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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 19, 2007 15:48:55 GMT -5
Thursday Night Meltdown 19th April 2007
Schedule of Matches: ---------------------------
Marcus Curtis vs Rayne Iwashita
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Jack Jefferson vs VorteX
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Starkweather vs Kudo Yasuda
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Rattlesnake & Scott Andrews vs Latino & AK
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Thunderkiss vs Jason Freeman
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Top Draw vs The Senator & Wyvern
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 19, 2007 15:49:11 GMT -5
April… where has it gone, eh? It barely seems yesterday that ACW was recovering from a massive post-Genocide hangover, and now the federation is hurtling toward one of the year’s most important PPVs, Fallen Heroes. And as the show gets underway, the fans in the arena are sure that their anticipation can only grow… what does tonight’s televisual wrestling feast have in store? Let’s go straight to the backstage area and find out…
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 19, 2007 15:49:44 GMT -5
Segment: It wasn’t for you. (Credit: Rena)
Rayne was in the hallway just before her match. Everything that should take place before a match had been addressed. Standing just outside her door she noticed Rena in the distance. Rena wore something of a modern women’s business suit. Grey with black crisscrossing lines wide-legged capris hung over her leather stiletto boots. A matching Grey vest completed the outfit. She was very pretty tonight, Rayne mused. It was soon after the observation that Rena had made her way down the hallway, continuing not to notice Rayne at all.
Rayne: Hey, Rena!
Rena: Oh…Hi Rayne.
Rayne: So, whatcha all dressed up for?
Rena: I have a meeting with Ginger.
Rayne: Oh, really? Is it about the same thing you had a meeting with him a few weeks ago?
Rena: Yes…
Rayne: So is it true you want to be in the rumble?
Rena: Well I want to be some part of Fallen Heroes, and the rumble seems an easy idea.
Rayne: I guess so…
Rena: With being in Miss Saigon I had barely any time this month to focus on ACW, so the rumble will be a way to get myself back into the swing of things.
Rayne: But didn’t you retire?
Rena: I did, but I feel like Wrestling is my life. I never thought I’d miss it.
Rayne: Oh I see.
Rena: Are you in the rumble?
Rayne: I’ve talked to Ginger about it. But being so new and not having much credit Ginger isn’t sure that he ahs room for me. He said he had other offers aswell. I’m assuming your offer is one of them.
Rena: Yeah it probably is. Anyways, I must be off.
Rayne: Right. And if you need any help with anything-
Rena: Me need help? No thanks, hon.
Rayne: I just thought we could look out for eachother. After Genocide, I-
Rena: Darling, I didn’t do that for you. I did that for me. WE are not a team. There is no WE. There is a Rena and there is a Rayne.
Rayne: Right.
Rena: Look, I have to go. I’ll see you around, I guess.
Rayne: Oh of course!
Rena: Good luck tonight. Marcus is a tough one.
Rayne: Thanks.
Then she was gone, from one corridor to another. Rayne seemed a little hurt, but her hurt feelings turned sour and strengthened into a cold look. Rena wasn’t interested, so she would just have to go on this journey alone. It was what she was used to…It was how it was to be…
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 19, 2007 15:52:11 GMT -5
Segment: Forgive, But Never Forget (Credit: BK/Jake) As we pan through the sold out crowd in the ACW Arena, the ACW fans go wild in cheering and holding up their signs - hoping to get a chance to see their faces on the big Alphatron.
Suddenly "Kingdom Come" by Jay-Z sounds throughout the speakers and a huge wave of cheers meets him as he makes his way through the smoke onto the stage. He gazes at the rather raucous crowd tonight through his sunglasses and makes his way down the ramp - not slapping fives with the fans as he normally does, but seems to be more focused on something this evening. As he slides into the ring, he doesn't even bother to do his BK Pose on the middle turnbuckle as he would normally do, but instead walks over to Phillip and asks for the mic.
Once he recieves it, the lights return to normal and his music fades out as he addresses the crowd.BK: Alright alright, ever since Warfare on Monday, I've been getting asked over and over if I will turn on my partner Jake Cheng at the PPV next Saturday. Everyone seems to have focused on my...let's call it, past track records of turning on partners, and automatically assumed that Jake will become another victim of it. I've heard Stan talking about it in the back, I've also heard Dan White talking in the back, and because of those two it seems to have circulated among staff and the wrestlers backstage. So I'm out here to do something, something I don't usually do - but I'm going to need Jake to come to the ring. So Jake...will you please meet me in this ring...right now. There is a long pause after BK finishes his last sentence, suddenly, "Hero" by Divinefire sounds throughout the arena and Jake comes out onto the stage to a well recieved reaction of his own. He looks a bit skeptical coming down to the ring, as he hears BK is going to "do something he has never done before". He makes his way up the steps before entering the ring and takes the mic from Phillip before walking over to BK.BK: Now, Jake, I understand that on Monday we seemed to get in a little argument over where I was when I was supposed to be teaming with you in the main event. Now I've tried over and over to contact you in the span of the last three days, but you seem to have neglected all my phone calls. So, I want to say what I've been meaning to say to you, right here tonight. Something I've never said to anyone here in ACW for the entire three years I've been here and that's......I'm sorry. BK? Sorry? Truly we must be dreaming. In the past, BK's over inflated ego and machismo would've prevented him from publicly apologizing to anyone. But...his facial expression, the way he's carrying himself in the ring, it seems...it seems genuine, and it seems Jake can feel that.Jake: Wow, you're really serious about this, huh? BK: As serious as a heart attack. Jake: Well uhh...we've been friends for over three years, and we've been up and down the roads together. And not once have I ever heard you say sorry. Now, being friends, I understand that shit happens, and I'm willing to forgive you. No match will come in between our friendship. Jake extends his hand for a handshake, and BK accepts it. The two embrace with a manly hug as the crowd embraces them with a huge pop and loud ovations. BK raises up Jake's arm in triumph and they walk around the ring, posing for pictures when suddenly the arena plunges into darkness and the only light seems to be coming from the titantron.Fallen Heroes April 23rd 2005
1. Chairman Gingerdude We cut to BK London staring at Ginger for a few seconds - obviously pissed and now Ginger tries to run but BK catches him by his tight and pulls him back to the ring before stomping the mess out of him. BK picks up Ginger and then locks him in a Front Facelock, BK the hits Ginger with The Revolver on the steel chair. Ginger is out cold in the center of the ring and now his head is busted open in the front, BK then rips his Corporate Alliance Shirt and the crowd goes nuts.Bloody Valentine 2006 February 25th 2006
2. Victor Laureano Latino attempts to follow up with a Discuss punch but BK ducks and Latino takes Kiley in the process. Latino looks down at what he has done and just then out of nowhere - WHAM - Shades of Michaels to the chin of Latino. Latino is layed out on the ground and BK just looks down at him. The memory of HBK/Hogan immediately pop into the minds of the superstars and BK smiles at what just happened, getting the first hit after months of not being able to touch Latino.Omega Effect June 24th 2006
3. The Predator BK: Sorry isn't ENOUGH Predator. Tonight is the last night I am going to take your bullshit. And you know why? Predator: Don't say...no...NO! BK blasts Predator with a swift kick to the groin which sends Predator flying down on the ground.BK: Predator......YOU'RE FIRED! Massive amount of heel heat for BK as he walks off camera. Predator is left on the groin, holding the only thing he has left, his nuts.Fallen Heroes 2007 April 28th 2007
4. Jake Cheng The video comes to an end and BK London, who is by the ropes continues to stare at the Alphatron, pissed - but more confused if anything. He slowly turns around to Jake, who is staring a hole through BK with a grimacing look. Jake, who was just relieved of suspicion moments ago, is now filled back with it thanks to the video just played. BK stares at Jake from across the ring as the segment fades out with a staredown between the two "partners".
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 19, 2007 15:52:59 GMT -5
Segment: “From the dead” (Credit: Kudo) An anonymous online article was posted on several wrestling message boards as of late claiming some inside research and information on Kudo, but it has not been officially addressed by the ACW until recently, confirming some of the claims found in the article. --- Article: From the Dead“Is Kudo Yasuda dead?”
It is a question that may be lingering in the minds of ACW spectators the last couple of months. Kudo, having arguably been on one of the biggest rides that an ACW rookie could have been on in this generation has finally seemed to lose momentum…more like screeching to a dead halt, to be honest. Critics can, and will try to pinpoint the moment of this turning point, but the fact remains that he has been on a losing streak and more importantly than a loss on his record, his mentality finally appears to be suffering. Could the pressure finally be too much for him to handle?
Unlikely.
But then what else could explain his recent fall from grace? Who can really tell? But the truth is, there has been news of his wrestling teacher and life mentor, Senzo Sakai, suffering from a serious fever and has been hospital stricken for a few weeks in his native Kyoto. Now Kudo would be the first to say that his recent losses and departure from success has nothing to do with these outside forces, but there is so much respect and devotion towards this one man that it is hard to say that his mind hasn’t at the very least been dwelling on the subject at the moment. But Kudo has made the decision to stay, selfish or not, and chose not abandon his Light Heavyweight title reportedly upon heavy persuasion, practically orders, from Sakai himself. Having faced The Senator in an Omega Effect II rematch surely further triggered emotions for his master and an even greater will to take the next flight out to Japan, but doing so would surely dishonor his master. How could he disobey him even at this time?
But what does Kudo have to show for it now?
For the first time, it looks as if Kudo is finally questioning his confidence and ability. For quite some time he thought that the only person that could stop Kudo was Kudo himself. But now? That doesn’t seem to be the case. If Kudo cannot get back on track, then he is going to let himself be consumed by his own doubt and create a void that he will struggle with enormous effort to escape.
And even that is not guaranteed… ---Match 1: Marcus Curtis vs Rayne Iwashita (Credit: Jason Freeman) (Credit to Red for his little promo thing) Curtis tries to start the match off with a quick punch, but Rayne ducks under quickly, and then hits rapid forearms to the face of Curtis, trying to get him down. She hits a spinning side kick, which gets him off balance, and then sweeps the leg, which knocks him down. She goes for the quick cover, but only gets a one count. Curtis is up instantly, and Rayne is also. Curtis goes for a clothesline, and Rayne ducks. Curtis turns around and ends up getting hit with an enzuiguri. Curtis doesn’t fall down, and Rayne then hits an inverted lungblower. Curtis hits the ground, and again Rayne pins but Curtis gets out at two. Rayne backs into the corner, waiting for Curtis to rise. He does, and she charges out of the corner, but he is ready this time, and will not let her speed get her an advantage again. He blasts her with a clothesline, which almost makes her flip over on impact. She hits the ground hard, and he rolls her over into a cover. 1….2….and she kicks out. Curtis continues to dominate the match for a bit, slowing it down, and eventually goes for a suplex, and hits it. He gets up, and tries to lift up Rayne again, but she is trying to not give him total control of the match, so she resists as best she can. She hits a few elbows to the midsection, and then tries to back up against the ropes, and charge forward, but Curtis is ready. He ducks and she goes past him. He then hits a torture rack backbreaker! She hits his knee hard, and he goes for a pin….1….2…and a kick out. Curtis reacts a bit angrily and waits for her to get up. He punches for a bit and gets her into the corner. He sees that she is weak and so he manages to put her seated on the turnbuckle. He then exits the ring and stands on the apron. He jumps for a springboard ace crusher, but Rayne pushes him away, causing him to land on the ground without her following. She stands on the turnbuckle and as he gets up, she jumps. He tries to catch her, but she spins around and hits a tornado DDT! For a few minutes, Curtis gets a few powerful moves in, but Rayne manages to nail in a few quick ones here and there. In the end, Rayne manages to hit a hurricanrana on Curtis, knocking him down, and she then went to the top rope. She goes for a moonsault double stomp, but Curtis moves, and Rayne hits the ground, and stumbles. Curtis kicks Rayne in the mid-section and sets up for the Hamboree. He hoists her up over his shoulders. The lights change to red as a photo appears on the Alpha-tron.
The crowd pops when they realize they are getting a message “from the ball field.”
The video flashes to Mr. Red, who is taking some batting practice swings in a batting cage.Red: You know what they say? The harder you work, the more you get rewarded.
He swings and connects at a pitch coming in. He then holds up a hand to stop the pitcher from throwing to him.Red: I went to Fallout to work on my game. Thought maybe that if I worked well enough, maybe I could be sitting atop that division as the champion. But no matter how hard I worked, management had other ideas. You see, they had this little pet project. They went off and picked up their favorite kid from the gym. They gave him what I deserved more than anyone on the roster. And for that? I am gonna beat your ass with your own belt once I get my hands around you. No one likes a pet. Mr. Red points his bat at the camera and it zooms in to see his logo as the tron fades and turns back to the match in the ring Curtis looks at the tron, and his expression is unreadable, but he has to finish the match. Rayne tries to escape the move, but Curtis manages to keep her up and nail the Harambee. He pins…1….2…..3. Phillip: Here is your winner, Marcus Curtis!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 19, 2007 15:55:42 GMT -5
Segment: Uncle Zero wants You! (Credit: Zero) We open up to the ACW arena, with the camera getting a nice shot of the crowd, before it focuses in on the Alphatron, and the stage. The crowd gets pumped up, ready for action, but instead of some rock and roll or rap music, John Philip Sousa’s “Stars and Stripes Forever” begins to play. This sparks some confusion in the crowd, and about 10 seconds later, someone walks out in a Uncle Same outfit. The camera zooms in to expose the man as Jay Zero. The red, white and blue striped pants, shirt, white top hat and beard is a totally different look from his normal attire. He walks down the ramp, pointing into the crowd and saying “I want you!” several times. He continues down the ramp then climbs up the steel steps and enters the ring. He walks over to a turnbuckle and climbs onto the second rope, before pointing at the crowd again. He hops off with a smirk on his face as the music fades and he is allowed to talk. [/center] Zero: Ladies and gentlemen, time is wearing down, as there is only two….count them. One! Two! Shows before 29 men step in this very ring with me at Faaaaaaaaalllen Herooooooooooooes! [/color] This gets a pop from the crowd. [/center] Zero: Saturday, the 28th of April 2007, in the Tokyo Dome, 55,000 people will come to experience ACW at it’s finest. They will watch as everything unravels and futures are determined. At Fallen Heroes, one man will walk out of the main event, with a pain stricken body, and a big, happy smile on their face. That person will then go on to Omega Effect, the biggest show of the year for ACW, and they will challenge the World Heavyweight Champion for their title. [/color] He paces around a bit, straightening out his beard. [/center] Zero: In the past, the Fallen Heroes Battle Royale has graced some peoples careers, yet in a certain case, just ended it…..temporarily.
As you all recall, the first ever Battle Royale was won by, non other than Wyvern. This was a grand opportunity, but come Omega Effect, he didn’t have it inside of him to put away the unstoppable force which was “Yokoberg.” Now, onto last years event. Last year, we were graced with two winners actually.
One of the winners, is currently suffering from several losses in a row, he is the “Latin Lunatic” Latino. In the other corner, we have the man who isn’t with us anymore…..Hunter. After a match to decide the official winner, Latino came out on top and went on to face his own wife, Atomic Kitsune at Omega Effect. Know, we all know what happened after that. Latino won and after suffering from several weeks with no sex, it was still worth it because he walked out of the arena that night, the best. That World Title signified that he……was the best in ACW. Key word, was. [/color] A small “Latino” chant slowly makes itself known as Zero stops to catch his breath. [/center] Zero: However, times are a changin’ and come Saturday the 28th, it will be Zero’s turn for success! Screw Wyvern, screw Latino, and screw you to the 29 other men who are just simply, competition to me. Now, this will be a tough task for me to take, that’s why Uncle……Zero! Wants yoooooooou! [/color] He starts to point in the crowd, as his Uncle Sam costume finally starts to make some sense. [/center] Zero: ….To back me up and be my safety net! Come Fallen Heroes, I will walk out of the Tokyo Dome, feeling like the top man in ACW. Come Fallen Heroes, you will aaaall be Zerofied!
There’s no need to hide your love for me, people, because I’m the future of this business, and there’s not one person who can stop me from going to Omega Effect, and fighting for ACW gold. Why?! Because, I’m the guy who you all want to be! I’m the man with the plan, your personal hero, Jay friggin’ Zero! [/color] He pauses as the crowd starts to boo him a bit. [/center] Zero: ….and “Fantastico” sums me up nicely…. [/color] He throws the mic and rips off the fake beard as “Simple Man” by Hardcore Superstar hits the P.A system loud and clear. He throws the beard to the outside and chucks the top hat into the crowd as it seems the crowd can’t stand his cockiness anymore and boos him as he exits the ring and starts to walk up the stage. He halts at the top and turns around for one final “Uncle Zero wants yoooooooou!” before smirking and leaving.
The shot starts to fade…
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 19, 2007 15:57:25 GMT -5
Segment – Televised Madness (Credit: Vortex)
The camera fades into a small room which is completely void of light save for the ambient glow of a small TV with a chair in front of it. Sitting in the chair is Vortex, holding a remote. Vortex is wearing a plain outfit, blue jeans and ragged black t-shirt with a pair of old sneakers on. He lifts the remote and switches on the television…
Vortex: Over the past few weeks I’ve been noticing some things, first of all…
What comes on the TV is obviously unexpected as Vortex sits up in his seat a little. A man appears on the screen dressed in what looks like newspaper. He dumps something that looks to be gasoline on his ‘outfit’ and then sets himself ablaze.
Vortex: A promo tape? No, no…that’s not what I came here to discuss. Although, that man needs some help.
Vortex gets out of the chair and replaces the tape with another one, then sits back down and turns this one on. An image of Jay Zero comes across the screen, being beaten down by Jake Cheng with a chair.
Vortex: This illustrates why a person shouldn’t go around spouting racial remarks, and also illustrates a common downfall of mankind, the ability to speak when we should not. There are more interesting matters at hand such as this…
Vortex fast forwards the tape, and the scene shifts to the last match Vortex and Jay Zero had. The tape fast forwards up until the part where Jay leaps into the air and…well cups Vortex in the face.
Vortex: This…well this is nasty. For a man that complains about the Ref’s ability to judge, you’re surely one to take advantage of a loophole in the rules. I talked to the refs about this, and all I got was “well it wasn’t out of his pants…so we…well you know couldn’t do anything about it.” I’ll make sure to remember that one when I go packing a steel chair in my pants.
Vortex laughs and then fast forwards the tape some more until he sees a brawl between Jack Jefferson and Marcus Curtis.
Vortex: So I’m going to be facing a Fallout superstar this Thursday? I’m no expert on Fallout but seeing this brawl Jack, you could stand to learn a thing or two about weapons. Anyway, I actually look forward to this match, as I’ve looked forward to all of my other competitor’s matches. For now I must go prepare for our match…see you in the ring.
Vortex begins to laugh as he picks up the remote again. This time he switches the TV off and the camera fades out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 19, 2007 15:58:41 GMT -5
Match 2: Jack Jefferson vs VorteX (Credit: Hunter)
This match was an incredibly fast paced match, something that the fans clearly appreciated and enjoyed, despite its lower placement on the card. Neither man wasted any time in entering into the fray, and they exchanged only a few rapid punches and kicks before Jefferson was able to snap suplex Vortex. The latter followed this up by rising and delivering an arm drag, and then the two traded arm drags a couple of times, until eventually Jefferson was able to lock Vortex into a chickenwing armlock. Although a successfully executed move, it did little damage, as Vortex was able to quickly battle out of it. They exchanged a few strikes before eventually entering a series of reversals, from Jefferson's attempt at a wristlock was turned into a german suplex from Vortex, who was then countered by Jefferson via back flip into a dragon sleeper position. But Vortex was able to spin out of this and nail Jefferson with an exploder, but only for a quick one and a half count.
Vortex later began to lay into Jefferson with a barrage of kicks, attempting to counter Jefferson's brief advantage in the beginning of the match. Jefferson eventually countered one of the kicks and lifted Vortex up, and hit him with a well-placed fireman's carry/gutbuster combination, but only for a two count. The two rose once more after this, and Vortex countered a double underhook backbreaker by throwing Jefferson over him and briefly locking in a Cattle Mutilation, which Jefferson was able to "disarm" by placing his foot under the ropes. The referee forced the hold to be broken, and then Vortex simply launched into a combination of classic stomps, until Jefferson rolled out of the way, grabbed his foot, and pulled him down to the mat, then locked in the Indian Deathlock. Vortex eventually battled out, but because of a newfound weakness from the lock, Jefferson was able to quickly take him down with a Wheel Kick, which gets him THIS close to a three count.
Seemingly getting sick of Jefferson's continuous urge to show off, Vortex upped his game some more and was able to get in a mass amount of strikes on the former Fallout star, and then was able to hit him with a face first powerbomb to temporarily knock him out. He then dragged him into the corner and proceeded to powerfully nail his Annihilation Catalyst, much to the pleasure of the fans...although it only secures him a two and a half count for his efforts. He continued to stomp away at Jefferson, and then picked him up and set him on the turnbuckle for what appeared to be a superplex...Jefferson, on the other hand, was able to grab his head and flip him around for a tornado DDT, which yet again gets him incredibly close to the three. Both men rise and charge at each other, but it is Vortex who gets the advantage, followed by a surprisingly strong kick to the face. He then hops onto the top turnbuckle and waits to do his Blackout Dropkick, and the moment that Jefferson rises, Vortex leaps off the turnbuckle and connects with it perfectly, and this is enough to put Jefferson away for the three count.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 19, 2007 16:01:28 GMT -5
Segment: “Speculation” (Credit: Kudo)
ACW cameras open up after returning from a commercial and video footage of a press conference that took place a day before plays on the Alphatron monitor.
Kudo is surrounded by a mass of dark suits and professionals and he sticks out like a rather sore thumb with his sunglasses and the ARMADA flag tied around his shoulders almost like a cape. Kudo leans back in his chair and strongly chews a piece of gum in his mouth with his arms folded, waiting for the signal to begin. Finally, as the cue is given, Kudo leans forward and takes off his sunglasses and peers into the small crowd of reporters and cameramen in front of him. Just as he does so, the pictures begin flashing and he shakes his head and places his sunglasses back on. He spits out his gum, turns to his left and speaks sarcastically to the suited man next to him.
Kudo: You’d think that after all this time, people would know what I look like already. I came indoors out of the sun, but I didn’t know I was going to be blinded in here as well. Here you go, take all the pictures you want –
Kudo grabs a foreign sports magazine and opens it to a spread of him just after he won the year’s Super J Crown tournament. He props it open to the side, mocking the cameramen.
Kudo: I promise, I don’t look at all different from that picture.
Some low scoffs can be heard from the crowd, but Kudo quickly changes the mood and places the ACW Light Heavyweight championship belt on the table directly in front of him, next to his All Ontario TV title from SOCW. More pictures are taken, but Kudo pays no more heed to them and gets down to business.
Kudo: Now I called this press conference to first address an anonymous article that has circulated reporting illness on my master, Senzo Sakai and making wild claims about me. But I happen to know that everything mentioned in that article is not completely false. I also happen to know who wrote that article – I did.
Kudo pauses for dramatic effect, but quickly continues.
Kudo: I wrote that article to spare the interviewers of ACW from having to hold a mic up to my face and staying up at night trying to compile everything together with spectacular dramatics. My words, as eloquently as I can form them, lies within the ink on that original sheet of paper and now in the digital language found in the internet. I write what you know, what you mean to ask and what I mean to say – as best I can.
Some murmurs can be heard now from the reporters and even among some of the cameramen. Kudo breaks the intermission.
Kudo: My confidence has been in question for pretty much the first time I can remember. When my master is weak, I can’t help but find myself in a similar state, and my performances show it I’m sure. (Kudo looks into the crowd) Questions are already forming in your heads, I can see it in your faces, but I will speak no more about what I wrote. Take it as you see it and make your own speculations.
You can tell some of the reporters are dying to ask some questions and make comments, but Kudo has made this press conference a strictly one man affair. He speaks, they listen.
Kudo: But something I won’t leave to speculation tonight is the true bulk of this press conference, and that is the ACW Light Heavyweight championship and its future. Subsequently, as the title holder, I refer to my future as well. In my quest to maintain the strength of this belt and the division I represent, I am planning big things for this title for the future. I will turn the attention back to the place where it has deterred from long enough. So I tell you all now to keep your eyes open as I guarantee glory upon this title in the near future…
Kudo pauses for a second.
Kudo: I guess I did just leave a little bit for speculation didn’t I?
Kudo ends the press conference there with an imposing smirk and as quickly as he started, Kudo ends it. He is the first to get up with his titles and leave as the flickering of cameras takes over the room while he exits, the questions ironically mounting further after the supposed informative press conference.
-Fade Out-
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 19, 2007 16:05:56 GMT -5
Segment: Playtime - is over! (Credit: BK)
As the scene opens back up, BK London is angrily walking through the corridors before making his way to the double doors leading to the parking lot. He kicks open the two doors simultaneously, scaring a young couple making their way into the arena, and scopes out the parking lot for the production truck before laying his eyes on it.
He makes his way over to the truck and runs up the steps before nearly tearing the door off its hinges opening it. Inside, we get to see the real eyes behind ACW - all the buttons and wires and television screens that have access to everything in the ACW arena.
BK: Alright, I'm going to ask this question once, and only once - who was behind playing that tape?
There is no answer, neither of the guys in there want to reveal the person behind it, possibly because they could've been bribed or threatened or something to that effect.
BK: Hmm...no answers? Let's see...all the possibilites, all the ways I could shut off this broadcast and ruin ACW for millions of fans across the globe.
BK scopes around and sees the main power switch.
BK: Excellent.
Producer: What...what do you think you're doing?
BK: Well, the way I see it, if no one wants to tell me who was behind this. Then you guys really don't want the show to continue. You see, I have the ability to break this little plastic switch here, and stop the show altogether. So I'm going to give you one more chance to tell me...who was behind the tape?
Producer: Alright! Alright! Just chill out..
BK: Who DID it?
Producer: Listen alright, we can't tell you...
BK: Then write it down, or this show goes up in smokes.
Producer: Fine, FINE!
The producer takes the pen out of his shirt pocket and grabs any piece of paper before scribbling the name of the person on it. He slides it over to BK quickly and BK picks it up and smiles.
BK: You made a good choice.
Producer: Please, just go.
BK: Fine.
BK steps out of the production truck and finally brings the paper up to his face, he glances over it once before crushing it up and tossing it aside. A devilish smirk grows on his face as he walks off camera.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 19, 2007 16:06:24 GMT -5
Segment: Strength Through Unity (Credit: Scott Andrews)
Scott Andrews was absent on Warfare for good reason. Firstly, he needed a bit of time to cool down, and secondly he was preparing his new associate for ACW. New associate you ask? Well, you’ll just have to wait and see just like the rest of ACW. And it might not be much longer until the associate is revealed as the camera pans the ACW audience after returning from a commercial break. “Destroy Everything” begins to play across the speaker system as the lights flicker red and white. The crowd boos as Scott Andrews, dressed in his most appropriate attire, makes his way out to the arena carrying the briefcase and a microphone. He has a smirk on his face as he continues to the ring, entering through the second and top rope. He raises the briefcase in the air and smiles at the audience only provoking an uproar of boos from the crowd. He smiles and chews on some gum whilst waiting for the crowd to calm down as his music fades.
Scott: Now I’m gonna make this fast, because to be quite honest I don’t have time to talk to pieces of trash like you! So shut your damn mouths and listen up!
The crowd don’t take these comments lightly as they get louder and louder.
Scott: I asked for silence damn it! Now shut up!
The booing and jeering becomes deafening as people stand on their seats, throw rubbish, and begin a “Scotty Sucks” chant. How original. Nevertheless the crowd make their feelings known.
Scott: I said I don’t have time for you idiots, and that’s exactly what I mean, so I’m gonna cut to the chase and if you miss out then it’s your own damn fault! I came out for one reason, and one reason only, and that is to further seal an advantage over that schmuck Latino Laureno!
BOO!
Scott: Oh yeah, support the guy who’s career has been dead in the water for a long time now, how typical. You people make me sick! I’m the future of this company, I deserve some respect!
BOO!
Scott: But Latino, tonight you’re going to find out why they call me a mastermind, the man with the plan, the always prepared for anything, SKILL - THRILL - AND THE KILL! Because I’ve gone and made a deal with a man who’s thirsty for blood; a man who’s loyal to me and a man who calls himself “The Executioner!”
As Scott releases the last syllable from his pompous mouth the lights turn dark, with the odd camera flash, and a spooky voice, almost like that of a whispering child, speaks.
Voice: Run…run for your lives…
As soon as the voice stops the crunching guitar riff and accompanying drums of 100 Demons - “Never Surrender Virtue (No Desit Virtus)” begin to play and a large figure appears on the ramp. He stands still at the top of the ramp as the music continues to play and the lights begin flickering black and white. This reveals a black towel over his head, which at the end of the fourth bar he removes, revealing a bald head and long goatee. He then makes his way down the ramp. The man is covered in tattoos, most of which are tribal patterns. The crowd boo the man by association as the camera cuts to Scott Andrews who is clapping and applauding this monstrous being.
McNally: This guy is huge! Maybe 6’11 - 7’0 tall! And he’s built like a machine! Latino is definitely in trouble now!
Edison: Latino’s a crafty man though Max, never count out that he too may have a strategy.
The man only known as “The Executioner” at this point climbs onto the apron and enters over the top rope. He raises both hands in the air and brings in more boos from the crowd. As his music dies down he stands mid ring and folds his arms. Scott extends his arm for a handshake, but the man just stands still. Scott realises he isn’t going to get a hand shake and so pulls away.
Scott: Ok…well, ladies and jackasses, I give you “The Executioner” Butch Townsend!
Butch raises one arm and keeps his frown and furrowed brows steady, not letting his demeanour slip even for a second.
Scott: This is a man whom I have known for quite some time now. This is a man who Latino will greet soon enough! And this is a man who is not afraid of man nor machine! He will destroy anything and anyone who dares enter his path and just by looking at him you can see this is no joke!
His towering presence and bulging physique tell the tale all too well. He looks like he could take on a small army by himself.
Scott: So, Latino heed my warning, as of now you are completely outmatched, outsmarted and outnumbered! I’ve got the upper hand, and every time you think you’ve managed to balance things out, I’ll have another surprise waiting for you! I haven’t even begun to scratch the surface of what I can conjure up! And tonight, when we go into battle in the tag team match, I have another weapon by my side; my stable mate, Rattlesnake!
BOO!
Scott: You can’t catch a break can you, old man? But don’t worry, it’ll be over soon enough, and I will have exacted my revenge appropriately. Until then you’ll just have to suffer through the pain that is about to come. Luckily for you, Butch isn’t going to be at ringside tonight, but come Warfare you better have eyes in the back of your head because there’s going to be an assassination, and Latino, it’s definitely going to be you!
Scott drops the microphone as his music starts up again and he raises Butch’s arm in the air, although the “Executioner” is hesitant at first. The camera cuts as the two stand in unison looking like a very formidable unit of brains and brawn; the deadliest combination there is.
CUT!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 19, 2007 16:12:16 GMT -5
Match 3: Starkweather vs Kudo Yasuda (Credit: Nick Durden)
The far-away sounds of Starkweather’s entrance are accompanied by the silhouette of a figure cast onto the jumbo-tron. At the very crescendo of the intro a slow-motion shot of Starkweather's bright yellow mask is shown in slow motion accompanied by television static.
Live or die... Make your choice
At the moment of impact the song begins in earnest, and Starkweather takes the stage wearing his smiley face mask before heading down to the ring amidst a sea of boos.
Phillip Jones: Ladies and gentlemen, the following non-title contest is scheduled for one fall. Making his way to the ring...from Los Angeles, California...weighing in at two hundred and fifteen pounds...STARKWEATHER!
Stark climbs up the ring steps and enters the ring, removing his SWAT vest and smiley face mask.
The mellow guitar intro to “Poison” by Takashi Sorimachi resounds harmoniously throughout the arena while the arena lights dim and suddenly flash periodically. The lights slowly come back on to reveal Kudo Yasuda standing triumphantly atop the entry ramp. He begins to vigorously pump his fist into the air while the crowd goes wild with boos. Kudo makes his way to the ring while shaking his head furiously. He haughtily strokes the championship belt draped elegantly over his shoulder all along the way.
Phillip: And his opponent...from Kyoto, Japan...weighing in at two hundred pounds...he is the ACW Light-Heavyweight Champion...KUDO...YAAAAAAAASUUUUUUDAAAAAA!
Kudo hops onto the apron and enters the ring. He thrusts the belt up into the air one more time before handing it over to Carter Donovan, who promptly calls for the bell.
DING, DING, DING!
The two start off, as per usual, with a tie-up. Kudo sidesteps to end up behind Stark and locks arms around his waist. Stark jerks his body to the side to break Kudo’s grip while grabbing hold of Kudo’s arm and twisting it forward. After pulling down on Kudo’s arm once more, Stark twists it back around. Still holding onto Kudo’s arm, Stark forces him down to the mat and places his near knee on Kudo’s face, forcing him to lie sideways on the mat. Stark then pulls Kudo’s arm high into the air while pulling his wrist backward. Kudo twists his body out from under Stark and gets to his knees. Kudo pulls Stark out from under him, causing him to fall backwards to the mat. While getting to his feet, Kudo takes Stark’s ankle and twists it to the side. Stark grabs the back of Kudo’s knee and pulls it inward, forcing him to drop to one knee. Stark then takes hold of Kudo’s head and pulls him down. Stark rolls both himself and Kudo to the side so that it is Stark now on top. Stark wraps one arm around Kudo’s head and uses the other hand to rake Kudo’s face, being to release him before Donovan completes the five count. Stark raises Kudo to his feet and smacks him straight in the face with a knee lift. He then strikes with a roundhouse kick to the ribs. With Kudo sufficiently stunned, Stark takes Kudo’s arm and twists it forward. Stark hooks one leg around Kudo’s near leg while pulling Kudo’s arm across his chest. Stark tries to apply a headlock, but Kudo slips his head out of his grasp. Kudo takes hold of Stark’s near leg and sweeps it out from under him. Stark falls backward to the mat, and Kudo takes hold of his ankle, twisting it to the side afterward. Stark reaches for the back of Kudo’s knee and tries to pull him to one knee again, but Kudo expects the move this time and resolves to stay on two feet. Stark rolls to the side to twist his ankle back to its usual ankle and gets to his feet. With Kudo still holding onto his leg, Stark takes hold of Kudo’s near arm and twists it forward. Kudo jerks his arm out from Stark’s grip and sweeps his legs out from under him. Kudo grabs Stark’s leg again, but Stark kicks out and shoves Kudo away. Stark gets to his feet, and Kudo runs toward him again. Stark catches him in a drop toe hold. Stark bounds to his feet and moves over to Kudo’s feet. Stark wraps his arm around Kudo’s leg to set up for a KneeDT; however, Kudo throws his free leg around to catch Stark square in the jaw with a hooking kick. This sends Stark reeling and rolling under the bottom rope to the outside. Kudo rises to his feet as Stark takes a few moments to catch his breath on the outside. Stark reenters the ring.
The two clasp hands for a test of strength. Stark quickly pulls down, forcing Kudo to drop to his knees. Stark pushes down to bend Kudo’s wrists upward at an awkward angle. Kudo rolls his arms outward to pry them out of Stark’s grasp and quickly sweeps Stark’s feet out from under him. After Stark falls backward to the mat, Kudo again goes for the ankle and twists it to the side. This time, Kudo steps on Stark’s ankle with his near foot to prevent an escape. Stark eventually slips his leg out from under Kudo’s foot and rolls to the side, getting back to his feet. This time, Stark swings his free leg with an enzuigiri, but Kudo pulls his head back just in time to watch Stark’s foot sail across his face. Stark can’t slow his momentum and he crashes stomach-first to the mat. Kudo hops up and drills Stark in the back with a double-foot stomp. Kudo then moves to Stark’s feet and locks him into a surfboard. However, Stark drills some elbows into the side of Kudo’s head. Kudo is forced to release Stark and falls backward to the mat. Stark turns to face Kudo and takes hold of his leg. Stark twists it to the side while falling down, slamming Kudo’s leg into the mat as well. Stark takes hold of Kudo’s leg again and raises it high into the air, only to pull it straight back down again. Stark takes Kudo’s leg and twists it to the side, but Kudo drills his free foot straight into Stark’s face. Stark staggers backward to the ropes as Kudo gets to his feet. Stark bounces back, straight into a tie-up with Kudo. Kudo grabs hold of Stark’s arm and wrenches it forward. Kudo twists Stark’s arm behind his back into a hammerlock. Kudo then grabs hold of Stark’s other arm and twists it forward. Stark pulls Kudo in and lifts him up into a fireman’s carry. Stark attempts to reposition Kudo into a sidewalk slam position, but Kudo uses this momentum to toss Stark over with an arm drag. Both men bound to their feet, but Kudo acts first by running toward Stark. Stark tries to land a knife-edge chop, but Kudo ducks under and continues running toward the ropes. When Kudo bounces off, Stark tries to scoop him up for a sidewalk slam, but Kudo throws his legs up and wraps them around Stark’s head, tossing him over with a headscissors takeover afterward. Kudo pulls Stark up and backs him up into the corner with some forearm strikes to the side of the head. Kudo whips Stark to the opposite corner. Kudo runs to him and executes a cartwheel, landing so that his back is facing Stark. Kudo then leaps backward to drill Stark with a Flashback Elbow! Kudo whips Stark to the opposite corner. Kudo runs toward him, but this time, he catches a boot to the face. Kudo staggers backward to the center of the ring, and Stark pursues with a running knee lift. Stark covers.
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Stark raises Kudo to his feet, only to ground him with a snapmare. He rolls Kudo over onto his stomach and drills him in the back of the neck with a Falling Pendulum Clothesline. Stark takes Kudo’s arm and twists it behind his back into a hammerlock. Stark places a knee onto Kudo’s arm to trap it in that position. He then reaches for Kudo’s head and wrenches it backward. Stark wraps his arm around Kudo’s far arm and pulls it backward, placing a foot on Kudo’s face to further ascertain him. Still holding onto Kudo’s arm, Stark gets to his feet and buries a knee into Kudo’s exposed ribs. Kudo rolls over onto his back, but this only leaves him open to a flashing elbow. Stark covers.
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Stark raises Kudo to his feet and drills him with a European uppercut. Stark then lifts Kudo up into vertical suplex position and drapes his feet over the top rope. Stark turns around to trap Kudo in a one-handed three quarters facelock and drops down into seated position to hit the Relapse! Stark climbs to the top rope and comes flying off with a Re-Education, but Kudo rolls out of the way! Stark lands on his feet, but crumples under his own weight as he appears to have momentarily tweaked his ankle. This gives Kudo a chance to recover before raising Stark to his feet and whipping him into the corner. Kudo strikes with some roundhouse kicks to the ribs and whips Stark into the opposite corner. Kudo runs toward Stark and decks him with a clothesline. Kudo traps Stark into a side headlock and runs forth a few steps before dropping into seated position to plant him in a bulldog! The impact causes Stark to pop up onto his knees, leaving himself open to a dropkick to the face. Kudo covers.
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Kudo raises Stark to his feet, only to toss him right over with a K.O. Exploder! Kudo covers.
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Kudo climbs up to the top rope and leaps off with a moonsault, but Stark moves out of the way. Luckily for Kudo, he’s able to tuck his feet under him to achieve a safe landing. By this time though, Stark has gotten to his feet and slapped Kudo across the face with an enzuigiri! Kudo flaccidly flops face-first to the mat, after which Stark immediately locks in the Sensory Deprivation! Kudo’s no dummy and realizes serious damage could be done if he chooses to fight this hold, and therefore opts for the tapout.
DING, DING, DING!
Phillip: Here is your winner...STARKWEATHER!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 19, 2007 16:15:10 GMT -5
Segment: Momentum Shift (Credit: Zero) The shot opens to the backstage area where Jay Zero is standing outside of Chairman Gingerdudes office. As he looks at a paper posted up, several crew workers walk by and stare at Zero’s attire. Obviously, Zero didn’t go to his locker room yet and is still in his “Uncle Zero” costume. Zero then turns around, hearing chatter and glares at one of the workers who scurries by. Zero then turns and opens up the door, who is immediately being stared at by Ginger’s secretary. Zero jumps back at first, and judges if she’s real or not. Either she’s very perky, or a plastic doll with a stupid smile and big blue eyes painted on her face. Zero slowly walks in and closes the door behind him. [/center] Zero: Umm... [/color] Secretary: Yes? How many I help you, sir? Now that he’s seen her at least move her lips, he settles down. [/center] Zero: Yeaaah, how bout you let me in to talk to Mr. Gingerdude, missy.[/color] Secretary: Just one moment, please! She looks down at a schedule and starts typing like mad onto her computer. She’s taking a good amount of time and Jay starts to walk around the office, picking up a snowglobe, which seems to have the ACW arena inside it. He looks at it, scrunching up his face, before she swings her chair around and startles Jay, so he nearly drops it. He fumbles it in his hands before placing it down. [/center] Secretary: Are you his 5:20 with the American Gladiator? Jay just looks at her, confused. When he takes a glance at what he’s still wearing, everything seems to come together. [/center] Zero: Oh yeah, that’s me…. [/color] He walks right by the perky, plastic lady and opens the door to Ginger’s office. Ginger jerks his head to the side and turns off the football game on the television. He then starts to straighten things on his desk to look like he’s doing work. [/center] Zero: Cut the crap, Ging. [/color] Ginger: Jesus, Jay! Don’t….sneak up on me like that. As you can see, I’m……..I’m really……busy. Zero: Yeah, ok. [/color] He closes the door and sits down in one of the nice, leather chairs in front of Ginger’s desk. In order to get comfy, Jay lifts his feet up and extends his legs out on top of Gingers desk. Ginger glares at the boots that are on a pile of papers then pushes his chair back with his hands on his lap. [/center] Ginger: What do you want? Zero: Nothing, just come by to say hello to my favorite Chairman. [/color] There’s a delayed pause. [/center] Ginger: Alright then……I hope you don’t mind me asking but….what the bloody hell are you wearing? Zero: Gingy, don’t worry about my outfit. Right now, I think you should be worrying why the hell my name isn’t out on that card for tonight. [/color] Ginger: Hm? Zero: I don’t have a match……….what’s up with that, Ging? [/color] Ginger: Oh, well you’re just getting started here. I’m not going to overwork you, Jay. Zero: Overwork me? Gingy, baby! Come on! I’m Jay friggin’ Zero, you can’t just cut off my momentum like that going into Fallen Heroes! I’m on a roll lately! [/color] Ginger: Yeah well if you’re put on a very high demanding schedule early in your career then you probably won’t have it in you to go for a long time. I’m just doing what’s best for my talent, I’m doing what’s best for you, Jay. Zero: Well how ‘bouts YOU quit telling ME what’s best for my nature. If I’m on a roll, I’m gonna keep going till I come to a crashing stop, not just be cut off by some safety barrier! [/color] He takes his feet off of Ginger’s desk, kicking some papers off in the process. [/center] Zero: You can’t just give a dog a bone then take it away from him when he’s halfway done with it, Ging! And in this case, you can’t just take away my momentum when I’m getting ready for Fallen Heroes! [/color] Ginger: Listen, Jay. You want your momentum to keep going? You can find an alternative. But as far as a match is concerned, consider yourself having the night off. I’m not going to make some other match cut short to squeeze you in. Zero: So what do you suggest I go do? [/color] Ginger: I don’t know…surprise me Zero! Jay looks off to the side and smirks. [/center] Zero: Alright, an alternative. That works….Thanks, Gingy. [/color] He gets up and as Ginger extends his hand for a shake, Jay has already turned his back to him and is opening the door. Ginger pulls his arm back, pretending he didn’t do it at all and starts to fix up his desk. When Zero shuts the door, Ginger waits for a second before turning back around in his chair and turning the football game back on T.V.
The scene begins to fade. End[/center]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 19, 2007 16:16:06 GMT -5
Match 4: Rattlesnake & Scott Andrews vs Latino & AK (Credit: Latino)
The match starts off fast as Atomic and Scott begin the match. They both quickly lock up in the middle of the ring and after a few seconds pass by Atomic is whipped into the ropes. She bounces off and Scott leapfrogs over her with much ease and stamina. He quickly turns around, grabbing her head. He pulls her back roughly, slamming her back first into the ring mat. Scott then runs to the ropes and comes back with a big legdrop right across the neck of his opponent. He maneuvers himself around Atomic and tries to lock on a armbar. A faint fan in the background yells out “armBAR!” nearly a 1004 times in one minute as the two wrestlers struggle against one another. Back in her corner, Latino is slapping the turnbuckle as he gives support to his beloved his wife. He looks back at the fans with a grin and they start cheering her name “ATOMIC! ATOMIC! ATOMIC!” over and over again. She moves herself closer to the ropes. She stretches her arms and then recoils it back with a solid punch to her opponent’s face. She does so again and again as the fans volume increases with each hit. Finally, she breaks free and takes down Scott with a legsweep. Atomic kicks back up and runs towards the ropes. She bounces off and just as Andrews sits up he feels a big blow right to the face as Atomic takes him back down with a swift kick to the face. She then runs towards the ropes and springboards off the middle rope with a Lionsault that connects perfectly.
A few brief moments pass and Alicia gets back to her feet. She leaps forward and tags in Latino as the fans let out a big pop. He quickly jumps over the top rope as he is desperately waiting for this moment. He lunges forward but the Referee quickly intervenes. He starts shaking his head at Latino, yelling at him to step back. Scott stands back up with a grin as the Referee tells him to tag in his partner. Rattlesnake quickly enters the ring and Latino comes at him fast with a dropkick. He stumbles back but returns with a big lariat that nearly takes off Latino’s head. He hits the mat hard and Snake lifts Latino back onto his feet in seconds. He grabs him by neck and then lifts him for a vertical suplex. Latino escapes the move before it can be finished and gives Snake a kick to the gut. He tries to lift him for one of the Three Shots, but Snake quickly puts a stop to it. He slams a forearm to the back of Latino and then whips him into the turnbuckle. Snake charges at him and then slams into him with a shoulderblock. He pulls back and then ruses forward with another and another as Latino’s eyes practically bulge out of their sockets. Rattlesnake takes a few steps back and Latino stumbles forward. He grabs Latino and lifts him up onto his shoulders. He spins Latino and slams him down for the Snakebite. As Rattlesnake goes for the cover, Atomic makes a move to break the count. Scott grabs her before she can get inside the ring and pulls her straight off the ring apron. Atomic’s face slams into the ring apron as the Referee counts away…..ONE….TWO….THREE!
Phillip: Here are your winners…..Rattlesnake & Scott Andrews!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 19, 2007 16:16:45 GMT -5
Segment Name: Training for Fallen Heroes- Stealth and Elimination. (Credit: Freeman)
The camera fades in on a backstage area, and a single ring. Inside it is Freeman, and his fan club. Those are all the introductions you need.
Jack: Right, so in a battle royal, you have to be able to stay down, and then dish out the punishment when you get the chance. When people aren’t looking, you pounce. When they turn towards you, you play dead. Get on the ground. They won’t go for you. Got it?
Freeman: Yeah, that’s good and all. I get that. I will do it. But what I don’t get, is how I can train for that
Jack: Have you ever heard of the game…“Red light, green light.”?
Freeman: …
Freeman shakes his head and looks at Jack in disbelief, to see if he is joking or not, but Jack’s face is straight.
Freeman: You are kidding me, right?
Jack: No! Come on, one, two three…
Before Freeman can say anything…
Jack: NOT IT!
Tom: not it…
Ryan: Like, SO totally not it.
Mike: Dude, I love this game but there is no way I’m it because like…hey, being it is bad, and I don’t wanna be it.
Jacob shakes his head to signify that he is not it either…and Jack reacts angrily
Jack: Somebody has to be it!
Ryan: So like, whoever’s it stands there, until somebody pounces on them from behind?...
Jack: No, you are NOT it after that comment
Mike: Like, somebody has to be it and we all said “hey, not it!” except for Freeman so I guess that Freeman must be it which really doesn’t make much sense because…
Jack scowls at Mike, and cuts him off. Freeman sighs and just waits for this to all finish.
Jack: He is not it! This whole thing is FOR him. I’M it. Okay? Guys get ready.
Freeman: I really don’t think that this is going to help me much to win a battle royal so maybe we should just….
Jack: No, we’re playing this. Now, I’m going to stand by these ropes. You guys stand on the other side. To win, you throw me over when I’m not looking. If I catch you though, you’re out! And you have to lay on the ground as soon as I turn around. Because in a battle royal that’s what you do.
Jack turns away and the others sigh. Tom, Ryan, Freeman, Jacob, and Mike get ready to play the game. Jack faces the other way, and they go forward.
Jack: Red light, green light, 1, 2, 3!
Jack spins around, and the others stop as soon as he does and hit the ground, though they are all late, none of them managing to do it as soon as he turns around. The only reason, Jack didn’t say anything, however, is because Jacob keeps walking forward calmly.
Jack: Jacob, stop it, you idiot! You’re out!
Jacob merely crosses his arms and continues walking to where Jack is. He puts a hand on Jack’s shoulder, and Jack looks a bit scared.
Jacob: …You lose…
And with that, Jacob shoves Jack backwards into the ropes and clotheslines him out of the ring. Jack lands on the ground and tumbles to the floor. Freeman can’t help but smirk, as Jack stands up angrily.
Jack: That was not fair at all! You are ruining the game and sending the wrong message to Freeman.
Freeman: Haha, he destroyed you. If I do that I can easily win!
Jack: But you won’t do that because it’s bad strategy!
Freeman seems a bit annoyed at Jack’s statement, and gives him a look of anger.
Freeman: Strategy?! Did you see the six man battle royal a week or two ago? Where’d your strategy get me?
Jack: Well, the guy who brought in the weapon didn’t win…
Freeman: Yeah, but Snake did! And BK eliminated me. While I was knocked out I might add.
Jack: …Well, I…that was a mini match. The strategy only works in the REAL one. It will work next Saturday! I promise you that.
Freeman: Oh, you promise me, huh?
Mike: Hey, dudes, just stop the fighting, because it isn’t going to get you anywhere really, because in the end the only way to find out who’s going to win is going to be to do the match, and all we’re trying to do is help, and I think that this game might help.
Jack: Yeah, what he said! It will help! This is how you win a battle royal. Freeman, we are going to play this until you win. And Jacob is OUT!
Freeman sighs, and realizes that while this may not be helping much, the odds of Jack actually giving up were slim. Freeman goes back to the other side of the ring, and the others follow suit. Jack makes sure that Jacob knows that he is eliminated, and Jacob doesn’t seem to care much, as he leaves the ring.
Jack: Red light, Green light, 1,2, 3!
Jack spins around, and as he does, Freeman, Mike, and Ryan stop and hit the ground. Unfortunately however, Tom, being drunk, stumbles around, before eventually going forward a bit. He then manages to regain his balance and eventually lies on the ground.
Jack: Tom, I saw you, you’re out!
Tom: Wh-wh-wha? I couldn’t even stand…I…
Jack: Get out of this ring, now!
Tom: H…hey, you’re not the boss of me! Nobody’s the boss of me….
Jack: Shut up, your drunkenness has cost you, and that’s your fault. Nobody forced you to get drunk. Maybe if you had sobered up you could have won. When was the last time you’ve been fully sober anyways?
Tom has to think about that one, and in his current state, thinking is not something he is able to do…so he merely stumbles around, and eventually decides it’s better to stop arguing and leave the ring. There are no drinks in the ring anyways.
Tom: Well…Well fine then! IM GOING TO GO FIND JACOB! HE’S MORE FUN THAN YOU’LL EVER BE! AND I HOPE FREEMAN LOSES! Or…I mean…well…no…I don’t…but…whatever!
Tom, unable to find anything to say, merely leaves the room, and Jack shrugs.
Jack: And then there were three.
Freeman: Yeah, let’s get on with this. Hurry up.
Jack: Yeah, okay…get ready! Red light, green light, 1, 2, 3!
As he turns and says this, Freeman, Ryan, and Mike run forward, trying to get to Jack to throw him out of the ring. They are almost there, when Jack spins around. Ryan is right next to Freeman when this happens, and not wanting to be lying down next to Ryan, Freeman shoves him away before getting to the ground. Unfortunately for Ryan, he stumbles backwards, and Jack spots this.
Jack: That’s it Ryan, you’re out!
Ryan: Oh my god, that’s like…sooooo totally not fair.
Jack: Too bad. You’re done!
Ryan looks disappointed and walks out of the ring, leaving only Mike and Freeman.
Jack: And Mike, you’re eliminated too!
Mike: What, but I was on the ground as soon as you…
Jack: No, you’re too heavy. I heard your footsteps a mile away. No way could you sneak attack me. You’re out. But Freeman doesn’t win yet, because he still has to eliminate me.
Mike, looks dejected and leaves the ring, while at the same time rambling about the injustice of this elimination
Mike: Hey, no way is this fair, because I was definitely on the ground as soon as you turned around, and I may have even beaten Freeman, but actually I probably wouldn’t have because then he’d be like “Hey, I’m mad” because he’s my idol and I would never want to beat him, and I probably couldn’t anyway if I tried, and that’s okay, but the fact that I was eliminated just because he was like “Hey, I heard you” isn’t fair, because he probably didn’t even hear me, because I wasn’t that loud, and I think I was doing pretty good, and this is always my favorite game, but now it’s not my favorite game anymore…
Jack: Oh, shut up! You’re going to ruin the finals.
Jack looks at Freeman, and crosses his arms. Freeman sighs, and obviously just wants this to be over.
Jack: You are doing very good. If this was a battle royal I would never have gone for you. You seemed totally out. But now, is the final showdown. You must now prove your ability to throw people over the top rope. Are you ready.
Freeman: It’s a game, and I don’t really care that much. But, yes, I am.
Jack: Well, good, then get readier, because I’m ready.
Freeman: …readier…?
But Jack has already turned around. Freeman goes forward fast, so that he can get to him.
Jack: Red light, Green light, 1, 2, 3.
As Jack begins to spin, Freeman is ready. Freeman jumps with a dropkick, and as soon as Jack turns around he gets hit and goes tumbling over the ropes, for the second time. He gets up, and Freeman looks down after him, and Jack gives a satisfied nod.
Jack: YES! THAT’S THE WAY TO DO IT! Maven style, too! I love that. Great!
Jack begins to cheer, and Freeman seems relatively happy with that. The game wasn’t that useful, but it’s always fun to win.
Jack: Jason Freeman, you are getting better and better. Just a bit more training, and you’ll be totally ready for anything, that the battle royal can bring. Next Monday, the final training. Be ready!
The camera fades out as Freeman smirks in his victory. Of course, it was basically useless. Or maybe not. Maybe this training actually does work. One thing is for sure, nobody else has tried it. Maybe it will give an advantage.
Fade.
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