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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Aug 13, 2005 15:37:37 GMT -5
Match 3: Rena vs. Sakina Khalida - Mixed Sins Match, ACW Women's Title (Credit: Daredevil) The camera pans a beautiful view of outside the arena, as the sun is still shining brightly in the sky when it cuts back to inside the arena, with commentators Eddie Edison and first, Maxwell McNallyMcNally: Well the next match is the women’s title match, and we shall have two of the greatest females ever to wrestle in this division come face-to-face. Edison: Indeed! I’m still annoyed that the diva’s division was cancelled though… McNally: Shut up! But let’s now go to the ring, with our very own Philip Jones Camera pans to the ring, with Philip JonesPhilip: The following contest is a mixed sins match, scheduled for one fall, and is for the ACW Women’s Championship! Entering first and the challenger, from New York City…Rena Matheson! Want me, Want me by Namie Amuro hits and Rena Matheson walks through the curtains to a large array of boos from many sections of the crowd. She chooses to ignore them as she enters the ring, which is now set up for handcuffs, shackles, whips and other accessories. Rena awaits her opponent in the ring, hoping to become the third-time women’s champion.Philip: And her opponent, from Antalya in Turkey, and being accompanied to the ring by Shawn Kiev…she is the ACW Women’s champion, Sakina Khalida! Hepsin Senin Mi by Tarkan hits and Kiev walks through the curtain, getting a poor reception from the ACW fans. Sakina then walks out, belt on her shoulder and ready to face her biggest task yet. She, like Rena also ignores the fans, though these ones are more interested in getting an autograph or a handshake. Instead she heads to the ring, and slips under the bottom rope, before handing her belt to Kiev. Philip leaves the ring as the barbed wire cage lowers from the roof, and fits perfectly around the ring. The wire is not only razor wire at the top, but standard barbed wire has also been placed through sections of the cage. The referee signals for the bell and the match starts.Bell Rings Unlike other cages, this one does not have a door, which is all the better for Rena as Kiev has no access to the ring. But that is the last thing on her mind, and she and Sakina lock up in a headlock. Sakina throws Rena at the ropes but Rena catches the ropes with both hands, and the two women pause. Rena lets go and the two both go back into a headlock, which Sakina wins again, locking in a swinging Cobra Clutch. Rena quickly manages to escape and runs at the ropes facing her. She rebounds towards Sakina, attempting a Cross Body but Sakina expertedly reverse it into a Fujiwara Armbar. Rena rolls forward, breaking the hold and so she is sitting down in the center of the ring. Sakina rolls her onto her stomach and locks in a half Boston crab, applying pressure to the back of Rena’s right thigh. However Rena again uses that advantage in her agility, rolling forward again so Sakina lands on her back. Rena smirks as she makes it to her feet, and grabs a whip nearby. McNally: And now Rena has the whip! Lord knows what she’s going to do with that! Edison: Too true McNally! This match is quickly turning into that mixed sins stipulation Sakina jumps to her feet, yet has her back to Rena. She catches Rena in the corner of her eye, and waits. Rena quickly gets impatient, and runs at Sakina, but Sakina catches Rena around the foot, landing a Russian Leg Sweep. Sakina quickly applies a triangle choke hold on Rena, making it clear that she wants to win through submission. But Rena’s stamina level is too high at this point, and Sakina releases the hold, knowing she must wear down her opponent. Both wrestlers jump back to their feet, and look at each other again. Sakina locks Rena in a side headlock, but Rena picks up the whip and hits Sakina on her derriere, much to the delight of the crowd. She follows it up with a roundhouse kick to the ribs of Sakina, but Sakina refuses to fall, and instead bends over to reduce pain in her stomach. Rena just sees this as another opportunity, and throws herself at the ropes behind Sakina before performing a bulldog. Rena then looks at the shacks in the corner, and walks towards them, with a devilish grin plastered across her face. She turns around, looking at Sakina, and grabs her by the arms. She pulls the Turk forward and attempts to lock her into the shack… However Sakina struggles, and manages slip backwards through Rena’s legs and shove her into the shack. Rena falls hard, hitting her head on the wood and it allows Sakina to lock her arms in the rack. With Rena down, Sakina goes to work on her legs, locking in an Anklelock, with applied scissors onto the left ankle of Rena. Rena screams in pain but cannot do anything about it, and Sakina keeps the hold applied for a longer period. Soon, Rena has almost passed out from the pain, and Sakina is forced to let go of her opponent as the referee makes the count…He gets to 6 before Rena has made it to her feet-be it with the assistance of the cage. She turns at Sakina, and runs at her, hitting a double axe handle so hard that the shack breaks into two. Sakina falls down to her knees and Rena lifts her up, attempting an Irish Whip. Sakina bounces off the cage wall, but as she rebounds her hair gets caught in the barbed wire that was wired through the cage mesh. Because of the velocity she’s bouncing off the ropes at, the caught hair doesn’t stop her and the result is a few strands of hair being ripped from their roots. Not noticeable, but understandably very painful as she falls to he knees again.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Aug 13, 2005 15:39:39 GMT -5
Rena grabs Sakina by her hair, pulling her up to her feet. Rena taunts her, and points at the barbed wire again and attempts to throw Sakina into it. Only Sakina resists the move, and hits a Tornado DDT instead. The crowd go nuts as she makes it to her feet first, and unusual to her moveset but obviously a desperation move, she grabs the legs of Rena and slingshots her into the cage wall-and the barbed wire. Rena gets a small cut above her right eyebrow for her trouble, as she screams in pain in the turnbuckle. Sakina takes a brief period to catch her breath, before looking at some of the weaponry around the ring. She eyes the handcuffs, and bends over to grab them. She lifts them up, turns around and attaches one of Rena’s wrists to the handcuff, and the other to one of the ropes, not unlike what Daredevil did to her the other week. Sakina lifts Rena up to her feet and rests her up against the cage wall. Rena is still hurt from the barbed wire cut, but is utterly helpless as she sees Sakina running at her and hitting a Spinning Heel Kick. Rena slumps down to the ground and the crowd cheer Sakina on, knowing that the match must soon be over.
The referee uses a key to release Rena of the handcuffs, despite Kiev’s protests. The referee just waves for the match to continue, and Sakina doesn’t seem to mind much. She grasps her glove on her left hand with her right hand, and the crowd know what’s going to happen next. Rena slowly makes it onto her knees and Sakina performs the Chaos/Mandible Claw, which will always get a brilliant pop anywhere. Only Sakina doesn’t care for crowd reactions, but more to win the match. She keeps the hold applied for a few seconds, before Rena manages to escape the hold. Rena clutches her neck, trying to reapply normal breathing composure as she climbs to her feet, and again glares at Sakina. The two are pretty tired, but know that it wasn’t going to be easy as they lock up in a headlock. Rena wins, throwing Sakina at the ropes and hitting an armdrag, which is followed by another headlock. This time, Sakina wins and she throws Rena at the ropes, before hitting a running Enziguri. Rena is completely out, and Sakina reviews her options. She looks at the turnbuckle, and climbs it, signalling for the Morning Glory, which gets a huge pop. Only instead she opts to go higher, and she starts climbing the cage wall, narrowly avoiding the barbed wire and razor wire. She has little to stand on at the top, but decides to risk it and jumps from 15 feet up…
…Only for Rena to roll out the way at the final moment. Sakina is slumped down on her knees, and Rena sparks an idea. She slowly grabs the whip, and to the delight of the crowd, starts whipping the Turk. The crowd even cheer as this occurs, but then Rena oddly shakes her head, and stands up. She snaps the whip in two, causing immediate jeers from the crowd. She makes the ever-present cutthroat taunt and lifts Sakina up-who has pretty much had everything thrown at her-and goes up for the Superplex. She places Sakina on the top turnbuckle, and climbs up. She hooks the arms, and tries to hit the Superplex. Only she can’t, as Sakina has her legs wrapped around the turnbuckle. Frustrated, Rena throws several desperation punches but Sakina fights back with several elbows. The brawling continues until unbelievably they have switched sides (so Sakina has her back to the ring). Sakina give Rena a final elbow above her eyebrow, and jumps onto Rena’s neck, attempting a huge Frankensteiner. However Rena refuses to allow the move to be hit, and instead jumps forward, hitting a huge Pyramid Driver off the top turnbuckle and onto the ring below! Both divas are completely out, not only from the impact of the move but also from exhaustion, as the referee makes his count:
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Aug 13, 2005 15:40:18 GMT -5
1 . . . 2 . . . 3 . . . 4 . . . At this point, both wrestlers are still grounded
5 . . . 6 . . . 7 . . . Here, both wrestlers slowly make it to their feet. Sakina is up first, and so she has the advantage as she plants Rena with a Side Russian Leg Sweep. Rena is on her stomach, and so Sakina has the thought of implementing ‘the Calm’ onto Rena. She site on top of Rena, and positions her legs under the arms as she does. She lies backwards to grab the legs of Rena and pulls forward, firmly locking in the hold. Rena is trying to scream but her voice is muffled from the canvas. She attempts to break free, but she cannot get anywhere. Slowly, the move is causing immense pain to Rena, and this is causing her to fade away. She must make one last attempt to break the hold, and tries to roll over 180 degrees. Rena constantly rocks her body around, trying to force Sakina off, and slowly she loses her grip. After 3 minutes Rena is finally out of the hold, but hurting her lower legs which were greatly affected. The two make it to their feet, be it a very slow affair, and Sakina, who has given absolutely everything into the match, is no more a match for Rena. She practically walks in between Rena’s legs, and Rena hits a second and final Pyramid Driver. Rena rests in the corner as the referee makes his count. She is finally able to stand on her own feet as the referee finishes the count:
7 . . . . 8 . . . . 9 . . . . 10!
The bell duly rings, and Kiev is shouting at the referee as Philip announces the result
Philip: Here is your winner, and the NEW ACW Women’s Champion…Rena Matheson!
The crowd is stunned at the huge upset…. and appreciative of the quality of the match. After a triumphant win, the battered and bruised Rena circles around Sakina, who is now being attended to by Kiev. Kiev is lightly slapping Sakina across the face to she can wake up from her Knock Out in the very recent match both women just went through. Rena smirked as she grabbed the microphone to speak to Kiev and the unconscious Sakina.
Rena: Well, well Kiev…it seems that I’ve won in my match, and you definitely know what that means.
The crowd screams in excitement, knowing that now Rena has the power to change Kiev’s job to whatever she pleases.
Rena: First of all, I will make sure that you are somewhat still close to Sakina…even though I do not know why she would want to be near you.
Kiev growled at her in anger, a small bit of fear building up to the unknown as to what she will say next.
Rena: Second of all, I have decided the perfect job for you will be…My Personal Maid!
The crowd pops in joyousness as the words slipped out of Rena’s mouth. She laughed violently as Kiev howled angrily at her.
Rena: I have your uniform in the back, and you will start right this minute…Now, I have some things in my office that I need to be cleaned up…oh and I need the floors mopped. And I signed you up to help with the cleanup of the arena tonight! And I-
Kiev lunged at her, pulling at her hair and punching her in the face. He was hoping that the match had done more damage than he saw, so he could actually teach her a lesson. He raised her up as she tried to regain the power she once had, but he just slapped her quickly across the face. Just then a chair flew at Kiev, smashing into his scull. It was Sakina who hit him with the chair!!! Sakina stood over his KO’d body and moved over to Rena, helping her up off the ring. Rena smiled and the both left the ring, moving towards the exit as both women joyously hopped out.
((Fade out.))
OOC Note: Post match events credit: Rena.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Aug 13, 2005 15:42:34 GMT -5
Segment: Rush of Scarlet (Credit: Scarlet)
For the umpteenth time, Yoko Satoshi wondered why she had bothered to order an indoor croquet court for her private locker room. It was portable, so she could carry it around in tiny parcels in her suitcases whenever the ACW tour moved to a new city. She didn't really enjoy playing it much any more. It was slowly becoming a thing of the past. She briefly entertained a thought in her head: will wrestling ever become a thing of the past? I'm already at the top...
The thought died as quickly as someone being YKO'ed. She lived and breathed wrestling. The thought that something or someone would come first before the sport was laughable. Tucking a lock of raven black hair behind her ear, the Japanese superstar prepared to hit a perfect shot through one of the goal posts with her favorite mallet.
"Excuse me? Ms. Satoshi?"
The ball whizzed off course and hit a nearby table leg, causing a vase of flowers to tumble to the floor with a magnificent crash. Yoko's eyes traveled up the dark nylon covered legs, the scarlet cocktail dress, and the significant cleavage before resting in the depth of Sarin Rossi's eyes.
"Hello, Ms. Rossi," Yoko said, her voice even.
"I'm glad you have the advantage of me," she replied, flashing her a quick wink. "I've been meaning to speak with you for some time. After our match, of course, a few weeks ago. May I ask you a question?" Yes, anything, ask me anything. Ask me why the sky is blue. Ask me why my father named me Yoko. Please just keep talking.
"Of course."
"You were staring at me right now. With such passion. Why, I thought," Scarlet said, in a voice of pure honey, "you'd burn a hole right through me!"
"I am not given to staring."
"Of course. My mistake then. I do hope you forgive me, Ms. Satoshi," she simpered, twirling a black ball point pen in between her index finger and middle finger, with a motion of grace that was freakishly beautiful. In one elegant cry of "Oh!" the writing implement slipped from her scarlet gloved hand and started a slow descent to the floor.
Chronos, the mighty god of time, thought it best to create a stasis in the room and slow time to a crawl, allowing the pen a good eternity to hit the floor with a clatter. Both women blinked, then Scarlet's lips spread into a grin.
"Oh, how clumsy of me!" She said, turning around, her back exposed to the youthful girl. Scarlet lowered her back to retrieve the pen whilst keeping her legs perfectly straight. Sarin didn't know if Yoko was watching her, but she had a good guess.
"Well, must be going now, much to do!" Sarin waved cheerfully, winked, turned on her heel, and exited the locker room.
Yoko blinked twice before dropping her mallet and rushing to the bathroom to check to make sure she wasn't blushing.
--End--
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Aug 13, 2005 15:44:04 GMT -5
Segment: The Daredevil’s Wrath…. Well, Jake’s Wrath. (Credit: Jake Cheng and Stan the Cameraman)
Stan: First that Pride Parade flyer, then this Envy Enterprises card. I mean, it is kind of weird.
Jake is walking to Stan’s, and the camera’s, right side as the walk around the theme park. They pass more, less popular rides, like the Teddy Davis Tea Cups and the Jaded Effect. It’s one of those boring, sit in a cart, light flash, weird music plays, that kinds of thing. In other words, the lame rides. Lame rides, for lame superstars.
Anyway, Jake finds a line with about 25 people in it. The line for the Daredevil ride. The ride opens in an hour, so the two men get in line and engage in some idle chat to pass the time.
Stan: So that’s his real name? How many drugs were his parents on? Did they like peanut butter that much?
Jake: It’s a weird name. I bet he is on as many drugs as his parents were. I mean, did you notice how he talks.
Jake lowers his voice a tad.
Jake as Jif: Yo, nigga, I ain’t done good in skool, so I be smoking all day long, muthafucker.
Stan and Jake laugh.
Stan: Well that explains where Ridley got all his drugs.
The two begin to laugh harder. They are laughing so hard, there eyes must be shut, as two teenage boys, with more piercings than you can count on your hands and feet, cut Stan and Jake in line. Jake and Stan begin to calm down, but as they do, they notice the two teenagers in line.
Jake*Whispering to Stan and the camera*: Hey, were they there before?
Stan*whispering back*: I don’t know, but look at his hair.
The taller one, with pink liberty spikes, turns around.
Dude #1: Uhh, are you talking about me? Because if you are, I’m gonna have to mess you up.
The other “dude” with just a plain black Mohawk turns around.
Dude #2: Yeah, mess you up good.
The two “dudes” start taking various rings off. Stan hands the camera to the man behind him, who also happens to work for the ACW camera crew.
Stan: What are you gonna do? Poke my eyes out with your hair?
Dude #2: At least we have hair.
Stan’s blonde crew up is practically invisible with the sun shining directly on the four.
Jake: I thought that only faggots have pink hair.
Dude#1: I thought that only blackies have dreadlocks. Not a little Ching-Chong like you.
Jake begins to swell up with anger and rage. But his martial arts training helps him control and he begins to turn around. The creepy little bastards begin to laugh, until one falls to the ground. Jake’s turning around was actually to build momentum for a jumping reverse crescent kick to Dude #1’s head. In this kick, Jake turns clockwise, before springing up and popping his opponent with the blade and instep of his right foot. Dude #1’s jaw is broken.
Stan and Dude #2 are in shock. #2 then attacks Jake by throwing left and right punches like crazy. It’s too bad that he didn’t know Jake personally. Jake blocked all of the punches, matrix style, with one hand. Dude #2 stops throwing punches and reaches into his back pocket. Jake knows he is reaching for a knife. The “dude” thrusts at Jake, but Jake moves to the outside, clutches the man wrist and throws a shin kick to the man stomach. Jake rolls the knife out of his hand before planting a Booker-T-esque axe kick to the back of the man’s neck, but not hard enough to do any permanent damage. He leaves the knife for the cops.
Stan: Jake! The cops are coming! We got to get out of here.
Stan has the camera back, and is all ready running the opposite direction. Jake springs to catch up and reaches Stan. Instantaneously, a piece of paper collides with his face.
Jake: Ooof.
Stan: What is it?
Jake holds it in front of his face.
Jake: It’s a statement regarding the closing of a ride in the theme park. And you’ll never guess which ride it is.
Jake holds the paper in front of the camera.
Jake: Ridley’s Wrath.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Aug 13, 2005 15:46:56 GMT -5
Segment: What is Love? (Credit: Kiji)
The sun hangs low in the summer sky, shining vaguely through the haze of humidity in the air and flitering through the high windows of the Stanton Estate's gymnasium. Shafts of sunlight illuminate two figures, male and female, locked in hand-to-hand combat.
With a twirl of his wrist, Kiji gracefully parries away the thrust of Vanessa's incoming palm strike. He returns fire with a back leg round kick that sweeps through the air...and nothing else, as Vanessa's already ducked low and comes up with a rising uppercut straight for the youth's jaw. However, life is full of surprises, and she gets one of her own as Kiji jerks his head back just in time to dodge the move, falling backwards with both their momentum and flipping Vanessa over his head. She doesn't quite land on her feet, and as he kips back up, he whirls to find that he's done what he previously thought to be impossible.
There's a moment of silence, and then Vanessa laughs. Kiji extends his hand to her and she takes it, grinning as she stands. "Good one," she comments.
"I try."
She rolls her shoulders, stretching.
"That's enough for now. I think I'm gonna grab a shower. You should, too."
The pair make their way out of the gymnasium area and up the stairs, going over the finer points of their spar. Before long, they've arrived back at their shared bedroom. Kiji flops onto the edge of his bed with a weary sigh.
"And I knocked you down. That's never happened before."
Vanessa crosses the room and lays a hand on his shoulder, and smiles.
"Yes. You've been getting better and better. You should be proud, Kiji. You're very skilled."
He snorts.
"At least somebody thinks so. Stanton didn't seem too impressed when I told him what I did in Alabama."
She frowns, her hand slipping off his shoulder. A long silence passes, after which Kiji begins to talk to no one in particular.
"I've been interested in martial arts since I was a small boy. My father ran a local dojo and trained me in his spare time. I grew up vowing to be the next Bruce Lee."
He fixes a painful imitation of a smile onto his face.
"When my parents were killed, I lost interest. Stanton gave me the best tutors money could buy, and I still trained, but the joy had gone out of it. It was just meaningless exercise. Just something I did. You know? Like sweeping a sidewalk. But since you came along, I... I feel it again."
Vanessa decides to use this precise moment to kiss him, deeply and thoroughly. He allows himself to be raised up from the bed, returning her kiss after a moment's hesitation, and the two gradually make their way to the adjoining bathroom and the shower, shedding clothing along the way. She turns on the water almost before he finishes undressing, and guides him with gentle firmness to the floor. Vanessa bends to kiss him again, and, as she pulls away, he gazes at her with almost trancelike fascination. The setting sun paints the tiled wall bloody, and the mist of water droplets as the jet from the shower head strikes her bare back lends her an ethereal appearance, like a dryad in some dew-kissed orchard of paradise. Then she engulfs him, rolling her hips to a rhythm only she can hear. After an eternity, they come to the cliff's edge of passion, and teeter on the brink of that glorious precipice before plunging gratefully into rapturous depth, crying out as joyfully as children in a rainstorm.
Later he sleeps, and dreams of oak forests where ravens speak to him in a language he does not understand, and of great white-furred hounds with blood-red ears, their tongues lolling as they smile at nothing. Something about these dogs--something in the alienness of their inky-black canine stares--haunts him later when he recalls it.
End.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Aug 13, 2005 15:48:46 GMT -5
Segment: One simple goal (Credit: BK)
The scene opens with BK London standing by Kevin Anderson while holding the LW Title, looking off into the distance. Kevin looks determined to show prove himself to a good interviewer tonight as earlier before the show got rolling he was threatened to be fired if he wasn't on point.
Kevin: Ladies and Gentlemen, I am here standing tonight next to one of the superstars that will be locked in the Hell in a Cell with two of the greatest superstars to grace the ACW ring, TNT and RDK, BK London.
BK: No time for introductions Kevin, I am here tonight for one purpose and one purpose only, to win...and when I win I will go on to the biggest event of the summer Heatwave and take back what is mine.. TAKE BACK what I rightfully should've had a rematch for after I lost it the ACW Heavyweight Championship...
Kevin: Speaking of the ACW Heavyweight Championship, who is your pick to walk out victor for the main event spectacular tonight?
BK looks at him as if to wonder, what the hell does this have to do with me. But he continues to answer the question.
BK: Well its obvious that it doesn't matter who the winner is, either way there reign will be one of the shortest in ACW history when I get through with them at Heatwave, you see some people thing that I have a craving for gold, that I need to get my sweaty hands on a championship to be sane. And you know what they are possibly right....you see its all about creating my legacy…I know that I am the best now and one year ago I wanted to prove that I was and one year later I know I am and I want to prove it once again..
Kevin: Now I think we want to know why do you have the LW Title over your shoulder? One week the SSW the other week the LW?
BK: Is there a problem with liking gold or something? I found this yesterday when I was brave enough to infiltrate the HWL base with Jake. Big ups to Jake. I found this, as far as I am concerned I am the new LW Champion. And you know what, I don't like the word Lightweight, I was a former World Champion. This makes me feel like a punk, so this title is now officially named the Light-Heavyweight Title. So ACW, say hello to your NEW ACW Light-Heavyweight Champion, B-K London. The best Light-Heavyweight Champion, Ever.
Kevin: Speaking about the best, you don't seem to be fairing to well with one on one promos with the Ravaged for your HWL vs ACW Tournament, How do you think that is going?
BK cringes when he hears the name the Ravaged, he cracks his neck and then relaxes his face.
BK: Kevin, does this look like the time or place to be talking about, pfft, HWL Talent...the lowest piece of scum on the earth...get back to the real wrestling...the more advanced one..
Kevin: Pardon me then...Well do you have any final words for your opponents tonight?
BK: Absolutely…now get the hell out of my way..
BK shoves him out of the way and he gets closer to the camera. The camera begins to move back.
BK: Stay still hermie..
The camera doesn't move and BK approaches it.
BK: Macho Man RDK, you think your the hottest thing in ACW, you represent the people...you represent all your "Macho Maniacs" out there...but make no mistake about it, you and your maniacs have met your kryptonite...because BK London lays down...for no one. I don't lay down for you...for your macho maniacs, for TNT, not even the Ravaged. And TNT, you think your the hottest new prospect in ACW just because you get a change to go on all the promotional tours...you get all the glitz and glamour of being one of the top superstars in the company…well tonight I will make sure you get a dose of reality...and as far as I am concerned this interview is over..
BK tosses the mic on the ground and he walks off set. The camera turns and sees him headed back towards his locker room.
Fade out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Aug 13, 2005 15:49:13 GMT -5
Match 4: Bre Double T vs. Scott Andrews - Locker Room Brawl (Credit: Latino)
Phillip: This next match is a Locker Room Brawl Match! The rules of this match are that there are no pinfalls or submissions! The objective is to throw your opponent out of the locker room and close the door completely. The winner shall be the person left standing in locker room. Anything inside can be used as weapons. Now introducing first from Rochester, NY weighing in at 230 lbs at 6’5….Bre Double T!!!
Enter Sandman by Metallica starts playing throughout the backstage area. The cameras pick up Bre walking down the hallway and he turns straight into the Locker Room. The fans watch from the arena and everyone can clearly hear the cheers and pops for the superstar. He starts looking around the Locker Room and takes off his Buffalo Bills cap. He leaves his blue coat and sunglasses on with a smile on his face waiting for his opponent.
Phillip: And his opponent from Denver, Colorado, weighing in at 230 lbs at 6’0….Scott Andrews!!
Unearth by Stronghold is now heard throughout the speakers in the Locker Room. The fans watching from the arena are booing loudly and it is also very well heard even backstage. Scott looks around listening to the fans but continues onward as he enters the room. He himself looks around at everything that is set up and then stares over at Bre. He makes a move at first but then stops trying not to rush himself before the match begins.
The Bell Rings.
The two men at first try to lock up but after a few seconds they release their hold not getting anywhere in the struggle for control. Bre gives Scott a back hand chop forcing him back a few steps. He keeps repeating the steps over and over again but then Scott charges at him with an elbow to the Bre’s jaw. Scott keeps attacking with a myriad of punches over and over and then grabs Bre’s leg. He flips him over with a Northern Lights Suplex onto the concrete floor. He holds the move expecting to hear a count but then releases it as he just remembers the rules. Scott stands up Bre and whips him into the stone walls. A large CRACK is heard as Bre’s glasses break apart. Bits of it fall down on to the ground and Andrews jumps at Bre with a spinning heel kick to the back but Bre jumps to the side. Scott hits the wall hard and then falls down hitting on his head on the floor. He starts rolling around on the floor holding the back of his head in pain. Bre finally takes off his jacket and what remains of his glasses. He starts stomping on Scott and then picks up him showing off his strength. Both men are now standing up and Bre quickly scoop slams Scott onto the mat perpendicular to the couch. Bre jumps on the couch and bounces back with moonsault onto Scott.
He rolls off as he can hear the fans cheering out loudly more and more. He stands up Scott once again and picks him with a tilt-a-whirl back breaker. Bre lets Scott roll off onto the concrete and jumps back onto the couch. He bounces off with a leg drop but Scott rolls over just in time. Bre lands hard onto the concrete holding his leg in pain. Scott keeps rolling over and then reaches over with his hand trying to grab anything. He finally makes contact with something and then starts to get up. He grabs a hold of the chair in his grasp and starts swinging around ready for an attack. Bre gets up with a limp and turns around face to face with Scott. Andrews throws the chair at Bre and he catches it. Scott jumps up at Bre with the Reload. Feet connect with steel and Bre goes flying back into the wall back first. Scott kips back up on his feet and goes back in the air again grabbing Bre’s head and performs a flawless Tornado DDT but Bre stays strong grabbing hold and throws Scott roughly into the concrete. Bre stands up Scott and wraps his arm around him. Looking around he turns around and then throws Scott with an overhead Belly to Belly suplex. Scott goes flying across the Locker Room and crashes hard into the table. He falls down hard onto the concrete barely able to move. Bre drops down already exhausted from the hardship the two have put one another through.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Aug 13, 2005 15:49:47 GMT -5
Bre starts moving around and grabs the chair that Scott used earlier. As he gets to one knee Scott is starting to get himself out of the jumble of wood and steel. Bre has his back to Scott as he keeps holding onto the chair. Scott is getting up stumbling around like a drunk Latino around the Locker Room. Bre walks backward a bit and bumps into Scott. He instinctively turns around swinging the chair. The steel hits hard with the Scotts head and blood splatters across the walls and the chair of course. Scott slumps over and goes down to one knee. Bre starts walking towards the door still with a limp and Scott jumps at him pulling a Steiner as he attacks the ankles. Bre falls down onto the concrete slamming his jaw on it just inches from the door. Scott gets up and drags a large dining room-like table that was pushed into the corner in order to make room. He positions it in the middle of the room and walks back over to Bre. Standing him up, Scott pick him and puts him in position for the Assassination. He spins around and slams down Bre onto the table.
This time the table doesn’t give and Bre’s back hits hard. Scott grabs Bre by the hair and stands him up. Scott lifts Bre up and tries for a suplex but Bre blocks the move. He lifts up Scott and slams him down onto the table face first. Bre walks over barely able to move and grabs the chair. He starts yelling at Scott to get up and pushes him a little with the chair. Andrews rolls over and stands up a bit. Bre swings the chair fast but Scott ducks and grabs Bre. He pushes him out of the room through the open doorway. Andrews quickly grabs the door and swings it but it doesn’t fully close as the chair blocks it. The door kicks open and suddenly the chair goes swinging again hitting Scott’s foreheard once again. The blood rolls even more down his face and he falls down onto his knees. Bre swings again and this time hits Scott across the right temple. Andrews falls down unconscious. Bre walks back inside the Locker Room and stands up Scott. He whips him into the hallway into a bag of garbage. Scott barely can move as he just crashes into the bags. Bre slams the door shut and falls back onto the table.
Phillip: Here is your winner….Bre Double T!!!
The doors open again as ACW Officials come running into the room. They start checking Bre and a few others check Scott’s conditions. The #1 Fan comes running into the room ecstatic over his icon winning the match. He helps Bre out of the room as his face is a bloody mess. They look over at Scott whom is still unconscious and blood keeps running down his own face.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Aug 13, 2005 15:50:09 GMT -5
Segment: Suitable Motivation (Credit: Yoko)
We see Mercer Stanton and Elias patrolling the corridors of the building, running some final errands to pass the time faster. As they pass the Senatorial Stable door, Stanton stops.
Mercer: Elias, do you have the original world title design with you right now?
Elias: Yeah, I've been keeping it with me like you asked me to on monday.
Elias opens up his coat, revealing the belt.
Mercer: Give it to me for a moment.
He unstraps the belt and hands it to Stanton, who then knocks on the door. After a moment, it opens. Senator has answered it.
Senator: Oh, it's you. What do you want?
He notices the belt, but doesn't say anything.
Mercer: I thought I'd give you a little more incentive to win tonight. Naturally, if you beat Yoko, you become the world champion. But, you won't receive her custom belt. You'll get the original design. Which is this belt I'm holding in my hands. As you know, Wyvern smashed the world title, and I had this one made at the same time as Yoko's custom. Here, take it.
Stanton holds the belt out to Senator, he takes it from him.
Mercer: You can go ahead and have it, it'll be yours by the end of the night anyway. I'll see you later tonight.
He waves at Senator, and walks off with Elias. Senator looks down at the world title belt, and closes the door in the camera's face.
End Segment.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Aug 13, 2005 15:50:52 GMT -5
Segment: Lust? Or will it be Envy? (Credit: Jake Cheng and Stan the Cameraman)
Jake and Stan are done running. They sit outside a variation of the infamous Tunnel of Love ride. Jake has a black eye.
Stan: You used your 10 plus year of martial arts training on two armed things, but you couldn’t stop a small hot Asian chick from punching you in the face.
Jake: Fuck you. It’s your turn, ask........that chick out!
Jake points to blonde chick walking by. She looked as if she just got finished working on an episode of Baywatch. She was wet, wearing a bathing suit, and looked the part, if you catch my drift.
Stan: I don’t think I can.
Jake: DO IT! Give me the camera.
Stan: Fine.
The picture is wobbly for a bit, but then Stan is seen running away the girl. Then he turns, his head pointed toward his feet. He bumps into her knocking her packages to the ground.
Jake: Stan, you sly fox!
Stan picks up the chick’s bags for her and they begin to talk. She laughs and they start walking.
Jake: Will he do it? I think....I think....I think he is screwed. *Sigh*
The chick starts to get pissed as Stan begs her to calm down. She doesn’t. She obviously has seen Stan from ACW TV, or gets lucky, and goes directly for his weak spot. Stan... gets kicked in the sack. Then a hard slap, to add insult to injury, sends him to the ground. Jake runs to his fallen comrade.
Jake: Good one buddy! I thought for a second time today, we would do envy. Looks like someone else feels differently. Look.
Stan moans and Jake points the camera toward the ride they are outside of. Neon light tubes display the rides name, even though the first two are out. The ride is called...
Tunnel ofLust
Fade Out
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Aug 13, 2005 15:52:17 GMT -5
Segment: A true underdog story
As the scene begins, a simple line of text appears on the alphatron.
“Earlier Today”
The shot fades in, showing the asphalt of the ACW parking lot. The sun’s quite high in the sky, and not many cars are around in the public area; which is a good thing, since a number of medium – sized balls are bouncing in and out of shot, back and forth from one side to the other.
??: OW! Not so hard, Randy!
RDK: Sorry, brudah! You better speed up!
The camera pulls back, and we can see what’s going on; BK picks up a ball and throws it back toward the Macho Man, who jumps over it with the excitement and agility of a spring lamb. RDK’s come dressed for the sporting recreation in a pair of close fitting lycra cycle shorts, and a fluorescent yellow and orange gym shirt. The other members of the assembly are in more restrained training gear; AK bends down to tie her shoelace, and has to roll quickly to avoid getting hit by a shot from Hunter aimed at Yoko which Yoko of course dodges with ease.
AK: Whoa, ok guys. Time out!
The flurry of balls comes to a halt, and all those present gather in the centre of their area of the lot. The Senator takes off a pair of sunshades and wipes his brow.
Senator: How is everyone feeling? Those muscles getting nice and supple?
Yoko: Actually, yes. This was a great idea Hunter.
Hunter smiles.
Hunter: AK and I talked about it this morning…. not only is Dodgeball a great game and a great movie, it’s an excellent metaphor for what we’re going into here. We’re all going to do our best, and no one expects us to come out on top…. but even though we’ll lose some team members along the way, in the end it only take one person to win it.
AK: Plus, Dodgeball is a sport of violence, exclusion and degradation…. much like our own chosen calling.
Yoko picks up a ball and bounces it, thoughtfully.
Yoko: Hmm. In my head, RDK’s the young enthusiastic one, BK’s the coloured guy who’s smarter than he first appears, Hunter’s the slightly nerdy one….
Hunter: Hey!
Yoko:….who nevertheless forms a backbone to the team, and the Senator’s obviously the voice of authority. So…. am I the lesbian, or the pirate?
AK: I don’t think I’m a pirate…. figuratively speaking.
BK: Try saying “Arrrrr”, or something.
AK: Er…. Arr?
BK: Crap. Yoko?
Yoko: ARRRR!
There’s a spontaneous round of applause.
Hunter: Yoko’s the pirate. Pirates are cool.
BK: So that makes AK the lesbian?
AK shoots BK a sharp glance.
BK: Um, I mean the love interest, the love interest!
Hunter: We never said it was a perfect analogy. The point is, we’re going into this as outsiders as far as most people are concerned…. but that doesn’t mean we can’t win. And now every time I think of the Black Lotus, I see that other Russian chick… the ugly one. Puts a smile on my face every time.
AK: I don’t think we even need to mention BK’s strategy of the same nature….
An identical thought runs through the head of everyone present. They burst out laughing.
BK: “Here at HWL, we’re better than you and we know it!”
Even more laughter. AK picks up one of the balls.
AK: Ready for round two?
Everyone nods, and splits into two groups. Balls start to fly again; it’s a moment of harmony which is valued by everyone before the storm of the big show tonight.
As the trailer says… “Victory. Honor. Pride. All of these mean nothing….. if you don’t have balls.”
Fade out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Aug 13, 2005 15:53:53 GMT -5
Segment – ‘First Impression’ (Credit: Kudo and FSX for a few lines)
Kudo is shown walking out of his locker room now in full wrestling gear and on his way to the ring. He's been hyped up for the match all night, and is noticeably hopping and exercising his muscles during several stops on his way. In the excitement, Kudo’s head bumps into someone’s torso/stomach area. As the camera pans out, it reveals none other than Hitman of the Gods with a paper in his hand mumbling to himself, still unaware that he had knocked into Kudo.
Hitman(still mumbling to himself while looking at the note): Find and destroy the greater evil within this company.. Brian was too insignificant. Rena was too slutty. Who else could it be?
Kudo is now noticebaly pissed that he is being ignored by Hitman, who is now continuing on his way down the backstage area. Kudo grabs one of his arms and holds him back.
Kudo: Hey! Why don’t you watch where you’re going.
Hitman(looking down to Kudo): I’m sorry, I didn’t notice you there.
Kudo: Yeah you’re damn right you didn’t. Once again, ignored by another impolite hoss. You know it’s people like you that hold down us light heavyweights. You’re the perfect example of everything I speak out against.
Hitman opens his mouth halfway as if to respond but Kudo quickly interrupts
Kudo: So listen here King Kong, next time you’re mindlessly ignoring and knocking people down like how you do to the light heavyweight division, make sure it isn’t me. Got that?!
Kudo immediately starts back on his way to the arena, not even giving Hitman a chance to respond
Kudo(mumbling to himself): Hitman of the Gods, what a joke…
After Kudo gets out of camera range, it focuses on Hitman as he takes another look at the note and then back in the direction Kudo just went.
Hitman: Hmm, maybe I've been looking in all the wrong places.
Hitman is seen smiling slightly, before walking out of the camera range as the scene fades out.
--End—
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Aug 13, 2005 15:54:57 GMT -5
Segment: EERRGGH WHAT A RUSH! (Credit: Angelo)
The scene opens to what looks to be outside. There is one pole which looks like a street light on. All is dark in the area except that one glow of bright radiance. The camera spins and a man is seen sitting down. The camera approaches from behind and the camera looks down to reveal that they are on the top of the arena. Camera turns to show Angelo Giovanni sitting on the edge dangling his feet of the side of the building.
Angelo: Tonight………………..here we are. Once again to our big monthly show this time around, Seven Deadly Sins. Tonight I feel as if this isn’t about going out there and entertaining that crowd. Not about making them want to cheer for me. I don’t want that. I don’t want to do that. Tonight is about settling something. Wyvern started something with me, which I will finish. Tonight in this No Disqualification Falls Count Anywhere, I will beat Wyvern to a bloody pulp, I will beat him to the point where he won’t be able to meet the 10 count. This is the match I have been waiting for. Just so I can prove how far I have come. I have defeated Daredevil on three occasions. Defeated Atomic, and Latino in one match. Skurai…….didn’t stand a chance. I defended my title successfully against Wyvern. And I have defeated Mr. Wrath himself, Hunter in a singles match. These people don’t know what they are in for. I will single handily dominate these 6 other competitors, and once I’m through with them and THEY have paid for their sins, we will find out who that sorry son of a bitch who did this to all of us really is. I want to take him out once and for all. Yeah he took Atomic and Latino out. But what he did to me was just sick. The man crucified me. He did something to my ribs too which earlier in the year were broken. Then the next show I had to go out there and defend my title against Daredevil. Now I’m just thinking to myself, how much longer can I do this crazy shit?
Angelo looks around into the distance.
Angelo: Tonight…………….I will have the edge in this match. Since I’m in the zone, and only I have the adrenaline rush. Now if you’ll excuse me. Destiny is waiting.
Angelo stands up and looks down to the ground; he then dives off the building. The camera quickly moves to watch this as a noise is heard right after Angelo jumps which sounds like rope unveiling. Just then Angelo bungees back up as his whole body was about 1 foot away from hitting the ground.
Scene fades to black.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Aug 13, 2005 15:56:12 GMT -5
Match 5: Predator vs. Sgt. Pilko vs. Cernunnos vs. Kudo - ACW Entertainment Title (Credit: BK) While the crowd thinks about Angelo’s sudden penchant for extreme sports, Philip is getting back in the ring to announce another title match.Philip: This match is a fatal four way elimination match, coming to the ring from Detroit, Michigan, weighing in at 222 pounds, Kudo Yasuda !! The arena lights dim and then flash periodically with the beat of “Poison” until a small pyro explosion and the lights come back on with Kudo at the top walking the ramp. He makes his way down to the ring with a mixed reaction, he enters the ring and begins to stretch as he waits for his opponents.Philip: And the second participant, weighing in at 375 pounds, from parts unknown, Cernunnos. "Phantom of the Opera Overture by Andrew Lloyd Webber" hits and he comes out with a black robe on. Smoke appears all over the arena and he slowly moves down to the ring. As he gets in the ring he removes the robe and waits in his corner.Philip: And the third participant weighing in at 275 pounds, from Newcastel, England, Sgt. Pilko. "I Predict a Riot" by Kaiser Chiefs hits and Sgt. Pilko hits the top of the stage. He walks down to the ring quickly and slides in before hopping on the middle turnbuckle and taunting the crowd.Philip: And the final opponent, weighing in at 220 pounds, from Winnipeg, Canada, he is the Entertainment Champion, Predator. "Stay Together for the Kids" by Blink 182 hits and the entertainment champion graces his way onto the stage. He holds the belt over his shoulder and it looks as if the three opponents are staring at the gold they desire. Predator enters the ring and he hands his belt to the referee, the ref raises it in the air signalling its for the title before handing it to the timekeeper.The bell rings and the opponents look at each other from the four corners. Predator, being cocky and charismatic as usual walks to the center of the ring first. He challenges anyone of the three competitors to step forward in the middle of the ring and Kudo, the newcomer doesn't seem to be backing down. He and Predator seem to be trash talking in the middle of the ring, just then Cernunnos and Pilko attack both superstars from behind. Cernunnos picks up Kudo and tosses him into the corner while Pilko begins to stomp away at the reigning Entertainment Champion. Cernunnos chops Kudo in his chest and most if not all the breath escapes Kudo, Kudo bends over and Cernunnos rises him up and thrusts him in his throat. Kudo holds his throat in pain and now Cernunnos pulls Kudo out of the corner and slams his back right into the mid turnbuckle. Kudo drops down to the mat holding his back in pain meanwhile, on the otherside of the ring Pilko punches a groggily standing Predator. Pilko now bounces off the ropes and he hits Predator with a big boot, knocking him through the ropes and he lands hard on the ground outside. Predator's expressions looks like he doesn't know where he is. Predator slowly begins to get up and Pilko begins to methodically pick apart Predator, he picks up Predator and hoists him on his shoulder before ramming him head first into the ring post on the outside. Predator is out cold and Pilko stands over him and looks in the crowd before trash talking some of the fans.
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