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Post by Latino on Aug 24, 2005 17:59:52 GMT -5
ACW Proudly Presents: HeatwaveSaturday 10th September 2005 Schedule of Matches: -------------------------- Back 2 Skool Match Rena vs. Paris Summers -------------------------- The Senator vs. Predator -------------------------- ACW Light Heavyweight Title Match Fallen Souls vs. TBA -------------------------- Elimination Match Jonny Spade vs. Jake Cheng vs. Daredevil -------------------------- ACW Tag Titles Match The Deities of War vs. Cold Blooded Killers -------------------------- ACW Entertainment Title Match Kudo vs. Hitman of the Gods -------------------------- ACW International Title Match Angelo Giovanni vs. BK London -------------------------- Alcatraz Match Hunter vs. Latino -------------------------- ACW World Title Match Yoko Satoshi vs. Macho Man RDK --------------------------
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 10, 2005 14:05:24 GMT -5
Opening Segment: Main Event Emergency (Credit: Yoko)
As Heatwave commences, the atmosphere in the arena is already warming up; the fans who have bee fortunate enough to get tickets crowd around, trying to get themselves on camera. Then the action starts up right away, and the alphatron comes to life.
As the scene fades in, we see Ginger in his office. He is on the phone, and he's irritated.
Ginger: Still haven't found them, then? Just glimpses? I appreciate your effort. No, I don't know what I'm going to do.
The door to the office swings open, Mercer Stanton and Elias walk in.
Mercer: Good news!
Ginger: I'm going to have to go, thanks for calling.
Ginger slams the phone down.
Ginger: What do you want now?
Mercer: To give you these.
He reaches into his suit and pulls out a packet of papers, and lays them on Ginger's desk.
Ginger: What's that?
Mercer: My thirty days end on Tuesday. This is my final show before then. Those are my resignation papers.
Ginger: You're kidding, you're resigning without a fight?
Mercer: I'm a man of my word, Ginger. Those papers officially mean that as of Tuesday, I am no longer the financial supporter of ACW, and I'm no longer allowed to make decisions.
Ginger: Tuesday...So you're still in power right now. I assume you have one final trick up your sleeve?
Mercer: No. I believe I've already taken care of that. Here it is, PPV time, and both of your main event participants are nowhere to be seen. You enjoy sorting that out.
He and Elias exit. Ginger lays his head down on his desk and sighs. The camera then follows Elias and Stanton down the hallway.
Elias: What if they do show up?
Mercer: They probably won't, they're too scared you're still after their lives. But if they do, so be it. I have it covered. After that, we'll put full focus on Joshua.
Elias: Good. I'm tired of this place.
Stanton doesn't answer, the conversation ends there. They continue walking.
End Segment.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 10, 2005 14:06:40 GMT -5
Match 1: Back 2 Skool Match Rena vs. Paris Summers (Credit: Jonny)
There’s no long preamble before tonight’s matches get underway; Philip is already in the ring as the shot returns to the arena.
Philip: This is a “Back to Skool” match, set for one fall. Introducing first, from San Francisco, California… Paris Summers!
”All American Girl” by Train hits, and Paris walks out in a VERY short skirt, in a sexy black, with a lacy white shirt to match it and a loosely applied school tie. She shows off her gorgeous figure as she strides to the ring, and the temperature ratchets up a few more degrees.
Philip: And her opponent, from New York, she is a member of the Senatorial Stable… Rena Matheson!
”Want Me, Want Me” plays, and the crowd (well, the men at least) go nuts as Rena struts her stuff to the ring. She too is in “schoolgirl” clothing, with a red skirt and silvery shirt tied at the midriff; security makes plans to hose down the males in the vicinity should it become necessary. Rena enters the ring, and the ref swiftly gives the OK for the match to start.
Bell Rings.
After a few moments of both of them flaunting their stuff a few more times and getting more cheers from the males in attendance, Paris charges at Rena and charges at her from behind which takes them both from the ground. While on the ground Paris continues to slam the head of Rena into the mat repetitively. After a while of this Paris gets off from her back begins to pick her up off the mat, however, Rena breaks the grip that Paris has on her hair and gives her a big slap to her face. She then pushes her back off the ropes behind her and then whips her across the ring and delivers a back body, which to the pleasure of the crowd shows a nice panty shot due to gravity pulling down on the kilts. Paris gets up again and runs at but Rena, thinking quickly on her feet, delivers a quick arm drag to Paris that takes her down again but this time she keeps it locked in which she then turns it into arm wrench.
Paris, now finding some strength left in her, stands up (still in the arm wrench) but goes back down to deliver an leg sweep to Rena that instantly breaks the hold on Paris and both ladies quickly stands up again and Paris moves back to give room between them and Rena charges at her with a closeline but Paris is able to do a cartwheel and “wheel herself” away from Rena to the other side of the ring again her kilt goes up (or down in this case) as she does the cart wheel and fans in attendance once again (mostly the males), cheer for the view they see and once Paris is standing on her feet again she can’t help but smile. Rena charges at her again but again Paris ducks under her arm but this time she pulls back on Rena’s hair and knocks her to the ground which makes a loud thud and she goes to cover but only gets a shoulder up at 1.5.
Paris, showing a little aggression now gets up and waits for Rena to stand up as well. Rena starts to stand up but is a little groggy and dazed from before. Paris noticing this bends down a little to get all her strength ready and as Rena is standing up completely vertical now she turns around and sees Paris wind up her leg for a Paris kick but this time Rena ducks out of the way and Paris does a complete 180o spin and while Rena is low she gets a hold of Paris’ shins and pulls them back which makes Paris fall face first to the mat. She then goes around and grabs Paris’s legs and then applies an Indian Deathlock to her. Unfortunately, though for Rena Paris fell near the ropes and the submission was applied near the ropes that Paris was able to scoot over to the ropes to break the hold but that didn’t stop Rena from breaking the hold right away. After a four count from the ref though she does break the hold and after she gets up the ref has a mouthful to give her and this gives time for Paris to hang on the top rope as her leg is still in pain. Rena pushes the ref away and walks back over to Paris and throws a punch at Paris, she then pulls her out to the middle of the ring and goes behind her and delivers a german suplex and she then bridges it and goes for the pin. The ref goes down to make the count but she then gets a solid 2 count before Paris is able to lift her shoulder up.
Rena, now pissed that she hasn’t ended this by now slaps the mat in anger. She stands up and pulls Paris up by her hair. Rena kicks her in her gut which makes her bend over and she puts her head between her legs. She crosses her arms over herself and sets her up for the ‘Hell in Heels’. She lands it perfectly and again she goes for the pin. However, this time Paris doesn’t get up and Rena gets the 3 count.
Phillip: And here is your Winner… Rena!!!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 10, 2005 14:07:22 GMT -5
Exhausted, bruised, and sore, Rena could not bring herself to stand up and acknowledge her victory. She clung to Paris, her sweaty bra clinging to Paris' tight stomach. Paris let out a small moan, her almost nude body glistening in sweat. Eyes closed, she sucked in a heavy breath through her pretty lips. Rena rolled on top of Paris, their breasts touching; Rena resting her head next to Paris' neck. Paris involuntarily wrapped a leg around Rena's waist. She tried to stand up, but only succeeded in rolling on top of Rena.
Their moaning steadily increasing in volume, Paris and Rena once again attempted to rise to their feet, but only managed in reversing their roles on top of each other. They continued this for a while, before it became apparent that neither of them wanted to stand. They wrapped their slender arms around their backs, pressed their chests together erotically, legs and hair intertwined. Some of the audience did not know where Paris began and Rena ended.
The referee looked at the pair stunned, and forgot to raise Rena's arms in victory. For once, the roaring, piggish, male crowd of ACW was at a loss for words. Several drinks spilled, men temporarily forgot where they were, a few blind men suddenly cried "I can see!", a lame pig stood up and danced a jig, only to be led away. For Rena and Paris, the thoughts and emotions of the suddenly dangerously randy crowd never phased them. They rolled clumsily out of the ring, clutching and clinging on to each other for dear life.
If the Divas intended to have some privacy, they would be disappointed. A streamline of cameras followed the dazed women backstage to the locker room. They zoomed in on their linked hands, their ample asses, and their luscious legs. Once inside, Paris and Rena rushed to the showers and shut the partition. The water was miraculously already running hot; steam was billowing upwards in clouds.
The cameraman watched, eagerly, waiting for some sign from heaven, some token from the gods themselves of confirmation of the most holiest act ever created on Earth...and it came in the form of a single bra, chucked over the top of the shower, where it rested, oblivious to the hundreds of thousands of men across the country screaming in pure unadulterated lust.
Rena: Paris, can you help me undo my panties?
Her voice is innocent, playful.
Paris: I can't Rena, I have soap all over my hands.
Rena: That's okay, you can just use your mouth...
A very distinct slurping noise can be heard through the downpour of steamy shower water. A white pair of panties joined the bra outside the shower partition. Before half the male population suffer coronaries, the scene slowly fades to black. The only audible noise is the angry outcry of protest from the moral set. But a few with a good ear could have sworn they heard Paris whisper something along the lines of "You taste great baby..."
--End—
OOC: Ending events credit: Scarlet.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 10, 2005 14:08:22 GMT -5
Segment: ‘Sponsored’ (Credit Kudo)
Kudo is hopping around in his locker room sporting a new reddish orange attire, getting pumped up for his match a short while later on with Hitman of the Gods. Kudo calms himself down and takes a deep breath before he hears the bothersome squeak of the door behind him. Kudo, readies his fist, sure that it is indeed Kevin Anderson looking for another random interview, failing to learn a lesson during his last beating. Kudo turns around expecting to nail him in the face before he even opened his mouth, but instead, the camera shows a moderate sized man in a fancy suit, glasses, and a clean haircut sticking his hand out for a handshake. Kudo’s quick reflexes allow him to stop in time, but he still has no idea who the man is.
Man: Hello there Kudo, it’s a great pleasure to finally meet you in person, some guys outside said this was your locker room.
The man’s hand is still out and Kudo just sizes the guy up still not shaking his hand.
Man: Ahem, excuse me, let me introduce myself, my name is Mr. Albright, you may know me from the huge business company I run.
Kudo’s face now seems more relaxed and finally he shakes Albright’s hand.
Kudo: Where have you been? It’s about time. I requested this weeks ago!
Albright(the handshake releasing): My, my, that’s quite a grip you have there. I know that I’ve made the right choice coming to see you here in the flesh. Now I know you filed that request and tried to contact me before but as you can see, I’m a busy man.
Kudo: Yeah? Well so am I. (tapping the Entertainment belt over his shoulders)
Albright: Yes I see that you are the Entertainment Champion of ACW, a major growing industry with a huge range in audience types. Now I like to conduct business with smart people, and there’s no doubt that you’re not only a strong guy, but you’re smart too. I like that. You’re idea of being a spokesperson, for my company’s products was an idea even my yes-men department wouldn’t have come up with. Recent statistics show that ACW’s younger viewers enjoy associating their favorite wrestlers with products that they buy, so what better way than to have ACW’s own Entertainment champion representing our products?
Kudo: Yeah you’re damn right. No doubt that the new viewers of ACW flock in to watch my performances. And if you haven’t been watching in the recent weeks, then you’re missing out on the philosophy of R3, the plan that will storm in and scramble things up in the ACW like no one has ever seen before. And that’s where you come in: R3’s link to worldwide acknowledgement.
Albright: Yes, there’s going to be great synergy in this partnership. You scratch our backs, and we’ll scratch yours.
Kudo: Alright then, we have a deal. Let me know if anything comes up.
Albright: Well not quite yet. There is an issue I’d like to take care of.
Kudo: What issue would that be?
Albright: Well you must know that my staff has been researching eligible spokespeople for our company, a move that can make us or break us depending on who we get. You had a lot of competition for the spot you’re in now, sports stars, movie stars etcetera. And Kudo, I must say, a lot of the reason you’re being considered is because of that belt you have over your shoulders.
Kudo turns slightly at the title belt over his shoulder as Albright continues.
Albright: So, we have to protect our investment starting now. It appears that you have a championship defense match tonight against someone named…Hitman of the Gods was it?
Kudo: Yeah, so what?
Albright: Well before we can sign you to a contract and have you present yourself to millions of people, we want to make sure that you can deliver on your side of the agreement. So the only way I can sign you to a deal, is if you can defeat Hitman of the Gods in your match tonight and secure yourself as the Entertainment champion before the night is over. And I also heard that he was 8 feet tall? Now pardon me for being skeptic, but I---
Kudo(interrupting): Uh-uh, say no more. Tonight I’m going to dispel any doubts and disbeliefs you have toward my weight class, and any falsehood stories you believe of 8 foot giants. Believe me Mr. Albright, I’m going to win everyone over, even if I have to do it one person at a time.
Albright(smiling): That’s a good attitude Mr. Yasuda. Tell you what, you defeat that 8 foot machine in your match and retain your Entertainment belt, and I will sign you to that commercial deal…tonight.
Kudo(now smiling too): Then get the paperwork ready, since you just guaranteed my deal. Make yourself comfortable here, (showing Albright down to a cushioned seat) and hey, maybe you’ll want to watch my match tonight. You might be impressed.
Kudo lets out a big grin before grabbing a long, black, thin piece of cloth from the arm of the chair. He wraps it around his forehead and ties it in a knot in the back. Kudo looks up at the mirror and the camera shows the reflection and the word in big letters, ARMADA on the band.
Kudo smiles then makes his way out and the squeaky door on cue, squeaks as it closes shut.
-Fade out-
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 10, 2005 14:09:00 GMT -5
Match 2: The Senator vs. Predator (Credit: Latino)
The fans can’t wait for the next match, and already are in a state of high excitement as Philip enters the ring.
Phillip: This next match up is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first weighing in at 211 lbs at a height of 5’11...The Predator!
Stay together for the Kids by Blink 182 starts to play as Predator walks through the curtains. The cameras scan the crowd as many signs say “Predator Sucks” and others that say “The Protégé Chump”. The camera shot shoots back to Predator as he is already halfway down the entranceway mouthing off to various fans in the front row. He walks up the steps and climbs the turnbuckle from the outside. Predator points around to the fans as they continue to boo and jeer. Predator jumps down from the top turnbuckle and looks around at the rest of the fans with an arrogant smile as his opponent is announced.
Phillip: And his opponent weighing in at 195 lbs at a height of 5’11, the leader of the Senatorial Stable… The Senator!!
Hail to the Chief starts to play as the Senator comes out to a mild amount of cheers from the fans. He looks straight down at the ring. He doesn’t pay much of the fans any attention despite their offerings for a handshake. The Senator walks up the steps and enters the ring, stepping between the ropes. He climbs the turnbuckle and raises his arms as the fans give out another pop. Looking back at his opponent, he jumps down and walks to the center of the ring as the referee explains the rules.
* The Bell Rings *
The match starts out as Predator dodges past the referee and gives the Senator a forearm to the face pushing into the ropes. He doesn’t let up or even give the Senator a chance as the keeps throwing left and rights at the stable leader. Senator tries to block but Predator is too quick for him as a few punches and forearms slip in nailing in across the face and torso. Predator grabs Senator’s arm and whips him across the ring to the ropes. Senator bounces off and Predator gives him a big clothesline knocking the Senator over the ropes. Senator grabs onto the ropes and lands on the apron in true royal rumble instinct. He keeps a firm grasp and stands back up. Predator has his backed turned to his opponent thinking Senator is laid out on the outside mats. He looks around to the fans with a big grin on his face and taps the right temple as if to say “I have the brains in this match”. He turns around and his arrogance turns to utter surprise as Senator gives him a strong right across the jaw. Predator spins around and then Senator grabs a hold of the superstar and quickly jumps off the apron. Predator’s neck slams against the ropes and he flies back slamming his back against the mat. Senator gets back on the apron and climbs the turnbuckle. He pauses as the fans give out another pop and then jumps off with the Senton Bomb. Predator rolls out of the way letting Senator crash into the mat hard.
Both men are laid out and the referee is making his count to ten. The fans throughout the arena are chanting out “Senator! Senator! Senator”. Predator is the first to move as he crawls over and drapes his arm over Senator’s chest. The ref instantly is down on the mat as slaps the ring mat.
ONE!
TWO!
Kickout by the Senator and Predator rolls on his back. He slams his fist into the mat and sits up to yell at the referee. The referee says it was a two and Predator keeps arguing with him. He turns his attention back at Senator and grabs him by the hair. Dragging him to his feet he whips him into the corner and charges the veteran. He jumps up and grabs Senator’s head trying for an Evenflow DDT. Senator uses Predator’s moment and keeps a firm hold. He spins around and throws drops Predator on the ropes. Predator bounces a few times as his eyes bulge and then lands onto the apron. The Senator takes a few steps as the fans are cheering more and more for him. He turns back at Predator, whom is on his feet, and tries to give him a Partisan Kick. Predator wisely ducks while pulling down the top rope. Senator goes over and takes a nasty tumble down hitting the apron first and then slamming down hard onto the outside mats. A camera rushes down the side where the Senator fell and gets a shot of Predator as he looks towards the camera with another big smile. He takes a few steps back on the apron and starts taunting the Senator. He yells at the veteran as Senator slowly starts to get up. Predator runs and jumps with Spear. Bodies collide as both men go down from Predator’s force. Senator through turns the spear into a DDT and both men are slammed into the outside mats.
As the referee starts his count to 10 the fans all over the arena are chanting out loud, “Senator! Senator! Senator!”. The cameras zoom around showing off many fans jumping up and down on their feet. The shot cuts back to the Senator and Predator whom are now on their feet. Predator leans against the apron and then slides under the ropes. Predator starts complaining to referee about some injury. The ref quickly stops his count and checks on Predator’s status. Back on the outside, Senator leans against the barrier as various fans pat him on the back. One fan leans over getting his face straight in front of the camera. A quick thinking Security member pulls the kid out of the view. Just as Senator stands on his own two feet a huge boot hits him across the face. The view moves back and it’s shown that Wolf is the culprit. He stands over Senator grinning as he throws a punch across Senator’s face. Senator keeps receiving more and more punches and then Wolf grabs him by the arm. He whips to the turnbuckle post and Senator reverses it sending Wolf head first into the steel post. Senator rolls under the ropes as the referee looks back not sure as to what happened. Predator gets up looking over at Wolf wondering the same thing. Predator walks over to Senator and tries to apply the Predator Crossface, but before he can do so Senator grabs onto the ropes. The referee pushes Predator back as Senator stands back up. He holds his arm out to keep distance and then looks back at Wolf. Predator runs at Senator and knees him in the stomach. He again tries for the Predator Cross face but Senator lifts him up and completes a backbody drop, once again preventing Predator’s submission.
Senator is back on his feet and climbs the turnbuckle. Senator signals for another Senton Bomb but Predator grabs onto the Referee putting him in front of him. As the referee is distracted Wolf climbs back on the apron and pushes Senator off the turnbuckle. He goes flying in the air and lands on the ropes. The fans boo loudly as Wolf slinks back down. Senator falls down on the apron and before the ref can see anything Wolf comes running by with an elbow jab to Senator’s throat. Senator rolls over in pain and Predator drags him back in the ring. Predator goes for a cover and the referee slaps the mat hard.
ONE!
TWO!
Senator kicks out before the three count and fans yell out a long “TWOOoooOOOOOOooooOOoO!” Predator rolls over and starts stomping on Senator. He grabs him by the hair forcing him back on his feet. Predator whips Senator to the side and keeps a firm hold on his arm. He pulls Senator back, giving him a kick to the stomach. Predator picks up Senator ready for a powerbomb, but out of no where Senator counters it into with the Polarizer. Senator goes for the cover but Wolf grabs on his foot. Senator yanks on his foot and then gives Wolf a kick to the face. Senator hooks the leg for the cover. One.....Two....Kickout by Predator as Senator sits up with a look of pure anger as he looks directly at Wolf. Senator gets up as he starts yelling at Wolf. The referee tries to push Senator back but he pushes past him hell bent on getting some revenge as he leans over the ropes. Predator is back on his feet and attacks from behind as he gives a forearm to the back of the head and tries for a roll up in. Senator kicks out before the Ref can make a count and rolls back. Senator gets back on his feet and Predator keeps attacking. Both men are throwing punches back and forth and Senator is pushed in the corner. Predator lifts Senator up and spins around. He throws Senator on his feet and gives him a kick to the stomach. He goes for the Pred-i-gree, but Senator counters it into a backslide pin. The referee slides on the mat as he slaps the mat once more.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Phillip: Here is your winner, The Senator!!
Senator rolls out of the ring as he slaps hands with many fans. He leans against the barrier as the fans reach around patting him on his chest and back. Wolf slides in the ring as he grabs Predator. The referee slides out the ring and raises his arm declaring him the victor. Senator wraps his arm around the ref’s shoulder, allowing him to help him walk down the entranceway. Back in the ring Wolf and Predator are yelling at various fans. They step between the ropes leaving the ring as the fans are chanting “Predator Sucks! Predator Sucks! Predator Sucks!”, and the show goes to a commercial break.[/ i]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 10, 2005 14:10:08 GMT -5
Segment: Flight… or Fight? (Credit: Yoko / RDK)
We see a long road in the middle of nowhere. You can tell it's the middle of nowhere because either side is surrounded by fields of corn as far as the eye can see. Few cars, if any, are driving down it. We then see RDK and Yoko Satoshi walking along the side of it. They hear a car coming, and quickly stick out their thumbs. It speeds right on by.
Yoko: There goes another one.
RDK: Well, I wouldn't pick up hitchhikers either. Not after Texas Chainsaw Massacre. OoOoh No...
Yoko: I see your point.
They keep walking. Yoko decides to break up the silence.
Yoko: RDK, I never got to thank you.
RDK: For what sista?
Yoko: For saving me from Elias. I wouldn't have gotten away if you hadn't come after me. It's funny, because I hadn't viewed you as a threat to anyone, especially not to me, since I beat you before. But then, you saved my life.
RDK: You would have done the same for me. Macho a mach.
Yoko: I don't know if I would have...But after this little road trip, I would. You're a good person. You could have saved me and left me after, but you didn't do that. You stayed with me. You put your career and life on the line, when you probably would have been given the title after I'd died.
RDK: Yoko, I don't want to be handed the title. I want to win it. I knew I'd probably be getting into trouble when I followed you and Elias, but let me tell you something. Life and friendship are more important than title belts, and I've always considered us friends. You can believe that sista!
Another car is heard, they quickly put their thumbs out. It comes to a stop. The man driving looks at RDK and Yoko for a moment.
Driver: You two need a lift?
Yoko & RDK: Yes.
Driver: Do you give head?
Yoko: What?! No!
Driver: Not you, him!
RDK: WHAT?! HELL NO BRUDAH!
Driver: No deal, then.
He drives away.
RDK: What a jerk! I could show that whore mongering cat molester a thing or two about being a good mach!
Yoko: Do you really consider us friends, RDK?
RDK: OoOoh Yeah!
Yoko: I'm glad I have friends now. I just wish I could give you your title match, I know how important it was. Maybe not as important as life, but still. It'd be the friend thing to do.
RDK: I know what you mean. I do want the match. I feel sorry for all the little Machomaniacs and Yokomaniacs too, who don't get to see their idols, or even know if they're ok. It's not fair sista!
Yoko: I hadn't even considered the fans. Family, too. I bet Yuki is worried sick. Maybe...We're being cowards? I mean, Elias is just one guy. We took him together.
RDK: We sure did.
Another car is heard, they stick their thumbs out. It pulls over. The driver is a woman, she smiles at them.
Driver: I can see you two need a ride, go ahead and get in.
Yoko: Thanks!
RDK and Yoko get into the car.
Driver: Where are you headed?
Yoko had wanted to get as far away from Mercer Stanton and Elias as possible. Now she's not sure.
Yoko: RDK, are you thinking what I'm thinking?
RDK: Definitely, sista!
Yoko begins giving the driver directions as the scene fades.
End Segment.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 10, 2005 14:11:22 GMT -5
Match 3: ACW Light Heavyweight Title Match Fallen Souls vs. ?? (Credit: Hunter)
Philip enters the ring and gets some applause from the crowd. He raises the mic to his mouth and does what he does best.
Philip: Ladies and gentlemen, this match is scheduled for one fall and it is for the ACW Light-Heavyweight Title. Introducing first, from Seoul, South Korea, he is the ACW Light-Heavyweight Champion, FALLEN...SOULS!
"Boldly Going Nowhere" hits...and just like that stops. Instead, "Eden" by To Destination hits the speakers as FSX walks out sporting his Light-Heavyweight Title around his waist. He taunts the crowd a little and then climbs into the ring.
Philip: And his opponent...
*"I'm An Asshole" by Dennis Leary begins to play. The fans pop at this, thinking they know who the Mystery wrestler is. The song continues to play, as the fans become anxious as does Fallen Souls as he wants to know who his opponent is and he is being forced to watch this entrance. After Leary's spiel about the U.S.'s Nuclear Weapons, the #1 Fan appears from the back. As the song ends a noise of static fills the air and then "Enter Sandman" by Metallica begins to play. The #1 Fan jumps up and down. As the song picks up a figure can be seen making his way from the back. The outline of a man is shown on the alphatron. Then, right on cue, The Original Asshole, Bre Double T walks out with his official shirt, Buffalo Bills cap, sunglasses and jeans to the ring. He holds a can of some kind in his hand. *
Phillip : From Rochester, New York.. Bre Double T!!
He rocks out to the song a bit on the ramp and pretty much ignores the #1 Fan. All of a sudden he lifts the #1 fan up over his head.
#1 Fan: MOMMY!
The Original Asshole throws The #1 Fan into the crowd. The Small Fan is Body surfed around. Bre jumps over the guard rail and rocks out with the fans. He raises The can into the air and pops it open and commences drinking it. He begins to make his way toward the ring. Fallen Souls stands in the ring, not changing his expression, he checks out his gear a bit as he waits for Bre to enter the ring. The #1 Fan arrives to the ring first and subsequently falls on his face after body surfing around the arena. Bre then jumps over the guard rail and acknowledges his opponent for the evening. Bre slides in the ring and takes off his cap and sunglasses. Bre asks for a mic.
Bre: Now I know that some of you may be a bit disappointed as you were expecting someone more important, But what Kind of Asshole would I be if I didn't get your hopes up just a little too high. Of Course, some of you already Knew, Damn Internet. For those who don't know where I've been, It's simple. I've been soaking up my luxurious Dressing Room, I had it remodeled. N- - what's that?
Bre looks at a fan in the audience who has a sign that says shut up and wrestle and appears to be screaming it.
Bre: Oh, you want me to wrestle? Is that what I'm here to do. Well, I guess that only makes sense, considering this will be the only good match on this whole card. OK
Bre looks over at FSX.
Bre: Let's get started/
Bre drops his the mic and hands it to the #1 Fan.
Bell Rings.
McNally: And we're off!
Edison: This should prove to be an interesting match.
Bre and FSX quickly lock up in the middle of the ring. They fight each other's grasp, but eventually FSX takes Bre down to the mat with an arm drag. He locks in an armbar, but Bre battles out of it. FSX quickly runs at him and attempts a clothesline, but Bre ducks and then quickly DDTs him. He goes for the pin, but FSX kicks out.
McNally: It'll take more than that to take down FSX.
Edison: Don't underestimate the kid, though. He's from Rochester. Everybody from Rochester owns.
A brief greater than, underscore, greater than moments comes and goes, and then Bre locks in his own armbar. He is able to hold FSX in it a little longer, but FSX eventually battles out of it. FSX blocks a punch and then kicks Bre in the gut and dropkicks him in the head. Another cover, another kickout. FSX lifts Bre up and kicks him a few times, then begins to punch him. Bre grabs FSX's fist and then quickly puts FSX on his shoulder and delivers a powerful scoopslam. He jumps up for a leg drop, but FSX rolls out of the way. Bre rises again and FSX grabs him and hits him with the Soul Digger.
McNally: This might be it!
1...2...kickout! FSX is just as shocked as everyone else, but he doesn't let this effect him. He lifts Bre up and attempts an evenflow DDT, but Bre counters it and attempts a northern lights suplex, only to have that recountered into an evenflow DDT.
Edison: Brilliant countering between these two.
Another kickout, and this time FSX is starting to get a little out of it. He lifts Bre up and lifts him onto his shoulder, but Bre slides off him and whips him into the turnbuckle. Bre charges at FSX, but FSX quickly hops over Bre and hits him with the Launch Kick.
McNally: A nice move by the champion. This match is really heating up.
Bre ducks a clothesline and lifts FSX up into a brainbuster. FSX quickly punches him and drops down to his feet. He lifts him up onto his shoulders and smiles.
Edison: FSX is going for the Soul Transfer!
But then the unthinkable happens: Bre slides off FSX's shoulders and whips him into the corner. Bre runs to the turnbuckle and climbs it, then hits the Doubled Over!
McNally: It's over!
One...two...thr-KICKOUT! The arena erupts as Bre rolls off FSX and curses himself. He quickly hops to his feet and attempts to irish whip FSX into the corner again, but FSX reverses. Instead of letting go, however, he pulls Bre back and lifts him onto his shoulders, then hits a perfect Soul Transfer!
Edison: DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNGEEEEEEEEEEROUS!
FSX is about to cover Bre, but he's not convinced of his victory just yet. He quickly climbs up to the top turnbuckle and hits the Frozen Motion! The arena counts along with the ref...1...2...3!
McNally: FSX retains in a brilliant match!
Philip: Here is your winner, and STILL ACW Light-Heavyweight Champion, FALLEN SOULS!
"Eden" hits again and FSX rises and celebrates. He is handed his title and he raises it above his head, then slowly retreats backstage to continue celebrations. Bre rises and is clearly upset, but he too goes backstage. Another day, Rochesterian. Another day.
Fade Out.
OOC note: Opening events credit to Bre.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 10, 2005 14:12:23 GMT -5
Segment: Different Class (Credit: BK)
The scene opens in a very familiar setting to the ACW Camera, BK London's locker room. Besides the few changes around here and there it looks quite the same as it normally does. The camera gets a shot at BK London as he is slowly but ever so surely, taping up his wrists for his match against Angelo tonight. As he finishes that task he standing in a vertical position and reveals for have his entire shoulder/pectoral region taped up from the fall through the stage on Warfare. ACW Interviewer Kevin Anderson then enters the room hoping to get and interview with BK London. BK London looks at Kevin with a grimace, wondering once again why does Kevin Anderson appear at the most inappropriate times.
Kevin: Lovely evening we are having huh BK? You know tonight would be a grand night for a--
BK London stops Kevin in the middle of his sentence by grabbing his lips and clutching it in his hand.
BK(interrupting): Kevin, I am going to kick you so hard in the groin that you will have a vagina. Now don't you see what kind of condition I am in here? Have you even noticed---no, Have you even acknowledged the fact that half of my upper body is taped up from that vicious on Warfare? HAVE YOU?!
BK releases most of the grip from around the mouth of Kevin and Kevin takes this chance to breath and spout out any word that he can.
Kevin: No but--
BK clutches his lips tight once again.
BK: No you didn't, and personally, I am offended. But anyways, lets cut to the chase. I assume you came here to interview me, or possibly you came into the room to seduce me like my manager has been doing to me all week...well rest assured Kevin, the London doesn't swing that way.
BK releases the grip on Kevin's lips fully now and he bends over and begins gasping hard for air. He slowly rises to an upright position and holds the mic to his mouth.
Kevin: Well speaking of your manager, Why has she been coming onto lately knowing that you are married to Kiley? BK: Why wouldn't she come onto me? I mean look at me, I'm a sexy beast, I bet if you were a woman you would be all over me too…
Kevin(under his breath): Fat chance!
BK grabs onto the lips of Kevin once again and Kevin's eyes begin to nearly bulge out of his head due to the pain. BK bends in lower to the face of Kevin with a look of complete anger.
BK: Hilarious Kevin, now unless you want to ever interview or for that matter speak again, I would just stick to the criteria. Now get to the point of this interview.
BK releases the lips of Kevin.
Kevin: *gasps for air* BK, What are your thoughts of match against Angelo Giovanni tonight? Don't you think you’re underestimating him a little much in this match?
BK: *chuckles* You see Angelo lives in his little imaginary world, in his mind he thinks he is the baddest man on the planet. In his mind he is the toughest wrestler in ACW, and where it rains chicken fries and everyone talks with an Italian accent with a speech impediment. Well Angelo, your about to get a dose of reality and that reality is that I am the greatest and you absolutely SUCK! You see all of your opponents lately, Daredevil, Fallen Souls, Jake Cheng, Daniel Ness, Falk Tallin all of them are no where near as vicious as the competitor I am. Whether you want to admit it or not, you know its true, Kevin knows its true, the people know its true and the people in your so called Stable know its true. Last year at this very event I won the Tag Team Championship and the Entertainment Championship in a very grueling battle, and what were you doing Angelo? You were losing a ladder match against some hasbeen named V-3, I have always been higher on the bar than you Angelo and tonight I show the world that you can't touch me. And I promise, it will only take one second--
BK out of nowhere backs up and he hits the Shades of Michaels in the face of Kevin, the camera catches a shot of Kevin knocked out cold on the ground with the mic still firmly gripped in his hand. BK bends down and he picks up the arm of Kevin with the mic in it.
BK: --to knock you out.
BK drops the arm of Kevin down on the mat and he rises up before taking his hand and shoving the camera out of the way when he leaves the room. The camera returns back to Kevin who is on the ground holding his jaw and we fade out to a commercial.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 10, 2005 14:13:03 GMT -5
Match 4: Elimination Match Jonny Spade vs. Jake Cheng vs. Daredevil
Match 4 is a grudge match of the highest order; the feud’s been building for weeks, and now the crowd waits to see who will come out on top as Philip enters the ring. Alicia is already there, a striped ref’s shirt replacing her usual top, and she steps aside to let Philip take the spotlight.
Philip: This is an elimination match – participants can only be eliminated by pinfall or submission, and the last man left standing wins the contest. Introducing first, from Cardiff, Wales, accompanied by WCW98 – Dan “Daredevil” White!
”Live and Let Die” plays, and Daredevil and WCW get plenty of heat from the crowd, who boo them all the way to the ring. The pair ignore this; WCW is more interested in giving Daredevil some last minute advice, and Daredevil nods before getting into the ring and taking up his position in one of the corners.
Philip: Secondly, from Toronto Ontario…. Jonny Spade!
”Bodies” hits, and Jonny comes out to a slightly warmer welcome than Daredevil. He proceeds to the ring in his own time, and watches DD and WCW carefully; the men just glare at one another, and Jonny stays in the opposite corner, keeping an eye on his surroundings.
Finally, ”Black Magic” plays, and the fans cheer as Jake jogs into view.
Philip: And the final competitor, from Hong Kong, China, the Chinese Phenom, Jake Cheng!
Jake walks to the ring briskly; he looks at Jonny and Daredevil, and steps into the ring, keeping his distance. The referee completes his checks as Philip leaves the ring, and the crowd cheers for the start of the match as AK gives the competitors a reminder of the rules, and calls for the bell.
Bell Rings.
As is frequently the case in triple threat matches, the competitors aren’t entirely sure who to focus on first. Jake makes the first move; he runs at DD, but then suddenly changes direction and knocks Jonny down instead. Jonny looks less than impressed, and kips up quickly; he closes the distance to Jake, and delivers a rapid kick to the stomach before hitting a gutbuster. Jake holds his belly in pain, and DD comes forward to add some extra damage with a few stomps. But Jonny moves behind him, and takes advantage with a bridging German suplex; AK makes the count, and DD has to fight back hard to break out at the 2. Quickly, DD is on his feet; Jonny taunts him, and from behind Jake pulls himself up and clotheslines DD down. Jonny advances, eager to keep up the pressure, but Jake looks pissed off and inadvertently assists DD by whipping Jonny into the corner, dashing in and delivering an athletic dropkick to the chest. Jonny struggles to stay fully on his feet; Jake chops away at his foe, and then out of nowhere DD rushes in and splashes the pair of them, making the crowd cheer at the intense action. All three men stagger out of the corner; DD targets Jake and gets him into a small package pin, but Jake gets out in the nick of time, and DD stands up to be hit with a big boot from Jonny. Jonny lifts DD up and delivers a Killswitch, but misses Jake running to the near corner and falls victim to a hurricanrana from the Chinese Phenom. Jake pins, and gets slightly more than a two count; annoyed, he argues with AK over the speed of the count. Ak politely informs him to talk to the hand, at which point DD slides in with a football style tackle and manages to collide with all three other people. Effective as the move is, DD’s pin attempt on Jake fails on account of the ref having been sent tumbling backward, and by the time she reaches the 2 count, Jake kicks out.
Having managed to upset everyone simultaneously, it’s not surprising that DD finds himself now being double – teamed by Jonny and Jake. They perform a neat double suplex, and as DD hauls himself back to his feet at the ropes, Jonny comes steaming in and knocks DD for 6, sending him out over the top. Jake follows up with a springboard plancha to the outside, and Jonny allows the pair to scrap a little, watching them trade punches until DD is able to scoop Jake up and perform a powerslam on to the outside mats. Aware that he’s giving Jonny an advantage, DD opts to leave Jake there and runs around the ring; Jonny tries to follow, but DD is faster, and he rolls back in and is back on his feet just in time to block Jonny’s shoulder tackle. With impressive speed, DD shifts into kicking mode and plants a succession of blows on Jonny’s ribs; Jonny groans a little, but sucks it up and takes DD by surprise with a clubbing blow across the side of the head that messes with DD’s sense of direction. As DD tries to get his head straight, Jonny knocks him down and then sets up and locks in the Haas of Pain; the crowd leans forward on the edge of their seats, well aware of the fearsome reputation that the move has. DD’s eyes are wide open; he claws the mat, but is facing away from the ropes and looks to be stuck. His had wavers, and AK watches for the tap – but the crowd gets noisy again, and Jonny goes with his instinct, releasing the hold and diving for cover. DD isn’t able to react in time as Jake Sentons off of the post; it’s a long way to fly, but Jake manages it, and the crowd gives an appreciative pop as he makes the pin. AK is about to count, but then Jonny joins the party and drops on the pair of them; the count is now for a potential double elimination, and Jonny gets close to the 2 before DD and Jake’s combined reaction breaks it up.
It’s clear that the stress of trying to keep track of multiple opponents is telling on the competitors. Pacing on the outside, WCW yells at DD to get his act together; Jonny and Jake just laugh and taunt DD, but DD punishes them for their complacency by bouncing off the rope and clotheslining the pair down in a single strike. DD continues to the ropes, targets Jonny, and rebounds into a powerful spear; he drives Jonny to the mat, and thumps him repeatedly until he hears the sound of heavy foot falls behind him. The crowd is quietly impressed as DD bails out just in time to avoid Jake’s running moonsault; Jonny takes the hit, and Jake gets a count of 2.5 before Jonny kicks out. As soon as he does, DD hooks up Jake and hits a German suplex while Jake is still kneeling on the mat; DD makes a cover and gets slightly more than 2. The action continues at a frantic pace, and a three way fight develops; all three men take a few hits before Jonny gets whipped across the ring. Ricocheting from the ropes, Jonny rushes forward and attempts to strike DD – but DD rolls out of the way, and Jake, who has moved to the ropes on the opposite side, pulls the centre one down so that instead of rebounding again, Jonny instead tumbles to the outside. Both Jake and DD seem determined to get an elimination, and quickly; they rush at one another and collide awkwardly, but regain their composure quickly so that DD only just ducks a high – angle kick from Jake. DD kicks Jake in the knee, and immediately goes for the Stunt Bomb – it connects, and DD pins, 1…2...thr – no! Jake kicks out with as much determination as if a title were on the line, and the crowd senses the deep determination of all three men to show their true strength here tonight.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 10, 2005 14:14:23 GMT -5
As DD and Jake slowly get up, Jonny is seen stepping through the ropes; the pair cast an eye in his direction, and all three men look at one another. It’s clear that they are very closely matched in terms of strength, but something’s got to give, and at some unheard signal, the three all advance and resume their intense struggle. Jonny makes the most ground, having worked to conserve his strength at each opportunity, and knocks Jake down before whipping DD to the ropes. As DD hurtles back, Jonny lifts him for a spinebuster – but Jake sweeps Jonny’s legs from under him, and he lands on his back with DD on top of him. The cover is DD’s and he gets about 2.5; Jonny pushes him off, but Jake immediately makes a second cover, and gets a similar count in response. Jonny pulls himself to his feet, and finds that he’s now the target of both DD and Jake, who don’t want to face a fresher opponent in the second stage of the match; Jake and DD launch a joint attack, and Jonny has to defend as best he can. He gets a break when DD overcooks a punch, and strikes Jake instead; incensed, Jake hits DD, and DD responds with a DDT. Jonny follows suit and makes the crowd pop with the Jonormous slam on Jake; AK counts, and Jonny gets a 2 count. Even as Jonny is cursing his luck, DD is up and closing in; he grabs Jake and goes for the Shellshock A, but Jake flips himself out of the move, and sends DD flying out between the ropes. Jonny sees his chance and runs forward, but Jake is on fire, and counters it into a backbody drop. As Jonny hits the canvas, Jake goes up top and delivers the Final Chapter; Jonny looks out of it, and Jake pins, 1….2…..
The crowd is ready to cheer the elimination, but at the last second, Jake suddenly pulls Jonny off of the mat. AK stops her count and looks confused; the sudden surge of angry sound from the crowd alerts her that something is wrong….
AK: What in the bloody hell is going on?
Jake: Alicia. Dear Alicia, why don’t you turn around and find out?
AK turns around slowly, only to be hit in the stomach with a chair. AK doubles over and the camera can now see the assailant. It is none other than the Welsh Dragon, Daredevil. Jonny is now standing on his own. Daredevil places the chair on the mat and sets AK up for the Shellshock A. No one around does anything and AK’s head hits the chair.
Then the bell rings. The bell that keeps on ringing that is supposed to mean stop or something like that. The three men in the ring decide to ignore it, and decide to keep assaulting Atomic. Jonny steps up to the plate now. He picks Atomic up onto his shoulder and delivers a Jonormous Slam.
But when Atomic hits the ground, “OoOoOoO Latinooooo” comes on over the loud speaker, before going into “Lowrider” by War. The three men in the ring are shocked. They can’t move. They are too afraid. They know what Latino did to Cage, and they don’t want the same thing happening to them. Now, a Low Rider emerges from the back. Inside, Stan drives down to the ring. The men inside the ring laugh as Stan is thrown around by the car’s hydraulics system. Eventually he stoops and slides into the ring. Then, help appears from the most unlikely source….
Philip: You can’t do his! This is unthinkable! I can’t believe some people would...
WCW makes the right move, he shuts Philip up for now with a swift kick to the midsection. WCW gives a thumbs up to the guys in the ring, allowing them to proceed with their plans. But before anyone can do anything, another song blares over the loud speaker. This time it is “Mouth of War” by Pantera and the crowd erupts in applause. Jake is shocked. He thought he ended Davey’s career. He is spectacularly proven wrong as Davey runs down to ring, wielding another steel chair. Jake doesn’t even think of fighting back, and exits the ring. The others follow suit and Davey slides into the ring and grabs the other steel chair that lies under AK. He opens up the chair and puts in with its back to a turnbuckle. He sets the other one up opposite him and sits down. He reclines back and pulls a microphone out of nowhere.
Davey: You guys can go back to what you were going. I didn’t mean to interrupt anything.
The crowd boos loudly as Daredevil, Jake, Jonny, Stan and WCW get back into the ring. WCW takes the chair Davey was using for a footrest and takes a seat as Stan leans against the ropes and the three start to have a totally separate conversation. Jonny and Daredevil also starting talking in one of the other corners, leaving Jake Cheng to take center stage. He picks up the fallen AK and puts his arms across her body, grabbing her other shoulder. He bends his knees and flips backward 270 degrees. The crowd still boos tremendously and the guys in the ring cheer.
Davey rises and gets in Jake’s face. They stare at each other before smiling and shaking hands. As the crowd goes ballistic with anger, Davey takes the mic and looks around him at the assembled group.
Davey: Everyone to the back! All the food is getting cold!
Stan: Hey, bossman, want us to bring her with us?
Davey: No, leave her. C'mon, it's party time!
The seven men leave the ring, leaving the fans and other ACW superstars in suspense for the next 5 days; EMTs are arriving to check on AK as she stats to come around, and the show cuts to a commercial.
OOC Note: Ending events credit to Jake and Jonny..
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 10, 2005 14:17:07 GMT -5
Segment: Tough Luck Girl (Credit: Scarlet)
The camera zooms in on a beautiful framed photograph of Kiley. She's sitting on a bench, the autumn wind blowing playfully through her flaxen hair, her skin glowing in the sun. An unknown hand picks up the picture. Its owner turns out to be none other than BK London. He gazes at it intently, his hands slightly shaking, but from what?
Paris: BK honey, are you all right? You look awfully peaky...
Paris approaches him and strokes his cheek with an elegant, manicured finger. She maneuvers the graceful digit beneath BK's proud, jutting chin, and slides it in the small cleft. While he's distracted, Paris gently removes Kiley's picture from BK's grasp and sets it face down on the table. She places his strong hands on her slim waist, and moves in closer, wrapping her slender arms around his neck.
Paris: Are you worried for tonight, is that it baby?
BK does not respond. He stares blankly at Paris's cleavage, momentarily blinking before staring off into space again. Thinking he's checking her out, Paris giggles and puffs out her ample chest, her breasts actually touching BK's own pecs.
Paris: Or is something else on your mind? Something that begins with a P...
She leans in closer and starts to nuzzle his neck.
Paris: Ends with an S...
Her tongue slides out of her mouth and begins to lick playfully at his slightly haired jaw...
Paris: And rhymes with Aris...
BK is too entranced to realize she rhymed her name with a nonexistant word. Paris' tongue travels up and finds its way to his mouth. She slides the nimble muscle inside, and soon the two are passionately kissing, all restraint forgotten. BK pushes Paris onto the couch and jumps on top of each other to continue their love session.
Because the couch is connected to the table, BK's eager leap onto Paris caused a jolt to run through couch to table. Kiley's picture slipped off the edge and fell to a crash, the frame shattering. BK's ears twitched like a deer's, and he immediately rolled off Paris and crawled to the broken picture.
BK: No...no...Kiley...Kiley...
Paris sits on the couch, her arms folded across her chest angrily. She hops off her seat, strides over to the broken picture and steps on it before walking haughtily out of the room.
--End—
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 10, 2005 14:17:50 GMT -5
Segment: An unconventional entrance (Credit: Yoko / RDK)
REEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRR!!! The car comes to a stop.
Driver: You’re lucky I'm not on Cab duty!
RDK: OoOoh NO Brudah!
Yoko: Here,
Yoko snatches RDK's sunglasses from them and chucks them at the driver before he thanks them and speeds off, closing his door. RDK doesn't even realise what has just happened before the driver is long gone....
RDK: ....THOSE WERE TWENTY ONE BUCKS BRUDAH!
Yoko: And that’s probably what the ride would have cost if he was on duty. It's the least we can do.
RDK: ...I suppose so brudah! Forget about it, let’s just get to the arena!
Yoko and RDK run as fast as they can as they get through the ticket stands and concession, popcorn flying and the like. The camera pans around the arena, the fans are awaiting the next match. There's mysterious loud cheering coming from one side, the camera zooms in to that area. Yoko Satoshi and RDK have come out of one of the exits and are making their way through the crowd, to the ring. After they hop the guard rail, Yoko takes a microphone, and they enter the ring.
Yoko: Surprise!
The fans cheer loudly.
Yoko: We bet you were worried about us. But don't worry anymore, we're fine. To bring you up to speed, we ran off after Elias got a little trigger happy. We went into hiding. But we got to talking about it, and well, we're not scared of him! We took him once, we'll do it again if he wants! So, we came back and snuck into the building.
She hands the microphone to RDK.
RDK: We decided to give you fans what you paid for, Yoko vs RDK, one on one for the ACW world heavyweight title! OoOoOoOo YeAh! And nothing, or no one, is going to stop us, because we're NOT afraid!
He hands it back to Yoko.
Yoko: So we're going to go to the back and get ready, there's still a lot of show left before it gets to us. See you fans later!
She drops the microphone and shakes hands with RDK. They then head for the entrance to backstage. What is in store for them is only known by the future, which impends...
End Segment.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 10, 2005 14:18:37 GMT -5
Match 5: ACW Tag Titles Match The Deities of War vs. Cold Blooded Killers (Credit: BK)
The show’s only just approaching its halfway point, and already so much has happened… can the pace be sustained?
Of course it can. This is ACW.
Philip is in the ring, recovered from his earlier encounter with WCW98, and ready to get things rolling.
Philip: This match is scheduled for one fall and it is for the ACW Tag Team Championships, coming to the ring weighing in at a combined weight of 484 pounds, Scott Andrews and Lex DeRocha, The Cold Blooded Killers !!
"Serial Killa" by Twista hits and the two superstars make their way to the ring with one purpose on mind and that is to walk away tag team champs. The two begin to make their way down the ramp and as Scott Andrews slides into the ring Lex mouths to the camera "New tag champs baby". They climb to the middle turnbuckle on opposite sides on the ring and begin to taunt the fans.
Philip: And their opponents, weighing in at a combined weight of 650 pounds, they are the ACW Tag Team Champions, Sgt. Pilko and Cernunnos, The Deities of War !!
"Phantom of the Opera" blares through the speakers and the crowd gives the two superstars a mild pop as they head out onto the stage with the tag team championships over their shoulders. Cernunnos and Pilko walk down the ramp and enter the ring where they stare at their opponents from across the ring. They have defeated them before but they know over the past weeks they have become more of a cohesive unit and they are a grave threat to their belts. Cernunnos and Pilko hand the belts over to the referee and the referee raises it in the air to signal its for the belts. He then hands the belts over to the timekeeper and the bell sounds.
With that sound of the bell Cernunnos and Scott Andrews head onto the apron and it looks as if the self proclaimed, Big Booty Daddy and Sgt. Pilko will be starting things off in the middle of the ring. The two begin to walk around the ring and then they lock up in the center with a very arrogant and aggressive collar elbow tie up. Lex locks in a very arrogant like side headlock but Pilko uses his power to push Lex off into the roeps, as Lex bounces off the ropes the two attempt to Shoulder block each other but neither man falls to the ground or budges for the matter. Lex bounces off the ropes and he tries again but Pilko leap frogs over Lex and Lex rebounds off the ropes again only to recieve a hip toss from Pilko. Lex holds his back in pain and he gets up and Pilko whips him hard into the corner, Pilko then charges at him with full speed and smashes him in the corner with a body avalanche. Pilko moves a few steps back and Lex begins to walk out the corner groggily and Pilko grabs him by the throat for a Chokeslam. Lex, aware of this move, throws Pilko's arm from off of his neck and then rolls out the ring. The crowd begins to boo Lex as he holds his neck and takes a breather while the referee begins the count on the outside. Scott then talks to Lex, telling him to hold it together and he then whispers in his ear a plan. Lex approves and he hops up onto the apron and back into the ring. Lex and Pilko begin to walk around the ring again and they lock up in the center of the ring for the second time and Pilko begins to wrench the arm of Lex. Lex's face shows the amount of pain he is in and just then Lex rolls forward, putting an end to the pain, and then he kips up. Lex hits a forearm to the face of Pilko and Pilko fires back with a forearm of his own. The two then begin exchaning forearms in the center of the ring which turn into punches and then Lex catches Pilko off guard out of nowhere with a lightning quick standing enziguri to the side of Pilko's head.
Pilko drops down to one knee and Lex bounces off the ropes and hits him with a very hard big boot to the side of the head. Pilko drops down to the mat and Lex covers but only gets a two count. Cernunnos is now begging for a tag and Pilko attempts to crawl toward his corner to tag in Cernunnos but Lex drops an elbow to the back of the head of Pilko. Lex seems to be in full control of this match and he then picks up Pilko and brings him back to his corner of the ring. Lex rests Pilko in the corner with Scott and Lex begins to blatantly choke Pilko in the corner and the referee utilizes the five count and Lex releases at 4. Lex begins to talk to the referee, distracting him while Scott begins to choke Pilko with the tag rope. Lex walks back to his corner and he tags in Scott Andrews, Scott enters the ring and he begins to hit Pilko with some kicks to the abdomen. Scott then begins to mudhole stomp him Austin style, and then walks him dry. He then follows up with a foot choke to Pilko in the corner and releases when the referee makes it to the 4 count. Scott picks up Pilko and drags him to the center of the ring where he takes him down with a Snapnare. Scott bounces off the ropes but Cernunnos takes him down with a hard forearm to the back of Scott which drops him to the ground. Scott holds his upperback and the referee begins to warn Cernunnos, but he is furious he has yet to be tagged in. Scott begins to get up and Pilko sends him into the ropes with a hard right hand to the face, Pilko then whips Scott but Scott reverses it and sends Pilko into the ropes. As Pilko is about to hit the ropes Lex pulls down the top rope sending Pilko tumbling to the outside of the ring. Scott begins to distract the referee. Lex on the outside begins to assault Pilko and he hits Pilko with a hard impactful Spinebuster. Cernunnos hops off the apron and begins to make his way towards the scene but the referee cuts him off and tells him to get back to his corner.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 10, 2005 14:19:55 GMT -5
Lex picks up Pilko and tosses him back into the ring and Scott quickly goes for the cover but the referee is still distracted with Cernunnos on the outside. Scott screams at the referee and he slides back in the ring and counts one.....two....th-- but Pilko somehow kicks out. Scott can't believe it and he picks up Pilko. Pilko begins to fight back but Scott stops his momentum with a kick to the abdomen and then a slap to the face which gets much heel heat from the crowd. Pilko falls to the ground and Scott locks in a Body Scissors on Pilko. Pilko screams in pain as Scott works on his already hurt back. The crowd begins to back Pilko and he feeds off the momentum of the crowd. He begins to seperate the legs of Scott and then he elbows Scott in the head. Scott holds his head and Pilko begins to crawl to his corner and Cernunnos stretches out his hand, Lex entes the ring and he distracts the referee and Pilko makes the tag to Cernunnos. Cernunnos enters the ring to a huge pop and he begins to take it to Scott but the referee grabs Cernunnos and tells him to get back to the corner since he didn't see the tag. Scott takes this opportunity to pull Pilko back toward Lex's corner. Scott now tags Lex in and the referee sees this tag. Lex enters the ring and begins to stomp away at Pilko and he picks Pilko up. He attempts to kick Pilko in the abdomen but Pilko catches his kick. Pilko then pulls Lex toward him and nearly takes his head off with a modified Burning Lariat. Pilko drops to the ground and he begins to reach to his corner. Lex is also trying to tag in Scott and at the same exact moments both partners get tagged in.
Scott enters the ring and so does an extremely fresh Cernunnos, Cernunnos wastes no time and he clotheslines Scott nearly out of his boots. Lex gets up and Cernunnos whips him off the ropes and takes him down with a Big Boot. Lex holds his jaw and Scott gets up and recieves a Full Nelson Slam for his troubles. Cernunnos covers Scott but Lex breaks it up, Lex begins to punch away at Cernunnos and Scott also begins to get up. They begin to double team Cernunnos with punches and kicks and then they whip him off the ropes. They attempt a double clothesline but Cernunnos rolls under it and bounces off the ropes to take both superstars down with a Crossbody, a move hard for a man his size to pull off. Cernunnos rises up to his feet and he attempts the Furor Celtica on Scott but Lex chop blocks him. Cernunnos drops down to one knee and Scott hops up to the top rope and attempts the Heatseeker. His hands follow Cernunnos as he gets up and then he dives off the ropes with the Overcastle and hits it perfectly on Cernunnos. Scott covers Cernunnos for the one, two, th-- but Cernunnos kicks out. He begins to rise to his feet Hogan style and Scott attempt to run toward him but Cernunnos gorilla presses him in the air. He then drops him hard on his back and then Lex charges into the ring and charges toward Cernunnos but Cernunnos uses Lex's own momentum and tosses him over the top rope. Pilko tags himself in and Cernunnos goes to the outside and begins to take it to Lex, Pilko climbs to the top rope for the Frog Splash but Scott kicks the referee into the ropes. Pilko looses his balance and lands groin first into the top rope, Scott hops up to his feet and he lifts Pilko in Fireman's Carry position and it looks like he is going for the Assasination but Pilko counters it into a Inverted Tornado DDT.
The crowd goes wild and Pilko picks up Scott over his head, Gorilla pressing him. Lex on the outside takes a fan's drink and throws it in the eyes of Cernunnos, blinding him. Lex then runs back ringside and he grabs the legs of Pilko from under him. Pilko drops down and Scott lands ontop of him. The ref counts one, two, three but what he didn't see was Lex holding down Pilko's legs. But it’s too late, new Tag Team Champions have been crowned.
Philip: And the winner and NEW ACW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS, The Cold Blooded Killers!
"Serial Killa" by Twista hits and the crowd is fairly disappointed in the result of this match, Lex pulls Scott out the ring and Scott begins to stagger around as he hardly knows where he is and the referee hands them both the tag team championships.
Lex De LaRocha and Scott Andrews are celebrating their victory and raising their championships high in the air. The fans boo the tag team champs. NBK walks up to Cernunnos, who’s just getting back to the ring, and holds his hand out to shake hands and congratulate him on a good match. Cernunnos looks confused(Is NBK actually changing for the better?).
A mixed reaction comes from the fans.
Cernunnos extends his arm cautiously to shake the hand of NBK. The men shake hands but NBK's grip becomes stronger and he pulls Cernunnos towards him and kicks him in stomach. NBK takes a couple of steps back and holds the belt tightly in his hands and runs at Cernunnos and hits him across the temple with the belt laying him out in the ring. Scott Andrews quickly turns his attention to Pilko and hits him over the head with the other belt. Both members of CBK put the boots to the former tag team champions, Scott and Lex lift up Pilko and hit the "one shot kill". NBK walks over to the fallen Cernunnos and locks in The Lion's Maul and doesn't release. Cernunnos's eyes roll back in his head as his face turns red. His very life essence is being choked away.
The fans boo loudly.
NBK only tightens his grip and wrenches the lock in even more. Security and ACW staff as well as refs have to break up the lock on Cernunnos. CBK make their way to the back, Scott taunting the crowd arrogantly and Lex slowly walking backwards air guitaring with the tag team belt and stopping every few steps to thrust his midsection in a provocative manor, both men pleased with themselves.
Fade out.
OOC: Ending events credit to NBK.
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