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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 12, 2007 16:10:20 GMT -5
Segment: Worst Week Ever...continues (Credit: BK/Jake)
Following a short moment of silence, "The Emperor's Soundtrack" bursts into life and the crowd goes absolutely spazztastic for the tag team Top Draw. They make their way onto the stage, full of life, eating up the crowd's reaction, with their weapons in hand for sure. They continue down the ramp, slapping hands with the crowd before stopping at the bottom of the ramp and doing their signature poses which gets a lot of flashbulbs from the crowd.
They slide into the ring simultaneously before perching themselves up on the middle turnbuckle and acknowledging their fans in attendance tonight. Eventually they hop down and make their way to the center of the ring where BK has a mic in his hand.
BK: Y'know, these past seven days haven't been exactly the best seven days of my life. Last week Thursday, I happened to tap out to Starkweather - and even though I have a justifiable reason - it just sucks I found myself in a position where I had to lose the match. And of course, on Monday, I was eliminated by the big bad Rattlesnake to lose the Over the Top Rope Challenge - even after being beat to a bloody pulp beforehand. So yeah, this week hasn't been exactly spectacular - but I do plan to turn everything around.
BK walks around the ring while his partner Jake sits upon the top turnbuckle, listening to his partner while at the same time waiting for the mic so he can address his fans aswell.
BK: But I have always been a positive thinker, not liking to think negative at all, so you know what? Forget about the past - I'm looking straight in future now and the future....is Fallen Heroes.
A huge pop for the event, as the crowd can't wait for the huge main event match in which 30 wrestlers face off in an over the top rope type of match to determine the No.1 contender for the ACW Heavyweight Championship at Omega Effect.
BK: At Fallen Heroes...on April 28th 2007 - at 8PM EST/7 CT...
Cheap plug.
BK: In the Tokyo Dome..in front of a sold out arena of 60,000 fans...you will witness the greatest performance by Top Draw since we have come into ACW. Top Draw will come to the dance...ready with weapon in hand...and we shall deliver the most vicious beatdown to 28 wrestlers that ACW - no - the Eastern Hemisph - no - the WORLD has ever seen. And when it's all said and done, there shall be two superstars left. Jake Cheng and myself..
Jake hops off the top turnbuckle and BK hands over the mic to his partner, who has been known to do quite well for himself on the mic aswell.
Jake: Now, for those of you who don't know sports, I'm in what they call my prime. And at Fallen Heroes, no one will be able to touch the team of BK London and myself. And when it's just the two of us in the ring....there is no wasting the opportunity.
After that very powerful statement, BK finds himself from the corner of the ring to damn near in Jake's face. There is a stare off, not so much a vicious one as BK has encountered many times in the past, but this one seems a bit different. They seem to be smiling. The thirst of competition seems to be fueling their little stare off but suddenly, out of nowhere - trouble comes in the ring at 28mph.
THWACK!
Jake sees a pair of masked men coming over the barricade and sliding into the ring, and without giving it a second thought he pushes BK out of the way and takes the hug boot right in his jaw. The kick floors the former Light Heavyweight Champion and before BK can respond using his shillelagh, he is sent high in the air in a Sky High like manuever before being viciously sent crashing to the ground.
BK lays motionless on the mat below as they pick up him and one looks to be directing traffic as he seems to be shouting out something to the other. One grabs a pair of handcuffs out of his pocket before attaching BK to the ropes, with both hands and starts dishing out an unrelentless assault.
Finally, the pair goes over to Jake Cheng and one drops him with a Backbreaker as the other ascends to the top rope. BK screams and thrashes around, attempting to free himself to help his partner Jake but it's no use - he doesn't seem to be moving anywhere. The masked man dives off the top rope with a flipping leg drop of the sort to Jake - nearly decapitating him. This is definitely hard for BK to watch, as he sees his partner being dismantled while he can't do a thing about it.
The masked men exit the ring and make their way up the ramp to a chorus of boos, and the final shot we see is both of them turning around and throwing their masks to the ground. Revealing themselves to be..
The Royles.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 12, 2007 16:10:44 GMT -5
Segment: No Exit (Credit: Hunter / Freeman)
As the scene fades in, we see Jason Freeman walking down the hallway, proudly displaying his newly won ACW International Championship on his right shoulder. However, his eyes do not seem to be focusing too much on this gold, and instead he intently looks around the halls, as if seemingly looking for someone or something. Eventually his eyes light up, and he quickens up his pace slightly. Clearly he has found what he was looking for, and when the fans see what this is, they smirk slightly.
Freeman: Well, hey, look who it is! Brimmy!
The now former International Champion turns around and sees Freeman, and instantly groans. He attempts to turn back around and continue walking, but Freeman runs up to him as he attempts to do so, and stops directly before him.
Freeman: What’s up, man? Now I bet you don’t know this, but I’m a huge fan of yours. I just love your interviews...they're great! Like this classic one, for instance...
Freeman reaches out of his pocket, and pulls out a piece of paper. He opens it up and briefly scans it, and then grins, clears his throat, and begins to speak again. Brimstone, all the while, looks at him with complete distaste.
Freeman: This was from your interview on a Meltdown, after you successfully defended the title at Genocide.
He clears his throat again, and when he speaks, he speaks with a low voice, as if attempting to replicate the voice of Brimstone.
Freeman:”I won't drop the title, as I plan to hold on to this for quite a long time. And as I already stated, concerning the current batch of people that I'm supposed to consider my competition, I'm not worried about losing this title at all.”
At this, Freeman begins to laugh, a cocky fake laugh. He pretends to wipe tears from his eyes.
Freeman: Ah man, Brimmy, I can’t believe---
Brimstone does not bother letting him finish, and instead he grabs Freeman's neck and pins him against the wall.
Brimstone: You've really chosen a bad day to get on my nerves, Freeman. So, yes, there's some irony in that statement, because I clearly lost my title to you a week ago, didn't I? But lest you forget, I've beaten you before, and as far as I'm concerned, I can just as easily do it again. You still are, and always will be, a sad excuse for a wrestler, much less a person.
He drops Freeman from the wall, and the latter merely shrugs.
Freeman: Maybe, maybe not. The point is, I got the last laugh. And in my opinion I proved that I can beat you. I proved it in three seconds when I pinned your shoulders down to the mat. Maybe it was just luck. Maybe not. But…
Freeman shifts his title on his shoulder to draw attention to it, and shrugs yet again, the purpose of this motion clear. Sure, Brimstone has won before, but Freeman’s win meant more, because he got a title out of it, and he makes sure Brimstone knows it.
Brimstone: Enjoy your time with it, because after I'm done beating Thunderkiss' face into the mat, I'll come back and reclaim what's mine.
Freeman: Oh, sure, yeah, you try that. You think you’re great and all, but I have something you don’t: I know who I am. And that’s Jason Freeman, the International Champion, soon to be Fallen Heroes Battle Royal winner. And then soon to main event at Omega Effect.
Brimstone: Unfortunately for you, my friend, I'll be in that match as well...and throughout the mass chaos that will take place in that ring, I'll be looking for you. And I assure you, the moment that I do, your little "victory celebration" will be cut short.
Freeman: Yeah, well, for some reason that doesn’t worry me.
Freeman smirks, and then sighs.
Freeman: Well, if you need me, I’ll be around.
Brimstone: I don't need you, Freeman, nor will I ever. If anything, you seem to be the one hellbent on bothering me. So, if you need ME for anything, particularly a match, feel free to tell me and we'll get it started, with or without a ring. But cross me again and I'll raise your head on a fucking pike. Got that?
Freeman is silent, but then shrugs and walks away. Brimstone watches him go and grinds his teeth slightly. He then shakes his head and continues to walk in the direction that he was previously facing. This is clearly not what one would call an enjoyable day...but who knows, the ties may turn. And if they do, it will surely be in the form of his match later tonight. Perhaps all the built up aggression will help him out in the long run...
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 12, 2007 16:11:31 GMT -5
Segment: Durdens Do Vegas, Conclusion Pt. 6 (Credit: Michael)
Fade in with a shot of Kirsten and Nick in their room at the Excelsior Hotel. Having completed the necessary procedures to install Kirsten’s new liver, they head for the door. They open it, but are pushed back by the barrels of two guns. Kirsten and Nick back away to reveal Tad and Sophia.
KIRSTEN Sophie, what are you doing here? Do you love me again?!
SOPHIA Hell no!
KIRSTEN Aww...
SOPHIA But I did want credit for getting your kidney! NICK RUINED THAT!
NICK Back off bitch.
KIRSTEN I actually needed a liver.
SOPHIA WHERE IS IT?!
KIRSTEN Um...it's inside of me now.
SOPHIA DAMN IT! NICK! YOU STOLE MY THUNDER! I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE THE GENEROUS ONE, THE CARING ONE, THE ONE THAT GOT HER THE KIDNEY!
KIRSTEN Liver.
NICK Listen, you space herpes riddled cunt, I didn't do shit to you, ok? All I did was get this girl an organ she needed to live. Who cares who did that?
SOPHIA I DID! I wanted to brag about how I saved her life! People would call me a hero!
NICK Well that's pretty fucking pathetic. Kirsten, help me dispose of these two.
KIRSTEN Right, boss!
KIRSTEN & NICK DURDEN DOUBLE TEAM ATTACK!
The Durdens, in tandem, whip out oversized guitars out of nowhere and slam them over the heads of Sophia and Tad, knocking them out. Nick picks up the remains of his guitar and plays a riff on it that's quite obviously impossible to play on the wrecked guitar but rather pre-recorded.
KIRSTEN & NICK That's fuckin' teamwoooork!
The two exit the hotel room.
NICK Well, all's well that ends well.
KIRSTEN Except for the path of destruction we cut across Las Vegas.
NICK Eh, I'm sure it'll recover.
KIRSTEN Hey, you hear about JoeTR?
NICK Yeah, serving twenty five to life.
KIRSTEN That's gotta suck.
NICK Eh, I'm sure he'll recover.
We cut to a prison cell where dark music plays. We go to the shadows where a crazed JoeTR is sitting.
JOETR I get you, Nick...and you too, Kirsten... I hate you two...You ruined my life...But I'm gonna get you back...Someday...THE DURDENS WILL DIE!!!!!
PRISON GUARD Hey! Shut up! YOU WANNA GO TO THE HOLE!
JOETR No sir, I'm sorry sir...
PRISON GUARD Your ass better be sorry!
JoeTR curls up again in the corner and begins to whisper to himself.
JOETR The Durdens will die...The Durdens will die...The Durdens will die...The Durdens will die...The Durdens will die...The Durdens will die...The Durdens will die...The Durdens will die...The Durdens will die...The Durdens will die...
The dark music plays once more as we pan out over the city of Las Vegas. A face appears in the clouds.
NARRATOR Well, I finally got the medical treatment and I ended up marrying that syphilis chick. So, all's well that ends well with me as well.
Suddenly, two more faces form next to him. The Durdens.
KIRSTEN NOBODY CARES!
NICK Yeah! Shut the fuck up, loser!
NARRATOR Fucking hate those two...
The credits roll as “Viva Las Vegas” by Elvis begins to roar. So concludes the three-week epic, Durdens Do Vegas.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 12, 2007 16:11:52 GMT -5
Segment: Contendership (Credit: Wyvern / Senator)
As the show returns from the break, Senator Steve Phillips and Wyvern are both seen standing in front of the Senator's desk in his locker room. The ACW World Heavyweight Title is seen lying on the top of the desk, as the two speak.
Wyvern: You know, I've been meaning to talk to you for quite a while. Despite coming to the ring with you on numerous occasions, you’re a tough person to find.
The Senator: Well, I think I know what this is about, and because of that, I made sure that I appropriated some time for this meeting. Time ain't cheap right now, either, so the fact that we are standing here should be proof positive that I am taking this seriously.
Wyvern: Gotcha. I take it you know what this is leading up to. As of the moment, you don’t have anyone announced for a title defense at Fallen Heroes, and it’s less than three weeks away. Don't get me wrong when I make my pitch, but I've watched your back more diligently than the rest of the stable. I made sure that you were able to hold onto that title, and able to actually be able to defend it. But now, I'm calling in the debt, I queued for you at Genocide, and all I ask is one fair match.
Senator: Very well, then, I appreciate your aid over the last month, and even more so, your unselfish move to allow me to pursue the title. I do indeed owe you quite the hefty debt, and perhaps this is the time that I pay just a little bit of it back. Now, I told you I had a feeling that I knew what this was about. Before now, I was back in Chairman Gingerdude's office...
Wyvern: That must’ve been like pulling teeth.
Senator: Oh, was it ever! But I endured dealing with that slimeball, and what I did is ensure that if you did ask for this title shot, that I would have the power to grant it to you, no questions asked.
Wyvern: Really? This is going to happen for sure? Or is this a belated April Fool’s Day joke?
Senator: It’s for real. Of course, I do have to issue the ol' customary statement, that when you step into through those ropes, and get into the ring with Steve Phillips, you enter the ring with the newsmaker, headline breaker, office taker, world shaker, the roughest, toughest, most intelligent son of a gun ever to set foot inside the squared circle! But you knew that, all too well, all too well. At least, here, I know that what I can expect is a clean, well fought contest. We shall make this match a true showcase for the potential of real competiton in Alpha Championship Wrestling!
Wyvern: Ahh….always the showman. Anyways, you know I’ll be brushing up on my techniques. First and foremost, I must remind you that I’m on fire this year so far, and when I set focus on a goal, I’m determined like no other. Do you remember the time I beat you, when I was defending the Entertainment Title in ‘05?
Senator: Ugh, all too well. Do not delude yourself in thinking that you can get that high angle sasorigatame off on me this time, however! I studied it too many times to be caught again, and that, Mr. Number One Contender, is nothing...
Wyvern: Meh. The Deus Ex Machina isn’t that simple to shrug off. Case in point, I guarantee for as many counters as you have for it, I have as many contingency plans to keep it locked in. If I were a sporting man, I’d warn you expect the--
Senator: Ok, ok, I think we have let each other know enough of our strategy, and blatant attempts to get the crowd buzzing from our old catchphrases is merely wasting time that I could be putting to better use.
Wyvern: Alrighty then. You do what you gotta do, I’m going to head to the hotel for the night. Starting tomorrow, I’ll be devising techniques to best you at Fallen Heroes.
Senator: I would not expect anything less.
Wyvern leaves the office, as the Senator turns around, adjusting the belt to face his chair before sitting down, and getting back to working on a massive load of paperwork as the camera leads to the...
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 12, 2007 16:12:21 GMT -5
Segment: “A Gesture of Good Will!” (Credit: T-Kiss / Hunter)
[In mere moments, we shall all be treated to THUNDERKISS VS. BRIMSTONE PART TWO! If you thought their first match was great, you’ll be in for a treat tonight. However, this sequel has its own prequel if you will. Have you ever wondered what actually goes on behind the curtain when both wrestlers are preparing to make their entrances? Tonight you shall find out. Our scene starts with one of these not so chance encounters near the entranceway, as both men prepare to step out into the arena for a taste of heaven they call the crowd. Brimstone has already taken his position, arriving earlier than usual to avoid what you are about to read...]
Thunderkiss: BRIMSTONE!
[Brimstone looks to his left and sees Thunderkiss with a wide grin on his face, and then groans.]
Brimstone: It truly, TRULY is beyond me why in the hell you would talk right now, even if you say only one word. My music is going to hit any second now, and you're rambling on like a fucking moron.
Thunderkiss: Now take it easy there! I think we got off on the wrong foot, so I am here to make amends. Seriously. As a token of our new friendship Brim, I decided to give you a gift that keeps on giving – that’s right pal, I created you a NEW ENTRANCE! You see, I think your blandness is keeping you down man. With your new pimped out Thunderkiss entrance, the sky is the limit!
[Brimstone stares at him blankly. He is relatively confident that there is only one answer to such a proposition.]
Brimstone: No.
Thunderkiss: Now give this a chance! Hear me out! I decided to start with a new introduction...ARE YOU READY?!
Brimstone: No. Shut the fuck up and wait for the music to hit. Stop wasting my goddamn time. If anything, you're really just making this worse for yourself, because the more irritated I am, the more painful of an experience this will be for you.
Thunderkiss: So you mean you don't want my help?
[Pause.]
Brimstone: No.
Thunderkiss: WELL TOO BAD!
[Thunderkiss grabs a nearby microphone that’s tapped into the PA and screams out into the masses.]
Thunderkiss: OHHHHHHHH SO MYSTERIOUS! OHHHHHHHHHHH SO EMO! HE IS THE MYSTERY MAN OF MYSTERY! HE IS THE MAN WHO CUTS HIMSELF AT NIGHT! .. THIS IS .. BRIMMMMMMMSTONEEEEEEEEE! What’s his name?! What’s his name?! b .. r.. i.. m.. s.. t.. o.. n.. e!
[Brimstone's expression isn't disbelief so much as it is scornful contempt.]
Brimstone: If only we didn't have disqualifications...
Thunderkiss: What, you didn't like that? Well, if that doesn’t hook you, then perhaps it's time to bring out the BIG guns! Now Brimmy, to spice up your entrance even further, I got you a couple of pieces of hot ass you escort you out to that ring...I’d like you to meet Tiffany & Amber!
[Into the picture walks two very heavy set gothic chicks. They have the whole garb down, right down to the heavy black mascara to the pantyhose on their arms. Thunderkiss puts both arms around each girl as he introduces them to Brimstone.]
Brimstone: ...oh dear Christ.
Thunderkiss: Now come on Brimstone! These two girls are BIG fans of yours! *Whispering* And when I say big I mean it!
Tiffany: I’m always wearing your T-Shirt when I’m working at Hot Topic!
Amber: I thought you said we were going to meet Matt Hardy TK?
Thunderkiss: Haw! Haw! SUCKERS!
[Amber and Tiffany begin to rub their bodies, and slowly they approach Brimstone. Brimstone backs up, raising his arms in an offensive position.]
Brimstone: Take one more fucking step and I'll feed you your fucking spleen.
Thunderkiss: Well, aren’t you MR. CRABBY PANTS!
[Brimstone takes a quick step forward, bringing himself face to face with Thunderkiss, an act that slightly startles the Entertainment Champion. Well, either that, or TK just got blinded by the light rays shining from Brimstones gleaming head.]
Brimstone: You're truly driving my patience, shit head. I have not had what one would call a peaceful, or even a moderately relaxing, night. In fact, I don't think I've ever dealt with as much stupidity as I have dealt with tonight. But so help me God, if you say one more goddamn word or pull one more goddamn adolescent prank, I won't bother to wait for that bell before I gladly rip your tongue out and spill your blood all over the fucking ring.
[Thunderkiss blinks for a second, and then the two of them hear the grinding guitars of Slayer's "Angel of Death" blaring through the speakers. Thunderkiss smirks slightly, and takes a safe step backwards.]
Thunderkiss: I think that’s your music playing Flintstone. And if you know what’s best for you...I think you better remove yourself from this site, or we really will start this match early.
[Thunderkiss has now also entered serious waters as the jokes are over and feelings of destruction bounce throughout his mind like a great set of double D boobies. Brimstone knows what could happen to him if he doesn't get out onto the stage this instant, and so he simply shrugs Thunderkiss off and disappears behind the curtain...but not before hearing the Entertainment Champion's words one more time.]
Thunderkiss *yelling*: YABBA DABBA DOOOOOOO! BRIMSTONE, FUCK YOUUUUUUUUU!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 12, 2007 16:12:48 GMT -5
Match 6: No time limit Match Brimstone vs Thunderkiss (Credit: Latino)
OOC Note: I know this does not completely follow the ME writing rules, which I had intended to follow but I didn’t have the time that I thought I would have this week. So I apologize for not being able to do so.
Phillip: Ladies and Gentlemen, this match is scheduled for one fall and is set for a No Time Limit stipulation! Now approaching the ring, he weighs in at 275 lbs. and stands at a staggering 6’4”…the ACW Entertainment Champion....Thunderkiss!
Take me down to the paradise city Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty Oh, won't you please take me home
*The lights dim and silhouettes from two stripers can be seen on the side trons. Thunderkiss' video plays on the Alpha as the man himself makes his way through the entranceway.*
Just an urchin livin' under the street, hard case that's tough to beat I'm your charity case, so buy me somethin' to eat, I'll pay you at another time Take it to the end of the line
*He stands atop of the rampway looking out into the crowd for a moment, when suddenly he lowers his body and sends his fist flying into the metal below. Upon this impact, pyro lights up both sides of the rampway creating a sea of fire to escort Thunderkiss into the ring.*
Ragz to richez or so they say, ya gotta-keep pushin' for the fortune and fame It's all a gamble when it's just a game, ya treat it like a capital crime Everybody's doing their time
*Thunderkiss takes his time coming to the ring as he lets the world know they wait for him and him alone. His arrogant walk finally comes to an end as he makes his way up the ringsteps and into the ring. Upon entertaining, Thunderkiss takes command of all four corners making a statement that THIS is his house."
Take me down to the paradise city Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty Oh, won't you please take me home
No further introduction is needed, and match gets underway without delay.
The bell echoes throughout the arena as Brimstone and Thunderkiss lock up in the middle of the ring. They each start leverage one another as they fight for early control in the match. Thunderkiss slowly starts pushes Brimstone back towards the ropes. The fans begin to cheer as Kiss powerfully pushes Brimstone straight into the ropes. He then moves forward and comes down hard with a punch. Thunderkiss throws another and another as Brimstone works to block the blows. Kiss goes for another throw but Brimstone quickly ducks the attack and knees his opponent right in the gut. He grabs him by the arm and whips the powerful opponent straight in the ropes. Thunderkiss bounces off and before he can think is hit hard with a leg lariat straight to the face. He falls back and Brimstone rolls against the mat as he makes it back to his feet within seconds. He moves towards the top turnbuckle and climbs up top.
After taking a few moments of measure he leaps with a spinning elbow drop that connects perfectly. Stone hooks the leg for an early cover but Thunderkiss kicks out before the one count can even be finished. Brimstone pulls Thunderkiss to his feet only to be welcomed back to a series of forearms to the back. He feels the impacts one after another until Brimstone whips him straight into the corner. The former International Champion charges at him with a strong clothesline that is reversed into a Snake Eyes. Brimstone’s face slams into the top turnbuckle as Thunderkiss slides out from the corner and quickly gets behind Brimstone. He first delivers blow and blow and then pulls out a Side Slam that makes the ring shake.
Brimstone is laid out, but he is clearly not out as he forces himself back onto his feet inch by inch. Thunderkiss on the other hand is ready for the fight as he waits for the right moment. As the moments pass, the fans start getting more riled up. A large amount of them start chanting louder and louder and Thunderkiss notices that Brimstone is back onto his feet. He runs at him with a fierce clothesline but this time Brimstone counters it with the Immolation that comes out of nowhere. Thunderkiss slides against the mat as Brimstone quickly maneuvers around. He grabs one of his opponent’s legs and quickly works to lock on a half Boston Crab. Brimstone quickly pulls Thunderkiss closer to the middle of the ring and finally applies the right amount of pressure. The Referee starts asking Thunderkiss if he gives up but the powerful superstar yells out a loud “NO!” He starts working his way towards the ring ropes as he extends his arm out towards the ropes. He nearly makes it but Brimstone drags him back to the ropes and then releases the hold as he stands back up. He quickly runs towards the corner and climbs up fast as Thunderkiss gets to his feet. Brimstone leaps off with an axe handle smash. Brimstone catches him in the air and does not wait to lock on a strong bearhug. He takes a few steps back and starts to apply the pressure with much power and strength.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 12, 2007 16:14:53 GMT -5
Brimstone tries to break free but the move is locked on tight. He lets out a yell of pain and Thunderkiss can only smirk as the move is performed. A few seconds pass and it’s clear the energy is draining from both men, but more so from Brimstone. He fights the urge and starts attacking back with an elbow to the face of his opponent. Once…twice….and a third time that finally breaks the submission. Brimstone drops down to the mat and as he looks up at Thunderkiss he grabs him by the waist and pulls out an Inverted Atomic Drop. Brimstone then leaps at his opponent with a lariat that knocks him down against the mat. After a few moments, Brimstone is making his way back to the ring corner. He climbs up and without wait dives off with the Flight of the Valkyries that connects perfectly. He then hooks the leg for the cover and the Referee slides onto the mat for the count….ONE…..TW-and Thunderkiss kicks out fast.
Brimstone looks around in shock as Thunderkiss rolls off to side and underneath the ropes. Stone looks back at Thunderkiss as he stands up outside of the ring. He quickly gets back up to his feet and runs towards the corner once again. This time he doesn’t stay there for long as he starts walking the ropes and then leaps off with the Inferno. Bodies collide hard as the fans all yell out in “OOOOOOOOOOOOHHH!!!” and both men are completely laid out on the outside mats. Brimstone grabs the ring apron as he slowly gets back to his feet and Thunderkiss does similarly with the audience barrier. Both men are finally back to their feet within moments and quickly turn around face to face. Thunderkiss throws a punch and Brimstone absorbs the blow as he is hit in the face with a returning blow. The two men go back and forth with punches as the fans cheer on. Brimstone ducks a blow and goes for a Belly-to-Belly Suplex. Thunderkiss blocks the move and then counters it with a Side Slam that nearly imprints Brimstone into the floor. Brimstone is then dragged back to his feet and is thrown into ring as his opponent quickly follows behind him. Thunderkiss goes for the cover and the Referee one again makes the count….ONE….TWO…TH-kickout by Brimstone. Thunderkiss stands up and runs to the ropes. He goes for the Fall From Glory but Brimstone is smart enough to roll out of the way to safety. Gravity makes its way on Thunderkiss as Brimstone stands back up. He charges at Brimstone and nearly takes off his head with a front face dropkick that slams him back against the mat.
Brimstone rolls backwards and then front flips fowaard as he grabs Thunderkiss’ legs for the cover once again. The Referee counts….ONE….TW- Thunderkiss kicks out and pushes Brimstone forward as he now makes the cover…ONE…TWO…T-Kickout once again and this time both men separate. Brimstone gets to his feet first and quickly makes a move. He charges at his opponent with a running lariat that connects perfectly. Thunderkiss doesn’t go down as he leans back and Brimstone gives him a kick to the gut. He then grabs him by the head and lifts him up for a Tiger Suplex. He attempts to spin him around but Thunderkiss escapes out of the hold. He lands behind Brimstone and spins him around. He slams Brimstone with the Box Office Drop and then slams him down into the mat with a Falling Forward Scoop Slam. Thunderkiss then stands back up and after a quick flex drops back down with an Elbow Drop. He rolls to the side and pulls Stone back to his feet. He lifts him for the Heaven’s Door and holds him for a brief second. Just as he is about to finish off the move Brimstone escapes the move. He lands on his feet and kicks Thunderkiss once again. Kiss is lifted up and this time is slammed deep into the mat with the Tiger Suplex. Both men are completely laid out, barely moving an inch. The Referee starts to count away as both men are flat on their back with their shoulders down….. ….ONE!......TWO!..THREE!.........FOUR! ….FIVE!.....SIX!.........SEVEN! ……EIGHT!.......NINE!.....TEN!
The Referee calls for the bell as both men are clearly knocked unconscious from the last series of the events. The fans all look on in shock at the end of match as everyone waits to hear the announcement…
Phillip: Ladies and Gentlemen, this match is officially a draw due to double knockout!
An explosive match comes to a dramatic finish... and the fans can only watch and wonder as help arrives for Brimstone and TK, and the show comes to its end.
Fallen Heroes is taking shape... titles will be defended, and scores settled. But if you thought there were no more surprises to come, you couldn't be more wrong....
Fade to Black.
End of Show.
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Post by jmoney309 on Apr 12, 2007 16:19:14 GMT -5
Very good show. Zero, loved the match writing, however, don't like it how you wrote your own match. I'm not trying to be an ass, but I feel better when someone who isn't in the match is writing the match, but still... you're damn good at writing matches. And I'm not obsessed with clocks. I used it one time because the clocks were a symbol of a countdown.
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Post by Jason Freeman on Apr 12, 2007 16:20:03 GMT -5
Technically, you used it twice. But however that happened, I don't know.
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Post by jmoney309 on Apr 12, 2007 16:21:32 GMT -5
Technically, you used it twice. But however that happened, I don't know. Which was the second time? I only remember the in ring.
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Post by Jason Freeman on Apr 12, 2007 16:22:30 GMT -5
The segment was posted on two shows.
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Post by Commissioner Zero on Apr 12, 2007 16:24:35 GMT -5
Yep, he's got ya there.
You must have sent it to AK, Wyvern, and Shawn. And Basin, it's not like I made myself dominate the entire match, if anything I only had a few spots. I feel I evened it all out and gave everyone their spot in the light. But thank you for the compliment anyways.
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Post by jmoney309 on Apr 12, 2007 16:24:48 GMT -5
The segment was posted on two shows. .... I only intended on having it posted once, so it may technically have happened twice, but it should have only happened once. End of story. No sequel. No spin-off. Just the end.
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Post by The Senator on Apr 12, 2007 16:25:06 GMT -5
Very good show. Zero, loved the match writing, however, don't like it how you wrote your own match. I'm not trying to be an ass, but I feel better when someone who isn't in the match is writing the match, but still... you're damn good at writing matches. And I'm not obsessed with clocks. I used it one time because the clocks were a symbol of a countdown. Trust me, I can write my own matches, they generally turn out decent:) Also, I think you're wrong about the clocks, it's obviously because you're a Boogeyman mark.
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Post by jmoney309 on Apr 12, 2007 16:31:56 GMT -5
Yep, he's got ya there. You must have sent it to AK, Wyvern, and Shawn. And Basin, it's not like I made myself dominate the entire match, if anything I only had a few spots. No, no, no, I didn't mean to say that you made yourself great in the match and everyone else crap. It's not like that. I mean to say that I feel better having someone else who's not in the match writing it, because it's like they know more than their opponent.
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