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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Aug 9, 2007 15:58:48 GMT -5
OTA Segment: “1988, Part 2" Credit: T-Kiss ...7 years past 1988... Years passed since Mark died, and soon his existence became a fading memory to me. I soon entered high school and was right away taken aback at the “step or be stepped on” rules of engagement all my peers followed. High school in its own twisted way was like the theory of natural selection for only the strong truly survived, and unfortunately for me, I wasn’t a survivor. I was a loner, the kid who sat in the back of the class and pretty much kept to himself. My relationship with my mother didn’t help my cause by any means, since I remember on several occasions my classmates whispering behind my back when my bruises were so blatant I could not hide them. Of course, just like any prepubescent kid my age, I started to notice girls - a LOT. Especially one in particular. Whenever she was in the room, my eyes would always fixate on her, wishing she could be mine. She hung around with a totally different crowd thus making it seem as if she was light years away from me. But one day, and I remember it well, I struck up enough nerve to finally ask her out. And of course, I was shot down and crushed.Aj: So, what are you doing on Friday night? Tiffany: I’m sorry. I’m busy. Aj: Well, maybe next weekend? Tiffany: Look Aj, I’m sorry you’re just not my type. Ok? Aj: Wha- what about me don’t you like? Tiffany: I’m just into more muscular guys, that’s all. Not tiny men.Tiny man. In her eyes, that’s all I was to her. That’s how she valued and labeled my life: a simple, tiny man. As she walked away, the feeling inside was if she pulled out my very soul, chewed it up and spit it onto the ground. Up to this time, I had never experienced feelings like this before. At this very moment I knew one thing, and that was I’d do whatever it took to ensure I’d never feel this way again. The very next day I had enrolled in a gym and it became my second home. I insanely drove myself, day after day, hour after hour to shape and mold my body into something even the Greek gods would adorn. It took a while, but within three months the results were already showing. I started getting more and more looks but it still wasn’t enough. The only validation I valued could only come from her, could only come from Tiffany. My chance would finally come during the start of my junior year. It was the previous summer that I started my training regimen, and I just couldn’t wait to show her what I did for her. When I first walked through the door, there she was, looking radiant as ever. I approached, she glanced my way and did a double take. I enjoyed every second of that, very much so. Finally we were face to face and confidently looked her directly in her eye and asked ...Aj: Now what are you doing on Friday night? Tiffany: Wow AJ, you look amazing. You really do. But I can’t I watched her finger point behind me, causing me to jerk my head around as I followed. Standing there, talking with his friends was a classmate that went by the name Joe. I thought to myself ...wait, this couldnt make sense! The guy was incredibly small, and on top of that, as geeky as they come! No no no, this couldn’t be! Tiffany: You see, I’m dating Joe now. Who would have guessed?! Can you believe it? We just started talking this summer and we clicked. I had nothing to say. Absolutely nothing to say. That feeling was back again. I slaved all summer long crafting myself into fucking He-Man, but all the muscle in the world couldn’t hold back her heavy words from my heart. I had nothing to say, I couldn’t even formulate a single word.Aj: ........ Tiffany: I’m sorry AJ. I’ll see you around? We’ll talk later. To hell with that. No, FUCK that. I did all of this for her, for her affection and she had the gall to reject ME?! I, myself, was now miles beyond her looks and this bitch though she had the right to reject me .... over a TINY man .. like I USED TO BE?! All I could do is look her in her eye, wishing I could strangle her right then and there before she walked away, but no, I had to control myself .. wait for the perfect time to ruin her life like she tried to ruin mine. It would all start at her tiny man. I had my eyes on him the entire month, watching his patterns, watching him gloat over what was rightfully mine. I had him down to a science. And on one fateful day in November, shortly before Thanksgiving, I decided to finally strike. It was a cold day, snow trickling from the sky in complete calmness. I watched Joe pull out of the school parking lot and I trailed him, trailed him to the perfect spot. I kept focusing on his rearview mirror, watching to see if he spotted me. Aj: Don’t look you bastard ... don’t look up. And he didn’t. All the cards fell perfectly into place. I nailed his bumper perfectly, causing his car to spin out of control and jump the guardrail.~!~CRASHHHH~!~ I rolled down my window and gazed upon the wreckage below. All I saw was smoke and flames shooting up from the ravine the car fell in and that satisfying feeling of redemption finally came back and fucked my mind .... and oh yes, it was better than SEX! Oh it had been so long ... almost eight years, but it was worth it. Like at the peak of an orgasm, I bellowed out my joy for the world to hear ...Aj: TOO LAT E FOR YOU, TINY MAN! N EXT TIME .... D ON’T F UCK WITH WHA T BELONGS TO ME! And I drove away. Joe survived the crash, but he’d never walk again. And you know what? I got my rocks off on it. Every time I saw him struggle, that special feeling crept back into my heart sending me into a joyful bliss. I almost had to go in the bathroom and jerk myself off when I saw Tiffany's reaction to what happened to her boyfriend. She cried almost non stop and I was sad the day when she finally let go of the tragedy. Now I know what you’re thinking. You are sick son of a bitch that should be locked away, far away from society and normal people. But let me ask you a question. What IS normal? This whole world isn’t normal, and I learned that you need to fuck people over before they fuck you first! Lay your judgment upon me, I don’t care.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Aug 9, 2007 15:59:24 GMT -5
Match 6: Starkweather vs Rattlesnake (Credit: Wyvern)
As the show comes down to the end, the crowd’s intensity has been adequately preserved. As Phillip approaches the ring, the audience’s level of cheering rages up to the deafeningly loud qualities an ACW event can provide.
Phillip: Ladies and gentleman, welcome to the main event!
Even when spoken in a non-Michael Buffer voice, the segue draws large amounts of cheering.
Phillip: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, representing the Senatorial Stable, the former Emperor of the Ring, Rattlesnake!
The lights fade to black. Two green spotlight shine across the fans and stop at the top of the entrance ramp. The spotlights quickly shut off shortly after. The words "Don't fear the reaper, fear the Rattler" echo throughout the arena followed by "Blind" by Silverchair. The spotlights flicker back on as a huge surge of green pyros blast off with a huge cloud of smoke. As the smoke clears, Rattlesnake appears in the spotlights. He slowly walks down the ramp and looks at the fans as he passes. He stops to look around and smirks. He slowly raises his arms to a very mixed reaction from the fans. He starts walking down to the ring again. As he inches closer to the ring, the arena lights slowly come back on until he reaches the steps. He walks up and steps into the ring, walking over to the turnbuckle and climbs it. He looks around as flashbulbs continuously go off. He smirks and jumps down from the turnbuckle awaiting the arrival of his opponent.
Phillip: And his opponent, Dr. Alexander Starkweather!
”Live or Die…make your choice.”
“Descending” hits the P.A., as the crowd begins to boo violently towards the nefarious and scheming Starkweather as he approaches the ring, donning his smiley facemask as he makes his way down to the ring. The doctor ignores the catcalls on the way to the ring – it’s the same old song and dance, y’know? He gets into the ring, and rips the mask off, looking primed and ready to take on Rattlesnake. Raymond Allen Fleming checks the two, before calling for the bell.
The bell rings.
McNally: And here we go!
Edison: Yes, indeed! Tonight’s main event is underway!
Rattlesnake wastes no time going after Starkweather, charging towards his direction. Stark sidesteps him, as Snake continues chase. Snake reaches for Stark, but Stark tumbles out of the way – Stark’s not extremely light-footed, but compared to Snake, he’s the everyman’s Rey Mysterio. As Snake misses another opportunity to land blows on Stark, Stark takes the open shot, as he chopblocks Snake down to the mat! The crowd boos at the underhanded move, but Starkweather doesn’t care, as he falls to lock Snake into an STF hold. The Senatorial Stable member thrashes to try getting out of the hold, but Stark gets it locked in well. A few moments pass by, until Rattlesnake shifts his momentum by rolling over, as RAF makes a count.
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Narrow kickout by Stark!
McNally: Starkweather’s plan almost backfired on him. Luckily, he wasn’t caught unaware. Edison: Luckily?! Psssh! Snake should’ve pinned him!
As Stark gets back up, Snake finally wrests his hands upon Stark, as he lays a few well-placed haymakers on Starkweather, before rattling his cage with a lariat! Stark flops to the mat, as Snake picks him back up, whipping him into the ropes. Snake gets ready for Stark to make the return, but Stark doesn’t bounce, as he catches the ropes, and shimmies to the nearby corner. Snake in frustration, charges Starkweather, but Stark moves to the side, as Snake crashes into the turnbuckle. As Snake reels back, Stark takes advantage of the stunned behemoth, plowing him down with a knee lift. Stark reaches for Snake, but Snake rolls out of the ring, to catch his breath.
McNally: Frustrated with the progress here so far, Snake’s looking to catch his breath. Starkweather hasn’t even launched a full offensive, but Snake’s come into this match with a strategy that definitely needs retooling.
Edison: I’d have to agree with you there. It’s not hoss vs. hoss here tonight. Hoss vs. technician is a completely different game, especially with the nefarious Starkweather. You can’t be clubbing away like you would to a baby seal, you need to outthink the thinker by showing that you can outthink the way he thinks you think, I think.
Waiting for Snake to get into the ring, Starkweather analyzes his opponent. Snake rolls into the ring at around the 8 mark, as Stark moves in and launches at Snake, trying to get a few blows in before Snake can protect himself, but it’s too late, as Snake grasps Stark by the throat and manages to get in the ring completely without being exposed, nailing Stark with a chokeslam. He picks up Stark, and dodges a punch from the dazed technician, before wrapping Stark’s arm from behind, and lifting Stark into a pump-handle slam, taking him down to the mat. Snake goes for a cover.
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Kickout by Stark! Snake picks Stark back up, and lifts Stark into a sit-down powerbomb! Snake rolls back from the force applied, as Stark lies on his back, face up and glazed over!
Edison: PIN HIM, FOOL!
McNally: What impact! Let’s see that again!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Aug 9, 2007 15:59:46 GMT -5
The forced video replay shows the impact, and this time around, you get the full impact, as the crowd’s reaction is more emphasized.
Snake covers Stark.
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3…NO! Stark manages to lift a shoulder, much to the dismay of Rattlesnake!
Snake picks up Starkweather, looking very irritated, and ready to end this match as soon as possible, as he hastily pulls Starkweather up for the Snakebite!
McNally: Here it goes….
Edison: NO! Snake’s falling backwards!
Snake didn’t get firm footing when he lifted Stark up, and the groggy Starkweather knows it, as he shifts his weight on the shoulders of Snake, causing Snake to fall into a nasty pinning combination!
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Phillip: And here is your winner, Starkweather!
Snake can’t believe it as Starkweather celebrates a clean victory. It appears via instant replay, that Snake was pinned expertly, where all of his weight was distributed straight onto his shoulders. But it’s over now, as a dejected Snake storms to the back to seethe over his abrupt loss, while Starkweather smirks with confidence, knowing he had Snake’s number tonight.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Aug 9, 2007 16:00:59 GMT -5
OTA Segment: The Truth and Nothing Else. (Credit: Jay Zero / Thunderkiss / XS3) In the Entourage locker room, things are a bit more laid back at the time for the three superstars at hand. Sitting a large leather chair, XS3 is deeply sucked into the cushions while focusing in on a “Star” magazine in hand. Jay Zero and Thunderkiss are both doing separate things as well. Kiss stares at himself in the mirror, seeing just how he smiles and poses best as Jay grabs a Killian’s Red out from the mini fridge. He pops the cap off and takes a swig of the irish beer which catches Kiss’s attention. [/center] Kiss: Whoa there little buddy! What’re ya doing? Both XS3 and Jay looks up at Kiss. [/center] Kiss: You should be preparing yourself mentally for Monday! Not killing your brain cells! Now why don’t you just give that Killian to me! Zero: Hey man! It’s Ricky Falcon! I don’t think I have much to worry about. Besides, if you want one, get your own! [/color] He takes another drink of his Killian’s as X glances over at Jay. [/center] Zero: Hell, I only made that match a barbed wire rope so that I could have a little fun with him, AND to prove a point! [/color] Kiss: Yeah, but you can’t win if you’re drunk for it! So let me do the drinking for you! Says Kiss as he snatches the bottle from Jay who rolls his eyes and swipes it back. [/center] Zero: I won’t be drunk Monday! We ALL have the night off, relax a little man! [/color] He walks over and plops down on the couch, setting his feet up on the coffee table in front of him. [/center] XS3: "Heh, that Lindsay Lohan’s career is going straight to the crapper... not like it ever doubtful." Jay shakes his head and a quite peacefulness enters the room. All that can heard are the gulps of beer being taken down by Jay, Thunderkiss’ slight grunting and XS3 flipping pages. Several moments later… [/center] Thunderkiss: Hey there Anna! Oh yes, do you want to touch them? Yeah, these muscles are real! —Hey, hey guys, which pose do you think is better? XS3 and Jay both look as Thunderkiss shows off two different poses. [/center] XS3: "Ehh... first one." He goes back to his magazine. [/center] XS3: "...fucking media. Paris Hilton is being a bigger issue than in Darfur..."Zero: Kiss, why bother? It’s not like the people actually look up to you! It’s always the same stuff! We’re the “Bad” guys so people are inclined to hate and disrespect us! It’s those people like Senator and Alicia Kitsune that make me sick!
People just line up to cheer for them when we deserve the same, if not, MORE praise then some of them! [/color] Kiss stops posing and walks over to the couch, leaning forward on its back. [/center] Thunderkiss: What’s on your mind Jay?Zero: I mean….I work just as hard as anybody else here! I bust my ass day in and day out, for what? Nothing! I get suspended for one thing! Boo’d for another! You just can’t win with these people unless you’re the kind of person that sucks up and kisses the ass of each and every one of those goddamn fans!
Then don’t get event get me started on some other people who work backstage! They have their opinions too and from what I’ve heard, they’re always ragging on us about how they get put in the wrestlers shadows! People have no respect for what we do! [/color] XS3: "Jay’s kind of got a point, I mean, some people view as the bottom of the feeding chain here in ACW. People overlook us and think that we have nothing to offer."Thunderkiss: Heh, well speak for yourself brothers! With a body like this, EVERYONE respects the Kiss! Jay chuckles at it and X just shakes his head. [/center] XS3: "Sometimes, even I rethink my career and why I even do it if nobody pays their respect to me."Zero: Matt! ----I’m gonna tell you why you do it! It may be because you just “love” wrestling! It may be because you just love the adrenaline rush! And hell, it even may be that you just like the attention! But the main reasons why you do it are for…[/color] With each reason, he puts a finger up in the air. [/center] Zero: Pride! Respect! And Money! Now, I know I’m sure as hell not getting the respect aspect of it and I don’t know exactly how you feel! But Matt there you go, and it sounds all good and dandy, batting 2 for 3, but without respect, you won’t be complete! That’s why each and every night you go out there, willing to sacrifice your soul in order to just “Feed” the mind of these ignorant hicks that we call fans! [/color] Thunderkiss: Hey…um, just a quick question. How many of those beers there did you have before I came in?Zero: None! So no, I’m not drunk! I’m just stating the truth and nothing but it! Look! I made my Entertainment Title match barbed wire rope for a reason! I did it to try and get that 3rd factor: Respect! People call us actors, but tell me, how can you fake barbed wire ripping through your flesh? If people don’t respect me for the shit that I put my body through, then I’m just going to have to walk through fire until I get it! [/color] XS3: "But then again you could be just over exaggerating things. I mean, look at it this way." He throws the magazine down and pulls up closer in his chair. [/center] XS3: "There’s always going to be that group of doubters, it’s inevitable! But somewhere in that crowd, there’s always going to be those few people that understand; that respect you! And those people know what it takes to cut it in this industry. Those people are the ones that understand why we wrestle and the sacrifices we make to do it! Jay, there’s always going to be that group of people that will always respect you, not based on your attitude, but by your skills!"Thunderkiss: Alright, can we all stop being emo son of a bitches for a second?!! If people don’t respect you, fuck ‘em! Let me tell you something, since day one I was deemed nothing more than a guy who would probably give up and last like a couple of weeks. The more people didn’t take me seriously, the harder I tried. Even today some still refuse to give me respect, mainly from veterns. Every time I hit those ropes, I think of those people and want to do nothing more than prove them wrong. I let ACW know the very first day - Hi! I’m Thunderkiss, and I have come here to give you everything I got and then some. Each week I come out swinging and its going to be like that until the end. I know who I am, I know what I’m worth. You guys should know what you’re worth as well, so why the hell do you need their praise? Zero: Just one of those subconscious things I guess….[/color] XS3 nods his head, smiles, and grabs his magazine again whilst Thunderkiss has already gone back to different poses. [/center] Thunderkiss: Oh by the way, Jay. I heard you called Kudo out earlier! XS3 slaps the magazine down again. [/center] XS3: "Oh yeah, what was that about?"Zero: Heh…..Once again, respect! Sure, I spit on him and disrespected him, but if I can beat him in the ring, then….and MAYBE then people will realize how skilled I am. [/color] XS3 rolls his eyes and speaks in a sarcastic tone. [/center] XS3: "Yeah or you’ll take a Yakuza Knee and get KO’d..." XS3 and Kiss laugh as Jay smiles and drinks his beer. [/center] Thunderkiss: Well gentlemen, I’m all posed out. Gotta save some for later when the spotlight’s on me! So X, what are your plans for Heatwave?XS3: "Uh... wait and see..."Thunderkiss: Meh, whatever floats your boat. Hey, what about you Jay? Zero: Ehh, as of right now, nothing. Don’t really know yet. Maybe call out Wyvern or something! Hahaha. [/color] Thunderkiss: Oh DREAM ON little buddy! That title’s mine once I show BK what REAL power feels like! Wait…speaking of which.. He looks at the monitor and sees that London is out in the ring calling him out. [/center] Thunderkiss: Damn! Is that son of a bitch calling me out? Alright guys, its show time. If things get hairy out there ... you know what to do.. He gets up and runs to the door. [/center] XS3: "Later. We’ll be watching."Zero: Rip him a new one for me! [/color] As the door slams, the room goes back to that silent ness as Jay drinks, and X reads. Ahh…..the relaxation of not being on camera….. [/center] End.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Aug 9, 2007 16:01:39 GMT -5
As we fade in from the commercials promoting Heatwave as 'The Bigger Party of the Summer', the top nearly blows off the arena when the sounds of “Stronger” by Kanye West bumps ever so fiercely through the PA System. The lights flash several different colors as smoke pours out the stage and moments later and out comes ACW's Grand Slam Champion, BK London. He stops at the top of the stage before surveying the crowd, watching and admiring each one of his fans in attendance before making his way down to the ring.
He walks across the ring and is presented a microphone from Phillip before making his way back to the middle of the ring. The vibrant colored lights shortly comes to an end just as the music begins to fade out.
BK walks around the ring in his ring gear, and stops before looking at the crowd members in the front row holding up BK London signs. He gives them a little wink before starting off with what he has to say.BK: I don't know about you guys, but it's about.. BK looks at his watch.BK: It's about 10:02PM, and I really want to get out of here to catch the rest of iMPACT!...ok, I'm lying. But I can tell most of you are getting restless, two hours of awesome wrestling and entertainment can do that to you. So I'm basically going to cut to the chas and not leave you guys waiting any longer. BK pulls both of his singlet straps up on his shoulders.BK: Thunderkiss, I've heard the smack you've been talking about me in the back. So you've got two options: 1) You come to the ring and say it to my face or 2) I come back there and finish what I started on Monday! The crowd goes ballistic and BK now paces back and forth in the ring like a caged animal. After waiting a few moments of waiting for Thunderkiss' music to rock the arena and hearing nothing, he begins to grow very impatient.BK: Alright Thunderkiss, since you won't come out here, I guess I'll have to come back there. BK gets one foot through the ropes to exit the ring when..[“God of Thunder” hits and the Entourage video plays on the Alpha Tron. Out walks Thunderkiss, shaking his head in disgust at BK in the ring. Hands on his hips, he looks at him, giving him a look of “just who the hell do you think you are”. Not wanting to disappoint, TK then snaps his fist into the steel of the stage, causing his pattened flames to burn down the ramp way, guiding him into the ring. Within seconds, Thunderkiss is in the ring with a microphone of his own, standing inches away from the ACW Legend.] Thunderkiss: You know, you are a very impatient man Mr. London. You need to realize I just can’t drop everything and come running to the ring when every over hyped son of a bitch decides he wants to summon me. Now alas, I am here, and let me tell you something BK, don’t ever worry about me talking behind your back, because I have no qualms about telling you how worthless you are directly to your face![BK raises his mic as if he is going to respond, but Thunderkiss quickly talks right over him, cutting him off.] Thunderkiss: Over a hundred wins. Multiple title reigns .. You’ve DONE it all, haven’t you BK? Well, lets examine your achievements, shall we? The first thing I note is all those accolades, all those title wins are from an era when I wasn’t here, an era, to be quite frank, wasn’t very competitive. ACW has changed, and you BK haven’t changed with it. That’s why it’s been a very long time since you’ve actually been relevant!Crowd: Ohhhhhhhhhh![Upon hearing this, Thunderkiss turns directly towards the crowd, talking directly to them for the next few moments.] Thunderkiss: Oh why “OHHH” me? The man said it himself a few weeks ago. He’s hungry, he wants everything he used to have but the sad part is he cannot comprehend that he is no longer a factor. No longer a player. He and the rest of the first generation have been replaced with a new crop of speedy, more powerful wrestlers .... wrestlers like ME!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Aug 9, 2007 16:01:58 GMT -5
Thunderkiss: I know for the last few months you’ve noticed me BK. I’ve been coming up on your heels since Fallen Heroes and now you can no longer dodge me. Hell, if it wasn’t for the fact that I slipped over the top rope at Fallen Heroes, I would have had your spot at Omega Effect 3!
Maxwell McNally: So he “slipped” now. I don’t think that’s how Jake Cheng remembers it!
Thunderkiss: Which is a damn shame really, because half the crowd went home after MY match!
[THAT’S IT! That’s the spark that lights the fuse! BK tosses his mic onto the ground and raises his fist back. Thunderkiss does the same but before the two men can actually trade blows, Chairman Gingerdude’s music hits. Both men’s attention instantly turn towards the entranceway, where the Chairman is now standing. As soon as the music cuts, the crowd quiets down and curiosity peaks all throughout the arena.]
Chairman Gingerdude: Now before you two tear each other to shreds, I think you should be aware of the following announcement. At Heatwave, you two shall meet as planned, however, you will be the opening match!
“Fast” Eddie Edison: What?! Why would the Chairman put them on first?! It makes no sense!
Chairman Gingerdude: And the winner of the match will indeed get a title shot against the ACW World Champion!
[BK and TK continue to stair at the Chairman, both giving him looks of “I know this already”.]
Chairman Gingerdude: BUT... BUT - and this is the important part, instead of going through another month long waiting process that I know you ACW fans just deplore, the winner of your match shall face THIS MAN, IN THE MAIN EVENT... ON THAT VERY NIGHT!
[The Chairman takes a few steps to the right, making a path for THE ACW WORLD CHAMPION - WYVERN!!!!!!!!!]
The crowd boos wildly as the "Modern Day Judas" makes his way down the ramp. He confidently sneers at the two potential challengers, as he pulls up a mic and speaks.
Wyvern: You see, I wondered to myself...what's been going on with me these days?
Wyvern pauses to hear the chorus of naysayers, which exacerbates his arrogant sneer.
Wyvern: Perhaps I've been a little too...passive in my day-to-day affairs. Perhaps I've been feeling the complacency bug that's been dwelling within me since Omega Effect I. Hell, maybe I'm just getting senile!
The fans start gesturing for him to get on with his point.
Wyvern: However, I feel I've discovered the root of my problem. You see, it's a lack of motivation. If I bring prestige to the title, I don't see another dime, so where's the motivation there? But wait. I've found it. Sure, it took nearly getting this belt stripped from me to realize it, but my motivation here is to pick the scraps off of the contender's table, and throw them away. I'm undefeated against you two in singles competition, and I highly doubt you two imbeciles will be able to put me away. EVER. So, I'll be waiting at Heatwave to pick you two apart. Hope there's a little strength left over for whomever wins...I entertain the illusion of a challenge.
With that, Wyvern laughs as he throws down the mic, leaving the irate duo of BK and TK in the ring, as the camera fades.
Is Wyvern’s plan a stroke of twisted genius? Or his biggest mistake ever?
And what’s with all the intergender animosity of late? Surely we can all get along…
…well actually we can’t, because otherwise this would be two hours of flower arranging, crochet and circle time. And no one wants that, do they?
Tune into Meltdown, when the rows shall no doubt escalate further…
End of Show.
OOC: Ending segment credit to BK/Kiss/Wyvern.
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Post by scrawn on Aug 9, 2007 16:03:14 GMT -5
Great show all
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Post by xs3 on Aug 9, 2007 16:47:15 GMT -5
Whoa... awesome show.
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Post by hunter on Aug 9, 2007 17:06:25 GMT -5
Sweetness. FSX's brilliance continues to intimidate me. >_>
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Post by Thunderkiss on Aug 9, 2007 17:36:01 GMT -5
A ton of stuff out there tonight that was really good, but these are the ones that jumped out at me:
The Battle of the X'es will be pure win, and like I suggested, there is only ONE way to end this feud. And If you don't know, just think about it for a few seconds and it'll pop in there.
Flamingo destroying the self checkout machine was pure gold. I F'ing hate Wal Mart.
The Hunter/FSX promo brought a smile to my face.
Finally, nice to see the new guy jump right in there.
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Post by Fallen Souls on Aug 10, 2007 8:55:38 GMT -5
Giga gasp! People are respecting the X? *faints*
>.> Anyway, it really was an awesome show. With SO MANY UNANSWERED QUESTIONS!....oh..right...someone has to kill Zero now..
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Post by Commissioner Zero on Aug 10, 2007 11:48:15 GMT -5
hu-what the?
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