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Post by Latino on Feb 24, 2005 17:31:07 GMT -5
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 26, 2005 14:56:26 GMT -5
ACW Proudly Presents: Bloody Valentine Saturday 26th February 2005
Schedule of Matches: --------------------------------------------------------------------------
Rena vs. Carma - "Seductive love" lingerie match
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Davey Marvel vs. Jack Fury – Ultimate X
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Jake Cheng vs. Hunter vs. Jenero - Lightweight Title – TXC
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G Unit vs Mestarruus - Tag Titles - Doomsday Match
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Wyvern vs. Predator - Entertainment Title – Falls Count Anywhere Hardcore
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The Senator vs. Ridley
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Bob vs. Yoko Satoshi - 4 Corners of Pain
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International Title #1 contender Battle Royale
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Latino vs. Torak – St Elmo’s Belt Match
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TNT Vs. Winner of International Title #1 contender Battle Royale - International Title
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RDK vs. BK London - ACW World Title Match - First Blood Cage Match
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 26, 2005 14:58:17 GMT -5
Opening Segment- Change of Plans (Credit: BK)
As ACW’s 9th Pay-Per View starts, the camera catches the crowd’s reaction to a huge pyro display; once again the fed has to live up to an insane amount of hype from the fans, but it’s a challenge which everyone relishes. The shot pans around the arena before returning to the ring – it’s empty, but what is immediately noticeable is the extra space which has been created around the main ring for the technicians to work in and assemble the required structures. Other than this things are pretty much as one would expect, with the custom Bloody Valentine apron cover and banners decking out the arena in fine style.
Once the atmosphere shots are complete, we immediately cut to Ginger’s office where the Chairman Gingerdude is sitting in his comfortable chair behind his nice desk. At first, he doesn’t notice the camera is on, and continues reading a letter in his hand.
Ginger: Dear Mr. Dude, it has come to our attention….. Titantron……..copyright infringement…..sod it, I don’t have time to deal with this now-
Something clicks in Ginger’s head and he hurriedly puts the letter aside. He turns around, facing the camera.
Ginger: Good Evening all you ACW fans.
The crowd boos at the sight of Ginger but Ginger continues to have a smile on his face.
Ginger: Before tonight’s action gets underway, I would like to inform you all of a slight change to the program. On the card displayed in advertising for this event there were 2 cage matches, The Doomsday Match pitting the Tag Team Champions G-Unit vs Mestarruus and the First Blood Cage Match pitting ACW’s Greatest Champion Ever, BK London against the Macho Man RDK. Now, I cannot have two Cage Matches in one show, that’s just not good business. So one of the matches has had to be changed, and after a few days of consideration, I have chosen to change the main event match. BK London vs RDK will no longer be a First Blood Cage Match, but it will be a Three Strikes, You’re Out Match.
The crowd is perplexed at this; they do not recognize this type of match since it is new to ACW. However being the kind and understanding people that they are they accept this decision and politely “forget” about the 2 Ultimate X variations also on the card.
Ginger: The premise of this match is that each competitor needs three different types of victory to win the match overall – Pinfall, submission and KO, and it is fought under streetfight rules. I’m sure you’ll pick up the rest as we go………. Now, without further ado, let Bloody Valentine begin.
Ginger gives one last devious smile to the camera, and the scene fades out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 26, 2005 14:59:41 GMT -5
Segment: The Final Weigh-In (Credit: Hunter)
The scene fades into the weight room, where for the fourth and final time we will see Dr. Waters and Sergeant Pepper. They stand silently next to a scale, patiently awaiting the arrival of Hunter. Pepper looks at his watch.
Pepper: Where is that dumbass?
The door opens and Hunter enters, wearing his new trademark sunglasses ($15.95 at ACW BuyArea).
Hunter: Hey guys! How's it going?
Pepper: You're late Hunter!
Hunter looks at his watch.
Hunter: No, I'm early.
Pepper walks over and looks at Hunter's watch. He looks at Hunter and sighs. He then takes off Hunter's watch, flips it over, and puts it back on again.
Hunter: Oh.
Waters: Well Hunter, as you know, this is the final weigh-in. We just have to make sure that you still weigh 225 pounds, and then you can go into your match.
Hunter: All right, let's do this. I've got a title to win.
Hunter steps onto the scale. He doesn't seem to be worried about his weight as he doesn't even look at the scale.
Waters: Your weight tonight is-
Hunter: Yeah, yeah. 225. I know.
Waters: Actually...
Hunter looks at Waters, and then at the scale.
Hunter: 226? HOW THE FUCK DID THAT HAPPEN??
Pepper grabs Hunter and almost throws him off the scale.
Pepper: What did you do?
Hunter: I didn't do anything!
Pepper: Did you do the exercise?
Hunter: Yes!
Pepper: Did you keep the diet?
Hunter: Yes! Well...
Pepper: Well? Well what?
Hunter: I was so happy that I reached my goal that myself and the rest of the Senatorial Stable went out for lunch.
Pepper: You what? You stupid fuck, you wasted all of this time just to-
Hunter: But it can't be that! I ate at Subway! Subway causes you to lose weight.
Waters: Did you do anything else that we told you not to?
Hunter: No.
Pepper: Well, then it's Subway's fault.
Hunter falls to the ground and starts beating his fists on the ground.
Hunter: They lied? I gained a pound off Subway? DAMN YOU JARED! DAMN YOU STRAIGHT TO HELL!!!
Hunter remains still in his horror. Pepper puts his arm on Hunter's shoulder.
Pepper: Calm down, Heston.
Waters: Wait a second. Hunter, get back on the scale.
Hunter looks at Waters and shortly complies.
Waters: I'm going to take a closer look at it, have it go into the decimals.
Waters presses a few buttons.
Waters: I thought so. You actually weigh 225.5 pounds. The machine rounded it up.
Hunter: So I can have the match?
Pepper: Actually, no. This just means you have to lose half a pound in...
He looks at his watch.
Pepper: ...30 minutes.
Hunter: What should I do?
Pepper: Run around the arena and come back here when you're done.
Without another thought, Hunter charges out the door and races against time to lose the final weight he needs.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 26, 2005 15:01:37 GMT -5
Segment: Senatorial Preparations (Credit: WillAnger / FSX)
As the next scene opens, the camera appears to be in search of something before stopping in front of the Senatorial stable's locker room, Charlotte is seen there obviously subbing for Kevin.
Charlotte: Well, tonight is bound to be a huge night for the Senatorial Stable. We have Hunter in a triple threat match for the Light-heavyweight championship, something many consider him a favourite within, of course The Senator himself will take on Ridley which is bound to be an exciting match. And of course we can't forget Will Anger and FSX, who are the only announced entrants in the open international battle royal for a shot later in the night at the international title. I hope to have a word with the key members of this huge up and coming stable.
She pauses for a moment then knocks on the door three times and waits. After a second or two the door is opened. and Will Anger steps out somewhat confused.
Anger: Yes? Is there something I can help you with?
Anger appears to be very distracted, constantly looking back into the locker room.
Charlotte: Yes! Will, can I have some question about tonight; a night which could be the most important to The Senatorial Stable...
Anger: Important? Look Charlene-
Charlotte: It’s er...
Anger continues on, deciding to not note the stuttering reporter’s obvious indignation at her name being mispronounced.
Anger: Tonight is by far the most important date in the history of the stable. I mean tonight – you will bear witness to not only the downfall of the monster Ridley-
The crowd gives a mixed reaction, some people liking the idea but knowing the outcome of the match already.
Anger: But also a night in which our gold tally will raise from one to three.
The crowd boos now, but this time with a hint of anticipation.
Anger: That’s right! Tonight not only will Hunter win the Light-heavyweight title, but it’ll be one of the three of us holding the International Title!
The crowd boo, but this time the comments are intercepted this time by Charlotte.
Charlotte: What do you mean, one of the three of you?
Anger: Oh – that would be correct. After Hunter finishes decimating the two losers in his match, he will join FSX and myself in the battle royal. So, let’s just say: Advantage Senatorial Stable!
Anger laughs at his own ploy, But now FSX comes out of the locker room, the same confusion on his face before smirking at the loud boos.
FSX: What’s going on out here? Oh it’s you… Anthony is waiting in the back room…He should have the money… That is why you’re here isn’t it? For his title…celebration...right?
Charlotte: A-actually I was hoping for an interview. How do you feel about tonight? Confident? Worried about anything?
FSX looks a bit taken back surprised, then laughs looking to Anger.
FSX: You’re seriously here to do a interview? You look a lot like the slut from the ad... ah well. I don't even see why I have to deal with another one of you fucking doubters, not understanding the power of the senatorial stable. After you see what goes down tonight, you will understand why I hate these damned reporters.
Charlotte: I…er…didn’t mean to offend…<br> FSX: Do I sound offended to you? No, I’m just sick and tired of all you BS reporters harassing us all the time. All of you with your idiotic opinions and lack of real wrestling knowledge. You’re half the reason everyone outside this locker room are undeveloped egomaniacs.
Anger: Calm down Souls – don’t waste the energy on her. We have enough to deal with tonight.
FSX: What’s wrong with you? Calm down? I’m pissed off, I've had enough of the constant bull shit everyone here is giving me... I mean one dead is a start right?
Charlotte: I…I had better go…<br> FSX: You had better do that.
Anger smirks as Charlotte walks off as fast as she can without running. Anger turns to FSX with the smirk still present.
Anger: You’ve really gotta stop this stuff y’know…<br> FSX: Yeah well… It just builds up..
They both laugh and make their way back in the locker room as the camera fades out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 26, 2005 15:02:57 GMT -5
Segment: Leech (Credit: BK)
The camera cuts to the Divas Dressing Room where Kiley is getting fixed up by the make-up artist Kelly. Kiley is almost done when Carma enters the room.
Carma: Kiley, get out of the chair. I need to get fixed up.
Kiley: Umm, I am using it so you will just have to wait.
Carma: Listen Kiley, I have a match up next and I need this chair right now so move.
Kiley: Listen you skank, I told you to wait!
Carma: Kiley, you think you’re big around here because your boyfriend’s the champ. Well guess what, you’re not. All you do is ride off of his accomplishments, you can’t even win a match without his help. You’re nothing but a leech Kiley, a leech.
Kiley gets up out of the chair and she stares at Carma with an angry look, something seems like its about to go down, but then Kiley leaves the Divas Dressing Room and Carma sits in the chair to get fixed up for her match.
Fade out to commercials.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 26, 2005 15:03:49 GMT -5
Match 1: Rena vs. Carma - "Seductive love" lingerie match
There’s plenty in the opening part of the show for the fans to mull over, but now it’s time for the real business of the night to get underway. The fans cheer as Philip makes his first appearance for the night, impeccably dressed as always.
Philip: This is the first match of the evening, a “Seductive Love” Lingerie match! The winner is the first person to strip their opponent down to their lingerie….. Introducing first, from Charlotte NC, Carma Langley!
”Supermodel” hits, and Carma comes out looking beautiful in an elegant little dress, which just hints at the “goodies” hidden beneath. Philip holds the rope for her as she enters the ring, and Carma circles, waving to the enthusiastic fans.
Then “Dirrty” hits, and the fans reaction is divided as Rena struts out on to the ramp.
Philip: And her opponent, from New York, Rena Matheson!
Rena is wearing a low cut top and close – fitting shorts, again letting the fans get an occasional glimpse of her assets. Davey isn’t with her, perhaps as his own match is next on the card, but Rena doesn’t look as if she needs any help – her gait is super confident, and she gives Carma an acid smile as she enters the ring. The ref, deciding not to let things overheat, gives the ok for the match to start.
Bell Rings.
Rena and Carma fly at one another and get straight down to business – Rena wrenches on Carma’s dress, but it won’t be as easy as she hoped – the dress is made of a very strong material which will not tear easily. Rena, however, has chosen her clothes more for their aesthetic appeal and Carma easily removes one of the arms of Rena’s top, revealing the strap of Rena’s underwear. Rena slaps Carma, who slaps Rena back, and a proper catfight breaks out to the delight of the male fans. Rena throws Carma across the ring by her hair, however Carma rolls back to her feet, kicks off her heeled shoes and rushes back across the ring to clothesline Rena down. Carma drops her knees on to Rena’s chest and, while kneeling, pulls off the belt Rena’s added for extra security; as she does this though Rena has a good view of the back of Carma’s dress and, seeing that there’s a concealed zip, she pulls it down. Carma backs off quickly and the fans can now see the back of a white slip; Carma tries to do the zip up again but she can’t and Rena takes advantage, kicking Carma to the ground. Carma falls but grabs Rena’s leg as she goes so that both ladies end up on the mat. Grabbing her chance Carma gets to he knees and starts pulling at Rena’s shorts – Rena fights hard, but Carma is the stronger and she pulls off Rena’s lower garment to expose a diamond – studded thong.
Rena’s now at a significant disadvantage, but she’s been in tight spots before and now her wrestling skills come to the fore. She makes Carma follow her and, as Carma makes a grab, she takes hold of her arm and whips her into the ropes. As Carma comes back Rena grasps the hem of her dress – the velocity at which Carma’s traveling works against her and there’s a loud ripping sound. Rena’s left holding a sizable bit of material, but it’s not the end f the story – the bottom half has detached but Carma’s left with the top part, its edge ripped and frayed but still in place. The fans can now see that Carma’s lingerie is a delicate white teddy slip, and there’s some more cheering; Rena casts the excess material aside and the two women face one another down. They move in and both make a grab for the other’s remaining clothing; Carma rips Rena’s top from the end down so that the fans can see her matching diamond – decorated bra and her slender midriff. Carma, however, isn’t that bothered about seeing any part of Rena and simply kicks her in her exposed midsection, however Rena takes the blow and rakes Carma’s eyes, before DDTing her to the mat.
With Carma face down, Rena attacks the narrow band of material keeping Carma’s top taut. She rips it asunder and turns Carma over to try and remove the offending material once and for all, but Carma comes alive and grabs Rena’s bra right between her breasts, pulling it back and letting it go with a sharp SNAP. Rena cries out at the stinging pain and is distracted long enough for Carma to throw her off and get back to her feet. The fans can tell that the end is near, but it’s still up in the air as to who will get the win; Rena approaches, but Carma fends her off and whips her to the ropes once more. Rena hits them and comes back at speed – Carma lifts her into a back body drop, but Rena keeps her cools and lands, cat – like, on her feet. She spins around and grabs a trailing edge of Carma’s top, and running around Carma she pulls it off of one arm so that the garment is just barely still counting as “on”. Sensing victory, Rena tries to run and pull the garment away, but Carma grabs and holds on, and digging in her heels she pulls back and swings Rena straight into one of the ringposts. Rena hits it hard, and staggers; and with a flourish Carma gets behind her foe, grasps the top at the shoulders, and pulls it down and backward off of Rena like a coat. Rena is fully undressed, and the crowd cheers for the display as the bell rings.
Philip: Here is your winner…….Carma!
The fans cheer Carma as she gets up and runs over to the turnbuckle, celebrating her victory. Rena stands up and glares, but the wolf whistles and applause for her sensational lingerie soften her up a little, and she exits the ring showing off her gorgeous curves as she makes her way to the back – she’s still the Diva Director, and there will be other matches. Carma leaves too after a couple of minutes; she’s all smiles now, but the shrewd fans recall events just prior to the match, and it’s fairly certain that things will heat up for Carma in the following weeks.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 26, 2005 15:05:08 GMT -5
Segment: The one sandwich....TO RULE THEM ALL!! (Credit: Jake Cheng)
We’re back in the backstage area. Jake is once again in his locker room, and he finally got his locker room light fixed.
Jake Cheng: Tonight is the night. The night where it all comes together. Now I know my match will be a challenge, but I know that these two jokers have no change against me. But a famous person once told me that over coming challenges make you stronger. And by the end of the night, I am going to be a whole hell of a lot stronger.
Jake pauses as he reaches into his gym bag and pulls out a Subway sandwich.
Jake: Oh and Hunter, those Subway sandwiches are delicious aren’t they. The extra mayo. black olives and lettuce. The wheat bread.
Jake takes a bite into his sandwich.
Jake: Well, I hope you can work off the extra pound before our match. I mean c’mon Hunter. You could have eaten only half the sandwich. Or maybe even slow down. It isn’t a contest to see how fast you can fit a foot long sub in your mouth. Whatever, keeping my title is more important to me then buying you a sandwich, just to keep you out of the running.
Jake goes to take another bite out of his 6-inch BMT as his one light bulb goes out again.
Jake: Ah SHIT!!
With the room in darkness, the scene comes to a natural conclusion.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 26, 2005 15:06:17 GMT -5
Segment: The Final Weigh-In: Part II (Credit: Hunter)
Waters and Pepper are seen chatting back and forth as Hunter charges through the door, panting and sweating.
Hunter: Weigh me in.
Hunter gets on the scale and Waters weighs him in.
Waters: 225.3.
Hunter: What?
Hunter quickly thinks, then begins to remove his clothes. A few female cheers can be heard as Hunter is left standing in his boxers and sunglasses.
Hunter: How about now?
Waters: 225.1.
Hunter: I'm taking another run.
Hunter charges out the door again, not wasting any time re-applying his clothing.
Pepper: There goes one dumb motherfucker...
Pepper shakes his head and sits down with Waters.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 26, 2005 15:07:08 GMT -5
Segment: (More) Slight changes (Credit: Daredevil)
The scene opens to show the Mestarruus locker room. DD is sitting forwards, looking at a dirty spot on the ground. Surion is reading an article about the ACW divas in the ACW magazine.
DD: Whatcha reading?
Surion: Magazine
DD: Which one?
Surion: ACW one.
DD: What's the article?
Surion: Divas…..
Surion smiles, and DD laughs. Surion laughs with him.
DD: Anyways, why did you add the ladder to the Doomsday?
Surion: Is there anything wrong with that? You did say it on that piece of paper.
DD: I said that we should either have a Doomsday OR a ladder match, not a Doomsday Ladder match.
Surion: Damn. Well, should we go out there, and say that the ladder won't be used?
DD stands up.
DD: No, no we won't. We'll keep the ladder stipulation. We can't disappoint these fans by taking the ladder out. It's unfair. Besides, this will evolve the match further, so it will be better for the show.
Surion: Ok. Let me ask: How would we go about grabbing the titles with a ladder? The belts are like 20 feet in the air and there isn't a 20 foot ladder.
DD: Hmm. I have an idea
DD whispers something into Surion's ear. Surion first looks confused, but his face breaks into a huge smile.
Surion: Awesome dude, simply awesome.
Fade out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 26, 2005 15:08:06 GMT -5
Segment: Tonight’s the Night (Credit: AK / Hunter)
Elsewhere backstage, a door from the outside opens and the crowd cheers as Latino is shown walking into the building. He looks reasonably calm, yet as he walks we can see him constantly checking on something in his pocket.
Latino rounds a corner and comes upon Wyvern taping his hands up, preparing for his Entertainment Title defence. Latino sees this and smiles.
Latino: Hey holmes, you ready for Predator tonight?
Wyvern: Absolutely. This’ll be just like old times…… how are you bearing up?
Latino: Yeah, I’m fine.
Wyvern isn’t convinced.
Wyvern: Hey, don’t take this the wrong way, but are you sure? You look a bit tense.
Latino: Well I’m certainly not taking Torak lightly, if that’s what you mean.
He looks both ways up and down the corridor.
Latino: It’s just that-
Before Latino gets any further, Wyvern hears something in the corridor and turns his head, and Latino does the same. Their jaws drop and the pair of them jump away as the unmistakable form of Hunter runs by, only wearing his boxers and sunglasses.
Hunter: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!
He runs by and the two look at each other.
Latino: Don’t tell me Kross is blessing Hunter’s pants now.
Wyvern: I doubt it. Perhaps he excommunicated them.
The two men laugh. Latino, evidently put off by that little interruption, picks up his kit bag.
Latino: I’m going to go and start warming up, esse. Good Luck for tonight.
Wyvern: You too.
Latino heads off up the corridor in the opposite direction to Hunter, and the scene fades out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 26, 2005 15:10:30 GMT -5
Match 2: Davey Marvel vs. Jack Fury – Ultimate X (Credit: Latino / BK London)
As the fans try to get the image of a semi – streaking Hunter out of their heads, Philip gives them something else to focus on in the form of the second match.
Phillip: This match is an Ultimate X Katana Match, coming to the ring from Greenock, Scotland, weighing in at 285 pounds, Jack Fury.
'This is Now' by Hatebreed hits and the crowd boos the hell out of ACW resident Jack Fury, he begins to come down to the ring focused on the task ahead of him not taking any notice of the 50,000 fans around him jeering and booing him. Fury enters the ring and looks up at the Katana dangling from the intersecting cables. He begins to stretch in the ring as he waits for his opponent.
Phillip: And his opponent from Ann Arbor, Michigan, weighing in at 221 pounds, Davey Marvel !!!
'Judith, A Perfect Circle" hits and the fans boo Davey also, giving him major heat. From the stage at the Katana dangling and he needs it back, he's like a crack addict and the Katana is his crack. Davey begins to shake off the urge and he runs down to the ring and slides in the ring to start the battle with Fury.
Fury and Davey immediately begin the match as they start kicking one another in the gut. Neither man shows any signs of backing down as they keep going back and forth. Jack grabs Davey leg and quickly twists it knocking him flat on his face. Fury grabs Davey’s knee and slams it down against the mat. Marvel is stood up and Irish whipped towards the turnbuckle. Fury runs in with a Stinger Splash but Davey tackles him back down to the mat with a surprising shoulder block to the torso of Fury. Davey quickly locks on the Texas Cloverleaf as he turns Fury onto his stomach. He applies more pressure as Fury tries crawling to the ropes. He finally lets go and drags Jack across the ring. Davey grabs Jack by the hair and slams his head against the mat. Davey looks up seeing the Katana hang up in the ring. He kicks Fury in the stomach and climbs the turnbuckle. He grabs onto the cable and works his way towards the Katana. Fury himself starts moving and looks up seeing Marvel inching his way towards both men’s goal. He rolls out of the ring and grabs a chair quickly. He slides back inside the ring and immediately starts wailing the chair across the knees of Marvel. Davey’s grip starts to loosen as the attack directed towards his knees doesn’t stop. One hand is let go as now Davey is hanging only my one arm. He struggles to lift the other arm up but Fury smacks the lowered arm with the chair. He drops it and pulls on Davey’s leg tugging harder and harder. With one final and strong pull Davey’s body comes crashing down to the mat. A loud thud is heard as his shoulders hit the mat first. Jack goes down to one knee but grabs his chair once. As Marvel starts to get up Fury swings the chair straight across the face bending the chair in the process.
Fury now starts climbing the turnbuckle and grabbing one of the cables. He starts making his way slowly towards the crossing of the cables. Davey starts moving his arms as blood flows like a river from his face. He rolls over and crawls over to the rope. He steps between the ropes standing on the outside apron. Meanwhile Fury gets closer and closer to the Katana. As he gets closer, his left arm grabs onto the second cable giving him better support. He lifts himself up slowly and reaches for the Katana. Suddenly, Marvel springboards his self off the top rope and grabs Fury by the legs. Using his momentum he goes swinging forward and brings Jack down. Fury swings back and slams the back of his head deep into the mat. Marvel himself hits the mat hard as he rolls against the ropes holding his sides in pain. Davey rolls towards the outside of the ring falling down on the mats. The ref goes to check on Fury who is now holding his head in pain. Davey on the outside is shown taking out a ladder from the outside.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 26, 2005 15:11:14 GMT -5
Davey slides the Ladder in the ring and it seems that all hell is going to break loose now, Fury begins to get up and Davey picks up the Ladder and as Fury turns around to get a face full of metal. Fury drops to the mat and rolls out on the outside as Davey sets up the Ladder in the middle of the ring. Instead of using much arm strength to travel across the cables Davey begins to climb up the Ladder getting closer and closer to the Katana. Suddenly Fury quickly enters the ring and he picks up the mangled chair and cracks it on the back of Davey halting his quest up the ladder. Fury begins to climb up on the other side of the Ladder and he reaches closer to the katana. Davey recovers from the chairshot and resumes climbing up the Ladder, Fury and Davey begin exchanging blows on the top of the Ladder and Fury begins to get the upperhand being the bigger of the two superstars. Fury begins to put Davey in suplex position and he stalls him on the top of the Ladder in Mid-air. As Fury tries the crashing down part of the Brainbuster Davey hooks his legs on the cables and releases the hold from Fury sending Fury crashing down 13 feet to the mat.
Davey tries to catch his breath and he begins to use his legs to shimmey himself over to the Katana. Back on the mat Fury is recovering from the fall quickly. Fury quickly slides out the ring and looks under the ring as Davey is getting closer to the katana. Fury then pulls out the Fire Extinguisher. He pulls the pin out and slides back into the ring, Fury points the nozzle up at Davey and Davey tries to tell him stop but Fury presses on the handle and foam shoots through the nozzle and into the face of Davey blinding him as he is hanging upside down on the cable. Fury climbs up to the top rope and he begins to travel across to the same cable as Davey. He goes behind Davey and positions his head between his legs and holds onto his torso. Fury and Davey are then sent to the ground crashing with a Piledriver from the cables. Fury holds his lower back in pain as Davey holds his neck from the impact of it hitting the mat. Both superstars are out as the crowd begins to chant "Holy Shit, Holy Shit, Holy Shit". Davey is out cold and Fury begins to crawl towards the ladder which fell over due to the impact of the Piledriver. Fury slowly gets up holding his back and he sets the Ladder back in the middle of the ring. Fury slowly begins to climb the Ladder one step at a time, and now we begin to see some movement from Davey. Jack is only 4 steps away from grabbing the Katana and it seems he is about to take the match. Davey begins to get to a vertical base but collapses against the ropes, still feeling the effects of the Piledriver. Jack begins to slightly touch the Katana and he needs one more step to go. As he climbs up that step Davey bounces off the ropes and pushes the Ladder over. As the Ladder tips over Fury tips over and lands crotch first onto the ropes. As Jack is still on the ropes with a priceless facial expression Davey heads over to the ropes closes to Fury. Davey then springboards himself halfway across the ring and takes Fury down with a Tornado DDT to the inside of the ring, completing a variation of the Nightmare. Fury is layed out cold and Davey begins to get up, he goes onto the apron and climbs up to the top rope. Davey then hits 'The Marvel' (SSP Leg Drop) on Fury and Fury rolls out his ring and is knocked out cold. Davey, bloody and all, climbs up to the top rope again and begins traveling across the cable. Davey finally reaches the Katana and grabs it for the win.
Phillip: And the winner of this match, Davey Marvel!
The crowd boos as Davey drops down to the mat, Katana in hand, but really they’re more interested to see what will happen next. Fury is still lying on the floor as Davey leaves the ring; he stops and stands over Fury, who is just about opening his eyes. The atmosphere becomes tense as Davey unsheathes the faintly glowing blade.
Davey: You know the score….. you can hand them over, or I will take them.
Fury locks eyes with Davey; he’s livid, but too weak to resist. Without a word he pulls off the Seiden Gauntlets, wincing in considerable pain as he does so, and the fans can see that his hands appear to be badly burned from contact with them over a long period. Still lying flat on his back, Fury throws the gauntlets aside.
Fury: Take them then.
Fury passes out again, perhaps as a result of having the power of the gauntlets withdrawn. Davey continues to smile as he leaves Fury to be collected by the medics, and then he picks up the gauntlets, running his fingers over the metal. He does not put them on, however; he simply walks out as his music plays, and the fans are left to wonder what all of this could possibly be leading to……
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 26, 2005 15:12:09 GMT -5
Segment: The Final Weigh-In: Part III (Credit: Hunter)
Waters and Pepper are still talking as Hunter runs in, again panting and sweating.
Hunter: Come on. Do it!
He gets on the scale and looks at it. He then collapses.
Hunter: 225.1? Still 225.1? What can I do? WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS GOD? WHAT HAVE I DONE TO DESERVE THIS?
Pepper picks Hunter up and gets him on his feet. Hunter reaches desperately for his boxers.
Pepper: Don't...even...
Hunter stops and lets his arms rest. Then, Pepper's eye catches something.
Pepper: You dumb fuck...
Hunter: What?
Pepper smacks Hunter.
Hunter: What was that for?
Pepper takes off Hunter's glasses and points at them.
Pepper: Moron.
He throws Hunter's glasses back at him. Hunter catches them and puts them down, then steps back on the scale.
Waters: 225. Congratulations.
Hunter: Finally.
Hunter picks up his clothes and starts putting the clothes back on.
Waters: You have 10 minutes until your match. Just relax. You'll need your energy.
Hunter, fully dressed, sits back and begins to think about winning the LW Title.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 26, 2005 15:19:43 GMT -5
Segment: Emotional “ties” (Credit: Torak)
With the show neatly following schedule and increasing in tension the shot transmitted on the Alphatron is switched to the interior of a single room, deeply located in the ACW arena. The familiar setting instantly influences the spectators in attendance to launch into a chorus of boos. The aforementioned room is the regular place of dwelling of Cordelia and Torak, the maleficent couple of ACW. Torak is mightily poised, scrupulously applying black tape, wrapping it around his thick wrists. Out of shot a clinking noise can be heard. The source of the sound is quickly revealed as Cordelia enters the shot, grasping in her hands the Saint Elmos’ Belt. He runs her hands across the chain part of the contraption. Torak turns his attention to first her, then to the item she holds in her hand. The sight of it seems to please him as he stands to attention and requests to hold it. Cordelia happily hands it over to him and he accepts it by taking it from her grip. He holds the chain on opposite ends, seemingly attempting to stretch it, presumably to authenticate the durability of the chain. He then grabs one of the leather belt straps and also tugs on it, proving its toughness. He nods his approval as Cordelia smiles up at him.
Torak takes the other leather belt strap in his other hand and holds both up. He swings the chain up over Cordelias’ head and it lands on her lower back. Torak uses the Belt to reel his fiancée toward him. She slaps her hands on his chest to stop her momentum which doesn’t budge Torak before looking up into his eyes with a smile.
Cordelia: Tonight is your night big man. Tonight you get what you wanted since the start. Tonight the martyrdom of Torak, the suffering sustained in sake of our principles will pay off will assistance from our friend, Saint Erasmus here.
Cordelia slides her hands down her side and grabs the chain. She lifts it up slightly so it is wrapped around her ribs and Torak grunts contently.
Cordelia: For the last few weeks or so we have managed to surmount any effort by Latino and Kitsune to steal the show. It should have possibly continued on Monday but that pestiferous Wyvern felt the need to intervene in our business all because he has affection for her.
Torak adopts a look of anger, infuriated that his fun was ruined by the aforementioned Wyvern. Cordelia notices his change of mood.
Cordelia: Don’t worry my darling, we will take care of him in our own time, but tonight we must stay focused. Latino is our subject tonight. He has the odds against him, going one on one with a behemoth such as yourself with an instrumental of your favour. Now there’s no doubt that that bacchanal changeling has already had a skinful and will be much more resistant and insusceptible to the pain and punishment you will undoubtedly hand out to him. This inevitably means you will have to be on top of your game. You need to be the destructive, intimidating and mendacious beast that I know, and every one on this entire roster knows you can be. I have faith in you to dismantle that weak specimen with ease.
Torak quietly chuckles to himself and grasps the torture implement firmly. He reels Cordelia in closer again and she slaps her long thin fingers on his powerful chest. She gazes up into his eyes seductively.
Cordelia: In fact, I believe you could beat him so easily that you won’t have to expend too much energy during your match so I have an idea. How about you and I test this belt to make sure it provides the closeness that is required?
Torak cranks his neck and nods. He begins to walk backwards, pulling Cordelia with him through the doorway to their private room behind them. The door closes and a high pitched cackle can be heard from behind the closed door before the shot fades.
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