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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 28, 2005 14:30:18 GMT -5
Segment: Steve Irwin, He Ain’t (Credit: Yoko)
The scene fades in on El Froggy Mask and Beau James wandering throughout a desert, when Beau stops and sits on a rock.
Beau: Drinking break.
Froggy: One of us should be sober, in case of being lost.
Beau: Back at home I used to hunt in the Blue Ridge Mountains with my buddies, and we were drunker than skunks. Never got lost, so don't you worry.
He tosses Froggy a beer. Froggy looks at it for a bit, then opens it and they drink together.
Froggy: So you hunt, you know about animals. Where is chupacabra hiding?
Beau: Chewbaccas wait in the sand and then leap out and spray poison, they're like snakes.
Froggy: No...That's Mongolian Death Worm.
Beau: ...Well shoot, you're right. What's a chupanibre then?
Froggy: Chupacabra is like alien, with claws, between two and six feet tall, and spines.
Beau: Well I heard those fly and live in the sky.
El Froggy Mask looks up at the sky nervously.
Beau: Well, let's get going while the going's gettin'.
Froggy: While the getting's good?
Beau: Whatever, come on.
Beau stands up and they continue further into the desert.
End Segment.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 28, 2005 14:30:59 GMT -5
Segment: A Sadist, a Filipino, Some Maple Seeds, and a Glass of Milk (Credit: Kiji)
A fresh video begins on the Titnatron; Mercer Stanton lounges at poolside, sipping, curiously enough, a wine glass filled with ordinary milk. The midday sun is a blinding disk in the sky, touching the grass, the manor, the surface of the water. A Filipino poolboy pushes a broom along the edge of the pool, sweeping up the tiny seeds from the maple trees that have managed to flutter over the stone wall enclosing the pool area, borne upon the summer wind.
Elias emerges from a doorway and approaches the pool, his face shadowed beneath his broad-brimmed hat.
Elias: I'd like to talk with you, Mr. Stanton.
Stanton: Oh?
He adjusts his sunglasses casually and takes another sip of milk. In the arena the fans immediately start to take notice as Elias has rarely spoken at all until now.
Stanton: ..Well? I'm listening.
Elias hesitates. He looks past Stanton to the poolboy, who stands close by, staring fixedly at the ground, brushing the same spot of already-clean concrete over and over. A light breeze begins to blow, sending a few maple seeds wheeling over the pool area. Casually, Elias unholsters his revolver and begins to twirl it deftly with one finger hooked in the trigger guard. He raises the gun, still spinning, and with expert precision, stops it and fires a shot. A maple seed above the poolboy's head explodes and drops to the ground, its broad, blade-like wing shredded by the bullet.
He gets the message and moves himself and the broom to another part of the area at top speed. Stanton chuckles softly.
Stanton: Kiji likes them. He gestures at one of the seeds.
Stanton: He pretends they're spaceships and crashes them into walls, making engine noises. Gives the maid conniptions.
Elias: That's what I wanted to talk about, actually.
Stanton: Spaceships?
Elias: Kiji.
An eyebrow raises over dark glasses; Stanton shifts in his beach chair.
Stanton: What about him?
Elias: Surely you've noticed. He's been here longer than I have.
Stanton: Noticed what?
Elias: His... oddities.
Stanton says nothing, so the other man continues.
Elias: Sometimes I'll come into a room and turn on the light and he'll be sitting there, in the dark, not doing anything. Just staring at nothing. I once found him sitting in the fireplace, covered in ash and talking to himself about dinosaurs. And surely you remember when Mr. Delmarre visited the estate? Kiji denounced him as a "crotch pheasant" and tried to steal his tie. The maid told me that she woke up one night to see him standing in her doorway--
Stanton: This is nonsense, now--
Elias: --and that she told you, but the subject wasn't brought up again. There's no denying it--he's a weird kid.
Stanton scowls.
Stanton: We all have our eccentricities. Why are you wearing spurs?
Elias: This isn't about me, damnit. Have you ever seen him fight? He gets... excited.
Stanton smiles and takes another sip of milk, draining the glass. He sets it down carefully next to his chair.
Stanton: Ah, but don't we all? The clashing of bone and sinew--
Elias: What I mean is that he has a raging hard-on the whole time.
Stanton: So he enjoys his work. I find that an admirable quality in an employee.
Elias: Goddamnit, you--
He shakes his head violently.
Elias: Mr. Stanton, he's not right. You need to get him a therapist or something. He can't be relied upon.
A hard edge comes into Stanton's voice.
Stanton: I'll be the judge of that, thank you. I might remind you that Kiji has never failed to complete an assignment, whereas your own record is not quite as... impressive.
Elias's jaw tightens.
Elias: Yet you keep me around, just the same. But that's beside the point. He's mentally unbalanced, a sadist a--
He struggles to find words, and Stanton interjects.
Stanton: He's good at what he does. Quite frankly, I don't care whether or not you like him. Tell it to the poor, downtrodden maid who makes more money per hour than most of her countrymen do in a month. Get out of here.
Elias bows mockingly.
Elias: As you wish, sir.
He walks back into the house, and the scene fades out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 28, 2005 14:32:50 GMT -5
Credit: TNTMatch 6: TNT vs. Hunter - Hardcore Haven (Credit: Hunter) As the show comes back from the commercial break, Philip is seen standing in the ring, mic in hand. He looks over to the faded titantron, and the audience instantly erupts into cheers.Philip: Ladies and gentlemen, this next match is the Hardcore Haven Match! The cheering gets louder as the titantron turns on. We are taken to the indoor parking lot in the backstage area of the arena. Already set-up is the enormous cage that is known as Hardcore Haven. The cage is thirty feet high, the first fifteen feet being made out of barbed wire. Attached to the cage walls at the fifteen-foot point is a metal beam that stretches five feet inward. This is what is known as the “resting area”. In the middle of the ring are scattered assorted weapons, including tables, barbed wire tables, ladders, sledgehammers, and any other weapon that someone can’t get arrested for using in wrestling. Above this abomination hangs a suitcase, which contains the contract for a future World Title shot.Philip: The rules are simple: the two men enter the cage and can only be let out once one of them has the briefcase in their possession. To get it, they must set-up the ladder, climb to one of the rest areas, and then climb the rest of the height of the cage and into the middle of the ceiling, where they will be forced to unhook the briefcase. Introducing first, from Rochester, NY, he is a member of the Senatorial Stable, Hunter! ”Thunderstruck” hits the speakers as Hunter appears in front of the cage, amidst many cheers from the audience. The referees open the door for him, but he waits and stares at the horror of mankind that he has created.Philip: And his opponent, from Chicago, IL, T-N-T! ”Never Enough” blasts through the airwaves as TNT appears on the other side of the cage, amidst many boos given off by the fans in attendance. The other referees and officials open the door in front of TNT, and the two men simultaneously enter as the doors are locked behind them. They stare at each other, pure hared brewing through their veins. There is no room for blood in the veins, and this blood has nowhere else to go but out. Through a sick and twisted set-up such as this, such an event is sure to happen.Bell Rings. Hunter wastes no time in charging TNT, the man who has been screwing him over for the past two months. His anger is unleashed as he jumps on TNT and begins pounding on the man’s face. TNT quickly kicks Hunter off, gets up, and throws his leg in the air, hoping to connect his boot with Hunter’s chin. It doesn’t work that well, as Hunter grabs TNT’s leg and hits him with a capture suplex. Hunter then walks over to TNT and continues pounding his face. TNT again kicks him off, getting rather annoyed at Hunter’s consistent attacks, which lack any true wrestling. Hunter doesn’t want to wrestle; he wants to fight. TNT smiles and cracks his neck, and it appears that that’s exactly what Hunter’s going to get. Hunter and TNT charge each other at the same moment, and the two connect in the middle of the ring and trade punches, quickly turning the match into a test of boxing. TNT uppercuts Hunter, and when Hunter is on the ground, TNT pulls through with some good old fashioned wrestling and locks in a Boston Crab. TNT puts all of his strength into the move, even though he knows that if Hunter taps, it would be useless. Meanwhile, Hunter has been reaching for a sledgehammer that is a mere inch away from him. He gets one hand on it, clenches it, and in one fell swoop, swings it backwards at TNT, hoping to connect to any sort of body part. He hits TNT’s shoulder, and TNT breaks the hold and falls down clenching his shoulder. Hunter uses this time to stumble to his feet and pick up a table that is lying next to him. He sets it up and turns around, only to get TNT to attempt another superkick. Hunter grabs his foot and spins him around, then picks him up into a scoopslam, only to have TNT slip off his shoulder and hit him with a German suplex through the table! TNT uses this time to his advantage and sets up a ladder in the middle of the ring. He starts to climb it, until Hunter charges at him and hits him in his injured shoulder with a kendo stick. The stick breaks instantly, and as does TNT’s strength. TNT drops to the mat and Hunter hits him with a leg drop. Hunter climbs to the top turnbuckle and raises his arm. He’s just about to leap off before he notices TNT’s eye quickly move towards him. He can tell exactly what TNT’s going to try, so Hunter smirks and reaches into his pocket, where he pulls out his now infamous brass knuckles. He kisses them and leaps off. TNT jumps up in the air, hoping to recreate the finish to their match at Fallen Heroes. Things don’t go his way, unfortunately, as TNT’s face gently meets the cold metal around Hunter’s knuckle. Hunter smiles and drops the knuckles. This time, Hunter sets up a ladder. He is about to climb it, but he suddenly stops. It seems that he’s somehow felt TNT slowly sneaking up behind him, his face clenched with his left hand. Hunter turns around the moment that TNT reaches for him. Able to see the quick movements of TNT’s arms, Hunter ducks underneath them and kicks TNT in the gut, then sets him up on his shoulders and hits the Rage! The fans cheer, as they haven’t seen Cage’s old finisher in ages. Hunter then steps over TNT and grabs his head with his legs. He jumps up, does a full body twist, and hits the APM.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 28, 2005 14:33:47 GMT -5
Hunter smiles, but he still seems discontent with TNT’s pain. He appears to want to inflict more of it. Hunter then picks up one of the barbed wire tables and lays it against the barbed wire wall. Hunter’s quick thinking is too slow this time, though, as he turns around but is unable to see TNT quickly charge at him with a ladder, which connects with Hunter’s gut and sends him THROUGH the barbed wire table AND the barbed wire wall. TNT smiles and drops the ladder, which lands half inside the ring and half outside. TNT smirks even greater when he realizes that there’s no way that Hunter can get back into the ring. TNT takes him sweet time and sets up the second ladder and starts climbing it. At the last second, he sees Hunter’s shape run up the seesaw created by the ladder and leap into the ring, and simultaneously, into TNT. Hunter slowly rises, very content with the powerful spear he just performed. He then gets a little confused as he sees blood smeared across TNT’s chest. Could a simple spear really make a man bleed? Hunter rubs his forehead, and it is after seeing his bloody hand that he realizes that the blood is not TNT’s, but his own.
By this time, TNT has already regained most of his strength, and in an amazing show of skill, he leaps up and RKOs Hunter out of nowhere. TNT then picks Hunter up and whips him into the wall, only to have Hunter reverse the whip and to have him basically throw TNT into the barbed wire cage. Hunter smiles, seeing a cut across TNT’s forehead from which blood flows, confirming that this time, the blood is in fact TNT’s. Hunter picks up TNT and suplexes him, but doesn’t let go. He gets up and attempts another suplex, only to have TNT suplex him instead. TNT no rises for another suplex, but this one is reversed into on of Hunter’s. Hunter gets up and walks away from TNT. He quickly realizes that a suplex doesn’t have enough power to keep a man like TNT down for too long. He turns around and confirms his fears, but thinking quickly, he charges at TNT and hits him with the Dynamite. TNT’s skull bounces off a conveniently placed chair. Hunter sets up the ladder and climbs up. He is almost at the top when TNT pushes the ladder. Hunter falls down and his body falls on the other ladder, which whips up from the impact and flies directly into TNT’s chest. Both men are down now, and it stays that way for a few minutes.
TNT is the first to get up and repeats his own actions for nearly the fifth time and sets up the ladder. Hunter gets up, and TNT notices. He quickly runs over and hits Hunter with his new move, the Wave of Excellence (sit-out Pedigree). He smiles and turns his attention back towards the ladder. He climbs up and is about half way up when Hunter sneaks up behind him and grabs him while he’s on the ladder, then hits him with the Poetic Justice off the ladder! The ladder is still set up, and Hunter uses this opportunity to slowly climb up the ladder and get into the rest area. He gets up again and sees a pair of brass knuckles hit the cage about an inch from his head. He turns around and sees that TNT is up again. Hunter looks at the brass knuckles next to his feet, and though there are many thoughts flowing through his head, he doesn’t want to attempt any of them. He starts to climb up the cage wall, his exhaustion making his progress slow. This is not what TNT wants, so TNT quickly runs over to the ladder and starts climbing it. He suddenly hears millions of cheers arise, even in the backstage area! He wonders what’s going on, and he looks up to see that Hunter is closing in on the briefcase…... but he’s not there yet. TNT puts on all the speed he has and throws himself at the cage wall; he climbs it in record time, and gets a hand to the case. He tries to unhook it, but it won’t come – and there is a roar from the crowd as Hunter swings his feet down and kicks TNT as hard as he can. With one hand on the smooth case, TNT can’t hold on; he crashes down, rolling and falling all the way to the bottom, and Hunter gently removes the case from its holding position. He holds it clear, and the bell rings to bring the match to its conclusion.
Philip: Here is your winner……HUNTER!
The fans cheer Hunter enormously, and he couldn’t be happier. He’s finally beaten his rival, and it feels good. Hunter slowly climbs back down, moves to the edge of the rest area and jumps off and grabs onto the ladder. He slowly starts climbing down. Meanwhile, TNT is raging mad. He watches Hunter climb down the ladder, like a predator stalking its prey. When Hunter’s feet hit the ground, TNT lunges at him, knocks him down, and locks him into the Koji Clutch. The referees charge into the ring, and after a good minute of holding Hunter in the submission, TNT lets go. He gets up and raises his hands in joy, while the referees and other officials begin to ridicule him and at the same time care for Hunter. He hobbles out of the cage into the darkness and utters the "last laugh."
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 28, 2005 14:34:29 GMT -5
Segment: A shock in store (Credit: Yoko)
Yoko Satoshi is seen sitting on the couch in her locker room, constantly readjusting herself out of nervousness. There's suddenly a knock at the door.
Mr. Floppy: She's here, better get it.
Yoko: Right! Just remember, you face the wall, ok?
Mr. Floppy turns toward the wall as Yoko gets up and opens the door. Jade is standing there.
Jade: I said I'd stop by before the match, and here I am. Are you prepared?
Yoko: I'm pretty sure, yeah. Do..Do you want to come sit on the couch for a bit?
Jade: Sure, I could use a bit of relaxation before we go out there.
She enters the room and sits down on the couch, Yoko sticks close behind and sits down next to her.
Jade: You're not weirded out by what happened earlier, are you?
Yoko: Not at all.
Jade: Good. I just wanted to see their reaction, it was hila-
She's cut off as Yoko leans toward her and kisses her, inserting her tongue into her mouth while firmly grabbing her right breast. Jade squirms and jumps up off the couch.
Jade: What the hell are you doing?
Yoko: You kissed me earlier...
Jade: I was TEASING them!
Yoko: I thought you wanted...I wanted...
Jade: I had no idea you actually felt that way about me. This is really, really weird. I thought we were just close friends, but you've ruined that. I'll...I'll see you some other time.
She heads to the door as Yoko begins to cry into her hands.
Jade: And tell that rabbit to leave me alone, he wouldn't stop grinning at me when I came in.
Yoko looks up from her hands and spots Mr. Floppy, smiling as if he's accomplished something big. Jade leaves the room and begins walking down the corridor, when she hears a loud crash from inside Yoko's room.
Yoko(From inside): I TOLD YOU TO FACE THE FUCKING WALL!
Jade shakes her head and walks off.
End Segment.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 28, 2005 14:35:12 GMT -5
Segment: Redemption at hand (Credit: Rose)
Each of us bears his own Hell -- Virgil
The scene opens in front of the traditional ACW promo area and it looks as Kevin Anderson is getting ready to interview somebody. Alexandra “The White Rose” Kaesar comes on screen and she looks as determined as ever. She exudes confidence and she looks to be in a very good mood. She anxiously awaits her question from Kevin.
Kevin: Alexandra Kaesar, you must be feeling very confident after your victory over Ridley on Warfare.
Rose turns and looks at Kevin as if he is either very stupid or clinically insane.
Rose: Victory?
Kevin responds as if it is common knowledge.
Kevin: Yes……you defeated Ridley just this past Warfare.
Rose: I didn’t defeat Ridley. All I did was win a simple and ultimately insignificant match. I refuse to underestimate Ridley and if anything……..I got lucky. You see, I have immeasurable amounts of respect for Ridley’s ability in the ring and I am not foolish enough to put myself on a pedestal. I only succeeded in reawakening his hate towards me…….all I did was fuel the flame. I have seen first hand what happens to those who awaken his rage. I’ve seen what he’s done to Skurai…….to Latino…..to Alicia…..and it seems that if is my turn to face the flame. Tonight I will not just face the Ridley’s rage, no it’s much more than that, tonight I will face my fate. I’ve never really defeated Ridley, but tonight............
Kevin: Well?
Rose: Tonight is very different…… I have a chance to not just defeat him, but to make him do something that he has never done in his entire career. I have a chance to make him submit to me one last time and it is a chance that worth risking my life. I am literally risking my life by getting into the ring with him tonight. He will not let me go this time and I don’t deserve to be let free again. I will gladly risk my life and tonight I will make Ridley loathe the one thing that he has loved his entire life. I won’t just defeat him in an insignificant little match, I will break him. I will give him all the pain that he could ever desire and I will make him drown in it.
Kevin: So, could you elaborate on what your strategy will be for this match?
Rose: ………..
Kevin: Ms. Kaesar, if you could---
Rose: I will do whatever it takes. I will not be stopped by Referees, I will not be stopped by Paramedics, and I sure as hell will not be stopped by ACW’s management. I am a righteous human being now and I have a God given duty. I will repair my mistakes in life and I will save my soul from damnation. It is true, I am a righteous, yet horribly damned, soul. I have watched as my sins have multiplied and I did nothing to stop them. Ridley……..Yoko……….Skurai……and even Alicia are products of my sin. As punishment for my crimes, the Lord will surely damn me to Hell. That’s really what I am right now, I am a damned soul and the fires of Hell are grand motivators. I will do whatever it takes to attain my redemption. There are no lengths that I will not go to. Kevin, if you knew that you would spend an eternity in the depths of Hell, then you would do what I will do tonight. I will tear Ridley to shreds, if need be and I will then be one step closer to attaining redemption.
Rose pauses and then she smiles a very eerie smile.
Rose: Ridley…….. You once said that you would give me anything that I desired. You have given me a lot of things………so many pleasurable things, but you still owe me this one thing. You denied me my child and by doing that you denied me my legacy. You owe me this one thing. Please…..don’t deny me my redemption…………don’t deny me my peace……….
Kevin is startled by Rose’s words, but moves things along and tries to close.
Kevin: Ms. Kaesar, we are out of----
Rose’s eyes grow cold and her resolve strengthens.
Rose: I will never be denied again.
She shoots an icy cold glare into the camera as it slowly fades to black.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 28, 2005 14:36:05 GMT -5
Segment: RDK’s Video Review (Credit: RDK)
In the arena, the titantron lights up, and a video indeed starts as the crowd hushes to hear and see it...
...Randy Kanyon...
A Life Of Hardship
Randy is shown in a family picture of his, he possesses a black eye.
Perseverance Through All.
Randy is shown at his high school graduation
The new road, clearly paved.
Randy makes his debut in the GFWWE; winning the tag team championships with his old friend, Ridley.
An inconsistent motive
One scene goes to RDK winning the world title, then it switches to him vacating it in ACW and assuming commissionership.
After redemption, his people, at his side
"Macho Man Macho Man"
Failure to regain lost trinkets, evident.
Randy is shown cheated out of the world title twice by BK London.
Faith Remains, However old memories are resurrected, and new paths revealed.
?: Well Well, if it isn't my boy, Randy?
Randy: Dad?...
The first confrontation in over two decades reveals a plot and a goal.
Ginger: ...How about if you can take Randy out within now till the ppv, you and Julien get a full time contract. Ill give you a contract till then for now. Deal?
The first phase commences, a bout set on The Macho Man's head.
Angelo: Outta my way!
Valmont: Hold on there Mario, I have a proposition for you.
Angelo listens to Valmont's offer and takes it.
Their effort, in vain...
Julien scrambles back to the ring and takes the arm which Angelo dropped. As he does so, however, both he and Valmont are stunned as RDK explodes back into life, kicking both his kin away and springing back to his feet. The crowd just goes even more mental as RDK faces his father and brother, evidently more than ready for a fight, and the fans realize that RDK pretended to be taken down by Angelo quickly so that he would be able to defend himself at the critical time. The fans start chanting, “R – D – K! R – D – K!” and the Macho Man smiles, and holds up a hand to his ear, Hogan – style. Julien cowers behind his father, but Valmont continues to face his younger son, even as he slowly gives ground. As he reaches the ropes, there’s a loud BANG, which turns out to be the sound of AK and Angelo taking one another into the steel steps. As they get up, Angelo’s wound from earlier has started bleeding again, and Angelo grabs a mic from a ringside assistant.
A second shot for achievement of their goal is given, a different outcome is the result.
Philip: Here are your winners…Julien and Angelo Giovanni!
Dreams haunt The Macho Man from this point, his family's presence taking a toll on his mental being...
RDK wakes from a dream, sweating...
His own Aunt's grave, defiled in order to bring a message. However compassion is shown by the brother Of The People's Champion.
Valmont is shown in a sick scene as he pisses all over the tombstone and grave of where RDK lies beside. The word "Failure" developed. Julien stands there, eyes glazed, in a trance.
Valmont sends for Julien to destroy RDK, however this results in Julien turning, realizing his mistakes...Only for him to be punished...
Julien tries to defend RDK however receives multiple cane/chair shots for his troubles.
The people at his side, The Macho Man RDK goes into the ppv, Spring Into Hell, with one objective. This objective being the halt to his father's destruction. An evil and twisted man, no love that remains within his soul. Tonight, a clash of identical blood commences, and the ending will only be clear once a final fall is delivered....
Fade Out
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 28, 2005 14:36:59 GMT -5
Match 7: RDK vs Valmont - Parental Punishment Match The whole arena is still vibrating with the crowd’s reaction to the match that has just passed, and now they shout and cheer for another hero to come and ensure that justice prevails in a more personal dispute. Philip is ready and waiting to announce the competitors.Philip: The next match is a “Parental Punishment” match, set for one fall. Introducing first, from Parts Unknown…..Valmont! ”Stan” by Eminem accompanies a smug looking Valmont as he walks out on to the stage; the fans bombard him with angry boos and jeers, but Valmont knows that everything is rigged in his favour here. He stalks to the ring and enters it, his cane as always in his hand.
The booing is wiped away with a tsunami of cheers as “Macho Man” plays, and RDK comes forward, raising his arms to the hysterical crowds, but never taking his eyes off of the man waiting for him in the ring.Philip: And his opponent, from Yellowknife, Canada…..The Macho Man, RDK! The sound is bordering on deafening as RDK paces toward the ring. He feels the emotion of the crowd, but it is drowned by waves of his own, and he feels an urge to disregard the sham of a match and set upon his estranged relative at once. Resisting this admirably, he enters the ring and waits quietly as the referee runs down the rules, and then gives the ok for the match to begin.Bell Rings. As the bell fades away, the arena is already filled with shouts and chants in support of RDK; the fans are making it extremely clear whom they favour, and what they want to see. Their support gives RDK a lift, but he’s unable to acknowledge it directly as he’s staring continuously at Valmont, who just stares back. His contempt – filled smirk has receded somewhat on being confronted directly with his deeply angry son, and he grips his cane tightly. The standoff ends when RDK is unable to contain his desire to attack any longer, and with a burst of speed he’s up close, sending forward huge punches directly at Valmont’s head. Valmont staggers and the crowd cheers, but the situation is swiftly turned around as he smashes the metal head of his cane into RDK’s temple, and the blows make RDK lose his sense of direction a little so that Valmont is able to get behind him. The crowd boos angrily as Valmont starts up his real gameplan – he strikes RDK several times in the back, evidently concentrating on the spine where previous tough matches have left the Macho Man with a slight weakness. RDK grimaces as he takes the shots, but pulls himself together mentally, turns and ducks the next shot, and then grabs Valmont and takes him over backward into a suplex, landing his foe on his back instead. Valmont yelps on impact, and RDK rolls quickly to his feet and lays down a few stomps, in particular trying to hit the arm and hand that Valmont favours with his cane. As Valmont gets up, RDK gives the fans a brief nostalgia trip as he executes his DDT / Elbow Drop combination, and pins; the fans all stand up, but it’s only good for a 2 count. Valmont shoves RDK away, and swings his cane again; RDK catches it, and the pair struggle, backing up toward the ropes and unaware of their precise position, so intense is their anger. Valmont finally wins control and hits RDK again before using a very rough clothesline to send him over the ropes to the outside. RDK doesn’t take long to find his feet, but Valmont is already there as he rises and kicks RDK hard in the gut. RDK curls over, and Valmont gets another chance to work on his son’s back; the force and sheer loathing he feeds into those blows makes the people close by recoil at first. But then they move forward again, and security has to be on top form to control the furious fans, some of whom look almost ready to vault the barriers and try to help RDK directly. The noise is loud enough to hurt the ears of both competitors, and Valmont makes the error of shouting back at the fans; the pause, despite being brief, is long enough for RDK to straighten up and finally snatch the cane away from Valmont. RDK tosses it away, up the ramp, and Valmont looks very nervous as RDK closes down on him; disarmed, he flees around the ring with RDK in hot pursuit until he reaches the timekeper’s area. In traditional fashion Valmont attempts to boot Philip off of his chair, however Philip knows full well what Valmont intends to do with it, and grabs on to the chair himself in a brave attempt to foil him. Valmont’s far too strong, and he rips the chair away; being a total bastard, Valmont is determined to “put Philip in his place”, but the hold up has given RDK time not only to arrive on the scene but to formulate a plan. As Valmont holds the chair in front of him, RDK grabs him around the waist, spins him around and charges straight into the ringpost, so that the metal chair is “inadvertently” crushed into Valmont’s upper body. The fans roar with delight and as Valmont stumbles backward after being released, he lets the chair slip from his fingers and RDK pulls off his Macho Slam (being careful to avoid the dropped chair in case the referee considers this to be “Weapon use”). RDK covers, and gets just past the 2 count, and Valmont pulls himself back up with an expression blacker than has been seen by anyone previously.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 28, 2005 14:38:26 GMT -5
RDK’s burst of form comes to an abrupt end; in his eagerness to pin RDK has neglected to notice how close to the ring the pair of them are. As Valmont gets up, he has a second chair collected from beneath the ring in his hand, and RDK doesn’t have any chance to see the shot coming until it impacts into his shoulder. The fans boo with dismay, and Valmont steps up into a new gear, beating RDK mercilessly until he has to back away. Valmont follows, not giving him any chance to rest, until they’re on the side of the ring facing the ramp again. Bruises are starting to appear on RDK from the attacks, and his movements are a little slower; only now does Valmont dare to ditch the chair and take on his son directly. With a boxing action, Valmont delivers a string of blows that forces RDK to defend as best he can and back away once more; what RDK does not see is that he’s perilously close to the steel steps. Valmont feigns a slight deterioration in his strength, so that RDK opens up his style a little, and then with a twisted smile he sidesteps a kick, lifts RDK up and slams him down, back – first on to the uneven and unforgiving stairs. The fans cry out in shock, and RDK can’t prevent a yell of real pain escaping his lips. As RDK tries to pull himself up, Valmont collects his cane from the ramp, and takes something else out of his pocket – a set of brass knuckles. RDK takes a punch right between the eyes, and now seriously dazed Valmont is able to half lead, half drag him up the ramp, beating him constantly with the cane whenever he gets the chance, until they reach the stage. The ref follows, and Valmont clearly wants a “fitting” environment in which to secure his win; he executes a sloppy neckbreaker, and makes his first pin of the match, confident that the metal staging will have finished RDK off. But the fans can’t believe it, WON’T believe it, and Valmont’s expression falters again as RDK kicks out strongly at the 2 count, to the ecstatic cheers of the crowd.
RDK’s fuse is becoming red hot; as Valmont tries to resume his beating, RDK grabs Valmont’s knuckled hand with one of his, and thunders home a barrage of punches with his other fist, so fast that Valmont is unable to block them effectively. The referee follows as the fight moves into the backstage area; RDK is starting to see some chances to take back the initiative. and he whips Valmont hard into a pile of packing cases, sending them everywhere. Valmont sprawls, and seeing a case which is larger than the rest RDK climbs on to it and hits a Macho Moonsault on to his revolting relative. The ref takes a few seconds to spot that RDK is pinning amid the debris, and the delay lets Valmont recover enough to break out at 2.5. The crowd is making themselves heard even in the back, and this spurs RDK on further; he gets up and shouts at Valmont to come forward, and as soon as the livid form of his father charges out of the wrecked cases, RDK neatly catches the cane he’s still holding and uses it to whip him straight into the nearest door. The flimsy plywood is broken off of its hinges and falls inward; as RDK approaches he sees a little steam emanating from the room, and as both referee and camera follow the audience sees that this is one of ACW’s shower rooms. Quite extraordinarily for a PPV, it’s empty; Valmont is nowhere in sight and RDK realizes that he must be waiting in ambush, somewhere within. Carefully and with a defensive posture he enters; as RDK comes to face the two rows of cubicles, he sees that Valmont must be inside one of them. RDK is about to move forward, but then he sees the thermostat and main control panel on the wall; he raises an eyebrow to the camera, and then turns the heat dial to maximum. A single press of the “on” button triggers all of the showers at once, and there’s a screech from the far left cubicle; RDK moves forward decisively and as Valmont tries to escape, RDK blocks his path and shoves him hard back down on to the smooth stone floor. There is a huge cheer from the fans as Valmont gets another red - hot drenching, and RDK moves back a little and then holds his nose as Valmont staggers out.
RDK: Damn, that didn’t work…. your attitude STILL stinks!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 28, 2005 14:39:01 GMT -5
Valmont’s eyes are now burning with hatred; he makes a dash at RDK, but slips up on the wet floor. RDK makes a cover just to rub salt into the wound…..but his confidence is misplaced; as Valmont kicks he pulls a piece of cloth out of his pocket, now damp, and clamps it over RDK’s mouth and nose. RDK struggles fiercely, only for Valmont to clip him hard around the head with his cane once more. The drug takes effect, and RDK becomes dead weight; the referee looks at Valmont, expecting a pin to finish the match, but Valmont just smirks again.
Valmont: Oh, no. I’m just getting started….out of my way!
Though it’s clearly an effort, Valmont hooks up RDK under the arms and drags him out of the shower room, through the immediate backstage and out into the arena once more. The fans aren’t just booing now, they’re hissing; Valmont seems amused at this, and just laughs a little as he pulls RDK down the ramp to the edge of the ring. RDK is only lightly under, and Valmont has to act quickly; he searches under the ring and finally finds a cardboard box, evidently placed there earlier. As RDK starts to stir, Valmont pulls out a pair of handcuffs, shiny in the arena lights; he deftly cuffs RDK around the nearest ringpost, so that both his hands are shackled and the chain is around the post. RDK slowly gets up and tries to turn around, but because of the cuffs he can’t. Valmont leers, and strokes the cool metal top of his cane before smashing it into RDK’s back repeatedly, focusing in on the areas which already look to be most heavily bruised.
The fans scream with anger as Valmont continues to beat the now almost helpless RDK; as his fury rises, the expression on Valmont’s face becomes more and more contorted, and he lays into his son with cane, brass knuckles, and boots. Then just when people think it can’t get worse, it does; Valmont pulls off his belt, and horrid welts start to rise on RDK’s back as Valmont whips him. All the time he screams abuse; the noise of the crowd is too loud for the camera to pick up everything, but words such as “retard”, “deserter” and “ungrateful” spike the soundtrack like poison barbs. The unrelenting assault is wearing RDK down; he sinks to one knee, and then to both, and Valmont’s vicious laughter can be heard above the din. RDK puts his head on the apron, and looks close to tears….. not from the pain, no, but from the feelings inside him of having let down his fans, his brother…..of being a…..
“RDK?”<br> It’s such a tiny voice, and yet in the midst of this hell, RDK hears it. He turns his head to the other side and sees a child, probably no more than eight, looking at him over the barrier.
“Does it hurt?”<br> They look at each other, the boy and his hero. RDK gives the smallest of nods, and winces as Valmont strikes him again, completely unaware of what else is happening. The child looks at RDK, and then at Valmont, and back to RDK again. He glances around him, and then gives RDK a smile…one of unshakeable belief.
His voice is still only small, one amongst thousands, but he uses it anyway……
“R –D- K! R – D- K!”<br> And RDK lifts his head up, and listens in quiet awe, as the people around the kid somehow pick up on what he’s trying to do, and join the chant. It ripples outward, like a Mexican wave, and though Valmont is now threatening to open up bleeding wounds on his back, RDK rises to his feet. The sound gets louder and louder, and RDK focuses on it, not looking back, blocking out the pain of Valmont’s blows. He takes a deep breath, and makes a sharp pull on the cuffs, so that the chain is stretched against the metal post. The chant keeps growing, and RDK starts to wrench now, in time with everyone in the arena, pulling the chain as sharply and hard as he can against the post in time with every “R”. The continuous jarring makes the tops of his wrists start to bleed, but RDK will not give up, and now even Valmont has stopped his attacks; he watches and puts his belt back on with amusement as RDK fights with everything he has, surely exhausting his last reserves of energy. The chain seems solid, but the fans will not give up, and they carry RDK along with them, getting louder and louder, almost unbearably so, until suddenly the microphone at the corner records a metallic PING –
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 28, 2005 14:39:41 GMT -5
- and RDK stumbles backward, almost throwing himself to the floor through the force of his final titanic effort. But he stays on his feet, and the RDK chant at last becomes a solid roar of triumph as RDK turns around, looks Valmont straight in the eye, and holds up his hands to show the broken chain….. ……and Valmont looks afraid, truly afraid of what his future now holds.
RDK’s vengeance comes swiftly; he’s within inches of Valmont in seconds, and now RDK hammers him brutally with punches at incredible speed, following up with a Jabroni Buster on to the thin outside mats. The referee again expects a pin, but none is forthcoming, and RDK hurls Valmont into the ring, jumping up after him. Valmont pulls himself up and tries to defend himself, whirling his cane wildly, but he only succeeds in clocking the referee, who gets a little too close to the action. RDK delivers another Macho Slam, and stomps on Valmont without mercy; all his anger and rage for what he’s been through throughout his life boils to the surface, and even the most ardent Machomanics look a little scared. As Valmont holds up his arms in front of him, RDK snatches the hated cane, and seeing the referee down, he takes aim at Valmont’s skull. Valmont’s eyes are wide with terror, and RDK smiles….no, smirks……
…..and then stops dead, as he sees his own expression and stance on the titantron. The noise dies down, and RDK looks at the cane in his hands; his arms shake a little, and then he throws it down to one side.
RDK: No…… no, father! I will not do it…… I will not let myself become like you, a selfish, twisted, shit-for-brains tyrant!
The crowd cheers, and RDK looks around at the huge numbers of people. He looks genuinely emotional, and as his voice rises in volume the fans respond in kind.
RDK: It DOESN’T MATTER what you try to do to me, because I know who I am, and if I forget I have all my brudahs and sistas here to remind me! I am the bona fide, one and only……
Crowd: MACHO, MACHO MAN!!!
The building shakes to its very foundations, and RDK throws his arms up, machoing up and facing the crowd…..so he does not see Valmont rise up once more, his expression venomous and cane in hand.
Valmont: So be it…….Macho Man.
RDK turns, but he’s too late; Valmont swings his cane like a baseball bat and strikes RDK in the head. RDK collapses, all the punishment he’s taken taking its toll, and as he lies face down Valmont sneers and puts one foot on his back.
Valmont: I almost thought you were going to show me some guts there, boy…..but as I thought, you FAILED. It’s time for you to join your brother on the cripple ward…..
The fans scream and shout as Valmont lines up to attack RDK’s spine at the base of his neck one more time. Still badly dazed RDK cannot defend himself, and Valmont laughs wickedly –
- and then the lights go out. The crowd flips, barely daring even to think that this might be…..
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 28, 2005 14:42:36 GMT -5
….and then “Puritania” hits, and the place goes absolutely apeshit. Valmont’s refusal to watch any more of ACW’s shows than is absolutely necessary comes back to bite him in the ass, as instead of fleeing screaming for his life he turns, and actually waits for Ridley to reach the ring. Ridley’s got his face makeup in place, but hasn’t bothered with the fripperies of his cloak; he enters the ring as the lights come back on, and Valmont moves forward, throwing a punch in a pre – emptive strike. This turns out to have approximately the same force as a fart under a duvet, and Ridley just pauses and waits to see what else Valmont will try. Valmont attempts a couple of kicks to the gut, which merely confirm Ridley’s suspicions that he’s going to have to make his own entertainment here. Valmont literally goes flying as Ridley kicks him backward, stomps him a few times, and checks to see that his T Bone suplex is still in good working order. The ref has no reason to stop things due to the stipulation, and being an old hand stands well back as Valmont, now at last realizing just how much trouble he’s in, hits Ridley with his brass – knuckled hand. Ridley pays it not the least bit of attention, and Valmont puts everything into a strike with his cane. To his horror and everyone else’s delight, it shatters on impact against Ridley’s rock solid physique, and the crowd cheers and taunts Valmont as he starts to back away -
- but evidently there’s no beginning to Valmont’s intelligence, as he pulls off his belt once more and tries to whip Ridley across the face. Ridley’s reflexes, of course, are far too fast, and he catches the belt in mid air; Valmont gapes, and Ridley just gives him a look that says “You’re BORING me now. Die.” Before Valmont can even think about escaping, Ridley is behind him and smashes him to the ground with a thunderous kick to the back of the head. The crowd screams “Curbstomp” and Ridley obliges with the classic form of the move; Valmont struggles to even move, but Ridley finishes off his “tune up” for his forthcoming match with the 187. The crowd howls with satisfaction, and yet Ridley isn’t quite done; he collects a chair from the outside and stuffs Valmont’s head into it, and then slides back out to one of the sets of steel steps. Detaching the top half, Ridley climbs up on to the post and gauges the distance; the crowd can’t quite believe that Ridley will follow through, and so their reaction when Ridley basically piledrives the steps on to the chair from the top rope is one of amazement. Things go quieter for just a second….and then the crowd cheers; there is no sympathy for a man whose stated aim was to maim his own son.
RDK has by now recovered enough to see the end of Ridley’s little sojourn; he simply gives his old friend a nod of appreciation and respect, and Ridley slides out and heads to the back calmly, having proven to Valmont the old adage that however loudly you bark, there’s always a bigger dog in the yard somewhere. RDK walks over to the now prone form of his father; for a moment he considers using one final finisher of his own, but then decides that there’s no need. He pulls the chair off of Valmont, and makes a symbolic cover with one hand. The referee counts the 3, and the arena is filled with cheering and chanting once more.
Philip: Here is your winner…….the Macho Man, RDK!
RDK slowly gets up; every muscle in his body aches, but the flood of relief at finally bringing this saga to an end is felt by everyone there. RDK walks over to the edge of the ring and gestures for something; it’s a document. Valmont is still completely out of it, but this doesn’t prevent RDK from returning to the centre of the ring and holding Valmont’s contract aloft, before ripping it in half. RDK drops the papers to the floor, and calls for a mic; he looks around him, and the crowd becomes quiet for just a moment.
RDK: Brudas, I……. no, WE did it, and I thank every single one of you. I know now, more than I’ve ever known it, that nothing is as powerful as us Machomaniacs! OoOo….
Crowd / RDK together: …OoOoOoOoOoO YEAH!!!!
”Macho Man” hits, and the fans continue to cheer themselves silly as RDK hails them one more time, and then heads off to the back to take a very well earned rest. The EMTS arrive to collect Valmont, and the fans just watch with quiet satisfaction as he is carried off; he is no longer worthy even of their taunts.
After such a match everyone needs a breather, and so the show cuts to commercials.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 28, 2005 14:43:28 GMT -5
Segment: The Hunt is On! (Credit: Yoko)
Beau: We're not gonna make it, buddy!
We see El Froggy Mask is now carrying the gigantic Beau James on his back, and is slowly staggering through the desert.
Beau: Desert done got the best of us Froggy. Swallowed us up in its sands like Amelia Earnhardt.
Froggy: Earhart. Earnhardt was named Dale and was a racecar driver.
Beau: Did you know racecar spelled backwards is racecar?
Froggy: What...huh. Wow. Weird.
Beau: We're gonna die Froggy! Welcome to the jungle!
Froggy: Beau-
Beau: With my last breath, I curse that nerd from Led Zeppelin. Misty Mountain Hop sucked.
Froggy: Beau, I was trying to tell you, I saw building earlier.
Beau: Huh?
He looks out in front of them and sees a giant stadium-like building, and notices they're not in the desert anymore, but on pavement. In a parking lot. He hops down off of Froggy's back.
Beau: Well then. Let's go in.
Beau chugs the final beer, and tosses it down. Froggy looks back into the desert and sees the El Taino bar, and then quickly catches up with Beau.
Froggy: You know, I don't think we walked more than hundred yards.
Beau ignores him as they enter, and see many corridors, as if it were the ACW arena.
Froggy: Which way to go?
Beau: Follow me.
They wander for a bit, and end up behind a curtain. Beau peaks out and sees a ramp and a wrestling ring with someone in it, not to mention hundreds of fans.
??: And his opponent, the mysterious El Chupacabra!
A masked man with spine decorations walks past them and through the curtain.
Beau: El Chupacabra! Come on Froggy!
Froggy: Wait!
Beau rushes through the curtain and tackles El Chupacabra to the ground. They roll down the ramp to ringside. The wrestler already in the ring, who is dressed like Elvis and is carrying a plastic red lightsaber, hops out of the ring to pull Beau away. Froggy rushes through the curtain to help Beau and soundly dropkicks The King of Rock right in the face. Beau elbows the Chupacabra in the stomach and grabs his wrist, and locks in a wristlock.
Beau: Froggy, Hop!
Froggy leaps up to the apron and then up to the top rope, points to the Chupacabra and delivers a giant missile dropkick to his chest. The impact sends the Chupacabra backwards over the steel steps. The Elvis man is back up, but by now, security and police have rushed in and isolated Beau and Froggy. Froggy and Beau stand back to back as the police surround them.
Froggy: ...Having second thoughts about those dropkicks.
Beau: We can take them. It'll be like a movie where they come two at a-
He doesn't finish as the entire circle jumps on them at once.
End Segment.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 28, 2005 14:44:39 GMT -5
Segment: A new arrival (Credit: Rose)
In each life some rain must fall - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The soothing sound of Spring’s rain echoes throughout the arena. It began a few hours ago and it has since become an irreplaceable constant in the minds of quite a few people. Occasionally, the familiar rumbling of thunder will shock the weary back to their senses and remind them of their purpose. For the last hour or so, relative peace has reigned in this particular section of the ACW arena and it is a peace that many are glad for. Finally, the camera springs to life and for the first time we can see this scene as it really is with our eyes, rather romanticizing its intoxicating sounds with our ears. We see two very unfamiliar people standing in front of the classic ACW promo area. The old fashioned gold logo behind them serves as proof of the fact that we are indeed seeing some sort of new talent. The visually striking woman is apparently of Middle Eastern extraction and she sits on a quietly in a chair. She is not dressed in any kind of wrestling attire, but simply in a black pantsuit and her head is adorned likewise with a black headscarf. She looks at the camera with her penetrating brown eyes and it is obvious that she is just a little shy, but she lets out a friendly smile to the camera. The fans obey their first instincts and they boo her without just cause. The man is a Caucasian and he is standing a great deal closer to the camera. He stands approx 5 feet 8 inches tall and is wearing an expensive looking ivory suit. His hair is kept very short and he does not smile, but he does not seem like a very intense person. His eyes are a darker shade of green and when he speaks it is obvious from his accent that he is from somewhere in the southern United States. He addresses the crowd with a hint of nervousness in his voice, but also with a mark of confidence.
Man: Hello ACW, my name is Shawn Kiev and this is my young protégé Sakina Khalida.
He motions his hand towards Sakina and she raises her hand to the camera and makes a slight wave.
Kiev: It is my pleasure to bring this beautiful young talent into ACW and if I may speak on her behalf, we are both very happy to be here. I reckon that Sakina has been training for well over a year now in preparation for her wrestling debut. I know that I have wanted to manage somebody of her caliber my entire life. I will do my best to manage her throughout our partnership and I promise you that I haven’t seen anybody quite like her in all my years in this fine business.
Kiev turns towards Sakina and whispers to her in some foreign language that people assume is Arabic. She responds and they go back and forth for a few seconds and finally Kiev turns back to the camera.
Kiev: You must forgive Sakina for not addressing you herself, she would love to, but her English is not perfect yet and as such I will be her interpreter until that time.
Sakina begins to whisper things to Kiev and he translates accordingly.
Kiev: First off, she wants me to tell you that she is glad to be here and she hopes that you will learn to love her as she has learned to love her adopted homeland. Second, she also wants to issue an open challenge to anybody in ACW. Finally, she would also like to wish luck upon whoever accepts her open challenge.
Sakina ceases speaking and Kiev steps a few steps forward.
Kiev: Now, I would like to say a few things myself. It has always been my dream to manage somebody like Sakina. She is the perfect competitor in my humble opinion. She has an astounding aerial style as well as a formidable submission game. It is my belief that she is the future of ACW. She is an-----
Sakina again whispers into Kiev’s ear and he listens intently until she is done. He then turns and nods politely in the affirmative.
Kiev: ---You will have to excuse us. We have other things that we need to take care of before Sakina’s in ring debut and we have little time to do it in. Sakina apologizes for her rudeness, but she must leave now. She prays that Allah will protect the competitors in the ring tonight from serious injury and she hopes that her sudden exit will not cause you to think ill of her.
There is a noticeable and unjust boo among the fans when they hear the mention of Sakina’s God, but there are a great many fans who cheer her and welcome her into ACW. Sakina hears these and it causes her to smile as the camera fades to black.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 28, 2005 14:45:33 GMT -5
Match 8: Alicia “Atomic” Kitsune vs Angelo Giovanni – Lightning Ironman Match (Credit: Latino) Lord knows where the audience is finding the energy to keep cheering through these matches; perhaps the ACW snack vendors will be receiving a visit from the local narcotics team soon….but I digress. Philip is back in the ring, ready to announce the next match.Phillip: This next match is scheduled for a time limit of twenty minutes. It is a Lightning Iron Man Match. The rules of this match are that at the end of this match the person with the most victories, either pinfall or submission, will be declared the winner. Introducing first, he is the special guest Referee and leader of the Senatorial Stable…..The Senator!!! Hail to the Chief starts playing as Senator comes out dressed in professional referee attire down to the correct show style. The fans give out a large amount of heat but he pays no mind as he still holds up his arms. He enters the ring stepping between the ropes and again holds up his arms as the fans don’t hesitate to boo. He walks over to Phillip and shakes hands trying to show off how professional he is tonight as Phillip gets ready to announce the first competitor.Phillip: Coming to the ring the first competitor weighing in at 132 lbs….Alicia “Atomic” Kitsune!!! "I'm a Bomb" by Natasha Bedingfield starts playing as Atomic Kitsune comes out from the back. She walks down wearing her white elbow length gloves and raises her arms up to the fans. They cheer tremendously and hold up signs such as “Atomic is #1” and “When’s the date AK & Latino???” She smiles at the sign and it’s obvious her thoughts are still on Latino as she walks up the steps and enters the ring. She looks over at the Senator with a not so happy look, but otherwise contains her thoughts within. Before she can do more her attention is drawn over towards the entrance as her opponent is announced.Phillip: And her opponent for tonight…weighing in at 245 lbs….Angelo “The Venom” Giovanni!!! Eminem and Marylin Manson-"The Way I Am" starts playing as the fans stand up lashing out and screaming at Angelo. Fans hold up signs that vary from “Angelo is poison” and “Angelo fears blades” He pays them no mind as he walks down moving with utter confidence and smirks at the fans. He then rolls inside the ring and looks over at Atomic with a cocky smile. Angelo gets up and starts pointing to all the fans only to get booed more and more.The Bell Rings. As the bell echoes throughout the arena, the Senator calls over both competitors as he starts explaining the rules of the match. Angelo looks over at Atomic with a cocky look while Atomic stares back more than ready for this match up. Just as the rules are finished being explained Angelo makes a remark to Atomic “Let’s have an early celebration for your dead fiancé.” Alicia loses her last bit of restraint and kicks Angelo in the stomach. She reaches over and grabs a hold of his head. She looks around as all the fans start cheering and jumps up with an even flow DDT. She gets up as Angelo rolls over on his back and expertly performs a standing moonsault on top of Angelo. She hooks the leg working for an early pin as the Senator slides on the mat One…T- a quick kickout by Angelo as the fans say “TWOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!” Not wanting to waste any time Alicia gets up and looks towards the nearest turnbuckle and steps between the ropes and climbs up the ropes. She signals to the crowd for the Ground Zero as they give out a large pop. She jumps up in the air starting her spins and as the camera pans down to Angelo he kips with great agility and looks up at Kitsune. He catches her careful and with another cocky look at the fans and at Senator slams down Atomic on the mat with the Italian Decimator. He drops on his knees and rolls Atomic over and goes for the pin as Senator goes for the count. One..Two..Three! Phillip: Angelo Giovanni has earned on victory by pinfall! The score is now 0 – 1!
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