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Samhain
Oct 29, 2005 14:22:42 GMT -5
Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 29, 2005 14:22:42 GMT -5
Match 4: Cell Block Tango Match - Three Way Barbed Wire Cage Rena vs. Bre Double T vs. Santiago Rivera (Credit: Daredevil) The fans’ attention is concentrated on the vicious sight of the barbed wire cage as it descends; the contestants in the next match are going to need all their courage and skill to survive this contest successfully. Philip waits in the ring.Philip: The following match is schedule for one fall, and is a triple threat barbed wire steel cage match! The rules are simple, the first person to gain a pinfall, submission, or escaping the cage will win the match! The first contestant…Rena Matheson! ‘Be Yourself’ hits and Rena Matheson emerges through the curtain to a hostile reaction from the fans. Rena of course ignores their jeers, concentrating on the match and walks down the ring. She looks up at the cage, wondering how dangerous this match may be to not only her but the other wrestlers involved. Philip: And the second opponent, from Rochester New York…Bre Double T! ‘Enter Sandman’ by Metallica hits and Bre Double T walks down through the Alphatron, getting a mixed reaction from the fans. His face antics mixed recently with the heelish tactics of the Armada have clearly caused a reaction amongst most members of the fans. Bre runs down, slapping the hands of the fans before jumping through the ring ropes, but instead of jumping onto the turnbuckles just watches Rena and waits for the final opponent. Philip: And finally, from Austin, Texas, making his official ACW debut…Santiago Rivera! Iron Man’ by Black Sabbath hits and Santiago walks out, and much like Bre gets a mixed reaction from the fans. The man brought in to replace Angelo Giovanni in the Senatorial Stable watches his opponents closely, before looking up and noticing the cage. He keeps his eye fixed on the cage as he enters the ring, and at that moment the referee signals for the cage to come down. As it slowly lowers, the fans notice that the barbed wire has been wrapped in between the cage walls. But as the cage drops to the ground, they also notice that there is a ‘roof’ of barbed wire, with little room for the wrestlers to escape from. The referee calls for the bell and we get ready to fight. Bell Rings. The three wrestlers watch on at each other, always making sure to look out for the first move. And it’s Rena that decides to move first, running over to Bre (who is facing Santiago at this point) and clubbing him in the back of the neck with an elbow. Rena smirks, but turns around to suddenly see Santiago walking towards her, so she does the only natural thing and jumps up, hitting him with a Jumping Spinning Sidekick. Santiago falls and Rena tries to set up the Fade to Black, but Bre has lost the effect of the elbow, and lifts Rena up to her feet. Rena scowls at him and tries to slap him in the face, but Bre manages to duck it, covering the arm and delivering a Fisherman’s Suplex. Bre jumps up to his feet, smirking and pleased with his work but doesn’t have time to celebrate as Santiago grabs him around the waist. Santiago goes for a German Suplex but Bre manages to land on his feet, and hits Santiago with a firm neckbreaker. Bre stands up, and sees his opportunity, beginning to climb the cage. However he immediately jumps off, wailing in pain and clutching his wrist. The camera closes up on the cage side, which shows a lot of the barbed wire wrapped around the cage walls. Rena meanwhile manages to get to her feet, and covers Santiago but the Texan manages to kick out before three. Bre slowly gets to his feet, along with the other two and now we’re basically back to the beginning. Rena and Santiago look at each other, and agree to try and take Bre out. They lock up with the Armada member, and manage to plant a double suplex on him. And before Bre can react the two jump up, delivering a leg drop/big splash ala the Hardy Boyz. Rena smirks at Bre, but as she turns around she gets knocked down by a huge Roundhouse Kick. Santiago makes the cover but Rena manages to grab hold of the ropes. Santiago groans a little, and climbs to his feet. He climbs to his feet, and notices Bre slowly getting to his feet. Santiago runs at Bre, but Bre catches him around the neck and hits him with a huge belly-to-belly suplex into the cage wall. The crowd are a mix of boh screaming and cheering and Santiago slowly falls to the ground, his back slashed open in several places. Bre tries to climb the cage - this time much slower than before - and slowly manages to make it near the top. He looks up, noticing the barbed wire roof and tries to weave his way through, and is nearly there when Rena starts shaking the cage wall. Bre jumps off, instinctively grabbing the barbed wire, and again screaming in pain. He jumps off, and just as his lands Rena hits a Spinning Side Kick to add to his troubles. The crowd cheer again as Rena appears to be the only one standing in the ring. She cracks a smile, and examines the cage wall to see if it’s decent enough to climb. She decides that it is, and slowly begins climbing. However Santiago has other ideas, grabbing Rena by the legs and pulling her down in a Schoolboy: 1......2......kickout by Rena!
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Samhain
Oct 29, 2005 14:23:23 GMT -5
Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 29, 2005 14:23:23 GMT -5
Rena jumps to her feet, clearly annoyed at Santiago, slapping him in the face. Santiago stares at Rena, and goes for the Mexican Cutter, only for Bre to save Rena at the last moment by hitting a Spinebuster. Bre jumps straight up to his feet, looking at Rena, and the two lock up. Rena manages to win this round, sliding through the legs of Bre and locking in a Crucifix pin, but Bre manages to escape. The two jump to their feet and lock up again, which Bre this time wins. He throws Rena into the cage wall and Rena manages to turn 180 degrees at the last minute to avoid her face getting contact with the cage. She thinks she’s safe (despite a little bloodied from the attack) until Bre comes in with a suicide dive. He squashes Rena in between himself and the cage, which leaves the two flat out in the ring. But the camera turns attention to Santiago, who is now on his feet and looking at the best place to climb. He decides to go for the turnbuckle, meaning the cage climb is reduced to about 5 feet, meaning less cuts to go through. As he slowly climbs the cage, he turns around, looking completely shocked as both Rena and Bre are slowly getting to their feet. Santiago turns and starts to climb quicker, ignoring the barbed wire as he gets to the top. Rena rushes over to the cage and begins shaking it, and Santiago almost falls. But as a last resort Santiago grabs one of the pumpkins, and hurls it at Rena. Rena freezes as the pumpkin lands over her head, exploding and covering her in pumpkin pulp. Naturally this knocks her out, and it is now down to Santiago and Bre.
Bre grabs the foot of Santiago, who tries to kick Bre down. Bre’s grip is too strong for the Mexican, and he forces Santiago to fall through the barbed wire, and into the ring. To avoid injury though, he performs a forward roll, bouncing up to his feet and almost bowing to the fans. The fans cheer, but it’s not for his aerobics, but for as he turns around, Bre delivers an Elbow Drop from the top rope. Santiago panics, grabbing the the referee who gets smacked by the elbow. The force of the move is still enough to send both the referee and Santiago to the ground, and bre lies on the floor trying to recover as there’s a sound from the crowd. The camera points to the ramp to see Jearus and Fallensouls of the R3 Armada running down to the ring. The fans at first curious to what they might be doing, as they both slowly climb the cage, and their plan looks more apparent as Jearus brandishes a pair of wire cutters. The fans near the front immediately start booing as Jearus cuts a large hole in the barbed wire roof. The hole is so big to a point that both Armada members can easily get through it at the same time. Whilst in the ring, Jearus grabs Rena and starts attacking her with some stomps, before dropping her and walking towards Santiago. He gets ready to attack but FSX stands in the way of Jearus, showing that he still has loyalty towards the Senatorial Stable. Jearus then grabs Rena, lifting her up and allows Santiago to perform the Burnout Kick, knocking her senseless. Jearus and FSX then climb the cage, carefully avoiding the barbed wire and leaving through the crowd to a huge chorus of booing and jeering.
After all that, Rena is down in the corner and Bre and Santiago are standing. They are both a little confused after the interference of the R3 Armada members, but immediately turn their attention to the open space in the cage above, and start scrapping whilst trying to get to the cage wall. Bre grabs Santiago by the head, throwing him head-first into the bage but fortunately for the Mexican he hits a part of the cage with no barbed wire wrapped around. Santiago manages to get to his feet, and quickly throws Bre off the second rope he was using as a ladder to climb up. Santiago now has the advantage, and starts climbing the cage, but before he can get anywhere Rena comes in with a low blow. She grabs Angelo around the legs and hits the Hell in Heels! She makes the cover but the referee is still down. He realises there’s a pin and slowly crawls over to make the count: ................1..................2..................kickout by Santiago! Rena screams in annoyance. She slowly rolls Santiago off her, and stands up, shouting at the referee. The referee (still grounded) covers his ears to avoid the screaming, which abruptly ends as Bre takes her down with a bulldog. Bre now has the advantage, and he begins climbing the cage. His arms and legs are getting slashed with every step, but he couldn’t care less as he slowly gets near to the top, and then the crowd cheer as he sails back down to the ground, as Santiago hits a huge Neckbreaker from 10 feet in the air. The crowd cheer as the two land with a thud in the ring, but cheer even more as Santiago gets to his feet.
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Samhain
Oct 29, 2005 14:23:58 GMT -5
Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 29, 2005 14:23:58 GMT -5
He’s a little dazed, but manages to keep concentration as he delivers an elbow to the back of Rena to make sure she stays down. He then starts slowly climbing the cage, eyeing the gap in the ‘roof’ of the cage. The crowd begin to cheer as it looks like there’s no hpe for either Bre or Rena, and Santiago reaches the top. He then looks down on his opponents. Some fans start yelling, telling him to jump down. Others shout ‘win the match’. The entire arena is split between this decision, but for Santiago there is only one decision. He leaps backwards in the air, performing his spectacular 1000th Trip To Hell Double Moonsault. He lands on Bre in almost slow motion, and also in the perfect pinning position. The referee makes the count:
ONE...... ............. .............. TWO...... ............. ........... ........... ........... THR-NO!!!
The crowd gasp as Rena manages to break the cover. As Santiago looks up in shock, Rena smashes him in the face with a Chick Kick (roundhouse kick to the head). Rena, bloodied and pumpkin-pulped looks at the hole in the roof, and climbs up the cage. The wire slashes her arms, and the blood pours down dripping into the ring. But Rena doesn’t care, and she makes it to the top, and with the fans cheering for her she decides to jump.......
And she lands, perfectly, right into the Spanish Announcer’s table, with the co-commentator Larry Rodriguez breaking her fall. The bell rings, but it is nearly lost under all the cheers for Rena.
Philip: Here is your winner...Rena Matheson!
The fans continue to break kayfabe, cheering Rena on as she is helped to her feet by ring crew nearby. She throws her arms up in joy, before slowly making her way down past the ring where she mockingly blows a kiss to both Bre and Santiago in the ring. She makes her way up the entrance ramp, leaving as the cage slowly makes it up. The camera takes a last view at Santiago, who is at the ropes, incensed at losing the match as we fade out.
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Samhain
Oct 29, 2005 14:24:41 GMT -5
Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 29, 2005 14:24:41 GMT -5
Segment: Reaching for the Gold (Credit: DD)
The sun in these days of mid-autumn sets much earlier than in the summer. The view out side of the ACW arena is a beautiful navy blue, and the sky is unusually clear of any clouds. This leaves the stars shining bright, and the moon lighting up the fields behind the ACW Arena. The camera notices someone running in the distance, out in these fields, and slowly focuses in on the mysterious man. The man notices the camera, and slowly walks towards it, with the moonlight shining further on his face the closer he gets to the camera. The man turns out to be none other than Dan ‘Daredevil’ White, and quite clearly sparks a negative crowd reaction. He stops his running as he reaches within five feet of the camera, and sits down on a bench. He looks up, admiring the stars.
Dan: So tonight, the second chance for Dan ‘Daredevil’ White, and the chance to finally shine in this federation. After all the bullshit I’ve been through, such as Jack McCarty, my over-ambitious brother and the ‘messenger’, otherwise known as Alicia Kitsune, meddling in my business. Well I’ve dealt with all that, and I can finally say that now I’m ready. The Macho Man RDK, he’s a strange guy, or more like some tosser with the mental age of six that happened to be blessed with a body that serves him well in this company. He’s a man who, like me has managed to defy the odds to come out on top. People such as BK London, Valmont and TNT most likely spring to mind, but unlike me he got lucky. Unlike me he had the luck of the draw to rise to the top. He was standing at the top of the federation when I signed my name on the dotted line here, and I have had to endure 14 months of hard work to get to where I am now. The Macho Man? He was just there at the right place at the right time, and had the World title slapped on his shoulder.
Dan looks down to the ground, and picks up a rock. He looks around, and stands up, hurling it as far as he can. Hands on hips, he watches it bounce a couple of time in the distance, hitting a bush. A crow’s nest is disrupted, and the magnificent birds soar to the sky, flying off in the same direction away from the Arena. Dan smirks, happy with his ‘childish’ doings, sitting back down on the bench. He looks up again, and notices a cloud slowly appearing over the moonlight.
Dan: But then Macho Man, what did you end up doing? Did you build the formations to a great legacy that would see you break world records in terms of the length of your reign? No, of course not. You see, that isn’t the Macho way to go, is it RDK? You turned against your ‘adoring fans’, you were the man that represented everything that the GFWWE wasn’t, and you turned against that. Instead you made the greatest move in your career, and joined forces with the then-chairman WCW 98. RDK you were on top of the world, you were the f’ing commissioner of this federation. You could book yourself against whoever you wanted, and when you wanted it. However like so much of your career, you blew it. Let us cut way back to 7 Deadly Sins 2004, and the World title match. You turned against what could have been, and you were more interested in getting back on the good side of the fans rather than pay attention to the match itself. Just imagine what it could have been? The duo of the Macho Man RDK and WCW 98, commissioner, chairman AND World champion? You would have been unstoppable, but you turned against all that in order to get a few cheap pops from the fans. You destroyed what could have been the strongest force in ACW-nay-wrestling history. Bigger than the Four Horsemen, bigger than NWO, bigger than Pain Inc.
Dan shakes his head is disgruntlement, looking up again at the sky, where a cloud has now completely covered the moonlight. DD smiles a bit, and stands up.
Dan: So what happened Macho? You spent 14 precious months trying to get back your illustrious belt, in a time period that saw you fluster and fail on many, many occasions. You spent time after time promising these fans the belt, and time after time you failed to deliver. Huh, I’m even surprised they still cheer you on despite your broken promises. But anyways, you’ve won your precious belt, you’ve had the glory you want from the fans, but now your time is up. The Untouchables are ready to ruin your parade Macho Man. And that, my friend, is the right touch.
Dan turns to the camera, and smirks, before turning around and running again, this time towards the ACW Arena. The cameraman turns off the camera, and we fade out.
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Samhain
Oct 29, 2005 14:25:42 GMT -5
Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 29, 2005 14:25:42 GMT -5
Segment: The Meeting (Credit: Hunter / Santiago / Hitman / FSX / Kudo / Jearus / Bre)
The scene opens in a large room with a giant table in the middle, the light bouncing off the table and finding its way onto the faces of those around them. Fallen Souls, the ever-present bringer of joy, stands at the head of the table, looking over the people in front of him. On one side sits Hunter, the Hitman of the Gods, Santiago Rivera (freshly cut and bruised from the cage), the Capitalists, and Will Anger, what's left of the Senatorial Stable. On the other side sits Kudo Yasuda, Bre Double T (who’s also just arrived after his match), and Jearus, representing the Armada. The two stables are not all very happy about being in the presence of each other's company, and Hunter and Kudo especially are staring holes into each other's foreheads.
FSX: So... I might as well start off by saying welcome.
No response. The two stables continue to simply stare threateningly.
FSX: ...I see. Anyhow, the reason we're here is because our stables are linked together and are held together by a common bond that neither of you seem to be wanting to let go. And that bond is... me.
FSX is not one to be vain. But hey, it's true.
FSX: And though I appreciate the sentiment, I find it annoying. It's like living with divorced parents. You guys always try to win over my friendship and you compete for me when you don't even realize that I don't have a preference. I'm staying in both stables whether you like it or not. But regardless, I'm tired of you guys always trying to entice me to leave the other stable. So, I've decided that here and now we will... come together, if you will.
The staring stops momentarily and they all look at him.
FSX: Ah, I have your interest now.
He reaches down and grabs something, then throws said something onto the table. The men's eyes trail the flight of the object, and once it crashes down they can easily see what it is that they are looking at.
Hunter: ...a clipboard?
FSX: ...no. Attached to that clipboard is a contract. I figure the only way to make sure you guys really trust each other and come together into an alliance is if you sign it legally.
Santiago: We could still break the law, though.
Jearus: Yeah, that's what I expect you guys would do.
Hitman: What's that supposed to mean?
Bre: We don't trust you, simply put.
Hunter: I concur with my fellow Rochesterian.
FSX: Look, guys, I know we all break laws every now and then, but still... how bad will it be if we all align?
Kudo: I don't want to combine our stables into one.
FSX: No no no. We're going to be our two separate stables, but if needed, we can mix and match for tag matches and what not. We're two stables under one alliance, one treaty if you will.
Will: Makes sense.
Fitsharris: What do we have to do?
FSX: We go around and sign it.
Kalb shrugs and grabs the clipboard. He flips through the papers, grabs a pen, and signs. Kevin Fitsharris follows, as does Will Anger. Santiago takes the clipboard and looks down at where his name should be.
Santiago: Ya know I haven't even been here that long and I'm already part of history. Oh and Bre about earlier, no hard feelings man. We may have fought and bled but it was a friendly match.... a friendly barbed wire steel cage match. Here ya go pea-brain.
And with that, he signs. He passes it over to Hitman.
Hitman: I admit... I had my past differences with Kudo with him thinking he was the evil and whatever but I guess it's safe to say the past is behind us and a bright new future looms over the horizon.
He signs and passes it to Hunter. Hunter simply stares at it.
Hunter: I want them to sign it first.
Jearus: Oh quit being so melodramatic and sign the damn thing.
Hunter: You first.
Jearus rolls his eyes and grabs the clipboard.
Jearus: Sign a contract, make a treaty with the enemy... just to take down a greater evil…
Jearus glares at Santiago.
Santiago: Hey guy, what's that glare for?
Jearus: You damn know what it's for; I had that match against Jake Cheng won, before you came out and screwed it up… damn.
Santiago: Alright, alright, so I made a mistake, but it was just my time to shine; no hard feelings man, we can settle this later if you still desire to.
Santiago extends his hand.
Jearus: Peh, just give me a pen.
Jearus signs the contract and passes it to Bre.
Bre: Kudo, FSX, I hope you know what you're doing...
He signs and passes it over to Kudo.
Kudo: FSX can go first.
FSX shrugs and simply signs his name without much to say.
FSX: Next?
Kudo: Well, Hunter?
Hunter: All right.
He takes the clipboard and signs. He gives it to Kudo, who stares down at the paper and chuckles.
Kudo: Don’t think I’m doing this because I wanna be friends with any one of you. There’s only one reason to sign this thing and that’s --- The Untouchables. You all saw our little “mishap” on Monday regarding them and the Armada. If there’s anything I learned from that, it’s don’t bite off more than you can chew. It’s obvious The Untouchables want to play the numbers game, currently having close to twice the amount of members in the Armada, but they failed to realize that we’re not the only ones that they have to worry about.
Kudo glances over at the Senatorial Stable and grins.
Kudo: So this final pen stroke is going to even out the playing field, if I may throw another cliché out there. We don’t have to like you, and you don’t have to like us, but it’ll be the binding of two groups set with one common goal – the fall of The Untouchables.
He signs it and X grabs the contract and holds it firmly in his hands.
FSX: Good, now we're all happy.
Hunter and Kudo both simultaneously get up.
Kudo: Well we're done here. If anything else comes up, handle it.
Hunter: Indeed.
They both turn around and walk out separate doors. FSX looks down at the clipboard.
FSX: Oh, I almost forgot. We need a name.
Will: For what?
FSX: The alliance itself. We all signed it, yeah, but I completely forgot about asking for a name.
Kalb: How about "the Awesome Alliance for Awesomeness?"
FSX: Unfortunately, we're not AAA.
Bre: "Fire and Glory"
FSX: Meh. We need an acronym.
Hitman: Why?
FSX: They're cool nowadays.
Santiago: How about "AGG?" "Alliance for a Greater Good?"
Jearus: Nah.
FSX: I got it! "KYSPBA!"
Hitman: Kiss Pee Ba?
FSX: Yes. It stands for, "if Kudo Yasuda and Steve Philips had a Baby, this Alliance would happen."
The room erupts into laughs, though no one is sure whether it's from the hilarity or the stupidity of the name.
Will: Come to think of it, KYSPBA's sort of catchy.
FSX: Then are we agreed?
They all nod. FSX smiles and writes it down in the contract.
FSX: Irreversible, since we all signed it.
Kalb: How will Hunter and Kudo react?
FSX: Don't know. But whoever tells them has to record it. It would make a nice home movie.
They laugh again and then all recline back in their chairs, continuing to discuss whatever they have on their minds. Though most of the members are now in good terms with each other, two are not. How will the "leaders" react to their stable's likes for each other when that's the furthest thing on their minds? Only time will tell, and time is running out.
Fade Out.
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Samhain
Oct 29, 2005 14:28:42 GMT -5
Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 29, 2005 14:28:42 GMT -5
Segment: Mexico's Finest (Credit: BK)
As the scene opens BK London is seen walking down the hallway still in his street clothes and he stops for some coffee to get energized for his match tonight. Just then one of the crew workers approaches him and says that the Chairman wants to see him and he quickly makes his way to the Chairman's Office. He reaches there rather quickly and opens the door to see Gingerdude talking on his cellphone.
Gingerdude: ...yeah so that's two large pizza with everything on it...yeah....uh huh...oh...I'm sorry Mrs. Wilkerson....well yeah your only one key different from the pi-- just forget it. I'll talk to you later. Great, BK your here.
BK: Yeah, I heard you wanted to talk to me. And uhh…can you make this quick? My match starts in about *looks at his rolex watch*..hehe..45 minutes. Anywhoo...yeah, what do you want to speak out?
Gingerdude: Well concerning your open challenge to any Luchadore superstar when we head to Mexico next week, I am here to inform you your challenge has been accepted,
BK: Really? By who?
Gingerdude: Actually I invited him to the show today, he's in my bathroom right now. Umm, I forget his name, can you come out now?
BK turns to the bathroom and out comes a well known superstar who gets a huge pop from the crowd. BK is perplexed and then he begins to chuckle to himself as he sips his coffee. The camera turns to the superstar and it proves to be Mr. Aguila or Papi Chulo as sometimes he is called.
BK: Well if it isn't Essa Ri--
Ginger: Shh. Ix-Nay on the ios-ray. WWE will sue the pants off us if we say it.
BK: Oh right right, um...Well if it isn't Mr. Aguila.
Mr. Aguila: Orale Senor London...como estas?
BK: Cut the small talk Spanish boy, we speak English here...for the most part. Now tell me, why did you answer my challenge?
Mr. Aguila: Uhh...how can I put it...I have been wanting to kick your ass.
Aguila gets a huge pop from the crowd and BK chuckles to himself. He walks over to him and taps him on the shoulder and smiles.
BK: You want to kick my ass? Alright. We'll see what happens on Meltdown, you've got about 4-5 days to get ready and we'll see who's ass will be kicked.
BK London walks out of the room and the camera closes in on Mr. Aguila, smiling at the thought of the competition when ACW heads to Mexico next week.
Fade Out.
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Samhain
Oct 29, 2005 14:29:19 GMT -5
Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 29, 2005 14:29:19 GMT -5
Match 5: #1 Contendership Match for the LHW Title Latino vs. Fallen Souls (Credit: BK) The next match has no weapons and no gimmick… but then a match like this hardly needs them. Philip waits for something vaguely resembling quiet before speaking.Philip: This match is scheduled for one fall, if Latino wins thats match then he will recieve a shot at the ACW Light-Heavyweight Championship! Coming to the ring weighing in at 192 pounds, hailing from Seoul, South Korea, Fallen Souls! "Eden" by To Destination rocks the ACW arena and the crowd give the Light Heavyweight Champion somewhat of a mixed reaction. Some roar his name and "Respect the X" but other jeer him for his armada status. FSX walks out onto the stage with the Light Heavyweight Championship locked around his waist and he slowly walks down to the ring. He hops up onto the apron and manages to jump over the top rope into the ring. FSX spins with his arms in the air, Michaels style and raises his Light Heavyweight belt in the air.
At that moment "OoOoOoOoOoOoh Latino" echoes throughout the arena and the crown nearly bursts out of their seats.Philip: And his opponent weighing in at 240 pounds, hailing in at New York, New York, Victor "Latino" Laureano! "War by Lowrider continues to play and Latino storms out through the curtains and sprints down the ramp and slides into the ring. FSX is in fighting stance waiting for him and as Latino gets in the ring the music halts and the bell rings immediately for the match to start.Latino and FSX are trading lighting quick blows in the center of the ring and neither man seems to be getting the upper hand at the moment. Suddenly Latino begins to capture the edge, pummeling FSX with right hands and trapping him in the corner. FSX begins to block himself from the blows and Latino picks him up and whips him into the other corner. FSX walks out the corner holding his back and Latino hits him with the backbody drop. FSX gets great height and lands on the ground as if he fell from the heavens and holds his back in pain as Latino beats his chest to a huge pop from the crowd. FSX begins to get up and Latino blasts him with a few punches to the side of the head before setting him up in a Suplex position. Latino gives the thumbs up to the crowd and hits him with a Suplex and hangs on, he seems to be going for the Three Shots early in the match but as he goes for the second Suplex FSX beautifully counters it into a Inside Cradle. The referee slides over to count but FSX rises up out of the pin and grabs both legs of Latino. He is attempting a Boston crab variation he calls the Souls of Insanity but Latino is refusing to turn over. Latino fiercely begins to kick FSX off, even managing to punch him off before FSX is kicked into the ropes. FSX bounces off those ropes and from the ground he catches FSX in a Monkey Flip but FSX lands on his feet. Latino surprisingly kips up to his feet and turns around only to receive a hard Spinning Wheel Kick right to the cranium. Latino is down on the ground and FSX covers him, hooking both legs but Latino gets his shoulder up off the mat after the second count. FSX quickly gets up - not bothering to argue the count with the referee - and stays on Latino with several stomps. He picks up Latino and elbows him in the face, which knocks him into the ropes. FSX now gives Latino's chest a lashing with a stiff knife-edge chop and the crowd responds with a resounding "WOOOOOOO" as homage to the Nature Boy Ric Flair. FSX delivers another shot to the chest of Latino and Latino keels over trying to catch his breath. FSX rises him up again and delivers a third chop that leaves Latino's chest a red color and whips him into the ropes. Latino bounces off the ropes and FSX maneuvers Latino on his shoulder, showing impressive strength but Latino slips off his shoulders and has him now in a Inverted DDT position but Latino instead goes for a Inverted Suplex. Latino manages to stall FSX in the air and FSX begins to shake his legs and now lands back in the ground on the first position, FSX turns his head and then sends Latino flying with a Release Northern Light Suplex into the turnbuckle. Latino hits the turnbuckles hard and then feels even more pain when he drops down and lands nasty on his neck. Latino clutches the back of his neck in pain and rolls out of the ring. Latino continues to hold his neck in pain and FSX wastes no time and rolls out the ring to capitalize. He knees Latino in the midsection and then begins hammering away with vicious forearms on the neck of Latino. FSX shows a fury we have never seen from him before now pounding away the back of Latino's neck with both hands. He even manages to drop and elbow on his neck as the referee begins the countdown from inside the ring. FSX picks up Latino from behind and pulls Latino toward him using his tights and locks him in a rear waistlock. FSX appears to be attempting to German Suplex Latino on the thin padded mat on the outside but Latino cleverly blocks it with his leg. Latino now fires back with multiple elbows to the side of FSX's head. FSX holds his head and staggers around, just then Latino grabs him for a Russian Leg Sweep and slams FSX's back into the ring barrier. The barrier shakes on impact and Latino picks FSX up and manages to deliver two more, hurting his already injured neck in the process. The referee is now at the 7 count and this match could end in a double count out but Latino gathers the strength to roll into the ring. Latino hops up to his feet and backs up, he looks at FSX getting up and then looks at the crowd then looks back at FSX and looks at the crowd. A devilish smile surfaces on Latino's face and he bounces off the ropes and throws caution out the window while attempting the Pitbull's Pounce (Suicide Plancha). This high risk maneuver proves not to pay off as FSX dives out of the way and Latino crashes and burns into the first row of fans. The camera closes in on Latino lying across the laps of the people in the front row filled with popcorn and soda pop. FSX approaches the scene and he begins to take it to Latino on the laps of the fans and now tells the fans to move out of the way as if it where an ROH event. FSX picks up Latino and hits him with a stiff sidekick right into the jaw. Latino drops to the ground and FSX continues to tell the fans to move and security backs them up as FSX hops over the barricade and rolls into the ring breaking up the count. FSX climbs to the top rope and the crowd sees Latino in the fans section and FSX nearly 15 feet away standing 9 feet in the air. The referee begins to tell FSX to not try it and FSX, like Latino earlier, throws caution to the side and dives off with a Flipping Plancha and manages to dive 15 feet from the top rope into the crowd taking out Latino. The crowd fills up with "Holy Shit" chants and "Respect the X" chants, the cameras get shots of the faces of the fans and they are in awe at what just happened. The camera closes on at the scene and both FSX and Latino are laying out in the crowd, FSX shows some signs of life and now begins to move but Latino lays motionless. FSX rises up and picks up Latino before tossing him over the ring barrier and hopping over himself. FSX now picks up Latino and rolls him into the ring before sliding in the ring himself, FSX crawls over onto Latino for the cover but surprisingly Latino kicks out right before three.
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Samhain
Oct 29, 2005 14:30:03 GMT -5
Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 29, 2005 14:30:03 GMT -5
FSX is now beginning to think to himself, what does it take to beat this guy? But he gets up and still continues to work on Latino rather than argue the count with the referee. Latino is up to a vertical position and FSX hits him with a Inverted Atomic Drop, Latino drops to his knees and bends forward and FSX bounces off the ropes to go for the Silence Scissors Kick but before he can get one foot in the air Latino strikes him with a dropkick in the face of FSX. FSX begins to get and so does Latino, Latino takes FSX down with a clothesline and FSX gets up and receives another, Latino seems to be getting his second wind in this so far competitive match up. FSX gets up and Latino punches him with a right, and then left, and then another right, and another left, the punches knock FSX on the ropes and Latino seems to be going wild on FSX and the referee pulls Latino off FSX and FSX beats his chest to the delight of the crowd. Latino whips FSX off the ropes and delivers a spinebuster that knocks the wind out of FSX. Latino now attempts to capitalize with a Texas Cloverleaf but FSX pushes himself up and begins to punch away at Latino. Latino releases the hold of FSX's leg and FSX kips up and out of nowhere takes down Latino with the Rainbow STO. Latino holds his already injured neck on the ground and FSX staggers over to the corner to catch a breath. Latino slowly begins to rise to his feet and rests in the opposite corner and FSX gathers the strength to charge at him. Latino launches FSX into the air, hoping for him to hit his head on the top turnbuckle, but FSX lands on the top rope. He manages to keep his balance but Latino quickly turns around and pushes his legs and FSX drops groin first on the top rope. The camera closes in on FSX's face and he is in a lot of pain and Latino sits on the top rope that FSX is on and the superstars are back to back. Latino begins to lift FSX by his arms and then stands up and the crowd now sees what is going on. Latino drops off the top rope and slams FSX down on the mat with a huge Super Macana's Blade (Razor's Edge from the middle turnbuckle). FSX is now lying on his stomach and Latino is also and the referee begins to count.
About 35 seconds later Latino slowly begins to crawl over and he turns over FSX on his back and lays his arm across his chest but he only gets a two count. Both Latino and the crowd can't believe that FSX kicked out of that move and Latino begins to get frustrated and Latino climbs up to the top rope and signals for the end. Latino dives off for a Moonsault as FSX is at a vertical base but FSX takes a step back and Latino lands on his feet, FSX now pounces of Latino and locks him in a Rear Naked Choke Hold with a leg scissors around his abdomen. FSX has the hold locked in and on his face shows much aggression, Latino tries to reach from the ropes and he can nearly see it but FSX shifts his weight and rolls Latino to the center of the ring and the crowd applauds. Latino slowly begins to fade away and the crowd begins chants for Latino, Latino now begins to show some life and he grabs the face of Latino rakes his eyes. FSX quickly releases the hold and holds his eyes and Latino rolls out onto the apron. He begins to use the ropes to help him up and FSX is already up, Latino rises up and FSX decks him with a right hand. Latino hits FSX with a few right hands and then attempts to shoulder thrust him in the gut but FSX gets his knees up and Latino stays bent over on the ropes. FSX quickly bounces off the adjacent ropes and delivers a Silence Scissors Kick that rocks the foundations of the ring. Latino's head is driven into the mat and he rolls into the ring and FSX covers him for the one, two, thre-- kick out. FSX now begins to get restless and he signals for the end. FSX picks up Latino and apparently is setting him up for the Unprettier, FSX nails it and then bridges up locking in the infamous Cattle Mutilation, one of the most dangerous submissions in wrestling. Latino screams in pain but he only has to stretch his foot only so far to get it on the ropes. FSX keeps the hold locked in until the four count where he releases and the damage has already been done.
FSX rises up and he stalks Latino from behind, Latino begins to rise up and his arms must be killing him and FSX hoists him up on his shoulders for the Soul Transfer. FSX spins him in mid air, going for the Emerlad Fusion but Latino counters it in mid-air into the Switchblade Cut to a huge pop from the crowd. Latino holds his shoulders in pain but knows he must endure the pain to deliver the final nail in the coffin. Latino climbs to the top rope and FSX feels Last Night's Hangover for the one, two, three.
Philip: And the winner of this match, and No. 1 Contender for the Light Heavyweight Championship, Victor "Latino" Laureano.
"War" hits and every member of the crowd shoots up out of their seats at the same time, cheering and applauding not only the victor, Latino but this wrestling clinic that the two put on. Latino manages to rise to his feet and the referee attempts to raise his arm but it is still hurting from the Cattle Mutilation so the referee simply points to him. Latino rolls out of the ring and looks at the stage and then looks at the crowd. He then hops the ring barricade and decided to walk through and celebrate with his fans in the audience as we fade out to the next segment of our October spectacular.
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Samhain
Oct 29, 2005 14:31:52 GMT -5
Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 29, 2005 14:31:52 GMT -5
Commercial Segment: ‘Desti-KNEE’ (Credit: Kudo) ACW fades out into a self promotional PPV message. A man in a deep voice provides the voice over: Voice Over: In accordance with Albright Action co., Alpha Championship Wrestling proudly presents:“Desti-KNEE: The Kudo Yasuda Story” Promotional footage begins to show in accordance to the voice over. Voice Over: See Kudo Yasuda’s rite of passage from his teenager days and early adult years training and working in Japan. Never before seen footage of the strict schedule of schooling as well as Kudo’s most prominent matches, including the rare match where he is endowed “Mr. K.O.”Sample footage begins to show of a very young Kudo being forced to improve his backwards arch angles for suplex bridges as well as rare quality scenes from his dominating performance in his first knockout victory. Voice Over: Follow Kudo’s journey through different wrestling gyms: Feel with him the success of getting in, and the failure of being kicked out. Scenes of an apparent Dragon, Tiger and Lion school are shown as well as other gyms that are displayed too quickly to recognize. Voice Over: Witness Kudo’s buildup as a wrestler and as a human being raised in Japan leading up to his extraordinary debut in an ACW ring against Junior champion Anthony Kalb. This 2 disc DVD package explores the wild ride that Kudo takes us all on from his best matches in Japan to winning the ACW Entertainment Championship in his 3rd match!Clips of old Japanese wrestling teachers straightening out Kudo’s body with a long tree branch as well as footage from his matches from ACW are shown. Voice Over: And as a free bonus disc in the DVD package, get the inside scoop on Kudo from close friends, family, teachers, fellow wrestlers and Kudo Yasuda himself. Get the real story of how Kudo developed the devastating Yakuza Knee strike and hear the stories from those who had to take it in a match. Discover things about Kudo you never wanted to know from those closest to him. Find out how his first day backstage in an ACW event turned out, what his favorite animal is, how many hotdogs he can eat in 2 minutes, and MORE!!Desti-KNEE: The Kudo Yasuda Story, available soon wherever DVD’s are sold. Reserve your copy NOW!!
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Samhain
Oct 29, 2005 14:32:53 GMT -5
Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 29, 2005 14:32:53 GMT -5
Segment: The Return of a Hero (Credit: Tornado, DD)
Camera focuses on Daredevil sat in his locker room anticipating for his title match later that night. He is sat on a chair in the centre of the room going over in his mind what could possibly happen.
The door opens and Daredevil looks up. An expression of surprise tinged with fear flashes across his face before he restores a cocky expression. The camera pans round to see Tornado in the doorway.
DD: What the fuck do you want bitch? I’m trying to prep…
Tornado (cutting him off): Man I thought you were stupid but not THAT stupid. You know exactly why I’m here. Or don’t you remember our little run in 4 years ago?
DD: Hey, that was accidental, I didn’t break your neck on purpose.
Tornado: I don’t know…..you were completely obsessed with your title, you would have done ANYTHING to keep it, including ending my career...
A look of hate forms on Tornado’s face and he advances closer to Daredevil’s position. Daredevil acts unfazed and stays exactly where he is, he folds his arms in an attempt to front Tornado. With all the cocky exterior people could be forgiven for thinking that Daredevil was completely unafraid, however, his eyes tell a different story.
DD: What happened at SWF should stay at SWF, so what you broke your neck. No-one gives a fuck! You didn’t deserve a shot at my title so I made sure you would never get one.
Tornado: You low-down filthy piece of scum!
Tornado raises his fist and makes to attack Daredevil, but thinks better of it. As his fist drops back down to his side Daredevil laughs.
DD: You always were pathetic. I mean look at you. You’ve come here, expecting to pick a fight with the best there is! After tonight, the Untouchables are going to become the greatest thing since sliced bread. I mean slow it down a little, at least go to Fallout or something and try your skills against the might of El Froggy or Gary.
DD smirks at his comment. He stares at Tornado, with that cocky smile the ACW fans have come to know and despise.
DD: You know what your problem is? You’ve got no balls. You can’t even punch me before you back away.
Tornado squares up to Daredevil, who rises to his feet, as they glare at each other Tornado presses his face right into Daredevil’s.
Tornado: Scared? Of you? Don’t make me laugh! I’m not gonna attack you here because unlike some wrestlers I don’t wreck people’s title shots.
He pauses, waiting for a response but nothing comes.
Tornado: We’ll see how scared I am when you and me face off in the ring. I’m gonna beat you to a bloody pulp, I guarantee it.
Tornado, deciding that he’s said all that needs to be said, turns and begins to walk off. Daredevil seems slightly dazed by what just happened but he soon regains his senses and pick up the steel chair he was sitting on. He swings it at Tornado, hitting him between the shoulders. Tornado falls to his knees.
Daredevil walks around Tornado, who is still on his knees. He grabs Tornado by the head, twisting it to one side.
DD: I could snap your neck right now if I wanted. Wouldn’t that be a shame?
Daredevil presses his face right into Tornado’s.
DD: I swear in my matchup with you I’ll do my best to make it a no-DQ match and if I’m successful you better be worried ‘cos I’m gonna be out to end your career…..again.
Daredevil laughs and walks out of his locker room, leaving Tornado on his knees in a stunned silence.
Fade Out.
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Samhain
Oct 29, 2005 14:34:20 GMT -5
Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 29, 2005 14:34:20 GMT -5
Segment: Intense meeting (Credit: BK)
The scene opens up and once again BK London, who's becoming a very busy person on this PPV, is shown looking on a wall. He looks like he is concentrating reading something and then a smile comes on his face. His arm rises and he begins writing and then puts the pen down, all of a sudden ACW Lovable Gary appears behind the International Champion.
Gary (screaming): HEY!
BK nearly jumps out of his sock and he turns around clutching his heart and breathing heavily. He sees Gary smiling behind him and an angry look comes over the face of BK.
BK: Do NOT do that again. Now what the hell do you want?
Gary: Well I was noticing you were signing up for the 2005 Chairman For a Day Battle Royale.
BK: Yeah, so what's it to you assclown?
Gary: Last year I was in the Chariman for a Day Battle Royale too. You remember...
BK: Uh..I seem to have no recollection of that event.
Gary: You don't remember, RDK grabbed Jake and I grabbed you and..
BK quickly puts his hand over the mouth of Gary and sweeps his leg bringing him to the ground. BK looks around to see if anyone is witnessing this act and now he begins to talk.
BK: Listen...if you even mention a word of what happened last year I will tear your Adam's apple out and kick you so hard in the groin that you'll have a vagina! Got It!
Gary: But I was just going to say...
BK rises up from the mat and he pulls Gary up by his ACW shirt, stretching out the fabric of the collar and raises his arm and Gary closes his eyes and trembles in fear but slowly opens it to see BK's arm nearly frozen in air. BK tries his best to punch Gary but then turns around and the camera reveals RDK holding BK's arm and BK slowly turns and releases the grip around the collar of Gary. Gary manages to run behind RDK and RDK stares at BK and BK stares at RDK, RDK looks like he is about to explode at any moment so BK backs away as to say its not time yet. RDK continues to stare at BK as he continues to walk backwards down the hallway, BK bumps into a crew worker and he aggressively tosses him into a stack of pipes, not taking his eyes off RDK for a second.
Fade Out.
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Samhain
Oct 29, 2005 14:44:05 GMT -5
Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 29, 2005 14:44:05 GMT -5
Match 6: First Blood Match Hunter vs. Davey Marvel (Credit: Latino) Anticipation is high for the grudge match that is about to occur; both Hunter and Davey are known for holding nothing back, and the fans are expecting something spectacular.Phillip: This next match is a First….Blood Match! The rules of this match are that there are no disqualifications nor are there any pinfalls or submissions. The winner must be the first person to make the other bleed from a part of his body. Introducing first from Rochester, NY weighing in at 245 lbs….Hunter! "Painkiller" plays as the fans are on their feet cheering loudly for the Rochester Native. The camera pans around the arena as many hold up signs that say “Hunter > Davey” and “Hunter for World Champ.” It now zooms in on a row of people that all together spell out “I came from Rochester to bring Hunter Nick Tahoes” Hunter finally comes out as he walks through the curtains. He looks around towards all the fans in the arena and fire explodes all around him. Without it even phasing him, he holds his hands high up garnering another big response to the fans. Hunter runs down to the ring and slides under the ropes. He quickly gets to his feet and stands on the second rope, playing off to the crowd. He climbs the turnbuckle raising his arms to the fans as his opponent is announced.Phillip: And his opponent from Escabana, MI weighing in at 223 lbs….part of the Untouchables….Davey Marvel! The fans in the arena get on their feet as they start booing Davey. “New Millennium Homes” by Rage Against the Machine starts to play as he makes his way to the ring. He has a very calm and collective body language to him as he disregards the fans despite some still leaning over the railing with their arms stretched out. He jumps on the apron with his hood still barely covering his eyes. Marvel steps into ring as he moves between the ropes and then flips off his hood as he spreads his arms straight to the side. The fans boo once again in response as Davey looks over at Hunter whom is more than ready to start the match.The Bell Rings.Just as the bell rings throughout the arena, Hunter attacks Davey from the side pushing him against the ropes. He keeps throwing repeated punches directed at various areas of Davey’s face. Marvel puts his arms up trying to block the move and then gives Hunter a swift knee thrust to Hunter’s stomach. Marvel grabs Hunter by the hair and rams him headfirst into the top turnbuckle. He reaches over Hunter and unties the turnbuckle padding. Now getting it free, Davey throws it to the fans and stands up Hunter. He whips Hunter in the opposite direction, still holding onto his arm, and then pulls him back straight into the original turnbuckle. Hunter runs right into the corner once again slamming his head into the steel corner. He falls back onto the mat as Davey starts climbing the turnbuckle. The fans are now chanting “Hunter! Hunter! Hunter!” as Davey yells out to the fans while trying to keep his balance. Davey starts walking on the ropes and once getting the appropriate balance runs off for a few feet and then jumps off with a roaring elbow. Hunter rolls out of the way as Davey is high in the air. Marvel hits the mat hard to the much delight on the fans. Hunter forces himself back up onto his feet and grabs his face trying to see if he’s bleeding. He looks at the Referee who shakes his head “No” and then immediately gives Davey a kick to the face. He then runs back to the ropes and then slides underneath in true baseball slide fashion. Hunter flips over the apron and quickly grabs a steel chair. He rolls back into the ring and throws the chair at Davey hitting him on the shoulder. Hunter jumps up and comes down with a big elbow on Marvel’s neck. Hunter carefully holds Davey’s head with his legs and then places the chair underneath Davey’s leg. Hunter jumps up and slams Davey’s head into the chair. He steps to the side and pulls Davey back up to his feet. He Irish Whips Davey across the ring and into the corner turnbuckle. Hunter starts running towards him with a spear but Davey welcomes Hunter with a firm kick to the face. Hunter spins around and Marvel grabs him and lifts him up vertically. Davey spins around 360 degrees and then falls back. Hunter comes down and smashes his head against the turnbuckle steel post hard. He leans over and then falls off the edge slamming into the apron and then taking another bump onto the outside mats. The camera zips back to Davey whom is smiling as he looks down to Hunter. He keeps a firm grasp on the ropes and then forces himself back on his feet. He runs across the ring and bounces off of them gaining more speed. He runs up the turnbuckle and then dives off towards Hunter with the Drop the Bomb. The fans are going full of energy now as they are chanting “HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!” The Referee slides under the ropes trying to check on the two men. Davey rolls over as he’s trying to regain his composure. Hunter is moving slightly but due to the amount of punishment he’s just had it’s hard for him to get up on his own will. Marvel grabs onto the barrier getting himself up and back on his feet. He favors his back a bit as the last maneuver definitely took a toll on it. Marvel starts walking to the nearest side of the ring and flips over the apron. He reaches under the ring and slowly pulls out a table as the fans give out a slight cheer at the sign of more violence. He stands it up and pulls the legs out. Marvel now stands the table up and starts walking back towards Hunter. As he turns the corner a loud ding is heard as Hunter slams the time keeper’s bell across the face of Davey. Marvel stumbles back but doesn’t bleed as the Cameraman focuses on Davey to make sure to get the best shot. Hunter drops the bell and grabs a hold of Marvel. He gives him a jab with his elbow and then another forcing Davey back towards the table set up earlier.
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Samhain
Oct 29, 2005 14:44:50 GMT -5
Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 29, 2005 14:44:50 GMT -5
Hunter grabs Davey by the head and tries for a Hanging Vertical Suplex but Davey blocks the move keeping his feet firmly on the ground. He knees Hunter in the torso and then grabs him the waist. He lifts up Hunter with a very high belly to belly move slamming him onto the table. Davey falls back against the ring looking with surprise, as Hunter didn’t break through the table. He gets back up and drags Hunter back off the table. Marvel pushes Hunter against the barrier and climbs on top of it. Davey pulls Hunter on the barrier and then with Hunter’s back turned to him pulls off the Aztec Suplex while turning slighting. Hunter gets thrown back into the table this time breaking it completely apart. Davey hits the mat hard but it’s obvious how worth it is as Hunter is rolling around the mat in immense pain. As the minutes pass, Davey reaches under the ring once more and pulls out another steel chair. He gets up waiting for Hunter to get himself back on his feet. The fans are now chanting “HUNTER! HUNTER! HUNTER!” over and over again. He starts to get up slowly first to one knee and just as Davey is about to swing Hunter picks up Davey onto his shoulders. He quickly swings Davey around, as the chair falls, and then completes the Rage with the Rock Bottom right on top of the chair. The fans are cheering more and more now as Hunter gets himself back up and rolls back inside the ring. He looks around and sees the chair from earlier still lying inside the ring. He grabs the chair waiting for Davey to get back in the ring. Marvel on the outsides gets himself on the apron, with his back to the ring. Hunter comes from behind and he’s just about to swing the chair, but away from the camera’s view it’s pulled right out of his hands. It zooms back and reveals that Rena pulled it away. Hunter yells at her and grabs the chair. Both are now at a tug of war trying to keep the chair. Davey comes from the side with A Fire Inside. He keeps attacking Hunter with a large barrage of punches, elbow strikes and kicks. Marvel backs off Hunter moving a few feet back and Rena goes to strike him with the chair. Hunter ducks the swing and gives Rena a Killer spear slamming her deep into the mat. Davey rolls back into the ring and is about to attack Hunter when suddenly everyone hears over the speakers…..
The Real F'N Deal
TNT comes out at a run, sending the crowd absolutely berserk with amazement; he slides under the ropes and Hunter looks back with a big look of surprise. He swings the 2x4 smacking Hunter across the face. He falls down to the one knee and still no blood is shown. Davey swings hard with the chair flat across Hunter’s face. He looks down and is pissed once again as there is no signs of blood. Davey throws the chair on the mat and stands up Hunter. He whips him but pulls him back and wraps his arm around their neck. Davey lifts Hunter onto his shoulder and within seconds pulls off the Davey Driver 06’ slamming Hunter’s face right into the chair. Just as Davey rolls out of the way TNT comes down at Hunter with the 2x4 right on Hunter’s face this time breaking it (the 2x4) in half. The Referee pushes TNT away and calls for the bell. Phillip: Here is your winner….Davey Marvel!
As the bell echoes throughout the arena, TNT and Davey meet eye to eye. Both exchange a nod and then shake hands as they look down at Hunter’s bloody face. Rena comes back inside the ring and the new couple embrace in a hug. TNT climbs the turnbuckle as he raises his arms to the fans garnering a kayfabe-bending cheer from them. He jumps down, having successfully returned back to the A…C…W.
The show cuts to a commercial break.
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Samhain
Oct 29, 2005 14:45:26 GMT -5
Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 29, 2005 14:45:26 GMT -5
Segment: ‘Wildcard’ (Credit: Kudo)
Kudo is shown approaching the arena, his match coming up soon. He’s in the area right before the entrance ramp and is stopped by top ACW interviewer, Charlotte King.
Charlotte: Kudo! May I get a last word from you before your Iron Man match with BK London?
Kudo stops hopping up and down from psyching himself up for the match and walks over to Charlotte.
Kudo: For you, two words.
Charlotte(smiling a little bit): Well, in a few moments you’re going to be wrestling for 30 minutes with one of ACW’s top veteran stars, BK London. Is there any nervousness or last minute thoughts that are going through your head?
Kudo(grinning a bit): Well I was clearing my mind just now before you sidetracked me, but don’t worry about it sweetheart, because I’m already too mentally and physically prepared for this match. If any moment is going to define my future in ACW, it’s this. So are there butterflies in my stomach? Definitely not.
Charlotte: That’s very good to hear. It sounds like you both will make this a great match to watch. But I have to ask you, are you at all worried about how much stamina you have before you can take down BK London? You’re known for your confidence but in such a high profile match such as this, there must be some things on your mind, minutes before.
Kudo: I’ll make this perfectly clear Charlotte: Yes, I’m confident, but I have every damn reason to be. You see, ACW is like a deck of cards. You have the kings, the aces and...the jokers. And take a guess at which category BK London falls into. You see Charlotte, the stage is set. Here we are at Samhain, a buzzing crowd of tens of thousands of ACW fans, Kudo versus BK London, champion versus champion, tied 2-2 and going for a guaranteed minimum of 30 minutes of non-stop action. Charlotte, I am just 20 steps and 35 minutes away from my destiny. There’s nowhere else for me to go but up and if it means taking down BK London along the way, then that’s what I’ll do. I’ll show the world right now the difference between a joker……and an ace.
Kudo resumes stretching and hyping himself up as Charlotte takes this as a cue for her to leave. The camera closes in on Kudo’s eyes, presenting an invigorating sense of determination.
-Fade Out-
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Samhain
Oct 29, 2005 14:45:55 GMT -5
Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 29, 2005 14:45:55 GMT -5
Segment: 30 seconds before 30 minutes (Credit: BK)
As we come back we get a shot of both announcers for the night, Maxwell McNally and "Fast" Eddie Edison, they talk about how great and fast paced the last match was before heading off to Kevin Anderson.
Edison: That match was DAAAAAANNNNNNGERRROUSS!!
McNally: You can say that again Double E, words cannot explain the wrestling clinic that those two superstars just put on and the fans are ate up every second of that match. But up next a rivalry between two of the top superstars in ACW...the Entertainment Champion Kudo and the International Champion BK London. Right now, we cut to our resident ACW Interviewer, Kevin Anderson.
The scene opens up with a shot of ACW Announcer Kevin Anderson standing by with a mic in his hand ready to conduct an interview.
Kevin: Thanks guys, well right now I am standing next to the very man who will have to last 30 minutes against the nearly unstoppable Entertainment Champion, Kudo, the International Champion, BK London!
The camera pulls out revealing BK London sporting his "And on the eighth day, god created BK London" T-Shirt, with the International Championship resting quietly on his shoulder. A smirk lies across the face of the IN Champion and the crowd continues to boo him.
Kevin: Now BK, we are just moments away from your 30 Minute Iron Man Match against Kudo tonight, do you have any thoughts going in right before this match?
BK: Hehe, do I have any thoughts before this match? What kind of question is that huh? If you were even able to attempt to comprehend what is going through my mind at the moment your head would explode, so let me break it down to you. My only thought in my head tonight is me standing over a bloody Kudo, being named the victor of the match. You see, you may not know this but this match believe it or not is one of the crucial points of my career.
Kevin: It is? But your going up against the Entertainment Champion Kudo? A man who holds the title in the lower rank than you?
BK: Well thank you Captain Obvious. You see around this time of the year is when I really pull out all the stops, and my match with Kudo tonight will determine if I can still hang around with the top stars - the big boys in ACW. Last year I faced Latino in a Streetfight, and even with losing that match...I put on one hell of a match that pushed me up to main event status in ACW, and tonight that very same thing can happen. As I said earlier, this match can either make or break my career...it can either prove that I've still got the same stamina, the same wrestling ability as when I was ACW Champ...or if it is really time for the new generation to take over. But tonight! I promise...no - I guaren-dam-tee that one way or another..I will pull off something spectacular.
Kevin: But surely you don't underestimate the in ring prowess of Kudo Yasuda?
BK: Of course not numbnut, I've watched Kudo's matches very closely over the past month and I know exactly what I am up against. He's a very unorthodox superstar, and can nail that Yakuza Knee Strike out of nearly anywhere...But I can also nail the Shades of Michaels out of anywhere. And I am confident that as I stated on Warfare, the Shades of Michaels will put away Kudo.
Kevin: Strong words, but what about earlier tonight…we saw you enter the building and look at an RDK picture and say "Your next"? Wassupwitdat?
BK: Wassupwitdat? I know...*BK wags his finger at Kevin*..you...you've been listening to those Vanilla Ice CDS haven't you...your just a giant magnet for crappy music aren't you? But that's not the point for tonight, and I pledge that after I'm done with Kudo…I begin my chase back for the World Title that has evaded me for the past 8 months.
Kevin: Any last words before you head into your match tonight?
BK: Yes, yes I do. Kudo, Samhain...will be mine!
BK walks out of the camera shot and Kevin Anderson looks at him as we slowly fades out.
Fade Out.
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