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Post by BK London on Jan 3, 2008 17:11:28 GMT -5
Segment: If the UFO Hotline Limits You to One Call a Day…(Credit: Flamingo/BK)
As the scene returns from commercial, the cameras open up to the backstage area to BK London storming the hallways. Doors are jerked open, interns and crew members are shoved haphazardly aside, BK London is a man on a mission. The crowd is still coming in loud over the shot and they’re roaring in appreciation and anticipation as the former champ seems to have made a full, healthy recovery.
Maxwell McNally: Ladies and gentlemen, during the break word broke out that Adrian and Mickey Flamingo had entered the building and this was the news BK London had been waiting for all night.
“Fast” Eddie Edison: It’s Flamingo Hunting Season here in ACW and I’m sure everyone in attendance and at home are loving it!
Maxwell McNally: Can you blame them, Eddie? Adrian Flamingo practically made his career off of taking BK London out of action and ever since then he has been a thorn in the side of every ACW superstar he’s encountered. I’ve never seen a man purposely go out of his way to find out what his opponent despises and incorporate that into his moveset.
“Fast” Eddie Edison: The scary thing is that Adrian is so good at it that he’s pulled off the win in most of these types of encounters. However, I don’t think any kind of character study will prepare him for the wrath of one of ACW’s greatest superstars, BK London!
BK ignored the cameras but would glare back at them every couple of feet as if to dare them to step in front of him. Finally, BK heard a very recognizable laugh and a small grin flashed on his face long enough to be replaced by a scowl. BK, in almost an instance, darted off in the direction of cackle and gave the ACW camera crew their first big work-out of the year in the process.
“Fast” Eddie Edison: And the chase is on!
It seemed that their destination was a wooden door at the end of a hallway, but BK London didn’t waste time bothering to knock on it. Instead, BK took the more impractical approach by kicking the door open to the shock of the room’s occupants. BK London found a Flamingo alright… just not the one he was looking for. Mickey Flamingo stood defiantly in front of the fuming BK London in nothing but a towel and a matching grimace. The young girls who joined him in the room were a little more on the shocked side as they covered themselves with towels and ran off, noticeably one with curly blonde locks like Flamingo, it was all slowly coming together but now before he could think too much about it he realized Mickey was really mad.
Mickey Flamingo: Now look here, boy…
BK: - Save the talk Father time, I didn't come here for you. I came here to deal with Adrian. So, before I kick the lips off your face, tell me where he is - RIGHT NOW!
Mickey smirked at BK and shook his head.
Mickey Flamingo: I don’t got to tell yew nuthin. Ya know, as far as I’m concerned, yew got some talkin’ to do, boy. Yew put yer hands on the Miraculous One last month at Winter’s Discuntent and now yew are stormin’ in MY dressin’ room demanding answers to questions that are frankly none of yer bizness. Now, if yew don’t want to get on the wrong side of Mickey Flamingo, yew got some apologizin’ to be doin’ RIGHT NOW!
At this moment, Mickey is now completely in the face of BK London - poking him repeatedly in the chest after every sentence. Finally, after Mickey finished speaking, BK didn't waste any time and cold cocked the Miraculous One - knocking him flat on his back. The wiley old coot holds his jaw in a bit of pain when BK bends down and gives Flamingo a few more words.
BK: When you see Adrian, you give him that message for me. Also, while you're at it, tell him that I WILL find him. And when I do find him, I'm going to snap every one of his limbs in two.
BK rises back up and exits Mickey's locker room, heading towards his match in a few minutes leaving the final moments of the segment with a shot of Mickey embarrassed and enraged.
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Post by BK London on Jan 3, 2008 17:12:21 GMT -5
Segment: Of My Loss (Credit: Hunter)
As the scene fades in, the fans find themselves in what can only be described as a "new" location: they are inside a taxi cab, which can be discerned by the strange looking driver and the identification pasted beside him. The cameraman is in the back seat to the left, while Hunter is in the back seat to the right, directly behind the driver. He looks at the picture in his hands and then out the window, going back and forth every few moments. The car is driving around the only nearby lake, and Hunter can only assume it is the proper one. He looks for any and all distinguishing marks, but given the picture is rather barren, it proves difficult. But then something catches his eye; it is a sort of bright flash, and his reaction is instant.
Hunter: Stop.
The cab screeches to a halt, and Hunter exits it and looks around. He nods happily and throws some money at the driver.
Hunter: Keep the change.
The driver quickly speeds off before Hunter can change his mind, and after looking around for a few moments, the champion begins to head down the slight hill. He passes a few trees, and then eventually reaches the shore, standing atop a dock just a few feet above the water. And then his eyes widen.
Hunter: ...oh fuck no...
He runs off, and the camera reveals that he is running towards his car, which is just a few feet away...leaning off the dock, half of it already consumed by the water. He looks it over, but does not touch anything, figuring it's not worth the risk. He walks over to the side and looks at the top of the car and sees a similar looking envelope with the same word written on it:
Hunter
He peels the envelope off and slides another picture out; it looks exactly the same, except that this time the World Title is literally out of the picture. Below that is another simple message:
It's Not That Easy
Hunter crumbles up the paper and tosses it into the water, and then hopelessly looks into the lake, as if hoping to see his World Title laying inside it. But alas, he has no such luck.
Hunter: SON OF A---
He kicks the car out of anger, but realizes a second too late that this is not the best of ideas. The car stops leaning and instantly plunges into the lake on its back, becoming almost completely submerged. Hunter stares vacantly.
Hunter: ...bitch...
There is a long silence, broken only by the occasionally strong gust. Hunter does not blink, nor does he breathe for a lengthy period of time. Eventually, however, he gives a deep sigh and turns to the cameraman.
Hunter: You wouldn't happen to have a phone on you, would you?
The cameraman reaches into his pocket and tosses Hunter his phone, which the champion catches quickly with one hand. He sighs once again, this time for longer, and this time louder. He simply holds onto the phone for a few more moments and continues to blankly stare at the car, shaking his head slowly. The rage, no doubt, is rising. And then he opens the phone.
Fade Out
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Post by BK London on Jan 3, 2008 17:13:31 GMT -5
Main Event Part 2 BK London vs Jake Cheng (Credit: BK)
Phillip: This is the second main event of the evening, and it's scheduled for one fall..
The fans begin to cheer as they have been waiting for months on end to see BK London back in the ring, and even better he's back in the ring against his rival from 2007 - the fans know that tonight they're in for a treat.
Phillip: ...making his way to the ring from Brooklyn, New York, weighing in at 243lbs, "The Sole Survivor" B-K London!
The lights in the arena flash all different colors as "Hello Brooklyn" by Jay-Z bursts into life and the crowd breaks into a frenzy of cheers for the veteran BK London. Smoke pours out from the stage and coming through the smoke is the man who has been taking ACW by storm for nearly 4 years, comes out from behind the curtain onto the stage. He surveys the crowd, looking left and right while absorbing the huge ovation, especially with his in ring return tonight and begins his way down the ramp towards the ring.
Upon entering the ring, he makes his way over to the corner and ascends to the middle turnbuckle, hitting one of his signature poses. The flashes of the camera from the legion of fans almost illuminate the arena as they manage to capture him for the few seconds he's on the turnbuckle. He then hops down from the turnbuckle and walks towards the center of the ring where he awaits his opponent.
Phillip: And his opponent, making his way to the ring from Hong Kong, China, weighing in at 215lbs, accompanied by Wing Yin and Lee Yang, "The Asian Extraordinaire" Jake Cheng!
“Second To None” by Styles Of Beyond comes to life and out from curtain comes Jake Cheng with both of his 14K Triad members not too far behind him. Jake makes his way into the ring along with Yin and Yang, and stares across the ring at BK London. He knows with this first match back, it's going to be a real test - but he also knows this is BK London's first match back as well.
Both men have been training hard over the course of their departure from ACW television last year, but now that they're back they can finally put what they've learned to the test. Lee and Wing slip out the ring to ringside, and now he turns his attention back to BK London. Referee Raymond Allen Fleming sounds for the bell and the match commences.
Without much delay, the two quickly engage in a collar elbow tie up before BK London quickly latches on a side headlock. He manages to take over the much heavier Jake Cheng in a headlock take down, but Jake manages to free himself by applying a leg scissors around the neck of his opponent. BK manges to release himself from the vice grip of Jake's legs and the pair rise up to their feet at the same time. BK quickly looks to score with a Roundhouse Kick to the temple, but Jake manages to evade it by ducking under the leg of his former tag team partner. In the process, Jake looks to sweep the legs from under BK but BK manages to hop over it and looks to score with a leg drop to the back of Jake's head while he's down on the mat - but Jake quickly moves out of the way. Springing back up to his feet, Jake looks to capitalize but BK rolls on his back and manages to kick Jake away with the sole of his feet. Jake quickly gets back and BK rises back up and the exchange comes to a screeching halt once Jake delivers a huge slap to the face of BK. BK staggers back a bit as the crowd responds with a resounding "Ohhhhhhh", and Jake smiles very confidently. BK pulls his head back up, and rubs his cheek a bit before returning the smile. BK's very impressed with how Jake has managed to go hold for hold with the former World Champion, but he doesn't plan to be out wrestled all match. The two engage in a collar elbow tie up again, with BK formulating another plan.
Quickly BK manages to grab Jake in a rear waistlock, but Jake completes the standing switch and gets BK in a rear waistlock of his own. BK delivers an elbow to the side of Jake's head, breaking the hold before taking him down with a Snapmare. Jake wastes no time getting up, knowing for sure BK will follow up with a stiff kick to the back if he stays down any longer - and now makes a b-line for the Grand Slam Champion. BK delivers a deep arm drag to Jake, getting him back down to the mat. And Jake rises up and receives another. Jake rises up a third time and BK returns the favor just moments earlier in the match, nearly slapping the taste out of the former Light Heavyweight Champion's mouth.
Jake stumbles backwards into the ropes, and BK now smiles as Jake did earlier. Jake pulls himself off the ropes and holds his cheek before walking back to the center of the ring. A brief exchange of words occurs between the two and just like that, the formula behind this match has changed as they throw the wrestling manuevers out the window and engage in a brawl. Jake lands the first blow with right to the jaw of BK, and BK returns the favor with a right of his own. The two continue to exchange lightning quick fists to the delight of the crowd and BK manages to bring a halt to the exchange with a knee to the gut. BK now whips Jake across the ring and into the ropes, before attempting a back body drop but Jake manages to kick BK right in the chest. BK rises up, holding his chest and Jake bounces off the ropes one more time and takes BK down with a clothesline. BK rises up again and receives another clothesline, and he gets up again before receiving another. The former Light Heayweight Champion has BK on the ropes, literally, before whipping him across the ring and taking him down with a forearm to the cranium. BK drops like a sack of potatoes and Jake quickly covers for the first cover in the match.
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Post by BK London on Jan 3, 2008 17:15:27 GMT -5
ONE . . TW-KICK OUT!
Jake doesn't argue with the referee, and now picks up BK before dragging him to the corner to dish out more punishment. Jake now stands up on the middle turnbuckle, and begins to punch the skull of BK while the crowd counts in unison "ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR, FIVE, SIX, SEVEN" - but before he can make it to eight BK grabs the legs of Jake. Stepping a bit forward, he now drops Jake skull first right on the padded turnbuckle and Jake now sinks down into the corner. With Jake down on the bottom turnbuckle, BK wastes no time bouncing off the ropes and delivering a huge kick to the jaw he dubs "The Mouthwash" - a facewash that nearly sends Jake out of the ring. BK pulls Jake to the center of the ring, and now intiates a cover after that brutal kick to the jaw.
ONE . . TWO KICK OUT!
Jake gets his shoulder up right after two, to the surprise of BK and a few of the fans in the audience, but BK doesn't waste any moments and now stomps away at Jake while he's down. He goes to lift up Jake, but Jake fires back at BK's abdomen with a hefty right hand. BK staggers backwards a bit and Jake fires at him with another punch to the abdomen before laying into him with a Flash Kick. BK stumbles around the middle of the ring, out of it after that kick - and now Jake bounces off the ropes and looks to capitalize. As Jake comes off the ropes, BK scoops him up on his shoulders to possibly hit one of his high impact manuevers but Jake finds the nearest rope and holds on for his dear life. BK pulls Jake, attempting to release his grip from the ropes but BK isn't able to get Jake away. The Grand Slam Champion now takes another approach and dumps Jake over the top rope, but the Light Heavyweight manages to pull himself back up onto the apron. BK fires with a right hand at the jaw of Jake, before bouncing off the ropes. BK looks to send Jake flying off the apron, but Jake stops him dead in his tracks with an elbow to the jaw. BK is knocked for a loop a bit, and Jake grabs him and hooks him for a suplex.
Jake manages to get BK up in the air, but BK manages to shift his weight and lands right back in the ring. After a few punches to the ribs and a huge headbutt to the skull, he manages to immobilize Jake for a few moments and within that few moments BK surely capitalizes. BK bounces off the ropes once again and dives over Jake, only to catch him by his legs and slam him back first on the thinly padded mat below with an Inside to Outside Sunset Flip Powerbomb. As Jake's back smacks against the mat, it echoes throughout the arena and a "HO-LY SHIT" chant now emerges. Jake is absolutely out of it, and now BK picks up Jake and tosses him right back into the ring. As Jake rolls in the middle of the ring, RAF checks on the former Light Heavyweight Champion. While this is going on, BK attempts to slide back in the ring put Lee Yang and Wing Yin pulls him back to the outside. BK grabs Wing by his head and decks him to the delight of the crowd, and now decks Lee. Jake, now realizes what's going on, continues to hold the attention of RAF until his men manage to get the advantage. After attempting to fight off the two, Yin manages to hold the legs of BK in place while Yang delivers a stiff superkick right to the jaw. BK is taken out and the two quickly scurry away from the scene of the crime.
Jake, who has managed to recover a bit, gingerly makes his way to the ropes and slips outside of the ring. Still holding his back in pain, he manages to gather up enough strength to pick up the former World Champion and dump him back in the ring before sliding back in the ring himself. And just like that, Jake covers BK London and counts along with the crowd as he can feel the win.
ONE . . TWO . . TH-KICK OUT!
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Post by BK London on Jan 3, 2008 17:15:53 GMT -5
BK gets his shoulder off the mat right before two and Jake can't believe it, he goes right back to work on BK with a few punches to the skull before RAF eventually pulls him off. Jake now calms himself down and picks up BK before tossing him right back to the corner. After a few punches to the skull, he attempts to whip BK across the ring into the opposing turbuckle but BK counters it and sends Jake ricocheting off the paddesd steel. Jake staggers to the center of the ring and BK hoists him up on his shoulders. He turns a bit, playing to the crowd, before throwing Jake high up in the air. The playing ot the crowd proves to be a mistake on BK's part, as Jake manages to land behind the Triple Crown Champion. Without wasting any time, Jake lands a very stiff kick to the hamstring of the Sole Survivor. As BK drops down to the mat, Jake follows up with a very nasty buzzsaw like kick to the back of BK's head. BK drops down face first on the mat, and Jake quickly rolls over his opponent and makes the cover.
ONE . . TWO . . THRE-KICK OUT!
BK once againt manages to kick out and the crowd can't believe it, Yin and Yang can't believe it, and most importantly Jake himself cannot believe it. He looks up over to RAF and tells him that was a three, while RAF ensures him that was a two count. Jake turns his attention back to BK, and looks to pick him up but out of nowhere BK grabs the leg of Jake before applying The Corporate Lock. Jake screams in agonizing pain as he is tortured by the painful submission manuever, and the crowd is loving every minute of this. BK yells for him to tap, but Jake manages to edge closer and closer towards the ropes. Jakes finger tips manage to just graze the ropes before BK pulls him back to the center of the ring and locks in the grapevine. A pop of a bigger magnitude occurs and Jake holds his arm up, as if he's about to tap. Suddenly, Yin jumps on the apron and attempts to enter the ring but RAF stops him and the two engage in a bit of a struggle. Yang manages to climb up on the top rope while RAF is being distracted and drops a huge diving guillotine leg drop on the neck of BK. BK releases the hold as the leg drop connects, and now Jake frees himself and holds his ankle in pain. RAF turns around and sees Yang in the ring and now throws Yin and Yang out from ringside.
The crowd cheers in delight as Yin and Yang are forced to go to the back, and Jake himself even gets into an argument with RAF. RAF pays Jake no mind and exits the ring to make sure Yin and Yang get to the back. Jake is absolutely livid, but once he turns around he's too late to react to the Shades of Michaels that blasts him in the jaw. Jake drops down like a redwood tree and BK collapses right on top of him for the cover. But RAF is unable to make the count as he is continuing to attend to Yin and Yang at ringside. RAF finally takes a look back to the ring, to see BK pinning Jake and he races back down ringside. He slides in the ring, makes sure the shoulders are down and counts.
ONE . . TWO . . THRE-KICK OUT!
Jake gets his shoulder up and the crowd thought it was the end there for a second. Both men aren't exactly quick to return to their feet, but after about 30 seconds both men manage to get up. Jake makes the first move and charges towards BK, only to be tripped and locked once again in the Corporate Lock. Jake howls in pain as BK continues to apply torque, but eventually Jake counters it by rolling forward - launching BK shoulder first into the solid steel turnbuckle. Jake holds his ankle in pain once more, and slowly makes his way to his feet with the help of the ropes and BK pulls himself out of the corner - holding his shoulder. While Jake isn't exactly well versed in submissions, he knows an open opportunity when he sees it and manages to get BK in a Crucifix before manuvering over to the jujigatame, locking in a move he calls the Chop Suey. BK screams in pain, quickly attempting to get to the nearest rope as he knows this move is very excrutiating. BK manages to get his foot on the bottom rope within 10 seconds of the move being put on, and Jake is force to break the hold. BK holds his arm in pain, and Jake now stalks the former World Champion from behind.
Slowly BK begins to get up, and Jake looks to land his Shades of Helms but BK manages to duck under - bad arm and all. BK springs up to his feet and delivers The Revovler - planting Jake's head right into the mat. Without wasting any time, BK pulls Jake closer towards the corner before going onto the apron - still holding his arm - and climbing to the top rope. BK stands perched on the top rope, ready to hit a move that has one him several matches in his time - but before he can even jump off the bell sounds for this match. BK is confused, and the crowd isn't too happy with what's going on as well. Suddenly, we hear the familiar voice of Phillip.
Phillip: Ladies and Gentlemen, the 30 minute time limit for this match has expired and therefore - this match will end in a draw!
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Post by BK London on Jan 3, 2008 17:17:09 GMT -5
"BULL-SHIT!"
"BULL-SHIT!"
"BULL-SHIT!"
The fans have no problem making their voices heard tonight as they can't believe that in the middle of this high octane wrestling contest, just as BK was arguably about to finish off this match, it's immediately brought to an end. They feel as if the rug was just pulled from under them.
BK London and Jake Cheng make their way to the referee and we see the three talking it out, and while the speech is inaudible to the fans at home - you can visibly see by their expressions that they aren't too happy.
"FIVE MORE MINUTES!"
"FIVE MORE MINUTES!"
"FIVE MORE MINUTES!"
The fans are letting their voices be heard, and suddenly "Ginger's Theme" sounds throughout the speakers and the perplexed wrestlers in the ring turn their attention towards the stage where the red-haired man of authority firmly stands.
Ginger: Wait just a second there. You see, tonight is ACW's New Years Bash! And I promised these fans one hell of a main event tonight. Thunderkiss and Freeman delivered earlier in the evening, and I don't want it any different with this match right here. So per request of these fans tonight, this match will continue for FIVE MORE MINUTES!
Probably one of the biggest pops in Ginger's career occurs at this moment, and RAF wastes no time turning towards the timekeeper and signalling for the bell to be rung.
Without even wasting a breath, Jake grabs BK from behind and stacks him up with a school boy, attempting to get a rather quick win.
ONE . . TWO . . THR-KICK OUT!
BK manages to free himself from the quick pin and he returns to his feet simultaneously with Jake before grabbing him in an Inside Cradle.
ONE . . TWO . . THRE-KICK OUT!
With less than five minutes to decide a clear winner, neither man plans to waste much time with the fancy manuevers and they get right to the point. Jake manages to free himself from the pin, but as he gets up he recieves a swift kick in the abdomen by his opponent. BK follows up with a few more punches to the abdomen, getting Jake on the ropes, and he whips him across the ring. Jake bounces off the ropes only to be back body dropped. Jake rises up shortly after and BK hoists him on his shoulders and delivers the Double Knee Gutbuster, the move he has been looking for all night.
Jake bounces off the knees of BK and nearly flies out the ring, but BK grabs him and pulls him back to the center before hooking the leg.
ONE . . TWO . . THR-KICK OUT!
BK can't believe it, he punches the mat in frustration before picking Jake up and sending him towards the corner. BK runs towards him, looking for a clothesline but Jake manages to get his boot up. BK staggers backwards before dropping on one knee while holding his jaw, and Jake storms out the corner and connects with the Shade of Helms (Shining Enziguri). BK drops to the mat and now Jake picks him up and plants him back down to the mat with The Guillotine (Eye of the Hurricane) before covering. He feels as if he has this one in the bag.
ONE . . TWO . . THRE-KICK OUT!
Jake is absolutely taken back that BK managed to kick out and he knows that he doesn't have much time left. He picks up BK, but BK throws Jake's arms aside and starts clobbering him with a flury of right hands. BK kicks Jake in the abdomen and now looks for The Revolver but Jake attempts to counter it into the Fujiwara Armbar - a move possibly learned from Dan White in their feud in the earlier years. BK rolls forward, evading the submission manuever and jumps back to his feet with Jake. Jake looks for a clothesline but BK ducks under it. Both men turn around simultaneously and BK plants Jake into the mat with The Rockbottom - a move possibly learned from RDK in their long long rivarly. BK pulls Jake closer towards the corner and quickly makes his way to the apron before ascending the top rope. It's From Brooklyn to London time, but Jake knows BK's arsenal possibly as well as BK does. Jake uses what strength he has to climb up to his feet and throw his entire body on the ropes. BK loses his balance and drops groin first on the top rope to the dismay of his many fans in attendance tonight.
Jake takes a bit of a breath and now ascends the turnbuckle, and looks for his Mandate from Heaven. He hooks both of BK's arms, but BK manages to fight back - not letting Jake pull off his most devastating manuever in his moveset. The two fight standing high over the ring, and even higher on the outside and they're both a bit groggy. Jake lands a huge right hand on BK which sends him reeling back. BK fires back with a right hands of his own that sends Jake nearly over the top rope. The exchange continues until both men land a huge blow on one another in unison that sends them both dropping from the top turnbuckle to the outside.
Jake falls one way, and BK falls another and the both land on the mat with a loud THUD.
"HO-LY SHIT!"
"HO-LY SHIT!"
"HO-LY SHIT!"
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Post by BK London on Jan 3, 2008 17:17:47 GMT -5
RAF makes his way to the outside and checks on BK and then checks on Jake before throwing up the X. Officials and medics pour out from the back and surround the two as the announcement is made.
Phillip: Ladies and Gentlemen, since neither man is in any condition to continue - this match has been will be ruled a No Contest!
The fans once again aren't happy with the result, but they're more interested in the condition of the two ACW wrestlers. They manage to get Jake up to a vertical base first before helping him towards the ramp. There, Win and Lee walk through the curtain down the ramp to massive heat from the crowd and assist their leader to the back. The three exchange a few words with one another before disappearing behind that big curtain.
Now BK manages to make it up to his feet, but he doesn't appear to be in top condition either. He's stumbling around a bit, but finally maintains his composure and with the help of the referee's he's assisted to the back. As they make their way up the ramp, up on the huge Alphatron we see none other than Adrian Flamingo. BK looks up on the Alphatron and quickly his heart fills with rage and he remembers his main focus for being here tonight. Adrian looks down at BK and claps his hands in “appreciation” of BK London’s performance.
Adrian Flamingo: Well done, BK, after all the hype… all the glitz and the glam… you come back to tie. Now, if that’s not the fighting spirit of a man who has conquered adversity and was back on a mission than I don’t know what isn’t. I gotta say, BK, if only you wrestled as hard as you rampage the locker room looking for me, you would’ve beaten Jake in half the time it took you to tie him. Well, I’m sure you noticed that I’m not in the ACW arena, but can you blame me? I’m still a bit worn out from New Years and, frankly, Gingerdude couldn’t pay me enough to leave my nice, cozy home in Venice Beach to wrestle in front of these ungrateful fans. So, tell you what, BK, how about you take the rest of the week to calm down, do some breathing exercises, and next week you can approach me like a REAL man, alright pal?
BK glared up at the Alphatron and shook his head in disgust as the crowd bellowed out a chant that started with a “p” and ended with “ussy”. Adrian could hear the chants and his eyes flinched in irritation, but he kept his cool demeanor.
Adrian Flamingo: You know, BK, where I’m from we start a new year with a bang…
Adrian winked his left eye and a puzzled BK shoved away the ref and scanned his surroundings. He looked up at the ceiling and around him to make sure he wouldn’t be met with any unpleasant surprises. However, as he turned around Mickey Flamingo darted from out of the black curtain and drilled BK as he turned around with a sloppy football tackle. Now a move so poorly executed by any other untrained superstar could be easily shrugged off by BK London, however the intense match with his former Top Draw partner had left him vulnerable to Mickey Flamingo’s high school nostalgia. The crowds now bellowed in anger as the referee that had previously been holding BK pulled Mickey to his feet and shoved him away as Adrian cracked up on the Alphatron.
Adrian Flamingo: Happy New Year, BK, and I hope you enjoy every waking second of it because it could very well be your last.
OOC: Post Match Credit: Adrian Flamingo
And with that, the feed of the first Meltdown of the year goes out.
Breathtaking Matches…
Fantastic promos… Suspenseful Feuds…
ACW has set the bar for the rest of the year, the question is, will it live up to the hype? Only time will tell..
End S-
Oh wait, one more thing.
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Post by BK London on Jan 3, 2008 17:18:29 GMT -5
OTA Segment: ONCE AGAIN I -- Wait, end of what? (Credit: ?)
Can you believe that night of action!? After such a thrilling return to ACW, one must only assume that this New Year is going to be better then ever! One can only assume that everyone in the building is quite pleased with everything that occurred, and will go on to tell their grand children tales of Thunderkiss posing, or Hunter remaining alive, or perhaps even 'The Silent Assassin' Jin getting a new letter burned into his future! Yes, this was quite the intriguing and interesting night..and no loose ends! What a great deal that i--
6. 19. 24. 9. 19. 2. 1. 3. 11.
Oh, right! Someone is returning! How could we possibly of forgotten about that?! As many in attendance continue to chat with each other as they make their way out of the building, the Alphatron quietly lights up with the numbers that it had earlier on in the evening. There seemed to be no particular music or attention brought to them as they all seemed to appear in unison all of a sudden, beginning to swirl suddenly on the screen. Even if something interesting was about to happen, the show had already gone off the air! In fact, their was only a sparse crowd of individuals left in the building, and most of them were walking out the door as all of this occurred. Only a select few, an A-Team of fans if you will, remained in their seats and watched the Alphatron's message with interest....as a lone Janitor scrubbed the floors of greatness.
After a few more moments, even the A-Team appeared as if they would soon be on their way from the building, as the video seemed of frozen up...only for a faint voice to echo through the near-empty building.
Voice: Have you discovered the truth yet,....TRUE BELIEVERS?!
Yes! Suddenly everything makes sense! The altered Where's Waldo picture...the picture of Mike Gravel's face... It can only realistically be one man! STAN LEE!
Voice: I'm not Stan Lee, by the way...
Lies and slander, it must be Stan Lee!
Voice: Definitely not Stan Lee.
Rats. Anyway, as more then half the small group of remaining fans left upon discovering that the man making his triumphant return to ACW tonight was in fact NOT a man who'd never stepped foot in an ACW ring before, the numbers displayed on the screen slowly alter into letters;
F. S. X. I. S. B. A. C. K. --- FSX is back!
You know...if you really give it some thought, that also makes quite a bit of sense. Who else would be insane enough to believe this was an ingenious way of returning?
Voice: Yes! It is true, I return to you this evening!
With that, the screen falls black...and over 5 of the remaining fans in attendance cry out cheers and celebrate triumphantly as their idol makes his return! After another moment of brief silence, 'Au Revoir' hits the few speakers of the sound system that are still in tact from the Janitor's clearly SLOPPY cleaning, and all of those remaining in the crowd continue their celebration as FSX makes his appearance from the backstage area, quickly running back and forth down the ramp to pose for a screaming crowd...though..beginning to slow down as he notices not many left in attendance.
FSX:...Er...Hello?
He seems to scratch the back of his head just a bit as he strolls down the entrance ramp, eventually rolling on into the ring as he waves a little bit to his..uh...five fans.
FSX: What's going on here, guys..? Where is everybody? I'm not early, am I?
Fan #1: The shows been over for about 20 minutes, actually.
Fan #2: Yeah, we're only here so we can have an orgy in the ring after everyone leaves. So people can..you know...roll around in our waste, and such.
Druid #3: Indeed.
Fallen seems to be a bit stunned, though who knows just what at, as he slumps over a bit in the ring and sighs.
FSX: Yeah..but..this is supposed to be my big return! I mean..I've been working on it for months and everything..
Fan #1: Really? Why show up after Meltdown is over then?
FSX: Well, they told me to finish off the show and just sent me out now! I figured the Main Event was just over, and everyone was still excited and cheering..or..you know..the usual.
Fan #2: Nope. Just a couple of guys waiting to have an orgy in the ring.
Druid #3: Indeed.
Fan #1: Why didn't you just return at Winter Discontent? That probably would of made more sense then the first show of the year..wouldn't it?
There's a brief pause, as Fallen seems to mutter some obscenities and the Janitor is heard laughing in the distance.
FSX: Well...BK and Jake were already returning, and I didn't want to steal their thunder.
Fan #1: What do you mean? Those guys are great!
Fan #2: Yeah...in fact, they probably would of stole your thunder.
FSX: ...Shut up.
Fan #1: Anyway, can you leave now? We kinda want to have our orgy.
Fallen simply stares over at the group of particularly disturbing fans, before rolling out of the ring and shaking his head.
FSX: This is uncool..I was going to have a speech and everything.
Fan #1: Uh huh...uh huh...well, just do it the next time you leave and come back.
Fan #2: Yeah..now go away..we're gonna do stuff to each other.
Druid #3: Indeed
Fan #2: Shut up, Dave.
Druid #3: ...No, YOU shut up!
Fallen continues to shake his head and sulk quite a bit as he continues on his way up the entrance ramp, not bothering to look back to the ring as various fans sneak over the barricade and make their way into it. What do they do? It's likely for the best that you don't know. Trust me..it's not important anyway, the ring is always cleaned and the tarp is always changed.
Anyway, as far as FSX goes he has a look of regret and anger on his face as he returns to the backstage area, quite distraught..and who wouldn't be? If you were to plan something over a long period of time, and just be met by a bunch of Top Draw fans about to have an orgy, how would you feel? Not good, I'd guess! Either way, it seems we've came to a real conclusion to this evening...and FSX is back!
Now if only anyone cared...
End of Show.
OOC: Credit = FSX..and how dare you not care! >.>
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Post by xs3 on Jan 3, 2008 17:20:12 GMT -5
Great show with lots of great writing. I'll make sure to get a segment in for Monday.
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Post by hunter on Jan 3, 2008 17:20:50 GMT -5
*marks out*
Great show, all. More specifics to come later.
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Post by marshall on Jan 3, 2008 17:21:20 GMT -5
Nice show, I liked that a lot of people wrote in segments
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 3, 2008 17:32:39 GMT -5
Wow. A seriously good show to start the year, singling out particular parts is deceptive in a sense as I enjoyed it all a lot. But nevertheless, particular thumbs-up go to Freeman, for one of the best Streetfights I've read in a long, long time, to BK/Flamingo and Hunter/Jake for already investing more tension and intriuge in their feuds than some people manage in months, and to FSX for his unconventional return. Great work, all.
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Post by shikari on Jan 3, 2008 17:39:56 GMT -5
This is the best ACW show I have read, more speccifications to come.
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Post by Dalton on Jan 3, 2008 22:21:55 GMT -5
Awe, Jonny never woke up to send our segment in <_<
Beaker, expect a PM and see if you can put it in before the match >_>
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Post by jonnyomega on Jan 4, 2008 14:24:28 GMT -5
Awe, Jonny never woke up to send our segment in <_< Yeah sorry, I was so annoyed at the cost of private dental care that I neglected to send in the segment.
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