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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 24, 2006 14:53:39 GMT -5
Segment: A New Beginning…Or…The End? (Credit: Yoko / Sarin)
Yoko is pacing in her locker room. Sarin hasn’t stopped in to see her yet, and it’s almost time for the match. As if having read Yoko’s desires, Sarin walks in at that exact moment.
Yoko: Hey.
Sarin: Hey.
There is a long, awkward silence. Unusual for these two.
Yoko: Sarin, this was just supposed to be a match. It wasn’t supposed to tear us apart. I don’t want this to kill us…
Sarin: I know, Yoko. I don’t either. But there are things I’m worried about happening because of the match. If they do happen, I don’t know if we can be together.
Yoko: I…have similar concerns. I love you, though. Love.
Sarin: I know…and I love you. We’ll see how this match goes. Ok?
Yoko: Yeah…
Sarin: I’ll see you at match time, I need to get ready. Goodbye, Yoko.
She exits the room, both of them almost in tears.
End Segment.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 24, 2006 14:54:18 GMT -5
Segment: "Remembrance" (Credit: Rattlesnake)
Rattlesnake sits in his locker room, awaiting his confrontation with Wyvern. Tons of questions and thoughts run through his mind.
Rattlesnake: So it came to this?
It all started with a pitiful fool messing with the wrong person. The Rabid Jackalope...Wyvern's disguise. Spring into Hell started all of this when Wyvern...err, Jackalope got involved with my interview. He messed with me and got what he deserved. It's not my fault at all. He should have known not to do that, especially to me. But he did and what was the result? Jackalope went up and then down, through a table. Maybe that knocked a screw loose...or in his case, knocked one back into place.
Rattlesnake: Why do I even care?
To be honest, I don't care how this whole thing started. All I care about is ending it and I will do that tonight. I've always finished what I've started and what someone else has started.
Rattlesnake: Why do they even try this stuff with me?
Everyone has to try and feel superior to me. Granted at this point in time, some people could claim that. Hell, maybe a few more people on top of that could. But the fact of the matter is that each person I've stepped into the ring with, they felt the need to feel superior. I don't know why they do that. My only guess is so someone can crush their hopes and I've been known to do that on more than one occasion. Tonight will just be another one of those occasions.
Rattlesnake: What's the point of it all?
No matter what those people have tried, it always backfired for them. Once again, it's not my fault. This time it's a fundamental law of facing the Snake. This fundamental law rarely has any flaws in it. It's like gravity.
Rattlesnake: So it comes down to this. Rattlesnake versus Wyvern...quite possibly the most anticipated match tonight. Wyvern has balls challenging me. But I'm going to show him that you need more than balls to beat me. I've got my game plan in mind for tonight. I've worked up all contingency plans. Tonight I will start something that is, for lack of a better word, Snaketastical.
Rattlesnake grins as the scene fades to black.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 24, 2006 14:54:52 GMT -5
Segment: Old friends are everywhere (Credit: RDK)
...And we're back at the swamp. Julien has now gotten onto more solid land as well as RDK. They push through branches and puddles in the marsh. Julien is having a coniption fit.
Julien: >_<!!!!!! THAT WAS MY CARRR!!!!! It was MINE!
RDK rubs the back of his own head...
Randy: It was kinda you're own fault brudah. You're idea to---
---They pause....they've come across a shack....but that's not all....no...for there’s a green thing....something....someone....on a banjo......
Randy: ...THAT'S KERMIT THE FROG BRUDAH! KERMIT BRUDAH! LONG TIME NO SEE!!!!
Kermit looks up from playing the banjo and looks at RDK....
Kermit: Randy! Old buddy old pal! What have you been up to?
Randy: Brudah...I need your help....
The scene fades out as Julien watches RDK explain to Kermit what his situation is....
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 24, 2006 14:55:17 GMT -5
Segment: Drop Dead Marvelous (Credit: Davey Marvel)
Davey is standing with Charlotte King she is waiting for her cue which apparently they gave late cause she nods and begins the interview in a ill timed maner. She is in the back standing with Davey in the parking garage. Davey is looking comfortable and relaxed as he awaits the pillowesque questions that are about to be thrown at him.
Charlotte: Davey how does it feel to be back in ACW, after so long?
Davey: I'm not gonna lie Charlotte it felt marvelous. It was great to be back in front of all those awesome fans.
Charlotte: What was that all about with Red's only fan out there tonight?
Davey: That? Not to fret my pet. He will be extinguished at 7 Deadly Sins. I suggest you don't worry about that.
As Davey finishes his last sentence Kevin Anderson walks by. Davey is quick to make the most of the situation, he grabs Kevin by the head putting him in a playful headlock. Kevin looks a little disoriented but realizes it is all in good fun. So he plays along.
Charlotte: Whoa! Davey it is hard not to notice this new vibrancy in you since your return.
Davey: I don't know I just feel rejuvenated. I felt this is such a big deal we could use two interviewers. Any questions Kevin?
With his arms prying at Daveys arms Kevin in a joking yet partially serious desperate like tone replies.
Kevin: Ya, *cough* *deep breath* Ya, wanna let go?
Davey thinking Kevin is kidding ignores him and sinches up a little bit more all in good fun of course. As he does this Kevin's eyes go a bit cross eyed and he changes to a shade of purple. Arms flailing in the air like a fat kid at the deep end.
Davey: Ya sure.
Charlotte: What are you future plans in the upcoming months?
Davey: World domination.
Charlotte: Oh Davey stop it really...
In a airy out of breath flat tone.
Kevin: Yeah stop.....
Davey: Well I am not about to tell you that Charlotte that would ruin the surprises now wouldn't it.
Charlotte: Surprises huh? Well I guess we should keep an eye on Davey in the upcoming months. Back to you guys.
Davey lets go of Kevin and he drops like Bart Gun in the first round. Davey who doesn't even notice this walks of to his rental car. Charlotte is left looking on at Davey until she realizes Kevin is on the ground. Her eyes grow wide and then you hear.
Charlotte: Oh Dear....
Cut to commercial/Video Package for next match.[/i]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 24, 2006 14:58:06 GMT -5
Match 8: Sarin Rossi vs. Yoko Satoshi (Credit: Wyvern) As the show wanes on here tonight, it’s been no doubt that the excitement level of the grandest pay-per-view of the year is beyond anything of that witnessed in recent months. An oversold crowd, packed to the brim, even in the aisles, is rabid with supporting their favorite promotion. The merchandise booths are nearly completely sold out of everything, as merchandise such as the ever-rare New Breed four-pack figure set (yes, the Anthem figure is still inside) to the highly collectible Yoko Satoshi replica World Title belt, are seeing their quantities depleted so much that economists would hard-pressed to not engage in any inflationary activities to improve the ACW’s financial standing. Anyways, speaking of Yoko, as the crowd starts to prepare for the following match, there’s a feeling of uncertainty wavering in the crowd: Is this Sarin’s night? Will Yoko finally go down…in a non-sexual way? As Phillip enters the ring, the crowd begins to build up their intensity, as they will all soon know the answers to their questions.Phillip: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, hailing from Okinawa, Japan, standing at 5’6” and weighing in at 116 pounds, she is one half of the ACW World Tag Team Champions, Sarin! As “Lady” hits the P.A., the arena gives a chorus of cheers as the arena almost seems as if it will shake from its foundation from all of it. When Sarin enters, she takes a deep breath, as she takes in the total spectacle of the entire event. Upon closer inspection, without the ceiling, it would look like the string of humans gathered here tonight would stretch on forever. She then continues to move in her upbeat way, as it’s apparent she is one the ACW’s most charismatic personalities, judging by the fans that reach over the guardrail, hoping to slap hands with the Tag Team champion. Sarin runs by, and manages to slap as many hands as possible while still moving forward at a brisk pace. She gets to the ring steps, and climbs them in a cheerful manner. She enters the ropes with the traditional lady-like entry, which gets the crowd cheering even more. She then elicits another pop when she does her skyward point pose, and continues to wave to the crowd, even dancing to her music, as she waits for her opponent, and more importantly, lover.Phillip: And her opponent, hailing from Okinawa, Japan, standing at 5’6”, and weighing 100 pounds, she is the former ACW World Heavyweight Champion and one half of the ACW World Tag Team Champions, Yoko Satoshi! ”Flower of Carnage” hits the P.A., and the crowd goes even more alive, as Yoko emerges from the entranceway. She comes out holding her custom World Title belt, while also draping over the Tag Team title belt over her other shoulder. She walks down to the ring at a slower pace, as she contemplates this upcoming contest. She makes her way down to the ring, and climbs up the steps to the apron. She enters the ring, and goes over to her corner. RAF checks on both competitors, as Yoko and Sarin hand their belts to a ringside official for safekeeping. As RAF looks to both of them, he calls for the bell!The bell rings. Yoko and Sarin start this match off right away, not pulling any punches, as they meet at mid-ring and…embrace. The crowd cheers this on, as Yoko and Sarin soon back away from the hug, both looking determined to win this match for no one but their own self. They begin to circle around each other, sizing each other up, both knowing very well that their similar styles will make both of them have difficulties here tonight. They lock up at mid-ring, and begin to struggle with one another, with both Yoko and Sarin having a very see-saw style battle. Yoko starts to gain the advantage on Sarin, using her nearly-equal power, something unheard of in most of Yoko’s matches. However Sarin, knowing that she’s falling back slowly but surely, quickly spins into a drop toe hold, which the force Yoko applied on forcing Sarin down focuses on a catalyst for the maneuver, as Yoko falls to the mat with a little extra force than usual. Sarin waits for her lover to get up before striking Yoko with a few kicks here and there, but Yoko catches one of Sarin’s legs. Sarin attempts for an enziguri, but Yoko ducks the blow, and rolls Sarin into a dragon screw, taking Sarin down to the mat. Yoko gets back up to her feet, and assists Sarin in getting up as well. She pulls Sarin towards her, and executes a nice suplex…no! Sarin counters the suplex by flipping out on the way down, as she grabs Yoko from behind and delivers a back suplex of her own, crashing Yoko down to the mat. McNally: A nice counter by Sarin right there. It appears Yoko and Sarin both will have a hard time in this contest. Edison: Why do you say that? McNally: Similar statures, similar moves, one of them is going to have to change their approach sooner or later in this match. Edison: I guess that’s pretty accurate. Wanna place bets on who wins? I hear Vegas has Sarin at 2:1 odds. McNally: I’m not placing any bets, but that’s an interesting payout for Sarin. Given the massive win streak in Yoko’s favor, you would think that the odds would be higher. Edison: Yes, McNally. However, you fail to take into consideration that Yoko’s not facing some scraggly-hair submissionist this year. She’s facing someone extremely close to her, emotionally and in size as well. This will be a greater challenge than what people can see on paper. McNally: You know, before we get back to the match, I must say, when you actually use your brain to make comments, you actually emanate educated rational thoughts. Keep it up! As the action in the ring continues to move on, regardless of the announcing team’s rambling, it appears Sarin has brought Yoko back up to her feet, and she looks to connect with Rin Spin II, but Yoko drops to a knee to avoid the contact, as Yoko sweeps Sarin’s sole leg on the ground, causing Sarin to fall down to the mat. Yoko then grasps Sarin’s legs and the crowd goes wild, as Yoko spins Sarin into the Old Ball and Chain!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 24, 2006 14:59:41 GMT -5
McNally: Dear Lord! Yoko has the Old Ball and Chain locked in already!
Sarin definitely looks to be in severe discomfort as Yoko falls to one knee, and looks to have the hold fully locked in, much to the dismay of Sarin. The fans are cheering wildly, both for Yoko to win and for Sarin to get out of the hold, as both Yoko and Sarin struggle to keep their composures and stay focused on their separate tasks. Yoko has Sarin locked into the Old Ball and Chain very well, but Sarin is showing signs of resistance that men and women of larger statures would even have trouble matching. She starts squirming, trying to get out of the hold anyway possible. Yoko is trying her best to keep the hold in , but the crowd erupts as Sarin manages to shock Yoko, as she reverses the Old Ball and Chain, as she twists Yoko into the Scarlet Spider!
Edison: Wow, what a counter! If this is any indication of how they are in bed, I’d do anything to be a fly on the wall for when they go at it!
McNally: Remember what I had just said about you? Forget it, it must’ve been an error in your brain.
Now as Yoko is struggling with the hold, Sarin is trying her best to recover from the Old Ball and Chain, but at the same time trying to keep the Scarlet Spider locked in to the best of her ability. Yoko manages to move forward however, and fall against a nearby rope. RAF rushes over and counts for the release of the hold, which Sarin obliges instantly. Both are down for a few moments, before getting back up to their feet. Yoko moves over to Sarin, and grapples with her. There’s a momentous struggle, before Yoko manages to get around Sarin, and takes her down with a Russian legsweep. Yoko makes a cover.
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2…kickout by Sarin! RAF’s hand barely slaps for the second time, before Sarin forces herself out of the pinning predicament. Yoko pulls Sarin back up to her feet, and tries to hit a spinning neckbreaker, but Sarin shoves her way out of it, and connects with a bicycle kick on a dazed Yoko. With Yoko down on the mat, Sarin attempts to make a cover.
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Kickout by Yoko, as she manages to keep her streak alive, at least for the time being. Yoko fights her way back up to her feet, as she catches Sarin with a kick to the midsection, as she nails Sarin with an Evenflow DDT. The impact makes even Yoko a little bit concerned, as she withdraws from an attack, as RAF checks on Sarin quickly to make sure she can continue, which she manages to give the sign that she’s alright. Yoko allows Sarin to get up, as Sarin tries to shrug off the cobwebs the Evenflow DDT provided to her, as Yoko launches forward, looking to strike Sarin with the Pop From Okinawa, but Sarin leans back, as Yoko overshoots Sarin, and catches her extended leg on the ropes. Somewhat stunned from the miss, Yoko rests on the rope, as Sarin runs up the turnbuckle, and leaps off, going for Rinicanrana! She grasps Yoko’s head with her legs, but to her surprise, Yoko lifts her back up, and drops her back into the ring with a powerbomb!
McNally: Wow! What a counter by Yoko!
Yoko takes a moment to get her leg back over the rope, as she lands firmly in the ring. Sarin looks a little bit glazed over, as Yoko moves in on her. However, to Yoko’s surprise, Sarin gets up a little bit quicker than she expected, as Sarin catches her off-guard with a monkey flip. This sends Yoko back onto the ropes again, as Sarin moves in behind her, and delivers a German suplex to Yoko. However, as adept as Sarin is at countering moves, Yoko’s not known in various circles as Yokoberg for nothing, as Yoko flips out and lands on her feet. Sarin gets back up to her feet, as Yoko rushes at her, and connects with the Pop From Okinawa, this time actually connecting with it. Yoko attempts a cover, but before RAF can make a count, he notices that Sarin has her arm draped over a rope, which immediately breaks up the pinfall attempt.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 24, 2006 15:00:35 GMT -5
Yoko looks slightly disappointed, but realizes this gives her a chance to take a quick breather. Sarin does the same, as the two stare at each other, smiling at each other in process as they admire each other’s tenacity and toughness, amongst other things. The crowd cheers for both of them in sequence as a “Let’s go Sarin” chant quickly is followed by a “Let’s go Yoko” chant, as the chants repeat the cycle. Both of them laugh, before moving back in on each other. Sarin and Yoko exchange a few kicks, as Sarin being the more advanced kicker of the two, gains an advantage, and manages to knock Yoko down with the Rin Spin II. Sarin picks Yoko back up, as she rushes Yoko, looking to hit a running headscissors…NO! Sarin botches the maneuver, as she looks as if she’s going to land on her head! However, a quick move of desperation turns to fruition for Sarin, as she grasps Yoko’s arm as a last ditch effort to save her self, and she manages to turn it into a cristo!
Edison: Wow…talk about luck! We could’ve seen Sarin get hurt pretty badly right about there.
McNally: Very true, as that should serve as a reminder to all our viewers at home, to please not try this at home!
Yoko manages to break out of the hold, but the fact of the matter remains that Sarin managed to save face and execute a move quite well. As Yoko gets back up, she meets face to face with Sarin, and grapples with her once again. This time, Yoko is the more dominant one, as she whips Sarin into the nearby turnbuckle. Sarin runs into the turnbuckle face first, but she’s unable to turn around, as Yoko launches at her, delivering a stinger splash! However, Yoko’s not done, as she sets Sarin up on the turnbuckle, as the crowd begins to cheer loudly, as they recognize Yoko is setting her up for the Scarlet Dreams! Yoko gets Sarin mounted on the top, and executes the move…NO! Sarin manages to flip out of the move, as Yoko makes her way down to the mat, and turns right into Sarin, as the two at the same time try to mist each other! DOUBLE FAKE!!! Both women, mirroring each other, attempt the poison mist fake-out, and the two connect with each other’s legs, as they both kick towards the other’s midsection! This knocks both of them down, as the crowd cheers wildly!
McNally: What a match this has been so far! Yoko and Sarin are so evenly matched that it’s literally becoming a game of pure strategy!
As the two get back up, it’s clear by the look in each other’s eyes that they both want to bring about the end of this match very soon, as fatigue is starting to work it’s way into the bodies of both competitors. Yoko and Sarin grapple with each other again, as they both initiate a test of strength. This time around, Sarin manages to force Yoko down to her knees, but shortly after, Yoko fights her way back. Sarin connects with a knee to Yoko’s midsection, as she lifts Yoko up for a suplex, but NO! Yoko rolls out of it, as she looks to connect with a swinging neckbreaker…NO! Sarin slides out of it! Sarin rushes Yoko, and tries to strike her with the Rin Spin I, but NO!!! Yoko blocks it, and tries to spin Sarin with a dragon screw, but Sarin lands on all fours, and springs back up to her feet. Sarin strikes Yoko in the midsection, and pulls her in. She signals for the Flower of Chaos! She lifts herself high into the air, but Yoko has other plans, as Yoko catches Sarin in mid-jump and delivers an atomic drop that stuns Sarin. Yoko pulls Sarin in, and in traditional Yoko fashion, signals for the Flower of Chaos! She leaps, and connects with the maneuver!
McNally: DANGEROUS! Sarin looks to be out! Yoko looks fatigued as well though, can she make a cover?!
With both competitors down on the mat, it looks for a few moments as if neither will be able to make it back up. However, Yoko pulls herself to drag her own body, which must feel like it’s a thousand pounds heaver from the fatigue, as she drapes a singular arm over Sarin’s body.
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3! RAF gets up, and calls for the bell! This one is over!
Phillip: And here is your winner, Yoko Satoshi!
As "Flower of Carnage" plays once more, Yoko pulls a groggy Sarin to her feet, relieved her last attack did not cause injury. The referee raises Yoko's arm in victory to tumultuous cheers. She turns to face a smiling Sarin, hugging her tight. In her post-match euphoria, it takes Yoko a few moments to register that Sarin isn't hugging back. Yoko pulls away, staring at her questioningly, though Sarin is already facing the crowd, waving and receiving her share of cheers for her efforts in the match. Before Yoko can react, Sarin slides out of the ring and somewhat wearily walks backstage. In a state of panic, Yoko chases after her, all euphoria forgotten.
The crowd is as confused as Yoko as the show cuts to a break/video segment…
OOC: Ending events credit to Yoko/Sarin.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 24, 2006 15:01:20 GMT -5
Segment: The Following Superstar has been Rated "C" for compelling... (Credit: BK) Last year at he left critics speechless.... The alphatron slowly and easily transitions from the black screen into a shot of BK running up the ladder rested on the ropes, and diving full force at Skurai with a corkscrew plancha.From the man who brought you the match that stole the show at OE last year... As quickly as that sentence finishes, a slow, majestic shot of BK running forward and using the chair to leap into an airborne Shades of Michaels which connects with Skurai on the top rope, is shown to the amazement of the fans.ACW Most Accomplished Superstar to Date A multitude of shots, all strung together perfectly of BK holding up every championship he has ever won in ACW. Stemming all the way from his first ACW Tag Team Title win...to his most previous title win with the ACW International Championship.Returns to the scene of his greatest triumph... One of the most amazing shots of the entire Omega Effect even is shown, as Skurai screams in agony while BK applies his devastating Corporate Lock. Blood trickles down the face of Skurai and he has no way of tapping out with the handcuffs tying his arms behind his back.And this time....it's All or Nothing... And the final shot, the most regal shot of that evening. BK ascending to the top rope with a fallen and inert Skurai on the mat, and taking that breath for one minute before he comes crashing down on his foe with his pattented, From Brooklyn to London. The violence of the impact is manifested even more when they show multiple views of BK coming down.Witness the destruction of The Macho Man RDK ... Shades of Michaels to RDK.
The Corporate Lock to RDK
Hard and vicious chair shot over the head to RDK....at Omega Effect II: The Sequel....courtesy of .... Shot of BK London wiz across the screen in a very quick paced fashion, each not lasting more than a second before switching to the last. And finally the shot of BK London standing over RDK who is lying in a pool of his own blood is shown.....B-K London! Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 24, 2006 15:01:45 GMT -5
Match 9: Mystery Stipulation Match Wyvern vs. Rattlesnake (Credit: Wyvern) As the oversold crowd continues to operate at a feverish pitch never before seen in the history of the ACW, the following contest looks to be one of major interest for the crowd. Not only does it pit a returning veteran against a relative newcomer, it also pits a relative newcomer who’s been ascending the ACW ranks in meteoric fashion against an established veteran. However, there’s still a catch – the stipulations STILL haven’t been named yet for the match. So, as the ring crew stand at attention, with literally everything that could be used for a traditional and/or conventional gimmick match close at hand. As Phillip enters the ring, he has to avoid a ladder, and move past a folding table, before he’s able to get into the ring. As he finally gets his footing in the ring, the crowd pops loudly, in anticipation for the following contest.Phillip: The following contest is…the following contest is… Phillip pauses, as he realizes that the stipulations HAVEN’T been named yet for the match. Trying to save face for his delay, he quickly recovers.Phillip: Introducing first, hailing from Orlando, Florida, standing at 6’8” and weighing 277 pounds, one member of the Senatorial Stable, Rattlesnake! As soon as Rattlesnake’s name is announced, the lights in the arena fade to black, as the crowd screams in anticipation for the match. The traditional green spotlights circle around the audience, as everyone stands on end as the lights make their way to the entrance ramp. They stop, only to be a prelude to a blast of green pyro, which triggers “Blind” to hit on the P.A. As the smoke from the pyro dissipates, Rattlesnake is shown walking through the remaining wisps of carbon, as the spotlights illuminated him, giving him a greenish glow. He starts to walk down the entranceway, looking as focused as he’s ever been.
“I need to get out, there's something wrong 'round here I have no doubt, we're all gonna die from fear”
Rattlesnake stops to take in the view of the crowd. For the few hundred feet that stretch before him, there’s nothing grander than even the stairwells crammed with people. Rattlesnake smirks at the crowd in his usual cocky demeanor, before he raises his arms in a pre-celebratory manner. This launches a negative reaction that reminds one of a horde of zombies in a classic horror movie. He continues to walk down to the ring, unfazed by the hostile reaction.
“Everything's dark, and I cannot find, what I've been looking for, so I'd have to say I'm blind”
As Rattlesnake inches closer to the ring, the lights start to come back on at a slow pace. He steps up the ringside steps, and climbs into the ring. Once he enters the ring, he mounts the closest turnbuckle, and raises his arms, as the flashbulbs of the many professional and amateur photographers snap their shots for posterity.
“But he cannot see, yeah, he cannot see he's blind, oh yeah”
Rattlesnake hops off of the turnbuckle, as his entrance theme starts to fade away. He smirks at the audience, and then turns to the entranceway, looking very determined and focused on his opponent’s impending entrance.Phillip: And his opponent, hailing from Tacoma, Washington, standing at 6’1” and weighing in at 215 pounds, making his in-ring return to ACW, Wyvern! The fans go ballistic the second the synth-driven beginning of “Trip Like I Do” hits the P.A., as the arena’s lighting system turns from the classic soft yellow-white to a deep purple.
“I've got the acumen of a seasoned pro, I've got the legacy of a billion souls, I've got the world on my back but I don't seem to care, I've got the comprehension of a world unaware yeah, TRIP LIKE I DO!”
Wyvern takes his time before stepping out, as he waits until the theme gets to the latter half, as the fog begins to roll in heavy from the vents in the grandiose stage. As he emerges from the entranceway, the fans leap to their feet with a rousing chorus of cheering as he steps through the fog. It appears, seeing as he’s worn shirts and jeans that have covered his physique, that time has been good to him, as he looks to be in the best shape of his ACW career, and those who have followed him prior, to be in the best shape of his life. His jet-black hair hangs over his shoulders, complementing his piercing green eyes, as he looks around the arena. Despite the notion of a big-time match, he still takes the time to greet his fans that are stationed in the front row.
“Laid down on my back I can't sleep cause I'm falling, eyes in my teeth I can't see cause I'm eating, head full of noise I can't think cause it's crushing, back on my feet like a freight train, I'm coming”
Wyvern continues to make his way down to the ring, and has now focused on his opponent, Rattlesnake. He stops just before the entrance aisle opens to the ringside area, and points at Rattlesnake. Rattlesnake leans forward, and starts to shout something towards Wyvern, but Wyvern doesn’t listen, as he moves around where Rattlesnake is stationed on the ropes, and climbs into the ring. He mounts a turnbuckle, and raises a single fist up into the air, which sends the crowd in another roar of cheering. He hops down, as RAF checks both competitors, and looks to call for the bell, but before he does, Rattlesnake grabs a mic, and speaks.Rattlesnake: Wait, wait, just a damn minute! Wyvern, you still haven’t said what type of match we’re having! Wyvern walks up to Rattlesnake, and has a brief staredown with him, before bravely swiping the mic from Rattlesnake.Wyvern: You know, up until, well, last week, I was considering having the most grandiose gimmick match, something like a Taipei deathmatch, maybe a classic cage match. However, I realized something. You hinged on knowing what to expect so much, that you failed to comprehend that I might just throw a fast one on you. So…what do you see in the ring? Rattlesnake: Nothing. Wyvern: Exactly. Those are the stips. They don’t EXIST! The crowd murmurs loudly at the revelation.Wyvern: I didn’t want any excuses to arise from our encounter. You want to prove your wrestling prowess? What better way in the same style of match that should always be used to prove such talents? However, before I draw this on any further, let’s get this underway! Wyvern throws the mic down, as an angered Rattlesnake launches at him, as the bell rings.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 24, 2006 15:02:53 GMT -5
Wyvern and Rattlesnake collide with a massive flurry of punches, and for the first time in a month, they can go at it unfettered, without fear of security breaking up their conflict. Rattlesnake’s larger stature gives him a better standing base, as he launches a hefty right hand that sends the smaller Wyvern down to the mat. Wyvern quickly picks himself off, and mockingly dusts himself off, before he launches into a grapple with Rattlesnake. The two struggle immensely, as they have a power struggle. Wyvern drops to one knee shortly after the grapple is initiated, but to Rattlesnake’s surprise, Wyvern has quite the understanding of the usage of leverage in these situations, as he fights his way back up to a standing base. Wyvern’s body trembles, as his efforts are already beginning to tax him, as Rattlesnake’s larger body gives him an inherent power advantage as well. Rattlesnake quickly gains the advantage as he kicks Wyvern in the stomach, and delivers a suplex to the former ACW International Champion. Rattlesnake gets back up to his feet, and spins around, and places Wyvern in a kneeling sleeperhold. He starts to apply a lot of pressure to the hold, but Wyvern quickly thrusts a quartet of knuckles behind him, striking Rattlesnake square in the face. This causes Rattlesnake to fall backwards, as Wyvern springs up, and goes for the Deus Ex Machina!
McNally: Good lord! He’s going for the Deus Ex Machina already!
Edison: BAH! Wyvern should’ve known it was too early to put Rattlesnake away, and he’s going to learn his lesson with that swift boot to the face!
As Wyvern stumbles back from the swift kick from Rattlesnake, this gives Rattlesnake a chance to get back up to his feet, as he rushes over to the recovering Wyvern, and floors him with a quick lariat. Rattlesnake calls for Wyvern to get back up to his feet, as he taunts Wyvern, much to the displeasure of the pro-Wyvern crowd. As Wyvern gets back up to his feet, Rattlesnake plants a right foot into the midsection of Wyvern, and lifts him up for a powerslam, but Wyvern tumbles out at the last moment. As Rattlesnake turns, around, Wyvern rushes at him, and flips forward, and hits a handspring, and connects with Rattlesnake’s face with what looks to be a thrusting dropkick!
McNally: What a move! That’s a new page in Wyvern’s playbook!
Wyvern attempts to make a cover on Rattlesnake, but RAF can’t get there even close to the time it takes for Rattlesnake to throw Wyvern off of him. As the two get back up to their feet, they both pause and stare at one another. Soon after, Wyvern starts to move in on Rattlesnake, in an attempt to break the awkward silence. He grapples Rattlesnake once again, and this time Wyvern learns from his previous mistake, as he swings around to the back of Rattlesnake, and takes down Rattlesnake with a Russian legsweep. He rolls Rattlesnake into a crossface hold, but before he can fully lock in the hold, Rattlesnake already has his hands firmly clasped on one of the ropes. RAF comes in to break the hold, as Wyvern obliges before the two count. As Rattlesnake gets back up to his feet, Wyvern stops to catch his breath for a moment, as the opening portion of the match has been nothing but high-paced. However, Rattlesnake quickly sees an opening in Wyvern’s inability to keep on with a full-on assault, as Rattlesnake rushes at him and slams Wyvern down to the mat with a running shoulder block. Rattlesnake picks Wyvern back up, before sending Wyvern high into the air in a stalling vertical suplex! Rattlesnake gets his footing down, and before long the crowd counts to the tender number of fifteen before Rattlesnake drops Wyvern down to the mat, finally allowing Wyvern to get the blood rush to calm, but at the price of impact. Rattlesnake stomps away on Wyvern’s sternum, trying to disrupt the breathing of his opponent, to make the blood rush take longer to recover from. He picks Wyvern back up, and picks him up again for a powerslam. He lifts him, and slams Wyvern straight into a turnbuckle! The crowd cringes with pain, as Wyvern is draped over the turnbuckle via his legs, into a tree of woe, as Rattlesnake continues to deliver swift boots to the head and sternum of Wyvern. Eventually gravity does its job, as Wyvern’s legs fall from their perch, as Wyvern finally falls down to the mat. With Wyvern down on the mat, Rattlesnake tries for a cover.
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Kickout by Wyvern, who managed to kick out as the hand of RAF slapped the canvas for the second time. Wyvern looks for a moment as if he had just lost the match, but quickly realizes in his daze that he kicked out at the two count. However, he doesn’t get much time to gain a full understanding of his situation, as Rattlesnake starts wailing away on him, mounting Wyvern and delivering a few punches, as if to say thanks for the long delay for the stipulations that never happened. But as quickly as Rattlesnake mounted and gained an advantage over Wyvern, the tables have turned, as Wyvern connects with a double ear slap that makes Rattlesnake buckle over. As Rattlesnake falls over to the side of Wyvern, Wyvern steps back up to his feet, and picks up Rattlesnake. He runs behind Rattlesnake, and mounts the top rope. Rattlesnake stumbles backwards, and Wyvern grasps him from his perch on the top turnbuckle. He locks Rattlesnake’s arms from behind, and leaps from the top turnbuckle, twisting on the way down, crashing down on the mat on his back, driving his knees into Rattlesnake, in a modified version of a lungblower!
McNally: Yet another innovative move, with the Tornado Lungblower from Wyvern! True to his word, he’s pulling out moves that have never been seen in his arsenal!
Edison: HOLY FREAKIN’ CRAP! Check out Rattlesnake!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 24, 2006 15:05:36 GMT -5
From the impact, it seems that Rattlesnake is having a very hard time trying to draw in breath. As he does, he coughs heavily. However, Wyvern himself isn’t in the greatest of condition either, as falling from the top rope on his back, with his knees being compressed by a 277 pound person being a good source of his pain, as he holds his midsection in pain. Both men are down for a few moments, but their movements allow RAF to know that the two are both capable of continuing the contest, much to the pleasure of the crowd. Eventually, Wyvern and Rattlesnake both get back up to a standing base. They look at each other with a sense of loathing, but yet a sense of respect as well. However, Rattlesnake starts to hold back, after seeing how his anger got the best of him earlier in the match. Wyvern notices this, and as both men move in to grapple, Wyvern realizes he’s dealing with a whole new beast, as Rattlesnake is not forcing him around like usual, but rather surprises Wyvern, as he swings around Wyvern, and pulls Wyvern’s legs out from underneath him. He spins Wyvern into a Boston Crab, and Wyvern’s eyes go wide with pain, as his already sore midsection starts to throb. He starts thrashing his limbs, as Rattlesnake smirks as he applies even more pressure to the hold. Wyvern starts to go limp, but the over-capacity crowd chants his name, which gives way to a reserve of energy that waits around dormant in a competitor’s spirit until it’s convenient to make an event more exciting, as Wyvern forces his way up onto his arms, and crawls all the way over to the rope and lunges. He narrowly grasps the rope, and RAF calls for Rattlesnake to break the hold, however, unlike Wyvern’s similar situation earlier, Rattlesnake holds on just before the five count, much to the displeasure of the pro-Wyvern crowd. Rattlesnake smirks at the crowd, uncaring for their disapproval of his actions. He starts to taunt to the crowd, thinking that Wyvern hasn’t got himself back up to his feet. However, this proves to be a fallacy for Rattlesnake, as Wyvern jolts back up, and nails Rattlesnake down to the mat with a running bulldog. He holds the headlock of the bulldog, as he raises both him and Rattlesnake to their feet. He tries for another bulldog, but Rattlesnake lifts him up, looking to counter into a back suplex, but Wyvern springs his legs up, and grasps Rattlesnake’s head, and flips forward, into a hurricanrana! He holds for the pin.
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No! Rattlesnake forces himself up before the decisive three count could land. Wyvern looks a little bit disappointed, but nevertheless determined to make amends. He pulls Rattlesnake back up to his feet, but Rattlesnake sheds Wyvern’s grasp, and kicks him in the stomach to buckle him over temporarily. He executes an Irish Whip, sending Wyvern into the ropes. Rattlesnake backs up into the ropes, and rushes at the oncoming Wyvern with greater velocity, as he lifts Wyvern straight into the air, but catches him, spinning as he does so, as he delivers a ring-shaking spinebuster! Wyvern flops up into the air a little from the impact, as the crowd cringes from viewing the maneuver.
McNally: That spinebuster looks to steal a lot of momentum from Wyvern.
Edison: However, you never know, he just might be in better shape!
McNally: What do you mean?
Edison: Well…a piledriver worked wonders on BK London, didn’t it?
McNally: Oh god…you know that’s total bullshit.
Edison: My, my, McNally! Hold your tongue!
McNally: Get back to the action. Geez…
Rattlesnake gets back up to his feet, and looks down at his adversary, who looks to have a little payback for the modified lungblower from earlier, as it appears Wyvern has had the wind knocked out of him following the spinebuster. Rattlesnake sees this, and begins to stomp away on Wyvern, not giving any room for Wyvern to get a quality breath in edgewise. This sends Wyvern into a state of tremors, as he desperate tries to get a full breath in. It takes an intervention from RAF to make Rattlesnake back away, before Wyvern can grasp a full breath. However, Rattlesnake quickly catches him with a knee to the face, sending Wyvern back down to the mat. As Wyvern gets back up, it’s apparent that Wyvern has been busted open badly, as blood begins to pool onto his chest, as his mouth and nose begin to ooze hemoglobin. This even startles Rattlesnake, but hardly as he picks Wyvern back up to his feet. He starts jabbing at Wyvern, and as Wyvern stands dazed from the blows, Rattlesnake makes a waving motion, much akin to a snake slithering, before he strikes Wyvern once again with a hefty right-handed haymaker, dropping Wyvern back down to the mat. As Rattlesnake moves in on him, he lifts Wyvern up to a sitting position. He locks Wyvern in a rear chinlock, but unlike the substandard chinlock issued and made infamous by Randy Orton, he sticks his left knee into Wyvern’s back. However, he holds it in just long enough to see Wyvern struggle to get free. The crowd boos, as Rattlesnake makes it perfectly clear he wants to see Wyvern suffer, as he throws Wyvern forward down to the mat, as he flops face first onto the canvas. Rattlesnake picks Wyvern back up a little, just so he can see the blood that has escaped from Wyvern’s face, as it pools onto the canvas. Rattlesnake signals that enough is enough, as he picks Wyvern back up to his feet, and lifts him up for the Snakebite! He holds him up into the air, and spins, but no!!! Wyvern rolls out of the F5 position, as Rattlesnake stumbles from Wyvern’s bailing. Rattlesnake turns around, but not before Wyvern strikes him with a full-on Yakuza kick! Wyvern stumbles over Rattlesnake, and makes a cover.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 24, 2006 15:06:11 GMT -5
3! NO! Rattlesnake has his foot on the rope!!! The crowd groans in displeasure, which matches the expression on Wyvern’s face, as he cannot believe Rattlesnake’s luck. However, he quickly changes his demeanor, knowing well letting emotions get the best of him cost him his big match last year, and as Wyvern picks up Rattlesnake up, and drops him back down to the mat via a scoop slam. He then lifts Rattlesnake back up to a sitting position, and nails Rattlesnake in the back with a soccer kick, and then runs in a circle, connecting with another! Rattlesnake falls down, holding his back in pain, as Wyvern wipes some of his own blood that continues to ooze out with his forearm, before locking in a Dragon sleeper on Rattlesnake! Rattlesnake tries to fight out of it, but Wyvern locks his free arm with a well-timed step over with his left leg. At this point, Rattlesnake is trying to kick his way out of the hold, but given Rattlesnake’s height, flexibility isn’t one of his major strengths. However, as Wyvern tries to clamp on tighter, but all of a sudden, he drops back. As the crowd looks on, it’s apparent the leg that Wyvern draped over Rattlesnake’s free arm, made him susceptible to a sneaky low-blow. Wyvern falls over, as Rattlesnake breaks out of the hold.
McNally: What a low maneuver from Rattlesnake! Wyvern had that dragon sleeper locked in!
Edison: McNally, are you freakin’ kidding me?! If Wyvern had that locked in so well, then why did he release?!
As Rattlesnake gets back up to his feet, he pulls Wyvern back up to his feet. Wyvern is still hunched over from the low blow, and the crowd begins to feel queasy (at least some of the audience), as Wyvern’s blood has begun to clot, as a thick piece hangs down from his face. Rattlesnake smirks at the hapless Wyvern, and knees him square in the face, as the impact sends a REAL souvenir out into the crowd, as the thick piece of congealing blood flies into the crowd, smacking a rather unlucky fan in the face. Rattlesnake raises Wyvern’s face up to meet his, as he strikes Wyvern with a stiff right hand. He continues to punch him while holding Wyvern up, but to his surprise, Wyvern manages to catch one of his punches. Wyvern then twists Rattlesnake’s arm, and holds onto it, as he dropkicks Rattlesnake in the kneecap, dropping Rattlesnake down to the mat. With the arm still held, he holds it and turns Rattlesnake into a armbar. Rattlesnake, face down on the mat, starts to holler from the inflicted pain, but keeps moving along, determined to break the hold, as he thrusts his open arm, and grasps the rope. RAF breaks up the hold, as Wyvern rolls back to his feet. Rattlesnake gets back up to his feet shortly after, and as the two stare each other down from opposite ends of the ring, the fatigue that has set in throughout the course of the match is finally showing. Wyvern is losing him balance, most likely from the earlier blood loss that has been marked by the stains on the canvas, while Rattlesnake looks to be exhausted, as he draws in deep breaths and labored movements that give the impression he’s getting worked over pretty well.
Edison: What’s with these two? Stopping?! This is supposed to be the “most anticipated” match for Omega Effect, and it looks like a collusion course of two three-toed sloths! SHENANIGANS!
McNally: Be real, now will you? This match has been living up to its expectations so far. Anyways, as this match wanes on, it looks as if both competitors are going to have to look for new methods of approach.
Edison: Why do you say that?
McNally: Well, they’ve been going at it for nearly twenty minutes, and Wyvern’s known to be quicker on his feet, and which now he’s appearing to be quite dizzy. Rattlesnake, who’s used to having a power advantage, needs to find a more technical approach, as exhaustion has torn into him like a taffy puller on a wet paper bag.
Edison: You and your analogies…I’m going to call it now. Neither man will change their strategies. You know why? Because you’re full of crap. To quote you, “let’s get back to the match, shall we?”
As Wyvern and Rattlesnake begin to make their moves on each other again, both appear to be eyeing each other carefully. Rattlesnake lunges forward at Wyvern, but Wyvern stumbles around him, and shoves him in the back, which sends Rattlesnake tumbling onto the middle rope. Wyvern rushes the nearby ropes, and in his dazed state, springs off of the ropes, looking to hit a leg drop on the back of Rattlesnake, but NO! Wyvern overshoots his target, and actually makes it over the ring! He still connects with Rattlesnake, driving Rattlesnake’s head into the canvas, but not without crashing down to the outside!
McNally: DANNNGEERRROOUSSS!!!
Edison: Wow…
McNally: The fans here are going wild! However, one must wonder, which one of them receive the worse punishment?!
Edison: Well, to be totally honest, I’d say Wyvern. Judging from the fact Rattlesnake is actually moving around, whereas Wyvern’s just lying down on the outside.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 24, 2006 15:06:48 GMT -5
As the two are down on the ground in their respective areas, RAF takes the time to check on both of their conditions. He checks Rattlesnake first, as Rattlesnake is draped over the middle rope still, but nevertheless very slow at getting up. However, as RAF gets out of the ring, he notices Wyvern is in bad repair, as Wyvern looks glazed over. An instant replay on the Alphatron shows Wyvern hit his legs on the ring apron on the way down, which made the rest of his body by the law of gravity swing down, as he landed on the upper portion of his back and neck. He begins to stir, but it appears he’s in a great amount of pain. RAF tries to plead to Wyvern to not allow him to potentially get hurt any further, but Wyvern waves him off. Eventually, Rattlesnake gets back up to his feet, as he holds his head, drawing in breath in large, greedy gulps, while Wyvern slowly rises to his feet, and rolls himself into the ring. Rattlesnake meets him in the ring, as he greets Wyvern with a few stomps. Wyvern manages to stand in response to the stomps, but Rattlesnake quickly rushes him into a nearby turnbuckle, as he starts to wail away on Wyvern with a flurry of punches to the midsection of Wyvern, before finishing his combo off with a stiff and sharp right hook to Wyvern’s jaw. The crowd boos as he does this, mainly due to the fact such a closed fist is frowned about heavily. However, Rattlesnake, as always, doesn’t pay heed to the concerns of the audience. He whips Wyvern into the opposite turnbuckle, meeting him there with a thunderous lariat that whips Wyvern up into the air even. Wyvern stumbles forward following the blow, as Rattlesnake reaches behind him, and grasps him, nailing the Poisonous Venom rolling German suplexes! He holds the second suplex for a cover, as the crowd is on their feet!
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NOOOOO!!! Wyvern gets a shoulder up, as the crowd pops loudly! Rattlesnake cannot believe it, as he truly believed he had Wyvern put away. Rattlesnake stumbles back from the entire amount of exertion he put into the Poisonous Venom, as he lies down on the mat, fully conscious but in need of a breather. As with Wyvern, he squirms around, tending to his upper back region, which in the past few minutes has been the subject of quite the punishment. Rattlesnake gets back up first, after drawing in some more air, as he lifts Wyvern up in the air, looking for a stalling suplex. However, both men’s exhaustion gets the best of them, as Wyvern tumbles to the side, as Rattlesnake collapses from the lifting! Wyvern falls from Rattlesnake, and collides with RAF, and the unexpected impact drops RAF down to the mat!
McNally: Oh my God! RAF is down as well, there’s no one to keep order now!
Edison: Just wait…I’m sure Paul Heyman will be ready to come in and make the count. C’MON DUSTY FINISH!!!
McNally: It seems that both Wyvern and Rattlesnake have tapped their resources to the fullest, as both men are taking their time getting to their feet, as RAF looks to be out cold.
Edison: What a fragile ref!
McNally: Not exactly, if you look at the instant replay, Wyvern’s left leg struck RAF square in the back of the head! That’s enough when unexpected to knock someone o—Rattlesnake is back to his feet, but what is he doing?
Rattlesnake rolls out of the ring, and stumbles onto the arena floor. He lifts back the ring apron, and reaches underneath the ring. He stumbles around for a moment, before he comes back out completely, brandishing a familiar looking blood-soaked green baseball bat, with it’s ever-familiar barbwire-laden tip. The crowd roars in disapproval, as he smirks and reenters the ring.
McNally: Sweet mercy, no! It’s the Snakequalizer!
Edison: I think Wyvern’s in for a little bit of trouble here! He’s never met the Snakequalizer, but his cherry will be popped soon enough!
McNally: Ugh…that was a nasty analogy. Wyvern is in a bad situation now, as Rattlesnake looks to end this right here and now!
Wyvern struggles to get back up to his feet, as he begins to realize the situation that is forming right in front of him. He tries to block a side swing by Rattlesnake, but it connects with Wyvern’s ribcage, as Wyvern buckles as flesh is torn from the barbwire. He hunches over to try to tend to himself, but Rattlesnake catches him with a quick upwards swipe of the bat, which strikes Wyvern square in the mouth! Wyvern falls back down to the mat, as Rattlesnake picks Wyvern up again, as the crowd starts to REALLY voice their displeasure, as Rattlesnake starts to mock Wyvern, but before he can swing again, he becomes taken aback as Wyvern shakes himself, and looks directly in the eyes of Rattlesnake. To say Wyvern’s sporting a crimson mask is an understatement. A fitting description would be akin to a porcelain bust of Wyvern’s face, which then was doused in blood. Wyvern tries his best to keep focused on Rattlesnake, and this allows him to dodge a shot from Rattlesnake, as he floors Rattlesnake with a spear! He begins to lay into Rattlesnake with rights and lefts, lefts and rights, and everything else in between. He even lunges forward, and bites Rattlesnake in the forehead!
McNally: What is this? Wyvern’s going crazy!
Edison: Shades of the Jackalope!!! This is so gross…Wyvern’s blood is all over Rattlesnake! Someone get them a towel!
Wyvern releases the bite, as he gets back up to his feet. He notices RAF is starting to get to his feet, as he quickly notices the Snakequalizer lying next to RAF. He quickly grabs it, as he steps over Rattlesnake, and looks to be striking down with it one quick time before RAF comes to…NO! Wyvern throws it out of the ring, as he lifts Rattlesnake up, saying something to the effect of “it takes more than that to take me down”. As he gets Rattlesnake back up to his feet, Rattlesnake surprises him by kicking him in the midsection, and pulls Wyvern in for another massive powerbomb! He begins to lift, but to his dismay, he finds himself unable to lift the lighter competitor! Wyvern grasps the bottom rope which lies near them, to prevent being lifted, as he pulls himself out of powerbomb position! Rattlesnake throws a wild haymaker at Wyvern, but Wyvern ducks it, and knees Rattlesnake right in the midsection, and hooks Rattlesnake’s arms, and pulls him in piledriver position, as Wyvern shakes some of the blood off of his face, splattering the ring with his hemoglobin. He then lifts Rattlesnake up, amazing the crowd just being able to amass the energy to lift the heaver Rattlesnake, before dropping Rattlesnake viciously on his head!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 24, 2006 15:07:20 GMT -5
Edison: If I said it once, I’ve said it a million times: DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG GGGGGGGGEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!
McNally: Whoa…that was a long one! However, I think you stated it best! Look, Rattlesnake isn’t moving at all! Wyvern’s back up to his feet, and this looks like this is the end!
Wyvern stumbles up to his feet, and takes a look at the fallen Rattlesnake. He realizes that all he has to do is cover Rattlesnake to attain a victory, but in Wyvern’s condition, he appears to have a million mile trip ahead of him. However, the arena is pulsating with Wyvern’s name being repeated over and over, as Wyvern as well tries to push forward, looking to rectify his loss last year. He lurches forward, and within a step, his eyes roll back in his head. His arms go limp first, before his knees cave in. He flops down to the mat viciously, as the crowd goes silent. RAF, who has been back on his feet for the double-underhook piledriver that Wyvern had delivered, runs over to make the count.
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3…NO!!! RAF steps away from the two, as a closer look at the action makes him realize Wyvern’s arm is just a centimeter away from resting over Rattlesnake’s unconscious body. RAF begins to make another count.
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Rattlesnake’s body trembles a bit.
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However, there’s no major activity yet…
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RAF calls for the bell, as the arena goes silent.
Phillip: And due to a double knockout, the decision is a draw!
For the first time tonight, the crowd is entirely silent. No, this isn’t a Charlie Haas reaction, but rather it’s a moment of pure concern for both competitors. As soon as Phillip finishes announcing the result, EMTs storm the ring, and begin to tend to the two competitors. The fans begin to start chanting the names of Rattlesnake and Wyvern in respect for both men, who managed to give it their all here tonight in what is sure to go down as a nearly thirty-minute ACW classic. As the EMTs work on the two men, both men begin to stir a little bit. However, neither man can find the energy to get to a standing base, as two groups of EMTs lift both men to assist them to the back.
Even despite his heelish actions, Rattlesnake is the first to get a chorus of cheers, being the first to be carried to the back, as the crowd fully recognizes he is no longer an upstart that pulled off major upsets; he’s a major player to be reckoned with in the ACW who has definitely solidified his place at the top with his stellar performance here tonight. As he gets to the back, the crowd begins to defer their attention back to Wyvern, whose blood loss has been contained for the time being with a quick bandage job. However, the blood is still seeping through the bandages, as the EMTs look to hurry him to get stitches backstage. Wyvern raises a fist to show his gratitude to the fans, but it falls limp shortly, as he completely passes out in the arms of the EMTs.
As the two men are fully escorted out the ring, the ring crew works feverishly, as they begin to take the blood stained canvas out, as they replace the canvas with a fresh new one. During their time of preparation, a video package is shown of the next upcoming match, which snaps the crowd back to reality.
There’s a hell of a show still remaining.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 24, 2006 15:08:03 GMT -5
Segment: Love (Credit: Sarin / Yoko)
Yoko's body is tired and sore after her grueling match, though she sprints after Sarin with the energy of a fresh Olympic athlete ready for the 100 meter dash. She skids to a sudden hault, panting. Sarin stands six feet away, her back turned, facing the wall. Yoko takes a tentative step forward.
Yoko: ...Sarin?
Sarin: Congratulations.
There isn't any doubt in Yoko's mind that Sarin is considerably upset, though she's unsure of how to proceed. What would Jesus do? No, better yet, what would Alicia do?
Yoko: Sarin, please, if you're upset please tell me...I'm sorry we had to do this...
Sarin spins around; Yoko half-expects Sarin to nail her with her Rin Spin. Sarin does attack, though not with her signature kicks. Instead, she connects a jumping Lou Thesz press, pinning Yoko to the ground. Yoko, thinking Sarin's gone crazy, tries to wriggle away. It isn't until Sarin plants a massive kiss on her lips do her muscles relax.
Yoko: But--I thought...What? I thought you were angry?
Sarin: Apparently you thought wrong.
She grins, diving in for another kiss. Yoko's resolve is strong, though, and she breaks away.
Yoko: No, I know you're upset. Just tell me, please.
Sarin rolls her eyes, though remains sitting on top of Yok's chest.
Sarin: Nothing is wrong, Yoko. I thought you were going to try to hurt me in the ring. You didn’t.
Yoko: And I thought you were going to be mad if you couldn’t crush me…you weren’t. Why didn’t you hug me?
Sarin: I didn't hug you back because I was too tired to raise my arms, and I didn't want to stay in the ring any longer because, to be frank, that match was a major turn-on. Satisfied?
Yoko thought she felt a wetness near Sarin's tights totally unrelated to sweat, and now realization has dawned, especially with Sarin squirming on her at this moment.
Yoko: Locker room, now.
Sarin grins devilishly as Yoko leaps to her feet, carrying Sarin in her arms, nearly sprinting once more to their room, for what is guaranteed to be a very pleasurable evening for both of them.
End Segment.
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