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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 25, 2005 15:07:19 GMT -5
Segment: No escape (Credit: Yoko)
As the camera fades in, we realize it's somewhere outside of the ACW Arena. We see a shadowy figure carrying something wrapped in blankets around the perimeter of the building. A human arm, looking as though it had been ripped out of its socket by force, falls out and thumps against the pavement. The figure picks it up and forces it back into the blankets.
The person reaches his destination, the dumpsters outside of the building. As he approaches them, we see that it's not a he, but Yoko Satoshi. She opens the dumpster and tosses in what she's carrying, various body parts scatter across the top of the garbage, the last of which is a head. We now see that this is, or was, Heather. Yoko has ripped her apart piece by piece. The image of these parts, spread across piles of dirty paper, unknown rotting filth, and even a discarded Father's Day teddy bear missing its own arm, is a very macabre picture.
Heather: I guess I was wrong about you.
Yoko: I guess so.
Yoko closes the lid on Heather. As she turns to walk away, she hears the lid open and close again. She quickly turns back to find the teddy bear laying on the pavement. She picks it up and opens the dumpster to toss it back in. As she does so, it clings to her hand with its remaining arm.
Bear: I think you need a new friend.
Yoko steps back in surprise, and tosses it like a baseball back into the dumpster, and slams the lid shut. She then pulls on her hair and screams. She looks up into the sky, at the stars, beyond the stars.
Yoko: LEAVE. ME. ALONE! I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY YOU...THINGS, KEEP COMING TO ME! STOP IT! YOU DON'T WANT TO BE MY FRIEND, YOU JUST WANT ME TO BE A MONSTER! WHY ME?!
The dumpster begins to rattle. She turns toward it and kicks it.
Yoko: SHUT UP!
The dumpster rattles louder, she starts to cry.
Yoko: Everyone wants me to be something I'm not...Ridley, Rose, Mr. Stanton, Mr. Floppy, Heather, you...things.
She looks back up at the sky as the dumpster begins moving from the rattling.
Yoko: I'll do it if you go away! I'll give in and intentionally try to hurt him!
The dumpster immediately stops shaking at those words.
Yoko: I don't know what you get out of it...But I'll do it. One last time, the most vicious Yoko you've ever seen. Just...Go.
Everything is once again silent. She slowly creeps over to the dumpster and peeks inside. Everything inside is completely lifeless. She sighs a sigh of relief, and decides to go back to her locker room.
End Segment.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 25, 2005 15:07:56 GMT -5
Match 11: BK London vs Skurai - Hardcore Rules Match (Opening credit: BK) As disappointed as the fans are that there will be no final Ridley / Rose battle, they’re already thinking about the next match on the card. The fans are massively hyped up for this Hardcore Match up between Skurai and BK, a feud that has thrilled the crowd for a little over a month and now it all comes into play in one final match. Four acts can already be seen on the stage getting ready for their performances on the three stages made for Omega Effect.
Just then the sounds of "Warrior" by Lloyd Banks flood through the arena and the lights for the first stage illuminate to reveal Lloyd Banks himself on stage with his DJ.
Uh, You heard right motherfucker My grandmama' daughter ain't raised no sucker Heart full of pride and a head full of anger Attitude of a winner infrared for the danger Even the paranoia of a female'll change ya Waking up every morning laying next to a stranger I'm on the move, smooth, with one eye out for the snakes Who can't stand hearin’ your name all throughout the states Tune into BET and watchin your video Pretending to be your friends but the smart ones really no, so If that's your man warn him 'Cause there's enough bullets in here to hit every NBA patch on him Nigga ride 'til I die the song I sing You ain't ready for the war I bring You ain't gonna do a goddamn thing And I ain't ever scared I'm a warrior!
Man I never run never snitch I'm a grown man dog I ain't no bitch (A warrior!) Don't change cause he's rich Before I shit on my family I lie in a ditch (A warrior!) Don't fold under pressure You got a shell waitin in the hole if they test ya (A warrior!) I'll sacrifice it all if he has ta React and think about it after I'm a warrior!
The lights turn off on the stage of Lloyd Banks and familiar beat arises, its "Breathe" from Fabolous as his stage lights up to reveal one of Brooklyn's best MCs.
One and then the two Two and then the three Three and then the four Then you gotta BREATHE One and then the two Two and then the three Three and then the four Then you gotta BREATHE Then you gotta (gasp) Then you gotta (gasp)
Yo these niggaz can't breathe when I come through, hum too Some shoes, gotta be 20 man It's not even funny they can't BREATHE The choke holds too tight The left looks too right You know what? You right These bitches can't BREATHE
Look look, they hearts racin' They start chasin' But I'm so fast when I blow past That they can't BREATHE In the presence of the man Your future looks better than ya past if you present with the man You betta BREATHE The lights turn off on Fabolous stage and now a very similar interlude is heard. Jay-z appears on the stage to a huge pop as on the screen a public service announcement appears.
This is a public service announcement Sponsored by Just Blaze and the good folks at Roc-A-Fella Records
"Fellow Americans, it is with the utmost pride and sincerity that I present this recording, as a living testiment and recollection of history in the making during our generation."
Allow me to re-introduce myself My name is Hov', OH, H-to-the-O-V I used to move snowflakes by the O-Z I guess even back then you can call me CEO of the R-O-C, Hov'! Fresh out the fryin pan into the fire I be the, music biz number one supplier Flyer/flier than a piece of paper bearin my name Got the hottest chick in the game wearin my chain, that's right Hov', OH - not D.O.C. But similar to them letters, "No One Can Do it Better" I check cheddar like a food inspector My homey Strict told me, "Dude finish your breakfast" So that's what I'ma do, take you back to the dude with the Lexus, fast-forward the jewels and the necklace Let me tell you dudes what I do to protect this I shoot at you actors like movie directors [laughing] This ain't a movie dog (oh shit)
The crowd is still jamming from this beat after it fades away and now a new beat can be heard. Something never heard by the ACW audience - Kanye West walks out onto the stage performing his single "Diamonds" for his album Late Registration coming out August 16th.
Diamonds are forever They won't leave in the night Have no fear that they might Desert me
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever) Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever) The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme. Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?......
Close your eyes and imagine, feel the magic Vegas on acid, Seen through these St. Laurent glasses And I've realized that I've arrived, cuz It take more than a magazine to kill my Vibe does he write his own rhymes, so sort of I think 'em That mean I forgot better shit than u ever thought up Damn, is he really that caught up? I ask if you talkin' bout glasses, do my name get brought up? I remember I couldn't afford a Ford Escort or even a four-track recorder so its only right that I let the top drop on a drop-top Porsche - its for yourself that's important If a stripper named Porscha and u get tips from many men Then your fat friend her nickname is Minivan Excuse me, That's just the Henny, man, I smoke, I drink, I'm supposed to stop I can't because
Diamonds are forever (forever, forever) Throw your diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe Diamonds are forever (forever, forever, forever) The Roc is still alive every time I rhyme. Forever ever? Forever ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever? Ever, ever?......Philip: This hardcore rules match is scheduled for one fall, coming to the ring weighing in at 230 pounds, from Brooklyn, New York, B-K LONDON!!! As Kanye is continuing to rhyme BK London comes out to a little pop strangely, he walks out onto the stage and gives a pound to Kanye before making his way down the ramp. BK seems focused on his hardcore match tonight, some people even wonder if that match can top his crazy entrance. BK rolls into the ring and he climbs to the top rope and does a longhorn like taunt and then points to Kanye on stage. BK steps down and he is ready to show Skurai how hardcore he really is. Kanye finishes performing for the crowd and leaves the stage as BK waits for Skurai.Philip: And his opponent, from Sacramento California………Skurai! ”New Noise” blasts out into the arena, and Skurai is practically deafened by the cheers as he comes out on to the main stage. The fans are puzzled to see that there is someone with him; as the cameras get closer, they see that the man is wearing the uniform of a Parole officer. The man keeps a close eye on Skurai as he heads to the ring; Skurai doesn’t seem bothered, and looks around with a gleam in his eye as he sees the stacks of weapons arranged around the ring in readiness for the match.
Philip takes his leave, and the referee checks both men over to ensure that all is in order, before giving the signal for the match to begin.Bell Rings.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 25, 2005 15:08:40 GMT -5
The stages have been cleared, the ceremonies finished, and now the excitement of the crowd can truly be heard as Skurai and BK move slowly around the ring, maintaining distance and eye contact. All the tactics have come down to this moment, and they stretch it out as long as they can, knowing that once someone makes the first move there will be nowhere left to retreat to….. after a few moments of this the gap slowly begins to decrease as Skurai and BK move closer, and closer, and – BAM! Out of the blue BK slaps Skurai forcefully across the face. A dark look crosses Skurai’s features, just a moment before he slaps BK back. Almost as soon as it connects BK retaliates with a forearm, and the fight is on, triggering a wave of cheering from the crowd.
A few more strikes are traded, and then Skurai initiates a lock up; both men are powerhouses, and the effect is akin to 2 bulldozers straining against one another. BK starts to get traction, and Skurai suddenly pulls back and sidesteps. BK stampedes into the ropes before he can stop himself, and bounces off into Skurai’s path where he receives an armdrag to the mat. The crowd is starting to cheer loudly again as BK rolls to his feet and swivels around in a blur of movement, but Skurai is also incredibly quick and uses a second armdrag. This time BK lands on his butt, and Skurai moves in to apply a rear choke; BK flails, and due to Skurai’s strength he has to battle hard to bust himself free before any major damage is done. The fans chant “Skurai! Skurai!” and even Skurai’s stony faced parole officer raises an eyebrow, as BK rises to his feet, looking seriously pissed off.
The Prodigy isn’t about to put up with Skurai’s behaviour; he steams in and gives Skurai a couple of punches before switching to a headlock with knees to the gut. Skurai breaks away after 3 or 4 of these and runs to the ropes for a ricochet, and BK coolly waits for him to return before ducking his clothesline and grasping his foe around the waist, wrenching him to the mat. BK holds on and squeezes, clasping one of Skurai’s legs with his own in an attempt to keep him grounded; the concentrated attack is obviously putting Skurai under pressure, and though he struggles he can’t dislodge the determined BK. Only when Skurai manages to roll the pair of them so that BK’s shoulders are down does BK release the hold, at the 2 count in order to protect his own interests. Even so, Skurai looks to be in some pain, and BK takes a gamble, launching into his Shades of Michaels. Skurai though isn’t ready to be caught out just yet, though, and dodges; BK ends up facing away from Skurai, who needs no further prompting to produce his famed german suplex. BK takes a big impact, and as he fights his way back to his feet Skurai makes a big play of his own, going for the Sadistic Farewell. BK dives aside in the nick of time, and the crowd gasps as both men pivot and charge one another down again, the fury in both of them clear for everyone to see. Their punches are mighty, and though both men take hits it’s BK who first finds a telling blow, from which he is able to build into his Vintage London (Sky High). Skurai has quite a way to fall, and as he takes a moment to recover on the mat BK signals by pointing to the weapons on the outside, and the fans cheer as they sense that the match is about to start living up to its “Hardcore” title.
BK’s first port of call are the tables; realizing that getting time to use them later might be impossible he sets up a couple on the outside close to the ring. Skurai is finding his feet, and BK grabs a ladder and slides it into the ring before arming himself with a baseball bat, the closest hand weapon available. Skurai slides out of the ring, and scoops up a pair of light tubes from the floor; BK dashes forward to meet him and for a few moments the fans’ hearts are in their mouths as BK swings the bat, just missing the fragile tubes each time. Skurai retreats, and BK follows, still swinging, until he manages to take the top off one of the tubes; this isn’t the smartest move, however, as Skurai now has a sharpened weapon and the situation reverses, with BK backing off as Skurai does his best to stuff the broken end into some part of BK’s body. Eventually both men seem to tire of the stalemate, and both attack simultaneously; bat and tubes meet in an orgy of shattering glass, and BK and Skurai are pelted with fragments so that both have to shield their eyes. Skurai opens his fractionally quicker, and gets in close to rip the bat away; he whacks BK around the head to a big cheer from the crowd, which makes BK stagger and grasp the barricade for support. Skurai runs forward and clotheslines BK so that he ends up sprawled over the barrier; the crowd gets louder as Skurai jumps to the apron, then the turnbuckle…….and there is a loud cry as Skurai jumps off and delivers his double footed stomp to BK in the chest. Skurai drops nimbly to the floor, and BK is in little condition to object as Skurai rolls him back into the ring. As BK uses the ropes to pull himself back up, Skurai pulls out a pane of glass from beneath the ring and places it against the turnbuckle, before following in his opponent’s wake.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 25, 2005 15:09:04 GMT -5
Skurai advances on BK and starts to pound on his back, attempting to drive his foe to the canvas; BK, however, is resilient and refuses to be beaten down, turning around in a defensive pose and backing away slowly. Skurai continues his attack, his aggressive nature coming fully to the fore; but he fails to notice exactly where BK is heading, and BK suddenly lashes out with an elbow that stuns Skurai just long enough for BK to execute a DDT – straight on to the ladder which he placed their earlier. The sound of face and metal connecting makes the fans wince, and Skurai is seen to have a small, bleeding cut to the forehead as he gets up. BK, meanwhile, picks up the ladder, and with Skurai standing a couple of feet from the corner BK runs forward, ramming Skurai in the chest with the ladder and driving him back against the post. Skurai is pinned by the metal frame, and with the crowd on the edge of its seat BK takes a deep breath, and then runs up and along the ladder, launching into a dropkick straight to Skurai’s face. The crowd yells, and Skurai slumps; BK doesn’t get off scot free either, as he lands hard on the fallen metal. As such it takes him a few seconds to get up, discard the ladder to one side, and pull Skurai away from the ropes for the pin; he gets just past a 2 count, and the crowd cheers and breathes an inward sigh of relief. BK looks a little surprised, and he’s even more surprised as Skurai gets up, a look of pure anger on his face; before BK can react, Skurai grabs him and with awesome memory turns and delivers the Brainbuster straight through the pane of glass that he positioned earlier. The crowd gives its first “Holy Shit!” chant of the evening, and Skurai raises his arms in celebration, more interested in causing serious pain to BK than getting a pin at this time. He pulls BK out and makes one more for the sake of curiosity than anything else, and gets a 2 count, as well as a torrent of abuse from BK. Skurai just punches BK in the head again and gets up to look for something else to do some damage with.
Skurai identifies some promising – looking 2 by 4s wrapped in barbed wire, and starts to extract them from the trash can they’re being stored in; what he doesn’t see, however is BK getting up, fire in his eyes, and setting up the slightly bent ladder against the ropes. The crowd suddenly works out what’s going on, and start to shout loudly; Skurai’s ears prick up and he turns around just in time to see BK charge up the ladder and launch himself into an almighty corkscrew plancha. There’s no time for Skurai to evade, and several fans curse as they miss the moment with their cameras, and the end result is a huge THUMP on the edge of the ramp as Skurai and BK land. BK rolls up, confident that Skurai is down and out, but Skurai just seems to have become even more angry, and starts to batter BK with the 2 by 4 that he’s still holding. The crowd cheers as a stunned BK hightails back to the ring; Skurai chases after him, and BK turns abruptly, grabbing the plank as Skurai goes for another strike with it. The pair fight over it for a moment, but Skurai won’t give it up, and rips it away from BK before nailing him with it again. BK’s legs buckle, and Skurai pins for a 2; the fans shout their support, and now Skurai’s a man on a mission as he uses his Ace Crusher to further hamper his opponent. The count gets 2.5, and there’s an enormous cheer as Skurai signals for the 500 channels; he drags a woozy BK over and pulls him up the turnbuckle, but as he starts to set up for the move, BK launches a desperate fightback. Several punches are traded, and BK succeeds in dropping back to the ring; he grabs something leaning up against the apron, and cracks the steel chair against Skurai’s head before Skurai sees the danger. With the crowd making a huge amount of noise, BK unfolds the chair, places it close to the corner, and then runs forward, using the chair to leap into an airborne Shades of Michaels. The crowd is impressed and cheers loudly, putting kayfabe aside for a few seconds, and BK makes the cover, 1…….2… - kickout at 2.5. The crowd goes nuts, and BK slams a fist into the canvas as Skurai opens his eyes, and gives a small smile.
BK’s minute pause gives Skurai a fresh opportunity; he rolls to his feet, and as BK also rises Skurai delivers a swinging neckbreaker. The motion makes BK a little dizzy, and Skurai lifts and powerslams BK, once, twice, and the third time on to the still standing chair erected by BK, crushing it. The fans wince, and Skurai pins for just slightly more than a 2 count; some of the fans yell “COME ON!” to Skurai, who shares their sentiments completely. Pretty much everyone is on their feet now, with the action coming thick and fast; Skurai blasts out a stream of huge punches, and forces BK back toward the edge of the ring. BK is taking a lot of punishment, but he’s biding for the right moment to strike – and when Skurai has him almost against the ropes, BK strikes with an eyerake and suplexes Skurai right out of the ring… or almost, because Skurai manages to float over and land on the apron. BK turns straight into a thunderous punch and BK teeters, on the cusp of falling – but to everyone’s amazement he recoils with a Shades of Michaels at Point Blank range, and Skurai is lifted off his feet to crash unceremoniously down through the table which he himself placed on the outside. BK laughs as he gazes over at his foe in the wreckage, but his smile is erased as a battered Skurai nonetheless starts to get up, and locks eyes with BK. The referee has exited the ring to see if Skurai is fit to continue, and he gets too close – without any regard for the official BK launches into a springboard plancha from the ropes, and drives both Skurai and the referee to the mat.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 25, 2005 15:09:38 GMT -5
The ref takes the impact badly, and is barely stirring as Skurai and BK get up; the fans see BK gesturing wildly at the stage area, and boos fill the arena as Predator dashes down at his mentor’s call. Predator goes right into battle, but Skurai’s in no mood to be a sympathetic teacher and he takes Predator to school, snatching up a handy kendo stick and beating seven shades out of his “extra” opponent. BK lets Predator do the dirty work for him, and waits for a safe moment to attack Skurai from behind; Skurai is distracted, and Predator delivers a nasty kick to the abdomen. He sets Skurai up for a powerbomb, and BK finishes off the double team effort with yet another superkick in the air. The crowd boos as Skurai is shown, eyes glazed; Predator drags him back to the ring, and BK gives the referee a shake as Predator melts away into the crowd. Fully confident, BK makes a pin with one foot and gives his victory pose, 1…..2…….thr – NO! Skurai’s arm is up, and as BK’s jaw drops Skurai uses his other hand to draw a finger across his throat. Skurai leaps up, adrenaline coursing through every capillary, and rebounds off the ropes for a flying knee of immense strength. BK doubles over, and Skurai scoops him up to execute his jumping piledriver – the move hits, the crowd roars, 1…….2…. kickout! BK’s no more willing to give up than Skurai was, and as he gets up he shouts something that the cameras don’t quite pick up. It’s perfectly obvious as to its intent, however; Skurai’s parole officer, who has spent the whole match watching quietly from the sidelines, takes something out of his pocket and throws it across the ring to BK. Quickly BK palms it and smashes his fist into the space between Skurai’s eyes; Skurai crumples, and as the camera zooms in the item is shown to be a pair of handcuffs. Having used them as pseudo brass knuckles, BK now uses them for their intended purpose; he handcuffs Skurai’s arms behind his back, and the crowd yells furiously as BK shows that he’s got everyone in his pocket, and will do literally anything to guarantee victory…..
BK’s first line of attack is to put BK in the Corporate Lock. Skurai’s face is flushed with anger, and this becomes mixed with real pain as time wears on; Skurai has no way of tapping out, and so BK revels in the booing of the crowd. After about 2 and a half minutes, BK gets bored; he lets Skurai up and gives him a couple of punches, easily avoiding Skurai’s kicks, before performing a variant on a Black Tiger Suplex to the outside. The crowd cries out in alarm, and with Skurai now close to the weapons BK can have a field day. He applies chairs, planks, and even a tazer, and with each blow Skurai slips a little closer to the KO….. but he holds on, and for every second he keeps his eyes open, the crowd gets louder, until little can be heard save the fans screaming with one voice, “SKURAI! SKURAI! SKURAI!”. BK seems to lose it a little; he yells back at the fans, and then gets a savage grin as he decides on a new plan. With the noise still deafening, BK looks under the ring and produces what looks like a paint pot; he pulls out a brush, but the “paint” is transparent. Skurai has no idea what is going on until BK starts applying the vicious fluid to his back, and then he yells in agony; the fans at the front get the scent of solvent, and with horror realize that BK is applying hot glue to his opponent. Once Skurai is covered, BK finds a box and empties its contents on to the floor – thousands of tacks spill out, and some fans cry “No!” as BK carefully lifts Skurai up. With a grim smile he slams him down, and Skurai screeches as the tacks are driven in and stuck fast by the glue; Skurai’s eyes are watering, and BK stands up and simply smirks as Skurai lays there, while the fans boo BK’s cruelty. The referee looks aghast, even by ACW standards, and can only wait for the pin; BK takes his sweet time, and finally covers, 1……2…….
The sound as Skurai kicks is monumental; BK’s face becomes pale (even for a colored man) and is too stunned to see Skurai lift his knees and kick him with both feet in the face. BK topples sideways on to some of his own tacks and yells; Skurai kicks back to his feet to a huge cheer, and BK scrambles for the ring. Skurai jumps up, but does not go through the ropes – instead he keeps climbing up to the top of the post, and the place goes into Meltdown as Skurai Sentons off, crashing into BK and using his spiked coating to punish the man who gave it to him. BK howls and yells for support; he tries to get up, but Skurai won’t be stopped now and there is almost pandemonium as Skurai nails his Sadistic Farewell on to BK. BK collapses, but Skurai knows there’s further danger – he pivots around and kicks the parole officer who is trying to hit him from behind. With BK down, Skurat stomps the parole officer, who cowers and pleads for mercy; Skurai keeps stomping until the battered officer gets the message, and produces the key to the handcuffs. The crowd continues shouting its lungs out; Skurai senses another alteration, and just as the first cuff is released Skurai sees Kiley dashing down to the ring. Kiley reaches Skurai and slaps him, but as soon as she sees he is no longer fully restrained she scrambles back out of the ring like a scalded cat. Skurai won’t stand for this, of course, and before Kiley can get off of the apron, Skurai runs forward and dropkicks her straight into the second standing table with a loud crash. The place is sent mental, but Skurai’s escape has come at a price; he turns around to be nailed with a Vintage London on to a fresh open chair. BK looks shattered, and he’s out of allies; he climbs on to the turnbuckle, and hits his Brooklyn to London. BK can barely even shift into a pin, and the referee breathes a sigh of relief as he counts the 1,2-
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 25, 2005 15:09:57 GMT -5
NO. Skurai’s shoulder is up, and now everyone is convinced they’re dreaming. BK just looks, almost shellshocked, and then slowly gets up; with almost no emotion showing on his face, he picks up the ladder which has been lying on one side of the ring. He stands it up, and starts to climb; the fans gape in amazement as BK continues right to the very top. He looks around him, and now there’s no cockiness, and no fake bravado; there is only BK London, superstar, who knows now just what he has been facing, and the cost that victory will involve.
He takes a breath, and everyone pauses with him before the plunge……
….and then he leaps, and the arena burns for a moment with light as he drops and lands with definitive force. The referee is still on the mat from before, and counts; 1,2,3.
London has the “pin”, but neither man moves except for involuntary muscles spasms as Philip makes his announcement.
Philip: Here is your winner……BK London!
A few of the crowd boo London’s victory, but for most the match has transcended the tale; BK and Skurai very slowly stir and separate, both lying on the mat and trying to reconnect with reality. BK is the first to move, and as he stands he allows himself a moment just to listen to the sound, and absorb what he and Skurai have just accomplished. No one will ever know if BK was supposed to insult or further degrade Skurai; this is no time for such behavior, and everyone knows it. BK simply slides out of the ring and helps Kiley to stand after her own heavy fall, though he’s barely better able to support her; they start to walk up the ramp, and BK gives a backward glance, tiny but loaded with meaning, to Skurai who is now being attended to in the ring by the medics who are intent on removing the tacks and glue from him as swiftly as possible.
As BK and Kiley disappear into the back, the crew appear to start resetting the ring, and the show takes a break to commercials.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 25, 2005 15:11:34 GMT -5
Segment: A promise kept (Credit: Angelo)
The scene opens to Hunter and an EMT bringing Angelo back to the locker room. Angelo has one arm over Hunter and one over the EMT. Hunter kicks the door to the Senatorial Lock Room and Rena lets them in then backs off quickly as she looks shocked. Senator then gets up from the couch.
Senator: What the hell happened?
EMT: Loss of blood. Don’t worry though he'll be fine, we just need him to see his doctor and get some stitches but other than that he'll be fine for now. Just take a towel and get some of the blood of his face.
The EMT and Hunter then lift Angelo and place him on the couch. The EMT then leaves the room as Senator comes back with a towel and throws it at Kalb.
Senator: Here, do it Kalb. Hunter what exactly happened?
Hunter: We were just walking then BOOM down he goes. I almost forgot this once he went down and when we were walking back.
Hunter slowly lifts up the International Title which he was carrying for Angelo. Just then Senator, Hunter, Kalb, Fitsharris, FSX, and Rena all smile.
Hunter: It’s back in the stable where it belongs!
Rena: Just...like he promised.
Hunter then lays it on top of Angelo's abdomen and smiles as the scene fades.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 25, 2005 15:12:13 GMT -5
Segment: A little extra assistance (Credit: Ridley)
Leaving a trail of unconscious bodies behind him, predominantly of those who tried to stop him on Ginger's orders (such as several security guards, the Capitalists and his hapless assistant Craig), Ridley shoves his way through the back door of the ACW Arena and heads down the steps towards the limo waiting for him. However, as he turns the corner of the staircase, he almost collides with a familiar figure: it's Kiji Suzuki, Mercer Stanton's protege/bodyguard/thing, as Ridley calls him.
Kiji: Where are you going? Don't you have a match tonight? Not like I care, but management wouldn't be too happy.
Ridley: It's not any of your business, as you're one of Stanton's boys, but I have some men to deal with down in Alabama. I'm sure you'll hear soon enough about what the Crypt tried to do to me in there, but I'm going to eliminate some annoyances once and for all.
Kiji's ears perk up at the word "Crypt". An astute young man, he takes this opportunity to clarify.
Kiji: The street gang?
Ridley: More like a crime syndicate, but yeah.
The youth stops to think for a second, and Ridley walks past him, but is stopped as Kiji calls after him.
Kiji: You need any backup?
The One Man Holocaust turns with a bemused look.
Ridley: And why, exactly, would you be offering?
Kiji: Well...it WOULD be beneficial to my training, wouldn't it?
Ridley: Mmhmm.
Kiji: And you want all the help you can get, don't you?
Ridley gives this some thought. He knows most of what he's getting himself into, but still, there's always the possibility of the unknown...and this kid IS a good fighter, the bruises and cuts still evident on his skin attest to that. Having briefly tangled life-or-death style with Kiji during his excursion into Stanton's mansion, he knows just what this one's capable of...and so it is that he reaches his decision.
Ridley: All right. Come on, the limo's waiting over here. We need to make a few stops, but otherwise, we're leaving right away. Let's go.
Without another word (which basically indicates acceptance), Ridley turns and heads into the parking lot. Kiji, who oddly enough has a certain triumphant smile on his face, follows along behind...into God knows what.
End.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 25, 2005 15:13:46 GMT -5
Segment: Video review (Credit: Wyvern)
The camera turns to the rabid crowd, whom are awaiting some more action, but at this time, a video package plays over the Alphatron wall.
“Square One” by Coldplay, off of their new album “X&Y”, plays in the background of the video segment. The crowd roars wildly as Wyvern is shown, revealing the video package to be centered about him. It shows various parts of his tenure in Alpha Championship Wrestling.
“You're in control, is there anywhere you wanna go? You're in control, is there anything you wanna know? The future's for discovering, the space in which we travel in.”
Wyvern: (As a clip of Wyvern wrestling in his first match in the ACW against 004 plays) “I'm ready as all hell here to show the wrestling world what I can do, what I've been able to do in the past. I'm going to give it all I've got to return to my place, at the top.”
”From the top of the first page, to the end of the last day.”
Wyvern: (As a clip of Wyvern facing off against Latino plays.) “From the beginners to the champions of the ACW, I will wrestle each match as if it were my last, and you will see me with that intensity tonight.”
“From the start in your own way.”
Wyvern: (As a clip of him getting a major upset victory over Rose plays.) “If you push yourself to do something, the chances of a favorable result are good. If you hold back, you can expect the exact opposite of exerting yourself.”
”You just want somebody listening to what you say, It doesn't matter who you are.”
(Clips of Wyvern locking in Deus Ex Machina on various people are shown. It cuts to the formation of the New Breed.)
Wyvern: “…the dawn of a new era is here, hailing the rise of a "New Breed".
(The song cuts to the chorus again.)
”From the top of the first page, to the end of the last page.”
Wyvern: (A Clip is shown of him winning the Entertainment Title from Bob Di’Las.) “Some say "The End is Near", I think it's time for a new beginning!”
“From the start in your own way.”
Wyvern: (A Clip is shown of him nailing the Curbstomp on Ridley, to protect Rose.) “I’m not a holy man, but I do feel remorse for what I’ve done to people. Perhaps you should as well. Have you ever actually stepped into the shoes of someone you’ve victimized?”
”You just want somebody listening to what you say, It doesn't matter who you are.”
Wyvern: (As a clip of him winning the International Title from FallenSouls is shown.[/i]) “My time isn’t up – I refuse to see my career subside anytime soon. Too much has happened, so much has yet to be accomplished. Even as a former and current champion I say these things, but don’t call it foolish pride when I reiterate that my time isn’t up. I’m not going down.”
“Is there anybody out there who is lost and hurt and lonely too, Are they bleeding all your colours into one?”
Wyvern: (As a clip of Wyvern winning the Fallen Heroes Battle Royal is shown.) “ I'm not about to hang up the tights and call it quits. Remember, that's what brought me here in the first place: coming out of retirement.”
”And if you come undone, as if you've been run through, Some catapult it fired you…”
(A quick montage of all the injuries Wyvern’s received so far in the ACW are shown, amongst the many are the steel steps crashing into his head from the Chain Match with Rose, the weedwhacker shot by Ridley, and spots from his match with Darius.)
”You wonder if your chance 'll ever come, Or if you're stuck in square one…”
Wyvern: (The video slows down as the song ends, but it shows a final montage of Wyvern’s twenty-three varying victories.) ”My time is not up.”
The video package ends, and the crowd roars in approval. Can Wyvern show this level of desire in his biggest match in the ACW yet? Only time will tell.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 25, 2005 15:14:59 GMT -5
Match 12: Yoko Satoshi vs Wyvern - Chain Match - ACW World Title Only one match remains on the card of ACW’s biggest show, and the fans are already on their feet, waiting, as the video concludes. A single spotlight falls on Philip in the ring, adding to the supreme drama of the occasion.Philip: Ladies and Gentlemen, this is tonight’s main event……. It is a chain match, and it is for the ACW World Championship! The crowd roars, and just gets louder as “Trip Like I Do” blares over the top of their cheers.Philip: Introducing first, the challenger – he is the winner of the ACW Fallen Heroes Battle Royale, from Tacoma Washington……Wyvern! The cheering is thunderous as Wyvern walks out; he stops to take in the exceptional sight, and then walks down to the ring, entirely focused on the task ahead of him. He enters the ring and simply waits…..
……and the noise builds even more as “Flower of Carnage” plays, and Yoko Satoshi makes her entrance, belt in hand.Philip: And his opponent, she is the defending ACW World Champion……from Okinawa, Japan, Yoko Satoshi! Yoko takes her time getting to the ring; she’s seen some phenomenal crowds in her time at ACW, but this beats them all. She climbs into the ring, and holds up her belt, a declaration of intent before the referee takes it from her. He holds it up, and then starts the process of putting on the chain which will join Wyvern and Yoko together for the duration of the match.
The referee is checking the bonds to make sure Yoko and Wyvern's legs are securely locked to the chain, when there's a familiar screech from the ceiling. The fans, as well as Yoko, Wyvern, and the referee, all look straight up. The Industrial Revolution cage has begun to lower. A familiar voice comes from the stage.Mercer: You might be wondering why the cage is being lowered. Everyone's attention is diverted to him.Mercer: I feel the chain, while good, isn't enough to bring out the monsters in you. That's why you'll now be contained by this beast of a cage. The cage suddenly stops moving at the halfway point, then begins to go back up.Mercer: Hey, what's this? Lower the cage, don't raise it! Ginger comes out of the backstage area, also with a microphone.Ginger: So you've gotten your way tonight, Stanton. We're bound to our rules, and so I couldn't stop you with the things you've added to the matches tonight. But I CAN stop you on this. Mercer: I beg to- Ginger: I know, you beg to differ. Quote all of the rules you want from our Rulebook, but the fact remains that the Industrial Revolution, while one of, hell, while it IS ACW's most gruesome match, isn't our property. We built the structure, but the rights to the match itself belong to Ridley, who originated it. Without his consent, you can't use it to satisfy your blood lust. Stanton sits back down.Mercer: Ok, you have a valid point. No Industrial Revolution tonight, thanks to Mr. Ginger. The fans boo loudly at this.Ginger: Don't boo ME! He's the one tampering with the matches! Mercer: The fans like it, and the fans always come first. They cheer at this statement. Ginger gives up in frustration and turns around to leave.Mercer: How does it feel to be number two, Ginger? Ginger ignores him and exits.Mercer: Well then, if there won't be anymore interruptions...Shall we begin? The cage is finally back its resting place high above the ring, as Wyvern and Yoko face each other once more.Bell Rings.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 25, 2005 15:15:37 GMT -5
It’s been quite some time since Yoko’s been involved in a match of this type, and it takes her a few seconds of careful circling to get used to the exact weight of the length of chain. For Wyvern of course the experience is entirely new, and at first the chain doesn’t seem like much of a hindrance, even as it drags on the mat while the pair move around. Perhaps a little reassured by this, Wyvern is the first to move, and he advances quickly to clout Yoko with his left foot, instinctively understanding that the whip – action of the attached chain will add to the impact a bit. Yoko staggers a little, but then neatly hooks up the chain close to Wyvern with her unrestrained foot, grabs it and pulls hard, causing Wyvern to stumble and fall on to his back so Yoko can apply a kick to the head. The crowd coos at the slick move, and Yoko smiles a little, confident that she still has an upper hand with regard to the nature of the contest; she stamps on Wyvern a couple of times, and Wyvern rolls away and back to his feet. Even if he’s still a little dizzy, he has more than enough stamina to be able to charge back and clothesline Yoko down with great speed; Yoko rises rapidly, but Wyvern is waiting and he suplexes her powerfully, so that she almost lands on the metal ball which is still attached to the centre of the chain. Yoko sees it and grabs the weapon as she gets up, forcing Wyvern to jump backward to avoid the swing; Yoko keeps coming, but in neglecting to remove the ball from the chain fully she causes the chain to whip around in sympathy with her swing, and in her fervour she ends up tripping herself, sprawling on her front. Wyvern goes for speed as opposed to power and leg – drops on to the back of his opponent’s neck, before making the first pin of the night; it barely reaches 1.5, but the mental edge is valuable, and Wyvern’s fans start to get louder, urging their hero on.
Regardless of the stipulation, Yoko has the same problem with Wyvern that she has with most opponents, that of a significant size disadvantage. Wyvern does his best to press that now, whipping Yoko into one of the corners and following so that she can’t use the chain to stop herself impacting into the turnbuckle. Yoko finds herself being battered with punches and kicks as Wyvern makes an attempt to wear his opponent down in a contained space; but Yoko’s been in this position before and she dives out through the ropes at one side. Instead of moving away from the ring, however, Yoko immediately returns on the other side of her opponent and repeats the exact same exit, except this time she is behind Wyvern. Her plan suddenly becomes clear as Wyvern finds himself “tied” to the post by the ankles; Yoko runs, making the chain taut, and effectively trapping Wyvern against the turnbuckle. Yoko is already returning to take advantage while her foe is disabled, but Wyvern doesn’t panic; he braces his hands on the ropes to lift his feet and pull them free, before jumping through the ropes in the same direction of travel as Yoko. This leaves the chain wound around the bottom of the post with Wyvern and Yoko on opposite sides; Wyvern grabs on to the chain and starts to pull, just like a tug of war. Yoko resists, but now Wyvern’s superior strength comes into play, and she is dragged back toward the post. Wyvern approaches, gathering the chain as he does so to keep it taut, and when Yoko makes an attempt to unwind the chain by cutting across the ring corner Wyvern catches her by the legs and pulls her back to land nastily on the piled chain. Taking the idea a step further, Wyvern proceeds to powerbomb Yoko on the massed metal, and then rolls her back into the ring for a cover. It gets a 2 count, and Wyvern gets another surprise – Yoko blasts him with a red mist while they’re still on the mat, and this gives her the chance to finish unwinding the chain and return to the ring so that the match can continue apace.
Wyvern rubs the mist from his faced just in time to duck Yoko’s next charge; the challenger is now seeing red in more ways than one, and he throws himself into a spear with less caution than would usually be advisable. He’s fortunate that Yoko doesn’t spot him until it’s too late, and both parties crash to the mats with a metallic clang; Wyvern straddles Yoko and wraps the chain around his fist, using it to add power to his blows. Yoko starts to look dazed, and Wyvern carefully checks the distance to the ropes before starting to set up his sharpshooter; the fans shout as Wyvern presses his advantage, but Yoko refuses to be turned over, and with great determination she kicks free and sits up, grasping the chain and wrenching on it to trip Wyvern once again. Yoko knows exactly what she wants to do, and there is a wave of sound as Yoko moves forward and completes her counter by turning Wyvern into a sharpshooter of her very own. Yoko has to fight to keep the move locked in, and though Wyvern is clearly in pain he certainly doesn’t look ready to give in on his title dream yet; after about 45 seconds of fightback Yoko gets the message, and allows Wyvern to break out in a way that doesn’t injure Yoko herself in any manner. Wyvern has a face like thunder as he gets up; he moves forward with speed and smashes Yoko with a clothesline that connects slightly sloppily with the face rather than the shoulders. In fact his whole demeanor is more angry and less precise than might normally be suspected, and some of the fans cry out in alarm as Wyvern uses his flipping fameasser variation, almost bringing Yoko’s neck down at a treacherous angle. Yoko looks less than impressed, and rolls aside and is back on her feet with impressive speed. She uses a dropkick to the chest and then a standing somersault to make her point, and her pin attempt earns her a solid 2 count.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 25, 2005 15:20:18 GMT -5
Both competitors get up and approach for a fresh grapple; as they shift in the ring, the dragging weight of the chain seems to remind them both at the same moment of the vicious weapon that is still attached to the centre and waiting to be used. Yoko delivers a highly suspicious low kick to the “abdomen” of Wyvern and makes a grab for the metal ball; she manages to release the ball and its shorter length of chain from the main one, but by this time Wyvern has recovered enough to see what’s going on. As Yoko is still bent on one knee, Wyvern takes up the length of chain and cracks it like a bullwhip – the energy travels along the chain, and the SNAP hits Yoko right on one side of her face. The pain is sudden and intense, and Yoko yelps; while she’s distracted Wyvern dashes forward and snatches up the metal ball. The crowd instantly gets louder, expecting some real violence to break out; Yoko is up the second she realizes she’s been disarmed, and Wyvern doesn’t pull his punches at all, rushing forward and swinging the ball at his foe. Yoko sidesteps, but the ball still hits her in the upper arm, and Yoko audibly cries out; encouraged, Wyvern comes back for a second attempt, and this time Yoko doesn’t even attempt to evade. Her eyes ice over, and as Wyvern comes with an overhead swing Yoko raises her hands and catches the ball. The crowd is caught by surprise, but not nearly so much as Wyvern is when Yoko throws the ball forcefully downward, and the length of chain causes it to swing and connect directly and forcefully with Wyvern’s happiness equipment. Every man in the building is heard grunting in sympathy; Wyvern drops to his knees, and Yoko signals for and delivers the Pop from Okinawa to a loud cheeer from her supporters. Heart pumping, Yoko pins, 1……..2….. – Wyvern kicks out, and Yoko realizes too late that she’s neglected to note where the metal ball has ended up. Wyvern grasps the ball in his palm and brings it to connect with the side of Yoko’s head; Yoko keels over sideways, and Wyvern uses his full weight to press, 1…….2……. – Yoko gets her shoulder up, and the fans are amazed as both combatants slowly start to get up and stare one another down once more.
The stare doesn’t last long; Wyvern still has the metal ball and he attacks again at once. Yoko defends with a second mist, forcing Wyvern to pull up and look away – the fans note with interest that this second mist is actually green, the slight tinge lingering on Wyvern’s hair. At any rate Yoko achieves her goal of disrupting the charge, and she grabs the metal ball from Wyvern; her old practice sessions are starting to come back to her now, and she spins the ball on the chain a couple of times before sending it forward to wrap around Wyvern’s neck. The heavy ball does its job well, and Wyvern starts to gag; he claws at the chain but of course it’s far too strong to break. Yoko smiles and continues to put on extra pressure, allowing her vicious side full rein; but Wyvern’s been in this situation before, and he masterfully resists the temptation to lose mental control. As this is happening in the ring,m there’s a sudden commotion up on the stage area; the fans see Jake Cheng rush out from the back, possibly intending to do more damage to his former stablemate, but he never makes it to the ring; Davey Marvel rockets out after him and arrests his progress. The pair fight for a few moments before Davey succeeds in forcing Jake to the back, and the fans know instinctively that their battle is only going to lead to bigger problems later on….
Meanwhile in the ring, Wyvern is coming up with a plan of action. While Yoko’s holding the short chain, the long one is left untended; Wyvern copies Yoko’s trick from earlier, and hooks up the long chain, reeling it in until Yoko’s chained foot is lifted right off the canvas. Wyvern starts to kick directly up at Yoko ankle; with the stretching force, he threatens to break it there and then, and there is a terrible stalemate for a few seconds as everyone waits to see who will give first. Finally, Yoko lets go of the smaller chain, and Wvyern releases the longer one as he rips away the metal at his throat; the metal ball rolls away to the other side of the ring. Neither person notices it too much, however, as Yoko’s putting the next stage of her plan into action; as Wyvern gets up, Yoko waits and then irish whips him into the ropes. As he approaches them, however, Yoko pulls on the chain connecting them, and Wyvern is unbalanced, tripping and falling out through the gap between the second and third ropes. Except that he doesn’t hit the floor; Yoko holds the chain with all her strength, and Wyvern is left hanging, facing downward. Yoko pulls on the chain repeatedly, bouncing Wyvern up and down, before abruptly letting go; the crowd shrieks as Wyvern lands on his head, his weight crushing into his neck, and there is a moment of eerie silence as he doesn’t move. There’s huge relief when he does, and now the crowd is starting to get really loud as Yoko follows Wyvern out through the ropes to continue her attack.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 25, 2005 15:21:00 GMT -5
Now that the battle’s outside the ring, there’s even more scope for destruction; Yoko drops down next to Wyvern and starts to put the boot in, but she’s caught out when Wyvern rolls backward and rises, a building anger now threatening to explode to the surface. Yoko suddenly realizes that taking the battle out of the ring might not have been the smartest idea, but she has no time to consider her decision further; Wyvern storms forward, and without so much as a by-your-leave he delivers a string of blows to the upper body and head that leave Yoko reeling. With a cold precision Wyvern lifts Yoko up and uses a fireman’s carry to transport her to the steel steps. The fans start to get nervous, and they yell as Wyvern sets up and performs a DVD on to the steps; Yoko’s eyes are unfocused, and Wyvern picks her up and carries her around to a corner without steps. He wraps the long chain around Yoko’s neck, gets up on the apron and tosses the remaining length over the post; Wyvern backs off so that Yoko is hanging just an inch or two from the floor, facing away from the ring. Now the tables are turned, and Yoko knows what it’s like to hang; she gurgles and tries to get her feet on to something solid, but Wyvern kicks her away every time she gets close. The fans are very alarmed, and the sound is now no longer unconditional support; Wyvern is too intent on what he’s doing to notice this, but he is snapped back to reality when he hears the referee count eight. Knowing that he can’t win with a countout, Wyvern lets Yoko down and pulls her back into the ring; he pins with the chain still around her neck, and several people ready themselves for a new champion…… but Yoko defiantly gets her shoulder up just before the 3, sparking off a huge cheer. Wyvern swears under his breath; Yoko dislodges the chain, but then has to endure Wyvern’s double underhook piledriver. Again the count comes close, but not close enough, and the fans start to wonder if there is any way for either person to secure the victory without causing serious injury.
Having just suffered 2 pin attempts in the space of 30 seconds, Yoko moves with a new purpose; the loss of oxygen, and the weight of dealing with the chain, has started to take its toll, and she wants an end to this match to come swiftly. Wyvern runs in for a clothesline which Yoko meets with a spinning kick, and as Wyvern stumbles momentarily Yoko retrieves the metal ball and starts to swing it again. The distinctive sound in the air alerts Wyvern, who ducks – but this time Yoko isn’t going for the throat. Instead she whips the ball around Wyvern’s feet in the style of the Dark Knight, pulling Wyvern to the mat; Wyvern starts to get up at once, but Yoko’s already in motion and her fans cheer as she at last produces the Flying Guillotine to underline her intentions. It connects, and Yoko pins, but it’s only good for 2.5 as Wyvern kicks out, running on pure adrenaline and not in the least willing to surrender his dream. He gets up and comes at Yoko with everything, and again his attacks seem to have more fire than style, but there’s no denying that his pure power is exceptional, and as Yoko takes a nasty high roundhouse to her already injured upper arm, Wyvern performs a snap suplex and drops on to Yoko for a cover. He gets just past the 2, and Yoko looks dizzy as she gets up; Wyvern scoops up the metal ball and throws it, baseball style, right at Yoko’s head. Yoko just about dodges it, but it’s a very close call; the ball drops behind her, and Wyvern goes for a shoulder tackle. Yoko has only a moment to think, but it’s enough; she drops and rolls backwards, collecting the metal sphere, and as Wyvern turns around after his charge she gives him another face full of mist, blue this time, and then whips the metal ball up to clock Wyvern in the back of the head as he turns away. The crowd cries out loudly at the vicious attack, and everything goes black for Wyvern; Yoko breathes heavily and drops for the pin, both reveling in and aghast at her own actions. Everyone counts with the ref, 1……..2…….. – Kickout! Wyvern kicks, and now the fans realize they’re entering the realms of the truly special with this match. Yoko’s eyes betray her for less than a second, but still – she’s running out of ideas, and with fatigue getting stronger every second, her chances of retaining the title are starting to look much weaker……….
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 25, 2005 15:21:17 GMT -5
It’s almost as if Wyvern can sense her trepidation. He stands up, slowly, and starts to smile – not a friendly smile this time, but one of a man who is ready to take the thing that he’s sought all this time, regardless of what he has to do to get it. The match has indeed brought out the worst in its competitors, and Wyvern uses every ounce of those feelings now, his desire for ultimate gold and anger at the loss of his previous title, blazing into action and hitting Yoko with a barrage of punches and kicks. And for every strike he makes, Yoko’s anger burns brighter; she refuses to fall, but fights back, swinging the metal ball like a mace and more than ready to take Wyvern’s head off his shoulders if it should prove necessary. The battle is titanic, as Wyvern uses suplexes and slams beyond number, and Yoko proves her mastery of the chain, tripping and binding Wyvern repeatedly to force him to fight out and waste energy. The crowd is divided, but the noise is incredible, and the announcers at the desks struggle to be heard; in the backstage, no one moves, as all are riveted to the feed being shown on the multiple monitors. At last, Wyvern overcooks a punch, and Yoko whips him into the nearest corner; she runs in, and knees Wyvern in the gut before nailing him with a mist of vivid purple. Yoko’s legs look a little unsteady, and taking a gamble she hauls Wyvern up on to the turnbuckle. The fans can see what’s coming, and the noise hits almost painful levels; Yoko gets on to the apron and sets him up for the Orochi – Naga. There is a tiny pause that seems to last an eternity, and then Yoko executes the move – to the OUTSIDE. The crowd screams, and they scream even more as the chain catches on the post, causing both Yoko and Wyvern to land horrendously. The referee dashes over, not sure if the match can continue; he releases the chain from the post, and Yoko is the first to get up. She looks absolutely spent as she pushes Wyvern into the ring, covers, and the place goes into meltdown as the referee counts the 1……2…… -
- but there’s no 3; the timekeeper is shouting from the outside, and Yoko has no idea what’s going on as the ref gets up and listens. Then he turns back and points, and Yoko at once realizes what’s happened.
Wyvern’s leg is still, like the rest of him….. and there is just the faint shadow of the bottom rope over his ankle. The crowd roars both in disbelief and at the irony of the situation. Yoko just kneels, almost unable to move; it’s several seconds before she pulls him clear, and pins again, for a count of 2.9. Wyvern’s fans go into orbit, and Yoko seems almost bereft of will; Wyvern, meanwhile, gets up, and signals for the end; he’s endured all that Yoko can throw at him, and Yoko is far too slow to evade as Wyvern picks her up, and readies for the piledriver on to the coiled chain. He lifts Yoko up, elevating her as high as he can for maximum damage so that they’re almost face to face – and then suddenly there’s a cloud of rainbow color in the air, incredibly beautiful. Yoko flips out of Wyvern’s grip, and Wyvern is blinded by the blast; Yoko raises her arm in a signal which has become the stuff of legend, and the crowd goes ballistic as Yoko finally and perfectly nails the YKO. Wyvern crashes, and there’s a loud scream from the front as the fans close up see his head land directly on the metal ball. Yoko wavers for a moment, and then falls into a cover; the referee’s count is echoed by everyone present, and the 3 count triggers a storm of cheering for the amazing match as it finally concludes.
Philip: Here is your winner……and STILL ACW World Champion, Yoko Satoshi!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 25, 2005 15:21:50 GMT -5
The crowd cannot believe what they have just seen, as it appears the large mean streak of Wyvern has crashed at its final destination. He slowly sits up on the mat, in complete disbelief of what has transpired here, as Yoko slowly gets up and celebrates the victory. However, he starts to pull himself up, as he sees Stanton and Elias make an unceremonious entrance down to the ring. Wyvern’s eyes fill up with rage-induced tears as they make their way down, applauding Yoko for her victory here tonight. Stanton climbs into the ring alone, looking to shake hands with Yoko, but Wyvern gets right in his face, and the crowd roars, as they know Wyvern is within mere seconds of snapping the man’s neck, seeing how he lost at the main event of the biggest night of the ACW. Stanton quickly grabs a microphone, to speak.
Mercer: What are you so mad about? You gave it your all, you’ve impressed everyone here with your efforts.
Wyvern rips the mic straight from Stanton’s hand, as Yoko is looking to calm Wyvern down.
Wyvern: What are you talking about? You fucking robbed me of everything! You kept me on a sporadic schedule, so that I couldn’t get enough practice in for tonight. You stripped me of my fucking International title, which I’ve defended in spite of your best efforts to hold me down. And you wonder why I’m so mad?
Wyvern hands the mic back to Stanton. At this point in time, Stanton is in the wrong place at the wrong time, but he remains calm as he lifts the mic to speak.
Mercer: Wyvern…obviously now isn’t your time. You gave it a good run, and let’s try to look at this in the right light, you’re not costing us anymore.
The crowd boos at this, knowing that Stanton has been messing with Wyvern for the past few weeks, and seeing this point made wide open reinforces the hostility.
Mercer: The EWL just called prior to my arrival here, they’ve given up on your trademarks. You can now revel in the fact you can make money here now, just not at the expense of us.
Wyvern rips the mic back. It’s going to have to take a high-caliber sedative at this point to calm Wyvern down, as he is breathing in and out rapidly, like a man frustrated by everything around him.
Wyvern: Shut the hell up. I wasn’t going to do shit for you or this company. Tonight was supposed to be mine, all mine. I won the Fallen Heroes Battle Royal, I had two legendary reigns, and you stopped it all from happening. I blame you for this!
Mercer: And that's why you failed, you're selfish. I kept you out for legal reasons, not for personal gain. You could have prepared outside of the ring, your claims are not valid. You lost because of you, not because of me. But if you won't take the blame for your actions, then blame Yoko. She beat you, she started the events that forced me to turn this into a chain match, a match where you coincidentally had the disadvantage.
Wyvern throws the mic down, and prepares for a charge at Stanton. He launches, and in an instant of sheer violence, spins a complete 180 degrees, and nails a wicked haymaker to the jaw of Yoko, dropping her to the ground. Wyvern gets on top of her, wailing on her like Bobby Brown on Whitney Houston. He locks her into a Deus Ex Machina, and Yoko is screaming like she has never screamed before in the ACW. The crowd boos with a fervor never reserved for Wyvern, and he releases the hold only after the damage has been done. He single-handedly whips Yoko out of the ring, as the exhaustion brought on by the match and this sudden attack have left her extremely weakened. He then forcefully takes the World Title belt.
Wyvern: This title here, I don't want this title anymore. I don't have to win it to know I'm the best. My efforts in the past more than compensated for it. You should all know that. Stanton, thanks for clearing the EWL namesake quandary. I was worried that I’d soon run out of a disposable income…
Stanton smirks, and Wyvern acknowledges it, as the crowd’s intensity grows louder and louder. Stanton and Elias exit the ring as the attention is diverted to Wyvern, who speaks again.
Wyvern: What have I told you all since I arrived, you dumb fucks? EXPECT THE UNEXPECTED!
The crowd looks ready to riot as Wyvern exits the ring. He lifts up the steel steps and hurls them into the ring. He pulls the mic back up to continue speaking.
Wyvern: My, my, look at all of you! You’re fucking against me now? What have I done to you all?
A “Fuck you Wyvern” chant fills up the arena, and he’s not liking it.
Wyvern: SHUT THE FUCK UP NOW! Let’s take this bit by bit. I defeated the former champ Rose twice, has anyone taken notice of that? NO! I’ve defeated the entire Senatorial Stable, except for those that aren’t a tag team or a member of the opposite sex, does anyone take notice? NO! I won the Fallen Heroes Battle Royal. Anyone care about that? NO! I’ve held and run with two titles, and have made both fucking titles prestigious again. No one gives a fuck about that either! I’ve spent the past seven months working my ass off for everyone, the staff, the fans, for myself! Everyone keeps writing me off as the underdog! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH EVERYONE? I mean come on, Yoko gets to bitch about her loss to AK, when she clearly wasn't even touching the ropes during a pin, but I can't bitch about just losing?! Fuck that. Everyone’s like “I’m a fucking traditionalist, I’ll stick with the same ass people who’ve been here since ACW/GFWCW started.”, FUCK YOU ALL! I’ve worked my ass off, sacrificing life and limb, time and money, just to entertain! And yet you all repay me by turning on me at the biggest night of the year? FUCK YOU!
Wyvern stops for a moment, and the crowd pops, thinking he’s done with his rant. However, he laughs, as he pulls the mic back up.
Wyvern: Oh, and I’ve got just one more thing to say…
Wyvern grabs the title belt, and drags it near the turnbuckle. He grabs the steel steps, and climbs up the turnbuckle. He aims, and jumps off, smashing the belt via the impact of the steel steps. He grabs the mic again.
Wyvern: FUCK YOU ACW!
With that, Wyvern picks up the belt remains and chucks them into the crowd, and storms off, as the crowd is left with a shock they won’t soon forget.
This is the reality of the Omega Effect; the moment when dreams are made….and lost, and ACW will have to bear its consequences for a long, long time to come, as the show finally ends on this unexpected and shocking note…..
…..but if the fans think it’s all over, they’ve got another thing coming.
After the calm of ACW’s sabbatical shall come the storm, and all those with hidden vices had better start praying….. for the time of retribution approaches, at Seven Deadly Sins…..
Fade to Black.
End of show.
………well, almost……..
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