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Samhain
Oct 19, 2005 19:30:10 GMT -5
Post by Latino on Oct 19, 2005 19:30:10 GMT -5
ACW Proudly Presents: Samhain ‘05Saturday October 29th, 2005 Schedule of Matches: ---------------------------- Hitman of the Gods vs. TBA ---------------------------- Handicap Match Kiley Johnson vs Big Bertha & Veronica ---------------------------- ACW Tag Title Match CBK vs. AK & RDK --------------------------- Cell Block Tango Match - Three Way Barbed Wire Cage Rena vs. Bre Double T vs. Santiago Rivera ---------------------------- #1 Contendership Match for the LHW Title Latino vs. Fallen Souls ---------------------------- First Blood Match Hunter vs. Davey Marvel ---------------------------- 30-Min Iron Man Match BK London vs. Kudo ---------------------------- ACW World Title Match Jonny Spade vs. Macho Man RDK vs. Daredevil ----------------------------
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Samhain
Oct 29, 2005 14:02:45 GMT -5
Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 29, 2005 14:02:45 GMT -5
Samhain… one of the most ancient of festivals, the Celtic celebration of the turn between light and darkness. As the year wanes, ACW goes from strength to strength, and both roster and fans are anticipating the worldwide tour which the promotion is about to embark upon. First, though, there is some business to finish back home, and the cameras pan lengthily around the arena to show the crowd, banners waving, kids yelling, all humanity is here. It’s already looking like a night to remember…
Philip is seen to one side conferring with the timekeeper, but before the night’s matches can begin, we have some people to see backstage…..
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Samhain
Oct 29, 2005 14:03:11 GMT -5
Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 29, 2005 14:03:11 GMT -5
Segment: Rainy Days and Soccer Moms (Credit: BK)
The scene fades in on the alphatron and immediately the exit to the parking lot is shown and the sound of pit pattering is heard knocking against the concrete on the outside. The door of the exit opens from the outside and the sound of the rain is heard more clearly and in enters a built fellow with a black rain jacket and his face is concealed by the front of the umbrella as he holds it in front of him to enter. The umbrella closes and reveals the International Champion BK London, drying off himself as he enters the arena and the boos can be heard coming through the walls of the arena.
BK: Wooo! Rainy outside, isn't it?
BK adjusts his sports bag on his shoulder and begins to walk into the locker room area of the arena and chuckles as he walks past the crew workers and finally stops and sees one of the pictures in the hallway is RDK holding his ACW Championship over his head. He stares at it as if in a trance, then finally lets out a smirk and lightly taps the picture.
BK: Oh you’re next buddy! You’re next.
He continues to make his way down the hallway and finally reaches his locker room and as he turns the knob he feels his pant leg being tugged. BK looks down and its a small kid, he looks up and now sees a middle aged woman standing behind the boy smiling.
Woman: Go ahead, ask him Timmy.
The small kid is full of embarrassment and he pulls out the latest ACW Magazine and turns to the page with BK London's picture pinning Angelo Giovanni and holds it up.
Timmy: Umm...Mister London sir. Can you pwease autograph my picture of you? You’re my fwavoite wrestler.
BK: *chuckles to himself* Fwavoite huh? Autograph your picture huh? Listen kid, with the situation I have tonight in my match against Kudo, I don't have the time to sign any autographs. And especially for free. Listen, Hunter's locker room is just down the hallway, I bet you he'll sign your autograph.
Timmy: But I don't like Hunter. He sucks, big time.
BK: You can't argue with that. But seriously kid, go somewhere. Now I have to prepare for my match.
BK goes to turn the knob again but the tugging is now stronger. He looks back down and the kid is still there.
BK: I said no kid. What part of no don't you understand?
Timmy: But you could ju--
BK: FUCK OFF KID!
Timmy's eyes begin to water up and the tears trickle down into his face as he runs back to his mother and she holds him to ease the pain.
Woman: My word. This is a little kid you can't talk to him like that, I have a mind to call the authorities.
BK: Oh boo hoo. Listen lady, I don't have the time or patience to deal with this matter. I have a match coming up later tonight that could make or break my ACW Legacy. Now I already told your son I couldn't, and he ran off like a little bitch, so before I call the security and let them know you stumbled back here...I suggest you take your ass and hop back into your mini-van and drive your ugly ass kid back to soccer practice or wherever you and the rest of you soccer moms meet up.
Woman: How dare you!
BK: For the last time miss, get lo--
Before he can finish the last word the kid runs up to BK and kicks him in the shin and he drops his sports bag and beds over holding his shin in pain. The mother takes her purse and begins to pummel BK all over his body, BK attempts to block himself but cannot shield himself from the leather thunder smacking against his head. Security shows up and escorts the kid and the wife away and checks on BK.
BK: Get off me! Get-Get off me!
He pushes them off and the back up and BK fixes himself and picks up his sports bag before entering his locker room.
Fade Out.
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Samhain
Oct 29, 2005 14:04:12 GMT -5
Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 29, 2005 14:04:12 GMT -5
Segment: A new Hitman (Credit: Hitman)
Fade to backstage. The crowd is already fired up and now they are almost about to see Hitman of the Gods make his third PPV appearance.
Just then, Hitman appears in front of the camera. Fans are surprised at the fact that Hitman's shorter boots have made him 7'7" instead of 8'. Hitman also looks more slim than usual. Of course, he is donned in black jeans and gloves but to be honest, that's it. He carries his boots in one hand and his bandana and shades on the other. Next to him is a red-haired woman with a long silver dress similar to that of a goddess dress. Hitman sits down on the ground and begins to put on his boots. Hitman looks up at the camera and smiles.
Hitman: "Okay, so you're all wondering... 'What the hell?!' Well, to be honest, I was tired of being too damn heavy so I slimmed down, got some shorter boots and am now ready to wrestle. ACW, this is "The Mistress from Ancient Greece" Athena.
Athena looks at the camera and smiles. Many wolf whistles can be heard from the crowd in the background as Hitman finishes tying up one of his boots. Hitman then puts on his other one and begins to tye it up. Hitman pauses for a moment then looks at the camera. He then gives a slight chuckle.
Hitman: "Y'know, it's funny... I've only been here for about four months and already, I'm a big attraction... no pun intended. For four months, I've been leaving a trail of destruction in my wake and I wouldn't have it any other way. Tonight, the list of unfortunate victims will continue to grow as I add the next mortal onto my people who I've defeated list."
Hitman has finished tying his other boot on as he puts his bandana and sunglasses on his head. The story tells a greater detail in his eyes as he gives one last pose.
Hitman: "I've got a bright future ahead of me in the ACW and who knows? Maybe I'll get to have a chance to work with AK or headline for the World title again. But, in the meantime, whomever my opponent tonight may be..."
Fans cheer along with Hitman.
Hitman: "YOU WILL FEEL!!!!! THE WRATH! OF THE GODS!"
Hitman takes Athena's hand in his as they walk off together. Hitman has changed and it appears to be for the better.
END SCENE
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Samhain
Oct 29, 2005 14:04:40 GMT -5
Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 29, 2005 14:04:40 GMT -5
Segment: ‘The Original’ (Credit: Kudo)
ACW cameras begin to roll and show the backstage area where Kudo and FSX are together in the Armada locker room preparing for their upcoming matches. The room is silent as both men begin taping up their wrists and legs. The friendly teasing nature of FSX finally takes over and he begins to initiate a conversation.
FSX: Sooo…I see you’ve been trying to hit my Soul Transfer recently…
Kudo: …yeah…
A few moments more of awkward silence takes place before FSX follows up.
FSX: You…haven’t had much luck with it…you know. I told you you wouldn’t be able to do it.
FSX puts on a sly grin in acknowledgment at Kudo’s inability to meet the wager.
FSX: Back when we first started this thing, with ‘who’s finisher was the best and which was more complex’, I showed you in training that I could perform your Yakuza Knee move. Yet you still haven’t even landed my move yet. So it looks like I take the cake with this one.
Kudo: Yeah…well people have been pretty damn lucky recently by surviving that move. And I get so angry after that, that I let my emotions get the best of me and tear them apart with other moves. That’s why---
FSX(sharply interrupting): No. That’s…not it. It’s just that nothing is as good as the original. That’s it.
Kudo looks a little puzzled as FSX explains.
FSX: You see, it’s not about your opponents getting lucky reversals, or the fact that you let your emotions take over. It’s simply the fact that you will never be able to fully utilize the power of the move like I have. Take for example when I hit the Yakuza Knee in training. Sure I connected with the move, but you and I both know that I didn’t hit it with the same force and control that you normally do it. Believe me, it’s going to take more than a few match attempts to master the Soul Transfer move. All you’re doing now is trying to hit a watered down version of the finisher that I have perfected.
FSX looks at Kudo’s face half expecting a raging response, but to his surprise he finds a calm and understanding Kudo, thinking and taking his words to heart. Fallen Souls breaks the silence again:
FSX: Nothing is as good as the original, Kudo. You can understand what I’m saying right?
The camera focuses on Kudo’s face which is one of realization and revelation.
Kudo: Yeah, I understand…I…understand…
With that, the camera fades out, leaving many viewers pondering what Kudo was thinking by the end of that conversation.
-Fade Out-
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Samhain
Oct 29, 2005 14:05:10 GMT -5
Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 29, 2005 14:05:10 GMT -5
Match 1: Hitman of the Gods vs. ?? (Credit: Daredevil) The fans are pumped and eager for the night’s action to get underway. Philip straightens his jacket, picks up his mic, and enters the ring to a loud welcome from the crowd. He smiles and lets the noise abate before speaking.Philip: The following match is scheduled for one fall, and is an open invitation match! The sounds of thunder are heard and the lights go out. The fans cheer and look up at the ramp as the beginning bars of "I Love It Loud" by KISS begin to play. A large figure wearing a trenchcoat and carrying a Mjollnir walks out onto the stage.Philip: Firstly, making his way to the ring from Mt. Olympus, weighing at 520 lbs…the Hitman of the Gods!!! Smoke fills the stage and fire goes down the ramp as the crowd continues to cheer for this enigma. The large monster makes his way down the ramp slowly. The man that follows behind him slaps hands with the fans he passes by. While the song resumes, the beast makes his way into the ring and walks up the steps and into the ring. The lights turn back on and Hitman of the Gods is revealed to all. Hitman slowly raises his arm up and gives the "Rock Out" sign and the song is done playing. He grabs a microphone and smiles. Hitman: Whattup, ACW? This instantly causes the fans to go crazy, and the Hitman pauses to let them finish. Hitman: You know it’s been an entertaining month since EOTR. I mean after yours truly reached the semi finals, he joined the Senatorial Stable… Small cheer. Hitman: However your resident 8-foot megastar didn’t even have a match on the card! That was, until I bumped into someone backstage, his name being Chairman Gingerdude… Large boos from most sections of the crowd.Hitman: And he said he had a match for me. So without further ado, let’s see what the boss got for me! There’s a brief pause, until ‘No Shelter’ hits by Rise Against the Machine and Andy Starr makes his way out to a huge standing ovation from the fans. This being his first match since 7 Deadly Sins after an almost serious knee injury, he runs down the ramp, sliding into the ring and immediately jumps onto the turnbuckle, throwing his arms in the air. He jumps down and looks at his opponent, smiling as Philip exits the ring.Bell rings. The Hitman, standing at 7’7” and Starr, standing at less than 6’ continue staring at each other, before slowly walking to the centre of the ring. Hitman grabs Starr and immediately throws him into the corner, and gives him a couple of large slaps to the chest. Hitman lifts him up by the neck, and throws him across the ring. Starr picks himself up, holding his chest with one arm as ACW’s largest wrestler runs back at him, but the former Lightweight champion ducks the intended clothesline. Hitman bounces off the ropes and Starr springs up to his feet, knocking him down with a dropkick. He runs at the ropes, stops and hits a brilliant Asai Moonsault, but Hitman manages to kick out before the three count. Starr gets back to his feet, lifting up – with slight difficulty – Hitman. Starr tries an Irish Whip but immediately sees his mistake, and duly is thrown against the ropes. Hitman attempts a Big Boot but Starr manages to slide under the foot, grabbing Hitman by the tights and rolling him up: 1…2…kickout by Hitman. Starr rolls back to his feet as does Hitman, and the two lock eyes again as the crowd cheer. They lock up, and Hitman delivers a couple of knees to the head of Starr. He puts him in between his legs and lifts him up to his shoulders, signalling for the Powerbomb. Starr has other plans though, and begins punching the head of Hitman. Hitman is forced to drop Starr, who jumps up, hitting a Roundhouse kick and knocking the big man down. Starr smiles, thinking that he has the match in the bag as he locks in a rear chin lock on the big guy. Hitman tries to break the hold but Starr applies extra pressure, causing Hitman to slowly fade away. The referee decides it’s time to make the three arm drops, and does so, but Hitman shows signs of life after the second one. He manages to stand up, which at this point Starr is no longer touching the ground, and the Hitman falls back, crushing Andy Starr in between his weight and the ring. Hitman slowly gets to his feet, and the fans begin to cheer as the giant looks at his opponent, and smiles. He runs, bounces off the ropes and goes for the Big Splash, but Starr manages to roll out the way. Starr then bounces off the ropes, going for a standing Shooting Star Press, and this time Hitman manages to roll out of the way. Starr gets to his feet and Hitman grabs him around the neck, going for the Chokeslam From Hell! He hits it, and the ring shakes from such impact. Hitman drops to his knees, making the pin: 1……2……kickout by Andy Starr! The fans are surprised at the courage of Andy Starr, but their reaction is no match for that of the Hitman. He just shakes his head in disbelief, cracking a small smile and fixes his eyes on the referee. The referee is now the man in the middle, and the centre of Hitman’s focus. But the referee pleads his innocence, claiming Starr just kicked out before the three. Hitman decides not to bother with the referee, and lifts Starr up to his shoulders. He goes to finish the match with the Zeus’s Anger (F-5) but in mid-air Starr manages to grab the Hitman by the neck and give him a Tornado DDT!
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Samhain
Oct 29, 2005 14:06:22 GMT -5
Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 29, 2005 14:06:22 GMT -5
Both wrestlers are down, and the referee starts making the count. He gets to five when Starr is on his knees, and drops on top of Hitman: 1……2…kickout by the Hitman. The crowd ‘ooh’ as the big man manages to get a shoulder up, and start clapping on both wrestlers. Both manage to climb to their feet at the same time, and slowly watch each other. They close in, lock into a headlock and Starr uses great agility to slip behind the Hitman and hit a delayed Russian Leg Sweep. Starr then locks in a Cobra Clutch, but Hitman quickly manages to escape. Starr bounces off the ropes, hitting a flying shoulder block and the Hitman slowly falls to his feet. The momentum is slowly going to way of Starr, and he performs a kip-up. He grabs Hitman by the head and lifts him up but so he is bent over, and Starr jumps off the ropes, going for a Fame-Asser. However Hitman manages to catch Starr, and go for the Powerbomb! Only Starr manages to reverse that into a Headscissors into Octopus Stretch, locking in the Cristo! The fans go nuts as Starr manages to keep the hold locked on the big guy, who is on the verge of tapping. He slowly tries to grab the ropes, but they are too far away for him to grab, and he is stuck in the centre of the ring. He tries rolling over to his right, but it fails and the hold is still firmly locked on. He then rolls onto his left and this time manages to break the Submission hold. Starr jumps back, and the Hitman manages to get back to his feet, hurt but determined to win the match.
Starr runs at Hitman but the big man grabs Starr around the neck, hitting a Baldo Bomb. He makes the cover, but Starr is able to kick out before the three count. Hitman just smirks, and lifts up Starr for what looks certain to be the end of the match. He goes for a Military Press, but Starr manages to get his way out of it. Starr then throws himself against the ropes, bouncing off and planting Hitman with a Hurricarana! Starr then waits in the corner for the big man to get up, and when Hitman gets to his feet, Starr runs at him. He attempts a Tornado DDT but Hitman manages to escape the move, and plants Starr with a Big Boot! He then picks Starr back up, and hitting the Zeus’s Anger (F5). Hitman drops to the ground and makes the cover: 1……2……3!!!
Philip: Here is your winner, the Hitman of the Gods!
The Hitman throws his arms in the air in relief, just pleased to have defeated his opponent. He jumps onto the second turnbuckle, throwing his arms up in the air, gaining a positive reaction from the fans before jumping down, and preparing to leave the ring. However before he does so, he notices Andy Starr slowly getting to his feet. Hitman pauses, turns around and smiles at Andy, before extending his hand. Andy hesitates before shaking the hand, which causes the arena to go wild, as Hitman begins to leave.
Fade Out.
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Samhain
Oct 29, 2005 14:09:42 GMT -5
Post by scrawn on Oct 29, 2005 14:09:42 GMT -5
Segment: Mind Games (Credit: DD, WCW98)
The segment opens up with a blurred camera, and what appears to be Kevin standing near the camera, with the Macho Man RDK. This understandably causes the fans in the arena to go nuts, as the camerman starts fiddling with the camera to get proper footage.
Kevin (in a whiney voice): So Macho Man, how does it feel to be a joke compared to the other, more deserving wrestlers of your ACW belt?
RDK: Well brudah I’ll tell you brudah that it’s because I forgot my daily dose of ritallin brudah that means brudah that I can’t take any criticisms brudah from any roody-poo jabroni like yourself, brudah.
The fans are clearly confused at this, but the cameraman finally gets to fix his camera right, and the fans find out the culprits as they see ‘Kevin’, otherwise known as WCW 98 with a badly-placed wig upon his head, and DD standing next to him smirking with a new buzz cut, bearing a kids’ version of the ACW Heavywight title.
‘Kevin’: Well we all know that MachoMan but why do you even bother staying here? Do you not realise that nobody cares for you any more?
‘RDK’: OoOoOoOoOoOoOh Yeeeeeeeah brudah! The Macho Man hears you loud and clear on that one brudah! You see brudah, the Macho Man hears, but he does not agree. I mean the Macho Man has plenty of friends, such as 5 Second Timmy at the Mental Institute, or the...the...
‘Kevin’: Lost for words there Macho?
‘RDK’: Awww hell no brudah! You see brudah the Macho Man here is a little hard makin friends brudah, which is why the Macho Man doesn’t get many visitors here at Shady Creeks home for the Old! But it don’t matter brudah! The fact is that the Macho Man is still allowed on your television sets every Monday, Thursday and Saturday! But not Tuesday, because that’s bingo night! OoOoOoOoOh Yeeeeeeeah!
‘Kevin’: I...see...so how about your challenger for the belt, Daredevil? Any words about the most perfect specimen of man ever to walk the planet?
‘RDK’: I just got one thing brudah, and brudah, it’s this: Dan ‘the Daredevil’ White, I had a dream that I lost my title here brudah, and it made me wet the bed. So please brudah, go easy on me. Because I’m scared that I will embarress myself again, especially after last Thursday night!
‘Kevin’: Well guys, that’s all we have for today. This interview was brought to you by the Untouchables, making life better for those involved with the Untouchables.
The camera fades out, yet laughter is still heard from the interview area. The fans continue booing as we fade out.
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Samhain
Oct 29, 2005 14:12:35 GMT -5
Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 29, 2005 14:12:35 GMT -5
Match 2: Handicap Match Kiley Johnson vs Big Bertha & Veronica (Credit: Hunter) Philip enters the ring just as soon as the lights dim. The ACW audience has seen this action done before, and they instantly cheer what they know is another match.Philip: Ladies and gentlemen, this next match is scheduled for one fall and it is a handicap match. Introducing first, from Brooklyn, Kiley Johnson! "1 Thing" hits the speakers as Kiley walks out, fully ready for her match. She pays no attention to the audience and simply walks into the ring and awaits her opponents.Philip: And her opponents, Veronica Jacobs and Big Bertha! "Rumors" hits the speakers as her two opponents come out and walk down the ramp to the ring. They get in and Bertha goes to the corner.Bell Rings. Veronica and Kiley lock up, but Kiley quickly over powers her and pushes her away, then dropkicks her knee. Veronica gets back up only to get knocked down again by a clothesline. Kiley covers but Veronica is able to kick out. Veronica uppercuts Kiley, then brings her down with a bulldog. She goes for her own cover, but Kiley kicks out quicker than anyone expected. Veronica goes a little pale, so she then runs over to Bertha and tags her in. Bertha comes into the ring and Kiley instantly charges at her and tries to bring her down. Bertha simply pushes her away and gives out a deep laugh. Kiley gets up and kicks Bertha in the gut, then tries to DDT her. Bertha, however, does not go down so easily, so Kiley simply falls on her ass. Bertha laughs again, then lifts Kiley above her head and gorilla press slams her. She taunts the crowd, and they answer her with a loud "BERTHA SMASH" chant. Bertha picks up Kiley again, and this time scoopslams her hard on the mat. Veronica tags herself in and walks over to Kiley and goes for a pin. Kiley just kicks out at the two, and Veronica is clearly upset by this. Veronica stomps away at Kiley, then tags Bertha back in. By this time, Kiley has remotely recovered and she is able to get to her feet. She hits Bertha with a Chick Kick and attempts to bring her down to the ground. Bertha gets a little woozy, but she remains on her feet. Kiley hits her with another one and finally brings down the beast. She walks over to her and locks in a modified camel clutch. Bertha howls in pain as Kiley simply looks at Veronica and almost mentally gives her the same pain. Kiley then breaks the hold and locks in a fujiwara armbar. At this time, Bertha is clearly annoyed with her puny opponent who is somehow outsmarting her. She gets to her feet while Kiley still has the armbar locked in, then hits her with a hip toss. Veronica calls for Bertha to tag her in, and Bertha obediently complies. Veronica lifts up Kiley, then irish whips her through the ropes to the outside. Veronica taunts the crowd, but unbeknown to her, Kiley has reached under the ring and grabbed a crowbar. Kiley gets in the ring with it, but the ref takes it from her and runs to put it away. Kiley then proceeds to take another crowbar from inside her top. Veronica goes wide-eyed in more ways than one, but the feeling is lost once the crowbar connects to her head. Kiley then throws the crowbar at Bertha, and Bertha too is knocked out. The ref turns around just in time to see Kiley cover Veronica. 1..........................2........................3! Philip: Here is your winner, Kiley Johnson! "1 Thing" hits again as Kiley lets out a malicious grin and rolls out of the ring. She gets to the top of the stage and simply taunts Veronica, who is clutching her head and shouting what one can only assume are obscenities at her opponent. Kiley simply nods her head and goes backstage to help prepare her husband for the match he himself has later tonight.
Fade Out.
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Samhain
Oct 29, 2005 14:15:17 GMT -5
Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 29, 2005 14:15:17 GMT -5
Segment: Are You Ready? (Credit: Latino)
The scene cuts to the backstage hallways as all of the ACW employees are rustling back and forth. Many are directing superstars which way to go while some are in the background reviewing the next set of matches. The camera keeps moving more and more own the hallway and then stops. It zooms in on Latino as he is walking down wearing headphones. He shaking his head side to side and semi-silently singing a song.
Kevin: Latino! Latino! I ha-
Latino: Have a few questions. Sí, Sí. What is it?
Kevin: Well are you ready for tonight?
Latino: Am I ready? Am I ready!? You bet my brown ass I’m ready. I mean after tonight once I get that pin….1….2….4…..I mean 3.
Kevin: Sure you did.
Latino (glares back Kevin): ….You know what. I think I can finish interview solo.
Latino grabs the microphone and pushes Kevin out of the picture. He looks at the microphone and then back at the camera and then back at the microphone and once more back at screen with a big smile.
Latino: So the Rican has got a match tonight for the Numba One Contendership for the Light…Heavyweight Title! I’ve worked so long for this and tonight I’m going for it just like I did just a less than two years ago. You see now I think I shall tell everyone I wanted Fallen Souls and why it had to be this way. You see years ago back in the GFWWE we had a Lightweight champion that was unstoppable they said! No one could beat him! But I did in one match and that qualified me for a shot at his title. Sadly, I lost pero ahora….now I get to make history right. You see once again I’m going against the so-called unstoppable champion and once again I shall win this match to get my real shot at what for now is his title!
Latino stops talking as he can hear the fans from the arena chanting his name “Latino! Latino! Latino! Latino!” He gives the camera a very big smile.
Latino: Victor Laureano will not di…..WAIT WAIT. That’s not right. Oh yea it’s “I’m the real F’n D…..no no that’s not right either. Oh wait I think I got it right now I’m the Infamous Lord of Hardcore! Lets go have KOTDM…..
Latino stops again as he hears the fans chanting his name more and more. He chuckles a bit as he repeats his last comment over again in his head.
….Oh wait that’s right I don’t even have a catchphrase. I don’t need it and I don’t rely on that stuff. I rely on one thing…myself and after tonight Me, Myself, and I will be getting ready for another match soon….The Light-Heavyweight Title Match.
Latino gives the microphone back to Kevin as he walks away. Kevin looks back at the camera with a weird look on his face as the camera cuts away.
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Samhain
Oct 29, 2005 14:16:17 GMT -5
Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 29, 2005 14:16:17 GMT -5
Match 3: ACW Tag Title Match CBK vs. AK & RDK
The fans are still laughing as the cameras return to the arena; Philip regains his composure, and gets things moving for the third match of the night.
Philip: Ladies and Gentlemen, the next match tonight is a tag team contest, set for one fall with a 30 minute time limit, and it is for the ACW Tag Team Championships! Introducing first, from London, England and Yellowknife, Canada – the challengers, Alicia “Atomic” Kitsune and The Macho Man, R-D-K!
There is a slight pause, and then to the fans’ surprise “Falling Stars” by the Sunset Strippers blasts energetically into the arena, and manages the trick of being both incredibly cheesy and strangely cool at the same time. AK and RDK come out together, precipitating a pop of leviathan proportions, and walk down to the ring, taking time to greet fans on the way. They enter the ring, and RDK holds up his World Title, making a “2” gesture with his fingers; a powerful declaration of intent.
Then, “Serial Killa” by Twista heralds the arrival of the title incumbents, and they certainly don’t look as if they are going to relinquish the gold without one hell of a fight.
Philip: And their opponents, from Denver Colorado and Hollywood, California – they are the reigning ACW Tag Team Champions, Scoot Andrews and Lex De LaRocha, the Cold Blooded Killers!
The fans boo the champs, but it matters not a jot to Lex and Scott; they taunt the fans, slapping the belts and completely owning everything in a radius of 20 feet or so. They take their time getting to the ring, and when they do arrive, they do their best to get in AK and RDK’s faces, showing neither nerves nor respect for their opponents. The referee, anxious to avoid any sort of incident, calls for the sides to get in order, and AK steps forward, having already agreed the basic plan with RDK. Scott answers the challenge, and their partners head to the apron as the crowd cheers, and the ref calls for the bell.
Bell Rings.
AK and Scott circle the ring as the fans settle down a little bit; neither seems to be in any particular rush to attack, but gradually the gap between them dissipates until they lock up. With 5 inches and around 90 pounds’ worth of advantage, Scott enters the grapple in a confident mood, but AK is an old hand at dealing with larger and heavier opponents, and as Scott starts to drive her backward, she suddenly slams on the brakes, releases one arm and uses the other to swing Scott forward so that his own energy takes him forward into one of the neutral corners. The impact fortunately isn’t at top speed, and Scott bounces back out again and spins around in a fighting pose, and he needs to be ready since AK has dashed across the ring to the opposite set of ropes for a slingshot effect, and is charging him down. She goes for a shoulder takedown, and Scott counters it into a flapjack that makes the crowd wince a little; Scott immediately hits a knee drop on to his opponent’s back before pulling her over into a pin. AK kicks out at 1.5, looking slightly angry, but it’s probably directed at herself more than her foe; on the apron, both Lex and RDK shout encouragement as the pair get back on their feet. Scott smirks, and flexes his impressive muscles; this draws some wolf whistles from the female fans, though the male majority is understandably slightly less excited by the display. AK just laughs, which annoys Scott considerably; determined to give her a closer inspection, he moves forward and flashes an elbow through the air as he goes for a painful strike. AK reflexes however are excellent, and she narrowly avoids it, responding with a kick to the ribs that makes Scott gasp in surprise. With the ropes only a few feet away, Ak uses them once again to build speed, and then launches herself into a powerful enziguri; it connects with an audible THWACK, and Scott pitches over as AK drops into a pin. Her fast actions mean that she gets a solid 2 count, but Scott kicks out strongly, showing that he’s got plenty more in the tank yet.
The two competitors rise, and go toe to toe for about 20 seconds; AK has greater speed, but Scott’s upper limb strength is superior, and he makes a breakthrough with a string of forearm blows that make AK a little dizzy. From there, Scott easily pulls off a snap suplex; the crowd boos the CBK, doing their best to wind the champions up. However, this just seems to amuse Scott and Lex, and sensing the need to keep the pressure piled on, Lex shouts to his partner for the tag. Scott gives a thumbs up, and whips AK back into his own corner; he and Lex double team her until the referee is on the cusp of taking action, whereupon Scott makes the tag, and Lex slips into the ring. Making the most of the switchover period, the CBK demonstrate their superb teamwork, as Lex delivers a backbreaker that is followed directly with a leg drop from Scott. As his partner rolls out of the ring in the nick of time, Lex makes the pin; the referee counts, and the crowd shouts in alarm, breathing an audible sigh of relief when AK kicks out at just after the 2 count. Lex doesn’t seem overly concerned by this; he hauls AK back on to her feet, and executes a reverse pumphandle slam. AK is looking quite dizzy by this point, and Lex stalks around the ring, as if saying “This is too easy!” which gets the crowd booing him loudly; Lex just flips them off, but the noise covers the sound of AK rolling back to her feet. RDK makes eye contact and raises an eyebrow, but AK shakes her head; she waits for Lex to turn around, and then belts him with a roundhouse kick to the knee. Lex is put off balance, and AK’s second kick with the opposite leg knocks him over into a half-crouched position; as Lex hurries to get up, AK jumps into a dropkick that hits Lex squarely in the chest. Lex is sent over backward, and AK rolls him up, sending the crowd nuts…Lex bursts out at just past the 2, looking shocked and angry.
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Samhain
Oct 29, 2005 14:17:34 GMT -5
Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 29, 2005 14:17:34 GMT -5
His attention grabbed, Lex steps up a gear; he leaps back to his feet, and batters AK with a barrage of forearm and elbow blows before hitting a powerbomb and pinning again. This time the count is a 2.5; RDK is now shouting for the tag, and AK shoves Lex off, scrambling for the switch. Lex, however, has other plans; he grabs his fleeing opponent’s ankle, and wrenches on it violently; AK grits her teeth in pain, but gathers her strength and continues to claw her way forward. RDK starts to stamp the apron, which sets the fans off as well, and Lex’s face starts to turn a bright shade of red as he has to commit more power to the hold; AK extends her arm, so that she and RDK are only centimeters away, the crowd is reaching a crescendo – and then the balance tips, and the whole arena explodes with sound as the pair connect, and RDK vaults over the ropes. The Macho Man storms into the ring with the speed and strength of a freight train; Lex finds himself on the wrong end of a mass of blows to his upper body, and the challengers prove that they can combine forces as AK jumps up on to the turnbuckle, and sends the crowd wild by running out along the top rope to springboard into a dragonrana. RDK sidesteps at the last possible second so that Lex doesn’t see the second attack coming, and then pins Lex as AK slides rapidly out of the ring; the fans think it might be over, and they count with the referee, 1…2.. – but Lex breaks out, and even the most diehard CBK haters are quietly impressed at his resilience. RDK and Lex get up, and Lex taunts RDK, directly challenging him and all his fans to live up to their huge reputations.
The two men move in on one another, and tie up, testing their strength; things are balanced for about 10 seconds, and then Lex’s sheer determination starts to help him push forward. He’s careful, however, not to make the same mistake as Scott, and so his advance is controlled; he abruptly switches tactics, and then DDTs RDK into the mat. Moving with great speed, Lex has only one thing on his mind as he dashes around behind his opponent; the crowd yells as Lex expertly applies the Lion’s Maul, and at once the audience realizes why Lex is risking the move on a relatively fresh opponent. As RDK struggles, Lex taunts him, telling him to give up and save his energy for the Main Event; it’s a terrible dilemma, and though the fans still shout and call for their hero, many of them are torn over what they really want. RDK is clearly fighting the battle mentally as well as physically; his hand wavers, and Lex whispers weasel words in his ear, close to achieving his aim… but he’s forgotten one piece of the equation. Realizing that a gamble is their only chance, AK jumps over the ropes and kicks Lex as hard as she can, breaking up the hold. The referee is understandably not pleased with this, and shouts at AK to get out – but this is nothing compared to the fury of Lex, who spins the referee around and yells at him at the top of his voice, demanding that AK and RDK be disqualified. Such is his anger that he completely fails to notice RDK coming at him from behind; the crowd roars as RDK grabs Lex and nails the Jabroni buster with immense force. RDK pins, 1…2…th – no! Lex kicks out, and even RDK looks surprised at the guts of the White Lion. Back on the apron, AK shouts for the switch back; RDK looks at Lex, but knows that he can’t afford another heavy loss of energy, and makes the tag without complaint. Lex, meanwhile, is both angry and dizzy, and Scott puts his foot down, demanding the tag as well. Lex sees the sense in this, and tags out to gains some recovery time as Scott and AK face one another for the second time.
There’s no standoff this time around; Scott and AK rush at one another, and AK bluffs Scott with an outstretched arm before switching into a spear, driving them both to the mat. They scuffle on the canvas for a few seconds, and Scott makes it up to his feet first; he performs his arm wrench / face kick combination, and as AK staggers with stars in her eyes, he hurriedly ascends a neutral turnbuckle. Making DDP-style finger points, Scott tracks his target, and as AK comes around into position he takes flight into a front flip diving neckbreaker to complete the “Heat Seeker”. The graceful yet devastating move has the crowd cheering loudly despite their dislike of CBK; Scott pins, and AK kicks out practically on instinct at the 3 count, which makes the crowd go nuts. Scott frowns, and gets back on his feet; he’s feeling tired himself by this point, and decides to push for the finish. As AK pulls herself up using the ropes, Scott raises his arm in the air; he waits for the perfect moment, and then nails the Assassination. The crowd groans, it must all be over now, and the referee counts, 1…2….thr – AK somehow kicks again, and now Scott looks stunned and more than a little worried. Worse is to come; the fans have started chanting “AK! AK!” and this time when Scott moves close, AK suddenly finds a second wind, whips him into the ropes and performs a spinning heel kick that leaves Scott reeling. Grabbing her foe, AK rushes across the ring and launches into the Fox Flip, making the fans go bonkers; Scott takes one hell of an impact, and AK pins. The referee and the fans count, 1…2… - Scott kicks on the very cusp of the 3 count, but the ref is diverted by Lex dashing into the ring to break the pin up. Lex brutally kicks AK in the face; this is enough to send RDK over the edge, and the crowd whoops and cheers, as RDK rockets into the ring, so that a four person scrap threatens to break out. As the ref tries to separate the two sides, Lex grabs Scott, looking angry.
Lex: What’s the matter with you?! Just pin the bitch and finish this! You almost lost us the damn belts!!
Scott shoves him back, becoming angry too.
Scott: What the hell does it look like I’m trying to do?
Lex: just give me the tag, all right? I’ll handle this!
The referee has managed to divide the teams; Scott and Lex look at one another, and then Scott silently slaps Lex’s hand, and steps out of the ring. While this is going on, a few of the fans notice that RDK and AK are very quietly conferring; the ref calls for the match to restart, and AK walks forward to meet her opponent.
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Samhain
Oct 29, 2005 14:19:42 GMT -5
Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 29, 2005 14:19:42 GMT -5
Nothing is held back as AK and Lex clash in the centre of the ring; punches and kicks fly in all directions, with both competitors searching for the elusive strike that they need to claim victory. With the adrenaline flowing, AK forces Lex back into the corner and uses the ropes for a savage pair of guillotine kicks; Lex though powers out, lifting AK up and rushing across the ring before slamming her down and pinning. He gets close to a 2 count, but by putting himself so close to his opponent, Lex opens up a chance for AK, and she makes full use of it, executing a drop toe hold on Lex as he swings and misses with a blow. Lex is draped over the middle rope, and the crowd cheers as AK pulls off one of her most distinctive moves, the Kitsune Kick. Lex travels almost halfway across the ring, and AK dives for the pin; she gets 2.5, and immediately breaks away to tag in RDK. Lex starts to crawl toward his corner, but RDK is too quick and catches up to him; he executes the Macho Slam, and the fans yell their lungs out… but again Lex kicks out close to the 3 count. RDK jumps up, and rushes over for another tag – the fans start to see what AK and RDK are doing, and once again Lex is left only the tiniest period in which to react before AK is back with him; Lex valiantly tries to fight his opponent off, but AK will not be deterred this time and the place erupts as she nails the Shockwave. The fans are ready to go ballistic, and the referee counts, 1…2…thr – kickout!! AK almost punches the canvas in frustration, and no one can quite believe it. But AK sticks to the plan, and hurries back to tag RDK; she whispers something to him, and RDK listens for a second before hurtling into the ring again…
Scott’s anger has dissolved as he watches Lex giving everything in defence of their titles; and now he puts their emergency plan into action. Scott reaches out for the tag; Lex nearly makes it, but RDK pulls him back at the very last moment. Scott yells and distracts the referee, claiming that he felt the tag; as the ref argues, Lex low – blows RDK, and then runs over and scoops up one of the tag title belts that Scott has quietly retrieved and placed on the edge of the apron. The crowd boos with fury as Lex rushes at RDK; AK slides in and blocks the attack, but takes a whack with the belt and falls out of the ring through the ropes. The corwd boos furiously and Lex laughs cruelly – and walks right into RDK, who grabs the belt and tosses it aside before nailing the Rockbottom. The fans go berserk, and the ref turns and sees the pin, sliding in to count – 1….2…thre – NO!! Lex gets a shoulder up, and now the fans are almost in shock, not even Scott expected that and was halfway into the ring to break the pin at the time. The crowd despairs, but RDK hasn’t given up; he hears a shout from behind him, and without questioning it, rolls away from Lex and slides into a tag to AK, who is hanging on to the ropes and pulling herself back up to the apron. AK doesn’t enter the ring; instead she runs along to the centre of the ropes, grabs the top one, and jumps up on to it. She jumps straight up, seeing that Lex is on one knee; as she comes down again she bounces, this time traveling higher as she is sent upward, and one or two of the fans with long memories are hit with a serious feeling of Déjà vu. Only when Lex is about to stand upright does she finally launch her most high – risk move; she gets a huge amount of air, and somersaults 360 degrees as she travels over the top of her opponent’s head. Cameras flash everywhere, as AK comes down and grabs Lex by the neck; she delivers the Stunner–esque finish to the Vixen Crusher with unmatched force, and Lex is completely out of it as his head hits the mat. RDK is ready to block Scott, but Scott can already see that there’s nothing to be gained now; AK makes the pin, and the audience makes the foundations of the building shake as the referee counts the 1,2,3.
Philip: Here are your winners… and NEW ACW Tag Team Champions, Alicia “Atomic” Kitsune and the Macho Man, RDK!
The fans are ecstatic as the bell rings; RDK springs over the ropes and sweeps AK off her knees, getting rather carried away in his joy at the victory. Scott looks as if he wants to kick something very hard indeed, but instead he comes and checks on Lex, who is only just regaining full consciousness after giving absolutely everything in a storming match. Taking the belts, AK and RDK leave the ring and head for the back, with RDK trying to decide which belt looks best on which shoulder; from the canvas, Lex glares after them; his eyes are blazing with anger, and the fans in the very front get a slight chill looking at his expression…
Fade out to commercials.
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Samhain
Oct 29, 2005 14:21:04 GMT -5
Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 29, 2005 14:21:04 GMT -5
Segment: ‘Last Stand’ (Credit: Kudo)
Kudo is shown in his locker room, viewing the plaque of the greatest graduates of his training academy. Kudo’s eyes are locked onto the empty space on the bottom right corner. The camera closes in and zooms on the replica plaque on Kudo’s lap, with the shiny empty gold piece reflecting off the lens. The rest of the Armada have also returned and are in the room with Kudo, giving moral support for his big showdown at Samhain.
Kudo: This space is meant for me. I will not be outdone by anyone, especially not BK London.
FSX(adjusting his boots on the side): You think you’re ready?
Kudo(taping up his wrists): I wouldn’t be here tonight if I wasn’t…I was already disgraced at Emperor of the Ring by losing in the finals when I was so close to taking R-3 and the Armada into the world title picture. It won’t happen again this time.
Jearus: You do hold the only pinfall victory over BK in your little competition.
Kudo: Maybe so, but it still doesn’t change the fact that we’re still even in terms of challenges. But tonight there’s no more of these little games, it’s going to be 30 minutes of the real thing. Back and forth, up and down, through hell and back - it’s going to be decided tonight who is the real winner.
Bre(smirking): You know we got your back. BK London won’t have a chance tonight.
Kudo: No…There won’t be any interruptions. I have a chance to redeem myself tonight. If R-3 is going to be ascending up the ACW ladder, I have to show that there is no dispute to my strength. (takes a deep breath) My foot is set on the rungs again, all I have to do is climb them. BK London right now is just a stepping stone to the next level.
Kudo tightens his headband and flips the ARMADA flag over his shoulders as he makes his way to the locker room door. Before he leaves, Kudo takes a look back at the plaque set on the table and lets out some final words: “This is the last stand --- I won’t lose…”
-Fade Out-
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Samhain
Oct 29, 2005 14:21:56 GMT -5
Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 29, 2005 14:21:56 GMT -5
Segment: Nature Calls (Credit: ??)
Samhain returns from a commercial break as smoke begins to bellow from the entrance way, as the sound of a deafening explosion can be heard, the fans look on in puzzlement at the unfamiliar entrance.
”DOA” by the Foo Fighters starts and the fans begin to wait for a sign of who is about to grace them with their presence, when a man walks out onto the stage; he has short brown messy hair, with blue eyes, and has a cocky, arrogant smile plastered across his face which none the less forms part of a deeply intense look. He is dressed in black training bottoms, and a plain white t shirt.
He stands at the top of the ramp and looks out onto the audience, old school ACW fans begin to boo and jeer as they recognise who is back on the stage, the man raises his arms to his sides as the new ACW fans begin to follow their older brethren…. they are booing Danny Richards.
Two bolts of lighting crash down on either side of him and he drops his arms, he walks to the ring and stares at random fans flexing his muscles, he rolls under the bottom rope and then raises his arms. The fans continue to boo and jeer the returning former Entertainment champion, he takes a microphone from someone at ringside and begins to talk.
Richards: You know, change can be the downfall of some people but to me it’s a lifeline. You see a couple of months ago I left the ACW for the greener pastures of the NWW, I became disillusioned with losing the Entertainment Title and became disillusioned with this company… Anyway, to cut a long story short I became NWW Champion Danny Richards. A pompus, arrogant, self-centered, egotistical jackass who ran around like he owned the place and whilst this attitude did bring me considerable success, defeating Scotty Mac and becoming one of the longest reigning champions ever.... it also proved to be my downfall. I didn’t respect my opponents enough, just like what happened in the ACW and I didn’t channel my rage leading to people like Rage and Cyclone beating me week in and week out and taking my title.....and then I got injured.
As I sat home with an injured and bruised neck I began to think and I came to realise that people no longer fear me, the name Danny Richards no longer inspired terror in the heart of my opponents, the money, fame, and promise of glory had eluded me and I had become nothing more then a puppet who barely gained victories each and every week...just like I did in the ACW.
So as I sat at home I began to think about how I could prove that I was truly a "Force of Nature" in that ring, prove to the jumped up pricks who doubted me that I am an outsider who has had a lucky break, that I was worthy of the NWW Championship, of the ACW Championship, that I truly was unstoppable.....I decided to get back the rage, get back the vicious streak I had running through my bones....running through my body and go back to becoming a true "Monster" and then I thought of the A....C....W.
So I trained for weeks and week, becoming harder.....stronger.....faster....more and more unstoppable as the time passed...and as I cut back on my sleep, as I ate less and less, as I gave nothing but blood, sweat and tears to my cause....My rage began to return...and all I thought about was hurting people, making them scream in agony, making their bodies contort in a number of different ways till they have no choice but to tap or pass out from the pain, I thought about destroying people and ending their careers and it excited me.
So pumped up and ready for action I have returned to the ACW....only to find it has changed entirely since I last stalked these halls, I see old enemies, new opponents, and the same jumped up fools running the show....So this is a warning to the entire Locker room, Danny Richards is back and looking for victims and this time I won’t stop with the Entertainment title, I won’t stop till I rule this company..... I stand before you all today, not as some perfect human who believes he can control destiny but as an athlete and as a monster in this ACW ring I will destroy anybody that stands in my way and the new era of wrestling, the new era of "The Force of Nature" Danny Richards begins soon.
Now I don’t know who the hell my first opponent back will be, but I do know that you will be dealt a really bad opponent in me you see, You will be used as my example to the rest of the superstars in ACW which includes a lot of people like Daredevil, TNT and Davey Marvel whom I have unfinished business with, that I am truly unstoppable, a force to be reckoned with in the ring and out of it. You see I’m gonna break every bone in your body to prove this point, that I am a monster, not perfect, not a rookie, hell not even a former NWW champion- a pure, unstoppable force of nature.
The only outcome for every ACW superstar in the coming weeks is a Rookie bomb or a force of nature and the one two three because soon the ACW will realize that once you become a monster you are always that monster so the ACW better prepare because The Force of Nature is coming your way.
He stares into the camera with a focused, intent almost scary look and drops his microphone, he raises his arms as the scene fades to black.
OOC Segment credit: Danny Richards.
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