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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 26, 2005 15:58:14 GMT -5
As Anger’s coming around from the impact of his landing, Kross and Amo are going straight to work on FSX and Rookie. They focus on FSX as Rookie’s still trying to recover from FSX’s previous attack – Amo uses his mighty uppercut and then Kross adds a Hurricanrana so that FSX’s head spins. Both Amo and Kross are intent of wiping out the last of the Senatorial Stable and sending a clear message to everyone in the back, but as Amo picks FSX up Rookie has shaken the fuzziness from his head and he recognizes that if FSX is eliminated his chances of victory will become considerably slimmer. He has only a few seconds to decide what to do, and what he opts for is a straightforward spear that connects with Amo from the side and sends Amo and FSX rolling on the mat. Taking a gamble, Rookie locks in a sleeperhold on to Amo before he can get back up; Kross rushes in to break it up but Rookie’s intuition is correct as FSX finds his feet and blocks the intervention, and superkicks the charging Kross. FSX pulls Kross back up but the cruiser cleric isn’t about to play ball, and he struggles free of FSX’s grip before whipping him into Rookie and Amo, thus dislodging Rookie’s grip. Amo, however, is looking very shaky as he gets up, and Rookie starts punching him until Amo is back against the ropes. FSX and Kross are fighting right behind Rookie, preventing him from getting the distance needed to clothesline Amo; so Rookie turns around and runs over, clotheslining Kross instead. FSX sees him coming and picks up the idea straight away – they pass by one another and it’s FSX who connects with Amo, sending him over backwards. On instinct Amo grabs the ropes; FSX, instead of attacking further, moves aside and Rookie, who has feigned dizziness in order to fool Kross, does the same thing as Kross rebounds from the ropes and goes for a baseball slide. Kross can’t stop his motion and he chops Amo’s legs from under him; Amo loses his grip on the rope and hits the outside mats with a thud.
Philip: Amo the Great has been eliminated!
Kross looks shocked and angry with himself at being tricked, but Amo gives him a quick thumbs up to show there’s no hard feelings as he and Vincent are ushered away. Kross doesn’t have time to dwell on such things anyway – having eliminated both his stablemates he’s now facing a very tricky situation indeed. He gets a break, however, as Rookie and FSX are back to pummeling one another, clearly their co – operation was only short – lived. With one NoA, one Senatorial, and one independent competitor left, it’s anyone’s guess as to where the match will go from here. Kross watches as Rookie powerbombs FSX and then makes his move – he dashes to the corner, waits for Rookie to get up, and then leaps up for his Dragonrana. It connects in a storm of camera flashes, and Rookie is down; Kross looks at the pair of men and then runs back to the corner, apparently intending to use another aerial move. Kross climbs up and sees FSX running in to try and knock him backward, but Kross smiles and as FSX arrives Kross braces himself and everyone realizes that he’s lured FSX over into a position where, although it’s highly risky, he stands a chance of eliminating him. The pair struggle on the post fro several seconds, but Kross’ gamble doesn’t pay off – FSX dislodges him and Kross falls. However, Kross throws himself sideways and grabs the second rope; dangling with his feet held up off the floor, Kross is about to pull himself back up – but then, abruptly, he stops moving. Still hanging in place Kross stays very, very still – FSX has dropped off of the turnbuckle and is about to kick Kross in the chest, but something makes him pause and take a look over the side of the ring…..
FSX stares for a moment, then turns around and beckons to Rookie, who’s back on his feet. Rookie is very wary and stays out of reach of FSX, but he too comes to the ropes and looks over the top. The camera crew on the outside hurries around, and there’s a surge of noise from the fans.
It looks as if the ring crew have made a rare oversight in their work; clinging on to the apron is a massive lobster, obviously a refugee from the four corners of pain match. And it’s no more than a few inches from Kross’ most sensitive area. FSX and Rookie stare a bit, and then FSX grins and stamps on the apron. The vibration evindently isn’t to the lobster’s liking and its eyes start moving as it looks for a more secure grappling point…..
FSX stamps again, and then Rookie does the same. The lobster detaches a claw and snaps its pincers; Kross’ eyes widen and FSX and Rookie look at one another.
Kross: Holy Mary, mother of God-
FSX and Rookie hop on to the second rope and then jump off – and the lobster also makes its move.
Kross: YEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHHHH!
Kross stats kicking and flailing as he tries to dislodge the crustacean. FSX decides to put him out of his misery, and a simple kick sends both Kross and his tormentor down on to the mats.
Philip: Kross has been eliminated!
With his hands free Kross is able to gingerly pull the errant lobster off of himself; the lobster waves its claws around as Kross looks at it.
Kross: Well, at least I’ll get something out of this match….Lobster Thermidor, I think.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 26, 2005 15:59:39 GMT -5
Kross heads to the back to extract revenge and a decent dinner as FSX and Rookie face one another down; both are only minutes away from a chance at one of ACW’s most prestigious titles. Both men have shown exceptional endurance and tactical skill to reach this point, and neither wants to fall at this final hurdle. If anyone was expecting a quick finish, they’re in for a surprise – for almost 10 minutes the battle rages back and forth with both men drawing on their full arsenal of moves in the search for that crucial blow that will tip the balance in their favour. FSX comes close with a back body drop, whoever now fatigue is taking its toll and Rookie lands on the ropes, tipping himself forward to land back in the ring. Rookie foreshadows the battle to come with his own Second Coming (RKO), and then gets FSX on his shoulders; but FSX thrashes and drops down behind Rookie, hitting a neckbreaker variant in response. The two men pull themselves to their feet, and now though they’re tired there’s urgency in their movements – every extra second wears down precious energy that they’ll need for the title match with TNT. There’s no natural favourite for the crowd to support, but such is the quality of the match that they shout for both Rookie and FSX, split in their opinion of who deserves the win more. Finally the match comes to a head – once again both men are in the corner, and as Rookie, with his back to the post, retreats upward FSX follows him and the entire match hangs on the outcome of this struggle. FSX hits a crushing blow to Rookie’s temple and starts to set up the FSX Dynasty Slam, but Rookie resists and gets FSX’s feet off of the second rope as he goes for a superplex – but FSX hooks the top rope with his feet, arresting the motion for a second or so. FSX gets his feet on the top rope and, with one last Herculean effort he delivers the Dynasty Slam; Rookie has nothing to grab on to, and the fans go berserk as he hits the floor and the bell rings.
Philip: Here is your winner, and #1 contender for the ACW International Title…..FallenSouls!
The fans are still making an incredible amount of noise; Rookie picks himself up off of the floor, disappointment written across his face as Fallen celebrates in the ring. Even as he’s getting up, however, “Away” suddenly hits and everyone is caught napping as TNT literally charges out of the back, runs to the ring and drops his belt before starting to pound on FSX. A referee appears with suspicious speed and quickly holds the belt up, and everyone realizes what’s going on…….
Bell Rings.
FSX is no fool; as he does his best to defend himself he realizes that this was TNT’s plan all along. Tired as he is, though, FSX isn’t about to let this chance pass him by, and he blocks the worst of TNT’s shots as he tries to clear his head. The fans may not like FSX but they hate TNT more at this moment for his underhanded tactics, and they shout now for FSX, willing him to overcome the incredible odds which TNT and the corporate alliance have set against him. And incredibly, it seems to work – FSX gets a burst of energy and now TNT is under increasing pressure – FSX gets in a telling blow, a kick to the midsection, and then a Soul Transfer. FSX drops and pins, 1,2 – TNT kicks at 2.5, evidently caught out by FSX’s efforts, and FSX taunts TNT as the champion gets up. TNT’s anger flares, and this is not a good thing for FSX – already badly worn he now has to deal with a fired up opponent, and TNT breaks into his trademark suplexes, hitting FSX with normal, back and german variations. He pins after each but somehow FSX gets a shoulder in the air just before the 3 count. Following the third of these, TNT changes tack and runs to the corner – he signals for the Air TNT, and takes to the air…..but FSX has a flashback to the previous match and lifts his legs up as Amo did. TNT can’t protect himself and rolls off in obvious pain – FSX jumps up, and hurtles to the ropes. The fans roar as he goes for the Defiance of Death – and it connects! The noise is amazing and everyone counts 1,2,th – TNT kicks, and FSX slams his fist into the mat, he was so close. He gets up, but his momentary loss of focus in frustration is very costly – TNT is also up, and FSX has no way to defend as TNT runs in and hits an enormous RKO. It’s the last straw for FSX, and he has nothing left to give as TNT pins for the 1,2,3.
Philip: Here is your winner, and still ACW International Champion, TNT!
The storm of protest is phenomenal as TNT collects his belt and taunts FSX with it as he lies on the mat, utterly spent. TNT then taunts the crowd, taking pleasure at their reaction to his plot. As he walks around, however, the crowd’s reaction changes, and TNT turns – straight into a kick to the gut from the Rookie Monster, who’s watched the last few minutes from outside the ring. As TNT doubles over Rookie runs to the ropes and blasts back to hit TNT with a massive Rookieline; TNT almost flips 360 at the impact, and the fans cheer as he hits the mat and stays there, next to FSX.
Rookie looks at the belt on the mat; he picks it up, and then dismissively drops it on to TNT’s chest before raising his own arms high. Rookie doesn’t need a strap or a bunch of cronies; he stands tall, fearing neither the Senatorial Stable nor the Corporate Alliance, and gets a kayfabe – bending pop before he leaves the ring. TNT is back up in time to see him leave, and as the show heads to a break the look on TNT’s face shows that this battle is only just beginning.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 26, 2005 16:03:09 GMT -5
Segment: Yes or No? (Credit: Latino)
As the next scene begins it shows the locker room of Victor Laureano. The room is dimly lit and various types of clothes, wrestling gear, and some food is scattered all around. Latino paces around his room trying to get ready for his match tonight. As the camera follows him it is clearly noticeable that he is nervous about something. Suddenly, a knock is heard on his door as he stops looking straight at it. Latino opens the door and reveals the other person to be Atomic Kitsune. Her look of happiness changes to worry as she sees the look on Victor’s face as she enters the room and closes the door.
Alicia: Victor, are you ok? You look terrible. Don’t tell me you went out on an all night drinking binge again?
Victor: No chula, I have just had a lot on my mind.
Alicia: What, is it Torak? You know I have faith in you and I’m here to support you.
Victor: No it’s not Torak or Cordelia and even Ginger……we’ve known one another for a long time right?
Alicia: Of course, in March it’ll be a year since we first met.
Victor: We’ve had great times right?
Alicia (becoming worried by his questions): ….Yes. Victor, are you sure you’re all right?
Latino sits down Alicia in a chair and pulls up a seat in front of her. He grabs her hand looking into her eyes. He tries to find words that are for some reason doing their best to evade him. Alicia looks back, unsure as to what he is trying to do.
Victor: Mami…..no Alicia, I’m fine. I know in the past I have done stupid stuff. I lost my head a few times and forgot what was most important to me….and that’s you. Before I met you I didn’t have anyone and today if it wasn’t for you I still wouldn’t have anyone. I don’t even know if I would be where I am today without your love and support. Through all the tough times I always felt it was you and I against them all and when we were separated it was possibly the hardest time for me. I don’t want that to happen again. I don’t want to lose you nor ever be away from your love.
Victor pushes his chair aside and gets down on one knee, and there’s a surge of noise from the fans. Alicia’s look changes to total surprise as she sees Victor takes out a little blue velvet box.
Alicia: Victor-
Victor: Please Alicia, let me finish. I need to do this. I know last time I did this it wasn’t for the right reasons. Or maybe it wasn’t the right time…but now I’m certain that it is. Mami, I don’t care about anyone and anything else anymore. All I care for is you. I’d give anything, even my wrestling career just to make sure you were happy. You deserve so much more than what has happened to you…to us.
Latino begins to open the box. Most of the fans are on tenterhooks to see what’s going to happen, while a few are mentally reaching for the sick bags at the sentimental moment.
Victor: And I want to give it to you…all that I can. Alicia Kitsune…will you marry me?
Alicia still seems to be having trouble dealing with this; a whole flock of emotions pass across her face, and she takes a deep breath –
Alicia: Victor…..
Before she can finish her sentence, however, there is a loud BANG on the door, then another, and suddenly Bruce and Tyrone burst in.
Tyrone: Time for your match. We’re here to escort you, Ginger’s orders.
Latino: WHAT? Look, I just need a couple of minutes….
Tyrone: No can do.
Tyrone pulls Latino up from his kneeling position; Latino thrashes furiously. Bruce, being marginally more sensitive than his associate, bites his lip.
Bruce: Uh, Tyrone, I think we’re interrupting something.
Tyrone: So what? We’ve got a job to do. Now help me would ya?
Bruce shrugs and helps Tyrone manhandle Latino out the door. Alicia, who’s been rather shellshocked by all of this, picks up the dropped velvet box from the floor and steps out of the door, looking down the corridor where the three are disappearing around the corner. Latino’s voice comes floating back to her…..
Latino: Alicia….I’ll be back…..wait for me……
Alicia looks at the box in her hand, and her expression is impossible to read as the scene fades out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 26, 2005 16:04:08 GMT -5
Match 9: Latino vs. Torak – St Elmo’s Belt Match (Credit: BK London)
As the ACW audience anticipates the next match and speculates on what might transpire, Moonlight Sonata begins to play. The Titantron turns white and the rotating pink dollar sign appears yet again.
This time, the lights begin sporadically switching between the default normal color and a pink tint, and begin rotating wildly.
The crowd is waiting eagerly for whoever this is that is choosing to finally debut at Bloody Valentine after a couple of weeks of teasing.
The song continues to play. After around three minutes, it's obvious no one is arriving. The tech guys begin to work immediately at fixing the error again, to no avail. Around six and a half minutes, at the end of the first stanza, the lights stop, and the dollar sign stops spinning as the final note rings throughout the arena. Everything is normal again as the Titantron returns to the ACW logo.
The fans are as confused as they were each time something like this has happened, but they quickly forget as Philip, who is slightly puzzled, enters the ring to signal the beginning of the next match.
Phillip: This match is scheduled for one fall and it is a St. Elmo Belt Match, coming to the ring weighing in at 333 pounds, from Los Angeles, California, Torak.
"Nobody's Real" by Powerman 5000 hits and the crowd begins to boo for the biggest man in ACW to date, Torak. Torak walks down to the ring focused in this match, usually he would have Cordelia by his side but not tonight as everyone well knows. Saying no words he enters the ring, though he’s clearly still very much on edge he’s determined to take out Latino, even if he has to do it by the book. Torak steps onto the apron and then enters the ring over the top rope. The crowd continues to boo Torak but it doesn't change his expression.
Phillip: And his opponent, coming to the ring weighing in at 240 pounds, from New York, New York, Victor "Latino" Laureano.
"Low Rider" by War hits and the top of the arena nearly burst off due to the huge pop for The Latino One. Latino steps onto the stage, having managed to persuade Bruce and Tyrone not to follow him all the way to the ring, and the arena erupts in cheers. Latino walks down to the ring slapping hand with the crowd and even giving a female fan a hug. Latino walks down to ringside and stops as he sees Torak into the ring. Both of them stare at each other almost as if they were staring into each other's souls. Latino runs up the steel steps and he enters the ring, he then looks at Torak then passes him as he climbs up to the middle rope to salute the crowd.
Latino steps down from the middle rope and Torak continues to stare at him. The referee call the two to the center of the ring and he checks them both for any illegal objects but they are both clean. The referee carefully straps both straps around the waist of both superstars. The ref tightens the belt on both Torak and Latino and now they are ready to go. The ref calls for the bell and the match commences.
Torak quickly goes on the offensive charging at Latino with a monstrous clothesline but Latino ducks and turns the 300 plus monster around and starts taking it to him. Latino hits Torak with a flurry of punches to the face and then he looks to bounce off the ropes but Torak uses the chain to pull Latino toward him with great velocity and he levels Latino from behind with a powerful clothesline. Latino falls to the mat face first and Torak picks the 240 pounder up, and hammers him with mighty forearms to the back. Latino's face shows his agony and Torak picks up Latino and tosses him into the corner. Torak quickly goes on the assault with mighty punches to the jaw of Latino but Latino blocks one of the punches and begins to fire back with a mesh of punches and kicks together. Latino bounces off the ropes again and Torak goes for a clothesline one more time but Latino baseball slides between Torak's legs sending the chain up the groin area. Latino gets up and he taunts the crowd to hype them up, Latino then pulls the chain sending Torak front flipping onto the mat. Torak begins to get up and Latino slides out of the ring and Torak chases after him. Latino turns around and he begs for Torak's forgiveness, then rakes him in the eye getting a pop from the crowd. Torak is temporarily blinded and Latino slides into the ring as Torak is still on the outside. Latino pulls the chain which launches Torak into the ring post, Torak falls to the ground on the outside and Latino rolls out the ring, picks up Torak and tosses him back in the ring.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 26, 2005 16:05:37 GMT -5
Latino capitalizes with a pin but Torak kicks out with a authority sending Latino across the ring. Torak begins to get up and Latino jumps on the back of Torak locking him in a sleeperhold. Latino has the sleeper hold in tight and Torak begins to fade as he drops down to one knee. Suddenly Torak gets some energy and he backs up into the corner sending Latino's lowerback into the top turnbuckle. Latino releases the hold and holds his back in pain. Torak tries to shake the dizziness off and Latino runs toward Torak again, Torak scouts Latino and he grabs Latino once they come into contact and Torak hits Latino with an Overhead Belly to Belly Suplex sending him across the ring almost to the outside but the length of the chain stops Latino. Latino holds his back in pain and Torak gets up and pulls Latino toward him using the chain. Torak then wraps the chain around Latino's throat and begins choking him viciously. Latino is gasping for air but he cannot breathe, Latino's face begins to turn really red and then he slowly begins to fade. Latino is out and the referee approaches Latino and raises his arm and it drops limply down. The crowd begins to chant Latino's name and the referee lifts up Latino's arm again and it drops back down. The referee signals 2, and he raises up Latino's arm up one more time and Latino keeps his arm up. He begins shaking as if he is gaining energy through the support of the crowd. Latino begins to elbow Torak in his abdomen and Torak releases the hold, Latino bounces off the ropes and goes for a clothesline but Torak moves out of the way and attempts a German Suplex on Latino but Latino rolls up and he hooks the leg for the pin, the referee counts, one, two, thr--- but Torak kicks out.
Both superstars get up and Latino whips Torak on the ropes and as Torak bounces back Latino slides on the mat using the chain to trip Torak. Torak falls face first to the ground and begins to get up but Latino bounce off the ropes and dropkick the face of Latino sending him back down to the mat. Latino picks up Torak and bashes his head into the corner, Latino then tosses Torak into the opposite corner and then pulls him back toward him hitting Torak with a Flapjack face first into the top turnbuckle. Torak holds his jaw and turns around, Latino kicks him in the gut and puts him in Suplex position, Latino hits the first suplex, second suplex, and then the third and the crowd goes nuts. Latino climbs up the ropes from inside the ring, fearing he gets the chain caught up in the ropes if he goes on the apron. Latino salutes the crowd and then flips off Torak before hitting him with the Frog Splash. Latino hoooks the leg and the referee counts one, two, thr--- but Latino kicks out. Latino can't believe it and he goes back on the top rope but Torak gets up catching him on the top rope. Torak then Gorilla Presses Latino around the ring and drops him sternum first onto the mat. Latino holds his chest in pain. Torak picks up Latino and he puts him in Powerslam Position and then drives his knee in the ribs of Latino. Latino screams in pain and Torak, from that move hoist Latino on his shoulders and locks in The Legitimacy, a Canadian Backbreaker. Latino screams in agonizing pain and then Torak drops converting it into a Modified Backbreaker. Latino holds his back in pain and Torak feels the end is near as he stalks Latino from behind. As Latino staggers to his feet Torak hoists him on his shoulder attempting the MediEvil Driver but Latino slips off Torak's shoulders, spins him around and hits the SwitchBlade Cut onto part of the chain. Torak is layed out on the mat and Latino hooks the leg of Torak and the referee counts one, two, three.
Phillip: And the winner of this match, Latino !!!
"War" hits and the crowd goes nuts for Latino winning the match. The whole arena bursts up and a smile grows across Latino's face. Latino gets up and the referee raises his arm in triumph and Latino is about to take off his belt but a familiar voice stops him.......
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 26, 2005 16:06:20 GMT -5
Voice: Cut the music! Cut the damn music !!!
Latino turns to the stage to see Chairman Gingerdude walking onto the stage. He begins to strut down to ringside with the mic on his hand and he is absolutely livid.
Ginger: Not so fast Latino, don't take off that belt yet. See this match isn't any ordinary match, no no.
Latino looks perplexed yet angry at the presence of the chairman.
Ginger: See now that you have one the fall of this match. You have one more to win, because I have made this match a TWO OUT OF THREE FALLS MATCH.
Latino begins to get angered at the though of prolonging his wait for AK's answer to his proposal and he turns around only to be laid out by a devastating clothesline by Torak. Torak looks at Ginger and Ginger puts the thumbs up with a smile on his face, and then his face fills with anger and then signals the thumbs down. Torak turns around to continue the match as Ginger walks up the ramp with the fans booing him. The bell rings again and the second fall starts.
Latino is rising to his feet from that world ending clothesline and Torak knees him in the kidney sending him through the middle rope and out the ring to the outside. Torak walks through the middle ropes and he steps onto the outside, ringside. Latino is getting to his feet and Torak tackles him, thrusting him into the side of the announce table. Torak goes on an assault absolutely pummeling Latino with right hands, you can even start to see the swelling on the head of Latino due to these hard shots. Torak then whips Latino back first into the steel steps, Latino drops to the ground losing almost all the energy he once had. Torak picks up Latino and then tosses him into the ring. Torak enters the ring himself and he picks up part of the chain and wraps it around his fist. Torak waits for Latino to get up and Latino begins to stagger to his feet. As Latino is getting up Torak charges at Latino sending the part of the chain into his lower back. Latino drops to his knees and then he falls face first into the mat. Torak picks up Latino and sets him up with a facelock and he lifts him up as if it were a Implant DDT, but then he spins Latino into a Sit-Out Powerbomb. Torak hooks both legs of Latino and the referee counts one, two, th – Latino kicks, but it’s weak now. Torak is not put off; deciding to pull out the stops he debuts his Chivalric Rites – a pump handle setup with a lift on to his borad shoulders, and finishing with an Ace Crusher. The massive impact removes any remaining resistance on Latino’s part, and the referee counts the 1,2,3.
Announcer: And the winner of the second fall, Torak.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 26, 2005 16:07:05 GMT -5
Torak rises up and it seems he wants to end the third fall quickly so he covers Latino again, the referee counts one, two, th-- but Latino kicks out to everyone's surprise. Torak gets up and he picks up Latino and rams him back first into the corner, Torak backs up and charges at Latino but Latino counters with a Gerald Brisco Roll Up only to get a two count. Torak gets up and so does Latino and Torak charges at Latino full force but Latino moves out of the way sending Torak into the corner. Torak bounces out and Latino hits the Exploder Suplex on Torak as a desperation attempt to recover. Both superstars are out in the ring and the referee begins to count for the double count out, by the time the referee reaches 9 both superstars are on their feet. Latino fires with a right hand at Latino and Torak reels, Torak fires back with another right hand of his own and Latino reels. Latino hits another right hand and Torak come back with another of his own and the two begin to exchange blows faster and faster as some energy flows through them. Latino begins to get the upper hand and he gets Torak on the ropes, Latino bounces off the ropes himself but Torak stops him in his tracks with a Tilt-A-Whirl Slam. Latino is out on the mat once again and Torak covers Latino but Latino kicks out after two again.
Torak begins to grow frustrated and he picks up Latino and wraps the chain around his abdomen and squeezes it. Latino screams in pain as the chain makes it harder for him to breathe, Latino begins to fade again but it seems like something inside is telling him not to give up. Latino fires back with a punch to the face of Torak and the hold of the chain begins to loosen. Latino punches Torak again the hold of the chain is no longer on the abdomen of Latino. Latino then kicks Torak in the stomach and hits him with a DDT. Torak's head spikes onto the mat and Latino covers but Torak kicks out again. Latino wonders what it takes to beat Torak, as he is out of energy and out of ideas. Out of the blue, the crowd starts to get loud, and from the mass of fans AK appears and hops up onto the apron. Latino is overjoyed to see her and with Torak dazed he rushes over to her.
AK: What, is this match still going?
Latino looks into her eyes.
Latino: AK, I have to know.
AK smiles at Latino.
AK: Finish the match, and then we’ll talk.
Latino smiles at AK and AK hops off the apron and moves well away from the ring as Latino seems to have gained a final surge of energy from AK. Latino turns around and Torak is staggering to his feet, Latino takes Torak down with a clothesline, Torak gets up and Latino takes him down with another, and then another. Latino is fired up and he whips Torak off the ropes and hits him with a Backbody Drop. Torak gets up holding his back and Latino superkicks him in his chest knocking him back down to the ground. Torak is getting up and Latino begins to wrap the chain around his fist, Torak turns around and Latino charges at Torak taking him out with a fist full of chain. Torak drops to the ground and he begins to get up, Latino charges at him knocking him in the corner and he sets up Torak on the top rope. Latino punches Torak a few times and he climbs up to the top, Torak begins to punch Latino and then he puts Latino on his shoulder going for the Artificial Insemination but Latino fights his way out of it and flips forward counter in the move into a SwitchBlade Cut off the top rope to the mat. Torak is out cold and Latino climbs up to the top rope and applies the finishing touch with Last Night's Hangover. Latino covers Torak and gets the one, two, three.
Phillip: And the winner of this match, Latino!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 26, 2005 16:08:07 GMT -5
The fans are over the moon as Latino’s theme plays in celebration. Exhausted, Latino unbuckles himself from the belt and stands up; Alicia is standing on the outside of the ring, and Latino slides out to meet her. He says nothing, but simply takes her hand and their eyes meet for a moment…..before Alicia is distracted by something behind him.
Alicia: Oh yes. Just one second, Victor, I have a promise to keep.
Torak is back up and standing close to the ropes; he stares unblinkingly at Alicia.
Alicia: Could the boys in the booth put the special feed on the titantron, please?
The Titantron shifts to show the shot seen earlier. Torak’s eyes widen just a little but he stays silent. Alicia reaches into a pocket and pulls out something – it looks like a sort of two way radio.
Alicia: Cordelia, can you hear me?
Cordelia, who’s been completely still and silent up to this point, almost spasms with fright at even the soft volume at which Alicia is speaking.
Alicia: Calm down love. I have good news… your beau here fought one hell of a match and showed just how strong he is without needing to cheat.
Cordelia is staying quiet, but everyone sees her breathe a sigh of relief.
Alicia: However…..
Cordelia tenses again, and now Torak starts to glare with increased intensity.
Alicia: You see, I’m in two minds about this. On the one hand, I know what’s in store for you if you’re discovered, and part of me thinks that no one deserves that. On the other…… I would take great pleasure in seeing your arrogant tongue ripped out of your mouth. I just don’t know. What do you guys think?
Alicia flips open a panel on the device, revealing a small button. The fans start shouting, and it’s clear they want some violence. Alicia just smiles and holds an arm up for quiet.
Alicia: Yes, ok, we get the picture. It’s ok for you lot, you can say what you want because you know me, I’m one of the good guys…..right?
Alicia smiles, and this time it’s filled with malice.
Alicia: Wrong.
She pushes the button, and immediately the little room is filled with an enormously loud alarm siren. Cordelia starts to scream, unable to cover her ears…..and the look on her face is one of sheer terror, as is that in Torak’s eyes as he stands helpless, unable to tear his gaze away; the fans too are shocked, both at Alicia’s double cross and at their own implication in what is about to unfold. The door to the room is thrown open, and Cordelia shuts her eyes, not wanting to see the shapes of her doom……
Voice: What is this? Is not my room….. What is noise for? I not understand.
Cordelia opens her eyes and suddenly the shot switches to one of the roving cameras. El Froggy mask looks downward, clearly having just got back from being patched up after his match in the pre show, and Cordelia is at first totally confused. The siren shuts off, but by now it’s attracted a whole crowd of people – a couple of technicians pull Cordelia out of the room…..and into one of the backstage corridors. Another enters the little room and puts a hand to one of the walls; then, with ease he lifts it up and away to show that it’s nothing more than an extremely well made mock – up of the Demon Pit’s room. Behind the panel are the normal contents of the Janitor’s closet, neatly and tidily stacked to make room for the illusion, and the crowd noise starts to rise as everyone feels a surge of relief, and marvels at how they’ve been taken in. Cordelia’s expression shows that while she’s incredibly angry she’s too mentally exhausted to do anything other than lie still and recover from her ordeal.
Torak has also been still until now; seeing what’s really been going on, however, he immediately steps over the ropes, intent on reaching Cordelia as fast as possible. Alicia reaches back into her pocket and tosses something to Torak – a set of keys. Torak looks at them, then back at Alicia; though he’s angry he also seems almost impressed by the trick, and without any further comment or action he’s away into the back to release his fiancé from her bonds.
With her deception concluded, Alicia turns back to Latino, who’s watched most of this with a look of amazement on his face.
Alicia: Victor…. I wanted you to see this, because I feel you need to fully understand the person that I am before I answer your question. We’ve both changed so much since we first met, our old selves wouldn’t recognize us.
She hands the velvet box, which she’s held on to all this time, back to him.
Alicia: I’ve found out things about myself, not all of them good things. I can be malicious, deceptive and cruel….. and I can also be kind, open and courageous. The one thing I’m certain of, at last, is that I’m at my best when I’m with you…..that’s when I feel most real, and alive. So….. if what you said before still holds, if you can accept me with all my flaws…. ask me the question, one last time.
She smiles at him, and Victor smiles back. This time he stays standing, for this will be a bond between equals.
Victor: Alicia, I love you, in all your shades and colours. Marry me.
Alicia’s eyes light up with the fire of a thousand stars, the image of someone touching complete, unbounded joy for the first time in many, many years…..
Alicia: I love you too Victor, with every fibre of my being. My answer is yes.
The phrase “feeling the love in the room” is usually misplaced, but not tonight. The fans cheer as Alicia and Victor embrace and kiss one another, and then Victor places the ring he’s carried with him since Samhain on to her finger, a perfect fit. Suitably blinged up, they walk back up the ramp to a rousing cheer, and even the emotionally cool personalities feel a little choked by it all.
There’s no way to top an emotional high of this magnitude, and so the show takes a short break.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 26, 2005 16:10:31 GMT -5
Segment: BK London / RDK – The Story so Far (Credit: RDK)
As the ring is being checked over and prepared for the main event, the Titantron flickers to reveal a huge video montage as it fades in from black. The crowd settles down quickly, ready to watch the huge video about to take place...
Words begin to appear on the screen along with some quiet, yet dramatic music.
Meltdown July 8th, 2004
Confrontation
The camera shows a shot of RDK from way back when he was an ACW commissioner. As the short sequence progresses we also see a fresh – faced BK London, and RDK gives him his instructions – to crush Latino in a shower of splintering wood.
The Confrontation appears friendly...however the aftermath shows deception...
We see the ending of the infamous table match; BK's shooting star press, and Latino's eventual victory with the crucifix powerbomb. The fans cast their minds back as they see RDK's smirk wiped away, and BK's emergence as Ginger's ally which leaves RDK slammed through a table.
The confrontation is the only time the titans meet for a long while. RDK changes for the better though during his world title bout, a match he almost won...so close to victory...
A clip is shown of the finish in RDK and Bladeshadow's 2 of 3 falls match at Seven Deadly Sins For The World Title. RDK and Blade fight and fight until Blade manages to secure a sunset flip, getting the third fall and the one two three to retain his championship.
The Macho Man would then resign his commissionership and forgo his heelish ways that night, becoming one of the biggest faces in ACW. Close to the gold as he was, however he sought out new gold, the same with BK London...
We see BK London take on TNT at Emperor Of The Ring 2004. The battle goes back in forth however once BK London locks in the Excruciating Pain, TNT taps out and BK London is awarded the Entertainment title.
Later that night RDK battles it out with V-3 in an Iron Man Hell In A Cell Match, getting the deciding pinfall by moonsaulting off the top of a ladder which resides on top of the cell, hitting V-3 through three tables. Retaining his International title.
The two men walked out of EOTR, both champions. Enjoying their reigns much, they fought hard and well in defence of them. Eventually however, they would lose their belts, one to a great and noble person, the other due to being "hurt" by this same person. The two both had a common goal in mind, the ACW world title. However BK London would lose his title long before RDK, and get his chance at the ACW World title, as RDK did at Seven Deadly Sins...
We see BK London take on White Rose at Hellbound Heart, nearly attaining what could have been his: The World title. However he misses his SSP, allowing Rose to score the pinfall on him.
BK London would not be discouraged by this however, he would continue to try and get shots at the title...[/b]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 26, 2005 16:11:09 GMT -5
BK London is shown once again battling Rose for the world title. It again appears London will win with the SSP, however Yoko interferes, smacking him with her mallet multiple times allowing Rose to retain the title by disqualification.
RDK as well as many others were soon setting their eyes on the championship as well. It was now not only BK after the title. Since there was confusion over who should get the shot, a 10 man battle royale was held to see who was worthy...
The few short seconds of film evoke the carnage still burned into the minds of the fans. The shot lingers on Torak and Cordelia as they gaze upon the destruction they have wrought.
Cordelia: Torak, honey….I think we’re going to like it here.
Torak and Cordelia went on to become one of the greatest and most dominant forces in ACW from that day, however that was besides the fact that there was obviously more then one top contender for the world title, so at Winter's Discontent, The White Rose defended her belt in a 6 man hell in a cell evolved match...However there was one man who wanted to give his opinion on the superstars before the match...and that was BK London...
A clip of BK’s pre match promo appears.
BK: Now this is one of the biggest matches of my career, Some people are thinking: Hey BK, how are you gonna win a match of a kind you’ve never fought before? How are you gonna beat five other men and women, in TWO rings?. Well indeed this is gonna be the most dangerous match I have been in to date, but let me assure you that it doesn't matter which match is this, it could be a Hell in a Cell, a Rage in a Cage, a Painus in Uranus, all I know is that I will make history tonight. Even if I have to beat Sucky Sucky Five Dollar Yoko. Or I have to pin the Biggest Faggot on the face of this earth Bladeshadow. Or maybe Surion, Oh who gives a damn about Surion. Or possibly RDK, The Overgrown Kool-Aid Pitcher, Or maybe I will beat the ACW Champion Rose. But the fact of the matter is that someone.....
BK points up to the massive overgrown Cell raised over the ring.
BK: Someone will BEG......FOR....MERCY. !!!
Finally, possibly The Match Of All of these superstar's lives began as White Rose put her ACW world title on the line in a 6 person metal mayhem...
Everyone remembers the ending to this classic match, and the video shows the last few seconds, the double pin by Rose and BK, and Philip’s breathless announcement of the result.
Philip: Here….is your…..winner, and still…..ACW Champion………Alexandra Kaesar!
BK London was very close to achieving his goal of winning the ACW Championship that day, however he fell short for the third time. RDK, after realizing he had lost, knew that he would now stop at nothing to get the title he had also been close to recapturing on more then one occasion...Rose eventually vacated the belt, setting up a tournament for many of the top talents, among them were RDK and BK London...their time had come to prove themselves...no White Rose...no Bladeshadow...however obstacles remained nonetheless...
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 26, 2005 16:12:58 GMT -5
The Titantron Shows clips of what happened in the ACW World title tournament as "Get What You Give" by New Radicals hits the arena.....
One..Two...ONE TWO THREE OWWOOOOW!
BK taking advantage of Angelo's Italian Decimator to cover Yoko in the tournament...
"Wake up kids We've got the dreamers disease!"
A clip of Atomic Kitsune hitting the Ground Zero on Surion to advance.
"Age 14 they got you down on your knees"
A clip of RDK defeating Bob after BK hits Bob with the Shades Of Shawn Michaels
"So polite, you're busy still saying please"
The music in the video now changes to "Run" by Collective Soul
"All These Times Contagious."
"I've never been this bored before..."
BK London hits From Brooklyn To London on Atomic Kitsune to advance to the world title finals...
"Is this the price I've...
...Waaaaaaited for?"
RDK nails the Macho Slam on TNT getting the 1-2-3 count and advancing to the world title finals as the music changes to "It's My Life" by Bon Jovi
This ain't a song for the broken-hearted
No silent prayer for faith-departed
RDK: Then we have the biggest piece...of Monkey crap, to ever grace, god's green earth... The-The-the-the-the-the-the-LONDON!! It’s the London, Oooh yeah, the whiny bitchy bitch who thinks I’m no more then a kool aid pitcher wannabe. Well guess what London, if I RECALL, you never had the world title belt, OOOOH YEAH!
I ain't gonna be just a face in the crowd You're gonna hear my voice When I shout it out loud
The ending of BK and Kiley’s tag match with Rena and RDK……
It's my life It's now or never I ain't gonna live forever I just want to live while I'm alive It's my life!!!!
RDK: Now BK London, I am quite impressed with your victory over me last week on meltdown, my last match of 2004. Incredible victory son, but RDK was not at 100% and neither were you, we must settle our differences in the ring at a later date my friend, a later date. For if I hope to attain the world title I must beat you, the only other major threat to it. Let it be known that the Macho Man WILL attain the world championship in the year 2005! A new era is arising, The MachoMania era! MachoMania will spark off again and the whole word will beckon in its presence like it did ages ago!
My heart is like an open highway Like Frankie said I did it my way I just wanna live while I'm alive It's my life!!!
BK London: Last week on Meltdown RDK called me a piece of monkey crap, a whiny bitchy bitch. Well RDK, when will you realize that you can call me all the names you want but we both know one on one you cannot beat me. At Winter's Discontent I had you covered for the three but Rose got the cover first. And last week on Meltdown, you proved you can talk the talk but you can't walk the walk as I took you out with The Revolver and covered you for the one, two, three. RDK, you became a first hand victim of The London, and when you wake up in the mirror you tell yourself that you are the best Superstar in ACW that you are the top of the crop. RDK, you, me, the fans.. Kevin over here, Earl the Janitor over there... We all know that you are past your prime, you only held the ACW Championship for what, 30, 40 minutes. I can guarantee you that when I win it will be a lot longer that, and I will do anything to win that title.
This is for the ones who stood their ground For Tommy and Gina who never backed down Tomorrow's getting hard make no mistake Luck ain't even lucky Got to make your owns breaks
As the music reaches its peak, we see the ending of BK and RDK’s verbal showdown, just prior to Ragnarok, the night of the World Championship match.
BK: Are you done RDK? Are you done making an ass of yourself? Are you done preaching your mindless dribble? Because I am putting up with you for the last time, the bitching and complaining is over. I am taking matters in my own hands and I say, Why wait 'til Ragnarok? Let's get it on tonight.
RDK: You wanna get it on tonight. I say bring it on. But BK, let me tell you this...once you step in the ring with me tonight...don't count on being able to walk out.
…I just wanna live while I'm alive It's my life!!!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 26, 2005 16:13:54 GMT -5
The music then changes to "Fortuna" by Carl Orff and the mood of the video becomes climatic and serious.
O Fortuna velut luna statu variabilis,
semper crescis aut decrescis; vita detestabilis…
The crowd and the fans at home see the ending of that infamous match, and Ginger’s treachery to one of his most loyal friends and supporters; the chairshot, and BK’s SSP.
Philip: Here is your winner……and NEW ACW World Champion……BK LONDON!
nunc obdurat et tunc curat ludo mentis aciem,
The fans watch their counterparts on the video howl with rage and sadness.
BK: Oh, you people disapprove? Well screw you! If you want to boo, I’ll give you something to boo!
egestatem, potestatem dissolvit ut glaciem.
BK throws down the mic; RDK is just about finding his feet, but BK grabs him and throws him into the corner so that he strikes back – first and slumps down. BK slides out of the ring and grabs something from underneath it – there’s a gleam of metal, and as the camera gets closer, the item is revealed as a pair of handcuffs. BK pulls RDK’s hands behind him and cuffs him so that he’s restrained by the ring post, and Ginger has already picked up the steel chair as BK re – enters….
Sors immanis et inanis, rota tu volubilis,
BK takes the chair, and smirks at the crowd; the camera shows the first head – splitting shot, but as BK’s fury mounts up it has to cut away. The look of utter shock on the faces of the crowd tells the story, and blow after blow is heard – but then the crowd roars, and the rest of the Nation comes rushing out from the back. Ginger, however, is ready for them, with BK’s discarded mic in hand.
Ginger: I suggest that if any of you want to hold on to your jobs, you stay well back from this ring.
status malus, vana salus semper dissolubilis,
BK laughs and lays down 2 or 3 shots in plain sight of Bob, Amo, and Kross, though by now RDK is totally senseless. BK finally throws the chair aside, and everyone watching is sickened by the bloody form of the Macho Man, unable to defend himself from the assault. BK steps out of the ring, and Ginger follows; they pass by the Nation on the ramp, and it’s clear that all of them, even the normally placid Kross, are struggling to contain their anger. BK rubs it in one final time, posing on the ramp as an equally cocky Kiley joins him.
The Nation hurry to RDK’s side as the EMTs are at last able to reach the ring; the final shot of the show captures both their anguish, and BK and Ginger’s triumph as they watch from the stage.
obumbrata et velata michi quoque niteris; nunc per ludum dorsum nudum fero tui sceleris.
The fans are still angry, even now, as they watch those moments played back on video. The footage moves on, and we see the “Mini Pain Inc” scene devised by Ginger and BK.
Sors salutis et virtutis
BK(sarcastically): Oh no, here comes Pain Inc and RDK Ginger, head for the hills!!!
BK continues to abuse the pint sized doppelgangers…..
est affectus et defectus
BK superkicks the girl squad into touch…… semper in angaria.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 26, 2005 16:14:45 GMT -5
BK keeps going, only to run into some opposition…….
Mini-RDK: You screwed RDK, OoOoOoOoO Yeah !!
The music is peaking, and the video brings the warring duo into tight, slow motion focus.
Hac in hora sine mora
BK London: …..How many OoOoh Yeahs and Jabronis is it gonna take before you get the fact that I'm way better than you in every possible way through your thick skull RDK?
corde pulsum tangite
RDK: ……It's a fact, not a myth bruda! I AM better then you!…….
quod per sortem sternit fortem,
The images change quickly, BK, RDK, BK, RDK until the music hits the final, soaring line….
mecum omnes plangite!
The last of the sequential scenes ends with the last moments of the confrontation on Warfare, and a shot of the injured RDK being attended to by medics.
"O Fortuna" ends as "Harder To Breath" by Maroon 5 plays, and the screen text returns as the video reaches its climax.
The premier Former World's champ has a mission
RDK Rock Bottoming TNT
His mission will be to go into Bloody Valentine, and step up for the title once again...for all his machomaniacs...
Shows RDK playing to the crowd in one of his many promos...
BK London goes in a fraud, a deceiver. His mission will be to put down The Macho Man once and for all...
London hitting the revolver on Kross
Two Titans Will Go Into This PPV. However one is a saint...the other...a sinner...Only one immortal will come out...The Undisputed winner...
The video ends with a single shot of BK, RDK and the World title, and the fans break out into spontaneous applause as the show goes to its final commercial break.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 26, 2005 16:16:39 GMT -5
Match 10: RDK vs. BK London - ACW World Title Match – 3 Strikes You’re Out!
The video has the fans hyped up beyond belief, and Philip turns his mic up to the max to ensure that he’s heard over the din.
Philip: We have reached tonight’s main event, a Three Strikes You’re out match for the ACW World Championship!
”Macho Man” starts to play, and the fans go wild in anticipation of the challenger’s arrival.
Philip: Introducing first, from Yellowknife Canada…..the leader of the NoA, the Macho Man RDK!
RDK walks out accompanied by a massive pyro blast. He holds up his arms, getting the fans even more on his side, and steps into the ring with a look of sheer determination on his face. Then he stands and waits; he knows exactly what is required of him. Though there’s no outward sign of it, the fans are all wondering what effect the sprained vertebrae diagnosed on RDK after Warfare will have on this match.
“Two Words” starts to play and the fans boo as BK comes out to an even louder pyro explosion, which almost, but not quite, drowns out the boos from the fans.
Philip: And his opponent, from Brooklyn New York…….. the reigning ACW World Champion, BK London!
BK walks to the ring holding his belt on his shoulder – his gaze never leaves RDK, who stares back at him. BK enters the ring and the staredown continues – it goes on, and on, for almost a minute, during which time the referee takes the belt and holds it up before passing it to the outside.
The referee decides that this isn’t going to end on its own, and the fans cheer as he signals for the starting bell.
Bell Rings.
RDK and BK approach one another and there’s a little hand to hand contact before the first full grapple. Both men exert as much strength as they can, fixing one another in place until RDK manages to find a little extra energy and pulls off a suplex. BK responds immediately with a rapid snap suplex as RDK tries to build some momentum, and BK goes for a pin, but RDK kicks when the count’s barely passed 1. Another lockup ensues and BK shoves RDK away; a few taunts are exchanged and then RDK ups the pace, running forward for a clothesline. BK ducks, RDK hits the ropes and comes back – BK attempts a spinebuster but RDK throws his weight so that he goes over BK’s shoulders, and as he rolls he hooks BK’s arms so that he ends up sitting with BK’s shoulders to the mat. It’s an unstable pin and BK breaks it with no great difficulty at the 2 count, however it’s a warning to him that he can’t afford to be complacent. Both men get up and it’s almost an action replay – RDK goes for another clothesline which BK ducks, however this time they both spin around to face one another very quickly. RDK reacts marginally faster and delivers a kick to the gut, following up with a forcefull DDT into the canvas that makes the fans wince a little. Eager to get off the mark RDK pins and hooks the leg, and the referee counts, but BK responds at 2.5 and rolls out of the ring. RDK’s up and sees the opportunity straight away – he rushes to the ropes and hits a springboard moonsault to the outside, however BK just gets out of the way and RDK lands hard, paying the price for his risky move and jarring his spine in a way he really can’t afford to more than a couple of times if he wants to go the distance in this match.
Since this is a streetfight – style match, the competitors are at liberty to make use of whatever should come to hand in the way of weaponry. BK has a quick peek under the apron, perhaps looking for some more errant sealife, but instead he finds a spare chair and pulls this out; BK takes a swing at RDK, who just about evades it and then kicks the chair back into BK’s chest. BK staggers and drops the chair, and RDK whips him away toward the steel steps – BK uses his agility to jump over them and spins around to be struck with a crossbody from RDK using those same steps for a takeoff point. The pair roll and pick themselves up, and those lucky enough to have front row seats are treated to an up close and personal view of two professionals at the top of their game. RDK can’t resist any chance to have a little fun; seeing a young, wide eyed fan with a pair of macho – esque shades on their head, RDK lays down a couple of chops to BK, takes the shades off of the surprised youngster, puts them on, and delivers a Rock Bottom. As BK finds his feet again he sends out a thunderous punch at RDK, but RDK catches his hand and holds up the other in a “whoa!” gesture; RDK carefully puts the shades back on the now thrilled fan before giving BK a thumbs up, a small but masterfully executed interlude. BK promptly whips RDK into the side of the ring and bundles him back in; as RDK gets up BK hits him with a Revolver and then looks to seal the pinfall requirement of the deal with his Shooting Star Press. He’s underestimated the Macho Man, however, and RDK kips up and dropkicks BK in mid air, sending the fans wild. RDK covers, and BK kicks at 2.5, showing that he too is not going to give up any of the three victories without a mighty battle.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Feb 26, 2005 16:18:28 GMT -5
With the match back in the ring there’s a brief lull as some straightforward chops and kicks are exchanged; BK and RDK know one another’s techniques so well that they’re both having to work very hard in order to try and come up with something that can take their opponent by surprise. BK decides that a complete change of tactic is required, and after a few more exchanges he whips RDK and them brings him down with a drop toe hold, converting neatly into a single leg crab. RDK’s brow furrows, but he remains focused and BK can only maintain the hold for about 20 seconds until RDK frees himself. As the pair stand up BK tries the Revolver again but RDK’s wise to this and he pushes BK away so that he can’t finish the move. BK charges back and clotheslines RDK down, and hits a simple leg drop; he runs to the corner but on reaching it he turns around and instead of climbing he runs back just as RDK’s getting up, to take advantage of RDK’s assumptions about what he’s doing. The only problem with this is that RDK is alerted by the crowd’s reaction, and BK runs straight into a Jabroni Buster – to – pin; the count is made, 1-2-th Kickout! The fans groan, RDK was incredibly close…. but now something seems to have ignited within BK, and he responds to the near fall with a stream of punches followed up with a whip into the corner and a turnbuckle splash. BK moves back out of the corner – RDK follows just a couple of seconds later, but this is all that BK needs. His Yakuza Kick from Hell connects and RDK falls backward; BK rushes past him before he even hits the mat and is in position on top of the turnbuckle before RDK’s mind has even registered what just happened. This time the Brooklyn to London hits, and it’s just enough for BK to keep RDK’s shoulders down for a 1-2-3.
Philip: BK London records a pinfall on the Macho Man!
The fans boo, but they know there’s still plenty of time for RDK to get back into the match, and a loud chant of “R—D-K, R-D-K” starts up. RDK has to find his feet quickly as BK’s already moving on – he tries to set RDK up in the Haas of Pain, but RDK prevents this and faces BK down. He gestures to the crowd, who start to chant even louder, and BK shouts back angrily at them. BK then takes a couple of stinging chops to the chest as RDK goes on the offensive, but he recovers and fights back; the crowd roars as the two superstars slug it out, each looking for a vulnerability that they can exploit. BK is the first to do so – he gets in a quick kick to the gut and then leg sweeps RDK to the mat, which gives him another chance to try and lock in his submission move of choice. This time it works and RDK screws up his eyes in pain; BK yells at RDK to tap, but the fans are far louder and they galvanize RDK into a response. Drawing on all his accrued strength and skill RDK reverses the hold into a cradle, from which he is able to free himself and hit BK with a legdrop. RDK pins at gets 2, but he’s just getting started – BK gets up only to be hit immediately with the Macho slam. A pin, a 2 count, and BK starts to feel as if he’s on a looping piece of film as he gets a Jabroni buster. The sequence continues – move, pin, kickout, move, pin, kickout, until after the third Macho Slam everyone is wondering if the stalemate will ever be broken. BK’s looking distinctly wobbly, however, and RDK decides to make his real play – this time it’s the Rock Bottom, and RDK pumps every bit of force he can muster into the move. He pins, the ref counts, and BK kicks – but this time it’s just marginally on the wrong side of 3. BK is furious and gets in the referee’s face, but the official will not be cowed by the World Champion and the timekeeper records the fall.
Philip: RDK now has a pinfall over BK London, and the match is tied.
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