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Post by BK London on Jan 3, 2008 16:58:18 GMT -5
Segment: A Portal to Nowhere (Credit: Hunter)
As we return from the commercial break, we slowly fade in on the door to the Senatorial Office, either side of it barren as always. The door is being filmed from the outside hallways, and although a few sounds can be heard coming from inside, the camera chooses to stay away. After a moment, however, there is a small crash and a loud grunt, and the camera turns to the left to show a human form approaching. The fans do not instantly recognize who this is, but when the figure is closer, the fans realize that this is the World Champion, missing the World Championship on his shoulder (hence the confusion as to who he is). He ignores the camera and opens the door to the Senatorial Office, walking inside, and letting the cameraman enter behind him by not slamming the door quickly. The Senator is inside, sitting behind his desk as always.
Senator: Oh, hello Hunter. How did it go?
Hunter: What, with Falcon?
Senator: Yes.
Hunter: He lost.
Senator: Oh well, I suppose that there will be more chances later.
Hunter: Indeed.
Senator: And yourself?
Hunter: Well I don't really have any reason to stick around, so I'm gonna go get my bags and head off.
Senator: Any special plans?
Hunter: Not really. Might hit the gym, might get a drink, might catch a movie, whatever comes to mind.
Senator: Well that sounds well enough.
Hunter: Indeed.
After a pause, the Senator returns to his paper work, and Hunter himself proceeds to enter the Senatorial Locker Room through the door a few feet to his left. The cameraman follows him inside once again, and Hunter opens his locker, beginning to pile some things out. He takes off his trench coat and tosses his sunglasses next to him, and then puts on a black t-shirt with some ineligible band logo on it. He then reaches back in and stops for a moment. He looks inside the locker intently, and then opens the door to the Office again.
Hunter: Hey Sen?
Senator: Yes?
Hunter: Have you been here all night?
Senator: For the most part, yes. There were some times when I stepped out for a break or to get something that was somewhere else, but otherwise I was here. Why do you ask?
Hunter looks back at the locker with a raised eyebrow.
Hunter: No reason.
He shuts the door behind him and looks back into the locker. The cameraman takes a position behind him and manages to see what he is looking at. It is a small envelope taped to the back of his locker, with one word on it:
Hunter
Hunter takes the envelope and opens it, and out comes a single square shape. He flips it over and reveals it to be a Polaroid picture. It appears to be a car by a lake, and on top of the car is the ACW World Championship. But there's more.
Hunter: ...that's my fucking car.
Hunter then moves his eyes lower and sees that at the bottom there is a simple message written via Sharpie:
Find Me
Hunter pockets the picture instantly, and then throws his bags back into the locker and closes it tightly. He puts the trench coat back on and throws the sunglasses off to the side. He exits the locker room loudly, and the Senator takes a moment to say a pair of words.
Senator: Good bye---
But the door to the Senatorial Office is long closed, and Hunter is almost charging down the hallway in the direction of the parking lot, the cameraman in tow, and with reason. Who could resist such an invitation?
Fade Out
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Post by BK London on Jan 3, 2008 16:59:00 GMT -5
"It's Time to Go to Work Again" (Credit: Rattlesnake)
The scene opens to the backstage area. Nothing seems to be going on at the moment. The backstage workers are taking a break from their normal, mundane routines like listening to anything Hunter says and wishing they had a gun on hand to "end it all" to seeing the same boring crap that "sports entertainment" seems to be dishing out lately, but not ACW...it has something called talent.
Anyways, nothing important goes on. At least that's what we're led to believe as the backstage workers get stirred. The camera turns to the right as a person walks up from the distance. As he gets closer and closer, it's shown to be Rattlesnake. This appearance gets a huge cheer from the fans.
Rattlesnake walks up and shakes hands with each guy in the vicinity. He looks around and takes a deep breath.
Rattlesnake: It begins again. Only this time, I do things right. No more half-assing or not giving a shit. No more excuses. No more clichés. No more should haves or would haves. This time if something happens, it happens and I move on.
In the past, that was never the case. This train of thought was almost instantly derailed. Then he thought of it as a weakness...a hindrance. He never took the time to see that it wasn't. The one true hindrance was never being able to embrace the faults and move on, turning them into strengths. It doesn't make sense, does it? (Good...I'm not the only one.)
Rattlesnake: As I stand here like I once did when I first set foot in these hallowed halls, I can't help but think of what lies in store for me. Sure there are bound to be bumps in the road, but what road is smooth? There's always going to be some kind of obstacle standing in your way as you go to achieve your goal. My goal...it shouldn't need to be repeated. By now everyone knows what I'm after. Everyone should know what I want to get my hands on. It's no lie that, like me, everyone wants to be the top person. They want to represent the "alpha" in ACW.
Anyone who says that isn't their goal is full of crap. Deep down, everyone wants the same damn thing. They want to be the best. They want to sit high atop a pedestal. They want to shout it out to the world that they overcame improbable odds to do the unthinkable. It's always about being in the spotlight. They want it...they crave it...they lust for it. They'll do whatever it takes to attain it too, even if it means sacrificing the things they hold dear or selling out and sacrificing the things they really need.
When it comes down to it, everyone has a price. Whether or not they decide to exploit it and give away any dignity they have, it's their choice. Rattlesnake has been at that choice before. He's sold out in order to get what he wants. But it came at what cost? The ideals that he once believed in. The trust he had with his friends. The love of his life. Everything that a man can, and does, hold dear to himself.
Rattlesnake: Tonight it all starts anew. It all starts with a championship match.
Rattlesnake was no stranger to the International Championship. It was a title he once held. In fact, it was the only title he's had in his ACW career...a fact he intends to remedy.
But tonight he can kick-start his own "Chase for the Championship" by facing the current International Champion. The only thing is he knows absolutely nothing about him. Not that he really cares to, but in the sense of knowing what he's prone to do, things he's done in the past. In other words, no scouting reports really. He could watch tapes of previous matches, but that's all they would be...nothing worth really documenting. So what if he did that? It had no direct impact on his match. You can never be sure of what someone will do. Their tendencies will always fool you. Just when you think they will do one thing, they'll do another. It'll throw off your rythym. Just when you think you have things under control, it happens again. Suddenly, everything goes wrong and then it's all over.
Sure that's a generalization and a fallacy in itself, but for a lot of people, that just seems to be the case. The thing is doing whatever it takes to avoid that. Being able to outsmart and outthink...that's what you have to do.
You might be thinking "well doesn't that mean watching tapes will help out? Not necessarily. People tend to do things given a situation. Numerous options can be changed ever so slightly at the drop of a hat. The outcomes are numerous, so it seems that waiting for them to act and trying to counter that seems to be the best option. Of course, it's a double-edged sword. Doing that can come back to kick you in the ass.
Rattlesnake focuses his eyes on a door. Ironically, it's his locker room.
Rattlesnake: Well...it's time to go to work again.
He was mentally ready for whatever could be in store for him. Or at least he thought he did. One thing he wasn't sure about was what would happen if Thunderkiss tried to get involved. That situation would turn ugly instantly.
Then again, could he really be prepared for anything? Highly doubtful. All he can do at this point is try and wing it. Let it play out the way it should. It all starts with his match tonight. Whatever transpires with surely make things interesting.
He reaches out and turns the door knob. The door slowly opens to a well lit locker room. He sets his stuff on the floor and sits down in a chair. He knew what was about to happen. He just had to make sure he was ready for it.
"It's time to go to work again" indeed.
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Post by BK London on Jan 3, 2008 16:59:27 GMT -5
Segment: "TK's got an admirer!" (Credit: TK, B&W & Andrew Starr) It's been a rough-and-steady period for ACW recently, but the injuries of others have given TK the perfect opportunity to rile forwards towards the World Title. And this is where we meet our hero, and the camera opens up to TK walking down the hallway, which sparks a huge pop from the crowd. He smirks to the camera, before turning and opening a door which has a neon sign saying "ENTOURAGE". He walks through the door, noticing that not a single soul of the rest of the group are in the vicinity.Thunderkiss: Dammit, where is everyone? Those crackerjacks had better not left without me!He's about to turn and leave, when he notices a letter addressed to him on the table.Thunderkiss: This better not be a piece of fan mail. I’ve told them countless times to send all of it to Wilcox!This creates a bit of heat, and TK cackles to himself as he opens the letter. He takes the letter out and begins to read it. As he reads, he is taken back a little bit.Hey Thunderkiss,
I'm a big fan of yours. I'm especially a fond admirer of your ring skills and how you manhandle even the toughest members of the roster. And if it doesn't flatter you too much, I must say I have a bit of a fancy to you. It's a shame though that I could never be able to have you, unless you ever fancied taking a trip on the other side of the tracks.....?
Yours Forever, Black & White |
Thunderkiss: ...That's right, good ol' Thunderkiss is actually speechless for the first time ever.Thunderkiss: Other side ... of the tracks?! Ewww. Good God, I hope that doesn’t mean what I think it means.Ahh, easy come, easy go. But TK smirks to himself again.Thunderkiss: Although it's always a bonus to know that Thunderkiss attracts from all corner of the globe, male or female, black or white! I mean, look at me.... can you blame anyone who finds me attractive?! I think not.As he finishes, Andrew Starr walks through the Entourage door, looking at TK.Andrew Starr: Hey man, what's that?TK looks at the letter, then holds it behind him.Thunderkiss: Ahh, fanmail, you know?Andrew Starr: Fan mail? I thought you hated that stuff? ...whatever. Listen, we've been looking for you, we've been in the town, man, just having a celebratory New Year's drink. You game?Thunderkiss: Does Eva Longoria have a tight ass? TK slips the letter into his back pocket, grabbing his jacket and leaving the room with Starr. He ought to perhaps be a bit more concerned about the letter, but TK being TK just takes it on the chin, as any attention from anyone is good news.[FADE]
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Post by BK London on Jan 3, 2008 17:00:11 GMT -5
Match 3: ACW International Championship Jon Taylor vs Rattlesnake (Credit: BK)
Phillip: This match is scheduled for one fall, making his way to the ring weighing in at 257lbs, from Orlando, Florida, "The Vision of Greatness" Rattlesnake!
"Blind" by Silverchair sounds throughout the arena and the crowd gives a huge positive reaction to the six foot eight behemoth who returned a little under a month ago. He doesn't acknowledge the fans ringside, or in the crowd holding up Rattlesnake signs but he knows full well what he plans to accomplish. Rattlesnake hops up on the apron and steps over the top rope inside the ring before stretching - blocking out all other distractions from his current mindstate. He came back to ACW to do one thing, and that one thing is win.
Phillip: And his opponent weighing in at 238lbs, from Louisville, Kentucky, he is the ACW International Champion, "Mr. Wrestling" Jon Taylor!
"Numb" by Linkin Park sounds throughout the arena and the International Champion makes his way to the stage to a huge amount of cheers from the fans. Even though he hasn't been here for a long time, he has managed to garner his own elite fanbase on wrestling boards and in the nosebleed section of ACW shows. He holds his championship high over his head and makes his way to the ring. He hands his belt over to referee Joey Reynolds who hands it to the timekeeper.
As the bell sounds for the match to begin, the two quickly lock up in a collar elbow tie up before Rattlesnake quickly latches on a rear-waistlock. Without wasting anytime, Rattlesnake clubs Jon Taylor in the back of the head with a hefty forearm before stomping away at him. Rattlesnake has no intention on losing this match tonight, and from the start of this match it looks like he's going to hold up to that pledge. Rattlesnake grabs Jon Taylor by his head and places it on the second rope before driving his huge knee into the back of Taylor's neck. Referee Joey Reynolds intiates a five count and Rattlesnake releases at 4, utilizing the count as much as he can. Taylor holds his neck in pain and tries to catch any breath he can but Rattlesnake is all about no wasted motion tonight. He once again picks up the International Champion and tosses him into the corner with ease, and quickly follows up with a hefty clothesline to Taylor. Things aren't looking too good for the International Champion as he has bascially gotten no offense in thus far in this match, and that's just the way Rattlesnake likes it. Taylor staggers out the corner, winded from the last attack and Rattlesnake hoists him over his head with a Gorilla Press. The former International Champion walks around the ring a bit with Taylor nearly 10 feet in the air, but Taylor manages to slip off the hands of RS and land on his feet behind him.
Rattlesnake, a bit shocked from the counter turns around, only to recieve a stiff kick to his hamstring. The former Emperor of the Ring drops down to one knee and Taylor now bounces off the ropes and connects with a dropkick right to the face of Rattlesnake. Taylor wastes no time going for a quick cover, but Rattlesnake gets his shoulder up a bit after one. Taylor quickly rises back to his feet and he awaits Rattlesnake to do the same before delivering a few more kicks to his hamstring. In a desperation effort, Rattlesnake pushes Jon Taylor away and back into the corner to stop his offense. As Taylor's back hits the corner, he howls out in pain, and now Rattlesnake sees his opening. Bad knee and all, Rattlesnake makes a b-line for the International Champion - but Taylor seems to have played the possum part expertly. As Rattlesnake reaches closer towards him, Taylor dropkicks Rattlesnake in the knee and sends him face first into the middle turnbuckle. The crowd goes wild for Taylor, and as Rattlesnake rises up once more - Taylor takes him down with an Enziguri to the back of his head. Rattlesnake drops down to one knee now, and Taylor bounces off the ropes once more. Rather than recieve another dropkick, Rattlesnake grabs the neck of Taylor as he comes off the ropes. Looking for possibly a Chokeslam, he throws the arm of the International Champion over his own - and hoists him in the air. As Taylor reaches his peak altitude, he grabs the head of Rattlesnake and swings his body around before planting him with a Tornado DDT.
The crowd goes absolutely wild and Taylor makes another cover, but Rattlesnake kicks out once again. This is becoming extremely frustrating on the International Champion's part, but he manages to maintain his composure for the moment. Taylor looks to pick up Rattlesnake, but Rattlesnake out of nowhere scoops up the champion on his shoulders. After thrashing around a bit, trying to avoid the Snakebite, Taylor once again slips off the shoulders of Rattlesnake and drives him into the mat with a Double Underhook Suplex. The move grounds Rattlesnake for the moment, and this grants Taylor a perfect opportunity to introduce himself to the top rope. As he goes onto the apron, the fans don't know what to expect as they see Taylor as no more than a Technical wrestler. Rattlesnake rises to his feet slowly and just as he reaches firmly on his two feet, Taylor dives off the rope for a Crossbody. Rattlesnake manages to catch Taylor though in the process and throw him up on his shoulders. In one fluid motion, Taylor manuevers himself to sit up on the shoulders of Rattlesnake and rolls forward in a Victory Roll. Reynolds slides on over, and counts the 1,2,3, just seconds before Rattlesnake kicks out.
*The Bell Rings*
Phillip: And the winner of this match, and STILL International Champion, Jon Taylor!
"Numb" by Linkin Park sounds through the PA system as Taylor is launched nearly across the ring from Rattlesnake's powerful kick out. Reynolds makes his way over to Mr. Wrestling and raises his arm in triumph before presenting him with the title and Rattlesnake is absolutely livid. He goes over to Reynolds and the two begin arguing about the final result, but it stands. Taylor is STILL International Champion, and he plans on being that for a long long time.
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Post by BK London on Jan 3, 2008 17:00:44 GMT -5
Segment: Typing Up Loose Ends (Forced) (Credit: Silencio) Just as the life of Silencio is going nowhere but up, it twists in the way that Silencio never wanted. His friend from the orphange, returned to his life. Now, with every other person this'd be a great thing, seeing their long lost friend, but this friend....is different
But I digress, the scene is outside of the ACW Arena at a near watering hole called "Jim's Bar". Inside is Silencio, with a black banada wraped around his forehead, blue jeans and a red no sleeve shirt. He is talking to his friend, as the over seven foot guy is standing right behind him. The bartender walks over to the three./center] Bartender - So, what's it gonna be?Silencio - Sam Adams.Dreadlocks Man - Same as him.Tall Guy - Nothing.Bartender - Okay then.The Bartender walks away Dreadlocks Man - So Adrian, how's it going?Silencio - Shut the fuck up Juan, I'm the one with the questions. First off...Silencio looks up at the tall guy Silencio - ...who the fuck is this guy?Juan - This behemoth of a man is none other than Tiny. I met him in the Bronx when I was trying out for a wrestling fed.Tiny - Yeah, Juan, you never told me about this guy.Juan - Adrian's an old friend.Silencio - Friend!? You use to poke fun of me and hang out with the white kids! And my name isn't Adrian!Tiny - It isn't? Why was he calling you that then?Juan - Hah, yeah, after we watched Rocky II I kept calling him Adrian.Tiny - Oh.Silencio - And why the fuck did you come here?Juan - Easy. To help you.Silencio - HELP!?Juan - Yeah, after watching you get your ass handed to you by Hunter and Jonny Hughes I decided that you needed me and Tiny's assistance.Silencio - Yeah well, I don't NEED your help. Goodbye.Silencio walks away as Juan looks at Silencio with a frustrated look Juan - YOU HAVEN'T SEEN THE LAST OF ME ADRIAN!! ALL YOUR BASE ARE BELONG TO US! AND STOP SPEAKING SPANISH ALL THE TIME, EVERYONE KNOWS YOU DO THAT BECAUSE YOU NEVER WANT TO TALK TO ANYONE!!Fin
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Post by BK London on Jan 3, 2008 17:01:15 GMT -5
Some Issues (Credit: Jake Cheng)
Halfway through the first show of the New Year and...the crowd is impressed. A lot of big matches so far, and there is still a two part main event. Who thought they were lucky enough to get a treat like they are about to receive...
“Second To None” by Styles of Beyond begins to play over the P.A. system, and the ACW crowd wonders just who possibly could have got new entrance music for the new year. They find out soon enough as Jake Cheng makes his way onto the stage, with his previously-introduced bodyguards following closely behind. The Asian Extraordinaire gets into the ring and grabs a microphone, to address the crowd you hasn’t seen him for many a month.
Jake: So ACW, did you miss me?
The crowd gives mixed reactions to the four-time Light Heavyweight Champion. Jake decided that it is in his best interest to block out all the negative responses and keeps going.
Jake: I thought sp. So I came out here, not only to give you your fix of the Best Light Heavyweight Champion of all time, but also to discuss two very important issues. The first one of those issues being BK London.
The crowd can’t help but cheer for the superstar that returned the same night that Jake did. Jake shushes them as much as he can before his momentum is completely killed.
Jake: Yes, yes, I know. But BK London, no matter how much you love him, cannot and will not beat me in this ring tonight. While he was in the hospital healing his leg and relearning how to walk, I was training; my skills were sharpened, mentally and physically. He has merely recovered to his previous self where I have improved. BK, you had a lot of time to think in that hospital bed and I bet I can tell you what, no, who you thought about. Adrian Flamingo. You thought about every last thing you are going to do to him for putting you out of commission for five months. You are filled with rage, rage that is going to corrupt you, my friend. Ex-friend. Whatever. That rage is what is going to bring you down. But to the more important issue: Mr. Andrew Hunter.
This time the reaction is blatantly negative. Various signs around the area are waved, cameramen going crazy trying to find the best one. My favorite happens to be “Hunter I Took Your Title” with “Hunter is A Pussy” coming in close second.”
Jake: Hunter, I really don’t get you. You say two Asian guys took your title and you assume I sent them. Well, while convenient that I do have two Asian guys with me tonight, the three of us were in Hong Kong, training while you were here, probably tripping around the arena and you lost your title and now you can’t find it. What do you have to say Hunter?
Nothing. The arena goes silent, thinking maybe some entrance music will play or a video over the Alphatron.
Jake: That’s right. You are probably not even in the arena. Go on a little scavenger hunt looking for the title? Well, you look all you want, waste your time blaming me. I didn’t take your title. Move on.
The Chinese Phenom hands off the microphone to Lee Yang who throws it over to Philip as the 14K Triad leaves the ring. Well if Jake didn’t do it, then where did Hunter’s title go? Is Jake being set up? Well, since you won’t find out now, I guess your going to have to wait.
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Post by BK London on Jan 3, 2008 17:03:09 GMT -5
Segment: " 1-26-08 - Part 1" Credit: T-Kiss Location: Thunder Mountain, San Fernando, California Date: December 31st, 2007 [Ready to usher in the new year with his girlfriend Joytoy, Thunderkiss prepares himself for a night of indulgence. Barely able to contain his joyful anticipation of things to come, he skips out of the shower and places himself in front of his mirror so that he may groom himself. As Thunderkiss takes his hand and removes the condensation from the mirror in an effort to see his reflection, he makes a startling discovery. There looking back at him is not his image, but an image of a beast most foul. Frightened, he trips over himself as he backs away and ends up crashing onto the floor.] Thunderkiss: I’m going crazy. I’m losing my G’Damned mind! [glow=red,2,300]?: The years have been many since we have last met Aiden, but I see you are as dramatic as ever.[/glow] [The unknown voice rattles his bones right down to the marrow. There is no longer any doubt; someone is in the room with him. His senses are unaltered at the moment and do not lie. Like a frightened child, Thunderkiss cries out.] Thunderkiss: Who are you?[glow=red,2,300]?: You don’t remember me? How sad ...[/glow] [Rising to his feet, TK can’t help but cringe as he looks into the mirror and once again sees the image of a twisted creature from hell staring back at him.] Thunderkiss: I’m afraid your mistaken pal, I’d most definitely remember a mug like yours.[glow=red,2,300]?: Oh how quickly they forget.[/glow] [With one wave of the demon’s hand Thunderkiss’ vision fades to white and is quickly replaced with images from the past ...] JAPAN 59 MONTHS AGO[/center]
Aiden Joseph: I’d give anything to be like that.
[At that very moment, he feels the touch of a woman’s hand placed upon his shoulder. Turning around, his eyes meet those of a beautiful Japanese woman.]
Woman: Anything?
[Aiden’s right eyebrow raises in curiosity.]
Aiden Joseph: Who the hell are you?
Woman: Those close to me call me Rei. You may as well.
[Rei runs her finger down Aiden’s cheek, tempting him with her feminine wiles.]
Rei: Follow.
[He doesn’t question and instead follows as if he was supposed to out of instinct. She leads him down a set of stairs that make way to a desolate storage area located in the bowels of the arena. There Rei comes to a complete stop. As Aiden approaches, he suddenly becomes sick to his stomach. The pain instantly causes him to take a knee and his skin begins to feel as if it burning right off the bone.]
Aiden Joseph: ARGH! What’s a matter with me!
[glow=red,2,300]?: Don’t worry, what you are feeling is normal when a mortal comes in contact with a being from the seventh circle. It shall soon pass.[/glow]
[The tremendous change in Rei’s voices causes his eyes to flash upwards toward her, or rather where she used to be. Rei is no absent and in her place stands something that looks as if it came straight out of a nightmare. Crooked teeth, huge red eyes and lengthy, twisted arms appendages cause Aiden to mutter three simple but very appropriate words.]
Aiden Joseph: Oh my ... God!
[glow=red,2,300]?: Sorry kid, you’re not even close ... heheheheh.[/glow]
Aiden Joseph: What the fuck ARE you?! What did you do with Rei?!
[glow=red,2,300]?: Do with her? My boy, I am Rei! I come in many forms, this being my original and most pure. Let me introduce myself. My name is Jashin, current resident of the seventh circle of hell and also your shadow. I believe I can be of some .... assistance to you.[/glow]
Aiden Joseph: What the hell is wrong with me? It must be the saki!
[glow=red,2,300]Jashin: Why must they always equate hell as being wrong?! *sigh* Anyway, I assure you friend this is no drunken dream trip. I am as real as it gets and tonight I come to you with a most real offer .... [/glow]
[The demon leans in closer, close enough for Aiden to feel its warm breath radiate across his face. The smell alone almost makes him want to vomit but knowing the repercussions of puking on a demon, Aiden holds it in.]
[glow=red,2,300]Jashin: Do you want the spotlight Aiden? Do you want to become king of this industry? Women, money - anything you can possibly want can be yours for the taking if you accept to the terms of my deal. You are a most powerful man Aiden, one of the most powerful mortals I’ve ever latched onto to. [/glow]
Aiden Joseph: Latched?
[glow=red,2,300]Jashin: That’s right, you and I have been one for quite sometime Aiden. Every time you feel that sick, orgasmic feeling at the sight of a travesty that you’ve caused, that’s us. The swelling you heart endures when you see others suffer, that’s us. Your undeniable quest and thirst for power and fame is not yours alone Aiden - it’s OURS. I’ve been with you the moment your heart open itself up to the necessary principals of rage and temptation. Now as I said Aiden, you *ARE* powerful, but with your agreement, I can give you my strength as well. Together, there will be nothing that can stop us - [/glow]
Aiden Joseph *interrupting*: You keep speaking about an offer creature! Tell me of it ...
[glow=red,2,300]Jashin: All I want ... [/glow]
[The creature’s large tongue whips around its mouth in a 360 motion for a moment before it finishes its’ sentence.]
[glow=red,2,300]Jashin: Is your SOUL.[/glow]
[Aiden looks at the creature and suddenly begins to smirk. Within a few seconds that smirk gives way to laughter, a reaction that surprises the demon.]
[glow=red,2,300]Jashin: What?[/glow]
Aiden Joseph: Listen Jashoo or whatever the hell it is you call yourself. I realize right now I am talking to something inhuman as crazy as that sounds. Regardless, I don’t believe in any of that stuff, therefore I don’t believe in you.
[Wishing to remove himself from this situation Aiden turns and begins to walk away, a move that insults the beast.]
[glow=red,2,300]Jashin: You atheists amuse me to no ends. The look on your faces when you realize you screwed up when you reached the other side is priceless. Consider this is your lucky day Aiden, for today I open your eyes...[/glow]
[Jashin waves his hands in the air and immediately Aiden’s current reality is replaced with another.]
Aiden: The fuck?!
[glow=red,2,300]Jashin: ...and expose you to the truth that awaits you all.[/glow]
[Surrounding him a moment ago was the concrete walls of the arena. They have now been replaced with an actual ring and Aiden stands just outside of it. On all sides of him reside fans who are all standing and cheering for an unknown individual who is standing in the middle of the ring. Concealed within heavy smoke, it is difficult to identify him though the fans seem to have no problems doing so. They all reach out to him as if he was their king and they were his servants. As each second passes the smoke becomes less and less thick and soon Aiden is able to make out the man’s features. As he does, Aiden almost drops to his knees in disbelief for he is looking at a mirror image of ..... himself - as Thunderkiss.]
[glow=red,2,300]Jashin: So Aiden, what do you say? [/glow]
Aiden: Y-YES.
PRESENT TIME
[The visions of yesteryear give way to those of the present and Jashin returns TK back to the current plain of his existence.]
[glow=red,2,300]Jashin: And here we are ... at the dawn of your 30th birthday. In just a few more weeks the deal will be concluded -[/glow]
[Jashin extends his right appendage into TK’s face. His hand opens up revealing a perfect ball of hellfire that rolls off his finger tips into the Thunderman’s face where it sears off the tips of his handlebar mustache.]
[glow=red,2,300]Jashin: - and your soul will belong to me. I hope you didn’t forget that part of our agreement my boy! Hehahaha! [/glow]
Thunderkiss: My God, I remember now. I remember it all!
[glow=red,2,300]Jashin: About damn time. My patience has been wearing out with you Thunderkiss. It was bad enough you would become gravely ill whenever I decided to make my presence known to you, but to bury my existence in your subconscious, for shame! [/glow]
[As these memories return to the forefront of TK’s mind, so does the realization that his time here on Earth is almost up. Now in a panic, TK begins to plea with the demon.]
Thunderkiss: No - NO! I am NOT READY YET!
[glow=red,2,300]Jashin: I don’t believe I asked. [/glow]
Thunderkiss: No! Dammit, NO! Listen - maybe we can cut another deal?
[glow=red,2,300]Jashin: What could you possibly offer me?[/glow]
[TO BE CONTINUED]
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Post by BK London on Jan 3, 2008 17:03:53 GMT -5
Segment: The Heim Boogie: Truth Edition. (Credit: 'Vincent Heim') Though the night is yet to truly settle and present the explosive action to be expected of Alpha Championship Wrestlings first event of the new year, many are already unsettled. The faceless masses in attendance are almost like hyperactive children who have indulged in far too much sugar as their doesn't appear to be a true, noticeable moment of silence. Eager cries and pleas for the show to continue on and explode into something else completely unexpected and intense, following their short intermission, are soon answered as the acclaimed Alphatron begins to light up. Is it a match? Is it a concert series presented by Thundergy? Is it Jonny Spade and Gooey Garth shopping for a gift? Perhaps some sort of special gift for BK London? Like a fruit cake? No...on this evening..it was simply a pre-recorded video message!
As silence suddenly fell upon the over anxious in the audience, numbers and inaudible voices seemed to splay and explode upon the Alphatron. At first one may assume that whatever happened to be playing was simply malfunctioning, or that multiple videos were incidentally occurring at the same time, but it appears that neither is the case as the video continues on in this fashion for a few more moments. After awhile, whispers and confused complaints of the video seemed to arouse themselves as a few began to even jeer and boo such a thing, clearly impatient for something of actual interest to occur, before everything seems to freeze on screen..and particular numbers are suddenly focused on, consecutively;
6. 19. 24. 9. 19. 2. 1. 3. 11.
After that, everything seems to go blank once more...before a picture slowly makes it's appearance on the screen now...
The picture remains displayed, as the voice that was constantly whispering a few moments earlier suddenly re-emerges, in audible fashion.??: Greetings, ACW...This is Vincent Heim. Various points and objects of the picture are zoomed in on, as a particularly ugly face of an overweight balding man appears in the corner, before being shaded over immediately as children are heard screaming and sobbing in the arena.Heim: Rude. Anyway, I have commandeered this time in order to tell you that I have finally discovered the identity of the individual in the pictures I recieved...Most of you may be aware of the pictures I've been receiving and passing on to the common man through my website. This is one of them. Their are some in the crowd who cheer in this regard, though most are silent..seeing that ACW's smark crowd is small this particular evening.Heim: Initially many replied to these pictures with disbelief and anger at me, seeing that I was making claims to have inside sources without providing any literal proof. However, upon both of them appearing on ACW's official website late last night, many have began to believe me. He seems to smirk just a bit as specific points of the picture are quickly pointed out, before focus returns to the ugly man.Heim: Notice that Waldo isn't their...but who is? The picture on the Alphatron slowly begins to fade away now, as the face in the corner of the screen begins to notably spin and bounce around the entire screen. This doesn't necessarily make any sense, but seems to amuse Vincent quite a bit as he laughs hysterically all the while. After a few more moments of general confusion, the picture makes it's return to the corner of the screen and seems to begin whistling silently.Heim: Has...the second picture shown up on the screen yet? Oh...I have to do that? Ok....I just press this button? Yeah? Alright then. After a few more awkward moments, the second cryptic picture began to appear on the screen;
This one seems to get more of a reaction as a few in attendance begin to throw garbage in the direction of the screen, for one reason or another. As the group is quickly removed from the arena, one must wonder what so many Pond Lovers were doing in one place...?Heim: I then discovered this second picture after a few days. This one seemed to send more of a political message then it did as one that could assist me discover the meaning of these...messages...Though, with time, I eventually discovered the connection. The true purpose. As had the other picture, specific areas and portions of this one are highlighted and pointed out for those in attendance, though nothing really damning that made sense.Heim: It's so simple, when you think about it. Someone is coming back that has been missing and hidden, as is shown through the Where's Waldo picture...and someone has been watching us intently, given the other photo. But who? Both pictures seem to appear on the screen consecutively for a moment as they both zoom in on a very specific area, that seems to make out a face of some sort..alothugh quite blurry and discolored. After a moment, everything disappears from sight once again.Heim: I'm not at liberty to say... ACW only paid me to come here and present the evidence. You still have time to discover the truth for yourself before it's revealed, but can you? He seems to laugh to himself for a moment, before his face begins to fade from the screen and Vincent begins to look around frantically.Heim: Hey, wait a second!! You promised I could tell my mom I finally made something of myself! Hey! Mom! Look, I'm on that wrestling show you said was only for -- But before he could finish his rant, his face and the video itself had already faded from the screen...appearing to be over. As those in attendance began to discuss what they'd seen and heard, many questions must arise and draw suspicion. Why would such a video air at such a time? Why would ACW bring in such a fat, slob of a man to present the facts? Who is coming back? Why am I asking so many --
But wait, it seems the video isn't QUITE over, as the same numbers that had appeared earlier suddenly appear once again on the screen in a flash, though this time along with an additional message;
6. 19. 24. 9. 19. 2. 1. 3. 11.
[glow=red,2,300]It's just math....You've got one more hour to discover the truth, CAN YOU?![/glow]
Well...? Can you?
Fade to black.
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Post by BK London on Jan 3, 2008 17:05:23 GMT -5
Segment: The Evolution of a Rival (Credit: BK/Jake)
There they were, the two gold, glistening statuettes that Jake Cheng won at the ACW Awards Ceremony at the end of 2007 stood right before him, and he couldn't be any prouder.
There weren't a lot of things that Jake was "the best" at. In his earlier years, he wasn't the best writer - in fact, most found his grammar atrocious. As he went on towards high school, he took up the sport tennis - but after losing for his team in the statewide finals, he quickly realized he wasn't the best in that either.
But these two awards, these two awards solidified that he was the best.
"Best Light Heavyweight Champion": It was the award that Jake knew he had in the bag come award time. For nearly 5 months, 150 consecutive days, Jake stepped up to the challenge when any defense came his way - and he suceeded. For the second time, he became the longest reigning ACW Light Heavyweight Champion in ACW history and broke his own record for the most Light Heavyweight Championship reigns. He knew that when 2007 was over, he was arguably the best Light Heavyweight Champion to step in ACW.
"Best Feud": What a hellacious feud it was. His feud with BK London will definitely go down as not only one of the best feud in ACW history, but one of the - if not, the - defining time periods in Jake's ACW career. They battled in a 2/3 Falls Match, I Quit Match, and Last Man Standing Match, and when it was all said and over each time the fans were on their feet applauding the encounter between the two. They would face each other tonight, and with both of them having grown spiritually and in-ring wise, it was sure to be one hell of a contest.
Jake continued to stare at his two awards. Wing Yin and Lee Yang were out for a few moments to get some refreshments before the main event tonight. He expected to have them walk in the room, and possibly even comment on his obsession with his newfound prizes, but instead got an unexpected visitor.
Without even knocking, he hears the sound of the door being nearly kicked down as crowd favorite BK London entered the room.
Jake jumped back a bit, being taken by surprise but once he catches a full look at who enters the room he calms down a bit. He even takes one step forward and meets his former tag team partner face to face.
Jake: Well this is a nifty little reunion, eh?
BK: Oh there'll be much more of a reunion in the ring tonight, but until then, I'm looking for Adrian Flamingo. Have you seen him?
Jake: ...Adrian Flamingo? What do I look like? His keeper?
BK: LISTEN, just answer the question, alright?!
Jake: Fine fine fine. I think I saw him just 15 minutes ago, I know I saw Mickey strolling around with someone with curly blonde hair -
Those are just the traits that Adrian Flamingo possess, BK had watched him on ACW television for months and couldn't forget those curly blonde locks. They were the final thing BK noticed as he looked up on the mat before Flamingo came crashing down on his ankle.
BK: That's him. Now, where did you see him?
Jake: I believe they were around Ginger's office. Didn't you get more than enough of Flamingo at Winter's Discontent?
BK: More than enough? Oh, you don't know the half of it. I have YET to extract my revenge on that curly haired son of a bitch. He has yet to begin to feel what punishment I can dish out. I'm going to finish what I started - and I'm going to finish what I started, TONIGHT!
BK gets ready to storm out the locker room the same way he came in when he feels the firm grip of a hand on his bicep. He slowly turns his head around and stares at Jake Cheng who is on the other side of that arm. Jake releases his grip and BK turns around on his own accord before initiating another staredown.
Jake: - Listen! The last two times we met, the result has been in your favor. But tonight, I debut a new Jake Cheng. I'm faster, stronger, and better than I have ever been - and I'm not going to allow myself to be pinned in that ring or succumb to one of your submissions. So tonight, I don't want to be just be an after thought, Something you're not worried about, a low priority on your long long list, because I'd hate to have to defeat you when you're not on the top of your game. I'm no longer your sidekick, no longer a "BK Lite" if you will, I am Jake Cheng "The Quadrinity", "The Asian Extraordinaire", "The Chinese Phenom". Got it?
It all begins to sink in for BK. Jake is absolutely serious this time. It's a side that BK hasn't seen from Jake in all the years he has known him. He can feel Jake's "aura", one of pugnacity, persistance, determination, and it's certainly different from anything he has felt int he past from his former partner. As BK stares into Jake's cold blue eyes - he sees someone who looks to prove the world wrong and make an impact. It's a feeling that BK...admires.
BK nods approvingly before exiting the room, blowing past Wing and Lee as they re-enter the locker room.
Wing: Boss, is everything arright?
Jake: Everything's fine. Just fine.
Fade Out.
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Post by BK London on Jan 3, 2008 17:05:53 GMT -5
Segment: “One Bitten Twice Shy” Credit: T-Kiss [Fixated upon his television, Thunderkiss has not moved away from it for hours. Playing on the screen is the Winter’s Discontent match up of Rattlesnake Vs. TK. Now on his 10th time watching it, he continues to scan every second of the footage with his remaining eye to figure out what went wrong. He was in the drivers seat for the majority of the match, and then - poof - Rattlesnake somehow gets his hand raised in victory. In is mind there must be a reason for the outcome in this 17 minutes worth of footage and he is hellbent on finding it.] Thunderkiss: If it wasn’t for Rattlesnake, I would have gone perfect in that match. It would have been my most stunning and glorious triumph ever! [Hit hits pause at the moment where he climbed the ropes, straddled Snake and launched ten punches upon him. With a pen he jots down a few notes on a piece of paper that is almost completely filled. Once his thought has been recorded, he tosses the pen and paper aside and continues the match.] Thunderkiss: Who asked this guy to return anyway! Right now the weak are being weeded out of ACW, thanks in part to me. Having Rattlesnake return is counter productive! I need to find a way to drive him away again. [Once again Thunderkiss hits pause. This time it is at the very moment he missed with the shoulder block and Snake countered with the Snakebite for the win. TK realizes that this gave Snake the opportunity for the win, but still cant comprehend how a simple mistake opened him up long enough for Snake to slap his finisher on. Knowing his endurance and how the rest of the night went, there is no other explanation for this other than he underestimated Snake’s speed. How could a man return faster than what he left? That is a very good question and one that most certainly needs answering.] Thunderkiss: And I think I know *JUST* the thing.[Thunderkiss rises up front the couch and hits eject on the DVD player. Out comes Winter’s Discontent ‘07 and its quickly replaced with a highlight tape. The screen soon flashes several interviews given by various ACW superstars over the past year. TK hits skip on the remote until he finds just the one he was looking for ...] Rattlesnake: I can't believe this. I just can't.
Cobra: What's so hard to believe? I was right...wasn't I? They have abandoned you.
Rattlesnake: No! They haven't! They wouldn't abandon me. I help Senator lead the Senatorial Stable. Thunderkiss: Rattlesnake is a moron who would never listen to my words of wisdom. But COBRA... oh yes, my friend Cobra should likely be more than happy to lend me his ear.[At this moment TK hears a knock at his door which preludes the entrance of Andrew Starr. Looking concerned Starr gives TK a nudge on his back to divert his attention from the TV set to himself.] Andrew Starr: Hey champ, don’t tell me you’re still watching the Rattlesnake match! Don’t you think its time to pull yourself away from the TV for a second? I mean, you only have one good eye, don’t wear it out - you have a match tonight! Thunderkiss: I refuse to think he won by a fluke. There must have been something I could have done different!Andrew Starr: Well look at it this way Teeks, you get to take some of this frustration out on Freeman tonight. You know that’s always good for something.Thunderkiss: Thanks Andy. Until your words of wisdom I almost forgot about my little buddy Jason Freeman. Why obsess with this went I can crunch my bones into the side of his face! Andrew Starr: Now that’s the spirit! Go out there and get them! Thunderkiss: Alright![TK leaps up off his couch and leaves his dressing room ready to release some very pent up frustration onto Jason Freeman. Batten down the hatches and pull the kids inside folks, the STREET FIGHT main event is NEXT!] [FADE]
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Post by BK London on Jan 3, 2008 17:06:48 GMT -5
Main Event Part 1: Unsanctioned Street Fight Jason Freeman vs Thunderkiss
Phillip: The following contest is a Street Fight! That means that anything goes, however, the pinfall itself must occur inside of the ring! Entering the ring first, at a weight of 363 pounds...from San Fernando, California, THUNDERKISS!
"God of Thunder" by Kiss hits the speakers, as Thunderkiss walks out to the ring. It is obvious that tonight is going to give a mixed reaction to both men, because half of the arena cheers, and the other half boos. Thunderkiss doesn't look too worried about his match tonight, having of course defeated Freeman at Winter's Discontent, but nevertheless he appears ready.
Phillip: And his opponent...he weighs in at 230 pounds, and is from Long Island, New York...Jason Freeman!
"Ugly" by The Exies hits, and half of the fans cheer at Freeman, who earlier in the night cut a spirited promo about how he was going to take out Thunderkiss tonight, and from the look on his face he's ready. His face is a mix of fury and determination, and he rushes to the ring as quickly as possible, and slights under the bottom rope!
As soon as the bell rings, Freeman charges forward, much to the surprise of Thunderkiss, and instantly begins to nail him in the head with heavy punches, trying to make good on his promise to finally defeat Thunderkiss tonight! Thunderkiss wasn’t expecting such a quick assault, and is momentarily stunned, as Freeman pounds into him, strike after strike after strike, glaring at TK as he does so…and TK is backed up against the ropes, before shoving Freeman backwards. Freeman almost stumbles, and Thunderkiss takes advantage of this momentary opening by looking to hit a heavy clothesline, but Freeman regained his balance a second before TK began to go towards him, and so Freeman is able to jump, and bounce off the ropes himself. As TK turns around, he finds himself victim to a leg lariat, as Freeman comes shooting forward and jumps, and hits its mark perfect, and TK goes backwards and hits the ground…
Freeman gets to his feet, and raises his arm to the air, and about a third of the fans cheer, a third of the fans boo, and another third of the fans begins to shout for weapons! Freeman however, is not ready to bring weapon use into this yet, wanting to try to win without them…though if all else fails, Freeman is ready to bring the match stipulation into use. Thunderkiss of course is back on his feet by now, and he goes to punch Freeman, but Freeman once again ducks out, and begins furiously going back on the offensive with some more punches yet again…Thunderkiss finds himself in the corner, and before he can even move, Freeman is nailing him shot after shot in the face, to the point that Thunderkiss almost sinks down to a sitting position, as Freeman continues to hit him. The ref tries to get Freeman to stop, but Freeman is letting everything out right now, and with no rules to restrict him, there is nothing the referee can do. Finally, when Thunderkiss seems sufficiently stunned, Freeman backs himself into the opposite corner, and charges forward, looking to collide with Thunderkiss. Unfortunately, Freeman’s offense is so charged by anger and determination, that when Thunderkiss moves out of the way, Freeman is unable to stop, and he finds himself colliding chest first with the turnbuckle. In his momentum, he almost doesn’t feel the pain for a second, but as he turns around, and feels a swinging punch from Thunderkiss right to the face, he almost flips over backwards, and lands on the mat, now stopped.
McNally Well, in the early going of this match, Freeman surely managed to surprise Thunderkiss! Edison: Yeah, but what’s the difference if he can’t land anymore shots in! Thunderkiss just knocked him flat! McNally: Sure, but there’s no way Freeman in his current mindset, is going to allow himself to be controlled in this match for too long
Thunderkiss grabs his face angrily, and showing his endurance, is able to continue and go right to the offense, but it is obvious that he was in fact, a bit hurt. Of course, at this point, pain can only serve to make him angry, and now it’s Freeman’s turn to fall victim to a brutal assault. Stomp after stomp to the fallen Freeman lands it’s mark, and Freeman out of instinct grabs the ropes, but he knows and TK knows this is useless, and the fury of the offense keeps Freeman from getting to a vertical base. Every time Freeman attempts to get onto his knees, a well placed stomp to the head, knocks him right back down, to the point that some of the fans even cringe. Satisfied that he has punished Freeman for his offensive burst in the match’s opening, he begins to lift him up, and holds him against the rope for a second, while shouting something inaudible. He then irish whips Freeman to the opposite side of the ring, and as Freeman returns he attempts to clothesline him. Luckily, Freeman sees this coming, and is able to duck behind Thunderkiss and stop his running…he attempts to capitalize, though he is still a bit groggy from the stomps, and before he can do a move, Thunderkiss has turned around. Knowing that a heavy shot is coming next, Freeman strikes first hitting a dropkick. It doesn’t knock TK down, though it definitely stuns him. Freeman shakes his head for a second, knowing that he needs to strike now…and quickly.
Knowing that he is faster than Thunderkiss, he begins quickly kicking Thunderkiss in the ribs, and although normally this would give TK an opening, the kicks come fiercely, and Thunderkiss was already stunned, so he begins to bend over…Freeman calculates how long he has before his offense would be of no effect and TK would counterattack, and he decides he doesn’t have too much time…so two more kicks serve to lower TK down further, and now Freeman strikes. He jumps into the air, and on the way back down, wraps his arm around TK’s neck, using his momentum to nail the big man with a DDT. Thunderkiss hits the ground, and instantly rolls over to his side, trying to get up…Freeman quickly rolls under the bottom rope and gets on the apron! Thunderkiss doesn’t know where Freeman is right now, or he might have gotten up faster, but as he gets on his hands and knees, about to go to his feet, Freeman springboards off of the top rope, and nails a stomp to the head of TK, instantly putting him back down. Freeman rolls over for a second, and then goes over to TK, quickly rolling him over, and going for the pin….1……2…….and TK kicks out with such ferocity that Freeman goes flying across the ring!
Edison: Thunderkiss is starting to look angry…Freeman’s in trouble! McNally: Yeah! Freeman’s quick offense was certainly effective, but I wonder if in the end, it is going to do him more harm than good.
Thunderkiss is indeed very angry…and as Freeman gets to his feet, so does Thunderkiss. Freeman, once again rushes in, but the third times the charm…this time Thunderkiss is ready for him. As Freeman runs, Thunderkiss ducks down and grabs Freeman around the waist, before lifting him up into a bearhug, and shaking him around furiously! Freeman attempts to escape the hold, but Thunderkiss’s arms are stronger in his anger, and he merely tightens his grip, and continues swinging Freeman back and forth, until Freeman’s struggling stops, and he begins to weaken! Thunderkiss rams Freeman’s back into one of the turnbuckle’s, and then walks him back to the middle of the ring, squeezing, obviously hoping to knock him unconscious.
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Post by BK London on Jan 3, 2008 17:08:16 GMT -5
Thunderkiss’s fans in the audience cheer, as it seems that Freeman might not be able to break the hold…as early into the match as it is. No matter how fired up you are, a bearhug from Thunderkiss hurts always, and Freeman’s face is a grimace of pain. Once more, Thunderkiss rams Freeman into the turnbuckle, but then…all of a sudden, Freeman begins to start struggling again. Thunderkiss had momentarily relaxed his grip, and for a second his arms loosen, and he attempts to make up for his short blunder, by swinging Freeman around again, but all of a sudden, Freeman begins to punch Thunderkiss in the head, and at each shot, TK’s grip weakens…Three shots later, it seems that Freeman is about to break the hold, as some fans begin to cheer, but Thunderkiss isn’t stupid, and he knows he can’t hold Freeman for long, so rather than give Freeman the advantage, he quickly leans backwards and tosses Freeman backwards over his head, causing Freeman to flip onto his back, to a loud Thud.
McNally: Well, I’ve got to hand it to Thunderkiss, that was a smart move…another few seconds and Freeman would have been free…no pun intended. Edison: Well, Freeman may just have bitten off more than he can chew, because he’s never defeated Thunderkiss before, and who knows why he thinks that this time should be any different? McNally: Well, let’s not forget that this IS a street fight…whether or not weapons have been involved yet…and who knows who will get the advantage when they are inevitably brought in?
During this…Thunderkiss has been walking around the ring, posing, obviously very proud of his decision to knock Freeman back to the mat, and Freeman has been lying on his back. Thunderkiss turns his attention to Freeman now, and he lifts him to his feet…only to grab him, and side slam him back down again…he gets up, knowing that he is in control now...and he decides to go for a pinfall, even though he doesn’t think he’ll have the win…1….2….and Freeman predictably kicks out. Thunderkiss is obviously just playing with him now though, feeling no lapse in confidence. He decides, once again to lift Freeman off of the ground, and he lets him lean against the ropes, as he now flexes his immense muscles to the crowd, and as he turns around, the weak Freeman nails him with a brain chop…Thunderkiss doesn’t get hurt much by the move, and he looks confused, obviously wondering why Freeman would attack him so when Freeman was obviously in pain…and Thunderkiss decides to crush his defiance with a punch, but Freeman’s reasoning becomes obvious to Thunderkiss too late…as soon as he throws his fist, Freeman ducks behind him, and Thunderkiss knows a rollup is about to come. Unfortunately for him, as soon as he realizes this, he tries to stop his momentum, and this temporarily throws him off balance, and inadvertently causes him to fall victim to a schoolboy rollup from Freeman! 1…..2…..and Thunderkiss quickly kicks out again, with a lot of ferocity. Freeman backs himself into a corner, and Thunderkiss stands up and the two men stare each other down.
Freeman is slumped forward a little bit, after taking some of Thunderkiss’s powerful offense, but he straightens himself up after a couple of seconds, and stands facing Thunderkiss. TK himself, was a bit stunned by the pin he was just subjected to, and he stands too. Freeman’s eyes show determination, which Thunderkiss finds annoying…and he decides to crush it. As Freeman goes forward, Thunderkiss looks to throw the Box Office Smash at him, but Freeman manages to avoid the shot, and he hits Thunderkiss with a knee facebuster! He then tries to follow it up with a swinging neckbreaker, but Thunderkiss turns himself around while Freeman swings, and looks for a full nelson slam! He lifts Freeman into the air, but Freeman turns in the hold, and shoots his legs, out, kicking Thunderkiss right in the face! Thunderkiss backs up into the corner, and Freeman gets to his feet, charging forward for the Outta Control! He hits the double knee to the ribs, but as soon as he goes into the handstand on the top rope, Thunderkiss reaches his arms up, and bats Freeman’s arms off…grabbing Freeman as Freeman falls down, and slamming him almost onto his neck with a vicious powerbomb, causing the whole crowd to go “ooooh”, and holding the position for a pin! 1 . . . 2 . . . NO! Freeman kicks out barely! Thunderkiss is shocked, as Freeman just took a nasty fall, and TK was sure he would be able to end it already…he doesn’t get angry that the match isn’t over…however he does get determined to punish Freeman as much as possible…and looking at Freeman on the ground clutching his neck, Thunderkiss decides that it is time to take the stipulation and bring it to good use…and TK goes outside of the ring for a second, and begins to look under the apron.
Edison: Uhoh, here we go! This match is just about to get even better! McNally:You say better, but I’m pretty sure that this is going to be worse…I can’t believe Freeman kicked out of that, but it seems that he’s about to pay for it. Edison:Thunderkiss is about to put him in his place!
Most of the fans cheer, some so Thunderkiss can beat up Freeman, and some because the first weapon has been introduced, as TK pulls out a steel chair! “I’m going to make this crackerjack bleed!” Thunderkiss yells out. For obvious reasons, he still has not forgiven Freeman for his betrayal, and the little traitor would now be shown some respect. Thunderkiss rolls into the ring, and takes a few practice shots, hitting the mat with his chair…as Freeman, still clutching his neck, grabs the ropes to help him get up! 3, 2, 1, and GO time, as Thunderkiss charges forward, and swings the chair!......Only to get nothing but air! Freeman forward rolls behind Thunderkiss, and manages to scramble to his feet, and as Thunderkiss turns, Freeman strikes, charging at full speed, leaping into the air, and CRACK, he nails a running jump bicycle kick, right into the chair, which goes right into TK’s head, and sends TK to the mat.
Now it’s ironic, because even though it was TK saying that he was going to make Freeman bleed, it appears to be the other way around, as a trickle of blood appears on Thunderkiss’s forehead, and begins to drip down. The fans go into a frenzy, as they didn’t see this move coming at all, and Freeman clutches his neck once again, as he sits on the mat, a bit tired. It is obvious however, that the damage is done..despite how tired it made the deliverer. Freeman slowly raises his arms to the sky, even from his sitting position, and half of the fans erupt, and Freeman can’t help but smile, as he goes over to the fallen Thunderkiss and attempts a pin….1…..2…..KICK OUT! Freeman rolls to the side, and shakes his head, and takes a second to attempt to get to his feet, as TK rolls to his side, the blood more clearly gathering on his forehead now.
Edison: WOW! Did you see THAT? McNally: Yes, that was an amazing counter by Freeman, and maybe he can get the match back in his favor! Edison: And it looks like Freeman has busted TK open! McNally: I think you’re right! Edison: Well, then Freeman BETTER make sure the match stays in his favor.
It is obvious that he plans to do just this, as Freeman finally manages to get up, and he grabs the steel chair that Thunderkiss brought into the ring. As Thunderkiss begins to get to his feet, Freeman grabs the chair, and smashes it over the back of TK’s head, sending him back down again….Thunderkiss starts to stand again, but this time Freeman smashes it into his face, and walks away for a second, as TK lands once again on the ground…unable to stand momentarily…Freeman raises the chair once more, as he waits for another attempt at standing for Thunderkiss. Eventually that comes, as Thunderkiss gets on his knees, and Freeman swings the chair downwards….only to stop as Thunderkiss’s hand shoots up and clenches him around the throat! Freeman, surprised, stops his swing, as Thunderkiss, with blood pouring down his face, glares up at him! Thunderkiss’s muscles shake, as he pushes Freeman backwards with all his might, while grabbing the chair! Freeman goes back against the ropes, and the momentum shoots him forward, right into a BRUTAL chairshot in the head! And this time it’s Freeman’s turn to go down…
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Post by BK London on Jan 3, 2008 17:08:58 GMT -5
Thunderkiss gets up, and grabs his face, looking down at his hand and seeing the blood, instantly getting furious…but he is not the only one busted open. The last shot, brings a huge cut to Freeman’s head, and now Freeman also has blood pouring down his forehead, so now both men are bleeding. Thunderkiss looks ready to punish Freeman with the chair, but first he decides that he is going to go outside of the ring and get some more weapons, with which Freeman shall be punished. He takes out a table, and he nods to himself and slides it into the ring…a kendo stick comes out, but this weapon is too small for Thunderkiss, as he shouts something about it being a "toothpick." He puts it off to the side…at last he takes out a trash can, and lifts it up…about to climb back into the ring, but he stops for a second, as Freeman rolls out of the ring, and grabbing the apron, begins to walk towards Thunderkiss on the outside. TK is a bit surprised thinking he had knocked Freeman out.
Edison: Wow, Freeman’s gotten up…and it looks like he’s heading for TK. McNally:But it looks like he’s still feeling the effects of the chair shot…
Indeed he is…as Freeman seems noticeably stunned. He walks, but he seems to be a little disoriented, which is definitely something that can happen when you run full force into a steel chair. Determination, however, causes him to walk, and Thunderkiss laughs to himself at the patheticness at Freeman walking to his slaughter. Freeman approaches, and Thunderkiss merely waits…Freeman attempts to run forward, and he throws a punch, but Thunderkiss is easily able to dodge it, and he swings the trash can that he was holding, so that it strikes a heavy blow on Freeman’s head, sending him quickly stumbling backwards, and he trips over the kendo stick that was discarded to the floor, sending Freeman tripping backwards against the guard rail, and the kendo stick rolled to a stop.
Freeman leaned against the guard rail, once again stunned, as he slammed into it pretty quickly…and Thunderkiss looks at his easy target. This one will be the killing blow…he holds his trash can in his two hands, and he waits for Freeman to start to stand a little, backing up, ready to charge. Eventually Freeman gets to one knee, and calculating that he will be standing by the time TK arrives, TK begins to run forward, holding his trash can back, obviously ready to slam it into Freeman’s head. Unfortunately for TK, Freeman has grabbed the kendo stick that TK did not use, and as TK runs forward, Freeman gets out and swings the kendo stick like a BAT into TK’s stomach! TK instantly drops the trash can in pain, and stands up…and the kendo stick that TK thought was too small for his use, obviously is good enough for Freeman, because Freeman takes one quick swing, and BRINGS THE KENDO STICK RIGHT DOWN ON TOP OF THUNDERKISS’S HEAD! The kendo stick instantly SHATTERS on impact, and Thunderkiss, looks like he’s going to fall…but instead he ends up leaning forward on the steel pole that makes up the turnbuckle.
If he had not leaned on the pole, he probably would have been on the ground right now, but maybe that would have been a better alternative…for as Thunderkiss, not knocked out, but very stunned, leaned on the pole, Freeman knew it was his time to shine. He slowly went over and got the trash can that was used against him before, and he puts it over Thunderkiss’s head…and in TK’s current state he is unable to do anything about this…Freeman slowly gets onto the apron, still a bit out of it, and rolls into the ring…and stands up…and it is now that the fans realize what he has in mind, and the half of the arena cheering Freeman begins to erupt, as Freeman slowly but surely climbs up the turnbuckle…the moment to end TK may be now…and Freeman slowly feels the pain leaving him, and he is able to climb to the top rope. All grogginess gone by the adrenaline…he stands perched ready to fly…and he stands up once and raises his arms to the air, to a deafening ovation, before leaping off of the turnbuckle to the outside of the ring, his back facing Thunderkiss…and *WHAM!* HE MULE KICKS THE TRASHCAN OVER TK’S HEAD INTO THE TURNBUCKLE completing the Freeflight! The fans go crazy, as Freeman lands in a forward roll, and jumps to his feet, though his graceful move ends with him almost stumbling into the front row of fans…They pat him on the back, and he shakes some hair out of his face, to reveal the spread of the blood from before.
Edison: GOD! Did you see how fast his legs moved as he kicked that thing? Thunderkiss’s ears have gotta be ringing now! McNally: Yes, they must be! But if this doesn’t work, do you think Freeman has enough left in him to finish him off?
Despite the blood on Freeman’s face, the fans are in for a sight when Freeman takes the very dented garbage can off of TK’s. The blood is now covering him, obviously having spread a bit more from the kick, and from the look on his face, he is out. Seemingly knocked out on his feet, he luckily (for Freeman at least) is already leaning on the apron instead of falling to the ground. It takes all the energy Freeman can muster, but he manages SOMEHOW to push Thunderkiss back into the ring, and roll him over so that he is on his back. Slowly Freeman goes on top for the pin… 1 . . . 2 . . . . AND THUNDERKISS KICKS OUT! Half of the fans cheer, as Freeman looks shocked, sure that his latest offense would have taken him out. Thunderkiss is apparently more resilient than even Freeman thought he would be…and he knows that this thing needs more weapons! Freeman goes outside of the ring, and tosses in a couple various weapons, and among them is the VERY bent up trash can from before. By the time Freeman is back to his feet, to his surprise, Thunderkiss is beginning to stand…and Freeman quickly grabs one of the weapons that he brought into the ring…a barbed wire 2x4! But before he can use it, TK is on one knee, and he looks furious! He knows that he almost just lost the match, and he isn’t going to let it happen again! His muscles shake, and Freeman knows he’s in trouble, but there is nothing he can do! Freeman tries to slow down TK with a few punches, knowing it to be his only option, but his blows predictably have no effect…
McNally: Looks like TK is thundering up! Edison: After what he’s gone through, how can he have the strength to do this now?
Freeman continues to try to punch TK, but it is to no use…TK stays on one knee, and begins to shake his arms before pointing at Freeman and shouting “YOOOOUUUU!” as the Kiss Army goes crazy and shouts it with him! Freeman goes for a punch but it is caught! WHAM! Thunderkiss punches him back in the face. Thunderkiss gets to his feet, and he punches Freeman over and over again, as Freeman backs into the ropes, and then a huge Box Office Smash sends Freeman to the ground! Freeman is lifted up, and Thunderkiss instantly plants him back down with a fall forward scoop slam! Thunderkiss stands above Freeman, ready to plant his elbow onto him…but all of a sudden, he stops…he has a better idea. He backs up and grabs the barbed wire 2x4 that Freeman was about to use against him! Freeman gets to his feet, and Thunderkiss rams the barbed wire into Freeman’s head, instantly sending Freeman back to the ground…and then Thunderkiss reaches down, and grabs Freeman’s head, before putting the barbed wire 2x4 under his neck, and putting his head back down.
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Post by BK London on Jan 3, 2008 17:09:51 GMT -5
Freeman’s neck now rests on the barbed wire, as he lays on his back stunned…and Thunderkiss instantly begins to flex, rallying his fans…before pointing down at Freeman. A lot of people know what’s coming, but they don’t believe he’s actually going to do it. Thunderkiss slowly backs up into the ropes, as Freeman’s fans pray for him to move…but he isn’t…and Thunderkiss then bounces off the ropes, and jumps into the air! Many of the more squeamish fans look away…as Thunderkiss completes the Fall From Glory leg drop onto Freeman…driving his neck into the barbed wire!
Edison: DAAAAAAAANGEROUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUS! He just…he just…he just leg dropped him with his neck on the barbed wire! McNally: The weight of Thunderkiss pushing on his head, must have really dug Freeman into it! It’s almost sickening just looking at it!
It indeed is almost sickening…as Thunderkiss gets off of Freeman, Freeman rolls over in pain, and the barbed wire is momentarily stuck to the back of his neck…however Thunderkiss kicks the 2x4 away, and it comes out of Freeman’s neck…as blood begins to pour stream out, and down his neck…the fans look a little bit disgusted, but Thunderkiss looks elated…as he drops down for the cover, confident that he may have gotten a win here… 1 . . . 2 . . . KICK OUT BY FREEMAN! The fans seem shocked , as it seemed that there would be no way that he would kick out…but Freeman needs a victory here, and although he is in great pain, he manages to get his shoulder up…Thunderkiss is furious! On a lesser day that might have been it…but today, Freeman seems to be on his best…and Thunderkiss knows further punishment is neccecary…he sees the garbage can on the ground, bent up already…and decides that he will use the weapon that almost knocked him out to finish Freeman off. He places it on the ground, and begins to lift up Freeman, and since Freeman shows no signs of moving…he attempts to lift him up for the Heaven’s Door! He is prepared to slam him right onto the trash can, when suddenly…Freeman manages to slip off of TK’s shoulders, Freeman actually attempts an attack! A few punches actually hit Thunderkiss in the face out of nowhere, and he goes to clothesline Freeman back to the ground, but Freeman hooks his arm around Thunderkiss, and goes to sweep the leg, possibly looking to go for some variation on his Glory Driver, although TK’s immense size would prevent a full head drive…but TK gives a shout of rage, and grabs Freeman, and LIFTS him up into the air by the waist…before putting his hand on Freeman’s chest, and SPINEBUSTERING him down to the ground as hard as he can, so Freeman CRASHES onto the trash can!
The fans give a resounding “oooh” at the impact, as the trash can that was already bent before, is now completely demolished…Thunderkiss throws the trash can under the bottom rope, and looks at his opponent. Freeman is gasping for air, and is definitely not a good sight to look at. The blood is now completely covering his face, and the back of his neck as well is completely covered. Thunderkiss is bleeding around the same amount, if not a little bit less…and it is obvious that both of the two men can’t go much longer. Freeman seems to be out however, and Thunderkiss once again drops down for the pin, hoping to have killed him with that last shot…and the referee begins his count… 1 . . . 2 . . . AND FREEMAN KICKS OUT ONCE AGAIN! And Thunderkiss goes irate, while half of the fans begin to cheer! Thunderkiss shakes the ropes in anger, obviously feeling that Freeman is now being too much of a nuisance for his own good. It should be OVER now. Thunderkiss looks around the ring, what is there for him to use? There’s still a steel chair from before, and various other weapons…but what catches his eye first, is the huge wooden table that was brought in much earlier in the match and has yet to be used…what a better way to end Freeman, than to send him crashing through it? Thunderkiss takes a while to set up the table, and eventually he finally finishes, turning back to the bloody Freeman.
McNally: How is Freeman still managing to kick out of all of this? It’s obvious that he was serious when he said that he was going to try his hardest to finally defeat Thunderkiss. Edison: I’ve got the feeling that whatever Thunderkiss has in mind with that table is going to finally end him, though. McNally: Yes, but win or lose here tonight, nobody can say that Freeman hasn’t given it his all…and he’s certainly impressed me
Thunderkiss is obviously not as impressed, as he pats the newly set up table, and slowly walks over to Freeman. Even though the recent blunt of offense has been on Freeman, Thunderkiss is still feeling the effects of some of the earlier moves, and blood loss has definitely got him a little weak. It seems that out of the two however, Freeman’s got the most blood on his face. The mat itself is red from the two men’s battle so far, but it seems to be coming to a close. Thunderkiss lifts Freeman off the ground, and drags him over to the table, before rolling him onto it, and lying him down, so he lies facing upwards, with his back on the table, and his face looking as if he is in no position to be moving for quite a while.
Thunderkiss looks at Freeman on the table, and he begins to do something sort of unusual for him…he backs up towards the turnbuckle, and climbs up one rope…then the second…and he remains on the second rope, facing Freeman. He shouts out something to Freeman, which is most likely not a friendly sentence, and as his fans rally out behind him, he jumps off of the turnbuckle with a splash to crush Freeman…unfortunately for TK though, Freeman has enough presence of mind to know that it’s now or never…and before TK touches him, he rolls off of the table, and TK splashes into it, and he himself crashes through the table with nobody home! The fans who are rallying for Freeman go wild…as Thunderkiss goes still, and rolls over onto his back. Freeman sits up, looking dazed still…and he looks left and right. His face is a mask of blood…, and a lot of his hair is hanging down over his eyes, also bloodstained…but as he hears his fans begin to cheer he knows what he has to do!
Freeman looks to his side, and spies one object…a chair…the very same chair that was the first weapon used in this match…it is bloodstained from both his AND Thunderkiss’s blood, but he takes it into his hand anyways, and he begins to crawl towards the turnbuckle, as his fans egg him on…he grabs the ropes, and he uses them to help him to stand…During all of this, TK, is still lying on his back in the debris from the table…and slowly, Freeman ascends the turnbuckle once again…one rope at a time, until he makes it to the top…he has to pause for a second, as he feels dizzy, and nearly falls…but he regains his balance, and he squats down on the ropes…still holding his chair…his fans continue to cheer, and the cheers that he haven’t heard in around a year are what finally gives him the strength to stand. He grabs the chair and he holds it under his arm…and takes a deep breath…before LEAPING through the air, and holding his arm out with the chair under it, to land on top of Thunderkiss with a PICTURE-PERFECT ELBOW DROP! SMASHING THE STEEL CHAIR RIGHT INTO THUNDERKISS’S BLOODY FACE! The jump landed perfectly, and as soon as Freeman feels the smash…he knows…he just knows that he’s knocked out TK! All he has to do is pin…he’s finally done it…he knows it…it’s his time to shine…
Edison: I don’t believe it…but…I THINK HE MIGHT HAVE JUST DONE IT! McNally: That was surely a sickening impact when the chair hit…and I think that that plus smashing through the table, might JUST be enough to finish up Thunderkiss! Edison: Has Freeman finally accomplished what he’s failed to accomplish since he first faced Thunderkiss last year?!! McNally: All he has to do is pin! Edison: …Wait a minute…who the hell is that??!!!
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Post by BK London on Jan 3, 2008 17:10:35 GMT -5
Who the hell is that indeed? As Freeman begins to try to get one arm over the bloody and motionless Thunderkiss…the fans instantly go silent, in confusion. Had Freeman not been so concentrated on just getting his pin, he might have noticed this strange reaction…for as Freeman tries to get the strength to move just enough to pin…a man enters the ring…one never previously seen before…a relatively tall man, with straight black hair, wearing a dark robe…as Freeman just rolls over onto Thunderkiss, he is suddenly pulled straight off of him and lifted up! This man quickly grabs him and PLANTS the bloodied and battered Freeman into the ground with a package piledriver…to boos from the fans, before rolling Thunderkiss onto the now unconscious Freeman!
McNally: Oh come on, we were having a great match here, and this man just comes out and assaults Freeman right when he was about to possibly get a win! Edison: This is ridiculous! McNally: I’m not taking sides in this match…but I hope Freeman kicks out after this…after all he’s gone through, he can’t have it stolen from him like this!
And the referee has no choice but to count, as this man rolls out of the ring, with a smile on his face…Thunderkiss is knocked out just as Freeman is…and the two bloody men are not moving…the referee counts down for the pin…and most of the fans hope that the match that had been entertaining them would not end so cheaply… 1 . . . 2 . . . . . . . . . 3!........
Phillip: Here is your winner…Thunderkiss!
The bell rings…and the man rolls back into the ring…as the fans begin to boo. Freeman is knocked out, but surely if he could think right now, he’d be furious! The fans have to give a standing ovation however to the resilience shown by both men…and their anger is directed more at the man than Thunderkiss himself. Thunderkiss’s reaction to the whole thing is unknown at the moment, as he is barely standing himself. Blood runs down his chest, having spread from his head…and on the ground, the back of Freeman’s neck leaves a lot of blood wherever he rolls. This new person, whoever he is, begins to assist Thunderkiss out of the ring…and the two men leave…as Freeman lies in the ring…medics come to help him out of the ring, as he seems to be in no shape to stand…but win or loss, he definitely proved something to many people tonight.
Fade Out.
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