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Post by hunter on Sept 6, 2007 16:05:49 GMT -5
Segment: Home Time… Yay! – Part 2 (OTA) (Credit: Jonny Spade)
Date: Tuesday September 4th 2007 Time: 7:50 pm
Ten minutes to expected take off time. Luckily for Jonny his ticket gave him a window seat. Not only does that give him a wall to lean on so he can sleep, he is also afraid of flying somewhat so being able to look out the window gives him a sort of comfort.
And another plus that he has going for himself is that he has no seat neighbour. Which is always nice; no one ever likes to be bugged when they are sitting on the plane, especially when they would like to sleep on the flight.
Jonny starts to dose off a little in his seat and just as he does he notices someone sitting down in the seat next to him. He sighs and then thinks to himself “Well it was nice while it lasted.” He opens his eyes to look at who he was sitting next to and to his surprise it wasn’t some mother and child or some fat slob. To his surprise it was a young women, probably in her mid 20’s with blonde hair average build and all the right things to make him a happy lucky guy. Jonny then sits up properly and then introduces himself as she gets comfy in her seat.
Jonny: Hi. My name is Jonathan.
Women *smiling*: Hi there, the name is Cindy…Aren’t you a wrestler?
Jonny lets out a smile as he nods. Suddenly he likes flying on planes a whole lot better.
End.
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Post by hunter on Sept 6, 2007 16:06:46 GMT -5
OTA Segment: A way of escapism (Alt. Title: A tribute to ACW's lyricist) (Credit: Hitman)
I had to enjoy this state of solace for a while. I couldn't help but wonder if anyone would actually bother looking for me on the rooftop of the arena, embracing the falling rain. What a glorious time it was for me. Just three hours away from the show and I was ready to wrestle… yet they would not let me. For whatever reason, I had not been booked on the card for a while now and it was really beginning to get me frustrated over the possibility of getting ring rust. I had to think of something else to clear my head… Suddenly, I thought of Christine, back at home.
For a while I thought I fell asleep Lying motionless inside a dream
Yes, after our fated reconciliation, I had felt that all was right in the world. She chose not to accompany me in ACW anymore in order to keep kayfabe in tact. Yet I couldn't help but wonder if she actually made the right choice…
Then rising suddenly I felt a chilling breath upon me She softly whispered in my ear
Forsaken I have come for you tonight Awaken Look into my eyes and take my hand Give yourself up to me
Something told me that I had to make things right in the world and have her at my side once more. But then I remembered the Entourage.
I waited painfully For night to fall again Trying to silence the fear within me
Yes, the only reason she had to stay at home was because of the Entourage, the group I currently rolled with. It was no secret that I had a renewed career, if you will, thanks to my allegiance to the Entourage. Thunderkiss really helped me out in these desperate times.
Out of an ivory mist I felt a stinging kiss And saw a crimson stain on her lips
I shook my head and had to sort out this confusion, the balance between good and evil within me. The raindrops continued to fall to the earth like an angel fallen from grace. I pulled out my cell phone without anymore hesitation.
I have to know your name Where have I seen your face before? My dear one don't you be afraid
Forsaken I have come for you tonight Awaken Look into my eyes and take my hand
I then pressed a number, which was the speed dial number for home. I guided the phone up to my face and gently rested it against my face. The sound of dialing mixed in with my current sight of the world around me, basking in the rain itself.
Give yourself up to me
Christine: "Hello?"
I swallowed some spit in my throat and spoke to her for the first time in what felt like eternity…
XS3: "Baby, I'm coming home soon."
Fade.
(OOC: I did this partly as a tribute to Nick Durden's style of segments. Nick, if you're somehow reading this, god bless you, man.)
(Hunter’s Note: I find it funny that, considering the subject matter of the segment, you have chosen this song. Because it’s about vampires. And no, I’m not kidding.)
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Post by hunter on Sept 6, 2007 16:09:07 GMT -5
Segment: Something Wicked This Way Comes (Credit: Hunter / Jake)
As the scene slowly fades in, we are treated to a pleasant view of a somewhat familiar locker room, which currently appears to be unoccupied. Soon after making this observation, however, the audience realizes that they are in the locker room of ACW Light-Heavyweight Champion Jake Cheng. This is something that they realize when they see Jake nonchalantly walk into the show, sit down on a couch, and put a glass of water down on the table before him. He sets his title next to him and picks up a magazine...but then stops suddenly when he hears a loud crash. He looks around, but his room is exactly the way he left. He turns again, and then hears a stomp. And then another stomp. He looks at his glass of water and sees that it the water is rippling, and he raises an eyebrow just seconds before there is a loud knock on the door. He smiles, throwing the magazine aside and walking up to the door, opening it and proclaiming (without even peering outside):
Jake: Hunter. What an expected treat.
Andrew Hunter leans nonchalantly in the doorway, attempting to keep his calm. This, clearly, is not something he is good at keeping.
Hunter: What the fuck, man?
Jake: Good to see you too.
Hunter: I challenged you to a match last Warfare. I gave you until today to respond. And...you haven't!
Jake: You know the day is not over.
Hunter: When did you plan on giving me my fucking answer?
Jake: When you came over and knocked on my door.
Hunter: ...oh there's no way you could have known---
Jake: Face it, Hunter, you're too predictable.
Pause.
Both: No I'm not!
Another pause.
Hunter: ...you just got that from Scrubs.
Jake smiles and walks into the room. Seeing that nothing is holding him back, Hunter follows him inside, closing the door behind him.
Hunter: So?
Jake: What?
Hunter: ...what's your goddamn answer!?
Jake: Ummm...no.
Pause.
Hunter: I beg your fucking pardon?
Jake: My answer is no.
Hunter: Coward.
Jake: On the contrary.
Hunter: No, no. You're a coward. As a fighting champion, you're supposed to defend your title against all challengers. I am said challenger. The only reason you don't want to fight me is you know you'll lose.
Jake: Actually, the only reason I don't want to fight you is I know I'll win.
Hunter: ...oh ho ho.
Jake: I just have no reason for it.
Hunter: Fuck that. Give me the match or I'll...fuck it, I don't know, I'll kick your ass.
Jake: ...I'm terrified.
He turns around and looks at his title, and then a hint of satisfaction crawls across him as he mumbles one word.
Jake: ...Zero...
Hunter: What?
Jake turns around with a wide grin, and this takes Hunter aback.
Jake: You know what. You got your match.
Hunter: Just like that?
Jake: I have my reasons.
Hunter: I'll take it.
Jake: I figured you would.
Hunter: Fuck yeah! I'm taking that title from your ass tonight.
Jake: I have an idea. Let's save it for Monday.
Hunter: Why?
Jake: ...don't you have an Emperor of the Ring Match to wrestle?
Hunter: No.
Jake raises an eyebrow.
Hunter: To WIN.
Jake scoffs slightly, but before he can offer a rebuttal, Hunter leaves the room and slams the door tightly behind him. He has done and received all he has set out to do and receive. He needs nothing else from the champion. Jake, however, stands perfectly still, staring at the closed door for a few minutes before turning away from it and reclaiming his position on the couch. He grabs the glass of water, throws open the magazine, and finally props his legs onto the table before him. Clearly he does not feel hindered.
Fade Out
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Post by hunter on Sept 6, 2007 16:10:10 GMT -5
Match 4: Jonny Hughes vs. Hunter - EOTR '07 Round 1 Match (Credit: Jujubes)
Maxwell:Eddie, we're ready to call the next match, which is an EOTR Round 1 match.
Eddie: That's right Maxwell, the winner of this match will advance into round 2. Well Maxwell let's get this show on the road!!!
What we are dealing with here is a total lack of respect for the law.
The crowd begins to boo as Hughes' music blares .As the opening chords begin to play the arena lighting turns off and some white lights located at the side of the curtain begin to flash in time with the music, as the music picks up the lighting is turned up. The track starts to build to a crescendo and then
Fuck Em' and Fuck The Law
White pyro blares out loudly which frightens many young fans in the arena. Hughes then walks out with a cocky strut.
Maxwell: Jonny has his work cut out for him tonight.
Eddie: Right Max, he's facing a world class counter magician, for you fans who doesn't know what that means, Jonny is facing Hunter a man who could counter his way out of Houdinni's death trap.
Jonny stops at the staircase and looks at the fans in disgust. Hughes then climbs the stairs and awaits his opponent.
Opeth's "The Leper Affinity" begins to play as the lights go out and a familiar voice is heard.
And Hell Followed With Him...................
The lights begin to turn crimson as Hunter makes his way to the stage and begins to pose for a while, he makes his way to the ring as the song fades out and Phillip Jones announces their stats.
Jones: Good evening ladies and gentlemen, the following match will be deicided with one fall and there is no time limit. Tonight members of the audience you will be treated with a technical masterpiece which has never been seen before!!!! On my right weigh.........................
Before Jones finishes his sentence Hughes charges at Hunter only to be greeted by a Killer Spear.
Maxwell: That was fast.
Eddie: Could the match be over already!!!!!!!!!
Hunter makes the cover as ref Joey Reynolds calls for the bell, signifying the begining of the match.
Reynolds: 1 2.................
Hughes kicks out as Hunter looks shocked. Hunter lets Hughes get up on his feet and they begin to circle each other. Hunter armdrags Hughes, which Hughes returns back with an armdrag of his own. Hunter scoop slams Hughes, only for Hughes to give Hunter a scoop slam of his own. Hunter gets up and stares at Hughes.
Jonny takes his time before him and Hunter fight again by stretching out his legs as they circle each other again. Hunter throws a punch at Hughes only for Hughes, to counter the punch and arm drag Hunter. Hunter looks shocked that someone could go toe to toe with him in technical expertise.
Maxwell: Wow what a technical contest we're witnessing.
Eddie: I know, this match will be filled with this type of action and many counters galore due to the styles of both of these fine athletes.
Hunter and Jonny stand in the middle of the ring and begin to exchange chops and punches, these flurries are doing little damage but it looks cool on screen. Hunter and Hughes grapple each other, Hunter then pushes Hughes hard on the turnbuckle while in the grapple. Hughes gets up and and goes to the ground to successfully takedown Hunter. With Hughes on the mounting postion Hunter looks like he's in trouble.
Hughes begins to throw stiff elbows at Hunters face, while on the mount, Hunter catches one of the elbows and proceeds to get out of the mount position. Hunter and Jonny are in a stand up position, when Hunter attempts to running lariat Jonny only to be countered with a japanese armdrag into a headlock combo.
Maxwell: The technique of these two should be no surprise.
Eddie: I have no idea how the counter magician can get out of this one.
Hunter is in a front headlock on the ground, with Hughes using his knuckles to apply more pressure onto Hunter. But Hunter being the counter god he is, counters the hold with a couple of elbows to the face of Hughes. Hughes holds his face as Hunter lifts Johnny up and gives him a backbreaker stretch. Hughes' face is turning red with Hunter applying pressure from both knees. Hughes counters the hold by punching Hunter's knees, which causes Hunter to hold his knees and gives Jonny time to hit a fisherman's suplex on Hunter.
Jonny doesn't go for the cover this time, as he takes advantage of Hunter's position and begins to give Hunter a spinning toe hold. Hunter in obvious pain kicks Jonny to the face and gets out of the hold. Hunter sees Jonny on the ground, stunned from the kick. So Hunter moves in closer to Jonny and locks in a Shock Lock.
Maxwell: He's right in the middle of the ring.
Eddie: Yes, but if you notice Hunter didn't fully hook his arms around Jonny.
Hunters arms are suddenly shaking because Hughes is pushing Hunter's arms away and tries to munt an offense, but Hunter realizing his mistake, gives Jonny a swift knee to the back causing Jonny to drop his hands and allowing Hunter to fully lock in the hold. Jonny in a desprate frenzy, musters all of his strength and reaches the ropes by an inch. Hunter with no choice but ot let go, obliges and runs up the tope ropes like a cat. He flies off the tope rope going for the Equinox but misses leaving room for Jonny to put Hunter away. Jonny goes for a Texas Cloverleaf but Hunter aware of his surroundings hastily hangs on to the ropes before the hold is applied.
Jonny lifts Hunter up and begins his Perfect Series move. Jonny nails 2 fishermans before Hunter flips out of the third suplex and gives Jonny a standing spinebuster. Jonny down on the ground, lets Hunter nail five knees to the face and stomach, before bringing a side headlock, Hunter then turns 180 degrees and gives Jonny a ddt.
Maxwell: Very nice set of moves by Hunter.
Eddie: Wow the was a dangerous Thunderstorm.
Hunter pins Jonny as Reynolds makes the count.
Reynolds: 1 2..................
Jonny somehow kicks out and Hunter waits for Jonny to get up, so Hunter can give Jonny a deja vu feeling of Hunter's knees to Jonnys' face. As Hunter runs with knees, his knees are caught by Jonny who successfully executes a Perfect Series. Jonny pins Hunter.
Reynolds: 1 2....................
Hunter kicks out and appears dazed. Jonny uranges Hunter to the ground looks in the Vice Vice Baby or so he thought. As Jonny's hand begin to clench Hunter's neck, Hunter elbows Jonny's face and locks Jonny in a Fantasy Shot. Jonny slowly fading away musters up his last strength and reaches the ropes. Hunter lets go and the ref lets Jonny get up. Jonny and Hunter stand in the middle of the ring, Jonny swiftly lifts Hunter up for a vertical suplex, which Hunter flips over and nails Jonny with a Shotgun!!! Hunter covers Jonny.
Reynolds: 1 2 3
Maxwell: It's over, an execellent match. Which we saw Hunter advancing to the next round.
Eddie: Very nice match indeed Maxwell. When's the rematch!!!!
Maxwell: Oh will you stop?
Opeth's "The Leper Affinity" plays as Phillip Jones announces the winner.
Jones: Your winner of the match is Hunterrrrrrrrr!!!!!!!!!
Hughes gets up over a towering Hunter who's raising his arms in victory. Hunter sees Hughes on the ground and lifts Hughes up. Hunter then offers a handshake to Hughes, which Hughes excepts. Hughes and Hunter are shaking hands and exchanging pleasantries as the scene fades.
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Post by hunter on Sept 6, 2007 16:11:42 GMT -5
Segment: “The Perfect Weapon!” Credit: T-Kiss [We join Thunderkiss during one of those rare moments in his life where he is between matches and finds himself with some free time. He lounges on the Entourage’s plush sofa with a copy of ACW magazine in his hands. As he skims through a story about the returning Yoko Satoshi he gets an idea worthy of sharing to his closest confidante, William Charles Wilcox. Speaking of Wilcox, It’s been a while since we’ve last seen him, but do know he certainly hasn’t been out of the picture - not for one second. TK’s image has blasted off ever since Heatwave thus requiring a great deal of his attention. At this very moment, he, just like TK, has oddly found himself some free time. Thunderkiss: Willy, I need a weapon.Wilcox: But Kiss, you have two of them! Attached to your torso! Thunderkiss: Three if you ask the ladies! Hah! [Wilcox giggles like a preteen at a dick joke.] Thunderkiss: But seriously ... you know how Yoko has her “Cassie”?Wilcox: The Weedwacker right? Thunderkiss: Tree trimmer. I want a weapon of my own to strike fear in the hearts of all those who oppose the Worldbreaker’s will. I will wield it like my very own ceptor of awesomeness. Wilcox: How about a sword? Thunderkiss: As much as a sword would represent my personality, it would be too easy to kill someone with it. Wilcox: True. Thunderkiss: Especially the Senator. *thinking* On second thought, let’s go with the sword!Wilcox: No! [Now its Wilcox turn to spin the cogs deep inside his brain ...] Wilcox: How about one of those sharp disk thingies! Thunderkiss: Yeah! What do they call them again?Wilcox: Uhhh.... sharp disk thingies? [Thunderkiss groans at the complexity of this problem.] Thuderkiss: Who would have guessed something like this would be so hard! I need something that is not only LARGE, BIG and HEAVY ..but something that matches my personality PERFECTLY ... as if it was an extension of my very own body.[And then it hits him, like lighting being tossed down from heaven.] Thunderkiss: I GOT IT! Wilcox: What?! [Thunderkiss grabs a nearby Issue S&M Weekly off his coffee table and flips open to the centerfold where a picture of a nude women holding a flail radiates off the page. His right hand shakes in excitement as his left index finger points at it.] Thunderkiss: I need one of these ....Wilcox: Thy will be done! [Wilcox rushes to his phone to call his assistants to get them working on it. Behind him, TK thinks long and hard for the perfect name for his new “pet”. It is a simple choice, the most logical choice and it doesn’t take him long to think of it.] Thunderkiss: AND HIS NAME WILL BE GENE! [FADE]
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Post by hunter on Sept 6, 2007 16:12:39 GMT -5
Segment: Addressing some Issues (Credit: Freeman)
The camera fades in to show Charlotte King, standing with a microphone backstage. The camera moves to the side, to show that standing next to her is Jason Freeman, seeming to be in a relatively good mood. Charlotte begins to speak, as he stands patiently, waiting for his chance to speak.
Charlotte:As you can see, I am here with Jason Freeman…the newest member of the Entourage, and one of the four Emperor of the Ring quarter finalists confirmed so far. He---
Before she can continue, she is cut off by Freeman. It’s all great to hear her rattle off his resume, but he really doesn’t think that she should be keeping him waiting any longer. He was going to say what he wanted to say, and he was going to say it when he wanted to.
Freeman: Yes, thank you, but I’d really like to get right into this. I may not have a match tonight, but that doesn’t mean I need to stand here all night, waiting for an actual question.
Charlotte may not love being interrupted, but she knows that if she wants any chance of even getting Freeman to answer her questions, she had better ask them right off the bat. Freeman waits while making sure to show that he is waiting patiently, while at the same time making it quite clear that his patience was fading.
Charlotte: Well…anyways, recently you joined Entourage. Now, I’m sure the fans would like to know why you would do that, after all the problems you have had with various members of theirs in the past.
Freeman: Why did I join Entourage, huh? Well…that’s a good question. A question that is kind of hard to answer, and that I really don’t feel like going into detail about right now. I assume the fans want an explanation, so I will just say this…what’s in the past is in the past. Thunderkiss helped me come to some realizations about the Senatorial Stable and my career, and the epiphany he gave me was worth putting our past behind us. I am loyal to Entourage, and things are going great for me.
While Freeman may say that things are going great for him, it is no secret that Freeman and Jay Zero have been having problems as of late. Ever since last June, they had been involved in various arguments, and they were involved in a triple threat Jail Cell match at Omega Effect. Zero obviously had not gotten over the defeat at the hands of Freeman, because Freeman had managed to handcuff Zero to the cage wall, before pinning Santiago. Charlotte and the fans both realize this fact, and Charlotte brings it up.
Charlotte: You say that things are going great for you, and that you are loyal to the Entourage. I could not help but notice, however, the problems you have been having with Jay Zero.
Freeman: Well, it’s simple. Jay and I don’t like each other. We never have, and we most likely never will. Am I willing to overlook that? Yes. I don’t see any problem with sharing a stable with him. I want nothing to do with him, but I can still be loyal to Entourage without being loyal to Jay Zero. I’m sure everybody saw from last week that things haven’t been put to rest with us. Maybe some day we will finally settle our business.
Charlotte: Now, I don’t mean this to be criticizing you, but do you think that possibly Zero is correct to be annoyed at his loss?
Freeman sighed and shook his head. Everywhere people had thought that the victory hadn’t been fair. Of course, they were most angry about Santiago being fired, but even so, there were still some Jay Zero fans that insisted that what Freeman done had been robbery. Freeman didn’t quite see it that way, but he understood why people would. Did it bother him? Of course not. Let Zero continue to complain about his loss. It isn’t going to give him the title.
Freeman: Well, let’s put it this way. Were there disqualifications in that match?
Charlotte: No, but---
Freeman: Then I won fair and square. There are no questions asked. I did what I had to do to win. I fired Santiago Rivera, and that is an accomplishment that I am very proud of…
Freeman pauses as the boos flow in…Santiago still has many fans. Freeman doesn’t mind much what the fans think. He isn’t going to go out of his way to annoy them, but if they choose to boo his actions, that’s their business. He didn’t care what they thought of him.
Freeman: Yes, an accomplishment that I am very proud of. I did what I had to do to win, and I see nothing wrong with that. That is all I have to say on that subject.
Charlotte: Well, let’s take this in another direction. The Emperor of the Ring tournament is continuing. Last week you defeated Ross Lambert. Adrian Flamingo then defeated Ricky Falcon. Now, with Flamingo’s recent success, you cannot possibly be thinking that this is going to be an easy match. This man did injure BK London, and take him out of action. Are you worried about how this match will go?
This is a question that Freeman himself had been thinking about for a while. He had admitted to himself that Flamingo wasn’t going to be easy, but that wasn’t going to stop him. A difficult opponent wasn’t going to make Freeman give up. In fact, it would only make him look better if he won. He knew that the odds were against him, and that most fans were pretty sure that Flamingo was going to win, but he would show them all. In fact, there were many people who thought that Flamingo was going to win the whole tournament. It would be fun to make him lose before the semi-finals.
Freeman: Well, Charlotte, of course I’m worried. I’m not afraid to admit that. Flamingo is going to be a very tough opponent. On that note, however, I am going to be ready for him. I am not going to give up and die just because I might lose. Flamingo, I acknowledge your accomplishments. The attack on BK London was…to say the least, impactful. You’ve been on a role as of late, with many high profile wins. I said I’d acknowledge your accomplishments, but now let’s acknowledge mine.
I am a two time International Champion, whether or not Brimstone’s death gave me my second reign. I was also a former Entertainment champion, and during that title reign, I defended that title against you. A title reign is something that I don’t believe you have ever had. I was one of the final four superstars in the Fallen Heroes battle royal, and I was tied for most eliminations. Yes, you are a great superstar, something that I have had to admit as of late. At first, I thought you were nothing more than a gimmick…somebody who thought he was entertaining, but would rot on the undercard for months. You have proved me wrong. You have proved that you can wrestle with the best of them. I’m impressed. But like I said, I’m going to be proving some people wrong too. When I defeat you.
Charlotte: You sound very confident…do you have any plan for this match?
Freeman: Well, I know Flamingo’s style…I’ve watched his matches, so I can try to watch out for whatever he will try to hit me with. But otherwise, no…I don’t have a specific plan. The only plan I have is to let my determination guide me. I will be the Emperor of the Ring. I have convinced myself of this fact, and I will not be an easy opponent. That’s all I know.
With that Freeman walks away, leaving Charlotte alone on camera…
Charlotte: Well, those were some strong words from Jason Freeman, and it will surely be an interesting match when it happens.
With that, the camera fades.
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Post by hunter on Sept 6, 2007 16:14:20 GMT -5
OTA Segment: “Thunderkiss: The End. Acts 3 (Cont.) & 4" Credit: T-Kiss Story Recap: After going cross country with an old acquaintance, Jake Cheng, Thunderkiss finally arrives at ACW arena where he is summoned by Chairman Rena Matheson. Concerned about his intentions, she warns him, only to have her warning fall upon deaf ears. Relieved to be free of her presence and his guilty conscience, Thunderkiss now heads to the locker room portion of the complex where he plans to meet up with old friend XS3 and his son, Cory. ... .. . Act 4 As the elevator hits the bottom floor TK staggers out of it and appears to be going through some sort of panic attack, obviously caused by his meeting with Rena just moments ago. Though he tried to focus on why he’s here, he cannot escape the images of Rena tied up in his mind. They say you get more sentimental as you grow older, and in this situation that certainly holds true. TK has grown into a man who cannot escape his demons. Instead, he runs - and it’s time to do some running. He reaches into his vest and pulls out a bottle of prescription medication and quickly downs 2 little blue pills. Within moments his body stops shaking and all is once again right in his world.
As he walks on the skywalk that attaches the office complex to the arena, his mind once again flashes back to scenes long ago. This repeats over and over and becomes more intense as he grows closer to the locker rooms. Closer and closer he draws near the Entourage’s old pad, his heart racing out of his chest.
And then he sees it.
He takes a moment to crack open the door and first takes notice that it’s vacant. Long gone are the luxurious amenities. In their place is old, dusty benches and wooden chairs, making it apparent that no one has used this locker room in a very long time. As he steps inside and turns on the light, he is instantly transported 33 years prior...Jay Zero: WAY TO GO KISS!
Dan White: Thunderkiss ... the NEW Heavyweight Champion of the WORLD!
Thunderkiss: This isn’t my night gentlemen ... its OURS! Matt Irvine: It was a long time ago... wasn’t it? “Wait, I don’t remember that”, he thinks to himself. And then it hits him - he wasn’t daydreaming. He quickly spins around and comes back to the future.Thunderkiss: ! ....MATT! Thunderkiss and Irvine man hug showing that even the most testosterone laden men can have their emotions best them sometimes. As they let go, TK looks at XS3, and vice versa, as if he has just found a long lost relative.Matt Irvine: Wow, you haven’t changed much! Thunderkiss: Its only been a couple of years ... hasn’t it? Matt Irvine: I believe so, but it’s felt like 10 if you ask me. Thunderkiss: That it has ...Matt Irvine: Well come on! The kid’s been waiting for you! Matt places his arm around TK’s shoulder and guides him down a new series of hallways that Thunderkiss cannot remember. As he looks around, he sees faces of current wrestlers peaking out their locker room doors in curiosity. Thunderkiss doesn’t know weather he should be flattered or paranoid at all the attention and instead just focuses directly ahead of him where he now sees a very tall and muscular man that could almost pass for XS3's twin.Thunderkiss: Wow, not only is he a chip off the ol’ shoulder Matt - he’s a chip off the ol’ genetic makeup! You look just like your old man!Cory Irvine: You act like you haven’t ever seen me Teeks! Thunderkiss: I know! I know! But seriously, in just a few years you’ve really changed!XS3: And trust me TK, its all legal! Thunderkiss and XS3 laugh at the inside joke while Cory just kinda makes an odd face. Obviously, he hasn’t heard about his father’s best friend youthful “exploits”, for obvious reasons.Matt Irvine: Hey guys, I have to go sign some paper work with the commish’ for tomorrow’s match. You two just feel free to catch up! He has an enthused look on his face as he leaves the room, just like any proud father. Thunderkiss is now alone with his Godson and he finally thankful he has this moment alone with him. With a concerned and serious look on his face, he turns to him.Cory Irvine: What’s up? Thunderkiss: Look Cory, first let me say I have total faith in you ...“Way to go old man, keep lying to the kid you bastard.”Thunderkiss: But I want you to be careful out there ... ok? This guy is serious business. You can’t let your guard down, not for an instant. If you do, you’re going to be in trouble, and with this guy, trouble can mean the end of your career.Cory punches TK in the shoulder in a show of friendship as his face lights up with youthful joy.Cory Irvine: Aww, don’t worry Uncle TK! I know you’re just being considerate, but trust me, I have it. I know how to beat this guy and by the end of the night we’ll be out celebrating just like you and Dad used to do! Thunderkiss: I’m serious Cory. I’ve scouted this guy long enough. Do not lose your focus for an instant!Cory Irvine *agitated*: OK! OK! Geesh! You know, I just didn’t start wrestling yesterday Teeks! Thunderkiss: I know, and your father and I have done a good job instructing you. You have thrived under our instruction and that’s why you’re where you are now. You’re good - a natural even. But you don’t know everything Cory. Hell, none of us does. Listen to me dammit - do NOT go in their cocky. Do you understand?! Cory Irvine: .......... Just then, XS3 returns to the room and walks right in on an awkward moment. He takes one look at his agitated son and one look at his best friend and instantly asks - Matt Irvine: Wow, what did I miss? Thunderkiss: Just having a heart to heart with the kid Matt. Cory Irvine: Uncle Kiss was just letting me know just how much be believes in me ...Cory furiously storms out of the locker room, slamming the door on the way out. Embarrassed at his sons actions, Matt quickly turns around and apologies.Matt Irvine: TK, I’m so sor- Thunderkiss *interrupting*: No need Matt. I was simply trying to ensure he’s totally grounded for tomorrow’s match. He HAS to be. He can’t go in cocky Matt, you know what will happen.Matt Irvine *sighing*: I know Teeks. I know. I’ve gone over this with him all week long, believe me. I don’t know where all this confidence came from, but believe me, it wasn’t there before he was named the number one contender. Its good to believe in yourself. You HAVE to - to win. But he’s going overboard now. Thunderkiss: Matt, you have 24 hours to knock that out of him. Matt Irvine: And I’ll need every second of it to get through that wall he’s built up. Thunderkiss: Its alright buddy, we’ll catch up later.Matt Irvine: You got it ... and TK.. Thunderkiss: Yeah?Matt Irvine: Welcome back. Thundekiss smiles as he watches X head out the door to chase after Cory. Standing alone in the room, TK quickly decides that he doesn’t want to be a companion to loneliness again and would rather stroll around the arena to reminisce. Act 4 33 years ago he almost owned this place. 33 years later, he feels like the outsider. As he walks around backstage there is little he recognizes. Except for one hallway wing where the Entourage locker still resides, its all been changed, redone. Again he notes that he keeps drawing odd looks from the current staff and roster - and why not? It’s not every day they see someone from the past walk through their hallways. He think’s back to when he first started in ACW and saw “Macho Man” RDK walking through the halls for the first time. Needless to say it was quite the sight. He approaches the entranceway, now looking quite different from when he last stepped through it. He places his hands on the steel girders that hold it up and remembers a time that he ripped these things apart and made the big screen fall.
“Now that was impressive”, he thinks to himself. Before he can dwell further on that moment - he is interrupted.Laureano: Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged back in. Picking up your retirement check, old man? He needs not to turn around to see who said this to him for he voice is easily recognizable. It’s the child “prodigy” himself, Laureano. For years Thunderkiss has watched him grow up on ACW television and has taken quite an interest in doing so. He’s talented, that’s for sure. He got the best from both Latino and AK and it shows every time he steps through the ropes. There is only one thing the boy is lacking and that’s passion. Since the start he has aligned himself with Magog. Why? TK knows not. Out of everyone on the roster today, in his eyes there is only one who can challenge him and that’s Laureano. If he had only half the passion his father or mother had, he’d take what was rightfully his and send Magog packing. Thunderkiss: I’m surprised you even noticed me, considering your nose is always far up Magog’s ass, my boy.Laureano: Who the hell do you think you are, insulting me? I mean look at you ... absolutely pathetic! And what’s even more sad is that 33 years ago you were still just as pathetic! You weren’t a wrestler, you were just a pharmaceutical junkie who swung his arms around in the ring like an ignorant caveman. I come from Laureano blood ... Kitsune blood! Royalty! Think about that the next time you open your mouth to me, cretin! Thunderkiss stands there with his head down, pondering what to say. As soon as it hits him, he shrugs his shoulders and looks up at Laureano. Thunderkiss: Well, you’re right about something kid - you do come from some of the best wrestling DNA around ...Laureano smugly smiles and nods his head in approvalThunderkiss: Its just a shame your actions, or lack thereof, have tainted it! Laureano grabs Thunderkiss by his vest and slams him up against a nearby wall. TK’s heart races and his adrenalin begins to flow. It’s been a long time since he’s felt like this, and like an alcoholic who falls off the wagon, he saviors this first drink. And after this initial feeling of euphoria, it happens - like an automatic response. His arm flies up and grabs Laureano by his arm and wrenches it back, surprising the young buck. However, before Laureano can respond, a booming voice interrupts any chance of that happening.[glow=yellow,2,300]Magog: Laureano, step back ...... I’ll handle this! [/glow] [END] CAST OF CHARACTERS (Updated after each episode):Chairman Matheson: Now the Chairman of ACW, Rena now controls the power. Cory Irvine: XS3's son and new number one contender for the ACW World Championship. Dan White: Currently has issues with Thunderkiss over Zero’s death. Whereabouts unknown. Jake Cheng: Retired. Now runs a training school in Los Angeles. Laureano: The prodigal son of AK and Latino. Currently on the ACW roster and in Magog’s stable. Magog: Current ACW World Champion. Is undefeated and extremely powerful. Matt Irvine (XS3): Manages his son, Cory, in ACW. Mr. Exotica: Former number one contender for the ACW World Championship. Crippled by Magog. Princess London: Daughter of the Legendary BK London. Current ACW Woman’s Champion. Rattlesnake: Has long retired and is now part of the announce team. “Rapid” Rick Edison: Son of “Fast” Eddie Edison. Has followed in his fathers footsteps. Thunderkiss - Now 55 is the focal point of our story. Is retired and cannot let go of the past. Zero: Deceased.
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Post by hunter on Sept 6, 2007 16:15:28 GMT -5
Segment: Stop That (Credit: Stark / Yoko)
Alexander Starkweather.
Rarely has there been more imposing men in ACW. Cold, calculating, observant. Always aware of his surroundings. That’s why the sudden weight on his back as he walks up a corridor is such a shock. Of course, the head adjacent of his own reveals to him what it was.
Yoko: Hey Stark!
Stark: Off. Now.
Yoko had jumped onto his back unexpectedly. She complies and drops off.
Stark: Don’t ever do that again, why do you do things like that?
Yoko: Because you’re my best friend.
Stark: I…what?
Yoko: Kudo and Wyvern are very avoidant of me, I think it’s because I fit into the stable better than they do. And Umeko has vanished. That leaves you as my best friend.
Stark: You really shouldn’t latch onto whoever happens to be around, it isn’t emotionally healthy.
She doesn’t seem to be listening.
Yoko: I renamed Masamune. It’s Cassie now.
Stark: Well, it’s better than Masamune.
Yoko: It made me think. Can we name the stable Pain Inc?
Stark: No.
Yoko: Then can we at least move into the room in the hallway with the broken light?
Stark: …No.
Yoko: Why?
Stark: We’re not Pain Inc, nor will we ever be.
Yoko: Wyvern is like Ridley, Umeko is like Rose, you’re like AK, I’m-
Stark: I’m not Alicia. Are you insane?
Yoko: It makes sense. You-
Stark: Go hang around someone else, I need to get ready for my match.
Yoko: I can help, I-
Stark: Absolutely not.
Yoko stops walking alongside him, letting him prepare alone. Even though he can’t see it, she waves at him.
End Segment.
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Post by hunter on Sept 6, 2007 16:17:04 GMT -5
Segment: I stand alone in victory (Credit: Hitman)
Broken glass lies strewn all throughout the floor. Now why would that be?
Because I punched the mirror, hating my reflection and hating what I saw in myself.
Something within me was brewing up inside. A tiny thing called “rage” was ready to overtake my body with a single leap. Maybe it was the anger in not having a match for weeks. Maybe I was becoming a caged animal, forced to be locked inside and hidden from the rest of the world’s judgmental eyes. There was something about the ACW ring; it was so dangerous yet so alluring. It was like it beckoned for my presence and I was willing to oblige.
I knew what I had to do.
Without even thinking it through properly, I jerked my head towards the door of the Entourage locker room and tossed some papers aside. The door was kicked open and like a man possessed, I was heading down the hallway with vehemence locked in my eyes. The stagehand saw me walking and instantly acted quickly, hitting a button that signalled for the sounds of “Constant Motion” to enter the arena. I wasn’t even out of the curtain and I could hear the reaction; it wasn’t good and that’s the way I’d like to keep it.
Finally, I made my way out from behind the curtain and looked towards the ring. Ah, squared circle, where have you been all of my life? I headed down the ramp, feeling my pant legs drag across the metal. Once I approached ringside, I paused to bask in the awesomeness of the ring before sliding under the bottom rope and entering the canvas for the first time in a while now. There wasn’t time for a pose. I had a point to make. A stagehand handed me a mic and I heard my music fade. It was showtime.
XS3: “Heh, I guess I’m still not a favourite, judging by your reaction.”
A little something to warm up the crowd; I gave one of my signature smirks after listening to more jeers and taunts before continuing on.
XS3: “Now all of you have heard the interviews and you’ve seen the videotapes. Unless you’ve been living under a rock for god knows how long, you’ll know that I have a purpose for this month: ending the winning streak of Yoko Satoshi. I’ve been getting it from the critics all month long, ‘You’re too big for your britches.’ ‘You’re an idiot.’ ‘You don’t deserve to be in the same ring with Yoko.’ Well, sorry if I’m doing my job. I’ve been listening to all the people for the past couple of weeks and their negativity. Have I been consumed by ill-will? No way, dude. If anything, you need to stop spreading criticism and start shedding some sympathy… for Yoko.”
I could see a sign that said “XS3: A Man Possessed?” It certainly seemed that way since confidence was increasing my abilities.
XS3: “But… rather than beat you over the head with talk about Yoko, I’m here to…”
Something interrupted my thoughts though as I looked into the crowd and saw an elderly-looking man making his way through the sea of fans. The instant he hopped the barrier, it was none other than comedy legend Leslie Nielsen. The crowd began to cheer out of respect as I looked on in surprise. Mr. Nielsen requested a microphone then hopped up onto the apron. He looked me square in the eyes and with an emotionless expression on his face, he guided the mic to his mouth and proclaimed in a deadpan tone…
Nielsen: “I just wanted to tell you… good luck. We’re all counting on you.”
A massive markout then occurred as Mr. Nielsen handed the microphone back to the stagehand and walked back up the ramp, eventually disappearing behind the curtain. Remembering my priorities, I spoke to the people once more.
XS3: “Well… then… like I was saying… I have plans in store for the weeks to come. My first plan is winning the Emperor of the Ring Tournament. Unlike that cocky Rochester bastard Andrew Hunter, I know when and when not to let my ego spiral out of control. I prefer to handle my business like a true man. I don’t need to beat a dead horse every time I exclaim an overused movie catchphrase. I let my actions do the talking for my matches. As for my second plan…”
This next plan may have been a tactical error on my part but I knew what I was ready to do.
XS3: “I plan on striving to fulfill my destiny… and win the ACW World Heavyweight Championship.”
Wow, did this bring back memories of old, proclaiming that destiny would be fulfilled. The crowd wasn’t all too warm of my idea though but who cared what they thought? This was what I wanted to believe.
XS3: “It doesn’t matter who will be holding the World title by the end of 2007. All I know is that I can guaran-damn-tee you that my time to become a challenger will be all but forthcoming. I’m not saying that I will win it soon; things like that take time and perseverance. But what I am saying is that I will not rest until I take care of business in the ring the only way I know how. Anyone who wishes to prove me wrong can go ahead and do so; just don’t become VorteX and cry about it when you lose.”
Burn.
XS3: “And on that note, I am off to prepare for Emperor of the Ring. To the people in the arena, I thank you for being too kind.”
The crowd did not approve of my obvious sarcasm.
XS3: “And to those who want to silence my dreams of fulfilling my destiny, see you in the ring. Come prepared for the fury that will be unleashed within the squared circle.”
I dropped the mic and made my way to the back. Some of the fans in the front row were giving me a verbal hassling but I really did not care what they thought. All I knew was that it was so great to be back in the ring after spending what felt like eternity away from it.
Fade.
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Post by hunter on Sept 6, 2007 16:18:43 GMT -5
Match 5: Jake Cheng vs. Alexander Starkweather (Credit: Freeman)
The match starts at a quick pace, as Jake tries to get a quick advantage over Starkweather, with some rapid punches, into an arm drag. Starkweather is taken to the ground, but he quickly rises up. Jake runs forward, hitting an enzuiguri, which causes Stark to fall back against the ropes. Jake runs forward and hits a knee lift, knocking Stark to the ground. Jake goes for the quick cover…1….2….and Stark kicks out. Jake runs forward again, but this time he is countered into a belly to back suplex out of nowhere. Jake is taken by surprise, and Stark follows off with some stiff stomps to Jake. Jake manages to get to his feet, but Stark continues now with some stiff punches, weakening Jake. Jake fires back with some strikes of his own, but Stark is more aggressive, and he manages to get Jake up against the ropes. He knees Jake in the gut, and then hits a quick snap suplex. Stark managed to take control of the matchup.
Stark is aggressive and he hits many stiff striking moves, that wear out Jake quickly. The tides almost turn, when Jake manages to hit a hurricanrana after Stark irish whips him off the ropes. Jake managed to get a rollup, but Stark kicked out. After hitting an inverted unprettier, Jake was almost the winner, but Stark kicked out. Then Stark managed to hit a dragon screw, into a single crab. Jake was in pain, and Stark increased the pressure. Jake looked like he would tap, but he finally reached the ropes. Stark lifted up Jake, and began to kick him stiffly. Each kick weakened Jake more and more, but then all of a sudden, Jake recovered and hit the jumping spinning leg lariat! 1….2….no!
Jake then tried to get on the offense, as Stark got up, Jake hit him with a quick Jakie Drop. He again went for the pin, but again Stark kicked out. Stark was getting to his feet, and Jake was ready. As soon as Stark rose, Jake went for the Second Heartbeat! Stark, however, managed to duck. He hit a stiff kick to Jake’s ribs, and then put his shoulder to his ribs, before ramming him into the turnbuckle. Stark then lifted Jake up onto the top rope, and grabbed him to go for the relapse! Just as Stark moved forward and dropped down, Jake managed to escape his grip, and jumped over him. Stark fell to the ground, and Jake managed to kick him right in the head with the Straight Shot variation of the Second Heartbeat!
Phillip: Here is your winner, Jake Cheng!
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Post by hunter on Sept 6, 2007 16:19:39 GMT -5
Segment: Threats and Admonitions (Credit: Senator)
As the show returns from the commercials, Senator Steve Phillips is seen barging into the office of Chairman Gingerdude, shoving doors open, and striding straight past the receptionist, as he enters the inner sanctum of the ACW administrator.
The Senator: I wanted to both thank you and warn you, concerning the main event. Thunderkiss and his posse of malignant court jesters just will not shut their loud, obnoxious mouths, nor will they cease their antics until someone takes them out. This is my warning, if I get the chance, I will not go for the win, but instead, I shall have no choice, but to take my opponent, out of circulation, so to say. And as maniacal as he is, I have no doubt that it will be the same way for him.
Gingerdude: Very well, then.
Senator: Look, I know you do not like the havoc and disorder that the filthy Entourage wishes to spread, and indeed, already has instigated.
Ginger: Controversy is good, so long as it's controlled, yes.
Senator: Exactly. We have never gotten along very well at all, we both know that. I really do not care for your overly controlling ways, and you feel that I have caused my fair share of trouble, especially regarding contract negotiations and such. Even so, in this case, I do believe that it would be best for us both that security knows what they are doing here tonight, to keep Entourage out of the picture, and to keep me from doing something that I might truly regret later on...perhaps, only due to the possible legal ramifications, rather than any moral qualms, but you get the picture.
Ginger: Yes, I do.
Senator: So then, can I trust that our usual bumbling crew is not going to be on hand, and that your hired hands will be at ringside? If they are not, trust me, Entourage WILL find a way to get there before they can, and if that occurs, and you can take this as the cold, hard truth: you will pay.
Ginger: Is that so? In that case, before I dismiss you, I have one reminder. You still possess that International Title, and I still expect you to defend that belt, even during the Emperor of the Ring tournament, and even if you are injured.
Senator: I would not expect the case to be otherwise. Doing business can be painful, but it is always necessary. Good day, and do not let me down.
Ginger: You should be the one to keep that last line in mind, Phillips.
The Senator shakes his head from the last line as he turns around, taking his time on the way out of the office, still snubbing the receptionist as he does so. Phillips exits the office, with a slam of the door, walking off, with a hand to his neck, rubbing his chronic injury, as the scene leads to the...
Fade Out
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Post by hunter on Sept 6, 2007 16:20:43 GMT -5
Main Event: Thunderkiss vs. Senator Steve Phillips (Credit: Senator, second part to TK)
Maxwell McNally: We've seen this match several times before, but even without a belt on the line, even without the confinement of a giant steel cage, the stakes never seemed higher.
"Fast" Eddie Edison: Yeah, look around the ring here, there's gotta be upwards of twenty security guards all standing around!
McNally: As we can see, both competitors are already in the ring, and a nearly unprecedented level of security is separating the two until head ACW referee, Raymond Allen Fleming calls for the bell, Fleming will certainly have his capable hands full from that moment on, that much is sure.
Edison: I love it, Thunderkiss is absolutely nuts, totally off his rocker, and Steve Phillips has gotten so old that he left all rationality behind! He really thinks that he can trash Thunderkiss!
McNally: One might wonder if his accumulated injuries might play a role, or if the superior tactical ability that he demonstrated in their last meeting will prevail again.
*Bell Rings*
RAF jumps back, waving the guards out of the ring, and to the ringside area, as TK flexes his biceps, ranting on about his inevitable victory. Steve Phillips takes offence to the trash talk from the beginning, rushing in with a flurry of elbows, knife edge chops, knee strikes, and low kicks, the abrupt fury of the assault knocking TK back into the corner, where the Senator continues, throwing combinations of his chops, alternating them with sharp elbow strikes to the jaw. Thunderkiss, although stunned for a moment, gathers himself, and shoves his opponent off, rushing forward, and clobbering the Senator with a Polish Hammer, and covering for a pin...
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...Phillips kicks out! The International Champion doesn't just kick out, but fights his way out from the pin, elbowing TK in the shoulder, kicking him in the knee, stepping back...
McNally: Phillips is going for the Shining Capital here, his step-up front rolling heel kick...
The Senator's kick glances off TK's half raised guard, giving him enough time to go behind for what looks to be a German suplex of sorts.
Edison: He can't be serious!
Phillips pulls back, but barely manages to get his opponent off his feet. Instead, TK throws a tremendous back elbow with an accompanying roar, which only succeeds in swinging over the Senator’s head. Phillips responds to the whiffed strike with a rapid succession of alternating boxing style hooks to the body, driving Thunderkiss back into the ropes. TK does not remain there for long, though, as he lunges out, grasping the Senator by the skull with a horrible vice grip, yes, folks, the dreaded Iron Claw is locked in!
Edison: Oh man, oh man, Thunderkiss is ready to crush the Senator’s skull like a watermelon!
The Senator throws a few low kicks, attempting to drop Thunderkiss, but is completely unsuccessful, as his opponent forces him slowly towards the middle of the ring. TK, satisfied that Phillips can’t reach the ropes at this point, now attempts to lift his opponent straight off his feet, by the head. This finally tests the limits of TK’s grip, and Phillips takes note, reaching up, grasping Thunderkiss’s thumb, turning it back, in a painful lock, forcing the break of the claw, stepping back a foot or so, before unloading a gigantic elbow smash into the side of his opponent’s head. Phillips continues with an onslaught of swinging elbow smashes, one after another, each stiff strike dropping the “Worldbreaker” down a bit more, until he’s bent over at a ninety degree angle. The Senator steps back at this point, lining himself up, measuring his target, and dashes in with a tremendous Partisan Kick…that is, he would have, if TK hadn’t caught the leg. Thunderkiss shakes his head, spinning his opponent around…but Phillips uses the momentum to further the power of a rolling elbow to the throat! TK drops to the mat, allowing the Senator to cover…
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…TK kicks out with the force of a supernova, heaving his smaller opponent off with a throwing bench press!
McNally: Tremendous show of fury and power by each competitor, personally, I’m surprised that Thunderkiss was able to kick out at all, let alone, throw Phillips off of the pin.
Edison: Maxie, if there’s two benefits of TK’s crazy training regimen…and you know what I mean there…it’s that his neck’s built like the base of a decent sized tree, and he can bench the ring, let alone the Senator!
TK pounds the mat, and stands up, while the Senator rolls to the apron, to gather his wits, and rethink his strategy. As he stands up, clutching the ropes, though, a full bottle of water strikes him in the back. Phillips turns around, only to see Jason Freeman standing on the crowd barrier, with an upraised middle finger. The Senator’s eyes narrow to a pair of menacing slits…and then, disaster strikes.
Thunderkiss, during the whole distraction, was rebounding off the opposite ropes, and just as the Senator starts to turn back to the ring…TK throws a full force, full momentum, massively powerful Axe Bomber, the Goodnight Kiss. The swinging arm collides solidly with Phillips, sending him literally flying off the apron, turning in the air, and landing, jaw first, on the barrier, right to the left of a bemused Freeman, who hops off back into the crowd as the divider moves a good two feet into the crowd on impact. The Senator does not bounce off, but hangs, draped over the barrier, clearly knocked cleanly out.
McNally: This is not good.
The specially hired security crew immediately backs the audience, and especially, Freeman off, and stands in front of the fallen competitor, preventing Thunderkiss from immediately exiting the ring, and wreaking havoc. Raymond Allen Fleming quickly raises an “X” sign to the entranceway, and shouts a few commands to Phillip Jones.
Phillip: As the result of a referee stoppage, your winner, Thunderkiss!
The medical crew immediately dashes down the ramp, gurney in the middle of their ranks, and Dr. Trace Gibson at the front of the group, quickly pushing security out of the way as they check on the Senator...
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Post by hunter on Sept 6, 2007 16:21:25 GMT -5
[Freeman stands above The Senator and gloats in his former boss’ face repeatedly much to the dismay of the Senatorial Stable fans who are in total disarray at what they are watching. It has been a VERY bad week if you are a Stable fan, and its about to get much, much worse!]
Thunderkiss: That is enough Freeman! Give him to me!
Jason Freeman: But -
Thunderkiss: I SAID GIVE HIM TO ME!
[Thunderlook looks on approvingly as Freeman reaches down in an attempt to grab a hold of the Senator’s broken body. In the process, he instantly draws the attention of security who are closely watching the situation.]
Thunderkiss: HIS BODY HAS NOW BEEN BROKEN! AND NOW ... HIS SPIRIT WILL SUFFER THE SAME FATE!
[Thunderkiss becomes impatient and questions why its taking Freeman so long! His eyes dart out of the ring where he sees 20 of the extra security guards ACW hired for tonight converge on Freeman, preventing him from moving the Senator. Enraged, Thunderkiss barks the following command!]
Thunderkiss: Dan, Zero.... X ... go help Freeman.
[They do so with pleasure. Within moments, we have four Entourage members going toe to toe with the hired security team - and besting them in the process. Meanwhile, medics take this opportunity to rush to the Senator’s aid. Back in the ring, Thunderkiss turns to the A camera where he looks directly into the lense and delivers the following message -]
Thunderkiss: You had your chance to kneel to me Senator - you refused. You had a chance to do this honorably - you refused. You had a chance to let your Stable live and survive - YOU REFUSED. And now ..... you will serve as my first example Senator. You will be the image that will be burnt into the minds of the cowards who run from me.
[Back outside the ring the Entourage is cutting down security left and right, but they still maintain enough of their human barrier to keep them away from Phillips. Dr. Gibson is now out from the back and he urges the paramedics to quickly usher The Senator up the ramp and they do so. Oblivious that his prey is escaping, Thunderkiss leaps out of the ring so he can preach more of his gospel over at the announce table to a live TV audience. Immediately seeing what’s coming, McNally quickly vacates his position. Edison does not. Big mistake.]
Thunderkiss: Out of the way MAXYPAD!
[Is what TK calls out to McNally as he almost bumps into him during his attempt to escape. Edison still tries to hold is ground but to no avail. TK quickly jerks him up off his seat by his color and flips him directly into crowd where he begins to surf around as if he was at a rock concert.]
“Fast” Eddie Edison: AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!
Thunderkiss: NOW THAT WAS DANGEROUS, YOU PENCIL NECKED GEEK!
[Thunderkiss puts an exclamation mark on this exchange as he picks up Eddie’s headset and begins his 2nd chorus.]
Thunderkiss *on headset*: WYVERN! HUNTER! YOKO! ALICIA... WATCH AND REMEMBER ... HIS FATE WILL BE YOURS!
[Thunderkiss tosses the headset down and makes his way back into the ring where he plans to put the finishing touches on the Senator. Instead he finds emptiness. Phillips is nowhere to be found causing TK to quickly look outside the ring where he sees him being wheeled out through the entranceway. He immediately snaps in anger as he turns his attention to what’s left of the security team that prevented the Entourage from nabbing Phillips! He leaps out of the ring and begins to pound away on the left overs while screaming -]
Thunderkiss: You ruined everything!
[It takes but a minute for the rest of the guards to fall to the Entourage but by this time its far too late. The Senator has been placed in an ambulance and is now being ushered to the nearest hospital which is on standby. Back in the arena, Thunderkiss angerly walks up the entranceway with the Entourage in tow. After minutes off air, the show’s audio comes back on as McNally returns to the broadcast table and places his headset back on.]
Maxwell McNally: Can we get some help out here for Edison?! Lets call this one a night ........ Good God!
And with that, the show ominously ends. And now, of course, come the inevitable questions:
What do Thunderkiss’ actions mean for the rest of ACW, specifically the former champions he called out?
Who will be the ACW Light-Heavyweight Champion come Monday?
And finally, who will be 2007’s Emperor of the Ring?
There’s only one way to find out, and that’s to SEND IN YOUR SEGMENTS AND MATCHES ON TIME, GOD! I swear to crap, I will so---
Cut to Black
End of Show
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Post by Jake on Sept 6, 2007 16:24:00 GMT -5
Great show. A win, and not being called out by Kiss. A good show indeed.
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Post by Commissioner Zero on Sept 6, 2007 16:26:13 GMT -5
Great show all!
wtf at Jake beating Stark though......
Oh and Ching, Kiss didn't call you out cause he's looking for the REAL champions.
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