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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 12, 2007 16:47:32 GMT -5
Segment: More than meets the eye (Credit: BK London)
The segment fades in with BK London holding Bryanna in his arms, emerging from the black tunnel leading from the backstage area to the stage after what just occured in the ring with Jake Cheng.
The first person BK London spots is referee Joey Reynolds and he quickly runs up to him, still with her in his arms.
BK: Yo Joey!
Joey:BK! What's up man? What happened here?
BK: No time to explain now, where's the medic?
Joey: He's down the hall, but he's working on someone right now, I think you should head to Dr. Gibson at Dwight's Gym, I'm sure Tim wouldn't mind.
BK: Thanks Joey!
BK begins to hustle down the corridor with Bryanna in his arms, and all of a sudden the young fan begins to regain consciousness. And he slows down.
BK: Bryanna, are you ok? Are you ok?
BK places her down and she's able to stand up herself and watches BK London for a moment, before diving in and planting him with a surprising kiss to say the least. After about 7 seconds, BK shoves Bryanna off of him and wipes the lip gloss off his bottom lip before looking back at her, still a bit taken back by this.
BK: What the fuck was that for?
Bryanna: For saving me...I..I thought -
BK: You thought what? I'm married!
Bryanna: But but...
BK: You know what? Forget it. I'm out of here.
BK storms off camera, and the camera closes on a bit of a devious smile emerges across the face of Bryanna which leads us to wonder, is this fan really who BK believes she is? Or is there more to the story....foooooreshadowing...oooooh.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 12, 2007 16:48:07 GMT -5
Segment: A New Life Begins (Again) (Credit: Scott)
ACW returns from commercials as the camera cuts ringside to McNally and Edison.
McNally: Well ladies and gentlemen welcome back to ACW Thursday Night Meltdown, and let me tell you - -
“A NEW LIFE BEGINS!”
“Destroy Everything” by Hatebreed begins to blast from the speakers as Scott Andrews, dressed in his usual backstage attire, comes out onto the ramp to a gracious response from the fans. He looks less than content as he trudges down the ramp with a microphone in hand; no acknowledging the fans, no taunts or signature gestures, just a straight walk to the ring.
He climbs the stairs and enters through the ropes.
Scott: CUT MY MUSIC!
The music does as it is told.
McNally: What is Scott Andrews doing out here? He isn’t scheduled for a match tonight, Eddy!
Scott stands mid-ring and puts the microphone to his lips.
Scott: Now, a lot of you are probably wondering why I’m out here, and why I look so distraught and angry; well I’m out here to tell you just that.
He walks towards the ropes and leans on them as he continues.
Scott: Y’see, I’m having a hard time dealing with ACW management at the moment. I’m having a hard time not thrusting my fist through their skulls!
McNally: Well, that’s a little extreme…
Scott: I’ve had it up to HERE with their bullshit, their treachery, and their corrupt and unlawful system of politics! I’ve seen many men, a lot of my friends, enter this place only to leave because they couldn’t take the politics, the dishonesty, and the corruption within these walls…I’ve been here a while and I’ve seen what goes on. I’ve been through it, but I carried on because I hoped that one day everything would be ok. I hoped that someday there would be good, honest competition around here…but I am still waiting, and I refuse to wait any longer…
Scott whips his shades off and stares into the barrel of the main camera.
Scott: I know I may seem like a hypocrite due to my past, but I’m a changed man; I’ve grown, I’ve matured, and I vow to bring justice into this god forsaken promotion and make sure that that day comes about; if not for me, then for the generations that follow! I see greed, dishonour and disrespect on a daily basis and it makes me sick! You might say that you get those forms of negative approach in any other walk of life, and you’d be right; but it is because of mismanagement and ACW higher-ups not doing their fucking job that this place is turning to shit and NO-ONE is doing ANYTHING ABOUT IT!
Scott’s face goes red as he emphasizes his statements with passion and truth in his voice.
Scott: Last week when I was kneed in the back of the head by that bastard Kudo Yasuda leading to me being unconscious for the next five minutes, who did anything about it?! Not ACW management, that’s for sure! There are countless other situations that I’m not going to even bother with, but last week was the last straw! Scott Andrews has respect for those who give it back, but those who don’t will be destroyed. ACW management and any ACW superstar who thinks they are above the law you better re-think your strategy, because Scott Andrews is a motherfuckin’ vigilante and it is my duty to enforce morality and good conduct within this organisation by any means necessary in order to put things right!
McNally: Scott Andrews is really letting loose here, Eddy!
Edison: Tell me about it! If he’s going to try and go head to head with management I think it’s going to be an uphill battle he may never win…
Scott: And some say a quest for a championship belt is one of materialism; that it’s for the gold. Well I say differently. The ACW Championship has been held by many a great competitor, only the best can say they’ve held it in their hands, had it around their waists, and raised it above their heads, and I want the privilege of being one of those people, not because of material obsession, but because I want proof. I want proof that my crusade or journey for the title wasn’t in vain. I want proof that I could win the title MY way with MY rules in practice! I know it’s not going to be easy, but good things come to good people, sometimes it just takes a while; but for that I’m willing to wait. ACW management and ACW superstars this is your warning; I live by the saying “do unto others, as you would have done to you”, so take that onboard the next time you see me in the hallways and the next time you fight me in that ring because one mistake could lead you to a lifetime of pain…the "Vigilante" Scott Andrews is the new law around here...
Scott drops the microphone as the crowd and the commentators are left to ponder what the crap Scott is going on about and what he plans to do in regards to his statements.
FADE OUT.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 12, 2007 16:48:41 GMT -5
Segment: What I deserve. (Credit: Rena)
Rena: Did you see what he did to me?
Ginger: Erick?
Rena: No, I don’t give a fuck about him. Jonny Hughes. He fucking shoved me against a wall.
Rena was in the office of Gingerdude’s. She was pacing back and forth, furious about what had just happened. She finally took a seat across from him in a rather comfortable leather chair.
Ginger: Rena I told you that you need to stop provoking them. Eventually they’ll snap back, regardless of your sex.
Rena: I’m not trying to turn this into a gender issue!
Rena had stood up and leaned forward onto Ginger’s desk, her face red with new anger.
Ginger: I know, I know. You just need to calm down with some of the guys from now on.
Rena: So now I’m being told to change who I am?
Ginger: Listen, there’s no need to begin a feminist rally on me darling.
Rena: I’m not. It’s just that-
Ginger: Look, I can’t really do anything about what he did. You have to deal with it on your own without me holding your hand every step, alright?
She slammed a palm on the desk and sat back down.
Rena: Fine.
Rena pouted and rubbed her hands against the leather on the arms of the chair.
Rena: I wanted something else.
Ginger: What is it?
Rena: The title.
Ginger: You know yourself you’re not ready to face Wyvern.
Rena: I’m talking about the newly vacated Entertainment title.
Ginger: I don’t know, Rena…
Rena: Come on. I deserve at least some kind of chance.
Ginger: True, but-
Rena: I swear I’ll work for it!
Ginger: You know I’d give it to you in a second, but there’s been other people asking me for it.
Rena: Then we’ll all have to fight for it. Think of the ratings….a battle royale for the Entertainment Title.
Ginger: It does have a ring.
Rena: Think about it, okay?
Ginger: Alright. And I’ll see what I can do with Jonny.
Rena: Thanks babe.
Rena was already up and out the door before anything could be said. She had business to attend to at the moment. Ginger only rubbed his temples and laid back in his chair.
Ginger: I need to learn to say no to women….
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 12, 2007 16:49:20 GMT -5
Segment: Sarin Wears Prada (Credit: Sarin / Yoko)
Side by side, Yoko and Sarin stroll down a backstage corridor, their steps languid though rhythmic, harmonious. Sarin smiles at a passing employee, her cheeks flushed and full.
Yoko: You're unusually cheery tonight.
Sarin wraps her slim arms around Yoko's left bicep, resting her head on her shoulder, snuggling.
Sarin: Just happy to be back here with you!
Yoko's lips brush gently against Sarin's honeyed hair, no longer dusty. Her nose catches a waft of something flowery and altogether pleasant. A new perfume?
Yoko: So! Do you think I can take Wyvern tonight?
Sarin: Of course you can, you did it before!
Yoko: I did, but this time he's the world champion. He's not being hassled over the legality of his performances, he's in top shape. And I'm, well...not. Good thing you'll be able to help out.
Sarin suddenly gasps.
Sarin: Oh, Yoko darling, I'm so sorry, I clean forgot! Prada offered me an endorsement deal--the negotiations are tonight and I simply must be there; it's quite a lucrative offer.
Yoko: But you're my good luck charm!
Sarin: I'll be there in spirit, darling. Besides, I doubt you'll have much trouble with this one. They call you Yokoberg for a reason.
Yoko giggles, bolstered by Sarin's confidence.
Yoko: You're right. Wyvern's tough, but I'm tougher. I DID do it before, after all...
Yoko pauses.
Yoko: I AM tougher, right?
Sarin: Toughest.
Yoko: Thanks. Good luck with the negotiations, by the way. Will you get a lot of free clothes?
Sarin: Of course! I wouldn't bother if that wasn't the case.
They stop in front of Yoko's locker room. Sarin detaches herself from Yoko, not before planting a swift kiss on her cheek.
Sarin: Knock 'em dead, Yokoberg. See you later tonight!
She salutes Yoko before doubling back, whistling "Twisted Nerve." Yoko watches her leave. The locker room door swings shut.
End Segment.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 12, 2007 16:50:01 GMT -5
Segment: Adagio of Revenge (credit: Rena/Jonny Hughes for his lines)
Rena was backstage and walking down the corridors. She smiled, giving a hint that she was close to her intended destination.
….: Umm miss Matheson?
She turned to see a small woman with a headset on her hold a clipboard close to her body. Rena stared at her, and gave her a look to continue.
….: Well I’m supposed to tell you that Ginger wants to see you.
Rena: Ginger? I was just there-
…: I know but he wants to talk to you about something.
Rena: Al right. Tell him I’ll be right there.
The girl smiled and disappeared around a corner. Rena stood there for a moment to think about what he would want, but finally continued to move on. She finally got to a room which was decorated with a metallic sign, reading “Jonny Hughes”. She thought of the elegant sign she had on her office compared to this one. How the bad half lived, she thought as she easily tore the sign off the door. She knocked twice, and then opened the door to pop her head in.
Rena: Hello?
No one was there. She smiled, moving into the room and closing the door quietly behind her. It was the typical males locker room. Wrestling attire thrown around the room with little personal items about.
Rena: What’s this?
She found a duffel bag filled with various street clothes. She went through the bag and found regular clothes, boxers, jeans, t-shirt, deodorant….nothing out of the ordinary. She had something brewing in her head because she started taking the clothes out one by one.
::meanwhile, in the corridor::
Hughes was walking down the halls towards his locker room. He was still mildly pissed with Rena and about his match, but he was almost ready to go home for the night. He was close to his office, and was about to blow a sigh of breath but he noticed his sign had fallen off the door.
Hughes: Great, as if my evening could get much worse
He picked it up and held it in his hands, holding it in his hands until he could put it on again tomorrow or another day. He was about to open the door, turning it slowly, until Charlotte popped up out of nowhere.
Charlotte: JONNY! Can I get an interview?
Hughes: Not right now Miss King.
Charlotte: Oh, please? It won’t take a minute!
Hughes: You're persistent Miss King, I'll give you that interview
Charlotte: How does it feel to lose to BK and TK?
Hughes: No, I’m not talking about that issue.
Charlotte: But-
Hughes: I'm sorry Miss King but I don't have time for this, I have places to be and people to see.
And soon, he was in his locker room. She was there, that bitch. Rena stood smiling, her hands on her hips.
Hughes: What the fuck do you want.
Rena only dug her shoe into the ground and looked down like a little sheep. She let out a big sigh and smiled at him.
Rena: I just came to say sorry.
Hughes: What, I didn’t hear you correctly. Did you just say you were…sorry?
Rena: Yes, I’m so sorry for what I said. I shouldn’t have, I mean…hey, I lost tonight too. I should have had more compassion.
She moved in closer, reaching out to him.
Rena: I am so sorry.
Hughes: I guess it’s alright.
Rena: Good. Come give me a hug.
Hughes: A what?
Rena: A…hug…
She reached out to him more, but as she moved closer she caught him off-guard and pushed his stomach against the wall, holding one arm behind his back. She moved in closer and whispered into his ear.
Rena: You fucking touch me again and I’ll snap your dick in half, got it?
Hughes: Fuck you.
He struggled, but Rena let go of her grip. She smiled as he just watched her. She closer her eyes and giggled.
Rena: Well it was a nice chat. I have to go. See you honey!
It was such a fake line, but it was a cue. She left not a minute after she said it, slamming the door behind her. He shook his head, but something out of the corner of his eye caught his attention. It was his duffel bag, the some clothes sticking out. As he moved closer, he saw what she had really done.
Hughes: FUCKING BITCH!
All of his clothes were spray-painted with neon colors. He grabbed the duffel bag and threw it across the room, taking a very frustrated seat on the bench beside him.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 12, 2007 16:51:00 GMT -5
Segment: Violation (Credit: AK)
Wednesday, 7.30pm
The end of another typical working day for Alicia Laureano is heralded by the crunch of car tyres on the gravel of the drive. She sits in the car for a few moments, looking at the house which she and her husband are slowly turning into their own; it’s not want of financial resources, but rather a simple lack of time which is causing the last of their home improvements to drag. But even though a couple of the rooms are still awaiting their final paint and decoration, Alicia is still immensely glad to be back on home ground in the fullest sense of the word.
She fumbles for her keys, a long gym session making her slightly less than precise, as she walks up the steps on to the porch. Victor won’t be in; Wednesdays are his regular nights out these days with a small number of close friends. Alicia quite often envies him this kind of routine; maybe someday soon she’ll think about-
The chill of the handle is distinct and completely unexpected. Before she even applies pressure, she knows that something is wrong. It’s like something out of a bad movie as the door opens without the need for her key to penetrate the lock; her home has already been penetrated, and for a few seconds she doesn’t want to step over that threshold which only a few moments before was so appealing.
But emotions speed in such situations, and a deep-rooted, fundamental kind of anger muscles its way in. She enters, and moves into the main living room.
The disruption and destruction seems to be almost random. One half of a couch set has been upended and the base broken with a stiff kick, while the other is untouched. An arm has been swept along a shelf, causing a vase and other knick-knacks to fall and crack or shatter on the stone fireplace below, and the Plasma TV has been shoved off of its stand, but the DVD player is exactly where it was left. The rational part of Alicia’s brain appraises reasonably quickly that though a lot of stuff is broken, nothing looks to have been taken. Rather than reassuring her, this only serves to make Alicia more nervous.
She proceeds with caution through her home, and in every room there are items broken or moved. The freezer has been unplugged, and much of the food stored there is likely to be inedible; a few plates from a set have been discarded on to the floor, while others have been spared seemingly on a whim. Even more strangely, the dining room furniture has been piled en masse on to their dining table to form what could almost be a bizarre sculpture. The further Alicia goes, the more the juxtaposition of the random and the apparently deliberate becomes evident…
She shudders involuntarily as she reaches the stairs. The rooms above are the most personal, and she already has a feeling that they won’t have been ignored. She finds more arbitrary vandalism with the sink taps left on in the bathroom to ruin the floorboards, and the guest room looks as if it’s had a number of rowdy toddlers staying over and holding the world’s biggest pillowfight. But by this stage, only one room matters to Alicia – the bedroom she and her husband share. Ominously, the door is closed, the only barred entrance in the entire house. With her skin prickling, Alicia leans in and pushes the door forward.
Desecration is the only word for what lies within. Clothes are scattered everywhere, with her undergarments prominently hurled around and the entire draw emptied. The bed is relatively untouched, but on it lies a collage of her most personal possessions; photo albums, letters, and items of jewellery, laid out as if for some kind of exhibition. Nothing remains secret or sacred…
But Alicia barely registers any of this. Her eyes are wide, and her lower lip quivers ever so slightly; she can finally identify where the all-pervading malice throughout the building has been emanating from. It’s characterised first by a smell which has gradually become a stench… the reek of commencing decay.
The cat’s eyes are half-closed, its tongue lolling through blue lips concealed by black fur. The fangs are showing, damning evidence of a cruel death. Its sightless gaze carries to the mirror above the dressing table it is laid out upon, where lipstick lines spell out a single, hypodermically cold message:
“I KNOW.”
Alicia’s mind struggles to handle this last straw designed to break her. She has to draw on all her inner resources to master herself; the modus operandi of her visitor leads her to one conclusion, one name. She closes her eyes, as if searching for something inwardly.
Alicia (whispering): No… you don’t know, do you? You really don’t know very much about me at all…
She still has an overwhelming urge to run, to hide, to retreat from the edge of the abyss. But it’s clear now that she no longer has such an option open to her.
Someone is more than she thought she was, finding an inner resolve.
Someone else is a monster.
Fade.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 12, 2007 16:51:43 GMT -5
Match 5: Wyvern vs. Yoko Satoshi - Non-Title Match (Credit: Michael)
“This Night” by Black Lab rings throughout the arena as the man himself, ACW’s own World Champion, Wyvern steps out from behind the curtains.
Phillip Jones: Ladies and gentlemen, the following non-title contest is your Meltdown feature contest, and it is scheduled for one fall. Making his way to the ring...from Tacoma, Washington...weighing in at two hundred and ten pounds...he is the ACW World Champion...THIS...IIIIIIIIIIIIS WYVEEEEEEEEEERN!
Maxwell McNally: Hello and good evening from ACW Island. Folks, you should consider yourselves lucky that you’ve tuned in tonight because this night, no pun intended, marks the return of one of ACW’s most dominant superstars, “The Flower Of Carnage” Yoko Satoshi, to in-ring action, right here on ACW Island.
Eddie Edison: And while she did defeat Rena Matheson at Omega Effect, you have to feel that this is her first real test since returning. The current World Champion outlasted BK London and Senator Steve Phillips, so he’s nothing to sneeze at.
Wyvern marches slowly down the ramp and to ringside. He climbs up the steps and enters the ring. He leans against the ropes as he awaits the arrival of his opponent.
The crowd goes wild as the ever-famous opening chords of “Flower of Carnage” roar once again. It isn’t too long before the woman herself, Yoko Satoshi, fully clad in all her splendor with those five hefty championship belts, steps out into view.
Phillip: And the opponent...from Okinawa, Japan...weighing in at one hundred and seven pounds...“THE FLOWER OF CARNAGE”...YOKO...SAAAAAAAATOOOOOOOSHIIIIIIIIIIIII!
Yoko takes the time to offer the fans some love on her walk to the ring. She hops up onto the apron and enters the ring. After taunting to another raucous reception form the audience, she unbuckles the five belts and sets them near her corner. RAF calls for the bell.
DING, DING, DING!
The two approach each other cautiously. Once in range, they lock up into a test of strength. After a few moments of struggling for leverage, Wyvern exerts his size advantage and powers Yoko up against the ropes. Yoko, well-learned in the science of momentum she is, uses the recoil as she makes contact with the ropes to bounce away so that she’s no longer back up against the ropes. However, it isn’t too long before Wyvern makes another push and backs Yoko up against the ropes again. This time, Yoko has no counter as Wyvern keeps her steadfastly pinned. After some coercion from RAF, Wyvern finally backs away, but not before unleashing a vicious European uppercut right upside Yoko’s head! As Wyvern backs away to the center of the ring, a most smug smirk painted across his face. Yoko quickly shakes the cobwebs out and moves toward Wyvern again. The two engage each other in a tie up, and it’s Yoko who manages to exert her strength this time as she powers Wyvern up against the ropes. At the beckoning of RAF, Yoko retreats, not resorting to the thug tactics of delivering a cheap shot. Wyvern lunges at Yoko for another tie-up, but Yoko sidesteps to end up behind Wyvern and locks arms around his waist. Wyvern pries Yoko’s arms apart and then wrenches her arm forward. In return, Yoko grabs hold of Wyvern’s wrist and wrenches his arm forward. Wyvern steps under Yoko’s arm to twist it forward. This time, Wyvern places his knee across Yoko’s shoulder to force her to the mat. However, it’s the tried and true tenacity that’s made Yoko so famous throughout the years that allows her to claw her way to the ropes. Wyvern releases the hold, but immediately continues his assault with some stomps across Yoko’s back. After sufficiently stunning Yoko, Wyvern raises her to her feet and blasts her with some thunderous chops. Wyvern then takes her into a front facelock and tries to lift her up for a suplex, but Yoko hooks a leg around Wyvern’s to block the attempt. Instead, after stunning him with a few punches to the gut, Yoko lifts Wyvern up for a suplex and drops him stomach-first across the top rope! With Wyvern still dangling over the top rope, Yoko unloads one, two, three toe kicks straight into his face! Wyvern escapes to the outside in hopes of finding a respite. Yoko allows him no such thing as she pursues him. Yoko continues her assault with a roundhouse kick, but Wyvern fights back with a forearm strike. Yoko retaliates with a knife-edge chop, to which Wyvern responds with a European uppercut. But this doesn’t seem to phase Yoko, who merely takes hold of Wyvern’s wrist and whips him into the barricade! Yoko re-enters the ring and takes a breather while waiting for Wyvern to return himself.
As soon as Wyvern slides back into the ring, Yoko springs on him with some stomps across his back. Yoko lifts Wyvern to his feet, only to ground him again with a snapmare, followed quickly with a soccer kick across his back. Yoko pulls Wyvern up and takes him to the mat with a fireman’s carry. Yoko then runs to the ropes and bounces off to land a leg drop straight across Wyvern’s throat! Yoko gets to her feet and plants another stomp into Wyvern before lifting him to his feet. Yoko whips Wyvern to the ropes, and when he bounces off, she’s there to greet him with Violet Urges! Yoko covers.
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Yoko rolls Wyvern over onto his stomach and locks him up in a camel clutch. However, Yoko doesn’t have the bulk to effectively weigh down Wyvern, who manages to fight his way up to his feet. Yoko wraps her legs around Wyvern’s waist in an attempt to hold onto him. Wyvern simply falls backward to crush Yoko underneath his weight. However, Wyvern is unable to capitalize as he’s still trying to catch his breath after almost getting the life choked out of him. Subsequently, Yoko recovers first and strikes with some roundhouse kicks to back Wyvern up against the corner. Yoko then forces him into seated position with some stomps before placing the sole of her boot against Wyvern’s throat to choke him, making sure to release before the five count. Yoko then raises Wyvern to his feet and blasts him with some forearm strikes, but this leaves Wyvern unfazed, as he grabs hold of Yoko’s head and lands a swift jawbreaker. While Yoko stumbles around in a daze, Wyvern strikes with a dropkick! Both spring back up to their feet, but Yoko acts first by running toward Wyvern. Wyvern anticipates this and sidesteps to get around Yoko and roll her up into a school boy!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 12, 2007 16:52:16 GMT -5
KICKOUT
The two bound to their feet again, and this time, Wyvern strikes first with a jumping calf kick. Wyvern pulls Yoko up and whips her into the ropes. When Yoko bounces off, Wyvern lands a jumping heel kick! Wyvern covers.
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Wyvern lifts Yoko to her feet and tries to whip her into the counters, but Yoko counters and sends Wyvern to the corner instead. Yoko runs at him, but only catches a boot to the face for her trouble. This doesn’t deter Yoko, though, as she runs back toward Wyvern again, but yet again is Wyvern ready for it as he drills a mule kick into her gut. Wyvern then climbs onto the second rope and leaps off with a double axe handle, but Yoko takes to the skies and buries a Bunny Knee into Wyvern’s face! Yoko lifts Wyvern to his feet and whips him into the ropes. Yoko runs to the opposite ropes and bounces off to meet Wyvern with a Pop From Okinawa! Yoko pulls Wyvern up and whips him to the corner. Yoko runs toward him, and Wyvern sticks out his foot, hoping to catch Yoko in the gut. However, Yoko catches Wyvern’s foot and buries a toe kick up into his knee! Yoko uses a savate kick to push Wyvern back into the corner. Yoko runs to the opposite corner, only to go charging back to Wyvern and burying a yakuza kick into his face! Wyvern drops into seated position. Yoko climbs up to the top rope facing away from the ring. Yoko then leaps slightly backward to drill a double stomp into the crown of Wyvern’s head! Yoko pulls Wyvern slightly away from the ropes and covers.
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While Wyvern fights back up to his feet, Yoko climbs to the top rope and soars off to land a missile dropkick! Wyvern pulls himself up by the ropes and leans against the corner. Yoko runs toward him, only to get tossed over the top rope with a back body drop. Yoko lands safely on the apron. When Wyvern turns to face her, Yoko throws a punch, only for Wyvern to block it. Wyvern throws a punch of his own, which Yoko blocks as well. Yoko then tries to throw a shoulder thrust through the middle and top rope, but Wyvern pulls back and lifts a knee straight into her face. Wyvern takes her into a front face lock and pulls her through the ropes so that her feet are resting on top of the middle rope. Wyvern then falls backward to drill Yoko’s head into the mat with a DDT! Wyvern covers.
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Wyvern pulls Yoko up and bends her forward. Wyvern places his leg across the back of Yoko’s head and flips backward, landing on his feet and raising a knee straight into her face! Wyvern then runs to the ropes and hops onto the middle rope before flipping backward to land on Yoko with a lionsault for the cover!
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Wyvern pulls Yoko up and lifts her up into a fireman’s carry; however, Yoko fights back with some elbows into Wyvern’s face. Yoko runs to the ropes and hops onto the second rope before leaping back with a Kriss Kross, but Wyvern ducks. When Yoko lands on her feet, Wyvern kicks her in the gut to double her over and hooks under her arms to set up for the Wings of the Fallen, but Yoko plants her feet firmly to the mat to block the move. Realizing the effort is futile, Wyvern releases her and blasts her with a chop. Yoko fights back with a savate kick. Wyvern responds with another chop. Yoko lands a slap to the face. Yoko runs to the ropes and bounces off, straight into a chop so vicious that it finally stops Yoko in her tracks. Wyvern then flings Yoko over with a release northern lights suplex. However, Yoko no-sells and springs back to her feet and floors Wyvern with a running jumping clothesline. Wyvern no-sells as well and springs back to his feet. The two run toward each other, straight into simultaneous clotheslines! The two pull themselves back up at separate ends of the ring. They run toward each other again. Yoko tries for a clothesline, but Wyvern ducks and locks her in a half nelson. Wyvern then tries to toss her over in a half nelson suplex, but Yoko twists her body around in midair and lands on her feet behind Wyvern. She locks arms around his waist and takes him over into a German suplex for the pin!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 12, 2007 16:55:55 GMT -5
KICKOUT
Wyvern pulls himself toward the ropes. Yoko tries to pursue, but as soon as she’s in reach, Wyvern grabs hold of her shirt and pulls her through the ropes and to the outside! Wyvern follows her to the outside and raises her to her feet. Wyvern then lifts her up for a belly to back suplex and tosses her forward so that she falls back-first onto the ring apron! Wyvern rolls Yoko back into the ring and reenters himself before going for the cover.
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KICKOUT
Wyvern lifts Yoko to her feet and whips her into the corner. Wyvern seats Yoko onto the top rope and nails her with a dropkick. Wyvern then climbs up to join Yoko on the top rope. He takes her into a front facelock and tosses her near arm over his head before falling back to the mat in a superplex! Wyvern covers.
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KICKOUT
Wyvern moves over to Yoko’s feet and locks her in a Boston crab. However, Yoko is able to get to the ropes yet again. Wyvern releases the hold and pulls Yoko up before seating her onto the top rope. Wyvern then climbs to seat himself on the top turnbuckle directly beside Yoko. Wyvern tries to take Yoko into a fireman’s carry, but Yoko fights back with some elbows into Wyvern’s face. After Wyvern releases her, Yoko drops back down to the mat. She runs at Wyvern, only to catch a boot to the face. Yoko stumbles back a few steps but is right back to the attack as she leaps up, but Wyvern strikes her down with a forearm strike. Yoko collapses back to the mat. While she gets back to her feet, Wyvern pushes himself up to stand on the top rope. When Yoko is fully upright once more, Wyvern leaps off the top rope and nails her with a clothesline! Wyvern covers.
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Wyvern pulls Yoko up and decks her with a stiff haymaker. He then runs to the ropes, but when he bounces off, Yoko tosses him high into the air. As Wyvern falls back down to earth, Yoko leaps up to place her leg across the back of Wyvern’s head, forcing his face down to the mat with a Flying Guillotine! Yoko covers!
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DING, DING, DING!
Phillip: Here is your winner...YOKO...SAAAAAAAAAATOOOOOSHIIIIIII!
The crowd's roar is incredibly loud, defiant, and full of delight at the Flower of Carnage's victory. Yoko knows better than to hang around near an absolutley furious opponent; she slides out of the ring, and holds her head and arms high as she backs off a little, leaving Wyvern to fume. And yet amongst this there is the creeping sense that the match was more than a little close for the fans' comfort...
The "old guard" of ACW still has plenty of life in it. But will that life eventually be snuffed out by jealous and malicious hands?
Who will advance in the next heats of the lethal lottery?
And will Commissioner Dan's hold on the fed strengthen, or slip, now that Ginger is back on the scene?
Tune in to Warfare to find out.
Fade to Black.
End of Show.
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Post by scrawn on Jul 12, 2007 16:56:26 GMT -5
Entourage > Gingerdude
Great Show All!
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Post by hunter on Jul 12, 2007 16:57:24 GMT -5
Good show, all.
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Post by xs3 on Jul 12, 2007 16:57:25 GMT -5
*had a segment for the show but lost it* Meh, doesn't matter. I'll send my two segs for next week so I can still do good. Great show with some... er... interesting segments.
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Post by chengling on Jul 12, 2007 16:58:58 GMT -5
I'm not sure if I read it right, but I got the feeling this next story arc would be AK's last. If so, I will be most distressed.
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Post by BK London on Jul 12, 2007 16:59:56 GMT -5
The reign of Yokoberg continues.
Good show, very good show.
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Post by starkweather on Jul 12, 2007 19:29:57 GMT -5
Chances are good that you read it right.
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