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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 23, 2005 13:53:15 GMT -5
ACW Proudly Presents: Fallen HeroesSaturday 23rd April 2005 Schedule of Matches: ----------------------------------------------------------- Diva Round Robin Final for the ACW Diva Title Rena vs. Rei vs. Carma ----------------------------------------------------------- Vinnie Dulario vs. Donnie DeMarc ----------------------------------------------------------- Latino vs. Ginger ----------------------------------------------------------- Hunter vs TNT ----------------------------------------------------------- FSX vs Daredevil – ACW International title #1 contender ladder match ----------------------------------------------------------- Ridley vs. Alexandra “White Rose” Kaesar - Leather and Lace Deathmatch ----------------------------------------------------------- Yoko Satoshi vs. Alicia “Atomic” Kitsune - ACW World Title ----------------------------------------------------------- Fallen Heroes Grand Battle Royale Match -----------------------------------------------------------
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 23, 2005 13:55:40 GMT -5
Opening Segment: Stanton’s Home from Home (Credit: Yoko)
A huge pyro blast and fanfare heralds the start of Fallen Heroes; the arena is packed to capacity, and the fans look wildly happy as they wave their banners, all supporting their favourite superstars. They’re here for the biggest match ever staged by ACW, as well as a stellar undercard, and a hush quickly falls as the Titantron is pressed into action, to start the show off in good time.
As the camera fades in, we see a silver tile plastered on a door, reading "Mercer Stanton" in very fancy, cursive writing.
The camera pulls out to reveal Stanton and Elias standing beside the door.
Mercer: Welcome, one and all, to ACW’s 11th PPV Fallen Heroes. Before the show proper begins, I have something to share with you all, fans, crew, roster. This very room behind me used to belong to Ridley. It was called the Demon Pit. But I suppose you know that. Now, it's my personal office. I promised a tour of it, and here it is. Elias?
Elias opens the door of the room, and they step in. The camera follows. What was once the dark Demon Pit is now blindingly white. Pure white wallpaper and carpet, made even whiter by the lighting. The room is bigger now, all but one of the extra rooms have been demolished. Paintings cover small portions of the walls, and white furniture covers the floor. A white sofa, white chairs, a white table, and a white desk.
Mercer: Welcome! This is the main room, my new office. I do love the color white. Elias doesn't, but he can get over it.
Mercer pats Elias on the back.
Mercer: You'll notice that it's bigger than it used to be, I felt the extra rooms were useless. We did keep one though.
He goes over to the only remaining room which was originally Yoko's room, and opens the door, revealing a bathroom stall and a toilet.
Mercer: We kept this one to be the bathroom.
He closes the door and slowly walks around his office, looking at the paintings. They all appear to be grotesque in some way, with ghastly acts being performed in them. The camera focuses on one particular painting, of a colossal bipedal doglike creature, holding a full grown man in his hand like a candy bar, and chewing on his head.
Mercer: You like that one? That's of some ghoul. Amazingly lifelike, don't you think? The artist was Richard Upton Pickman, he was perhaps the greatest unknown artist of his time. Definitely one of my favorites, but bring your attention over here, to my new favorite painting.
The camera slowly moves away from the Ghoul, as if glued to it, but eventually moves to Stanton. He's pointing to a familiar painting.
Mercer: Ginger gave this one to me, it was very nice of him. It's the Sad Crying Clown in an Iron Lung. Unfortunately, I do not know the artist.
He looks at it for a moment, then sits down at his desk.
Mercer: That's it, basically. My office is now open, so remember, come see me for your everyday needs! Escort the cameraman out of here, Elias.
Elias looks at the camera, and the cameraman quickly leaves the room on his own, closing the door behind him.
End Segment.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 23, 2005 13:56:54 GMT -5
Segment: A woman’s ways (Credit: Blade)
As the scene fades in, Blade is shown in his locker room shuffling through his gym bag. His wife, Rei, comes into the scene and leans against the doorway. Blade seems too busy and takes a second before noticing someone is there. He then looks up and his expression immediately becomes visibly more upbeat as his heart, as usual, skips a beat at the site of the beautiful women before him.
Rei: Hey Sweetheart, mind if I come in?
Blade: Of course honey.
Rei comes into the locker room and practically leaps into Blade’s arms and they have a long embrace. Rei even peels down Blade’s mask (something ONLY Rei is allowed to do) and they share a kiss, eliciting a loud “aww” response from the audience. After a few more touching moments, the pair finally separate and sit down on the new couch in the corner of the locker room.
Blade: Well, it seems like tonight is your first Title shot, isn’t it dear?
Rei: Yes it is.
Blade: Remember how nervous I was at Uncensored for my first title shot?
Rei: Yeah, I remember I had to give you a 30 minute massage just to loosen you up enough to be able to walk to the ring
Blade: Well whatever you did, it worked miracles.
Rei: I guess it did.
The two share a quick laugh.
Rei: But actually, I’m not very nervous at all to be honest.
Blade: Really? I’m surprised, I thought you would be a wreck.
Rei: Nah, I’m used to the ring now, and to tell the truth, Rena and Carma aren’t the biggest competition around.
Blade: I don’t know about that, I hear they are two of the toughest in the entire division.
Rei: Oh they are…but if anything all that does is show just how sad the competition in the diva division really is.
Blade: I see….
Rei: Yeah, and the only reason those two are even here is because of how much they slept around. Carma gave enough blow jobs to the high ups to make her title reigns a breeze. And Rena is the only one around who is an even bigger slut. In fact…<br> She leans in close to Blade.
Rei: The only reason I heard Rena even passed that “wrestling school” much less as quickly as she did, was only because she fucked every guy there until they gave her a degree.
Blade: Wow, I had heard stories, and there was at least one time they came on to me….but I just assumed it was friendly flirting, I never thought any of them were serious. I must be more naïve than I thought.
Rei: Yes you are….but that’s why I love you.
Rei smiles and Blade simply laughs lightly.
Blade: Thanks….I guess.
Rei: You’re very much welcome.
Blade: Well anyway, you shouldn’t have anything to worry about as it is. Trust me, they can say they went to whatever wrestling school they want, you still had much better training than those two could ever dream of, I’m sure.
Rei: Yes…you have been a great teacher.
Blade: Well, it takes a great student to make a great teacher, and you were always a quick learner.
Rei Blushes slightly at the compliment.
Rei: Well…here’s hoping it will be enough.
Blade: I’m sure it will be, I taught you nearly everything I know.
Rei: Nearly?
Blade: well…I kept back a few things, just in case you may need to increase your skill level later on. Not to mention the new things I learned while I was away.
Rei: Yeah….that was a rough time….but the time before it was even worse…<br> Blade: Yeah, I am grateful to RDK for taken care of things to make sure you were kept safe while Jack had me under control. I really don’t know what would have happened had I seen you while Jack had full control over me…<br> Rei: I’m certain you would have done just as you did at Ragnarok and taken back your self control.
Blade: Well I am glad we will never have to find that out.
Rei: Yup, Plus after that, while you trained it was like a giant slumber party every night, so it wasn’t SO bad.
Blade: Oh yea, your friends, I nearly forgot about them, how are Serena and the girls?
Rei: They are doing good as always. Oh that reminds me….
Her voice is casual, but her eyes show that her next question is a serious one.
Rei: I have been hearing rumors about you and Alexandra…<br> Blade: Rose? What about her?
Rei: I heard you were flirting with her?
Blade: WHAT?….Nonono. We MAY be becoming friends, but I assure you that is as far as it goes. You know you’re the only one I will ever love.
Rei: I know, and I trust you, but I wanted to make sure as it does seem odd considering you are nothing like them…<br> Blade: Well if anything I really just want to get Ridley and her back together, they always seemed so….what I guess they would believe passed for happy, and I guess I just want to see them live happily ever after, like we will…<br> Blade grasps her hand in his own and rubs it.
Rei: Heh….you’re playing matchmaker aren’t you?
Blade: Yeah…I guess I am.
Rei laughs.
Rei: Honey, it is the GIRLS who usually play matchmaker, not the guys.
Blade: Hey, would YOU want to get in between those two?
Rei: HELL NO, I would probably be killed.
Blade: Exactly, normally a woman would play the matchmaker, but this is no ordinary relationship, and I think this is one where it would be best if a man handled it.
Rei: I guess you’re right. Well anyway, good luck in the rumble, I’m sure you will come out on top, you always do.
Blade: Well, normally I do….except for last night, when YOU came on top.
Rei laughs and smacks him on the shoulder. Blade rubs it feigning injury and they both get up off the couch.
Rei: Well I suppose I have to go get dressed for my match, I’ll see you after the rumble, ok?
Blade: Yup, I love you.
Rei: I love you too.
The couple embraces and kisses once again. Rei then turns and walks out of the locker room, waving goodbye before leaving, and the scene goes to black.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 23, 2005 13:58:01 GMT -5
Segment: It's Not Over (Credit: Hunter / Senator)
The scene fades in to reveal an already parked blue Toyota. Seeing it before, the fans recognize it as Hunter's non-limo automobile. They start cheering, but there are again boos. Then there are boos against the people who boo, and eventually everyone's booing. Not too good for someone's self-esteem, is it? Anyway, Hunter steps out of the car and carries his bag behind him. He closes the door and locks it (with a key, not that fancy high-tech stuff). He walks to the Senatorial Office and stops in front of the door. He jumps in place, slaps himself, and puts on what can easily be known as the fakest and cheesiest smile known to mankind. He opens the door and finds the Senator and Kevin Fitsharris inside. He quickly walks by Fitsharris, but Senator isn't one to be fooled so easily.
Senator: Hang on a moment, Hunter. I want to talk to you.
Hunter mutters something under his breath.
Senator: What was that?
Hunter: Nothing.
Senator shrugs and turns his attention back to Fitsharris.
Senator: Okay, you know what to do. I will speak with you later.
Fitsharris: Thanks, bossman, I'll make sure Kalb's recovering ok.
Fitsharris leaves and closes the door behind him. Hunter stands silently.
Senator: Have a seat.
Hunter: I'm fine.
Senator: Listen, I do not appreciate what you have been doing and how you have been acting recently. Pull yourself together! If not for yourself, then do it for the stable!
Hunter: I've got bigger problems right now.
Senator: Like what?
Hunter: T-
Senator: -NT? You should not worry about him. Fallen easily disposed of him last month, and you can follow in his footsteps. Any other worries?
Hunter: Um...maybe that I'm getting...
Senator: ...stalked? Relax, you set up that camera. There should not be a problem anymore.
Hunter: Look, I know you want something. What is it?
Senator: Will you be able to...
Hunter: ...help you win the battle royale? Yeah, no problem. I don't even need to win it. Tonight is all about you.
He smirks at his impersonation.
Senator: Well, that is good to hear, I suppose, well, I shall be looking forward to that match.
Hunter: As shall I...
He snickers.
Senator: You know very well that I do not appreciate being mocked!
Hunter: And I don't appreciate getting my time wasted!
The audience can easily see the Senator's smile quickly turning into a frown. He looks rather annoyed.
Senator: When I chose you to be a prime member of the stable, I expected the best. You were one half of the best tag team in ACW history, and you were poised to strike out onto a successful singles career. You had the raw potential to go to the main event! But you have now lost your past five matches. I am very worried about you.
Hunter: Relax, as my stalker would say. I'll take care of it.
Senator gets up and fixes his suit.
Senator: I am sorry that I have to leave. But, if you will excuse me, I have other business to attend to.
Hunter motions towards the door.
Hunter (sarcastically): Oh, by all means, use the amazing contraption that keeps you from the hallway.
Senator simply shakes his head, sighs and walks out, with presumably his own match in mind. Hunter scoffs and opens the locker room door.
Hunter: DAMMIT!!!
He charges out the door and leaves the camera focused on an all-too-familiar message:
PARKING LOT
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 23, 2005 13:59:41 GMT -5
Match 1: Diva Round Robin Final for the ACW Diva Title Rena vs. Rei vs. Carma (Credit: Latino)
The fans are eager to see if Hunter will finally catch his stalker tonight; in the meantime, however, it’s time for the opening match. Philip gets a loud pop as he enters the ring.
Phillip: This first match is scheduled for one fall and is a Triple Threat Match for the ACW Diva Championship!! In order for a winner and new champion to be declared the current champion does NOT need to be pinned. Coming to the ring, from Okinawa, Japan…..Rei Peacecraft!!
"Rawkfist" by Thousand foot Klutch starts playing as the fans instantly get on their feet. Many are holding up signs that say “Rei is a goddess” and “Rei for Diva Champ!” She smiles as she walks down to the ring. Men go nuts as she walks by and watch her enter the ring. She waves around to all the fans as they keep cheering her until Carma’s theme breaks them out of their happiness.
Phillip: And the next challenger from Charlotte, North Carolina, USA...Carma!!
As Carma’s “Supermodel” by Ru Paul starts playing Carma is welcomed by a larger amount of boos by the crowd. Though there are a few men who still cheer for her relentlessly Carma keeps walking down the ramp obviously very ready for her match that she has worked hard to make it to. She slides inside the ring and stares up at one of her opponents. As she gets up she starts talking trash to Rei and the two exchange verbal words normally not fit for ACW television. The ref tries to intervene but both women stop as the final competitor is announced.
Phillip: Coming to the ring she is the reigning ACW Diva champion…….Rena!!!
“Work It” by Missy Elliot starts playing as Rena comes out with the Diva title draped over her shoulder. The fans hold nothing back as they call her many names and booing her nearly out of the building. She doesn’t let any of it affect her as she looks down at the ring at her two competitors. She enters the ring stepping in between the middle ropes and holds up her title taunting Rei and Carma.
The Bell Rings.
Before Rena can give her title to the referee Carma attacks her from behind with a forearm to the back. She grabs a hold of Rena and runs her straight into the turnbuckle. Carma tries for a running clothesline but Rei comes up with her own knocking down Carma on her back. She turns her towards Rena who kicks her in the face. She jumps on the top turnbuckle and jumps down with an axe handle smash. Rei falls back a few steps down to one knee. She charges back at Rena and tries for a spear but Rena jumps out of the way. Carma comes out of nowhere with a crossbody block. She immediately goes for the pin as the ref slams down on the mat, One..T-kickout by Rena. Carma grabs Rena by the head and starts banging her head against the mat repeatedly. Rei comes over and kicks Carma in the face. She drops down and goes for the cover herself as the ref counts once more, One, Two-kickout again by Rena.
Rei gets up taking a few steps back. The fans now are cheering Rei’s name repeatedly showing off who is the fan favorite in the match. She runs to the ropes and springsboards off the middle with a lionsault. Carma comes from the side with a quick eye rake. As Rei stumbles around holding her eyes in pain Carma grabs a hold of her and lifts her up in position of the powerbomb. Rei grabs a hold of Carma’s head and reverses the move into a hurricanrana knocking Carma down Rena who is still laid out on the mat. Both women are laid out as if they just went through a car wreck. Rei leans against the ropes as she hears throughout the arena “Rei! Rei! Rei!” She climbs the turnbuckle slowly obviously showing the match is taking a toll on her body. As she sits up top looking down at the two opponents she starts yelling for one of them to get up. Both Rena and Carma start getting up not knowing what the hell is going on. She jumps with locks her ankles around Carma’s head while at the same time grabbing a hold of Rena’s arm flipping them both over with the takedown.
All three women are on the mat now as Rei crawls over to the closest opponent. She drapes her arm over Carma trying for the pin once more. One…Two…Thr- Rena breaks the count as the attacks Rei. Rena stands up taking Rei along with. She grabs a hold of Rei and quickly pulls off the Twist of Fate. Rena for the first time in the match goes for the pin One….Two….Th- Carma pushes off Rena and goes for the pin herself. Before the referee can count Rena pulls Carma off of Rei and slaps her across the face. Carma jumps on Rena knocking her down onto the mat. She again slams Rena’s head against the mat. Rei starts to show signs of life again as she works her way to the turnbuckles. Carma gets up and with a snapmare throws Rena across ring by her hair. Rei flies from the turnbuckle at Carma and locks on the hurricanrana nailing it perfectly. She jumps onto of Carma and hooks the leg as the referee makes the count One..Two….Three!
Phillip: Here is your winner and NEW ACW Diva champion, Rei!
As the bell rings, Rei looks around surprised at what she just heard Phillip say. She looks around even more for the gold she has been in search of the past several weeks. The ref hands her the title and she hugs close to herself. It’s obvious that hard work does pay off as she holds up the title. Rena looks up finally realizing the match is over. Carma is still out cold on the mat not sure of what has happened. Rei rolls to the outside before Rena can try anything and jumps in the crowd celebrating as they themselves are going crazy with joy.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 23, 2005 14:01:19 GMT -5
Segment: Fight, not Flight (Credit: Davey Marvel)
The scene begins with Davey Marvel carrying the ACW Entertainment Title and being accompanied by his trainer turned manager "Revenant." They walk through the parking garage area as the fans react with joy, to see Davey enter into what could be a huge night in young grappler's career. They have made their way through a back door and into the arena. Rev appears to be talking strategy on tonight’s big 30 man over the top rope royal rumble styled match. This is Davey's first attempt at such a match so he needs all the advice Rev has to give out. They have now made their way into the New Breed locker room which is currently empty of the other New Breeders.
Rev: Now I know you like all that high flyin' high risk stuff Davey but tonight is not the night for that. You have to stay grounded and not give anyone an opportunity to eliminate you.
Davey: Okay I got it. It is gonna be hard to fight that urge to take flight on some poon out there but I will try...
Rev: Davey I trained you and I know that you are well rounded enough to stick to a ground attack. You are just going to have to stick to the basics that's all.
Davey: Yeah I understand. Hey ya know how I had that "idea" that I talked to Ginger about?
Rev: Yeah, what did he say?
Davey: He said he didn't have a problem with it. Actually I believe his exact words were "I wish other people around here were willing to do that."
Rev: So when are you going make the challenge?
Davey: I am thinking this Thursday would be perfect.
Rev: Now you sure you want to go through with this?
Davey: Yes! I have never been more sure in my life. I have to do this Rev and you of all people should know that. I mean if it wasn't for what you said I would have never thought of this. So don't forget that...
Rev (Raises his voice): Ya, but christ Davey I didn't want you to go conjuring up crazy ideas that could get you hurt or possibly end your career.
Davey: I don't see that happening and frankly I just don't care. I have to prepare for the Royale tonight so I gotta go get dressed in my gear and when I come out you had better be in a little better of a mood, you grumpy gus.
Davey walks off to a side room out of sight from the camera as Rev chuckles at what Davey just said.
Rev: Did he just call me a "grumpy gus?"
End of segment.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 23, 2005 14:02:16 GMT -5
Segment: 'Thanks for saving me that time...' (Credit: DD)
The scene cuts to elsewhere backstage, where Daredevil is performing some leg stretches out in the hallway. He suddenly stops, seeing Froggy staggering along the hallway with an icepack covering his head. DD goes up to him.
DD: Hey, man
Froggy: Oh, hello Daredevil. Well done keeping Lightweight Title, yes?
Froggy staggers around a little more. DD helps him to sit down on a nearby chair.
DD: Yeah, thanks a lot. Sorry about eliminating you though, brother, but you know how it is. I've really grown attached to this belt, so I would do as much as possible to keep it.
Froggy: Don't worry. Title before friends, I understand now.
DD sighs.
DD: Actually, I wouldn't exactly put it that way, Froggy. I feel very guilty about a few things, you know. I mean, you've saved me recently from getting ambushed. Like the World Title match when McCarty tried to interfere, or earlier tonight when the Santanas were sure to eliminate me. I would want to thank you for that, but how do I repay you? I eliminate you from the match, and fail to help you when you got beaten down in that 6-on-2 attack. I'm really sorry about that.
Froggy: Oh, no problems, Daredevil. The attack, only Fallout members, not outside members business.
DD pauses for a second.
DD: Say, Froggy. You said before that you wanted a tag team titles match, didn't you?
Froggy: Yes, but I have not found person to tag with.
DD: Well, do you want to tag with me? I mean, it's the least I can do for you, after what's happened...
Froggy: That would be great! I cannot wait for to tell Biff this!
Froggy looks around.
Froggy: Sorry, Daredevil. Must go see doctor about head! Thankyou!
DD: Ok, I'll talk to you later. Later, Froggy
Froggy leaves, and DD continues his stretches.
Camera fades out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 23, 2005 14:03:08 GMT -5
Segment: Closer to the Time (Credit: BK)
BK London is seen at the coffee table pouring out some hot water for some coffee to drink before his match later tonight. He begins to put in the coffee mix and the 3 spoons of sugar before he hears his name echoing down the hall. BK London looks up and his face now becomes increasingly aggravated as none other than ACW's own Gary approaches BK. BK then get a hold of himself and is cool calm and collected now as Gary comes closer to him now running and waving down the hallway.
Gary: Hey BK !!!
Gary continues running toward BK but then trips and falls right in front of the feet of London. BK being the noble sport he is chuckles and helps up one of Fallout's brightest superstars.
BK: Watch out there kiddo !!
Gary holds his head as BK picks him up and Gary hugs BK. BK reluctantly hugs him back. The two separate and Gary goes into his pocket and pulls out a box of Juicy Juice.
BK: So what's up Gary?
BK sips his freshly brewed coffee as he watches Gary struggle to put the straw into the hole.
Gary: I am excited for the Fallen Heroes Rumble, Yay !!! And it’s...it’s..it’s later tonight...
BK: Yeah it is…<br> Gary: And I'm gonna be in it and...and..RDK...and.Wyvern....and Bladeseika...and TNT....and Latino....and....and...Senator..and…<br> BK: You know I am gonna be in it too?
Gary: No Way!
BK: Way…and I am gonna win it too.
Gary continues to struggle to put the straw in the box of juice and Gary begins to shake his head from side to side.
Gary: That is not what I heard…<br> BK: Is that so...
Gary: Yup...Yup...I...I...heard that Angelo is going to win it and he is....he is...gonna eliminate…you.
BK: Please Gary...me get eliminated by Chef Boyardee...that’s impossible...I am gonna win...
Gary: Oh...Oh…BK...remember the time in the Boss for a Day Battle Royale..when...when...I threw you over the top rope?
BK begins to get aggravated again but calms down once more.
BK: Yes...I....seem to remember that somewhere...
Gary: I was all like wham....and bam....and then...I tossed you over the rope and you went CRASH !!!
In all his excitement Gary squeezes the box of juice and the apple juice comes out of it and begins drenching BK in all its fruity goodness. BK's temper is wearing thin and he is now pissed off.
BK: GAARRYYYY !!!!
Gary: Uh-Oh…<br> Gary quickly races out of the scene and BK is left dripping wet in fruit punch.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 23, 2005 14:04:08 GMT -5
Segment: The Attacker Speaks (Credit: Hunter)
Hunter charges into the parking lot before the camera can even fade in. He looks around frantically.
Hunter: Where are you? WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU!?
Something moves in the darkness behind him. Hunter turns around and gasps.
Hunter: ...the hell?
Hunter charges into the darkness but can't find anything. Suddenly, a chilling laugh comes from the darkness.
??: I'm right here.
A few rustles can be heard in the darkness.
??: Too slow.
The rustling stops. Hunter can be heard panting.
Hunter: What...what do you want?
??: To play.
Hunter: What the hell is wrong with you?
The voice cackles.
??: You should know.
Hunter: Why don't you just come out and show yourself?
??: That's not fun.
Hunter: Fuck fun! I want to know who you are!
??: You will...eventually.
The cameraman cannot get a good shot of the proprietor of the voice. It is far too dark to see anyone, even Hunter.
Hunter: Why are you doing this!?
??: All in due time my friend.
Hunter: I'm not your fucking friend you psychopath!
??: Uh, such a dirty mouth. Maybe I should wash out your mouth with soap. Cage used to like doing that, I know.
Hunter: What...what the...what the fuck did you say?
??: Cage. You know, your paralyzed brother? He sends his regards.
Hunter: What are you talking about? Who are you?
??: Oh come on! That spoils the fun! Until then, my messages will entertain me enough.
Hunter: Why me?
??: This isn't twenty questions. I say what I want and I tell you what I want. You can't force any answers out of me, and you know it. Until the right time comes, I'll go.
Hunter: No! You stay!
??: No, I don't believe I will. Oh, and good luck in your match tonight. I hear TNT is no pushover.
Footsteps can be heard coming towards the camera. The cameraman gets excited, hoping to catch a glimpse of the mysterious attacker. Unfortunately, the person who comes out of the shadows is Hunter, not the attacker.
Cameraman: Wh-where-
Hunter: He ran off.
Hunter has his head hung low. He then remembers something and quickly runs off screen.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 23, 2005 14:04:55 GMT -5
Segment: Final Preparations (Credit: Angelo)
Out in the backstage, the scene opens to show Angelo walking into G-Unit’s locker room.
Angelo: Hey guys.
Gooey: Hey there…nacho?
Gooey extends his hand and a plate of nachos and cheese.
Angelo: No thanks, gotta stay in focus and not really eat stuff like that before the match…ah what the hell, give me one.
Angelo takes a nacho and dips it in cheese.
Angelo: So okay, is the job all set?
Jonny: Yea,h pretty much.
Gooey: Just have a couple more things to do.
Angelo: Okay, good. Well tonight’s our night guys. Remember we’re a team. Our three biggest threats are BK, RDK, and Senator. We gotta take care of them early in the match. Remember the more we work as a team, the longer we’ll last in this battle royale. But once our main rivals are gone, it’s every man for himself. Gooey, you could be eliminated by Jonny, or vice versa. G-Unit, you could turn on me and throw me over. It’s just this prize, it makes anyone do anything to win. So guys, get ready to go out there and do our best. I gotta go make an announcement. I may see ya later for the…”job”…….. If not, then see ya out in the ring.
Angelo leaves the room, leaving Jonny to start warming up, and Gooey to finish his “preparations” in peace.
Fade out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 23, 2005 14:06:03 GMT -5
Match 2: Vinnie Dulario vs. Donnie DeMarc (Credit: Vinnie) The second match of the night is about to get under way, and a tense silence falls over the crowd as Phillip steps into the ring with a microphone. The crowd waits for his trademark voice as he pauses for dramatic effect.Phillip: Ladies and Gentlemen, this is the second match of the evening, and is scheduled for one fall!!! The crowd rise to their feet and cheer as the action is prepared to start.Phillip: First, making his way to the ring, from Detroit, Michigan, DONNIE DEMARC!!! The crowd all boo as the assassin makes his way to the ring with little fanfare. No music or entrance video is played. He is decked out in tight fitting black clothes and a black cap. He stops short of the ring, gazing in with apprehension before the official invites him in. It is obvious he does not know what he's getting into, forced into a match by a man he helped pushed to the edge.Phillip: His opponent, from Lansing, Michigan, weighing in at two hundred and forty pounds, being accompanied by Rena Matheson, VINNIE DULARIO!!! The stirring intro to "For Whom the Bell Tolls" hits, and the crowd rise to their feet in excitement. Vinnie gets a mixed reaction. Some of the crowd sympathize with his position over the last few weeks and cheer. Others know that he is the lesser of two evils, but still evil, and jeer him. Rena is by his side as he stands tall at the top of the ramp. He points to DeMarc, then runs his thumb across his throat as Rena applauds. The crowd cheer for this as Vinnie takes off his trench, peels off his tight shirt, and makes a break for the ring.The official is quick to get in Vinnie's way as DeMarc backs off to the far ropes. The official calms Vinnie down a bit and has him stand in his corner. He turns to DeMarc to explain a few rules, but DeMarc snaps at him and he shuts up. The ref shrugs, and signals for the bell. Vinnie steps out into the middle of the ring, a raging inferno of anger seen behind his cold eyes that was directed at his opponent. DeMarc looks up slightly at Vinnie and stands his ground. The crowd is on their feet during these tense few moments, and Rena shouts insults towards DeMarc from ringside. The two men circle each other, moving to opposite sides of the ring before suddenly diving in, exploding in a blazing fury of hard punches. Fists connect with flesh like jackhammers. The two men seem to be struggling to stay on their feet. Vinnie's blows are powered by his intense rage, and DeMarc seems to find the strength to hold on through pure self-preservation instinct. Vinnie finally gets the upper hand, and send DeMarc into the ropes with a falling Irish Whip. DeMarc jumps over Vinnie on the return and hits the opposite ropes. He misjudges the impact, and is sent right back at Vinnie, who takes him down with a stiff-arm clothesline. DeMarc's head smashes into the canvas. He sits up, dazed at the impact, and Vinnie takes advantage, pulling DeMarc to his feet. Vinnie goes to lock in his rear naked choke early, but DeMarc gets a leg inside Vinnie's stance, and takes out his knee with a viscious kick. The crowd boos as Vinnie breaks the hold and falls to one knee. The official keeps a keen eye on the events, making sure no foul play is seen. DeMarc lays a few quick, hard handed blows on Vinnie's head. Vinnie fights his way to his feet, and DeMarc seems to look like a deer caught in the headlights. He thinks fast, then claws Vinnie's face. Vinnie screams as red streaks appear where DeMarc's nails raked him. The official warns DeMarc, who in turn ignores him and grabs a fistful of Vinnie's thick hair. He throws the larger man flat onto his back, then grabs the ropes, stomping away quickly. Vinnie can't get his bearings. DeMarc finally drops down for a hasty cover attempt to end this match quickly.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 23, 2005 14:06:52 GMT -5
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Vinnie powers out of the weak attempt, tossing DeMarc off of him. He slowly rises to his feet as DeMarc backs to the opposite ropes. Rena hops onto the apron to distract DeMarc. DeMarc turns to face her, and takes a swing. Rena giggles as she ducks it, throwing DeMarc off balance for a moment. Vinnie is suddenly behind him, and takes him down with a reverse DDT. He hooks the leg and the official dives for a count.
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DeMarc somehow manages to get out of the pinfall. Vinnie just smiles, nodding at the official who holds up two fingers. Somehow, it seems that Vinnie wants to keep DeMarc into the ring a little bit longer. He picks DeMarc up, tearing off his black hat and grabbing a fistful of hair. He whips DeMarc's head back as he screams into his face, spittle flying from his mouth.
Dulario: We're not done yet, you son of a bitch!!!
Vinnie whips DeMarc into the ropes again. DeMarc bounds off, and is floored as Vinnie's boot plows into his face. Vinnie grabs DeMarc's left leg as the man lays on the ground holding his nose in pain. Vinnie looks around at the crowd who are cheering before laying an intense stomp to the inside of DeMarc's knee. DeMarc screams and holds his leg as Vinnie chuckles. He grabs the leg again, and stomps again. DeMarc screams some more and rolls onto his side. One can only wonder how much that leg can take before it gives out. Vinnie grabs the left leg again, but this time quickly moves and locks DeMarc into a Figure Four Leglock. DeMarc is pulled back towards the center of the ring, with Vinnie laying close to the ropes. The official checks to see if DeMarc taps out, and DeMarc furiously shakes his head no as he screams in pain. With the type of motivation that the crowd has seen come from Mickey, it's no wonder that DeMarc is not anxious to concede. While the ref's back is turned, Rena grabs Vinnie's outstretched arms, and helps him apply pressure. The official turns around in time to catch it as he realizes something is off. The ref starts a count as Vinnie continues to attempt to break DeMarc's legs.
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Vinnie expertly gets out of the hold and releases Rena before he is disqualified. DeMarc is holding his left leg and slightly sobbing in pain. Vinnie walks around him while laughing and pointing. It seems that DeMarc is not so tough when he's not in total control. Vinnie dives on his injured leg and turns him over. The crowd cheers as Vinnie locks in a Boston Half Crab. DeMarc is screaming again, reaching into the air for nothing. He is not near any ropes. As the ref checks on him, Vinnie uses his free arm to grab the ropes as Rena encourages him to apply more pressure. DeMarc's screams increase intensity, and the official once again uses his sixth sense to detect Vinnie's cheating. He starts another count after warning Vinnie.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 23, 2005 14:07:48 GMT -5
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Vinnie quickly releases his hold on the ropes and on DeMarc. The official gets in his face, warning him again about the illegal leverage he is using on DeMarc. Vinnie just shrugs and steps around the referee. DeMarc has used the ropes to pull himself to his feet, and is now limping awkwardly as he tries to hobble away from Vinnie. Vinnie gets hold of his wrist, and wrenches the arm around. DeMarc has no clue how to break this hold, even though a rookie would easily just roll through it or reverse into their own arm wrench. Vinnie uses his leverage to control DeMarc into the center of the ring, then into the ropes. Vinnie gives DeMarc one of the stiffest knife-hand chops seen in the business.
Crowd: WHOOOOO!!!
DeMarc doubles over, holding his chest with one hand. Vinnie picks him back up, setting him against the ropes again. He holds up one hand high into the air as the crowd cheers, then winds up and chops DeMarc again.
Crowd: WHOOOOO!!!
DeMarc now has both hands crossed on his chest, and is taking ragged breaths. Vinnie pauses for a moment to savour DeMarc's agony, then picks him back up. Vinnie roughly grabs DeMarc's shirt, ripping it off him and tossing it outside the ring. The crowd waits for it as Vinnie winds up, delivering another very stiff shot to DeMarc's chest. The wet smack of flesh on flesh is enough to make the first three rows cringe in pain.
Crowd: WHOOOOO!!!
Blood is now covering DeMarc's chest from Vinnie's beating. He stumbles out of the ropes, and Vinnie leads him to the center of the ring before applying a front facelock. He takes DeMarc up and drops him with a vertical suplex. Vinnie follows through with a cover, and the official makes the count.
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DeMarc gets his shoulder up. Vinnie can't believe he has lasted this long, and grabs a fistful of DeMarc's hair. He rougly pulls DeMarc to his feet, taking some of the man's hair with his iron grip. DeMarc suddenly explodes to life, landing right hand after right hand on Vinnie's face. Vinnie taken a bit by surprise and is forced into the corner. He suddenly blocks one of DeMarc's blows, and reverses the situation by tossing DeMarc into the corner. Rena is right there with support, pulling a pair of brass knuckles from her top and tossing them to Vinnie. The official is quick, grabbing them out of Vinnie's grip before he can slip them on. The official goes to dispose them on the outside, but Rena distracts him as he does so, arguing with the referee. Meanwhile, Vinnie has pulled a second pair of knucks out of his tights. The crowd cheers as he slips them on, and then gives DeMarc a taste of Exit Wounds. Several fans turn away from the savage beating as they are reminded of the scene in Rocky where the ribs snap like dry twigs under Balboa's intense blows. Vinnie slips the knucks off and tosses them out of the ring as the official turns around. DeMarc stumbles out of the corner, holding his ribs. A small rivulet of blood runs down the corner of his mouth. Vinnie dives on him and covers.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 23, 2005 14:08:37 GMT -5
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DeMarc gets his free hand on the ropes! Rena chastises Vinnie for making a pin attempt so close to the ropes. She pulls another weapon out of hiding as she steps into the ring. She casually tosses it to Vinnie as she distracts the referee again. The crowd cheers as Vinine expertly extracts the butterfly blade in a beautiful twirling motion. The steel glints in the lights. Vinnie goes for a slash on DeMarc, but the expert assassin has had more than his fair share of knife fights. DeMarc blocks Vinnie's wrist, and then low blows him with a sharp knee. Vinnie loses his grip, and DeMarc gets control of the blade. Vinnie screams in pain as DeMarc plunges the blade into his collar. The crowd boos as DeMarc pulls back for another stab. Vinnie catches DeMarc in a front wristlock. He forces DeMarc to drop the knife and kicks it to the outside with the toe of his boot before the official can turn and see the bloody weapon. Both men's chests are now bleeding heavily.
Vinnie tries to keep DeMarc tied up in the submission, but is losing a lot of strength from the stab wound. DeMarc gets one hand free, and gouges the wound. Vinnie screams, and the ref finally notices the wound. He interjects himself between DeMarc and Vinnie, and shoves DeMarc back. DeMarc uses this time catch his bearings as the official asks Vinnie if he wants to stop the match. Vinnie smacks himself in the face to bring himself back to reality, and frantically shakes his head no. DeMarc is back into the thick of it, shoving the ref aside. He grabs Vinnie by the back of the head, leading him to the corner. He slams Vinnie's head against the turnbuckle, and Vinnie falls flat on his back after the impact. DeMarc wisely dives onto Vinnie and hooks the leg. The official makes a count after diving to the mat and checking the shoulders.
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Vinnie kicks out! DeMarc can't believe it, and forgets that he in a wrestling match for a moment. He applies a tried and tested maneuver to Vinnie, the blatant choke. He wraps his hands around Vinnie's throat as he gasps for air. The ref demands he break the hold and starts the count.
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DeMarc breaks the choke quickly. He argues with the ref about the legality of the hold, but keeps a knee on Vinnie's throat. Vinnie claws at DeMarc's leg and gasps for air, but the ref is distracted by DeMarc's arguments. The ref finally sees it, then immediately starts a count as he realizes his error.
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DeMarc releases the choke and stands. He grabs the ref by the shoulders and forces him to face him. He goes for the same tactic again, this time keeping a boot on the throat of Vinnie. Vinnie's face looks like it is turning blue from the lack of oxygen. The official doesn't fall for it this time, and starts the count again.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 23, 2005 14:09:47 GMT -5
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DeMarc steps off of Vinnie's throat, and moves to intimidate the official. He forces the official into a corner, who issues a few warnings. DeMarc is ignoring him, and it looks like he is prepared to strike the referee. Vinnie has pulled himself to his feet using the ropes, and is clutching his throat. He walks up behind DeMarc, but DeMarc has eyes in the back of his head, developed from his main occupation. He mule kicks Vinnie in the gut, then gouges his stab wound again. Vinnie screams, then jabs his thumb into DeMarc's eye. The ref lets that one slide due to DeMarc's intimidation tactics a few moments ago. DeMarc screams in pain, and Vinnie takes him to the mat with a double-leg takedown. He immediately mounts DeMarc and lays into him with mounted punches as the crowd cheer! Vinnie finally gets off DeMarc, who is bleeding from the nose now. It seems to have a slight crookedness to it, signaling that it may have been broken. Vinnie grabs DeMarc and picks him up, then tosses him over the ropes.
DeMarc lands on the outside with a dull thud, crumpling like an empty burlap sack. Rena stands over him, taunting him. DeMarc makes his way to his feet, shakily. Rena backs away, and DeMarc goes after her. He rounds the corner, and is taken out as Vinnie nails a baseball slide for the save. Vinnie rolls outside as DeMarc is trying to get to his feet. Vinnie locks in a full nelson submission on DeMarc, holding the beaten man inches from the crowd. One of the closer fans spits on DeMarc's bloodied face as Vinnie encourages him. Vinnie suddenly slams DeMarc's head into the barricade, then lets him crumple to the ground again.
As DeMarc pulls himself to his feet, Vinnie backs off a bit to get some running room. Rena is stealing the timekeeper's chair, and moves behind DeMarc. As DeMarc stands to his full height on shaky legs, both Vinnie and Rena charge. Vinnie goes for a spear tackle, and Rena has the chair raised above her head. DeMarc falls over, unable to stand as the two close in on him. Vinnie misses the spear, and Rena's chairshot comes crashing down onto Vinnie's skull! Poor communication from the mismatched duo results in Vinnie being laid out next to DeMarc. Rena looks legitimately concerned and drops the chair, trying to rouse Vinnie. DeMarc makes his way to his feet again, and taunts Rena after seeing Vinnie. He suddenly grabs her by the hair, and forces a kiss out of her. Rena looks disgusted as he pulls back, leaving a smear of his and Vinnie's blood on her cheek.
DeMarc picks up Vinnie, and leads him along, throwing a few punches here and there to keep him subdued. The two make it to the rampway, and Vinnie falls over after another blow lands on on his jaw. DeMarc starts to stomp away on the downed hitman. He lets up as Vinnie stops fighting, and rolls him onto his back. DeMarc mounts him, leaning down close to look in his eyes. A few drops of blood fall from the top of his nose and lands on Vinnie's face. DeMarc slowly runs his index and middle finger over Vinnie's throat.
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