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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 23, 2005 14:28:04 GMT -5
Segment: Leather and Reluctance (Credit: Rose)
The scene opens backstage at the ACW Arena in the new locker room of Alexandra "The White Rose" Kaesar. Well, actually, it is her original room from the days before Pain Incorporated. It is a sparsely equipped room and it basically consists of Rose’s clothing that is being kept in a black duffel bag, a folding chair that she is currently sitting in, and a human sized mirror which is hanging to the door. Rose has always been just a little vain and she does have a habit of staring at herself from time to time, especially when she is getting ready for momentous occasions. In fact, that is exactly what she is currently doing and she is thinking very deeply about everything that has happened recently. Her deep thoughts are quickly extinguished when she hears a knocking at her door.
Rose: Come in.
A backstage hand opens the door and he looks to be just a little nervous about disturbing Rose. Rose rises from her chain and notices that he is holding a two relatively large boxes that are wrapped in white wrapping paper with pink ribbon.
Rose: What do you want?
Man: I have a delivery for you from Mr. Stanton
Rose: I don’t want anything from him.
Man: Mr. Stanton insists that you accept these gifts and he also insists that you wear it during your match tonight.
Rose’s curiosity gets the best of her.
Rose: What is it?
Rose’s face grows a very bright shade of red, but even though she may say otherwise, she does not care to make another enemy tonight and nods slightly.
Rose: Fine. Now, get out of here!
The man quickly rushes out the door and he leaves Rose completely alone. She stares at the first box for a great deal of time before finally beginning to open it. She takes the wrapping off slowly, but soon she takes off the top of the box to reveal the gift inside. Her eyes widen with shock and a considerable amount of surprise.
Rose: This must be a joke…<br> ?: I highly doubt that.
Rose turns and she stares into the shadowy face of The Executor and as usual, she cannot make nothing out of it. His crimson billowing robes have become all too familiar to Rose and she listens with a great deal of interest.
Rose: Oh?
Executor: People like Stanton do not joke when it comes to matters such as this.
The scent of leather has entered her nostrils by now and she realizes just what Stanton was thinking when he decided to giver her this gift. The first thing that Rose pulls out of the box is a pair of nearly knee high leather boots with two inch heels. She looks at it with a bit of amusement and a bit more anger.
Rose: I cannot possibly move around in----
Executor: You’ll manage. Either way, it is not in your best interest to make more enemies tonight.
Rose: I don’t care how many enemies I make, they all pale in comparison to Ridley. If I can defeat him tonight then I really won’t have to worry about enemies from elsewhere.
Executor: What makes you think it will end tonight?
Rose ponders this for a split second.
Rose: You’re right, it probably won’t, but it will if I have anything to say about it.
Executor: Of course, of course...why don’t we have a look at what's in the other box? Of course, we both already have an idea, don’t we?
Rose silently agrees, but she does not give him any sign that she does. She obliges his request and begins to open the second package. Again she smells the familiar smell of leather and her eyes don’t wide quite as much, she saw this one coming. She pulls out a black leather top with longish sleeves, a pair of black leather gloves and a black leather skirt. Her face reddens in silent rage and she lets herself almost yell.
Rose: This is NOT funny!
Executor: Good, because no one is laughing.
Rose: I don’t care to have such a personal------
Executor: It doesn’t matter what you CARE to do at this point. Your thoughts will only get in the way. At a time like this, talk is cheap, and action is worth its weight in gold. All you can do now is act.
Rose: What do you suggest then?
Executor: I don’t have to suggest anything, your mind is creative enough. I'm sure you'll be able to think up some...titillating methods of making Ridley submit.
Rose: I don’t want to go back to that place in my mind.
Executor: You have little choice in the matter. You already realize this, you know that you cannot hide from your destiny. Your confusion is making you indecisive and your indecisiveness is your greatest weakness.
Rose sighs and resigns herself to the truth.
Rose: You’re right….. You have said that after tonight, things would become clear to me, what do you mean?
Executor seems disinterested in answering her question. He also seems to be in a bit of a hurry to leave.
Executor: I have other, more pressing matters to attend to, and I will have to end our meeting for now. We will meet again, when the time is right.
Rose: You still haven’t told me anything about you…<br> Executor: Correct. It will remain that way.
Executor turns around and exits through the door as mysteriously as he entered. Rose stares down at her newfound leather attire with a look of disgust…….
……Or is it anticipation?…….
……It is impossible to tell.
Fade out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 23, 2005 14:29:34 GMT -5
Segment: DD-ean Rhapsody (Credit: DD) (OOC: Credit to Queen also. Don't sue me, I changed most of the words.)
As the fans are waiting for the necessary equipment for the ladder match to be brought out, on the Titantron a vignette shows. It's titled 'The DD-ean Rhapsody'. It shows a clip of DD's head in four positions in the dark, much like the Bohemian Rhapsody video.
DD (singing version of Bohemian Rhapsody): I see a little briefcase hanging on a line Take it off! Take it off! Win the International Title! Swanton off the ladder! Stunt Bomb onto Fallen Souls! Beat him senseless! (beat him senseless) Beat him senseless (beat him senseless) Daredeviii-iii-iiilll…..
I'm just a champion, Everybody wants me He's just a poor man, from a poor, cheap stable I swear to beat his sad ass once again!
Up I climb, down I go Locks him in armbar I will not no! I will not stop the hold! Please stop it! I will not let go of the hold! But it hurts! I will not let go of the hold! Get him off! Will not stop the hold! I'm sobbing! Will not let it go! Stop it now-oww-oww-oww No! No! No! No! No! No! No!
Climbs the ladder! Climbs the ladder! Wins the title shot today! The Beezlebub, can not even stop me here today...toda-ay, todaaaaaay!!!
The guitar solo hits, and the title 'Daredevil vs. Fallen Souls' comes up.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 23, 2005 14:30:18 GMT -5
Match 5: FSX vs Daredevil – ACW International title #1 contender ladder match (Credit: DD) The crowd notice that a wire is being lowered, with a golden shiny item on top. They look pleased, knowing what the next match will be.Philip: The following match is a ladder match, for the Number One Contender’s match, for the International Title! Firstly, from Seoul, South Korea, Fallen Souls! Boldly Going Nowhere by Ark Endon hits and FSX makes his way to the ring. The crowd boo him, but he ignores them and enters the ring, and getting ready for the match.Philip: And his opponent, from Cardiff, Wales, he is the Lightweight Champion, Dan ‘the Daredevil’ White! Take a Look Around hits and DD comes out, the crowd going ecstatic. He runs down, shaking their hands, then enters the ring Brock Lesnar style, be it minus the fireworks going of the turnbuckles. He goes to one corner, and Philip exits the ring.Bell Rings. DD and FSX square off, and go into a headlock. FSX starts by throwing DD at the ropes, and upon arrival hitting a Dropkick. DD falls back, but gets back up, only to receive a clothesline, which knocks him back into a turnbuckle. FSX goes towards him, and starts applying pressure on DD’s chest, holding his foot there for the maximum 5 seconds allowed. He lets go at the order of the referee, and attempts to throw DD at the opposite turnbuckle. DD reverses it though and it seems as though FSX will fly into the corner, but he jumps off the turnbuckle and over DD, and when he turns around, he receives a spear. FSX leaves the ring and grabs a ladder, which he slides into the ring. He doesn’t have much time to realize though, that DD is up, and hits a baseball slide to FSX, knocking him back. DD picks up the ladder and sets it up in the centre of the ring, but FSX recovers quickly and throws DD at the ropes. DD holds onto the ropes, and FSX runs at him, but DD throws himself and FSX over the ropes to the outside. They start fighting on the ramp, exchanging punches and elbows, and before too long they are up on the stage. DD throws a punch, followed by an attempted Stunt Bomb, but FSX knees DD in the gut and attempts the Soul Transfer, which DD gets out of. Soon, they’re exchanging blows again, and FSX misses a punch, which allows DD to hit the Brain Damaged’D/10 (Dangerous DDT). He then makes it slowly to the ring, but is distracted by Jack McCarty, who makes his way out! DD looks at him, very pissed off, and McCarty looks scared, and begins to run. He doesn’t know where to go, so he climbs the titantron! DD follows, climbing quicker than him, and soon he reaches McCarty about 50 feet up. McCarty begs for himself not to be hit, then hits a low blow, and DD nearly falls off. McCarty jumps onto the platform right above, and DD slowly manages to get onto it. Meanwhile, FSX slowly manages to get up, and sees McCarty and DD standing on top of the titantron. He looks at them, then the ladder in the ring. He goes towards the ladder, when he hears McCarty have a panic attack, so it seems. He turns around, looks up and sees that DD has given him a Stunt Bomb. DD then drags McCarty to the edge, and FSX reluctantly turns around and climb the titantron. DD boots McCarty several times, and lifts him up again. He places McCarty in a Stunt Bomb position, but McCarty manages to throw an elbow, distracting DD. This allows FSX to climb up, and he grabs DD by the ankles. FSX gets to his feet, and they begin to grapple on the small platform. DD tries a DDT, but fails, and FSX lifts DD onto his shoulders! He looks at the platform, then at the ground and he does the unthinkable-Soul Harvest off the titantron! Both bodies fly down and land where previously in the show DD had done his interview-landing through numerous tables and chairs!!! Both wrestlers are completely out of it, and the medics soon arrive on the scene. They see to both wrestlers, and Philip enters the ring.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 23, 2005 14:30:53 GMT -5
Philip: As a result of numerous injuries to both wrestlers, this match is a-
He’s cut off at the sound of fighting, and the camera turns around to see both wrestlers rolling around on the floor, fighting! The crowd are pleased at this, and watch on, as they manage to get back onto the stage, bloodied and bruised. DD staggers around on the stage, and locks into a headlock with FSX. They both hold for several seconds before letting go and slowly they make their way towards the ring. About 10 feet from the ring, they hook in another headlock, and DD manages to hit the ‘STFU’ (Downward Spiral). Noticing that FSX is pretty much out of it, DD re-enters the ring and begins to climb the ladder. He gets near to the top, and slowly makes his way up. He notices FSX collecting himself off the floor, and is in two minds. He decides not to get the briefcase, and instead manages to cover the ropes, and hit a corkscrew Moonsault onto FSX! They both fall in a heap again, and the injuries noticeably get worse. FSX is the first person to get up, and slowly gets into the ring. He tries to climb it, but DD manages to recover and quickly slams FSX off the ropes, pushing the ladder down in the process. The ladder bounces back off the ropes, and comes back at such a ferocious pace that DD nearly receives a blow to the head. But he side-steps it, and slowly gets to FSX. He lifts him up, and attempts an Irish Whip, but FSX reverses it. DD holds himself on the opposite ropes, with FSX in a position to do a move which now obviously failed. DD runs back at FSX, trying a hurricarana, but FSX manages to turn it into a Fallaway Slam, and DD flies into to ladder.
FSX takes a couple of seconds for a much-needed rest, and slowly gets back to his feet. DD slowly follows, and they suddenly gain a huge boost of energy, and run at each other. FSX tries a clothesline, but DD hits a Neckbreaker drop, and they both feel the most of each other’s move. They jump back up, and get into a headlock, where DD locks a standing hammerlock, followed by a full Nelson lock, applied for a few seconds. He then hits a backdrop, and lifts FSX again. They get into another headlock, and this time FSX gets the upper hand. He hits a kick to the stomach, followed by several side kicks, causing DD to fall to his knees. He then follows this up with a ‘Silence Scissor Kick’, be it modified with DD’s position. Nonetheless, DD feels the full impact and falls down like a sack of potatoes. FSX smiles, and sees his opportunity to win the match. He grabs the ladder, and sets it up in the centre of the ring. He begins to climb, but feels it shaking. He looks down, and DD, still lying down, has grabbed hold of the bottom of the ladder, and shaking it. FSX sighs, and climbs down the ladder, picking DD up. He signals for the Soul Transfer, but DD struggles out of it. He then hits a cheap shot-the Burst (poking them in the stomach). FSX looks at him as though he’s stupid in the head, but fails to see the arm flying into his face. DD then climbs up the ladder slowly, one step at a time. FSX wakes up, and knows that he cannot waste his chance here. He gets up, and climbs the ladder also, much quicker than DD. They meet at the top, and exchange blows. They climb a step further, exchanging blows. Another step, and then finally they’re both on the last step before the top. DD stumbles, as does FSX. They both fall at the same time, but amazingly DD manages to hooks the neck of FSX and hit a Stunt Bomb! They both land in the ring, once again damaged from the huge fall, and bruises are visible on both wrestlers.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 23, 2005 14:31:33 GMT -5
It takes some time before one of them gets up-this wrestler being DD. He gets up with the assistance of the ropes and the turnbuckle, and notices FSX flat on the ground. He smiles, and the crowd sense what is about to happen. He jumps up onto the turnbuckle, jumps and hits a Stunt Bomb! Only it doesn’t actually hit, because FSX rolls out the way. FSX grabs the ladder, and sets it up in the centre. The next thing running through his mind is immense pain, and he looks down, seeing DD’s fist clenched, and in between his legs. He falls to his knees, and DD smiles. He starts delivering the boots to FSX, before FSX reverses one into a leglock. He then stops as DD reaches the ropes, and they both roll up. They’re back on their feet, and FSX attempts a DDT, but slips at the final moment, allowing DD to hit a Royal KO (Enziguri). FSX falls back, and DD picks the ladder up again. The crowd suddenly groan, when McCarty is seen running down the ramp with a chair. He enters the ring, and swings at DD. He misses though, hitting the only-just recovered FSX! FSX flies back, and DD stares at McCarty. The crowd pop loudly, and McCarty tries to escape, but DD catches him. He throws him into the corner hard, causing him to crouch down. He then smiles, and McCarty begs for mercy, which doesn’t come. Instead is the Bronco Buster, which obviously leaves McCarty with a bad taste in his mouth. DD picks him up, and hurls him at the ropes, locking McCarty into the Stunt Bomb, and hitting it in the centre of the ring! He then places the ladder, and begins to climb. The crowd cheer him on, giving him and continued boost of energy as he reaches up for the briefcase. He climbs the ladder, but is suddenly lifted into the air by a rejuvenated FSX, planting the Soul Transfer off the ladder! The crowd look in disbelief, as FSX climbs up the ladder, and collects the briefcase! He jumps up, and the crowd begin to boo as he celebrates.
Philip: Here is your winner…Fallen Souls!
Boldly Going Nowhere hits again, and FSX celebrates in the ring. McCarty lifts himself up, and lifts up Fallen’s arm in jubilation. FSX shakes hands with McCarty, and leaves the ring. McCarty stops for a second, and crouches down at DD. He begins whispering something into DD’s ear, which FSX doesn’t particularly like, for some reason. He re-enters the ring, and hits a Soul Harvest on McCarty! The crowd go wild for this, and FSX then leaves finally, with DD and McCarty lying in the centre of the ring.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 23, 2005 14:33:40 GMT -5
Segment: The End of a Dynasty/Boiler Room Beatdown (Credit: BK)
Out in the back, BK London is standing by with ACW Interviewer Charlotte King as she is ready to conduct an interview with one of the top guys going into the Fallen Heroes Battle Royale. BK London is still sporting the ripped remains of the Corporate Alliance shirt after what went down earlier with Ginger and him. BK is all smiles as he looks at Charlotte and Charlotte looks at him back.
Charlotte: So BK, Why? Why did you attack the Chairman Gingerdude right then?
London: I think it was quite simple Charlotte, I was tired of Gingerdude and all the shit I had to carry on the weight of my shoulders being in the Corporate Alliance. I was forced to get along with some lame apprentice, I lost a match to Latino and AK, and thanks to him I couldn't even get a shot at my ACW Championship again. But the straw that broke the camel's back happened in that very ring moments ago when Ginger slapped me. I don't care what position you carry, I don't care about your accomplishments, and I don't care who you are, you do not slap me in the face. That is the ultimate form of disrespect. And as I was slapped, everything from me losing the title to then, everything significant like TNT leaving Corporate Alliance, everything significant like me not getting a title shot, like us losing to Latino and AK stormed through my head and it all built up. And Finally I couldn't take it anymore so I molly-whopped that sucka to the ground. And I had to tell you Charlotte, it felt good....
The crowd now begins to get on the side of BK London as the cheers are heard throughout the hallways of the arena.
London: Charlotte, it felt like I was reborn. And now this new reborn BK London is going on to win the Fallen Heroes Battle Royale.
Charlotte: Speaking of the Battle Royale, How do you think you will fair in that match tonight, you have been waiting for this moment for the past few weeks and now it is going to happen. What is running through your mind right now?
London: Triumph Charlotte, Triumph. I plan not only on putting on a great show, I plan on not just delivering to the fans of ACW a spectacular event, but I plan on walking out Fallen Heroes Battle Royale Winner. No one is going to take this from me Charlotte, I don't care who is in my way, if it’s the Newbie Monster, I don't care if it’s that Giant Hulk Torak, I don't care if it’s the entire New Breed, hell I don't even care if I have to throw mystery contestant Bob Costas over the top rope. I am going to win.
Charlotte: Certainly much determination from BK London, Now BK--
London: Hold on Charlotte--
BK begins to walk from the interview scene down the corridor as he hears something from afar. What could it be? Finally BK catches a glimpse of Angelo Giovanni and remembers the shot with the frying pan from Warfare. Angelo seems to be trying to get a date with Carma after the show but it’s not working. BK begins to sprint down the hallway and Angelo turns around.
BK: You wanna hit me with a frying pan, motherfucker?...
Angelo ditches Carma and begins sprinting down the hallway also but he is no match for the former track star from High School BK London. BK London grabs him by the back of the shirt and immediately begins pounding him with his unrelenting fists. BK picks up Angelo and then smashes his head into the door, the door swings open and it reveals itself to be the Women's Locker Room.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 23, 2005 14:34:27 GMT -5
BK and Angelo continue to brawl as the screams of Toni, Eva, and Dixie are heard. Just then two other men enter the room and jump BK London from behind. Angelo recovers and all three of them begin stomping out the former ACW Champion and the two are recognized as G-Unit. With the beating showing no signs of stopping, the familiar figure of AK steps out from the shower area, well bundled up in towels (but still showing a nice pair of legs, much to the watching male contingent’s delight). She sighs and regards the chaos with a roll of the eyes.
AK: Why oh why did the shower in my room have to break down tonight?
AK wants to get out of the locker room, but the door’s being blocked by around 800 pounds of raging testosterone. AK digs in her washbag, and then pulls out a brightly coloured bar of soap.
AK: Which one of you idiots wants to go first, then?
G-Unit and Angelo get the message, and the tag team champs pick up BK and they drag him out the Divas Locker Room. BK begins to struggle back ramming Gooey into a wall and starts throwing hands in any direction but he is brought down with a monkey wrench to the back of the head. The three then throw BK London into the Boiler Room, Angelo and the G-Unit attack him more before closing the door on BK. Jonny then pulls a chain out of his tights and wraps it around the handles of the door. Jonny applies a padlock for the door and it is now sealed shut. On the inside BK begins to bang on the door but to no use. G-Unit and Angelo walk away smiling and laughing.
Angelo: Let's see you win now, bitch.
Angelo and G-Unit walk off camera.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 23, 2005 14:35:41 GMT -5
Segment: Deserving Champions (Credit: Blade / RDK)
The scene once again opens showing Blade walking, however this time he appears to be in the gym section of the arena. He looks around seeing various superstars working on different machines and continues past them to a more open area. He continues for a few more seconds until he finally spies RDK working hard on a punching bag. Blade walks over and has to tap RDK on the shoulder in order to break his concentration from attacking the bag. RDK’s expression is at first serious, but upon seeing Blade instantly turns to joy as a big smile comes across his face.
RDK: HEY BRUDAH!
RDK pats Blade on the back.
RDK: What can the Macho Man do for you?
Blade: Not much man, just checking things out and looking over the competition.
RDK: OoOoh Yeah man, One of us is going to win it, I can feel it.
Blade: SO can I, and to be honest I hope it is you…..you deserve it more.
RDK: What do you mean Brudah?
Blade: You got screwed out of all of your title shots thus far man, I at least had my title reign already.
RDK: Hey now, I’m sure you will have it again someday.
Blade: Well I hope, but I would rather see you with a title reign first.
RDK: Hell, if I win it you would be one of the first people I’d ask to defend it against.
Blade: Same with me, bro.
RDK: Cool, But I don’t know, we have some tough competition.
Blade: Yeah that is true, BK is going to be hard to beat.
RDK: Tell me about it…and there are the up and comers.
Blade: Yeah, Senator and Wyvern are both people to watch out for, they could both go all the way.
RDK: Indeed, and then you have that unknown factor, guys like G-unit and Angelo who could come from out of nowhere to win.
Blade: Yeah you never know with some of these guys.
RDK: And finally there are those guys who we don’t even know are in it.
Blade: Yeah, that surprise factor could give near anyone the advantage.
RDK: Correct….so it may not be as easy as we first hoped.
Blade: Maybe….but we are still who we are, and that means we are two of the toughest guys in ACW, and I’d say our chances of winning are still higher than most others.
RDK: Yeah, That’s true. I suppose it doesn’t matter then…<br> RDK slaps Blade against the chest lightly.
RDK: Cause I KNOW one of us is going to make it.
Blade: So do I. So, I saw you were working that bag pretty hard.
RDK: Yup, I want to get myself real loosened up.
Blade: I also noticed you were throwing in a few kicks…..some of which seemed awfully familiar.
RDK laughs for a quick second.
RDK: Yeah…..I guess I decided to extend my move set a bit.
Blade: Been watching a few of my old tapes?
RDK: You could say that….
RDK pushes Blade back a bit and then turns around and lands his own version of a Tornado kick on the Bag, sending it swinging wildly back and forth.
Blade: Hmmm, not bad, not bad at all.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 23, 2005 14:36:17 GMT -5
RDK: Thank you old friend, I have seen you perform it many times.
Blade: Yes, well you have good form, but you don’t seem to understand quite how to use all your chi.
RDK gives Blade the people’s eyebrow, which generates a small pop all on its own.
RDK: What do you mean Brudah?
Blade: I mean you were able to perform the move flawlessly, you have the physical part down pat, but you don’t quite have the mental part down yet.
RDK: I don’t believe I understand bro…<br> Blade: OK, here, move back.
RDK moves away from the bag and Blade sets up for the strike. He lands his signature Kick flawlessly just like RDK just did. However, instead of the bag simply swinging, it instead actually breaks off the hinge at the top and slams against the wall with a loud THUD. This makes everyone in the gym stop what they are doing and look at him for a second, before returning to their training.
Blade: Now, notice a difference?
RDK nods a bit.
RDK: MAN, you gotta teach me how to do that sometime!
Blade: Sure, oh and I hope you don’t mind if sometime I decide to use one of YOUR moves?
RDK: Of course not, Bruda! I’d be honored.
Blade: Well I guess I have some tape studying to do then, I’ll start right after the rumble.
They both laugh.
Blade: I guess I’d better go back to my locker room for some final meditation and preparation. I’ll see you later.
RDK: Yeah…too bad it will when we are trying to kick each other’s ass.
Blade: True…but if you didn’t try, I’d be more angry at you than if you did.
RDK: Same here bro, I’ll see you.
Blade: Yup, Bye.
Blade walks out by a nearby exit and RDK walks over to the lain out bag, picks it up, fixes the bent hinge, and resets the bag into place. He goes and starts punching and kicking the bag again as the scene turns to black.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 23, 2005 14:37:10 GMT -5
Segment: Reflections (Credit: Rose)
The scene opens with the camera zooming in on the mirror of Alexandra "The White Rose" Kaesar and it appears that she is getting dressed, but we are only allowed to see her from the neck up. She shuffles around with her clothing and finally, she appears satisfied. The camera zooms and it reveals that she is dressed in the attire given to her by Stanton earlier. She looks very beautiful and her leather attire does give a great deal of pleasure to many members of the viewing audience. She manages to look very fearsome in her new attire, but one has to wonder how she will manage to maneuver around in it and it becomes apparent that she is a bit of a professional. She moves across the room with a great deal of grace and purpose. Her back is turned to the camera, giving us yet another view of her body. She looks like something out of some men’s nightmares, and others’ dreams. She moves back and forth through the room with a subtle anger and the gaze in her eyes is one that is without pity. She speaks in a harsh voice full of authority and anger.
Rose: This is how it ends, eh? This is how Ridley finally falls? How appropriate that he should submit to my hands. It will end with you begging for mercy at my feet. You will plead for forgiveness, you will ask for quarter, you will scream in agony, and it won’t stop me. You have always said how much you love pain and I know from personal experience that you do, but everybody has their limits. You are no different, because I have seen your limits. I know every square inch of your body and I know it very, very well. I know every single muscle, every birthmark, and I certainly know every scar. I know how to make you feel pleasure, but I also know how to make you tremble in pain.
Rose stares at herself in the mirror and she looks herself over. She both relishes and hates the sight of herself. She looks into the eyes of a cruel sadist and she quickly realizes that the eyes are her own. On a mental level, she doesn’t want to enjoy this, but she cannot help herself.
Rose: I know you Ridley and that is my advantage in this match. It is more of an advantage than any device I can use against you. I know exactly how your mind works and I am fully aware of your physical and mental limits. You have limits Ridley and tonight I will dispel the myth of your immortality. You are as mortal as they come and I am sure that you realize this. I have always said that I owe you for making me what I am today and I do. I am not proud of myself, but at least I am a great deal wiser because of you. There is one thing I have never said and it was because I loved you, but now I am ready to say it.
Rose pauses for dramatic effect.
Rose: I made you everything that you are today. All your accolades and all your grandeur would have gotten you nowhere if it weren’t for me. You were nothing but an aimless man with an impossible, but alluring, vision when we met. Over time I made you what you are today. You know, I could use the old cliché " I made you and I can break you", but that is not true at all. We made each other and tonight it is time that we faced our creations.
Rose slowly pops the fingers on her left hand.
Rose: When I look into this mirror, I see my own reflection
She stares deeply into her own reflection and she stares into her own eyes again. She smiles cunningly, but it quickly turns into a hate filled frown. She rears back and punches the mirror with her left hand. It cracks a great deal but does not shatter and Rose’s hand is protected from injury by her leather gloves. She stares into the cracked mirror and it stares her back with dozens of eyes.
Rose: I hate the reflection that I see. I look into the mirror and I don’t even see my own eyes anymore. I see the eyes that you helped make. I can even see a glint of your eyes in my own and that really puts things into perspective. I am a reflection of you, but you are also a reflection of me. You probably see the same things when you look into the mirror. You probably see yourself, but if you stare really hard, you will see me within your very soul. That is how deep our relationship was and I can only wonder what will happen when I shatter my reflection. Maybe I will finally find the real truth. Maybe I will learn to accept what I am today or maybe I will find an entirely new path.
She pauses for a while and really thinks about her next words.
Rose: I will do anything to quell the troubles in my mind. I will do anything I have to, Ridley. I will do things to you in the ring tonight that are unspeakable. Some of the things I do will be familiar to you and some will be from the darkest depths of my vivid imagination. I will take away any pride that you have left and I will not have any remorse for my actions. I will not hesitate like I did with Wyvern and, tonight at least, I will feel no guilt. If I am to feel any guilt for my actions, it will be sometime in the future, but it will not be tonight. If I had to wipe you off the face of the Earth to finally be at peace, I would do it.
Rose thinks deeply for a few seconds and a chill runs down her spine and it causes goosebumps to rise across her skin. She tries to fight her feelings, but it is either a halfhearted attempt or a failure.
Rose: Just thinking about what I am going to do to you tonight is giving me the most exquisite feelings. I have always wondered how doing something so terrible can give me such pleasure. Maybe I really will find answers to all my questions soon enough, but that will not be tonight. Tonight I cannot let my mind be controlled by thoughts, I must let my emotions take control. I suppose one last night of complete self indulgence couldn’t hurt anything.
Rose stares into the camera and she appears to have a great deal of confidence in her abilities. She moves forward into the future, but she has no idea what it holds.
Fade to black.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 23, 2005 14:37:57 GMT -5
Segment: True Respect
The camera is just outside AK and Latino’s dressing room. AK walks into view around the corner, evidently returning from her shower, and opens the door.
AK: Victor, I’m back. You know, it bloody happened AGAIN….
She stops. The television is on, but this isn’t what has her attention; it’s the red headed woman sitting on their couch.
Woman: He’s gone to do a little warm up in the gym, while it isn’t too crowded.
Alicia looks confused; she walks around until she can see the woman’s face.
Alicia: I’m sorry, do I know you? Are you one of Victor’s family-
She stops again, and the camera gives the viewers a proper look at the woman. She has a beauty that would refresh the most tired eyes, and hers sparkle like minature suns. Alicia smiles, and the woman smiles and stands up.
Alicia:….Ishizu?
Woman: No, Lord Lucan. In drag.
Alicia laughs, and the pair have a quick girly hug. They sit down on the couch.
Alicia: So, who’s this, and where did you borrow them from?
Ishizu: Oh no my dear, this isn’t a possession. For a night like this, only a bona fide materialization will do.
Alicia: You heard, then?
Ishizu: Of course. You didn’t think I’d miss your first big title match, did you? Plus the count of fit men has really risen around here.
Alicia smiles, and gives Ishizu a shove. Ishizu turns to her, her expression still kind, but more focused.
Ishizu: I also came because I sense that you’re having doubts.
Alicia: Well, there’s no point in being overconfident. Yoko’s never been stronger.
Ishizu: That is true, but I think your doubts are of a different kind. Tell me truthfully, Alicia… you feel guilty about asking for this match, don’t you?
Alicia: No! I…..
Ishizu’s looks stops her.
Ishizu: Yes, you do. You feel guilty, because you know how hard Yoko worked to earn that belt, and now if you’re to achieve what you desire you must take it away from her.
Alicia: Well, I suppose….but it might not happen. Yoko’s probably got enough in the tank to handle me….
Ishizu: Aha! So now we come to it. You can’t hide your inner emotions from me, Alicia…. part of you is tempted to go easy, to fight until you sense that Yoko is weakened…and then pull back. Well, if THAT’S how you’re planning to go about things, then I suggest you don’t show up to the match at all.
Alicia looks very surprised.
Ishizu: Yoko is a great champion, Alicia. You have to get past the misconception that she needs or desires your “empathy”; if you truly do admire her and want to raise the standing of you both, you’ll go out there and bring everything that you have to bear. That way, whatever the result, both of you can hold your heads up high. Do you think that Yoko would be pleased if she thought that you’d given in prematurely? Of course not. She came here as you did, looking for the highest level of competition and the chance to test herself to the limit. So don’t even think about insulting her, even if it’s done with good intent.
Alicia is silent, and thinks about things for a minute.
Alicia: You’re right, as usual.
Ishizu puts her hand on her shoulder and smiles.
Ishizu: It’s all right to want to win, you know. And I know that you want that belt, just as much as your paramour does….. you’ve just put other people first until now. But tonight is your chance, and you have every right to grasp it with both hands.
Alicia nods, and a fresh determination is welling up within her.
Alicia: Yes…..yes, I believe I will. I’m bloody well going to go out there and win this thing!
Ishizu: That’s my girl.
Without warning, the door to the room is opened quickly, and Latino hurries in. He’s got two pairs of pants in his hands, the patriotic one he wore earlier, and a sparkling white pair.
Latino: Mami, which of these should I wear for the Royale?
Alicia: Um, whichever you want. Hey, I don’t think you two have met before – Victor, this is-
Alicia turns her head; the seat next to her is empty. She shakes her head a little and smiles.
Latino: Met who?
Alicia: Don’t worry, it’s nothing. Let’s talk about your BR strategy, shall we?
Latino shrugs and joins her on the couch, as the scene fades out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 23, 2005 14:38:52 GMT -5
Segment: No time for self – doubt (Credit: Yoko)
The scene opens in Yoko Satoshi's locker room, we see her sitting on the couch next to Mr. Floppy. The title belt is draped across the table in front of it.
Yoko: I'm worried, Mr. Floppy.
Mr. Floppy: Why?
Yoko: I really don't think I can beat her. She always comes out on top.
Mr. Floppy: So do you.
Yoko: We both can't. What if I fail?
Mr. Floppy: So what if you fail? You won the world title. That was your goal, it's complete. If you lose, we can go home and rub it in Rika's face.
Yoko: I have to stay for Jade, though.
Mr. Floppy: Why?
Yoko doesn't answer, but she blushes.
Mr. Floppy: I think that's cute. I give it a 7.5 on the cuteness scale. Anyway, I'm sure you can win tonight.
Yoko grabs Mr. Floppy and hugs him. He returns the hug.
Yoko: I think after tonight...I'm going to try to get new fur. Skin. Whatever burned off. You're not very cuddly anymore.
Mr. Floppy: Thanks.
She sets Mr. Floppy back down on the couch.
End Segment.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 23, 2005 14:41:00 GMT -5
Match 6: Ridley vs. Alexandra “White Rose” Kaesar - Leather and Lace Deathmatch As the camera shot returns to the arena, the atmosphere has undergone a total transformation. The crowd is much quieter than usual; they know that what they’re about to witness will not be comfortable viewing, and yet somehow, they feel that they must watch, and see the full extent to which love has become hatred. Even Philip is subdued as he enters the ring.
At each of the four corners is a large, lone lit candle. There’s nothing else in the ring, but on the outside is a small table, much smaller than the usual ACW type. It’s covered with a plain, black cloth, keeping its dark secrets hidden for now.Philip: This match is a “Leather and Lace” deathmatch; the conditions for victory are different for both participants. The White Rose can only win by securing a submission; Ridley must win via pinfall, and in addition he is prohibited from using any striking move, rope break, or weapon. Other than these provisos, the match is has a “no disqualification” stipulation. Philip pauses as the crowd takes this in.Philip: Before the competitors come to the ring, please first welcome the guest referee for this match, selected by Mr. Stanton. There’s a short pause, and then to everyone’s surprise “Flower of Carnage” hits. Yoko Satoshi walks out wearing a referee’s shirt and heads to the ring; her expression is calm, but like everyone else she is inwardly nervous about what’s about to take place. Yoko stands to one side as Philip continues.Philip: Introducing first, from St. Petersburg……Alexandra Kaesar, the White Rose! ”Her Ghost in the Fog” hits, and Rose walks out in her whip – me fantasy costume; she’s now thoroughly broken in her stiletto boots, and walks confidently to the ring. She’s both beautiful and terrible at once, an image to scar itself onto the minds of all watching.
Once Rose is in the ring, the lights are extinguished, and static floods the arena before “Puritania” hits. The crowd, which stood for Rose, stays upstanding as Ridley enters….Philip: And her opponent, from Southeastern Birmingham, Alabama……Ridley! The crowd responds loudly as Ridley sweeps past; he’s in clothing reminiscent of the Ravaged, with chain – strewn leather pants, a ball gag, and a dog collar complete with chain around his neck. There’s no gas mask, however, and Ridley’s eyes can be seen to be even darker than his all – black attire.
Ridley glances momentarily at the table, but thereafter all his attention is on Rose. The music dies off, and the pair face each other, wordlessly, as Philip gets out as fast as he can. The crowd is eerily quiet, so when the bell rings, it’s clear and cold….but for whom does it toll?Bell Rings. The bell brings both Ridley and Rose to life. Ridley moves forward with blinding speed, but Rose jumps back; she’s testing his agility. Several times Ridley comes close to taking hold, but Rose slips away, sometimes with a parting elbow. She taunts Ridley with her eyes, daring him to strike at her and asserting her advantage; Ridley’s cold stare just gets more intense. He knows that Rose herself won’t be satisfied for long with these games, and something very subtle seems to trigger the start of the “real” encounter, as with a whirling kick Rose puts Ridley off balance and then locks up with him for the first time. They grip one another, shoulders and heads touching, and Rose’s face is the one visible to the camera; as the shot lingers, Rose’s expression becomes dark, possibly from Ridley whispering vicious words into her ear. Rose feels the spikes on Ridley’s dog collar on her neck, and this reminds her of the chain attached to it; with great skill she frees a hand, grasps the chain and quickly pulls back, throwing it around Ridley’s neck. Rose drops to the mat and Ridley is pulled after her – but Rose pulls up her legs and scissors them around his abdomen, so that she’s now choking him fully. Rose rolls back, and smiles as Ridley’s feet come off the ground; Ridley kicks and frees himself after about 10 seconds or so, but Rose is only just getting started. She keeps a firm hold of the chain and sets her Stiletto heels to Ridley’s back and chest, leaving a whole host of sharp marks and even a few puncture wounds. No one’s ever seen Ridley treated in this way before, and clearly Ridley’s becoming more than angry; he rolls to his feet, releasing the extra chain from his neck, and then pulls Rose in. He almost hits her with his fist, but pulls back at the last second, regaining his composure; Yoko gives him a verbal warning, which generates a withering glare from Ridley.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 23, 2005 14:41:58 GMT -5
Rose, however, is under no such restriction, and she makes the most of that now, capitalizing on Ridley’s slight error and lighting into him while he’s in reach. In response Ridley pivots around behind Rose and locks his interlaced fingers around her chin, wrenching back; he presses his knee into her spine and pulls so that Rose is off the ground and fighting for air. Rose flails, but pulls herself together mentally and then gets a foot up on to Ridley’s knee, backflipping to free herself. She lands behind Ridley and Ridley spins around, driving himself at her; they crash to the mat and roll over, Ridley trying to choke her while Rose fights back with a furious barrage of fists. When this doesn’t work Rose lashes out with her nails, raking Ridley across the eyes; Ridley is put off his game momentarily, and Rose turns them over so that Ridley is flat on his back, with Rose straddling him and trapping his arms underneath their combined weight. The flickering candles reflect on her leather clothing; Rose takes hold of the chain and pulls Ridley’s head up off of the mat, leaning in close. The light of the candles makes the pair into silhouettes……..the shadows come closer, and then merge as Rose forces a kiss upon Ridley, love and hatred melting together into something beyond both of them. The moment ends when Ridley lets out a small but significant snarl of rage and thrashes himself free, throwing Rose to one side; as the camera shot becomes clear again, teethmarks are visible on one of Ridley’s earlobes. Ridley pounces on to Rose before she can get up and attempts to overpower her, holding her shoulders to the mat in a literal struggle for dominance, but Yoko only reaches 2 before Rose kicks out, and then rolls quickly to her feet.
She isn’t quick enough to evade Ridley this time, and the pair race through hold and counterhold, twisting and writhing in their efforts to contain their foe. Rose holds her own, but is coming to understand that she needs to play every advantage she has if she’s to get Ridley into a position where she can even think about trying to make him submit. She whips Ridley to the ropes, knowing that his arsenal for reply is severely constrained; Ridley hits the ropes and runs back, ducks Rose’s clothesline and tries to make a grab, but Rose has worked this out and Ridley takes a knee right to the face as Rose grabs him by the head. The blow shakes Ridley up for a moment, and Rose makes her play – with Ridley in the centre of the ring, she takes hold of his legs and puts him into a Liontamer. But this is no ordinary version of the move – Rose forces Ridley’s feet back until they’re almost directly beside his head, and the crowd gasps, aware of the enormous strain that this will be putting on Ridley’s spine. Ridley just seems to get even angrier, which is perhaps his way of hiding the true effect the move’s having; Rose holds it for a minute, but then decides that a) it’s not likely to work if it hasn’t already and b) she’s got plenty of better ideas to use. Rose releases the hold, and stomps Ridley some more while he’s regaining full use of his lower limbs; her gaze travels to the little table, and her eyes flicker with a light brighter than that of the candles. Rose walks over to the side of the ring, and looks….. but then returns her gaze to Ridley, who’s just kipped up a few feet away. Patience, she thinks to herself, patience……
Rose walks forward, her confidence growing. She taunts Ridley, clearly enjoying her mental games as much as the physical ones, and the fans can tell that Ridley’s close to the edge, yearning to strike down his tormentor. But to do so would be to grant Rose a victory over him, and Ridley cannot bear the thought of such; he comes forward to meet her, and tries to lock up, but now Rose won’t play things his way, and his every attempt is met with a leather – covered punch or kick. The jangling chain around his neck is also still calling to Rose; she takes hold of it, and uses a mighty roundhouse kick to drop Ridley to his knees. From there, Rose heads to the ropes and drags Ridley behind her; she places the sole of her foot on his throat and presses down hard, cutting Ridley’s air supply and forcing the rough collar against his neck. There’s already some bruising showing around it as Rose drapes a weakened Ridley over the second rope; using the chain, she is able to set up an “Ivy Choke” which the videogame buffs in the audience recognize as being closely inspired by Ivy’s back throw in Soul Calibur II. Ridley’s starting to darken around the eyes as the constant pressure starts to take a toll; but he remains defiant, and silently challenges Rose to try and make things hard for him. Rose’s response is to release the choke, lift Ridley up and slam him down front – first on the mat; she delivers a vicious kick to the side of his head, and then paces over to the ropes and the table on the other side of the ring. Rose slides out, and pulls off the cover; the crowd cranes forward, trying to see what’s there, but Rose scoops all the items up and deposits them across one side of the ring. She scans the collection, and then takes up two pieces, glancing across to see Ridley approaching, thirsting for violence.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Apr 23, 2005 14:42:47 GMT -5
Ridley sees the cat o’ nine tails too late to avoid the first strike; Rose lashes him across the chest, casting an array of fresh wounds across his scarred skin. She is able to hit him a second time, but on the third Ridley grabs the tails and rips it out of her grasp. His other hand shoots forward, and Ridley leers as he delivers a huge chokeslam, almost sending the pair of them through the ring. Ridley drops into a cover, using all his force, and Yoko makes the count, 1,2,thr –
There’s only a faint buzzing to precede the jolt as Rose applies her palmed Tazer, concealed by her black leather gloves, directly to Ridley’s groin. Ridley’s not one to over react to anything, so his screech of agony tells everyone just how appallingly painful this is. Ridley rolls off, but Rose isn’t just intending to use the weapon in self defence; she follows, and holds the charged machine in place, her leather outfit offering her some protection so that even though she feels some pain from traversing current, it’s nothing she can’t handle. She keeps it there for a good 15 seconds, and by the time she’s done Ridley is lying almost still on the mat, eyes struggling to focus. Rose gives the machine a cursory check and then zaps Ridley again, briefly this time. She orders him to submit, but gets no response; becoming angrier, Rose repeatedly shocks him, but Ridley won’t give in. Finally the power of the machine gives out, and Rose casts it aside; she looks around her, and sees that the closest item is in fact one of the decorative candles. Rose leans over, and picks it up carefully. She looks, and then glances to Yoko.
Rose: Yoko, come here.
Yoko looks puzzled, but does as she’s asked.
Rose: Do you know what Batik is?
Yoko shakes her head. Rose pushes Ridley over so that his back is exposed, and then pours the hot melted wax pooled inside the candle over his skin. Ridley bucks a little, but is still too paralyzed from the electric shock to get up.
Rose: Batik is an Indian artform that uses hot max to protect a surface before it’s dyed, usually cotton, but other materials can be used as well……
Rose uses her sharp nails to scrape away some of the congealing wax. A pattern starts to emerge, and as Rose works, the shape of a flower appears. Ridley’s skin is scorched where the wax is removed, so that the flower stands out, a clear white against the red. Rose looks at it critically.
Rose: It is almost complete…..all that is required is proper contrast. Unless…..?
Rose waits for an answer, but none is forthcoming. She smiles, and then takes something out of her waistband; it’s a small craft knife. Rose picks her spots, and cuts some relatively small slashes into Ridley’s back, carefully avoiding the wax. The blood runs, not in horrifying quantities, but enough for Rose to smear it over her “canvas” until all Ridley’s skin is stained with it. The waterproof wax resists this treatment, and Rose stands up and takes a look at her finished piece. As she’s doing this, Ridley starts to pull himself up; Rose throws her knife to the outside, walks around, and grasps Ridley by the chin.
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