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Post by Latino on Sept 28, 2005 20:09:27 GMT -5
ACW Proudly Presents: Emperor of the Ring 2005Saturday October 1st 2005 Schedule of Matches: ---------------------------------------- Kiley Johnson vs Veronica Jacobs ---------------------------------------- EOTR Semi-Final Match 1 Kudo vs. Hitman of the Gods ---------------------------------------- EOTR Semi-Final Match 2 BK London vs. Davey Marvel ---------------------------------------- ACW Tag Title Match Cold Blooded Killers vs. Sexy Vixens ---------------------------------------- Latino vs. Jonny Spade ---------------------------------------- ACW Light-Heavyweight Title Match Alicia “Atomic” Kitsune vs. Fallen Souls ---------------------------------------- Senatorial Stipulations Match Hunter vs. The Senator ---------------------------------------- ACW International Title Match BK London vs. Jake Cheng ---------------------------------------- ACW World Title Match - Untouchables Lumberjack Match RDK vs. Daredevil ---------------------------------------- EOTR Final – Winner Semi 1 vs Winner Semi 2 ----------------------------------------
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 1, 2005 14:16:20 GMT -5
Opening Segment: Putting it in Layman’s terms (Credit: DD, WCW 98)
A sweeping pan of the arena, accompanied by several pyro bursts, welcome ACW’s fans to Emperor of the Ring 2005. The fans are in fine voice, and they’ll need all their energy over the next three hours; there are some excellent matches on the card, and the crowning of the year’s new Emperor to look forward to.
Prestige of another kind is the area of concern as the show opens, however. The Alphatron springs to life, and takes us to the backstage promo area.
The camera opens up with Kevin Anderson standing next to “future World Champion” Dan ‘Daredevil’ White and his manager, WCW 98. Kevin is a little concerned being next to the two, after being humiliated last time he had the duty of interviewing them.
Kevin: So erm, here I am…with the Untouchable members Dan ‘Daredevil’ White and WCW 98. So guys, do you think you can win the world title?
WCW 89 goes to speak, but Dan puts his hand up, and speaks himself.
Dan: Gwrandaw Kevin , Cefais ddigon chan 'r crap chluri ar draws 'r chloer hystafell amdanom 'n ddau. I mewn ffaith ddylem chicia 'ch arse dde awron , namyn 'n anffodus atom baem ddeudedig mo at bod 'r 'n fawr guys i fyny gwynebu. Baem hefyd dreisiedig at apologise , fel dyma 'ch ' esgusawd '. 'Sorry'. Fel ddeud 'm Kevin , gwna 'ch fuck am ag 'm mum?
Kevin: Sorry, I didn’t quite catch that…
WCW 98: Listen Kevin, when Dan or myself asks a question, we expect you to answer it. Now tell us Kevin, is it yes, or is it no?
The camera closes up on Kevin’s face. Sweat appears and slowly drips down his sideburns. He gulps, and gets ready to answer the question.
Kevin:…no?
Daredevil smirks and shakes his head, and Kevin holds his arms up, expecting to get attacking by the two. Instead, however WCW 98 grabs the microphone off Kevin.
WCW 98: You got lucky. Now go on, leave before you regret it.
Kevin hurries off, with the aid of WCW 98 pushing him away. He hands Daredevil the microphone, and he continues to speak again in Welsh.
Dan: Fel 'ma dydy , 'r Hymerawdwr chan 'r Cana. A i mewn 'r main canlyniad ni shall canfod Dan ' 'r Daredevil' , 'r Cymraeg Ddraig Gwynnwy erbyn Macho 'prima donna' Ddyn. Dydy hysgol hymrysonfa , a moddion 'ch re yn baglan ar Daredevil dir bachgen. Hagen Buais hysbysedig a 'r hymrysonfa wedi d a Lumberjack hymrysonfa , a garech at adnabod 'r lumberjacks? Bydew 'i s iawn 'n annichellgar , fel WCW 98 a myfi got at balf bigo 'u ourselves. Angen mwyach awgrymau? Bydew d acha RDK. At pawb feddwl barchu , ddylasech 'n sylweddol wedi datrys 'r ar at awron. O'r gorau 'na , 'ma ]n : Davey Marvel, Jake Cheng, Stan, Damien a Jonny Spade. RDK , pryd wynebi 'm chymeri pawb oddi 'm : chymeri 'm angerdd , 'm awydda , 'm chymynrodd. namyn ewyllysi mo chymer ar gerdded 'm deitl. A a , 'm chyfaill , ydy 'r dde chyffwrdd.
He hands the microphone over to WCW 98.
WCW 98: In case you didn’t understand that beautiful piece of poetry, which is probably the most likely option considering you have the brain power of about two brain cells, you may have noticed that Dan and myself were consulted that the world title match tonight shall be a lumberjack match. You best enjoy it my old friend, because tonight will be your last bow in the ACW.
The two exit, telling a strong message to RDK and the fans. But everyone in the wrestling world must feel that with the lumberjack stipulation added to the match, RDK must have no chance. But only time will tell…
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 1, 2005 14:18:44 GMT -5
Segment: ...The Three Rules of Kevin Fitsharris? (Credit: FSX)
The night is young, but the excitement has already reached a peak from recent weeks. Who will become the new Emperor of The Ring is on everyones mind, but it's not the only thing that's gotten people to come out tonight. The fact many new champion's could be crowned, and one is bound to be crowned brought the masses out once again. But as you see the camera scan the crowd, it appears that the only title that will obviously change hands, is the Light-Heavyweight title...
Though it's a known fact that Atomic Kitsune is a unstoppable force when she's at the top of her game, certain outside interference's may have left her weak for tonight. That added with the incredible desire for the current champion to prove everyone wrong, may be enough to show her up. Though this is an exciting development, and anyone gambling tonight would take good notice, that answer is still many great matches away.
After a few more moments of waiting, the arena eventually becomes engulfed with darkness and the alphatron lights up. What's seen though, only brings a mild pop from the audience, which you think would be unbefitting..of a champion. Like it or not, that's how it went down as Fallen Souls was scene exiting a Senatorial limo with both of the Capitalists. Noticeably, Kudo isn't with him right now, which seems weird enough knowing that his match is approaching quickly. Fallen looks around the parking lot for a minute, before another, stretch limo, pulls up.
FSX: And now it seems all the meaningful champions have finally arrived! Anthony, go and get the door for him.
Kalb:...What? Can't the sopher just do it, or Kevin do it? Why me?
FSX: Because you’re the only one without a title.
Kalb: Oh..well, wait, that sopher doesn't have a title either.
FSX: I'm pretty sure he won silver at Nagano…that counts.
Fitsharris grins, shining up the junior title for a moment as Kalb just looks down, disappointed. He does a he's told though, well the crowd laughs at his current roll apparently with the senatorial stable.
Kalb: (Mumbling) I'll have gold again soon enough..
Fallen is heard snickering for a moment watching him open the door to the limo, before a voice is heard in the distance turning the camera's attention away to Kudo, who's already in ring wear.
Kudo: Took you long enough to show up, don't you think? I've been waiting here since before fallout started...we going to do this training or what? My match is coming up soon after all..
FSX: Oh yeah...that's right, I had you show up earlier. Well, I guess since your suited up and ready to go we can get this started, just let me drop of my bags and i'll meet you in the DEV room.
Kudo: Got it....uh...one question though...what's Anthony doing over there? He looks kind of, weird.
Fitsharris: He went to open the door for you.
Both wrestlers stare over at Fits for a moment, knowing he should know better by now..but of course he doesn't. Rule #1 of Kevin Fitsharris, stupid comments will be made whenever he hasn't said anything yet. Because that's what champions do. He did have a point though, somewhat, Kalb was sent to open the door for Kudo. Everyone looks back over to the limo but before it can be seen who's in it, Anthony had been pulled in and it sped off. All three wrestlers look at each other confused for a moment, an awkward silence growing.
FSX: Uh...was he just...you know…abducted?
Kudo: I think so..but why? and by who? More importantly, why would someone just randomly abduct Kalb of all people.
Fitsharris: Well, maybe he found love with a returning superstar and there now going off a mystical adventure to prove there feelings for each other are at one, and they will never really need to be apart! It's beautiful if you think about it, all the hardships there bound to go through to find that they are at one.
FSX: ...
Kudo: ...
Rule #2 of Kevin Fitsharris, if given the opportunity, he will rant for no apparent reason over mystical romance. Either that, or he just enjoys to say stupid things.
FSX: Ok then... either way, this isn't really something we have time to stress over. Were wasting too much time when Kudo needs to be schooled. Schooled in the way he'll learn to defeat BK London, or Davey Marvel.
Kudo: What about Hitman of The Gods?
FSX: We only really have time for your important possible opponents, no time for hitman. Ok, let's get going.
Kudo: Right, Kevin, you can wait here in case Anthony comes back.
Fitsharris: Got it.
With that, Fallen and Kudo make there way into the backstage area well Kevin wait's for any suspicious limos that could have his partner in them. Rule #3 of Kevin Fitsharris, don't give him the freedom to raid random limos. Why? Too much to explain, but simply Rena owns one and uses it personally. Yes, personally. With that though, the scene fades to black.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 1, 2005 14:19:47 GMT -5
Match 1: Kiley Johnson vs Veronica Jacobs (Credit: BK) The fans whoop and cheer as they see themselves on the Alphatron. Philip is already waiting to get the ball rolling on the night’s events.Philip: This opening match is scheduled for one fall, coming to the ring from Brooklyn, New York, Kiley Johnson! "1 Thing" by Amerie hits and Kiley walks down to the ring to a decent pop from the crowd. She slaps the hands of the people in the front and rolls into the ring and waves and blows kisses to the people in the crowd.Philip: And her opponent, making her in-ring debut, from Queens, New York, Veronica Jacobs! "Last Day" by Lil' Kim hits and Veronica walks down to the ring to a huge amount of boos from the crowd. She waits on the outside of the ring and looks in the ring at Kiley and then walks in. The referee signals for the bell and the match commences.Kiley and Veronica begin to circle the ring, walking around. Finally the two girls lock up in the center of the ring and Kiley locks in a side headlock on Veronica. Kiley then takes Veronica down with a headlock takedown and locks in a side chinlock. Veronica then locks her legs around the neck of Kiley and Kiley tries to break the legs apart but her lock is too strong. Instead she flips forward landing on Veronica in a bridge position. The referee begins to count but Veronica shows impressive strength and lifts her and Kiley up and turns to attempt a backslide pin. Veronica attempts to pull down Kiley for a pin but Kiley begins to hold her own and now she tries her turn at the backslide pin. Both girls are struggling in the center of the ring and Kiley gets the upper hand but Veronica flips over Kiley's back and lands on her feet before hitting her with a Swinging neckbreaker. Kiley holds the back of her neck and Veronica picks up Kiley by her hair and then whips her into the ropes. Kiley bounces off the ropes and Veronica attempts to back body drop her but Kiley connects with a boot to her face. Veronica holds the bottom of her jaw and then Kiley grabs her by her legs and takes her down. Veronica slams the back of her neck hard on the mat and Kiley now pulls her by the ropes and slingshots her out the ring onto the outside. Veronica lands hard on the outside and clutches her back in pain and Kiley attempts to go to the outside but the referee stops her and he checks on Veronica. Kiley rolls out the otherside of the ring and she walks around and picks up Veronica and smashes her head into the ring apron. Veronica holds her head and now Kiley hits her with a mean powerbomb on the thin padded mat on the outside. Veronica now wails in pain and Kiley is loving every minute of this. Kiley picks up Veronica and tosses her back into the ring and then slides in right after her. Kiley covers Veronica but Veroncia somehow gets her shoulder up. Kiley can't believe it and she picks up Veronica again and sets her up in the corner. Kiley begins to shoulder thrust Veronica aggressively in the corner and then whips her towards the otherside of the ring. Kiley then runs toward Veronica and Veronica boots Kiley in the face. Kiley recoils and Veronica races toward Kiley and grabs her hair and slams her into the mat. The referee warns her about the hair and she doesn't care. Instead she stands on Kiley's hair and then pulls Kiley's arms up and Kiley screams. The referee begins to count to 5 but she releases at three. Kiley begins to slowly get up and Veroncia kicks her in the abdomen. Kiley rolls onto the ground holding her gut and Veronica begins to gain some confidence and she flips her hair over her shoulder. Veronica picks up Kiley and now whips her into the corner, Kiley turns around and Veronica comes charging at her and the two knock heads. Both girls now lay out on the mat and the referee checks on both of them and now begins to count. By the seven count Kiley is up to her feet and she stalks Veronica from behind as she is getting up. Veronica turns around and Kiley attempts the Chick Kick but Veronica ducks and then pushes Kiley into the ropes. Kiley bounces off the ropes and as she comes back she locks in the Satellock. Veronica now drops to the ground and she is screaming in pain and Kiley looks as if she has this one in the bag. Veronica is about to tap and at that moment a giant burly woman jumps into the ring from the crowd and elbow drops Kiley, breaking up the hold and the referee signals for the count. Philip: And the winner of this match by disqualification, Kiley Johnson! "1 Thing" by Amerie hits but it is then cut off when the huge woman, standing at probably 6'3", picks up Kiley and slams her shoulder first into the ring post. Kiley screams in pain and then the huge woman pulls her out of the corner and gorilla presses her. Veronica gets up and begins to direct traffic and points to the ring steps. The giant woman tosses Kiley out the ring and Kiley strikes the steel steps head first, knocking her out instantly. Veronica smiles and then heads out the ring with the huge mystery woman as we fade out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 1, 2005 14:20:49 GMT -5
Segment: ‘Next Generation’ (Credit: Kudo)
Kudo paces back and forth in his locker room, unusually less pumped than the other times right before a match. He finally stops when something sticking out of a duffel bag on the table beside him catches his eye. Kudo unzips his bag all the way and pulls out a wide wooden plaque with a golden center piece. Kudo brushes off whatever dust and lint that was left on it and lets the gold shine in the ceiling lights.
Kudo(smiling): …The greatest students of the dojo…
The camera focuses in and displays that there are many names etched into the gold. As the camera pans out a little, it shows the words, “1st Generation” at the top. Kudo’s fingers run down the list slowly, as he reminisces at the familiar names. Kudo’s arm moves to the right and the camera follows as he does the same to the “2nd Generation” list and finally comes to the 3rd. Suddenly, the locker room door opens as Fallen Souls walks in.
FSX(approaching Kudo) : Hey, what are you doing? Why aren’t you getting prepared for your match? We’ve gone through quite a bit of training sessions and you’re usually pumped by now. What’s up?
Kudo(placing the plaque down): Nothing. Just thinking…
FSX takes a look at the plaque set down and reads a few lines.
FSX: Hey, is that the training dojo you grew up in?
Kudo: Yeah…But that’s all in the past. That plaque shows the greatest graduates of the dojo. The ones who have brought honor to the masters who taught them, and to professional wrestling itself.
FSX: Hah, I bet your name isn’t on there. You know you’ve done a lot here so far, but you haven’t reached greatness. Not like me.
FSX brushes off his Light Heavyweight belt on his shoulder and smiles smugly.
Kudo mutters something under his breath at the remark.
Kudo: You know, that’s not even the point.
FSX: Oh? Then what is the point?
Kudo: Hah, you’ve been around me long enough, I figure you should know by now. The point is, that each generation gets better and better as more knowledge is passed down and greater techniques are created which in turn are also passed down. In the end, the student should always surpass the master with hard work and the right mindset. This is how each generation of the dojo is documented, and believe me, it’s like that here in ACW too. Here in ACW, I’m sure you’ve noticed the rising surge of potential stars and new coalitions being made. Hell, you and I are a living example. And with all the greatness that made ACW what it has become today, no one has seen a second coming. Not until now. With my debut came a revolutionary spark that challenges the impossible. With my debut, people have rethought the limitations and expectations of the light heavyweight division. With my debut, it marks the NEW generation superstars that will surpass all that have come before them!
Kudo’s voice raises in his usual monologue speech tone.
Kudo: Of course only the best will end up shining in the end. The rest will be weeded out and crushed under the feet of the most gifted. Only then can R-3 finally take shape and spread throughout the rest of the professional wrestling world.
FSX: Right, right. You’re absolutely right. (pats Kudo on the back) Well you know what you have to do to get one step closer to that dream. It’s called “Emperor of the Ring.” I’ll see you out there champ.
FSX takes his leave and Kudo picks up the plaque one more time. The camera zooms over to the 3rd section where there is a gap amidst all the other names. Kudo caresses it with his thumb while looking at it intently. After a few emotional seconds, Kudo places it back into his duffel bag and pulls out another item. The camera pans back out and Kudo ties a headband around his forehead and pulls it tightly. The word “ARMADA” is in clear sights as Kudo, back into the swing of things, hops around energetically and throws some quick strikes at the air before heading out the door, smiling.
-Fade Out-
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 1, 2005 14:21:26 GMT -5
Segment: Stable Restrictions
Angry voices can be heard even before the picture resolves to show Ginger’s office. It’s full to bursting, with all the Untouchables packed in and crowding around Ginger’s desk. At the front is WCW98, his face red with anger.
WCW98: This is outrageous! You can’t insist on this!
Ginger: Oh, but I AM insisting on it. I gave you that barely legal Lumberjack stipulation, and if you want to keep it, this is my price.
WCW98: We’re a stable, we support each other. That’s what we do. If you ban us from ringside…
Ginger:… You won’t be able to give each other an unfair advantage in your matches. Don’t try to deny it, you’ve all demonstrated very clearly in the last few weeks how you operate. Well tonight I’m not having it. I’ll allow the non – wresting contingent to support their own friends, Stan with Jake and Damien with Jonny, but that’s the limit of my tolerance, and if the referees catch you interfering, expect to get thrown out at once. Unless, of course, Dan would like to selflessly withdraw the stipulation on his own match…..?
WCW98 looks tense; he can see that Ginger is trying to create friction in the group, and there are a few looks exchanged. But fortunately for him, Jake saves the day.
Jake: Guys, I appreciate all the support you’ve given, but I for one can handle my own business.
There are nods and mutters of agreement. WCW98 breathes out, and Daredevil makes silent eye contact with the others, conveying his appreciation.
Ginger: As you wish. Very well, the World Title match will go ahead as you have requested… I don’t want to see any of you ANYWHERE in the arena at other times outside your own matches until the bell rings on the EOTR final. Otherwise, you WILL regret it later on.
WCW98 just smirks, and then curtly turns and stalks out of the room. The others shrug and follow, all already thinking about their matches as the scene fades out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 1, 2005 14:22:18 GMT -5
Match 2: EOTR Semi-Final Match 1 Kudo vs. Hitman of the Gods (Credit: Hunter / Kudo) Philip enters the ring and the arena erupts into cheers, as every man, woman, and child knows that they are going to see another great match.Philip: Ladies and gentlemen, this next match is scheduled for one fall, and it is a semi-final qualifying match in the Emperor of the Ring tournament! Introducing first, he is the Entertainment Champion, Kudo Yasuda! "Poison" hits the speakers as the ET Champ walks out and performs his signature entrance. He smirks a little and continues down his way to the ring. He gets in and raises his title high above his head.Phillip: And his opponent, weighing in at-- The lights dim before Phillip is able to finish and Eden by To Destination once again is heard through the sound system. The fans give a very positive reaction for Fallen's unannounced interruption, as most people are still on a high from the 'amazing' match in it's own way, that took place between AK and FSX earlier. He's giving the crowd more or less solid respect. After reaching the ring, instead of entering he and Kudo just nod at each other, and FSX makes his way over to the announcers table. Both McNally and Edison look surprised as he takes a seat and puts on a headset. A bit of confusion seems to be happening, before Phillip just shrugs it off and goes back to what he's good at, and I don't mean arts and crafts.Maxwell McNally: Well, this is a surprise. Our first guest down here at ringside the Light-Heavyweight Champion Fallen Souls. What brings you here?"Fast" Eddie Edison: He obviously came to soak in my presence!Fallen Souls: Don't flatter yourself Edison, I'm just here to watch my associate win himself Emperor of the Ring, and to make sure things go down fair. You never know what can happen in one of these matches after all. Philip sighs, and picks up where he left off.Philip: And his opponent, from Mount Olympus, the Hitman of the Gods! "I Love It Loud" hits the speakers as the towering inferno that is the Hitman makes his way to the ring. The fans cheer his arrival, and he salutes their cheers by waving back at them. He gets in the ring and cracks his neck, and then his attention is completely drawn to Kudo.Bell Rings. The two opponents circle the ring. Kudo knows it'll take a lot to bring down the hulking giant that is the Hitman. He quickly runs up to him and starts kicking Hitman's legs, attempting to down the giant monstrosity. Hitman simply grabs Kudo by the throat and throws him off to the side. He taunts the crowd again, but regrets it once Kudo runs up to him and elbows him in the side of the head. This is enough to get the big man to stagger, and so Kudo takes the opportunity and clotheslines him twice. The second clothesline takes down Hitman, and Kudo goes for a quick pin, but the pin is answered with a kickout. Fallen Souls: This is the Beauty of Kudo's style, whenever you’re watching him you just want to stand up and applaud. He's that damn good. Kudo rushes to the top turnbuckle and climbs it, deciding to take down the monster again. Hitman rises and Kudo leaps off for a Spiral Dropkick, but Hitman grabs him midair and hits him with a military press slam. He goes for the cover but Kudo manages to raise his shoulder. Hitman picks him up and puts him on his shoulders, but Kudo slides off and tries to lift him up for a Ying Yang Suplex. Hitman is too heavy even for Kudo, however, so the Hitman counters and spins around, grabs Kudo, and hits him with the Baldo Bomb. Kudo kicks out at the last second. Kudo rises and the Hitman charges at him looking for a Clothesline from Hell, but Kudo ducks and quickly dropkicks the Hitman down to his knees. Kudo, looking to take advantage of the crouched over Hitman, springboards off the ropes and lunges for a dropkick, but Hitman pulls his leg up and nails Kudo in midair with a vicious big boot!!! Maxwell McNally: This certainly has become a rematch worth watching! “Fast” Eddie Edison: Did you see the head of Kudo snap back?!Hitman, visually exhausted after the exchange, lifts himself up breathing heavily. Kudo is down on the mat on his side, stunned from the blow. Hitman raises his arm to the crowd and they cheer for the signal of his Wrath of the God’s finisher. Hitman turns around but midway through, something catches his eye coming down from the ramp. Maxwell McNally: …Who is that?“Fast” Eddie Edison: What the hell? That’s Jearus!Indeed, it is Jearus walking slowly down the ramp glaring at Hitman. Hitman notices him and extends his arm out with his leg pushing down on the middle rope, inviting Jearus to get a piece of him if he wanted. Jearus merely continues walking down the ramp, eyes locked onto Hitman’s. Maxwell McNally: What’s Jearus doing here?“Fast” Eddie Edison: Jearus was eliminated in the first round by Hitman from this tournament. It looks like he has some unfinished business to take care of!Suddenly Jearus stops in his tracks and lets out a big grin. Hitman’s eyes widen and realizes that Kudo was still behind him. Not wanting to repeat the same mistake in their first match, Hitman quickly turns around but Kudo is already rushing at him with a jumping knee strike!! The fans all jump to their feet to catch a glimpse of Kudo’s elevation to strike the big man, but Hitman, prepared this time, catches Kudo’s legs and flips him up over his shoulders and powerbombs him down! Maxwell McNally: He caught him!“Fast” Eddie Edison: Oh it’s all over now!With Kudo’s forceful momentum though and Hitman’s knees hurting from earlier in the match, he was unable to convert fully into the second powerbomb of the Wrath of the God’s combination and instead he drops down and hits a sit out powerbomb! With the hard bounce off the mat and Kudo’s last ounce of energy, he manages to roll backwards out of the sitout and rush forward and nail Hitman straight across the face with a Yakuza Knee!!!! “Fast” Eddie Edison: DAAAAANGERRRRROUSSS!!!!! Yakuza KNEEEEEE!!!!!!Hitman’s upper body falls flat back and Kudo collapses on top of him. The fans are going crazy after watching all of this action unfold in less than 5 seconds! The referee drops to his knees and begins the count! 1……………….. … . 2……………. …… …… ….. 3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The fans erupt in applause at this great semi finals bout to kick off the rest of the tournament. Philip Jones: And the winner of this Semi Finals match, KUUUDO YAASUUUUUDA!!!Fallen Souls: This is the touch of god if you ask me, what we just saw is the only proof you'll ever need to know that the future of this business rests in his hands. Himan of the Gods? Get real. KUDO IS YOUR NEW GOD! DEAL WITH IT! Maxwell McNally: Kudo’s done it!“Fast” Eddie Edison: Kudo advances on to the next round!Maxwell McNally: And don’t forget about that man standing over there!Jearus’s grin grows even bigger at the rings of the bell. Kudo is still over Hitman breathing heavily, and the referee has to pull him off. After a few seconds, Kudo gets back to his feet, grasping his neck area before raising his arm and staring back at Jearus. Maxwell McNally: Kudo probably owes this match to that man.“Fast” Eddie Edison: What are you talking about? Kudo owes this match to his amazingly gifted right knee!Maxwell McNally: Well one still has to wonder what Jearus was thinking when he came out here distracting Hitman. FSX, any thoughts?But FSX is already out of his seat; he gives Kudo a small nod before heading to the back. Kudo stands on the middle turnbuckle and raises his arm in victory to some cheers from the crowd as Jearus takes a short stare at him and Hitman, then makes his way back up the ramp. Kudo grabs his ET belt seated off on the side and makes his way back up to mentally prepare for his next match of the night.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 1, 2005 14:23:20 GMT -5
Segment: Mr. Cheng, Formely known as Jake (Credit: BK)
The scene opens up inside the parking lot, the camera travels around the nearly abandoned area and we stumble upon a cherry red glossy '78 low rider. As the cameras approach closer and close to the car we hear the sound of clicking getting louder and louder. When the camera gets a good view we see BK London sitting in the car tapping on the newly customized wood grain dashboard with his good hand while he has is foot resting on the open door.
BK: You seem to have very high expectations in your abilities in the bout against me tonight Mr. Cheng. Last Monday on Warfare you seemed to have developed a little grudge against me. A grudge that fueled you to take things...how should I say--over the edge a little? It took you over the edge so far you decided that the best way to gain the upper hand in the match and NOT lose for the fifth consecutive time against me was to make sure that I wasn't 100 percent.
BK London looks at his newly built cigarette burner and he fiddles around with it and turns it on, making it react but shooting a flame upwards. You then turn down the flame and the camera gets a shot through the windsheild and you can see the gas is turned on as BK's appearance gets more squiggly. BK rises up and steps out of the car and slams the door with the casted arm.
BK: You decided the best way to win the International, better yet the best way to redeem yourself after losing to Bre Double T and reedem yourself in the eyes of your Untouchable members is to beat the man who you thought overshadowed you in our great tag run. Oh yes...and what a glorius tag run we had Mr. Cheng, we won the tag team championships very early into our debut..hell...we even defended them successfully against some of the best teams in ACW at Heatwave last year. And somehow *chuckles* you think I was only looking out for MYself, for MY best intrests. Oh my boy Mr. Cheng...you have gotten it all wrong..I looked out for the team before any of my solo projects at that time..I looked to you as the little brother I never had Mr. Cheng...I was proud to call you my best friend.
BK walks out infront of the car and bangs the hood, and suprisingly the compartment on the dashboard opens up and BK walks around the car to the otherside after his little trick and pulls out what appears to be a photograph.
BK: I guess that's not the case now isn't it? You think the break up at the end of our EOTR tag match last year was because so I could focus on my Entertainment Championship and I'm not going to lie to you. You were right. I wanted to focus solely on my solo career and I knew being the former world champion you were you could do pretty good for yourself in the singles division...and was I wrong? Was I?
BK continues to walk across the parking lot and now reaches a wreath with Top Draw labeled on the top of it.
BK: Mr. Cheng, you became a two time Lightweight Champion...even holding the record of the longest title reign for that title for a while. You had a brief run with the Entertainment Championship…you have everything to be grateful for but month after month it seems you tried to find... find a place where you would be accepted. You tried New Breed and now your in the Untouchable...a group who's name in ACW is spreading like wildfire. I mean you and your barrel of spot monkeys have done good so far...But there is one mistake that you all made on Warfare when you attacked me..........You should've finished the job!
BK holds the photograph in his hand and begins to crush the ends as a more angry tone is ejected from his voice.
BK: Just breaking my arm isn't going to stop me from toppling you tonight Mr. Cheng, its going to take a lot more than that. You see you and your whole group really all depend on your high flying high impact moves in the ring... but I've got the mind game and ring game down. Tonight Mr. Cheng you will feel the repercussions for your mistake made when you didn't take me out for good. Mr. Cheng....tonight I don't see you as Jake...oh no. The Jake I know would never betray his friend like that...instead I see you as another victim I step in the ring with.
BK places the picture in the center of the wreath and now pulls out a lighter. He lights the bottom of the wreath and then walks away to head to his locker room and the camera closes in as the picture of BK and Jake as the Tag Team Champions, hugging begins to burn and disintegrate.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 1, 2005 14:24:53 GMT -5
Segment: Rules of Engagement (Credit: Hunter)
The scene opens outside the Senatorial locker room. The camera focuses on the plaque on the door, which is unusually grim and decayed. The loud noises and shouts usually heard from behind the door do not please the human ear, and instead the atmosphere is a sort of serene unpleasantness. The cameraman slowly reaches his arm forward and pushes open the door. He steps in and the door crashes loudly behind him. He jumps, startled, a little afraid that perhaps he has alerted his presence to the men in the room. But this he doesn't have to worry about.
Hunter: ...so. Are you going to tell me the rules?
The camera reveals the Senatorial locker room in all its musky glory. The room is rather empty, the windows are curtained up, and the overall tone is dreary. Across from each other sit Hunter and the Senator, alone on a simple steel chair. Hunter is on foot, pacing back and forth through the catastrophe and utter disaster that is the room. FSX is nowhere to be seen, and the Capitalists' absence can easily be explained as they have just recently finished a gruesome and complicated match.
Senator: Maybe.
Hunter: What exactly is the purpose of not telling me the rules until just when the match is going to happen?
Senator: Simple. I need to catch you off guard. You will not be prepared for these stipulations. I can catch you at your best.
Hunter: But if I don't know what I'm up against, then how exactly will I be at my best?
Senator: You do not realize this, Hunter, but you have a distinct type of wrestling style. You can be placed in any situation and any type of match and you can still come out on top. You are proficient in every match type, and if you are not proficient in one, you will be shortly. I believe that when you come down to the ring, you will be more prepared than you expect.
Hunter: ...so all of this is just to screw with me?
Senator: This is for you to realize your potential!
Hunter: But I kno--
Senator: This is pointless. I cannot just argue with you all day.
Hunter: Then tell my the stipulations.
Senator: Fine. First, the match is set up like an MMA match. Nobody leaves the ring, there are judges at ringside, and interference or weapons will lead to instant DQ. Second, the falls are set as such: the first person to gain two falls in a row wins, but the falls have to be different. The falls can be pin, submission, knockout, or ring-out. Do you understand?
Hunter: ...I like it.
He smiles and scratches his chin. The Senator is a little less amused, but he grins regardless.
Senator: I am glad that you do. I must now go speak to a few people. I shall see you later in the ring.
He rises and walks over to the door, completely oblivious to the cameraman he would normally kick out. He opens the door and looks back.
Senator: Hunter, if I were you, I would go to the gym and prepare for our match.
Hunter: But you're not me.
A chuckle.
Senator: It is that kind of attitude that causes you to lose matches. Think about it.
And with that, Senator leaves and closes the door behind him. Hunter simply grins, barely thinking about his words. And then...the logic flows in. The grin evaporates off his face, and this general happiness seems to surround the room. The room nows gives off a colorful aura, livening up the room. It is Hunter who is now dark. The words come in full force. Senator was right. And he realizes this. He checks his watch and nods, then grabs the bag next to him and charges out the room. It is easy to see that he will heed the words and train in the gym. But will it be enough?
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 1, 2005 14:25:37 GMT -5
Match 3: EOTR Semi-Final Match 2 BK London vs. Davey Marvel (Credit: Daredevil) One finalist has been decided… It’s time to find the second. Philip starts to speak.Philip: The following match is scheduled for one fall, and is the second Emperor of the Ring semi finals! The match has a 20 minute limit, and you will go through to the final over a disqualification. Coming first to the ring, he is one member of the Untouchables...Davey Marvel! ’New Millennium Homes’ by Rise Against the Machine hits, and the crowd begin to jeer as the arena darkens. The lighting turns on, slowly and the strobe lights lazily flicker across the arena. Davey slowly walks out at this point, causing the crowd to become even more angry, and show their feelings at the Untouchable member, taunting and abusing him as he slowly walks towards the ring. Davey looks at the ring, before sliding in and throwing his arms in the air, as the strobe lighting fades and the lights turn back on...Philip: And from New York City, he is the ACW International champion...BK London! Diamonds’ by Kanye West hits and BK London gets just as hostile a reception from the fans as Davey got as he enters the arena. BK simply smiles as he jogs down, red cast on his left arm. He slows down as he reaches the end of the ramp, carefully watching Davey, their match last Warfare still fresh in the minds of everyone in the crowd sections as BK enters the ring. The referee checks his cast, signals the all-clear and we get ready for this second Semi Final to get underway.Bell Rings. The two wrestlers watch each other as they slowly come out of their corner. They grapple up in the ring, but Davey immediately is able to apply pressure on that left arm of BK, which causes the Brooklyner to jolt back in pain. BK holds his arm, and Davey steps forward but the referee stands in his way, telling him to give BK some time. BK turns around and Davey runs at him, but BK delivers an arm drag. Davey flips back to his feet, and just smirks, shaking his head as the two close back in. They lock up again, and BK gives Davey an Irish Whip. BK kicks Davey in the guts when he returns to the centre, and follows it up with a swift snap suplex in the centre of the ring. However Davey’s neck lands on BK’s left arm, and again he jumps up in pain, now knowing that his moveset is severely restricted. The two recover, and are back on their feet. BK runs at Davey but this time Davey manages to duck the intended attack, hitting BK with a shouldre tackle. BK falls to the floor, and Davey, be it early in the match, climbs to the second rope. He jumps off, hitting a leg drop that clearly hits BK’s left arm more than anything else, and BK winces as Davey covers the leg, but the pin attempt is unsuccessful. Davye rolls back up to his feet, and whips BK London into the corner. BK lands with his back to the ring, and Davey delivers an elbow to the back of the neck. The Marvellous one quickly rolls BK up in a schoolboy, but again BK manages to creep a shoulder up before the three-count. The crowd ‘ooh’ as BK just gets his shoulder up, but Davey looks a fair bit intense. He lifts BK up again, hooking the arm and going for the Falcon Arrow, but BK manages to make it back to his feet and lock in the Fujiwara Armbar. He struggles to apply pressure to Davey, with only having one freely movable arm avaliable. This results in Davey grabbing the ropes with his free arm, and forcing BK to let go. Davey gets to his feet, only to recieve a Running Enziguri by BK. BK proceeds to lock in the Full Nelson Lung Blower, but before he can complete locking in the hold, Davey manages to escape. This is to no avail though as BK runs at him, planting him with a huge headscissors takedown, following it up with a pin fall. But even though Davey manages to get a shoulder up, it doesn’t stop the roll BK is on, and he jumps to his feet, hitting Davey with a stiff clothesline with his right arm. The fans don’t know whether to cheer or boo BK, but just continue watching this great match as BK watches his opponent, who is laying on the mat. BK lifts Davey up and hits him with an Irish Whip to the corner. Davey hits the turnbuckle with impact, and BK runs at him but Davey manages to get out the way. BK slams into the turnbuckle so hard and with such speed that he has to flip himself fully onto the turnbuckle, so he is sitting, back to the ring on the top. This is bad news for BK as Davey shows great height, knocking BK with a dropkick to the back. BK falls backwards into a Tree of Woe position, and Davey takes full advantage, hitting a baseball slide. BK feels full effect of the move, and Davey signals for it again. He goes to slide again, but BK this time show great athletisism to pull himself back up to a sitting position. As a result, Davey slides into the turnbuckle pole, legs either side and with a huge ‘THWANG’ sound. The crowd winces as a close up shows Davey almost crying with pain to his nether region.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 1, 2005 14:26:33 GMT -5
BK climbs the turnbuckle and performs a backflip, landing on is feet as he looks at Davey. He knows the match is his for the taking, and he lifts the Untouchable member to his feet. BK whips him at the ropes, and hits a simple neckbreaker in the centre of the ring. BK signals for the Cannonball SSP, and climbs the turnbuckle. But as he jumps, he realises that the move will end up hurting his arm, and so has to abandon the move. To make matters worse, Davey manages to roll out the way, so BK lands face-first in the ring. There is a sickening noise as his head jolts back, and the referee immediately jumps in, telling Davey not to interfere as he slowly gets BK back to his feet. The referee orders BK to go backstage, and so helps the Brooklyner out of the ring. BK happens to wink to the camera, however, and this confuses the fans as the two begin walking towards the ramp. Davey also sees the wink, and assumes that BK isn’t really injured. So he climbs the top rope, planning to take BK by surprise. However as he gets to BK, the New Yorker turns 180 degrees and plants Davey with a mid-air Shades of Michaels! The fans are absolutely gobsmacked as Davey flies back to the protective mats on the outside of the ring. BK smirks as he rolls Davey back into the ring, making the cover:
ONE....
TWO....
THREE-NO!
The fans gasp again as they notice Davey grabbing the rope with a last-ditch attempt to save the match. BK shakes his head in disbelief, and was absolutely sure that that was the end of the match. He goes over to the referee, arguing with him and this allows Davey recovery time. He jumps up, knocking BK into the referee, causing him to fall out the ropes and take a nasty bump on the outside. BK turns around, planting Davey with a huge clothesline with the cast, and covering the Untouchable member. BK counts in his head but in reality there is no count, and this infuriates BK even more. BK pulls himself off Davey in annoyance, and gets to his feet, shouting at the referee. There is suddenly a ‘cheer’ from the fans and the camera watches as it appears that Revenant is running down to the ring! He slides in, clocking BK with what appears to be the ring bell in the stomach before helping Davey to his feet. He slides out the ring, throwing the referee back into the ring as Davey bounces at the ropes, hitting the Midnight! He makes the cover and the referee slowly pulls himself over to make the count:
ONE...
TWO...
THREE!
Philip: Here is your winner...Davey Marvel!
’New Millennium Homes’ hits again as Revenant slides into the ring, celebrating Davey’s win and passage to the final of the EOTR. The fans make their feelings heard, and as the two leave the ring, gather a huge negative response from the crowd. The two ignore their abuse, and celebrate the victory, and revenge on BK London as we fade out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 1, 2005 14:27:37 GMT -5
Segment: An Unwanted Interference (Credit: FSX)
Returning from a commercial break and all-new Kudolicious product placement, backstage things aren't that comfortable. Though Kudo has already shrugged it off and went back to his consistent training, Fallen Souls doesn't seem as if he's about too. Waiting backstage with a certain revenge on his mind, he seems to be waiting for only one person to appear and it's widely known who. Though it seems the wait may just be unexpectedly extended, as someone no one really expected to show up finally makes his presence known again. No, it's not an angry Hitman of The Gods over being screwed, it's a frustrated Anthony Kalb..over..possibly being screwed. Fallen stared at both of them, seeing as he's dragging Fitsharris along behind him, a bit dumbfounded. They both seem to of been beaten, or if not beaten, unquestionably interrogated, with a suspicious look on each of there faces.
FSX: I'm not sure...should..I really ask what you two have been? It kinda looks like...yeah...should I just not talk about it again?
Kalb: Don't talk about it. Don't think about it. Don't mention it, as far as i'm concerned, we've been here all night and nothing at all happened. Ok? OK!?!?!?!? Good...anyway, what's going on now? You seem to be angry too..no that were angry, because we aren't. Nothing happened. Shut up.
FSX: Uh...ok...i'm just waiting here for Jearus to show up, as you may...or may not know, He interfered in a match that was going good without him. Kudo victory is now just tainted, thanks to him.
Fitsharris: OH GOD TAINTED? NOOO NOOOO!!!!
FSX: ...
Kalb: Well, that's all very intresting..uh..we'll catch up with you later. We need to rest are wounds?
FSX: What wounds? You both seem ok to me?
Kalb: You haven't seen the things i've seen...anyway, later Fallen...
With that, Anthony slowly drags a twitching Kevin along with him into the locker room area, Fallen even seems to be slightly disturbed by the fact that whatever went on is being left up to his imagination now. Shrugging it off, eventually, It doesn't take much longer for Jearus to come into view.
FSX: Hey! Jearus! Get the hell over here right now!
He's seen stopping in his tracks as Fallen runs over to him, a look of anger on Fallen's face that makes you believe he could destroy a small village right now. Jearus doesn't seem to be showing any fear, or emotion for that matter, by the time he's pushed up against a wall.
FSX: Why did you interfere in Kudo's match? You ruined his victory!! Do you have something against Hitman or something? I know everyone does, but that's ridiculous.
Jearus: I only did what I wanted to do. I got my revenge on the man who eliminated me from this tournament, and helped him get eliminated. I don't mean to interfere or ruin anything. Is that a good enough answer for you?
FSX: Well..I guess so...
Jearus: Are you going to let me go then?
FSX:... ..Alright, just don't make any troubles like this again!
With that, he released Jearus from his grasp quite peacefully, and he walked away without saying a word. Fallen seemed quite confused by what exactly just happened, but was glad that one more person knew that when they mess with Kudo, they mess with a plan much greater then any one person. Fallen slowly ends up just grinning, as the scene fades out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 1, 2005 14:28:17 GMT -5
Segment: Interest (Credit: Rena)
The show returns from a break. Rena stood, sipping some coffee she had just poured. She closed her eyes and leaned against the wall as she took in a few deep breaths. She exhaled and opened her eyes when she heard footsteps approaching the area she was in. Davey Marvel walked in, on the way back from his match, and smiled shortly on his way to get coffee. He began to pour the rich liquid into his foam cup, and looked over at her.
Davey: Hey.
Rena: Hello.
Davey: How are you tonight?
Rena: Pretty good, Mr. Untouchable.
Davey: You can call me Davey.
Rena: I know. It’s just I found Mr. Untouchable more interesting.
Davey: Well then, you can call me whatever you want.
Rena: How about sexy?
Davey: Sure.
Rena: Fucking prick whom I hate…
Davey: umm…
Rena moved into him, pushing his coffee to the floor. She dropped her also, and watched the black water dance around them.
Rena: That wasn’t a question.
Davey isn’t sure how to react. Part of him just wants to deck Rena and go back to the locker room, but he knows he can’t afford to pick up an injury now.
Davey: Uh…ok, I-
She cut him off by pressing her lips against his. His eyes fluttered wildly at the shock, but then shot closed as he placed his hands through her hair. They continued kissing, but he pushed her off of him.
Davey: Ok, enough. I know what you like to do with guys. Luring them into making out, and then getting your friends to kick their asses. I’m not going to be that stupid.
Rena: Do you see anyone around?
Davey: No, but-
Rena: Shh… I’m only showing you my interest in you.
Davey: Is that what you say to every guy?
Rena pushes him away, angrily.
Rena: Whatever… bye then.
Davey: I’m sorry. It’s just I wanted to be careful, I have an important match tonight.
Rena: I know you do. As do I… so forgive me for leaving. I have to get ready.
Davey: I could help you…
Rena: I don’t think so. Come talk to me later, maybe.
Davey: Ok.
Rena moved away and began to walk to her office.
Rena: Davey Marvel… why do I like you so much?
Paris: HEY RENA! Ready for our match?
Paris was in her office the moment Rena stepped in.
Rena: Yeah, I guess.
Paris: What’s wrong?
Rena: I don’t know. Is it wrong that I like a guy?
Paris: Kinda… we’re the sexy vixens! We don’t LIKE guys, we hurt them!
Rena: Maybe I don’t want to hurt them anymore. I miss being loved by men. Maybe not men, but one man…
Paris: oh my, Rena, listen… Guys are only out there to break your heart, do you really want that?
Rena: I think this one is different. He’s nice. He’s always been nice to me. And I’ve been nothing but a rotten slutty bitch.
Paris: Maybe you need to get your mind back on track. Wanna take a shower?
Rena: No.
Paris: What?
Rena: I said no, I don’t feel like it and we don’t have time now. Please go and finish getting ready for the match, we’re up in five minutes.
Paris: Whatever, but you better be in shape for our match. I don’t want to lose.
Rena: I’ve already lost…
Paris: Lost what?
Rena: Myself.
Paris: Oh My God!
Paris stormed out of the office, and slammed the door. Rena wiped away a few tears and stared out the window as the camera faded away.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 1, 2005 14:29:38 GMT -5
Match 4: ACW Tag Title Match Cold Blooded Killers vs. Sexy Vixens (Credit: Latino) The fans wonder what is in store as Philip comes to the ring; the tag contest that is scheduled pits two very different teams against one another.Phillip: This next match is a Tag Team Title match! Introducing first the challengers at a combined weight of…uhhh…The Sexy Vixens!! As their theme is echoing throughout the speakers a roar of cheers is heard from the audience, mostly males with a growing number of females. Rena and Paris come out in their usual clothing that doesn’t leave much to the imagination. They both walk down to the ring teasing the men as they lean over the barrier as much as they able to do so. Rena rolls under the ropes as Paris steps between them. They lean against one in a very seductive pose as the champions are announced.Phillip: And their opponents the ACW Tag Team Champions….The Cold Blooded Killers!! As Lex and Scott come out with their titles around their waists the fans are booing tremendously. The fans hold up signs that say “Cold Blooded Losers” as they yell out various profanities at the tag champs. Lex points at a young fan and gives him a sarcastic remark. Scott jumps on apron as the spotlight shines on him. Lex climbs up the turnbuckle from the outside and winks at Rena and Paris. They both enter the ring and take off their belts. The tag champs hold the titles up high as they yell out “These aren’t leaving our waists!”Before the bell rings, the tag champs charge their opponents. Scott pushes Rena into the corner as he throws lefts and rights. Lex on the other hand picks up Paris and tries for a bodyslam but she escapes the hold and gives him a swift Chin Bash. He spins around and holds his chin in pain. Back over to Scott, He sits up Rena on the top turnbuckle. He climbs the corner and tries for a superplex but she blocks the move. She in turn lifts Scott up and drops him off to the outside mats. He keeps a hold of Rena and both competitors take a nasty fall onto the mats. Scott’s legs bang hard onto the thin mats and Rena’s head slams into the barrier as she rolls on the mats. The Referee now calls for the bell trying to get the match underway. The Bell Rings. Lex and Paris are now the legal competitors in this match. Back in the ring, Paris whips Scott into the ropes and gives him an arm drag, sending him across the ring. She waits for Scott to get up and jumps up for a dropkick to the face. Scott jumps back leaving Paris to fall down on her face. He jumps at her with an elbow drop and goes for a quick cover. Before the Ref can even count one, Paris kicks out of the pin. The fans give out a slight pop as Scott is back on his feet and yelling at the fans to shut up. Paris comes from behind and locks on a sleeperhold as she jumps on his back. Scott flails his arms around wildly as he tries to break out of the hold but Paris is locked on tight. He falls back hard squashing her into the ring. Andrews rolls over and works his way up to his feet at a slower pace this time. Andrews is now at the turnbuckle as he climbs up slowly. The fans start to chant “Paris! Paris! Paris!” Scott is at the top and spreads his arms to the side as he does a perfect Guerrero taunt. The fans are booing more and more. Scott jumps off with a very high moonsault but he took too long as Paris rolls out of the way. A loud THUD is heard as Scott slams into the mat hard. Paris starts crawling to her corner as Rena has been begging and pleading to get back in the ring. Lex is back in his corner yelling at Scott to get up but he’s too much in “La La Land” to hear anything. Paris dives to her corner and tags in Rena as the fans pop big. She quickly enters the ring and kicks Scott in the side of the face. She stands him up and whips him into the ropes. She tries for a spinning heel kick but Scott ducks and runs to the opposite ropes. Lex slaps for a blind tag and enters the ring with ease. As Rena gets up Lex gives her a dropkick to the back of the head. He stands up Rena and gives her a kick to the face. Now running to the ropes and bouncing off he goes for a superkick to the side of the face. Rena ducks and gives Lex a quick Roundhouse Kick to the ribs. He falls down to one knee in immense pain. Rena walks over with a evil smirk and gives him a hard slap across the face that echoes throughout the ring. She grabs Lex and whips him into the corner and tags in Paris. The tag team partners start attacking Lex viscously as they both stomp the hell out of him. Rena sits Lex up on the top turnbuckle and climbs up following him. Both are now standing high and Rena with a look back at Scott pulls off a very impressive Superplex. Just as Rena rolls out of the ring, Paris comes out of nowhere with a standing Somersault kick to the face of Lex. She hooks the leg and goes for the pin. ONE! TWO! Scott now tries to make his way into the ring to break the count but Rena pulls his leg from the outside. THR- kickout by Lex just before the Ref can complete the count. The fans uproar in anger as they continue to boo more and more. The camera gets a close up on Lex’s face as he is grinning ear to ear. Back in the outside Scott and Rena are fighting once again. A loud slap is heard once again but this time it’s Scott who’s using his palm. Rena kicks him in the stomach and tries for a Stalling DDT. Andrews doesn’t allow himself to go down as he slams Rena down onto the mat in a Spinebuster fashion. He grabs onto her legs and performs a slingshot. As Rena flies in the air and slams hard into the barrier, Scott charges at her from behind and slams her head first into the barrier. Back in the ring, Paris is setting Lex up for the Chaos Judgment. She whips Lex into the ropes and goes for those Three kicks. Lex ducks and Paris lands on her feet. As he bounces off the ropes Paris goes for an Overhead Toss but Lex grabs and picks her up. As he holds her high in the air and then slams down her down with a DDT completing the Hail to the King. He drapes his arm over her for the cover. ONE! TWO! THREE! Phillip: Here are your winners and STILL ACW Tag Team Champions….Lex and Scott, The Cold Blooded Killers! As Paris rolls over Lex slides back inside the ring. Rena is left on the outside still feeling some of the effects from Scott’s attack. He grabs Lex and the tag belts as they both quickly leave the ring. The fans are booing more and more as some throw pieces of trash and bottles at the champs. Rena gets back in the ring as she helps Paris up. The fans start cheering for them more and more as they both leave the ring.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 1, 2005 14:31:00 GMT -5
Segment: ‘Unstoppable’ (Credit: Kudo)
Kudo is shown opening the door to his locker room and taking a seat on the chair on the side. He stretches out his arms and uses the back part of the chair to stretch out his back muscles. Kudo particularly works on his neck and leg area, the leg recovering from his match with Senator days before. After the momentary stretches, FSX enters the room and pats Kudo on the back.
FSX: Now what did I tell you? Didn’t I say you were going to wipe the floor with him? Are you ready for the next match?
Kudo: Yeah, you know I am. That mugungous bastard back there got lucky and rocked me pretty good. Give me a few minutes and I’ll be fine.
Kudo now is stroking the pain left in his neck from another rattling Big Boot from the Hitman of the Gods.
FSX: Oh really? You know though that of course now you’ll be up against either Davey Marvel or BK London in the next round, both of whom you’ve never faced in the ring before. And believe me, both of these men aren’t slackers. They’ll bring their A-game and take you to your limits ---
Kudo: Stop right there. What have I always told you?
FSX stares up in the air pondering the answer.
Kudo: I’ve always told you that for our division, for the Light Heavyweight class, there ARE no limits. We define the quote end quote, “limits” of our limitations. Innovation is in our blood and overcoming the obstacles that hold us down has become a lifestyle. Don’t tell me anything about limits. I don’t know the meaning of the word…
FSX: Maybe so, but the rumors backstage are that you’ve been fed unknowns and nobodies on your way up the ladder here in ACW, and getting a couple of lucky victories along the way. That’s the only reason that you’re in…
Kudo(now visibly enraged): What?! Again, another example of being underrated and doubted! There’s no escaping the narrow mindedness of these people. Lucky wins? Come on! Tell me who’s been saying this garbage behind my back, and maybe I’ll give them a knee strike…face to face. You see, in my old gym, dojo whatever you want to call it. I was the most celebrated graduate of my class, of my division, hell, of the entire freaking generation! Do you think names are going to intimidate me? Huh?! El Froggy Mask, RDK, Anthony Kalb, Davey Marvel, BK London, you name it…they’re all technicalities. In the end, all they are to me, are my opponents…and my victims.
FSX looks Kudo in the eye closely.
Kudo: You know it would be easy to rearrange the faces of those who started and believe this backstage fable, but that would serve absolutely no purpose. None. So what I’m going to do is I’m going to get ready for the final match of the night, against Davey Marvel, or BK London, it makes no difference. Because when I’m done out there and become the next generation’s brightest star and new emperor of the ring, the only thing people backstage will have on their minds --- is R-3, and Yakuza KNEE.
Kudo at this point has become restless and left his own locker room, no longer showing the symptoms of any damage from his earlier match. FSX watches as Kudo’s usual hop step routine picks up as he heads down the hall.
FSX(smiling slyly): …NOW you’re ready…
-Fade Out-
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