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Post by Latino on Jan 23, 2005 7:19:28 GMT -5
Just pretend the 22 is a 29
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 29, 2005 15:09:24 GMT -5
ACW Proudly Presents: Ragnarok
Saturday 29th January 2005
Schedule of Matches: ----------------------------------------------------
Felix Santana Jr. vs El Froggy Mask
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The “Rookie Monster” Danny Richards vs. Predator
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Divas Heaven vs. Hell Match
”Heaven” team: Eva Naurelle, Carma Langley and Primera Black
”Hell” team: Kiley Johnson, Rena Matheson and Dixie Clemets
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Tag Team Turmoil Match: ACW Tag Team Championship
Hunter & Cage Mestarruus The Predators The Capitalists New Breed (Davey & Oliver) The Italian Mafia G-Unit The Bob and Amo Show Fallensouls & ??
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ACW International Title
Latino vs. TNT - No-DQ Iron Man Match
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Main Event 1st Half: NoA vs New Breed
Bob, Amo, Kross, ?? , ??
vs
Wyvern, Davey Marvel, Oliver Black, Jake Cheng, 004
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Main Event 2nd Half: Pain Incorporated vs Team Ginger
AK, Rose, Yoko, The Macho Man RDK
vs.
Bladeshadow, Jack Fury, BK London, Angelo Giovanni
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 29, 2005 15:14:02 GMT -5
”Enlightenment is man’s emergence from his self – incurred immaturity. Immaturity is the inability to use one’s own understanding without direction from another. This immaturity is self – incurred if its cause is not lack of understanding, but lack of resolve and courage to use it without another’s guidance. Sapere aude! Dare to Know! That is the motto of Enlightenment.”<br> Immanuel Kant
Opening Segment: The New Corporate Alliance (Credit: BK / Ginger)
Some things in life are worth going that extra mile for, and ACW’s fans would certainly agree with this; the arena is filled with excitable chatter in accents from all corners of the states, along with the distinctive tones of others from further afield. The seating is literally blooming with a fresh crop of signs, movingly crafted and now held aloft proudly by their owners as totems to their demi – gods and goddesses.
The cameras start to move, and as the lights dim the opening pyro blasts send the crowd wild; their cheering has to be heard in the flesh to be fully believed. The director takes several sweeping shots of the masses, and then once this ritual is completed, the Titantron is pressed into service for the opening scene.
The scene starts up as a long black limo sweeps into the ACW car park, it comes to a halt and the chauffer steps out. He’s immaculately dressed, almost overdressed for a chauffer but the reason for this soon becomes apparent as the chairman steps out, grinning from ear to ear as he adjusts his jacket, BK London is close behind, world title hung from his shoulder but he looks less than happy.
BK (Addressing the chauffer): How long did that take us then?
Chauffer: I-I don’t know Mr London.
BK: You don’t know? I’ll tell you how long, 18 minutes.
The chauffer gulps but the crowd are none the wiser as to his nervousness.
BK: How long is it supposed to take?
Chauffeur: But we have to allow for traff-
BK (Cutting him off and raising his voice a bit): How long is it supposed to take?
Chauffeur: 15 minutes.
BK: 15 minutes what?
Chauffeur: 15 minutes and 10 seconds?
BK: 15 minutes Mr London!
Chauffeur: Oh yeah, sorry Mr London.
The Chauffeur tries to slink away next to the drivers end of the limo but BK isn’t done with him yet.
BK: The chairman is kind enough to pay you good money to do two things, one is to address us with the correct respect, and two is to drive us from the hotel to the arena in 15 minutes. Now EXPLAIN TO ME WHY HE’S STILL PAYING YOU!?
The Chauffer has his eyes fixed firmly on the floor, 5, 10, 15 seconds pass without so much as a whisper.
BK: C’MON GEORGE, ANSWER ME!
By this time BK is literally screaming right in his face, George has to say something.
George: I eerr-
Ginger (Cutting him off): I’m not still paying him, he’s fired.
George: But, but but Mr Chairman sir, please I have a family to feed!
Ginger (Sarcastically): Oh…..Why didn’t you say, have your job back, in fact I’ll double the salary.
George looks like he is about to burst into tears, Ginger & BK turn around and walk off up the corridor, closely followed by Kevin Anderson, always keen to get an interview.
Kevin: Mr Chairman, can I get your thoughts on the two main events for this evening?
Ginger doesn’t look too happy about having a microphone shoved in his face, he pauses as if deciding how to react to the situation.
Ginger: Well Kevin in the two events the multitude of talent is ridiculous, tonight we are going to see the best of ACW.
Kevin seems to be relieved that he hasn’t had his head bitten off, with this renewed confidence he pushes on further.
Kevin: I was thinking more along the lines of whether you still think it was the best decision to put Jack Fury and Bladeshadow in the same ring Pain Inc?
Ginger stops walking, bringing BK to a stand still as well. He stares at Kevin Anderson, if looks could kill now would be that time.
Ginger: Damn Kevin.
He pauses, just giving Kevin Anderson that sinking feeling that he went one too far.
Ginger: The situation was sure to come to a head.
They start walking again.
Ginger: Making this match just guarantees that it happens in the ring where the situation can be monitored and paramedics are on hand. Oh and of course it makes sure that we get one hell of a main event.
This gets half a cheap pop from the fans, but they’re still reeling from Ginger and BK’s performance with George.
Ginger: That’ll be all for now Kevin, I have business to attend to.
Kevin knows he’s done well and doesn’t want to push his luck again so gives a nod of approval and then continues straight on as Ginger and BK take a turn to the right. They continue up the corridor, towards the end they veer into a room, this certainly isn’t the usual location of Gingers office. The cameraman knows this and tries to dive in after them, hoping to get himself the next big ACW news but all he gets is a face full of door and a gold plated name tag with “Corporate Alliance” engraved on it.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 29, 2005 15:15:13 GMT -5
Segment: The Beginning (Credit JonnyG/Gooey)
JonnyG is seen pacing back and forth inside G-Unit's locker room awaiting for Gooey to show up so they can discuss matters.
Noise: Vrrr....rrrrrrrrrrrr..br.br.br.br.br.rrrrr.......
Jonny: What the hell?
Jonny peeks his head outside the door way to see what the noise is but only sees a thin empty corridor.
Jonny: I'm hearing things....
Jonny is about step back inside until the noise echoes through the halls again, this time much louder.
Noise: VrrrrrrrrRRRRRRRRRRR......br.br.br.br
Gooey: Hey Jonny, The circus is in town!
Jonny looks up and down at Gooey riding a miniature kart while wearing a flowing red scarf and an old pilot’s cap complete with a pair of large goggles snapped on the forehead area. Jonny can't help but smirk at the sight of Gooey's cat come up from beneath dressed in a matching outfit.
Jonny: Uh, Gooey? Where did you get that kart? Also what circus?
Gooey: Well, my car broke down so I figured I'd hitch hike, on the way here I saw a circus and y'know those hilarious little clowns in those hilarious little cars-
Jonny: Gooey did you steal them? Be honest.
Gooey: No, I swear. I just borrowed the-
Jonny puts his finger up to his mouth, and listens to the surroundings. After a couple of seconds he checks the kart.
Jonny: Alright, no sirens or torn clothing anywhere. So, what are you thinking?
Gooey grins and pulls out two cans of spray paint and sprays a thick checkered line across the floor.
Gooey: Put two and two together, yours is around that corner, our first time around the ring will be a checkpoint, second time is the -----
Jonny: Fuck the rules, the race starts now!
Gooey: Alright on the count of 3
Jonny heads around to fetch his kart and Gooey sits inside his stroking his fuzzy kitty waiting for Jonny.
Gooey: Ready…1….2….
A voice is heard off screen.
Voice: Hold on there…….what’s going on here?
The person walks into shot and it turns out to be BK London, who is probably on some kind of errand for Ginger.
Jonny: Well uh we were going to have a race here with these go-karts……would you like to join us?
BK: Well…… I do have time so I guess I could race. I’ll whoop your asses though. Gooey: Alright, get a kart and I will start counting again *ahem* 1…2…<br> BK slips around the corner and discovers a third kart, which he quickly brings around to join the other two. All three are revving their motors….
Gooey: ..1…..BANANA!
BK and Jonny both look over at Gooey angrily.
Gooey: Oops sorry… jeez calm down it was a joke….Ok 1…2….3….GO!
All three drive off quickly dodging obstacles and people. Then Jonny sideswipes BK and Gooey comes up from behind him and pushes him toward the door that leads into the Demon Pit and all that is heard is that of BK shouting as the door swings open while BK is skidding into the room trying to stop. Jonny and Gooey laugh and high five each other as they continue onward, around the next bend…..
Fade out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 29, 2005 15:16:50 GMT -5
Match 1: Felix Santana Jr. vs El Froggy Mask (Credit: BK London)
The crowd is buzzing with anticipation, waiting for the matches tonight to start and they are presented with a nice opener match from the opener crew from Fallout. Both have a luchadore style so this should be a very high flying-fast paced match.
Phillip: This match is scheduled for one fall, coming to the ring from Santa Domingo, Dominican Republic, weighing in at 200 pounds, Felix Santana Jr. !!!
The sounds of Daddy Yankee's "Gasolina" echo throughout the arena and Felix steps through the curtains and through the arena to get a fairly large pop from the crowd. Felix runs down to the ring Spanky style and he slides into the ring almost sliding out the otherside. Felix then goes up to the middle ropes and he salutes all of his fans in the crowd. He jumps down from the middle turnbuckle and now he is ready to face his opponent and friend El Froggy Mask.
Phillip: And the challenger, from backstage in the janitor's closet, ACW's own, El Froggy Mask.
"Green Hornet" blazes through the speakers and the ACW camera quickly cuts to the janitor's closet. A loud thump is heard and out comes El Froggy Mask, ready to do battle; he runs down the hall and up the stairs and as he walks through the curtain he gets a huge pop from the crowd. Froggy then hops down the ramp and up onto the apron, then he hops over the top rope into the ring and he stares at his opponent Felix Santana. The referee signals for the bell and the match commences.
Felix and Froggy stare at each other and then they charge at each other locking up in a collar-elbow-tie up. Felix then grabs Froggy and goes behind and and attempts a German Suplex but Froggy mask lands on his feet. Froggy leaps over Santana and then proceeds to slide between his legs. Santana turns around and Froggy takes him down with a deep arm drag. Santana gets back to his feet and he takes El Froggy Mask down with an armdrag of his own, both superstars get back up and they attempt to armdrag each other at the same time but the land on their backs. Suddenly at the same time both kip up to their feet and they stare down at each other and release the hold on each other. Btoh superstars move back from each other and the crowd applauds their athletic ability.
Felix walks to the center of the ring and El Froggy hops and Felix extends his hand in a handshake and Froggy greets him with the handshake, Felix and Froggy then moves back from each other and they begin walking around in the ring plotting about how to take their opponent down. Felix then gets an idea and he charges toward Froggy and Froggy leaps into the air, as Froggy looks down he has realized that Felix has stopped right infront of him and is awaiting him to hit the ground. As Froggy does he recieves a ruthless European Uppercut by Felix, Froggy reels and Felix whips him into the corner and the velocity of the Irish Whip sends him Froggy ricocheting off the turnbuckle sending him to the ground quickly. Felix runs over to Froggy and he rolls him up in a Mahistral Cradle but Froggy kicks out. Felix gets to his feet and so does Froggy, Felix attempts to kick Froggy in the abdomen but Froggy grabs the leg of Felix and spins Felix around. As Felix returns to normal position he is met with a vicious dropkick by Froggy. The impact of it sends Felix out the ring and to the outside through the middle rope. Froggy hops towards the ropes and then as Felix is getting up he takes out Felix out with a Springboard Crossbody Splash. Felix is out on the outside and Froggy gets up holding his abdomen and he tosses Felix back in the ring. Froggy hops up onto the apron and he runs toward the turnbuckle and hops up onto the top rope. Froggy goes for the Crossbody but Felix dropkicks him in his already hurt abdomen and Froggy wails on the mat in agonizing pain.
Felix staggers to his feet and he signals that the end is near. He picks up Froggy who continues to hold his abdomen and he puts his head between his legs. He then hoists Froggy on his shoulder and rests him on his back and applies a submission hold called the Gory Special, made famous by Gory Guerrero. Froggy is now in torturous pain as Felix applies more and more pressure each time, Froggy feels the pain of a hundred needles stabbing him in his back and he is about to tap but he then refuses to lose by submission. Froggy fights his way out of the move and then counters with a Sunset Flip Pin. The referee slides down to the mat and he counts, one-two-thr---- but Felix kicks out just as his hand was coming down for three. Froggy hops to his feet and Felix rises to his feet, Froggy then hits Felix with a strong forearm to his face, Felix fires back with the same blow, then the two superstars begin to exchange forearms in a forearm frenzy. Felix then knees Froggy in his abdomen, Froggy drops to one knee on the mat and Felix bounces off the ropes and comes charging at Froggy but Froggy jumps at an amazing height sending Felix into the ropes again. This time Froggy scouts Felix and as Felix comes toward him he jumps on his shoulders and rolls him up in a Victory Roll Pin. The referee begins to count but then Felix counters it into a roll up of his own, the referee counts but Froggy kicks out again.
Felix gets up and so does Froggy, Felix runs toward Froggy and hits him with a Body Scissors into an Armdrag. Froggy gets up and Felix kicks him in the stomach and he goes for La Santana Driver (Canadian Destroyer), but Froggy back body drops Felix before he can hit the move. Froggy then hops to the top rope and he waits as Felix is staggering to his feet. The crowd is going nuts as they know the end is near. Felix turns around and El Froggy Mask delivers a beautiful Missle Dropkick to Santana, Felix is out on the mat and Froggy rolls over to Santana and covers him but he kicks out right before three and the crowd is shocked. Froggy gets up and he picks up Santana with him and he sets him up for the DDT but Felix wrenches the arm and he goes for the Northern Lights Suplex but Froggy hoists Santana up in Gory Bomb position and delivers the Barry White Driver to Santana. Santana lays out on the mat and Froggy covers Santana and the referee counts, one, two, three.
Philip: And the winner is....EL FROGGY MASK !!!
Froggy rises to his feet and the referee raises his hand in triumph but Froggy has to hold his lower back, the referee checks on Santana as he is out cold and the show cuts to commercials.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 29, 2005 15:17:52 GMT -5
Segment: Not a good loser (Credit: Yoko)
As the show returns from its break, Felix Santana Jr is heading back to his locker room, with El Froggy Mask close behind since the janitor closet is along the path.
El Froggy Mask: Great honor to combat Santana Third.
Felix keeps walking.
El Froggy Mask: I...sorry for defeat. No hard anger?
Felix stops walking and turns to face El Froggy Mask.
Felix: Tonight was my chance to shine. To win a match on a PPV broadcast nationwide. To make my father and grandfather happy.
El Froggy Mask: Just competition, will be happy just see you compete.
Felix: I should have won! Not you! I was just nervous! If we fought again, you would lose.
El Froggy Mask: Get rematch? Anytime, I face you. But warning, I win. Always.
Felix's expression turns to one of anger. He slaps El Froggy Mask.
Felix: Don't talk down to me! So you won, I don't NEED to beat you. I can make my family proud by beating someone else!
Felix storms away before El Froggy Mask can respond. El Froggy Mask stands there for a moment, shocked, and then continues walking. However, he passes up the closet and continues onward.
End Segment.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 29, 2005 15:18:39 GMT -5
Segment: Home Sweet Fortress (Credit: Rookie Monster)
While the fans are pondering what’s on Froggy’s mind, the arena darkens and the titantron lights up.
Voice: We interrupt this broadcast for a special bulletin by Danny Richards.
The screen begins to fade and go all fuzzy, a line appears in the middle of the screen, and someone else begins to speak, but as they speak the line on the screen begins to move obviously in time with the sound of their voice.
Voice: Predator, your techniques are old and outdated like your career, nobody wants to know about you let alone see you! Whereas I, The Rookie Monster Danny Richards have a history, a technical history to be precise, so let me take you back…..
The screen fades to black, but moments later we are back in a completely empty arena, in the middle there is a satanic structure, a cross between a wrestling ring and a steel cage, it is circular and all around the top are walkways and seats and there are also seats at the bottom of the cage looking into events on the ground, almost like the cage is a pit which people can see into, there is no exits or entrance and in the middle we see a familiar looking man, he is wearing a suit and shades, he smiles and walks towards the camera which is on the outside of the structure.
Danny: You like it Predator? This is where i grew up, The Fortress is what we used to call it, 2 tonnes of steel chain, an unforgiving floor (he stamps on the floor twice but it’s solid as a rock) and a crowd which lusted for blood and pain.
He smiles and walks over to the centre.
Danny: I was locked in here with men from all over the world, men who studied art forms like judo, Karate and jiu-jitsu and you know something i beat each and every one of them, there were no pin falls, or the basic option to tap out, you won when you left your opponent unconscious on the floor. The crowd used to love my matches, they watched in awe as I made grown men struggle and squirm like bitches on heat.
A short video is shown of Danny making numerous men tap out inside the fortress, using bone crunching and lethal maneuvers, one of particular interest is when Danny suplexes a guy and locks in a lethal hold on the guy’s legs which leaves him unconscious on the floor.
We come back to Danny Richards who is now outside the cage and is standing on the walkway above it looking down onto the unforgiving floor down below.
Danny: Predator, please don’t make the assumption that just because I call myself The Rookie Monster, that I am a rookie, I’ve been breaking bones and beating guys for just as long as you…….well, since you have never beaten anyone that’s a poor comparison. As for me being over hyped it’s true because at the PPV you won’t be facing a normal wrestler like the jobbers in the back you normally face, you will be facing Greatness and as for you being talented please, don’t make me laugh. At the PPV , I will show you talent....less punk just what wrestling is all about, oh and Predator I will make it easy for you to see how much longer you have before I shut your mouth permanently….
Danny smiles as the camera focuses on the inside of The Fortress and a timer appears counting down the time to the match.
It’s almost expired…..
Fade to black.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 29, 2005 15:20:06 GMT -5
Segment: A mystery and a psychotic beginning (Credit: FSX and ?)
The camera fades in, and the crowd boos loudly seeing Fallen's wicked smile, but calms somewhat to see what’s going on when the back of a bald head appears on camera.
FSX: This will be a good first test for you tonight… After all, under my wing you can do a lot better than your weak minded idiocy did before. I can make you into a great thing that you obviously couldn't be alone, I always knew that you needed it to be ripped from you.
The man remains silent apparently looking down, FSX seemingly overjoyed by the obedience.
FSX: Under my leadership you can finally unleash the monster within, and forget all about the horrible wrestler you used to be and still are for the time being…<br> FSX laughs a bit when the man begins shaking, the crowd booing loudly feeling for the hopeless victim to listening to Fallen.
FSX: Don’t even think about it...You’re a joke of a superstar, if you want to unleash your anger you can do it tonight against all the hopeless wrestlers in this tag team turmoil tonight..
A “G – unit” chant begins before FSX cuts them off. The man calms down a bit.
FSX: What are you going to do? You’re going to go out there and rip the head off of them! You still need to earn my respect remember, because as far as I can see it your just taking up space until you do.
He laughs and it looks like the man is about to attack Fallen, before storming out of the room. FSX smirks a bit looking into the camera.
FSX: I hope you’re all ready for the experience of a lifetime…the new tag team champions...and the true power of my...new pupil.
The camera fades out, as FSX is seen leaving his locker room laughing..
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 29, 2005 15:20:57 GMT -5
Segment: A surprise arrival
Outside, a camera is covering the back doors to the arena; it’s still bitterly cold, as the rubbed hands and flushed cheeks of crew members attests. The door opens, and a bundled up Chairman Gingerdude comes hurrying out. It appears he’s not a moment too soon; a sleek black car is pulling up. The driver gets out, and opens the door, and Ginger steps over with a wide smile on his face.
Ginger: Sir, it’s a real pleasure to finally meet you in person.
A figure gets out of the car; it’s clearly a sizable man, but he too is wrapped up against the cold, and he has his back to the camera. He shakes hands with Ginger, and then the pair proceed quickly into the building. They pass a couple of technicians, on their way out to the production truck, and one stops dead in his tracks as his brain registers what he’s just seen.
Technician 1: Holy shit! Did you see who that was?
Technician 2: Yeah, must be some new talent.
Technician 1: You mean you didn’t recognize – oh wait, sorry. You’re new here, so I guess you wouldn’t know him.
Technician 2: Why, is it someone special then?
Technician 1: You might say that. His name is –
A sharp blast of wind muffles the sound and makes the technician wrap his arms around himself.
Technician 1: Jesus, it’s freezing! I’ll tell you when we get in the truck.
The technicians scurry off, and the scene fades out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 29, 2005 15:21:54 GMT -5
Segment: Close Encounter (credit: JonnyG/Gooey/Angelo)
The scene opens to Angelo Giovanni walking down the hall preparing for his match when he hears a loud noise behind him.
Angelo: What the?
Angelo turns around and sees Jonny and Gooey in Go-Karts flying down the hall, still deeply engaged in their own private Wacky Races tribute.
Angelo: Oh......shit
Angelo starts running, and doesn't know what to do so he throws his coffee and hits Gooey in the eyes.
Gooey: AHHHH, I'M BLIIIIND!
Gooey starts swerving uncontrollably and hits Jonny causing him to swerve, but JonnyG gets back on track, as Gooeygarth starts spinning, he then wipes his eyes and speeds forward trying to catch up to Jonny.
Angelo (talking real fast): Oh God...what do I do, what do I do?
Jonny is starting to head right towards him, so while running Angelo grabs a cardboard box and throws it over his head, then turns his head back, to see Jonny run it over and continue speeding.
Angelo: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Angelo just starts running sort of sideways, throwing stuff on the ground that’s on the side of him, trash cans, and boxes. In one can Angelo sees a banana peel and grabs it then runs.
Angelo: Hehehehehe……
Jonny dodges all the objects. Angelo then throws the banana peel onto the ground and looks over his shoulder to see Jonny just ride away right on top of it.
Angelo: Oh come on, that game basically lied to me. The banana peel didn't work. Now what? Ah Ha!!!
Angelo starts running to the side a little bit to a table, he flips it in front of Jonny, runs a little bit then stops.
Angelo: Oh man that should stop them…..
Angelo starts walking away breathing heavily as he hears "YEEE HAW" and Gooey busts through the table.
Angelo (girly scream): AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Angelo starts running again until he gets to a wall, and then turns the corner finding Duke standing there.
Duke: Hey Angelo what are you doing?
Angelo (Running by him): RUUUUN!
Duke: Huh?
Duke doesn't understand what Angelo said, as he turns around, to see Gooeygarth, right before he runs Duke over. Duke rolls up the pannelling, then rolls on the top pannelling, before falling off the Go-kart.
This buys Angelo some time but Jonny is still coming…..
Angelo finds some ball bearings and throws the sack onto the ground, scattering them.
Angelo: Hahahaha!
Angelo just stands there waiting for the karts to slip but all of the bearings basically miss the cars.
Angelo: Ahh, no!
Angelo doesn't realize that the bag is caught on his pants and that there is still some left. They start spilling out as he runs. Duke is then shown, starting to run after him, but the ball bearings slide down the hall, he slips and falls onto the ground. Angelo is then shown again as he has a sudden burst of adrenaline and he sprints forward. He quickly turns around and runs towards the Go-Karts. As he gets close enough, he hurdles over Jonny's kart, and the two continue racing, but as Angelo comes down from his hurdle, he slips on the ball bearings that just fell out, and falls back hitting his head on the ground.
Angelo: This SUCKS.
Angelo continues to lie on the floor and the scene fades out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 29, 2005 15:23:01 GMT -5
Match 2: The “Rookie Monster” Danny Richards vs. Predator (Credit: RDK)
The crowd is very anxious for another match to begin, the opening bout was well above average and the audience hopes for the matches to get better and better as the night progresses. The crowd continues to talk amongst themselves until Phillip gets into the ring to announce the next match.
Phillip: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, introducing first, from Blackpool, England...The Rookie Monster!!!
"Lamb Of God" by Marilyn Manson blasts through the arena as lights begin to flash. Rookie steps out down the ramp, he makes haste to the ring. Rookie steps over the ropes and takes Phillip's mic. The crowd begins to boo.
Rookie: Predator, I don't even see why you bother. I am a monster damnit! R is for rookie, but it is also for run, punk! I am the rookie monster and you just have to deal with it! You’re a mere lightweight who cannot get anything done. I suggest you consider leaving the arena-
Stay Together For The Kids hits the arena and Predator actually receives a little handful of cheers aside from the usual heat. Predator steps out of the entranceway and makes his way down the ramp. Wolf comes out from behind and is given some heat, but again there are a few cheers in there as well. Predator and Wolf embrace each other and pat each other on the back before Predator slides into the ring and goes face to face (sort of) with the 6 foot some giant. The crowd is quiet and tense for a bit as Stay Together For The Kids ends. Predator takes Rookie's mic and begins to speak...
Predator: Before this match starts, I have something to say to the most important people here….the fans. I haven't been the most decent person. In my time within ACW, I have really learned a lot, toiling in lower and mid divisions, I realize that the only way to rise above is to make a name for myself and have respect for the skills of myself and others I face in the ring. Being a cocky bastard is not the way to go, not for me. This is the new age of the Predator, you, the crowd, can be the judge of whether or not I deserve your respect. Whether or not you like me, I will strive, everyday, just to make my matches worthwhile for you all. To become a true superstar. To become--
Predator is cut off as Rookie closelines him down viciously to the mat. The crowd boos extremely loudly at this as the bell rings.
Bell Rings
Rookie continues his attack by punching Predator on the ground with lefts and rights. He then picks him up by the head, throwing him into a turnbuckle. A continuous fury of lefts and rights, Predator takes the blows while “oof”ing and “ahh”ing. Rookie then irish whips Predator to the diagonally opposite corner. Predator thinks quick as Rookie charges behind him. Predator is able to grab the ropes and flip up, having his legs in the air while still grabbing the ropes. Rookie charges and slams into the turnbuckle, missing Predator. Predator jumps back down to his feet and dropkicks Rookie down to the mat. Predator then climbs to the same turnbuckle he was at and taunts the crowd with "This is who I am" gestures. He then jumps off the ropes, hitting a never before seen guillotine leg drop successfully on Rookie. It is an unusual move for Predator, perhaps a new move to his arsenal. Rookie grunts viciously as he sits up after being hit. Predator's eyes open wide as Rookie gains full height. Predator backs up to his feet against the ropes as Rookie approaches him. Rookie goes for the RookieLine but Predator dodges and holds down the ropes, sending Rookie over the ropes onto the outside. Predator blows his breath hard as he sees Rookie on the outside ALREADY getting to his feet, with an angry look on his face...Predator looks to the referee as Rookie climbs back in. Rookie goes for another Rookie line, Predator dodges and goes behind Rookie. Predator tries to hit a Simba Slam(Full Nelson Slam) but it is countered by Rookie maneuvering himself behind Predator. It seems Rookie is about to hit Predator's own Simba Slam but as he lifts Predator in the air, Predator lifts his legs and locks them around Rookie's head. He then tries to hit a dragonscrew, which is not powerful enough to bring down Rookie, it merely twists his neck back a little and makes him backstep a few paces.
Predator climbs to his feet. The battle continues as the two lock up for a grapple. Rookie easily overpowers Predator with a strong belly to belly suplex. He then picks Predator up by the head and signals for I’m Better then you (Chokeslam). He grabs Predator's throat with his right hand and looks to the crowd for boos. He then lifts up Predator before delivering the maneuver, smashing Predator by the neck into the mat. Rookie falls onto Predator and hooks the leg. The count of 2.5 is awarded before Predator kicks out with force. Rookie quickly frowns as he sees resilience in Predator. Rookie takes Predator and picks him up with both his hands by his tights. Rookie then nails a black hole slam and goes off the ropes for a leg drop. He covers again: "1-2-leg up by Predator! Rookie cannot believe this. He slams his fists into the mat and takes his fury out on the referee by clocking him out, and the ref collapses into a heap. Rookie then turns around to be uppercutted by Predator. Rookie goes back a bit and then Predator drop toe holds him. Rookie collapses and Predator ceases the moment, although aching from the multiple slams delivered by Rookie, determined to get his sharpshooter submission locked in. Predator is successful in doing so as he, surely enough, locks in the sharpshooter. Rookie is infuriated by this and immediately tries to get out, but he was too sluggish and angry to react to Predator's quick maneuver. Rookie knows the ref is down and there is nothing he can do. Predator strains and strains, Rookie goes red in the face, angry that he is practically doomed. He attempts to crawl to the ropes, but when he reaches them, there is no referee to force Predator to let go. Rookie groans and roars, tapping the mat. There is no referee to see this. Rookie taps and taps. Predator is so happy, but he then realises, like Rookie already had, the referee is out. Predator, knowing this won't win him the match, lets go. He goes over to the referee and tries to wake him. Rookie however, has legs that ache very much, he rolls out of the ring and holds onto them in hopes of easing the pain. Predator is unable to get the referee to gain consciousness. He shakes him and shakes him, but it appears Rookie really did knock him out for good. Predator gives up on trying to wake up the referee and goes back to look over where Rookie went, but when he turns around, he is right in the face with a chair, THWACK! A snuffing of the burning candle if you will. Predator goes down, blood beginning to drip from his face as he horrifyingly looks at the cruel and unforgiving look in Rookie's eyes.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 29, 2005 15:23:53 GMT -5
Rookie smiles devilishly as he goes for another shot with the chair, THWACK! Predator suffers another blow. Wolf has seen all of what has been going on up front, he isn't about to let it go any further! Wolf slides in and takes the chair from Rookie. Rookie's jaw drops as Wolf takes a swing with it, Rookie dodges the hit but barely. Rookie tries to take the chair back from Wolf but Wolf isn’t going to give up the chair without a fight. The two struggle for dominance and ownership of the steel chair. Rookie tugs and tugs, slowly getting the chair from Wolf's grasp. Wolf groans as the Chair is getting away from his grasp. Rookie does one final tug before getting the chair away from Wolf. The crowd's noise level grows huge as Rookie smacks Wolf in the face but good, drawing blood from his visage. However, the crowd noise grows even larger as Predator is seen coming from behind with something hanging from his hands. Rookie looks behinds him and is whipped across the face with a chain. Rookie groans in agony as he drops the chair and grabs his face. Blood trickles from his cheeks, down like a stream of water. He rubs his face as Predator readies his chain. Rookie removes his hands from his face. Predator goes for another whip of the chain onto Rookie's face, but Rookie catches the chain. Predator is amazed by the feet Rookie was able to perform, his eyes widen. Immediately, the two begin to tug at the weapon, Rookie, being stronger, is in control. He swings Predator, who holds onto the chain, into the turnbuckle, hitting his lips on it. Predator's lips bleed profusely and begin to swell. Rookie yanks the chain from Predator and only does so because he sees Wolf trying to get up. He uses the momentum of the chain pulling away from Predator to snap into Wolf's head, Wolf yells out in pain as he bends back over the ropes holding onto his face while hitting the outside barrier. Predator takes the chair and goes to the corner with it to defend himself, Rookie slaps the chair away from Predator in disgust of his somewhat cowardly ways. Predator suddenly feels brave after Rookie does that though, making him realise if he runs, he won't accomplish much. Predator looks at Rookie and looks at the chain. Rookie looks at it and then looks at Predator. He then throws the chain out of the ring as right before a referee comes down the ramp and into the ring, ready to enforce the rules of the match.
The two men circle the ring, bloody faces and determined hearts. Rookie approaches Predator and they grapple up. Predator complies by assuming the grapple with Rookie. Rookie quickly irish whips Predator towards the ropes, Predator rebounds. Rookie goes for the ROOKIE BOOT but Predator ducks the boot and keeps running. He rebounds off the opposite ropes and hits a flying clothesline on his opponent, sending a splash of blood onto the ring mat. Predator covers Rookie for a 2 before he sits up. Rookie grabs Predator by the throat and gets to his feet. Rookie then shouts at the crowd before signaling for Im Better Then You. Predator knows this move could be his end so he knees Rookie with all his might in the stomach, Rookie gasps and lets go of Predator, allowing him to go behind and hit the Simba Slam! Predator then looks to the crowd and they give him a pretty decent pop. Predator taunts Rookie to get up, Rookie rolls to being on all fours. Predator continues to taunt him and play to the crowd. Rookie knows this might be his last chance. He’s the Rookie Monster, he won't let anyone get the win on him, no, he will not be defeated...it is time. Rookie gives an extraordinary roar before kneeling up for a Rookie Line but Predator ducks, Predator turns around and so does Rookie. Rookie goes for a big boot but Predator ducks that too for the second time. Predator goes for another simba slam, Rookie elbows Predator in the face and then kicks him in the gut, positioning his(Predator's) head between his legs. Rookie smiles as he shouts: "R IS FOR ROOKIE BOMB!" and lifts Predator up. It seems that it is all over, Predator put up a good fight, but frankly, Rookie was stronger. All seems lost for Predator as he is lifted up above Rookie's head. Predator though, has one final idea flash into his head. Swiftly, Predator lifts his legs off of Rookie's shoulders and uses his weight to make him go down and bend over, now the position is in a pedigree. Predator smiles as he quickly but perfectly executes the pedigree. Predator rolls over Rookie and is awarded a count higher then 2 and lower then 4...
Phillip: Your winner of this match.........The Predator!!!!!
The crowd is on its feet as Predator rises. He raises his fist in the air and falls on his back. Rookie is just silent, he does not move. The crowd applauds Predator as Wolf comes into the ring and the two get up. Very sore, Wolf takes Predator on his shoulders as they are sent to the back with cheers and Rookie rolls out slowly walking to the back, though the camera deliberately stays away from this in the arena the fans give him a big ovation for his dedicated performance, which makes Rookie feel quite a bit better as he heads to the back. The crowd has indeed seen Predator change, and probably for the best...
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 29, 2005 15:26:28 GMT -5
Segment: Mr Floppy takes a tumble (Credit: Yoko)
The camera cuts to the backstage area. Yoko Satoshi is walking down a corridor, carrying Mr. Floppy in her arms. Quite suddenly, a figure darts by her side, grabbing the bunny doll in the process.
Yoko: HEY!
She immediately realizes it's BK London.
BK London: That wasn't very nice what you did on Warfare, you know.
Yoko: Give him back!
BK London: I don't think I should. You might learn to RESPECT me, the champ.
Yoko: If you don't give him back, you're going to be sorry. He already doesn't like you.
BK turns the bunny to face him and looks at its face.
BK: What's he going to do, stare me to death?
Yoko: Just give him back....Please.
BK looks at Yoko, gives her a quick smile, and throws Mr. Floppy with all of his force at the wall. Mr. Floppy falls to the ground and slumps over.
Yoko: MR. FLOPPY!
She scoops him up and falls to her knees, cradling him in her arms, nearly sobbing.
BK London: What a stupid doll.
He leaves, having lost interest. Yoko continues to cradle Mr. Floppy.
End Segment.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 29, 2005 15:27:03 GMT -5
Segment: The joke’s over (Credit: Yoko)
Elsewhere backstage, a camera is still following El Froggy Mask. He comes upon the door to Ginger's office. He knocks on it and enters. Ginger is on the phone and arguing with some of the ACW crewmembers at the same time.
Ginger: No, no blue pyro. Who uses blue pyro? No, not you, I wasn't talking to you. It's ok isn't it? Yes, send the red flowers. No! No green pyro! Who told you we needed colored pyro for tonight?!
El Froggy Mask: ....Captain Ginger, need words please much.
Ginger: Not now Froggy, I'm really busy tonight. No, I didn't call you Froggy, I'm talking to someone on my payroll.
El Froggy Mask: Felix, feels like shamed family. Blames PPV nervous nerves. Request rematch.
Ginger: No, I'm sorry, no rematch.
El Froggy Mask: Please much, sir. Rematch.
Ginger: Hang on a second, please.
He lays the phone down and turns to the crew members still cluttering his office.
Ginger: Listen, I didn't authorize any colored pyro. Save it for some other time, and get the normal kind. Now please quit pestering me.
The crewmembers exit the room. Ginger looks at Froggy.
Ginger: Now, Froggy. No rematch. You need to go to Biff, he books Fallout. I book the PPVs, Warfare, and Meltdown.
El Froggy Mask: No Fallout, BIG show. For Felix family honor!
Ginger: Look. I'm not putting you on one of my shows. You two have talent, but not the charisma it takes to headline a big show. And you, YOU are a novelty act. A frog man. You cannot compete with the big names. People come to see BK London. They come to see RDK. They come to see the Divas. They do not come to see El Froggy Mask.
(Perversely, a mighty chant of “FROG – GY MASK!” starts up. Ginger, of course, is oblivious to this.)
Ginger: You couldn't do anything to attract the big crowds, just the small crowds who enjoy seeing the weirdos. That's why you're on Fallout. Now please, leave my office.
El Froggy Mask: Captain, shall see! Shall see!
He turns and leaves the office, hopping out purposefully.
End Segment.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 29, 2005 15:28:26 GMT -5
Segment: Keep it Together (Credit: Hunter)
The scene fades in to Hunter and Cage's locker room, where the former Tag Team Champions are sitting on opposite sides of the room. Hunter stares down Cage, and Cage stares down Hunter.
Hunter: Don't fuck up tonight. This is going to be our only chance to get our titles back.
Cage: Why aren't you worried about you fucking up?
Hunter: Because I can actually win a match.
Cage jumps at Hunter and clotheslines him to the ground. He then sits on top of him.
Cage: I am the power of this group. I can kill you in a second. Don't fuck with me!
Cage gets up and goes back to his corner. Hunter gets up and dusts himself off. He then chuckles to himself and goes back to his chair as well.
Fade Out.
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