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Post by Latino on Nov 16, 2005 19:46:03 GMT -5
ACW Proudly Presents: MachoManiaSaturday 19th November 2005 Schedule of Matches: ------------------------------------------------- ACW Junior Title – Gauntlet Match Fitzharris vs. Tracy Finn, theonlyredsfan, Rawt ------------------------------------------------- 6 Woman Tag Team Match Kiley, Veronica Jacobs, and Big Bertha vs Carma Langely, Dixie Clements, and Eva Naurelle ------------------------------------------------- Soviet Union vs The World - Ladder Match Vladimir vs. El Rey ------------------------------------------------- Blockbuster Match Hunter vs. Davey Marvel ------------------------------------------------- ACW Light-Heavyweight Title Match Fallen Souls vs. Latino ------------------------------------------------- I-Quit Match Daredevil vs. Tornado ------------------------------------------------- ACW International Title Match Russian Chain Stipulation BK London vs. Hitman of the Gods -------------------------------------------------
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 19, 2005 15:03:31 GMT -5
Ah, it’s good to be home. As fabulous as the tour audiences have been, there’s nothing quite like a big show at ACW’s own arena, and the place is packed out as the camera opening shots cover the throngs of eager fans. Banners are waved, people cluster to get their faces on TV… all is right with the world.
Once the panning shots are done, the arena darkens; the fans whoop and cheer, and then an unfamiliar song starts to blast from the PA system. It’s bouncy, frothy eighties pop, of the “so rubbish it’s actually not” category; as the lights start to flash and illuminate the stage, the fans can see that there are a number of gorgeously dressed dancers strutting their stuff. And as the fans watch, they get a big surprise; AK comes out wearing what can only be described as the world’s supply of sequins and silver fabric, fashioned into a disco-tastic version of her usual attire. She’s also got a head mic on, and as the verse hits, she starts to sing….
AK: I don't want no seven stone weakling Or a boy who thinks he's a girl I'm after a hunk of a guy An experienced man of the world There ain't no way that I'll make do With anything less than I'm used to If I have a man tonight He's gotta be right, right, right….
The chorus hits, accompanied by a suitably lavish burst of pyro…
AK: He’s gotta be… So Macho! He's got to be So Macho! He's got to be big and strong, enough to turn me on…. He's got to have, big brown eyes Be able to satisfy He's got to be big and strong, enough to turn me on!
I'm tired of taking the lead I want a man who will dominate me Someone who will love and protect me And take care of my every need Now I don't mean to be personal But a guy like that's more preferable In my humble point of view Than any of you….
A spotlight hits the stage, and the whole arena goes berserk as RDK makes his appearance, wearing his shades and carrying his two belts; he poses as only the Macho Man can, in time with the final chorus.
AK: He’s gotta be… So Macho! He's got to be So Macho! He's got to be big and strong, enough to turn me on…. He's got to have, big brown eyes Be able to satisfy He's got to be big and strong, enough to turn me on, and on, and on…..
Macho man -Ooh I'm in need of a Macho man -Ooh I'm in need of a man... He's got to be... A Macho Man!
The song concludes, drawing an enormous cheer from the fans. The dancers skip out, and AK gets a hug from RDK before she follows them, leaving the man of the night to greet the ecstatic hordes.
RDK: OoOoOoOoOoOoOH YEAH! Now that’s what I call an introduction, Brudahs!
The crowd is chanting “R-D-K, R-D-K”, and RDK has to wait a minute or so before he can speak again.
RDK: The Macho Man thanks all of you Machomanics, Brudahs and Sistas! I won’t hold up the show by running my mouth for hours and hours… I just came here to guarantee that tonight you’re going to see one heck of a show! We’ve got gauntlet matches, two title matches, and a whole lot more besides… so let’s get this show on the road! I’ll see you all later in the evening, so for now, enjoy the grand spectacle of the A-C-W!
The fans cheer even louder, and RDK takes a bow before heading into the back. The alphatron comes to life, and the first backstage scene of the night commences…
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 19, 2005 15:05:00 GMT -5
Segment: A juicy scenario (Credit: Santiago)
The scene opens to the Senatorial Office where Santiago is seen sitting at the bar and Kevin Fitzharris is reading a magazine.
Kevin: Who the hell is this guy People named Sexiest Man? I so should have won that! I submitted that application and everything!
Santiago takes another drink from his beer.
Santiago: Kevin, you don't submit an application for it. They just name people.
Kevin: Then what did I sign up for?
Santiago nods his head and shrugs his shoulders and takes another drink.
Kevin: This magazine sucks.
Kevin puts it back on the table and grabs up another.
Kevin:......Who the hell brought this magazine here?
Camera zooms in to reveal the title "Movie Digest: For all of you people too obsessed with movies."
Kevin and Santiago: Hunter.
santiago starts to chug his beer then throws it into a recycling bin and grabs another beer.
Kevin: Man you gotta slow down with those beers.
Santiago: Why? Not like I'm doing anything tonight. Hitman has a match, Hutner does, FXS does.
Kevin: Did you just say Hutner and FXS?
Santiago: No I said Hunter and FSX.
Kevin: No, you said Hutner and FXS...you're drunk.
Santiago: No I'm not. Trust me, you'll know when I'm drunk.
Kevin: Well I think instead of getting drunk tonight, you should go out and do something.
Santiago: Like?
Kevin: I dont know, be in Hitman's corner, go cheer for Hunter. You decide.
Santiago: Meh I'll do something later.
Kevin: Okay just promise you won't just get drunk off your ass.
Santiago: I promise.
Kevin: Good, well this magazine sucks, it spoiled Chicken Little for me. I think I'm gonna go find Ka-
the door busts opens and streamers go off and confetti flies into the room as some guy starts playing a kazoo and another guy hauls in a crate.
Guy in Clown Suit: Kevin Fitzharris?
Kevin:...Yes
Guy in Clown Suit: Congratulations! You submitted into our contest and won!!!
Kevin: Won what?
Dirty Guy with Crate: A year's supply of Juicy Fruit gum. Have fun.
The guy walks out of the room as the clown follows playing the kazoo.
Santiago: Did you just see that? Damn I am drunk aren't I?
Kevin just stares at the crate for a second.
Kevin: What am I gonna do with all this gum?
Santiago tries getting up off the stool and stumbles into the couch.
Santiago: I'm okay. I'm okay!
Kevin just falls back into his chair and puts his hand over his head as Santiago breaks it open with crowbar he just went and got. Santiago grabs some gum and pops it into his mouth.
Santiago: Good job Kevin!
Kevin puts his head down with both hands on it and shakes his head. Then, he suddenly realizes that his match is about to start, and hurries out of the room.
Scene Fades.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 19, 2005 15:05:58 GMT -5
Match 1: ACW Junior Title – Gauntlet Match Fitzharris vs. Tracy Finn, theonlyredsfan, Rawt
Much as the fans enjoy the interludes, they came here for rip-roaring action, and that’s exactly what they’re going to get. Philip gets a pop as he enters the ring.
Philip: Our first match tonight is a gauntlet match for the ACW Junior title. Two men will begin the match, and when a contestant is eliminated by pinfall, submission or countout, the next will enter. The last man remaining once all the competitors have entered the match will be declared the winner. Due to the events on fallout, the title is currently vacant, and the entry order of the contestants has been revised… So, introducing first, the former ACW Junior Title holder…. he is one of the Capitalists, Kevin Fitzharris!
”How do you like me now?” by Toby Keith plays, and the crowd gives a reasonable pop for the Fallout star, as he comes to the ring. He slides in, and looks at the belt placed on the timekeeper’s table.
Philip: And his first round opponent, from Escabana Michigan… Tracy Finn!
”Hot Blooded” plays, and Finn gets a surprisingly loud pop as he comes to the ring at a jog. He slides in, and continues to jog on the spot as the referee calls for the bell.
Bell Rings.
Fitzharris wants Finn out of his way this time without any ceremony. He approaches his opponent seemingly without fear, and starts to batter him with a torrent of forearm blows and a chop or two just to break up the monotony. The fans aren’t surprised as Finn tries to protect himself, looking terrified at Fitzharris’ determined attack, but the sound of a fan shouting “HIT HIM!” in frustration triggers a response, and Finn lashes out wildly with an outstretched arm. Incredibly, Fitzharris completely fails to see the limb approaching and is sent flying backward; the crowd almost pauses in surprise, and then cheers. Brought out of his “trauma”, Finn manages to start acting like a wrestler and puts the boot in to Fitzharris a few times before he gets up; theorizing that if an idea works you should stick with it, Finn whips Fitzharris to the ropes and then attempts a second knockdown. This time of course Fitzharris is prepared, and with a slight smirk he ducks under Finn’s attack. Ricocheting from the ropes, Fitzharris is perfectly positioned to perform his running leg lariat, and Finn turns around to be hit at point black range. As Finn collapses to the mat, Fitzharris makes the cover, 1..2.. – Finn breaks out, and Fitzharris is clearly annoyed that he’s going to have to work a little harder to dispose of his foe. Finn, meanwhile, works out that some more offence might be a good idea, and as both men get on their feet, Finn uses his Probert Smash (running elbow smash) to dizzy his opponent before executing a straightforward powerbomb-to-pin. Fitzharris kicks easily at the 2 count, and nips back up on his feet; Finn, who is still kneeling on the mat, gets a nasty boot to the face and keels over backward. Rather than pinning, Fitzharris pushes Finn back into a sitting position, and from there sets up a full Nelson hold before flipping over into a bridge to complete his “Black Tuesday” submission. Finn is no match for this vicious hold, and signals his submission at once; the referee call for the bell.
Philip: Tracy Finn is eliminated! Therefore, now approaching the ring, from Columbus, Ohio, TheOnlyRedsFan!
”Reptile” from the Mortal Kombat soundtrack plays, and Red comes dashing to the ring, eager not to give Fitzharris any extra recuperation time… not that he has much to recuperate from, of course. Fitzharris is ready and waiting, and the match starts its second phase.
Bell Rings.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 19, 2005 15:06:58 GMT -5
Red has plenty that he wants to prove to everyone involved with ACW, and he gestures at Fitzharris to bring it on. The Junior champ smirks, and takes his time moving in… which turns out to be something of a miscalculation, as Red won’t be kept waiting, and runs in to deliver a few strong kicks to the lower body that stop Fitzharris in his tracks. The crowd, sensing Red’s ambition, seems to be behind him tonight, and they cheer as Red shows off his chops and punches to good effect. Fitzharris is unsettled for a few seconds, but then gets his composure back and sends Red flying into the turnbuckle; as Red staggers, Fitzharris traps him against it and then attacks with clubbing blows to the back. As Red slumps against the turnbuckle, the crowd boos, and Fitzharris makes a really big mistake – he turns his back on his opponent, and flips off the fans. This gives Red just the chance he needs; he quickly revives and ascends the turnbuckle before launching himself into a missile dropkick that connects squarely with the back of Fitzharris’ head. The Senatorial Stable member crashes to the mat, and Red dives into a pin, 1….2… - Fitzharris escapes in the nick of time, and the crowd gets louder, aware that things are becoming more serious for the ex-champion. With his anger rising, Fitzharris gets an associated surge of energy, and starts to wail on Red, mercilessly hitting him with punch after punch until he can pull off his snap suplex. Red gets up, but Fitzharris just gets more brutal, and traps Red in a headlock before resuming the punches, with such force that the referee decides to implement a 5 count. Fitzharris releases at the last second, and uses a swift DDT before going for the pin. He smirks, confident that he’s beaten the resistance out of his foe… but Red’s shoulder is up at 2.5, stunning Fitzharris and making the crowd cheer with delight.
There’s no denying that Red is looking a little worn, but he’s learned from his mistakes, and when Fitzharris tries to engage with him directly again, Red will have none of it. He uses his agility to continually give Fitzharris the slip, moving behind him and delivering a chop or kick before backing away, pissing off his opponent more and more each time. Eventually Fitzharris cracks, and makes a foolish charge at his opponent; Red responds with his running bicycle kick, and then goes immediately for the pin, getting just past the 2 count. An angry Fitzharris attempts to use the Black Tuesday for the second time in the evening, but Red is wise enough to roll forward and get out of the way before Fitzharris can lock the move in. Red is doing well, but Fitzharris has no intention of giving up his chance to retake his belt, especially to such a recent arrival; he puts on a burst of speed of his own to get behind Red and then hit a bridging German Suplex. Red just barely escapes the pin before the 3 count, and Fitzharris isn’t done yet – he signals for The Buck Stops Here, and Red isn’t able to get away from Fitzharris to escape the move. The crowd winces at the impact, and Fitzharris is already thinking up strategies for his last opponent as he covers for the 1…..2….. – no! There is a very loud cheer as Red kicks free, and rolls back to his feet, making a belt gesture at Fitzharris with a broad grin. The grin disappears as Fitzharris rises, and closes the gap to his foe; he gives Red an eye rake, ignores the referee’s warning and then signals for the Exchange Drop. The crowd is on the edges of its seats, and Fitzharris prepares for the match ending move… but unfortunately for him, it comes from his opponent as Red resists him and then counters into his own Death Wish (Spiral sitdown powerbomb to pin). The ring shudders as the pair land, and Red exerts all his force to keep Fitzharris pinned for the 1,2,3.
Philip: Kevin Fitzharris has been eliminated! We will indeed have a new champion… but who will it be? The final contest of this gauntlet will decide the winner, and approaching the ring, the final participant… from Berlin, Germany, Rawt “The Crippler” Ross!
”Another one bites the Dust” hits, and Rawt gets a generous reaction from the fans; the cameras even pick up a small group who are sporting imitation facial hair based on Rawt’s own distinctive style. Red waits quietly for his opponent to arrive; the pair have already some history behind them in ACW, but the stakes have never been higher than they are now. Rawt enters the ring, and calmly waits for the referee to give approval for the match to resume.
Bell Rings.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 19, 2005 15:07:44 GMT -5
With very different wrestling styles, the meetings that have already taken place between these two men have piqued the fans’ interest, and they know that nothing will be held back tonight. Rawt flexes his muscles and looks Red in the eye, and Red looks back without so much as the tiniest flinch; Rawt gives a small nod, and then the match is on with a vengeance as Rawt strides across the canvas and swings a mighty forearm at his opponent. Red shifts his head to one side and retaliates with a blow of his own, making Rawt stagger a little; encouraged, Red backs off a little and then goes for a running headscissors takedown. Rawt, though, is ready, and counters into a simple but effective powerslam, and drops into a cover; he gets almost a 2 count, but is surprised by the strength of Red’s resistance given that he’s just come out of a fierce contest with Fitzharris. The fans are torn over who to support, as both men clearly want the title very much indeed… Rawt pulls himself to his feet, and goes back to the brawling style that suits him best, landing several strong blows on Red so that he can pull off his scoop slam. Rawt goes for another cover, but this time Red shows his devious side and turns the pair of them over to reverse the pin. Rawt only responds at the 2 count, and has been caught out by the tactic; Red takes heart from this, and moves away from Rawt as he rises, taunting his opponent and doing his best to trick him into a rash move. What he achieves, however, is to anger his foe, and Rawt makes his feelings crystal clear with a running shoulderblock that sends Red backward on to the mat. Red rolls, and tumbles to the outside…
Rawt won’t make the mistake of letting his foe get any recuperation time, and he steps out of the ring, dropping lightly to the floor and keeping an eye on his opponent at all times. Red is up on his feet, and he takes a run at his foe, going for a clothesline; Rawt braces for it and manages to stay on his feet, but takes a heavy smack across the shoulders. Red feels the impact too, but ignores the discomfort and gets up on the apron – he runs back along it toward Rawt, and then demonstrates his Mysterio style body scissors to ace crusher combination. It’s a powerful sequence, and Rawt drops to the outside mats; with the referee counting and the title vacated, Red scoots into the ring, confident that a countout victory is as good as any other. Rawt’s fans get much louder, exhorting him to get up; Rawt looks dazed at first, but as the referee’s count reaches 7, he gets up and glares at his opponent. Red acts right away – he runs forward and tries to obliterate Rawt with a baseball slide, but Rawt neatly sidesteps it, and then re-enters the ring as Red gets back on his feet. Red stands, leaps to the apron, and then goes for a springboard attack, but Rawt calmly steps forward, catches him, and sets him up for the bomb drop… but Red frees himself by handspringing off of Rawt’s shoulders, and then nails Rawt with a swing-around DDT. The crowd is beside itself, and Red pins, 1…2.. – Rawt breaks out at the last moment, and Red thumps the canvas in frustration. He gets up, lifts his foe for the Death Wish going for a 2 in one night record… but Rawt has studied his opponent well, and breaks out before reversing directly into the Bomb drop, this time successfully. The referee drops and counts, and Red’s kick comes just on the wrong side of the 3. The bell rings, and the fans cheer.
Philip: Here is your winner, and NEW ACW Junior Champion…Rawt!
The crowd applauds the two men in the ring; Rawt is very pleased with his victory, and accepts the belt with relish. He does not forget Red, however, and the two shake hands before Red leaves the ring; he’s getting closer to overcoming his nemesis, and Rawt’s going to have to stay on his toes if he wants to retain the title for long.
Fade out to commercials.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 19, 2005 15:08:34 GMT -5
Match 2: 6 Woman Tag Team Match Kiley, Veronica Jacobs, and Big Bertha vs Carma Langely, Dixie Clements, and Eva Naurelle (Credit: Latino)
Next up is a match of great significance for those involved; careers are on the line. Philip lends the occasion suitable gravitas as he begins to speak.
Phillip: Ladies and Gentlemen this next match is scheduled for one fall and is a six woman tag team match up! The first team to achieve a pinfall will be declared the winner! Introducing first the tag team of Carma, Dixie, and Eva!!
As the trio of women walk down to the ring and their theme plays around the arena the fans are booing and hold up signs that say “Kiley > ALL.” They yell out at a few fans close by and the fans retaliate back the trip walk up the steps and enter the ring. Dixie and Carma climb onto the turnbuckles with a evil smirk on one another’s face. Eva stands in the middle of the ring more than ready for the match as their opponents are announced.
Phillip: And their opponents Kiley Johnson, Veronica Jacobs, and Big Bertha!!
As “One Thing” by Amerie starts to play the fans stand up and onto their feet as Kiley walks through the curtains. Bertha and Veronica are behind her and look more than ready for the match ahead of them. The cameras swarm around the arena catching all the fans as they jump up in the air and hold up their signs that say “KILEY” and one row that spells out her entire name completely, middle name too. The triple threat of women jump onto the apron and then enter the ring as their opponents make sure to keep their distance.
The Bell Rings.
Kiley and Carma start out the match as they circle one another in the middle of the ring. As a few seconds pass they lock up in a grapple and Carma puts on a Drop Toehold with ease. She tries to lock on a headlock but Kiley elbows her in the head and Carma backs a few steps away. She quickly moves forward and kicks Kiley in the face. She rolls onto her back and Carma quickly tags in Eva. The duo start stomping on Kiley and then Carma holds her down as Eva climbs the turnbuckle. She jumps off with a big legdrop and nails it perfectly. The Referee yells at Carma to go to the corner like if she’s a kid in gradeschool. Meanwhile the fans are chanting for Kiley loudly over and over again and Eva goes for the cover. One! T- kickout by Kiley as the fans yell out “TWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOO!” She grabs Kiley by the hair and drags her around the ring. Kiley grabs onto Eva’s hands as she tries to break free of her hold. Bertha emerges from the corner and gives Evan a big boot to the back of the head. The Referee immediately gets in her way as he tells her to get back in her corner. Eva falls face first into the mat and holds the back of her head in pain. Kiley now has the free opportunity, as she gets her herself back on two feet. She grabs Eva by the legs and lifts her slightly. Kiley quickly gets in position of the Kyles Clash and jumps up a bit in the air. Eva’s face is slammed into the mat and as Kiley rolls over Veronica Jacobs comes flying off from the turnbuckle with a moonsault nailing it perfectly onto her opponent. She quickly leaves out of the ring and Kiley goes for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
Carma breaks the count as she gives Johnson a big boot into the right temple. Kiley falls down onto the mat and just as Carma tries to inflict more damage the Referee pushes her back into her corner as he’s desperately trying to keep some order in this match up. Now both legal women are laid out in the middle of the ring. The fans are chanting out loud “Kiley! Kiley! Kiley!” Kiley and Eva slowly start moving towards their respective corner inch by inch. Eva gets to her feet and immediately tags in Carma. She jumps over the ropes and just as she’s about to grab Kiley’s leg Bertha is tagged in. Bertha and Carma are quickly at an exchange of blows until Big Bertha gains the upper hand. She gives Carma a big powerslam and then runs across the ring and returns with a very high elbow drop. She stands up Carma and whips her into the ropes viscously and then follows up with a body splash into the corner. Carma falls down effortlessly onto the mat and Bertha then picks her up with both arms. She looks around for a few seconds and then swings her into a Rock Bottom and slams down her opponent deep in the mat. She goes for the cover as just as the Referee finishes sliding onto the mat and raises his arm Dixie comes out of nowhere with a flying elbow drop directly into the back of Bertha. Then Eva comes into the ring and gives her opponent a kick to the face. Before the Referee can do anymore Kiley and Veronica are in the ring and battling off Dixie and Eva. Kiley ducks a punch picks up Dixie in a spinebuster position. Veronica quickly kicks Dixie in the face with a chick kick and Kiley finishes with the big Spinebuster. As Kiley gets back up Eva attacks both women with a double clothesline and then Bertha comes at her from behind with a picks her up with one arm. Just as she’s about to slam her down Carma and Dixie both attack with simultaneous dropkicks.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 19, 2005 15:09:18 GMT -5
Bertha drops Eva and falls down to one knee. Carma gives her a roundhouse kick to the face that echoes throughout the entire arena. Carma is now on her feet and Kiley turns her around from behind. She quickly kicks her in the gut and then pulls off a textbook DDT that even a sober Jake Roberts would be proud of. She then grabs Carma and puts her in a surfboard and quickly starts applying intense pain. The Referee starts telling her to release the hold and just as she’s about to Dixie comes back inside the ring and performs a Rolling Thunder. She rolls one final time and jumps into the air and lands on her back on top of Carma and Kiley together. Now all three women are unconscious in the middle of the ring and the Referee is trying to sort everything out. Bertha gets back inside the ring and picks up Carma, whom are both the legal women in this match. She whips her into the ropes and tries for a clothesline but Carma stops halfway. She quickly tags in Eva into the match and both women run at Bertha, but she boots Carma in the face and then ducks Eva’s attacks. She turns around and picks up Eva high in the air and then falls back as she slams down Eva flat on her face. Finally, the ring is cleaned out as all of the illegal partners are out of the ring and it now leaves Bertha and Eva. Bertha drags Eva towards her own corner and then tags in Veronica. Both are now grab and a split it like a wishbone. Veronica then runs across the ring and then past her opponent. She springboards off the ropes with a lionsault, nailing it perfectly onto Eva.
Veronica then tags in Kiley and both stand up Eva onto her feet. Just as they are about to perform a double tag team move Dixie and Carma comes out of their corner. Kiley and Veronica both start attacking the duo as the Referee tries once again to attain some order. Veronica starts punching Carma repeatedly and then attacks with a big clothesline as both women go over the top rope and onto the mats. Back in the ring, Kiley and Dixie and still fighting one another off. Eva from behind gets up and turns Kiley around. Both women are ready to attack but Bertha comes into the ring garnering a pop from the crowd and quickly rushes Dixie and then picks her up in the air. She slams her straight into the turnbuckles and then lets her drop onto the mat. The Referee yells at the two to leave the ring as Kiley and Eva are battling it out. Eva ducks a punch and gets behind Kiley as she tries for a Release German Suplex but Kiley blocks and escapes the move. She expertly turns around then gives Eva a chick kick to the face. Then as Eva is in a daze Kiley quickly picks her up and pulls off the Lungblower successfully. Kiley rolls over Eva and hooks the leg as the Referee slides onto the mat and counts.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Phillip: Here are your winners Johnson, Veronica Jacobs, and Big Bertha!
The crowd is delighted as Kiley springs to her feet and throws her arm in the air, punching upward in celebration. Bertha and Veronica are less effusive but clearly pleased, and they watch as the defeated threesome get out of the ring, looking furious. They back away, leaving ACW with as much attitude as when they made their reappearance, but the victorious threesome are not bothered. Kiley turns to see Bertha and Veronica looking at her, and she gives a nod of thanks to them before exiting the ring herself, and walking to the back to find her husband. Bertha and Veronica follow soon after… It’s uncertain how these three women will relate to one another now that the immediate threat has been nullified, and the crowd is certain that there are more fireworks to come as the show heads to a break.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 19, 2005 15:12:19 GMT -5
Segment: Crash and Burn, My Misguided Friend (Credit: Hitman)
This is it. It's time for the Hitman to win his first title. Despite the fact that he was on the independent circuits for a long time, he never won a title... until tonight.
We cut to a chainlink fence. Footsteps can be heard in the background. They approach the camera. Finally a man steps out from behind the shadows. His large hands grasp part of the chainlink as his face comes out of view. It is the resident giant and soon to be champ in his eyes... Hitman of the Gods.
"So, here we are. MachoMania. The PPV for my good friend... and the final resting place for BK's career. See, a Russian Chain match requires you to focus your attention on your opponent and not worry about anyone else. Don't worry about the chain, don't worry about the critics who have their doubts about me and especially don't worry about the one enemy that always grips at your heart - self-doubt. If you say to yourself 'I can not do this', then you might as well back up your shit and leave. Because as far as I'm concerned, I CAN DO THIS. I may have lost to him once but it's not going to happen again. And to prove everyone wrong about my fears, check this."
Hitman then bends down and pulls out... a can of gas? It must be true because Hitman is pouring out the contents of the liquid not only onto the fence but onto his arm.
"BK, tonight, when I stand over your soulless carcass, when my music is playing, when I win your title and end this once and for all..."
He sighs. His free arm reaches into his pocket as he pulls out a lighter. He flicks it and the cage begins to light up into flames as well as Hitman's arm. Many audience members viewing gasp at the sight as Hitman smirks.
"You will... for the last time... crash... and... burn. Get ready to feel the wrath of the gods, bitch."
The titan then laughs evilly as he walks off with his still burning arm. Hitman is not here to play games... but is here to win the International title.
END SCENE
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 19, 2005 15:13:34 GMT -5
Segment: A very Macho Challenge (Credit: RDK) The show tonight definitely has the potential for a lot of noise, and anything looks possible tonight. The crowd is definitely looking forward to the next match, and the big draw for this pay per view as the name suggests, is The Macho Man RDK himself. The alphatron lights up however, rather then a huge expected entrance of The Macho Man, a video begins to play...
It shows a picture of RDK as a boy.....
..."Under Pressure" by Queen begins to play...Freddie Mercury: Um boom ba bay, Um boom ba bay, Um Um boom ba bay bay.....
"Through A Hard Life RDK had to overcome all odds...poor parents...PRESSURE!
Pushing down on me, pushing down on you, no man ask for.
Under pressure!
That burns a building down, splits a family in two...puts people on streets..."Hardships overcome, The Macho Man perservered, and attained an education, making it into the wrestling business."The lights go out and snapping is heard, the crowd is hushed...a faint voice is heard from beyond..?: Turned away, from it all, like a blind man. Sat on a fence, but it don't work. ...I GOT SO MUCH MACHONESS, IT'S A MIRACLE I'M BORN!Crowd: WHYYY? WHYYYY? WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!?The crowd explodes as they see Macho Man RDK come out from the rafters. Both championships around his waist. He is looking spectacular. The titantron video flickers off halfway through the song, now letting RDK enjoy his entrance down, down down. Eventually he makes it to the ring and unhooks himself, spinning around, holding both championships above himself. He then goes from turnbuckle to turnbuckle, showing to the fans what they have helped him achieve. He then goes down to the middle of the ring, and is handed a mic by Philip...Randy: BRUDAHS AND MACHOMANIACS ALIKE, TONIGHT, FOR ONE NIGHT, THE NIGHT OF MIRACLES, MACHOMANIA BECOMES IMMORTALISED, AND LIVES ON FOREVARRRR! OoOoOoOoOoH Yeeeeah! Dig that brudahs!"OOOOOH YEEAAAH!"
"MACHO MAYUN!!!!!"Randy: So at the end of the night brudahs, The Macho Man expects a challenge of some sort, from London to plain old Tracy Finn, THE MACH NEEDS A BRUDAH, WHO CAN CAN GO TOE TO TOE WITH ME, LIKE NO UDDA! SO HERE THIS, MACHOMANIA RUNS WILD, BUT WHOS IT GONNA HAPPEN TO? WELL MY MACHOMANIACS, WE ARE GONNA HAVE TO JUST TAKE A CHANCE AND ROLLL THE DICE CAUSE EVERY SINGLE JABRONI ASS CAN'T CHANGE HIS DIAPER CROTCH GOBLIN WANTS A SHOT----AT THE MACHO MAYUN!!!!!! SEE YOU IN THE RING BRUDAH! And to my machomaniacs, REMEMBER, I AM The rootin'st tootin'st mach of a nach who ever beat a brudah for his mudah in the west of the treasure chest double triple layered thick crispy crunch, IT"S THE BEST, LIES TO THE PAPA, NEEDS SOMETHING FOR THE SUPPA, CHOPPA CHOPPA CHOPPA-----SUPERSTAR, IN THE A-C-W! I AM YOUR CHAMPION!!!RDK throws down the mic as he leaves the ring, definitly having hyped up the crowd for his big open challenge tonight....
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 19, 2005 15:14:18 GMT -5
Match 3: Soviet Union vs The World - Ladder Match Vladimir vs. El Rey (Credit: BK)
Phillip: This match is scheduled to be a Ladder Match, with the winner's country's flag being waved above the ring, making his way to the ring from Irkutsk, Siberia, weighing in at 215 pounds, Vladimir Rasputin!
The lights turn to an eerie red color as The Hymn to the Soviet Union blares throughout the arena. Vlad walks out waving the old flag of the Motherland and stops in front of the ladder set up at the end of the ramp. He looks up and climbs to the top of the ladder and begins waving the Siberian Flag to the dismay of most of the crowd. He steps down from the ladder and hops up on the apron before planting the flag into a ringpost. He taunts the crowd and waits for his opponent to make his way to the ring.
Philip: And his opponent, making his way to the ring all the way from Mexico City, Mexico, weighing in at 200 pounds, El Rey de la Máscara!
"Miseria Cantare" by AFI blasts out of the speakers and El Rey walks out onto the stage along with his manager Gerlad Cabeza. He makes his way down to the ring, slapping hands with some of the crowd and he stops infront of the ladder in front of the ring. He smiles and looks over to Gerald, Gerald wishes him good luck and they embrace with a hug before walking back up to the ramp. It appears El Rey is going to go at this alone and he slides into the ring. He hops onto the top rope but Vlad makes sure he gets the upper hand by attacking El Rey before the match begins. The bell finally rings and the match is underway.
Vlad continues to pound away at El Rey with heavy forearms to his back while he is on the top rope and then he puills El Rey down from the top rope and gets him in the corner. Multiple european uppercuts follow by Vlad and he then whips El Rey into the opposite corner. Vlad runs toward El Rey and Rey manages to get his boot up which sends Vlad recoiling. Vlad turns his head, holding his jaw and Rey sprints out of the corner and sends Vlad face first into the hard canvas with a bulldog. Vlad rises up to his feet and he is met by a spinning wheel kick but Rey. Vlad rises up again and attempts to shake off the effects of the spinning wheel kick but is met with a beautiful standing dropkick that knocks him for a loop and sends him to the outside. Vladimir begins to get up on the outside and Rey begins to stalk him from inside the ring, Vlad is finally on a vertical base and Rey bounces off the ropes and dives through the ropes, attempting a suicide dive. Lucky for Vlad, he sidesteps the move and Rey goes head first into the standing ladder. El Rey lands head first onto the ground and he holds the back of his neck. Vlad, being the opportunist that he is begins to viciously attack Rey. He furiously stomps away at the mexican superstar in his kidneys. Vlad then picks up Rey and thrusts him hard into the ring apron. El Rey holds his back in pain then recieves a Release Norther Lights Suplex onto tthe mat on the outside. El Rey continues to writhe in pain and Vlad wastes no time grabbing the ladder from the ground and sliding it into the ring. Vlad rolls into the ring himself and he lifts up the ladder and sets it up in the middle of the ring, anxious to reach the top and grab the briefcase with the remote inside.
El Rey spots this and sucks up the pain before rolling into the ring. Rey pulls Vlad off the ladder and he fires at him with forearms to the face to the delight of the crowd. Rey whips Vlad off the ropes and as he comes back El Rey hits the dropkick right on the mark. The impact of both superstars falling on the mat makes the ladder topple over and land on the ropes. Rey gets up, still holding his back and he grabs the ladder and sets it back up in a vertical position but in the corner. Rey walks back over to Vlad and attempts to pull him to the center of the ring, but recieves a rake to the eyes. Rey becomes blinded for the moment and Vlad gets up and delivers the Cold Snap, sending Rey flipping over and landing on his back. Rey seems to be out of it and Vlad walks to the corner and begins to climb up but stops a few steps short of the top. He turns around and begins to salute his flag in the corner to some heel heat. Vlad signals for the Elbow Drop and as he dives off, Rey moves out of the way and Vlad lands hard on his back. Vlad is motionless on the mat and for the moment, so is Rey. Rey then begins to stir in the middle of the ring, and eventually uses the ropes to help him up. Vlad then begins to get up and Rey picks him up and whips him into the corner. Rey charges at Vlad and hops up onto him and hits a Monkey Flip on Vlad. Vlad manages to land on his feet, but sadly goes head first into the ladder. Vlad holds his face and Rey capitalizes with a Lifting Inverted DDT. The crowd continues to applaud Rey and he pulls the ladder and lies it on the ground. He then rolls Vlad onto the ladder. Rey climbs to the top rope and he delivers a picture perfect moonsault onto Vlad. Vlad is out of it and he rolls onto the outside and Rey sees his opportunity to win this match.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 19, 2005 15:15:15 GMT -5
Rey picks up the ladder and sets it up in the middle of the ring again, he begins to climb up but the Marxist runs down to the ring to much heel heat and he slides in before pulling Rey off the ladder. Before Rey can turn around to see who it is, Joesph Harpo sends him down to the mat with a Polish hammer to the back of the head. Rey lays out on the mat, holding the back of his neck while Harpo begins to laugh. Just then Rey's manager Garald Cabeza makes his way down to the ring and hops onto the apron. As Marxist turns around Gerald delivers a Springboard Seated Senton to Marxist. Marxist is out and Gerald picks him up and tosses him out of the ring and continues the fight up the stage. Vlad slowly rolls into the ring and makes his way up the ladder, very slowly. But on the otherside, Rey is climbing up the ladder slowly also. The two meet up on the top and they begin to exchange blows, Rey holds onto the top as he was about to fall off but maintains his balance. He then begins to take to to Vlad and Vlad begins to fall off the ladder but he maintains his balance. The two grab each other and the dive off the ladder, attempting to catch the other with a hot shot from the top rope but the both superstars hits the ropes. Both lay out on opposite sides of the ring and the crowd begins to chant "Holy Shit". After about 20 seconds, Vlad begins to stir. El Rey begins to crawl toward the bottom step of the ladder and gets his head up. Vlad then reveals he was playing possum and quickly gets up and walks around the ring. He manages to Greet Rey from Moscow with a curbstomp onto the bottom step of the ladder. El Rey holds his face and rolls in pain. Vlad climbs to the top of the ladder and and grabs the briefcase for the win.
Philip: And the winner of this match, Vladimir Rasputin!
"Hymns to the USSR" begins to play and the crowd isn't happy. Vlad opens the briefcase and pulls out the remote and mashes the red button which sends the Soviet Flag, over the arena, down closer to the ring and he salutes it and the crowd continues booing him as he smirks and heads up the ramp.
As Vladimir makes his way back up the ramp, Kudo out of the crowd, comes rushing into the ring where El Rey is still coming to. The fans sense the impending danger as Kudo stalks El Rey from behind, ready to rip off his mask.
Many of the straps from El Rey’s mask have already come loose during the course of his match, and the look on Kudo’s eyes are none other than pure obsession. El Rey picks himself back up to his feet as Kudo makes his move and tears apart El Rey’s mask in one swift move. The crowd is on their feet to try and catch a glimpse of his face, but are surprised to find out that though Kudo has the shreds of El Rey’s mask in his hands, El Rey is still fully masked with a modified version of his original.
The crowd erupts in cheers as Kudo’s now stunned eyes tell the entire story. El Rey turns around and makes eye contact with Kudo, who is still confused and surprised. El Rey begins to wail on him, launching blow after blow, clothesline after clothesline. Kudo can do nothing but take the offense. El Rey bounces Kudo off the ropes and nails a perfect dropkick across Kudo’s chin, despite having just fought a tough match. Kudo’s momentum carries him out to the outside of the ring where Kudo makes his way back up the ramp, looking at the pieces of mask in his hands and realizing he just got outsmarted.
Kudo’s obsession will most definitely not end here, and if anything this has only sparked the beginning of what is going on between these two men. Tonight though, Kudo is sent home to rethink his position, as El Rey enjoys a standing ovation from the crowd till the cameras go off.
-Fade Out-
OOC: Ending events credit to Kudo.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 19, 2005 15:16:36 GMT -5
Segment: Fight your own battles… (Credit: Tornado, DD, WCW98)
‘40 Oz’ hits and Tornado walks out holding a mic to a huge pop from the crowd. He walks down to the ring, taking time to sign autographs for a few fans on the front row. He leaps up onto the apron before flipping over the ropes, to the enjoyment of the fans.
Tornado waits for the fans to quiet down before raising the mic to his lips but before he can speak the Modified Welsh National Anthem hits and Daredevil walks out holding a chair with WCW98 at his side to a sea of booing fans who hurl a torrent of abuse. Tornado whirls around, his eyes blazing at the sight of DD.
Tornado: “Cut the mother fucking music!”
Tornado: “Damn, I get the feeling you’re stalking me…What the fuck do you want? You know the deal; we can’t touch each other until out match so that chair is useless. So do us all a favour and piss off back to your locker room.”
The annoyance is evident in Tornado’s voice.
DD: “Although I hate to admit it, you have a point. I can’t do shit to you, however they never said WCW98 couldn’t.”
Boos echo throughout the arena as WCW98 runs down to the ring with the chair in his hand. As he dives under the ropes Tornado slides out of the other side of the ring. He walks around the ring and begins to talk again.
Tornado: “That’s just typical of you. You’re afraid I’ll show you up in front of these great fans…”
It’s a cheap tactic, and the crowd know it, but they can’t resist going wild as they are described as ‘Great Fans’.
Tornado: “…you’re afraid I’ll beat you again in a fair fight so you have to have me ‘taken out’ before we even get to our match.”
DD smirks before giving his reply.
DD: “There are many similarities between you and me, but there is one major difference. I have the hunger to win, unlike you I’ll do anything to achieve a win because winning is all that counts--”
Tornado: [cutting DD off] “No, no, you’re wrong. The difference between you and me is that I can fight my own battles, I don’t need some lapdog who follows every order I give him.”
Tornado gestures to WCW98 which props Daredevil to give a signal to WCW98 telling him to ‘call off’ the attack. At this point Tornado reaches Daredevil’s position and the two men stare each other out, their noses nearly touching. A minute later the two men are still glaring into each other eyes. The tension can be felt throughout the whole arena as the intense looks of these men bore into each other.
Tornado breaks the stand off saying…
Tornado: “You will tap later on tonight.”
Tornado then brushes past Daredevil before stopping 5 paces later and turning 180 degrees.
Tornado: “Oh and why don’t you leave the reason for your success in The Untouchables locker room and face me alone.”
’40 Oz’ hits and Tornado walks out of the arena smiling to himself, clearly believing he has the upper hand in this war of mind games.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 19, 2005 15:17:23 GMT -5
Segment: Breaking in the new guy (Credit: BK)
As we open up the camera gets a shot at the ACW International Championship in all of its luster. The camera can almost see its reflection in the championship belt and they make sure to make notice of the name on the belt, BK London, this gets huge heat from the crowd. At that moment a steel chain drops onto the championship and now the camera pans up to the champion himself, BK London, wrapping the tape around his wrists.
A focused look on his face tonight, much like before every match where he gets into the right mindset. A knock is heard at the door, BK turns his head to the side and quickly anticipates another bothersome interview from Kevin Anderson but Charlotte King steps into the room to his surprise.
BK: Ah Charlotte, what brings you here? We haven't talked in a while.
Charlotte: I know, time flies by doesn't it, I have a ton of other side projects but I just had to be here tonight for the ACW spectacular, MachoMania. But I just wanted to get a few words out of you before your Russian Chain Match against Hitman of the Gods tonight...
BK: Ah yes, you know for the past few weeks I have to actually say, Hitman has done what he has accomplished. Show after show, the big oaf wanted my attention..and now he's got my full attention. Tonight, I plan to make him realize that that is a very dangerous thing indeed, tonight I plan to make him scream to the heavens for mercy when I punish him with no remorse.
Charlotte: Wow…that's the most intense I have heard you in the past weeks. Usually your a very funny laid-back guy, What's with the difference tonight?
BK: The difference? There is no difference with me Charlotte. All the funny, playful, laid-back ACW is outside the ring for the most part. Inside the ring, I can be the most dangerous man and I have the ability to break more than spirits tonight. You see "Chairman" Hunter thought that he was doing a favor for Hitman when he made this match a Russian Chain Match..
BK grabs the steel chain from on top of his belt and he looks down on it and chuckles.
BK: There is a big reason why there has only been ONE Russian Chain Match in the past, and that’s because this match shortens lives. This match requires a high threshold of pain, and with the stuff I have been through this year...I think high threshold of pain describes me very well. But Hitman is more of a new toy to ACW, or a new pair of jeans...he needs to be broken in and who better to break him in than the International Champion himself.
BK looks up from the chain and tosses it on his shoulders, around his neck and rises up.
Charlotte: Well BK, do you have any final words for your huge adversary tonight?
BK: Hmm...well let's say this...the bigger they are...the harder they fall.
BK exits the scene and Charlotte is surprised at the comments by BK. She smiles and we fade out to the next segment of the night.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Nov 19, 2005 15:18:14 GMT -5
Segment: Message on a mirror (Credit: Santiago)
The scene opens to Santiago looking around the hallways looking back and forth for people then begins walking towards a locker room.
Santiago: I promised Kevin I'd do something. Hey you!
A co-worker stops.
Worker: Yes?
Santiago: Got any lipstick?
Worker: Umm...no, why would I?
Santiago: Well you got you're little man purse right there so just assuming, so give me it.
Worker: Fine....
The worker gives it to him and stomps off.
Santiago walks towards a room and the camera see's the name plate of "The Macho Man RDK." Santiago looks both ways and walks in slowly.
Santiago: Where is he?
immediatly, water is heard running and RDK is clearly in the shower as you can hear him singing his theme song.
Santiago: Great...he's distracted.
Santiago looks through the room for a little bit until he finally comes across somethnig he was looking for.
Santiago: Heh heh heh.
He picks up the World title and Tag Title.
RDK: MACHO MACHO MAAAAN, I've gotta be a macho!
Santiago looks at the bathroom door then shakes his head. He just looks at the World Title then puts it down. He takes the Tag Title and wraps it around his waiste and secures it. He then goes around the room and on the table he finds the Macho Man's digital camera. Santiago sets it on the table and sets a timer on it. He moves over and the camera takes a picture of him wearing the title. Santiago then deletes every picture from his camera besides the one and walks over to the mirror in the locker room.
Santiago: Now....for the finishing touch.
Santiago pulls out the lipstick and begins to write.
"Macho Man, Macho Man, you think you're the best While you reign, you push down the rest. You may be champ, but not for long, Oh yeah, Macho Man is a shitty song. You just wait, watch your back It's not long until I bag this title into the sack."
He then draws an arrow pointing down to the camera. He takes the title off and throws it onto the Macho Man's couch as he begins to leave the room.
Scene fades as you can hear RDK singing.
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