iwashita.

Zero: Yeah, close enough. But whatever her name is, I don’t even have to worry about her. It’s Basin that I’m concerned about. [/color]

Charlotte: Well Jay, I do-

Interuption!

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Zero: Whoa, no little missy. It’s Mr. Zero to you. [/color]

Charlotte: Um….well Mr. Zero, I don’t think you should just be counting Rayne out totally, she had a very nice display against Atomic Kitsune, the former World Champion at Genocide.

Zero: Yeah well she’s nothing but a woman, there’s no need to worry! [/color]

Charlotte’s eyes bulge out at this and Jay pays no attention to the fact at what he’s saying.

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Zero: So like I was saying, it’s basically going to -- [/color]

Charlotte: Whoa, um,,yeah, excuse me. What did you just say?

Zero: Umm, about what? [/color]

Charlotte: She’s nothing but a woman? What the hell is that supposed to mean?

Zero: Oh….Ohh Charlotte, no I didn’t mean it that way. Look, what I was trying to say is that the ring is no place for a girl. [/color]

Charlotte just glares at him.

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Zero: I mean, it’s dangerous! [/color]

Charlotte starts to believe that Jay didn’t mean what he said.

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Charlotte: Okay, thanks for clearing that up.

Zero: No wait, let me finish. So like I was saying, it’s dangerous in that ring, so what I meant by she’s only a woman is that she should probably be in a kitchen rather than in a triple threat with the two Jay’s. [/color]

He struck a nerve again as Charlotte looks outraged.

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Charlotte: You inconsiderate son of a bitch! I’m done here.

Charlotte storms off, leaving Jay Zero baffled.

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Zero: What? Was something I said? Ah, who needs you Charlotte. I have a match to get ready for anyways... [/color]

He turns around and starts to walk off.

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Zero: Rayne and Basin don’t stand a chance. [/color]

He laughs and continues walking as the scene begins to cut to commercial.

End[/center]

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Durdens Do Vegas, Conclusion Pt. 2 (Credit: Michael)

We cut to Nick eating brunch with Renix Williams. Nick gets up and goes to the living room and the TV. He turns it on. Renix follows him.

RENIX
Strange, Nick, that there's still been no word at all from Kirsten—

The TV comes on and shows...Marty and the reporter.

REPORTER
Today we take you to the dock area to show you how some unusual citizens of Las Vegas make their living! Mr. Marty Pantagolis uses his small boat to fish in the river each day and returns to sell his catch to neighborhood stores...

RENIX
Nick, look—that woman in the old fisherman's boat—doesn't that look like KIRSTEN?!

NICK
"Look like"? It is her!

MARTY PANTAGOLIS
Yes, I been selling fish forty year...

REPORTER
Thank you! Best of luck to you and your helper, Mr. Pantagolis!

RENIX
Nick, get down to the dock—on the double! What are you waiting for?

NICK
I'm on my way, Renix!

Outside, on the ring—and vibrating into invisibility...

NICK
Renix doesn't realize it but I'm going to get down to the river faster than she could imagine—as The Flash!

Fade.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Black and White (Credit: Shawn / Starkweather)

Umeko Saito and Alexander Starkweather prided themselves for their keen intellects moreso than anything else. So, like generals, they moved their chess pieces across the board. With each move and countermove, it became more and more apparent that they were playing a very dangerous game of cat and mouse. Just when Starkweather found himself on the heels of victory, Umeko attacked his flanks with the skill of a pro. Not to be undone, Starkeweather made a mad dash for a quick and messy victory as he attacked Umeko‘s best defenses without mercy. After this stunning offensive, Umeko and Starkweather found themselves perfectly even on the battlefield…with victory by no means certain for either of them.

“You’re finished, I’m afraid,” Umeko said with a chuckle.

Click, a Knight was taken off the battlefield by a Bishop that had until that moment been sitting quietly in his starting spot since the beginning of the game. Dr. Starkweather shrugged politely and put the piece next to the handful of others, the Bishop now poised to take her remaining Knight if she didn't move it.

"Few think to look that far down the field when they make bold moves, Ms. Saito."

She clenched her teeth tightly as she contemplated her next move. She didn’t want to show weakness at this pivotal point of the match. So, as she moved her Knight just out of range, she made sure that she showed no emotion as she continued her chat with her worthy opponent.

“What would your namesake say, Doctor? He that dares…wins, wasn’t it?” She said with a wry smile.

He nodded sagely, very much appreciative of her ability to carry a conversation. He pondered for a good two minutes, quietly, as she regarded him. he then reached out to protect his Knight by moving a Pawn forward.

"It's strange, that a Pawn with such limited mobility and attack power can protect something so precious as a Knight. In a classical sense, Knights stood for chivalry and honor, when they were really the only men capable of affording metal armor and horses. Why they can jump over two other pieces is beyond me, but it's admirable."

“I’ll tell you what’s more amazing. Even the most pitiful, useless little Pawn can become a Queen and change the outcome of the battle,” She added with a knowing, malicious smile.

He cocked his head to the side just so. "I always wondered why the Queen was capable of moving anywhere. But, then again the Queen is given the power but not the responsibility. That falls on the King. If he falls... All does. And if a Pawn were to be the killing blow... All the more poetic."

Umeko sighted as she surveyed the hellish battlefield. Her forces, merely plastic, were largely torn asunder. Her once mighty army had it’s back broken a while ago, and now it appears as if defeat could happen any move now. She has her Knight, her Queen, and her King…but only a pawn or two more.

“Did you have many friends as a child, Doctor?” She asked simply and quietly.

"Friends?..." He shrugged. "Not many. My family were... Well-to-do in my hometown, a smaller city in California. We moved to Los Angeles when I was twelve years old just before my father died. As you could probably guess, adjustment was difficult. But I did have a handful of friends in my formative years, yes."

A pause.

"It's still your turn."


She smiled and quickly moved her Knight into range for a kill.

“Check,” She said with a smile.

"There that didn't take long." He regarded the playing field... He was in a little more trouble than she, though he had more pieces in play, since her Knight and Queen were fully capable of destroying his back line if she played it correctly... And he put his hand to his chin and shrugged before moving his king behind a small row of Pawns.

"How was your relationship with your sister?"

“Perfectly fine for a while,” She admitted as her face momentarily contorted in annoyance, “After a while, we came to the separate conclusion that we simply didn’t like having to share attention with one another. There is something…unnerving…about having a person walking the Earth who looks exactly like you. I don’t want to sound like a teenage girl, but I do admire my individuality. As we grew older, we started to compete more and more. We started going after the same boys and all sorts of other childish stuff like that trying to prove who the real “princess” of the family was. I’ll admit some of it is quite silly looking back, but that‘s how childhood is, right? Then…our parents divorced and we were split up as a result of it. The resentment matured as I can only think we each must have envied what the other had. We’ve just grown so far apart since then. We probably have only seen each other twice since our Mother died. Daddy tries to get us together every year for various anniversaries, but we’re both always conveniently busy. I’m busy because I somehow don’t think he would approve of my relationship with Chance…or even with you. He’s rather old-fashioned. Now Lilith…she’s busy because, like always, she’s found another way to compete with me. If you can believe it or not, she’s currently trying her hand at managing in Philadelphia of all places. I have half the mind to go down there myself and let her have a piece of my mind…of course then I’d have to talk to her and that’s something I just don’t want to do. I can’t say I hate her, of course, but I simply cannot stand being around her…well at least I couldn’t way back when. She might be an entirely different person now for all that I know…not that I really care one way or the other. I really wish--”

Umeko openly grimaced as she realized that she had just chatted her entire life’s story for what must have been minutes without even making a single move. She stops in her story and, perhaps against her better judgment, moves her Knight further into enemy lines.

Starkweather rather simply took it with the very same Bishop he'd used to take her last one, leaning forward a little and looking at her. "...What do you wish, Umeko?" His look was one of morbid curiosity.

“A part of me really wishes things would have turned out differently,” She admits, “But then again the other part of me wants to slap her the next time I see her because it didn’t.”

"So... You had intense sibling rivalry brought about by desire for more attention from your parents, it became tinged with jealousy and competitiveness when you were apart with a possible aspect of envy of one another's life as a classical "grass is greener" mindset... And now, when you're apart, nostalgia sets in and you think that maybe for a few hours you can be around one another. But... The rivalry comes back when you try to get your father's attention."

"Don't think I don't know how illogical it is sometimes."

"Oh, it's perfectly logical. Sibling rivalry is in all forms of life, it's a survival instinct. But... You're both grown-ups, aren't you?"

She chuckled to herself as she realized the chess game wasn’t just regulated to the little board in front of her. With a big of a laugh, she responded, “That‘s right, we‘re both full grown intelligent adults…that’s what makes it illogical. Adults are supposed to get past stuff like that. We should have moved past it a long time ago and at least remained on speaking terms.”

"But..." He glanced down at the board and shrugged, remembering it was her turn. "I had a relatively normal upbringing, single child, possibly spoiled by my parents. Typical troublesome teenage years, typical college, typical m--"

He stopped, thinking over his next sentence and discarding it wholly.

"Typical life. I simply wanted more. So... I turned my abilities on other people."

“Nothing seems to be typical about you, though. Do you recognize that properly? Do you know why that is? Those are all very important questions…and I’m not sure if you can even be an impartial judge, ” She asked simply, seconds after making a very nice move with her pawn, of all things.

A brow quirk. That was actuall quite a strategic move, it blocked his Bishop from advancing up the field to continue the attack. he leaned back, considering the field as he spoke. "I am fully aware of what and why I am. I, unlike Hannibal Lecter, a fully able to turn my perception on myself. The most frightening foe a man could ever face is a man who does such monstrous things with a face of stone."

“Doesn’t that scare you?”

"Nothing scares me."

He said it simply. He then leaned down and moved a Knight on the right side of the filed over to threaten her Queen, it being protected by a Pawn.

“I can believe everything but that,” She responded as she began to sweat from his newest move, “We both know that being afraid is just a part of human nature…and you’re still human the last time I checked. What would be the point if you weren’t afraid of something?”

"Primal fear is quite a bit different than human fear. Fear of death is ingrained into our very DNA, fear of the dark is instinctive from the days we huddled around campfires. I don't fear death, the dark, heights or insects like those poor hapless bastards on Maury Povich."

She smiled darkly as she moved her Queen out of range and left herself wide open in the hopes of causing her opponent to make an overzealous move. Having moved, quickly responds, “That makes you quite the formidable weapon, doesn’t it?”

"...Perhaps." He shrugged, looking down and seeing the trap. He did not go for it, instead taking another step forward with a Pawn to trap the Queen into not being able to move without being taken.

“I don’t think I want to play this anymore,” She said with a knowing look in her eyes. And a hint of amusement in her voice She knew, right then and there, that the game was over.

Fade.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Woman's Suffrage, Indeed...
(Credit: Jay Basin)

Charlotte King is backstage with Jay Basin, who is now dressed in his ring gear. Basin is looking at King, as if she were a test experiment of some sort. King doesn't see this, as she's looking forward at the camera.

"I am back here with Jay Basin, and tonight, he..."

King's speech slows down, as she realizes that there are a pair of uneasy eyes on her. She stops speaking, and is nervous. There is a mass amount of silence, that cannot be filled with words.

"...is... in a triple threat match... against Jay Zero... and Rayne Iwashita..."

Basin's eyebrows rise up a bit, as he nods. He stops nodding, and is staring elsewhere.

"...and now he's... staring at my breasts..."

King realizes after a second.

"Hey! My eyes are up here, not down there!"

Basin looks at King's face and has an apologetic look.

"Oh... I'm sorry..."

Basin puts out his right hand, and without any hesitation or stall movement, he places it on King's left breast. King is appalled, and slaps Basin across the face (after all, it’s the second of these insults she’s had to deal with tonight). She runs off, and Basin throws his arms up in the air.

"Oh come on! If that's the kind of slap a woman has, how's Rayne going to stand a chance against Jay Zero or me? Well the question is more me because we know that Zero's as much of a future boy as is James Lee!"

Basin turns around and shakes his head, but is smiling.

"Women. What strange, strange kinds of people they are... bleeding out of their vaginas, having mood swings, oh... and their obsession of soaps! But that's a different story for a different time. This story is about Susan B. Anthony."

Basin reaches down in his right boot and pulls out a Susan B. Anthony coin. He shows the coin to the camera.

"All you need to know is that she is responsible for Woman's Rights. She was advocating for woman to vote. She was advocating for woman to do this, and that, and whatnot. She got her way. Well, because of Susan B. Anthony, I guess Rayne Iwashita is given the right to wrestle against men."

"I think that this was something that Rayne wouldn't have wanted to happen. Did she see what I did to Renix Williams first off? I crushed her poor body like a foot on an ant! She's 153 pounds... I'm about 320 or so. That's about 175 pounds difference. If you think you can lift me, good luck."

"I think that Susan B. Anthony's movement, known as Woman's Suffrage gets two messages straight, and they are the following: One, woman now have the same rights as men do. Two, Rayne Iwashita is going to experience Woman's Suffrage in the most unpleasant way. This isn't a battle of the sexes or anything Rayne... It's just Business... and Business is tough."

Basin puts his hand over the camera, and the camera fades to black.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

The Contract Courtship of Curtis (credit: Marcus Curtis)

We cut to the office of ACW Chairman Gingerdude. The Chairman is dressed in a very smart designer suit. His desk is uncharacteristically tidy and he wears the expression of a calm, contented man, he lets out a happy sigh but is interrupted by the sound of his intercom, his calmed expression fades slightly but he lets out a pleased sigh once more and closes his eyes in an attempt to relax. To his annoyance the intercom beeps again, this time he lets out a frustrated sigh and presses the button for the intercom.

Ginger: Yes what is it?

Secretary: I have a Mr Curtis here, he says he’s here for contract negotiations.

Ginger’s expression of annoyance fades and a smile spreads across his face.

Ginger: Send them In

The door to Ginger’s office opens and in steps Marcus Curtis who is wearing a pair of track pants and a plain black t-shirt over his ring attire. He is followed into the room by his older brother Damon who is wearing a pair of faded blue jeans and his signed BK London t-shirt. Gingerdude looks inquisitively at Damon as he takes a seat by his desk.

Ginger: Excuse me sir, we don’t allow fans backstage.

Marcus: He’s not a fan…Well actually he’s a big ACW fan, but he’s not just any fan, he’s my older brother.

Ginger: My apologies then. Nice to meet you..?

Ginger holds out his hand for a handshake

Damon: It’s Damon, Damon Curtis. And it’s great to meet you.

Damon politely shakes the hand of Gingerdude who changes his focus back to Marcus

Ginger: Now Mr Curtis, when I heard you were coming in for contract negotiations I was slightly confused. Because as far as I am aware you are already under contract to ACW and have been for the past 2 years have you not?

Marcus: Actually I’m not here for me I’m here for my brother.

Ginger: And what services can your brother offer to ACW?

Ginger looks confused and casts a semi-disgusted glance at Damon who is not fond of being looked down upon.

Marcus: My brother is also a fully trained wrestler Mr Gingerdude. He’s been on the indy scene for a few years and has refined his craft.

Ginger: Well I’d have to see him in action first.

Damon: We already thought of that so we brought these.
Damon dumps a large duffle bag on the desk of Gingerdude who opens it and takes out a video cassette.

Ginger: I’m sorry if I gave you the wrong kind of vibe here but I am NOT interested in buying counterfeit videos from you.

Damon: You got me wrong man, These aren’t counterfeit, they’re my matches on tape.

Ginger looks relieved at this news and smiles.

Ginger: Thank god for that, I was worried I’d need to have you removed for peddling dodgy merchandise on my premises. Now I still think you’ve misunderstood me, when I said I needed to see you in action, I didn’t mean me. I meant one of my talent staff.

Marcus: So we need to take them to these people?

Ginger: I’ll pass them along myself since you have a match any minute now. A match I suggest you go get ready for.

Ginger’s hand moves towards the door in a polite way of saying ‘Get Out’ to the Curtis brothers who get out of their seats and head for the door as Ginger zips up the duffle bag, as soon as the Curtis brothers have left he drops the bag by his desk and shakes his head as we fade to commercial

Fade.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 2: Raging Messiah vs Marcus Curtis (Credit: Curtis)

We return from commercials just in time to see Philip stood in the center of the ring with the mic in hand, he is wearing his usual sleek, black tux and his comb over is looking particularly fine tonight. Stood next to him is the referee for the following match, the recognisable Carter Donovan. Philip waits for the fans to settle before raising the mic to his lips.

Philip: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and will be refereed by Mr Carter Donovan.

The crowd give a polite applause to Donovan who nods in acknowledgement of this.[/i[

Philip: Introducing first…he hails from Knoxville Tennessee…weighing in at 220lbs…he is The Raging Messiah!!!

’Rio Bravo’ by CKY hits over the Alphatron speakers, Raging Messiah steps out from the curtain to a mixed reaction from the fans who are unsure what to make of him. He walks down to ringside acknowledging some of the fans as he passes them. He climb up the steel steps and gets into the ring before posing for the fans.

Philip: And his opponent…from Trenton…New Jersey…weighing in at 212 pounds…He is Marcus Curtissss!!!

As the opening tones of Happy by Mudvayne play over the ACW sound system Marcus bursts from the curtains, a brightly coloured pyro goes off as Curtis hits his closed hand off his chest and raises his arms above his head. He then jogs down to ringside slapping as many fan hands as possible, he then slides into the ring and poses in the corner for his adoring public who are still on their feet for him, he jumps down from the corner and shakes the hand of Messiah before the bell rings to start the match.

Bell Rings

Curtis and Messiah begin to slowly circle each other, each looking for an opportunity to gain the advantage. Curtis lunges at the feet of Messiah in an attempt to grab his legs but is unsuccessful as Messiah manages to swiftly sidestep the attempt. Curtis gets quickly back to his feet and the duo continue to circle each other. They eventually lock up the center of the ring, this lock up proves to be short as Curtis quickly grabs the arm of Messiah and applies a wristlock. He then quickly transitions the wristlock into a hammerlock and then that into a headlock that he swiftly follows up with a snapmare before hitting a rebound dropkick to the face of The Raging Messiah. He picks up his opponent and takes him to the corner before chopping him hard in the chest. Curtis then tries to whip Messiah into the opposite turnbuckle, Messiah demonstrates his athleticism by running up the turnbuckle and doing a back flip to land safely on his feet. Curtis charges at Messiah who snaps off a quick drop toe hold that sends Curtis face first into the middle turnbuckle pad. Messiah picks up Curtis and hits a discus punch in the corner, he then runs to the opposite corner and calls for a Corner Dropkick. He charges at Curtis and hits a vicious Running Dropkick that knocks Curtis for six as he aimlessly stumbles towards the centre of the ring. Messiah kicks Curtis in the midsection and calls for an uppercut, as he attempts it Curtis manages to step backwards, avoiding the attack. He follows up with a few knife edged chops to Messiah before hitting him in the midsection, he charges off the ropes and hits a beautiful Jump Swinging DDT before covering him.

…ONE

…TWO

.Kickout by Messiah

Curtis quickly gets to his feet and hits a huge double knee drop to the head of Raging Messiah before covering him again.

…ONE

…TW-Kickout

Curtis picks up Messiah who begins to fight back, firing right hands into the midsection of Curtis, he heads for the opposite ropes, with Curtis following him, and hits a springboard back elbow smash that drops Curtis to the mat. Messiah positions himself at the side of the fallen Curtis and steadies himself before hitting the Quick-N-Easy (standing moonsault into a pin).

…ONE

…TWO

..Kickout by Curtis

Messiah picks Curtis up from the mat and delivers a Shoulder Jawbreaker before running to the opposite ropes and leaping over them. He waits for Curtis to move closer before leaping to the top rope and spring boarding off it towards Curtis with his arm outstretched for a lariat, as he approaches Curtis, the youngster gains his composure and raises his left foot just in time to catch Messiah with a Super Kick that almost snaps his jaw. Curtis follows up his counter and picks up Messiah before hitting a Snap Belly to Belly Suplex. As Messiah stumbles to his feet he is hit with a high-angle back suplex, Curtis manages to keep hold of Messiah’s waist and rolls over to his feet before hitting a Tiger Suplex, again Curtis holds onto Messiah and rolls to his feet, this time he grabs the head of Messiah and bends him back so he is in position for a reverse DDT, he then signals to the crowd for the Karibu and spins at great velocity, smashing the face of Raging Messiah into the mat at the peak of the spin. Curtis then crawls over and hooks the leg of Raging Messiah as Carter Donovan counts the pin

…ONE

…TWO

…THREE

Philip: Here is your winner by pinfall…Marcus Curtis!!!!

Curtis gets to his feet and Carter Donovan raises his hand in victory as the fans cheer for Curtis. He applauds the fans for their support as we fade to commercial.

Fade

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Ropes
(Credit: Jay Basin)

Loyalty by American Head Charge blasts through the arena, and the lights are flashing multiple beams of colors, as the arena has gone dark. A spotlight is focused on the entrance, where Jay Basin walks out. He looks from the left to the right. He looks straight ahead and walks out a bit and whips out the "Basin Sign" (Birdman handsign). He separates his arms apart, as he begins to walk down the ramp. He walks straight ahead with his eyes focused on the ring. At the end of the ramp, he raises his arms and crosses them. He strikes them down, and points ahead. He goes ahead and jumps up onto the ring apron, and red pyro explodes from the four corners of the turnbuckle. Basin goes into the ring, which is when the lights go back to normal, and Basin gives the crowd the "Basin Sign." The crowd boos Basin, but he ignores them.

Basin shakes his head as he is given a mic, and snaps back at the crowd's booing pissed off.

"Oh for the love of your mighty God's and Godesses, shut...up."

The crowd dishes off heat towards Basin, as he becomes frustrated with the heat. Basin goes to the ropes and pulls the rope as far as he can, and then releases it, in order to relieve himself of anger, and to amuse himself nontheless. He sees the ropes shaking, and then slowly looks back up at the crowd.

"There's a man that goes by the name of Jay Zero. Jay Zero is somewhat of a serious opponent or so I've heard. But let's compare him to these ropes..."

The crowd is lost in Basin's comparison, as he puts his right hand firmly onto the rope.

"When someone is suplexed or slammed, these ropes shake. When someone connects with a DDT, these ropes shake. When someone goes off the ropes, you're more than likely guaranteed that these ropes are gonna shake. Basically, anything that happens in the ring makes these ropes shake."

The crowd, which was lost before is now even more lost, not understanding how the ropes relate to Zero.

"Now when Jay Zero, Rayne Iwashita, and I step into the ring, and after dismantleing Rayne, I will suplex Zero. I will slam Zero. I will hit a DDT or two. I'm going to make the ropes shake, and Zero, well... he's like the ropes because it doesn't matter what he does to me, because whenever I make contact with him, I'll make him shake like the ropes. Hell, I'll make him tremble! ANYTHING THAT I DO TO HIM WILL MAKE HIM SHAKE, LIKE THE ROPES! He will shake, tremble, and fall to me, as will Rayne."

Half of the crowd is still left out, not understanding, as the other half boos him.

"Jay... inevitability... that's a word that needs to be striken to your head. It's an inevitable fate that you're going to lose this match. It's an inevitable fate that Rayne is going to lose more than a match because of who she is."

The crowd boos Basin.

"The clear, crystal fact is this... it's an inevitable fate that both you and her will lose tonight to me."

Basin drops the mic and stalks to the back to await the commencement of his match as the scene fades.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Durdens Do Vegas, Conclusion Pt. 3 (Credit: Michael)

Nick changes at super speed into the costume of The Flash and runs to the dock where Kirsten is helping Marty with the fish net.

NICK
KIRSTEN, what are you doing here? Why haven't you—

KIRSTEN
Kirsten? Mister...you called me KIRSTEN! Is...that my name? Are you sure?

NICK
Good gosh! She's lost her memory!

KIRSTEN
I don't know who I am! I've been with living with Mr. Pantagolis...he has been good to me...

MARTY
Are you his friend, Mr. Flash? Listen, last week I find her unconscious by river! I take her to my boat and then she is all right! But she has no memory! She stay with me and I try to find out who she is...but I have clue...

NICK
Clue? What do you mean?

MARTY
While she unconscious I hear her say couple times...“Excelsior!” But what it mean I do not know...

NICK
The Excelsior...that's the name of a hotel in mid-town! It may be a long shot, Mr. Pantagolis, but I'm going to take Kirsten to The Excelsior Hotel, see if I can find out what happened to her! I must have her recover her memory!

MARTY
Kirsten, go with Mr. Flash, he friend!

NICK
The old fisherman doesn't realize that the woman he rescued is really world famous wrestler Kirsten Carter, and that's why it's of the utmost importance that she recover her memory! And apparently Kirsten doesn't realize it either! That awful blank look on her face!

Soon in mid-town...

HOTEL MANAGER
Yes, Flash! Our register shows that a woman named Kirsten checked in here a week ago! We were wondering whether we should notify the police because we hadn't seen her since!

NICK
This is Kirsten! May I have the key to her room please?

Nick takes the key and the two travel to Kirsten's hotel room.

NICK
That's Kirsten's suitcase, her clothes! I recognize them! Doesn’t this room mean anything to you, Kirsten?

KIRSTEN
I can't remember...anything...

As a grim Nick seeks to provoke his sister’s dead memory...

NICK
No sign of her Power Battery! I know that she always keeps it invisible to be sure no harm could ever come to it! That means it's probably in this room now! Got to find it...

Nick begins to vibrate.

NICK
By vibrating myself at super-speed until I become invisible I might be able to reach the wave-length frequency as the Power Battery and be able to see it! I'm reaching the area of invisibility now...but I still don't see anything! Got to go into ultra-vibrations...

Then abruptly as wave-lengths coincide...

NICK
There it is, in that corner! I'll memorize its exact position...to carry out what I want to do!

A moment later with the wizard of whiz in full view again...

NICK
Kirsten, please do exactly as I say, even though you do not understand! A great deal depends on what we're about to do, believe me! But we must do it right! Come, this way.

Nick leads Kirsten to the Power Battery and kneels her over it.

KIRSTEN
Why are we kneeling down?

NICK
You'll see! I know Kirsten's ring is on her finger, where she keeps it invisible and intangible too, so it can't even be felt by touching! My hope is that once Kirsten's ring is recharged she can use her all-powerful beam to restore her memory! But can I get her to recharge it?

Kirsten, you must repeat after me exactly what I am about to say. In brightest day, in blackest night—REPEAT!

KIRSTEN
In...brightest day...in blackest night...

NICK
No evil shall escape my sight!

KIRSTEN
No...evil...shall escape my sight!

NICK
Let those who worship evil's might...

KIRSTEN
Let those how worship evil's might...

NICK
...Beware my power—Kirsten Carter's light!

KIRSTEN
...Beware my power—Kirsten Carter's light!

NICK
The ring has become visible now—and the Power Battery too! Her expression is changing! I think she's coming back to herself!

KIRSTEN
My Power Ring, the Power Battery! Everything is flooding back into my mind! Just give me a moment to collect myself, Flash!

NICK
Damn it, I'm not The Flash! I'm Nick! Why does everybody keep calling me that?

KIRSTEN
Ow.

NICK
What is it?

KIRSTEN
Well, I just realized, I still need my new liver.

NICK
Don't worry about that. It's in my fridge!

KIRSTEN
Well very good then!

NICK
Yes.

KIRSTEN
Hmm.

NICK
Quite.

KIRSTEN
Well, shall we exchange monosyllabic expressions of arrogance while I'm having my new liver put in?

The two head out of the room.

Fade.