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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 29, 2006 14:24:42 GMT -5
Segment: "...I'm sorry, what?" (Credit: Hunter)
The scene fades in at the air speed velocity of an unladen European and African crossbreed swallow. Andrew Hunter, beloved entrepreneur and egomaniac, sits quietly on the couch in the Senatorial Office, still having a few moments before his first match of the evening. Instead of training for the match, or doing any sort of preparation for the match, whether mental or physical, he simply sits there and reads an issue of Entertainment Weekly. One would think that with two matches coming up, he would be nervous. After all, that is the normal thing to be at a time like this. But Hunter is far from normal. And naturally, promos like these are meant to show off the peaks of his insanity and mental abnormalities. So let's get down to the point...
Hunter: ...a "B" for Clerks II? Well fuck YOU Entertainment Weekly!
He throws the magazine across the room and chuckles as it is torn apart by the viciousness of a drywall. Just then, he hears a knock on the door.
Hunter: Rattlesnake, is that you?
?: No.
Hunter: Senator?
?: No.
Hunter: Scott?
?: No.
Hunter: Fallen?
?: No.
Hunter: Mr. T?
?: ...n...o.
Hunter: Is it---
?: Just open the goddamn door!
Hunter rises to his feet with a shrug and approaches the door. Slowly he turns the doorknob and cracks the door open.
Hunter: OH!
Following this exclamation, Hunter swings the door open hard and raises his arms high happily.
Hunter: Fed-Ex Dude!
A man of average build in full-on Fed-Ex attire looks up at him with a raised eyebrow.
Fed-Ex Dude: ...my name's Pete.
Hunter: It's Fed-Ex Dude, damn it!
Fed-Ex Dude: Fine, fine.
Hunter: I haven't seen you in ages! Where have you been?
Fed-Ex Dude: ...I've been delivering packages to the unfortunate middle class of America.
Hunter: Ah, always the helping hand you are! So, do you finally have a package for me?
Fed-Ex Dude: Yes, yes I do.
Hunter: Is it something...special?
Fed-Ex Dude: If by special you mean a year's worth of Playboys and Sam Adam's, then---
Hunter: Whoa! Ixnay on the Ayboysplay and eerbay.
Fed-Ex Dude: I doubt anyone watching at home is unfamiliar in the ways of Pig Latin.
Hunter: You are one sarcastic man, Fed-Ex Dude.
Fed-Ex Dude: You kind of have to be in my line of work.
Hunter: Why is that?
Fed-Ex Dude: I give people packages for a living. I have to find SOME way to entertain myself. Otherwise I might as well just put a gun to my head and pull the trigger.
Hunter: I see. Anyways, what do you have for me?
Fed-Ex Dude: Oh you're gonna love this one.
The Fed-Ex Dude disappears behind the door and fiddles around with something, and then grabs something and sets it down before Hunter. Due to Hunter's physically dominating form, one cannot exactly tell what is before him.
Hunter: ...I'm sorry, what?
Fed-Ex Dude: Yup.
Hunter: ...hang on. You're telling me that someone sent this to me?
Fed-Ex Dude: ...no, this is a practical joke.
Hunter: Oh! For a second---
Fed-Ex Dude: That was sarcasm.
Pause.
Hunter: Right. So...who sent this to me?
Fed-Ex Dude: Uh..."Otway National Park, Victoria, Australia."
Hunter: Who the hell do I know from Australia?
Fed-Ex Dude: Well, look, my job isn't to ask questions, it's to give people stuff and get their signatures. So sign for it.
Hunter: Hang on...what if this is something bad?
Fed-Ex Dude: ...Hunter...it's a koala bear.
Hunter moves out of the way at this exact moment to a reveal a small cage, and inside this cage sits a lovable koala bear. Half of the audience proceeds to react with "awwwwwwwwwwwwww!" and the other half just look on completely confused. And yes, you read that right: a koala. Seriously, people, I cannot make this stuff up...well...umm...okay, yes, I can. But...you know, just read the goddamn promo.
Hunter: ...what if there's a bomb in it?
Fed-Ex Dude: I'm pretty sure that if someone wants to blow you up, they won't do it via KOALA.
Hunter: But why would someone send---
Fed-Ex Dude: GODDAMNITIDON'TKNOW!
Hunter: ...sorry.
Fed-Ex Dude: It probably got mixed up in the mail. But since we don't know where it was originally intended to go, you are the legal owner. Now sign the goddamn document.
Hunter sighs and grabs the clipboard from the Fed-Ex Dude, then quickly applies his signature.
Hunter: So...erm...what do I feed him?
Fed-Ex Dude: Beer and Frito's.
Hunter: Oh, I've got plenty of---
Fed-Ex Dude: Sarcasm.
Hunter: Right...sorry.
Fed-Ex Dude: Just look it up online.
Hunter: Wikipedia!
Fed-Ex Dude: If you want a fat and partially retarded koala bear, then yes, go by Wikipedia.
Pause.
Hunter: Sarcasm?
Fed-Ex Dude: You figure it out.
Hunter nods and looks down at the cage once more.
Hunter: ...wait wait wait.
Fed-Ex Dude: What?
Hunter: ...since when do people send koalas via Fed-Ex?
Fed-Ex Dude: The world's fucked up this way, Hunter.
Hunter: How so?
Fed-Ex Dude: Do you know why he's in a cage?
Hunter: Why?
Fed-Ex Dude: Because the shipping guy couldn't fit him into an envelope.
Silence. For a VERY long time.
Hunter: Well, I've lost all faith in humanity.
Fed-Ex Dude: Join the club. Any more questions?
Hunter: No.
Fed-Ex Dude: Good. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go deliver some methamphetamines.
Hunter nods and closes the door once the Fed-Ex Guy leaves. He sits down on the ground and looks into the cage as the koala looks up at him, nibbling on a leaf that was so kindly placed into his cage. Hunter slowly opens the cage and lets the koala walk out, and he does so slowly.
Hunter: This is the most adorably demented situation I have ever been in.
The koala crawls over to Hunter and climbs into his lap.
Hunter: ...I'm gonna name you Papylov.
Papylov the Koala looks up at Hunter blankly and continues to nibble on the leaf, amidst even more "awwwwwwwwww's" from the audience members. And in this strange and yet gorgeous imagery, we are left with the thought that this is horribly illegal, and yet has the potential to be very entertaining. So now all we must do is wait to see how it will all play out.
And you thought I couldn't get any crazier...
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 29, 2006 14:27:13 GMT -5
Segment: I'M SO BORED!!!(Credit: ??)
Japan. The land of the rising sun, video games, and anime. The scene is an open field, mountains can be seen in the distance. From that direction comes a horse, in full gallop. The knee high grass doesn't stop him as he moves closer and closer. There is someone riding the horse. He wears full traditional samurai armor. The red armored warrior moves closer and closer.
A different view shows his weaponry. Two handles jut out from his left side. One handle belongs to a short dagger and the other to the two handed katana.
The samurai is now shown in the front view. He pulls on the reigns, rearing the horse; it's front two legs coming off the ground. The samurai jumps of the horse, landing perfectly beside. He reaches up toward his helmet and pulls it of revealing his identity.
Tom Cruise
The picture then goes black.
Jake: God, I love that movie. Some of Tom's best work is in The Last Samurai, I think.
Now, the scene shifts to a room where Jake and Stan sit is sofa chairs, a big screen TV in front of them.
Stan: Tom Cruise would be so bad ass if he wasn't an alien that does kids.
Jake; So true. Damn, doesn't it feel good to be suspended?
Stan: I wouldn't know, I'm not suspended. I could be working and getting paid.
Jake: Fun wrecker. What movies are there to watch now?
Stan: Well, we watched all the movies you brought and I only brought this one movie Dan gave to me.
Jake: That is?
Stan: Brokeback Mountain, ever heard of it?
Jake: ...This is going to be a long suspension.
Fade Ou...
Jake: Hold a fucking second. You mean to tell me that Dan White GAVE you his copy of Brokeback Mountain???
Burn
Stan: Well, he said he already had two copies of the special edition version. He keeps getting them from people as gifts and he doesn;t know why.
Double Burn
Jake: Makes sense. Narrator, you can fade now.
Thank you. And the final scores is Jake: 2 Dan: 1. (That fucking 5 day reign)
Fade Out
OOC: If you couldn't tell, this was written by the one and only Stan Jake Cheng
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 29, 2006 14:28:29 GMT -5
Match 4: Final Round: Tag Team Lethal Lottery Weapons of Mass Destruction vs. Kudo Yasuda & Rattlesnake (Credit: Wyvern) As the crowd begins to prepare for the following match, the anticipation for the finals of the first Lethal Lottery tournament reaches a fever pitch. The entire tournament has been filled with surprises, and even though there is some slight controversy over Hunter’s ability to select a partner, one can only say the two teams here in the finals have earned their spots on the basis of merit and ability. As Phillip gets in the ring, it’s now time to stop pondering and start watching.Phillip: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is to determine the victors of the ACW Lethal Lottery Tag Team Tournament! Introducing first, at the combined weight of 578 pounds, the team of Hunter and Torak! ”Hybrid Stigmata – The Apostasy” hits the P.A., as the crowd begins to show their disapproval for the team of Hunter and Torak. Hunter emerges first, looking quite excited at the prospect of winning this tournament. He turns around, and notices Torak has yet to come through the entranceway. Hunter waves for Torak to come down the entranceway, which Torak complies with, but only with his rather stoic demeanor. The two make their way down to the ring, as Hunter slides in first, as Torak steps over the top rope. Torak gets over to the corner to prepare for their match, while Hunter rests on a nearby rope, waiting for his opponents to show up.Phillip: And their opponents, weighing in at a combined 478 pounds, the team of Kudo Yasuda and Rattlesnake! ”Blind” comes over the P.A., as the crowd shows a mixed reaction for the team of Rattlesnake and Kudo, as they come out in unison. Showing more of an emphasis on teamwork, albeit slightly, as they look to be making their way down to the ring in a much more coherent manner than their opponents. However, Rattlesnake looks to soak much of the compliments that are aimed towards Kudo, showing that no matter what opportunity Rattlesnake can get, if he can draw anyone’s ire, he’ll do it. However, the two make their way down to the ring without further incident, as they climb into the ring, and get to their respective corner, as RAF checks on both teams, before calling for the bell.The bell rings. As the two teams discuss who will tag in first, it’s to no one surprise as the two representatives from the Senatorial Stable, Hunter and Rattlesnake, let their respective partners, Torak and Kudo begin the match, seeing as both have matches later on tonight. As Torak and Kudo move in on each other, both Hunter and Rattlesnake cast a look of excitement, that akin to a person betting on a race track, as both men look at their partners as the key to winning this match tonight. Torak locks up with Kudo, and before a decisive struggle can begin, Torak throws Kudo down to the mat with resounding force. Kudo scrambles back up to his feet, and brushes his shoulder off, before moving to meet Torak at mid-ring again, as he grapples once more with the behemoth. However, it proves to be the same result all over again, only this time Torak manages to grasp Kudo’s throat with both hands, as he lifts him in a modified double-handed chokeslam. McNally: Kudo’s going to have to think of something to get around the size disadvantage, perhaps tagging in his partner of close-to-Torak’s stature might give them the edge. Edison: Yeah, but seeing as Rattlesnake’s got one of his biggest matches ever tonight, as does Hunter, do you REALLY think they’re going to want to exert themselves to no end to face either Flower Power or more importantly, the team that DEFEATED Flower Power? As Kudo climbs back up to his feet, he stops for a moment to study the way Torak moves, as Torak draws nearer. Kudo begins to run at Torak, as Torak lunges for another grapple, but Kudo slides underneath Torak’s legs, and sweeps them after clearing Torak. This causes Torak to fall face first down to the mat, and while a relatively fresh Kudo knows he’s going to have trouble in a few moments, as he quickly reaches for Rattlesnake for a tag. Rattlesnake looks hesitant, as he tries to reason with Kudo, as the crowd boos the delay of the tag. However, as Torak gets up, it startles Rattlesnake as Torak begins to glare at him. Using this distraction, Kudo slaps Rattlesnake’s shoulder, tagging Rattlesnake blindly. The ref tells Rattlesnake to get in, as Torak gets back up to a standing base. Rattlesnake tries to protest the tag-in, but nevertheless finally complies, albeit quite displeased by the way he was tagged in. Torak charges Rattlesnake, but Kudo, who hasn’t left the ring yet, sideswipes him with a spiral dropkick. It doesn’t knock over Torak, but stuns him long enough to fall victim to a brutal boot to the face, courtesy of Rattlesnake. McNally: Wham! That’s how teamwork should work. Edison: You know, I was wondering…what’s Hunter doing? McNally: That’s a good question…what IS he doing? Hunter steps off the ring apron, and looks to be walking out of the ringside area. However, such fear (maybe even hopes) has subsided, as Hunter actually moves toward the action on the outside, and walks behind Kudo, as he watches the action from the floor. Torak and Rattlesnake now lock up, and it’s apparent that this is a far more even match-up now that Rattlesnake is in the ring. Rattlesnake shimmys behind Torak, and as Torak tries to struggle and force his way out of the grapple, Rattlesnake responds with a swift club to the back of the head, which actually infuriates Torak more than it hinders him, as he spins around menacingly, as he nails a knee strike straight into Rattlesnake’s torso, before picking him up for a hanging suplex. At this point, while the crowd’s amazed at the 14-15 foot leaning tower in the ring, Kudo finally notices Hunter on the outside. He starts to kick, trying to get Hunter away, as Hunter raises his hands in surrender and walks away. However, as soon as Kudo turns back to watch the action in the ring, Hunter rushes at Kudo, and grasps both of Kudo’s legs, slamming him down to the arena floor, but not without striking the ring apron on the way down. McNally: You can never take your eyes off of Hunter for one second, there’s no telling what low he’ll sink to! I mean, c’mon, Kudo wasn’t even the legal man for goodness sake! Edison: However, in a big match like this, you do what you gotta do! Right, wrong, it doesn’t make a difference when something big is on the line! McNally: What about integrity? I swear Edison, you’re one step away from spouting off nonsense piped in from Ginger himself, while waxing on and on about puppies! Now, get back to the action!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 29, 2006 14:29:18 GMT -5
The crowd boos heavily, as Hunter looks in a shocking way at RAF, who looks to chastise him, but nevertheless, has no real proof Hunter did the deed. Seeing Kudo down Rattlesnake moves over to the ropes, showing a tiny bit of concern for Kudo, as he meets glances with Hunter, who is still arguing his case with RAF. As the argument draws on, Hunter looks at Rattlesnake again, and gives him a wink, as Rattlesnake finally understands what his stablemate and current opponent is doing, as he barely can utter out the phrase “Oh, you sneaky bastard!”, before Torak levels him with a massive lariat! This brings everyone’s attention back to the ring, where Torak picks up the dazed Rattlesnake, and lifts up Rattlesnake and drops him via a sideslam. Torak drops on top of Rattlesnake for a cover.
1…
2…
Kickout by Rattlesnake! Torak gets back up to his feet, as he watches Rattlesnake get back up to his feet. At this moment, Torak looks over to Hunter, who still hasn’t really done anything in this match at all, and signals for him to tag in. Hunter doesn’t really want to comply with the tag-in, seeing as how he and Rattlesnake both have matches later on, and seeing as they are indeed stablemates, don’t wish to inflict harm on each other. However, Torak’s demeanor switches from the normal intimidation to severe “I’ll kick your ass and rip your brains out” demeanor, as Hunter quickly complies with the tag-in, fearing the possibility of drawing the ire of his newfound partner. As he climbs in the ring, Rattlesnake is finally drawing himself back to his feet. The two meet in the ring, looking at each other, pondering what the right course of action between them should be. They both nod towards each other, before locking up with one another, most likely signifying they both want this accolade under their belt, and they’ll fight honorably to get it, at least honorably to each other. Hunter gets the first advantage, as he manages to get Rattlesnake in a side headlock. Rattlesnake tries to force out of it, but by the looks of it, Hunter has mastered the art of a resthold, as the crowd begins to boo as the hold is held for nearly thirty seconds. As Hunter sees Kudo waiting on the apron, pointing a finger at Hunter, Hunter releases the hold, as Rattlesnake doesn’t understand Hunter’s innuendo for releasing the hold, as he turns around, and nails Hunter in the midsection, and lifts Hunter up, and drops him with a thunderous sitdown powerbomb!
Edison: HOLY STABLE DISSENTION!
McNally: Would you cool it? Both men are vying for the same prize, it’s not a surprise that they’re fighting over it! The Senatorial Stable is a tightly-knit group, and even if I don’t always agree with their actions, I’m 100% positive that this will have no ramifications later on.
As Rattlesnake picks Hunter back up, Hunter has a look of “what just happened?” across his face. However, Rattlesnake Irish whips him into the ropes, and delivers a massive boot to the face. At this point, however, Rattlesnake walks over to Kudo, who looks to be chomping at the bit to get ahold of Hunter. Rattlesnake is more than eager to comply with the tag, as he slaps hands with the former Entertainment champion, as Kudo leaps over the rope, and stares the slowly recovering Hunter intently. As Hunter gets back up to his feet, he’s almost immediately back on his back, as Kudo levels Hunter with a well-timed Flashback Elbow! Kudo doesn’t try to make a pin attempt, rather he locks in the Dragon Constrictor! Kudo spins the maneuver quickly into the camel clutch variation, as Hunter looks to have nowhere to go! The crowd cheers on Kudo, as he tightens the grip he has on Hunter, but the crowd is quickly disappointed at a potential end to the match is stopped by Torak, as he jabs his right foot into the side of Kudo’s head. RAF tells Torak to get back outside, but Torak ignores the call, as he and Hunter double-team Kudo. As this happens, Rattlesnake steps over the top rope, and charges Torak, who turns around in time to catch Rattlesnake, and deliver a MASSIVE belly-to-belly suplex, that inadvertently takes both men tumbling to the outside!
McNally: DANGERRROOOUUSSSSS! What a move, but I could hardly fathom that the bump those two took was anything less than extremely painful!
Edison: I’ve got to agree with you, if we had a sponsor for the instant replay, it would definitely be Icy-Hot, as those two are going to need to tend to their soreness like no other!
As the crowd looks on at the two big men who are down on the arena floor, Hunter looks to take advantage of this situation. He picks up the battered Kudo, who is still woozy from the kick to the side of the head from Torak, not to mention the beatdown from both Hunter and Torak. Hunter whips Kudo into the ropes, as Hunter braces himself, and lunges forward for a spear…NO! Kudo tumbles over Hunter, who went for the running hug a little too low, as Kudo runs the ropes, and runs towards Hunter, and connects with the Yakuza Knee!!! Although it was a little bit sloppy in execution, Hunter crashes down to the mat, as Kudo covers him for the pin.
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REVERSE CRADLE BY HUNTER! Hunter grabs the ropes as well, and RAF doesn’t see it!
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3!!!
The bell rings!
Phillip: And here are your winners, and the winners of the Lethal Lottery Tag Team Tournament, Hunter and Torak!
The crowd can’t help but feel that Kudo was screwed at the very tail end of the match, as Hunter definitely pulled a fast one. However, the crowd still applauds the stellar performances by everyone that participated in the match. As Torak and Rattlesnake get back up to their feet, Rattlesnake looks over to Hunter, who is celebrating in the ring, as looks over to Torak, and as he sees Torak meet his gaze, he begins to move away from Torak as quickly as possible, dejected and looking to rectify this loss later tonight against RDK. Kudo joins shortly thereafter, as Hunter and Torak stand in the ring, as Torak celebrating is as common as hen’s teeth. However, Hunter celebrates enough for the two of them, much to the crowd’s ire. However, can Hunter and Rattlesnake contain their energy for their respective solo matches? And almost more importantly, how far will Hunter and Torak go in the tag division, is gold in their future?
The camera cuts away.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 29, 2006 14:30:03 GMT -5
Segment: Thank You, Enemies (Credit: Sarin / Yoko)
Holding a vertical hand-stand position is extremely challenging, though Sarin accomplishes the task with the grace and finesse of an Olympic gymnast. Her concentration breaks, however, as she spots Yoko staring at her from the couch. Falling down in a fit of giggles, she narrowly avoids crashing against their TV set.
Yoko: I didn't mean to cause such joviality.
Sarin coughs, brushing a lock of hair away from her face and tucking it behind her ear.
Sarin: Sorry. I just saw a booger in your nose during my hand-stand.
Yoko blushes a deep crimson and runs to get a tissue. Sarin, still chuckling, resumes her yoga routine while Yoko freshens up in their shared bathroom.
Sarin: Yoko, darling?
Yoko: Huh?
Sarin: Nervous much?
There's a slight pause before Yoko's assertive reply.
Yoko: No. I'm not nervous.
Sarin snorts, though disguises it with a poorly conceived sneeze. Yoko's head pokes out from behind the bathroom door.
Yoko: Don't believe me? Well, I don't care. I'm not nervous and that's that.
She's not sure if Sarin actually registers what she's saying, for her eyes are closed and her legs are all over the place, resembling some bizarre Hindu sex goddess statue.
Sarin: Well, I'm nervous. Chance and Umeko ended our winning streak.
Yoko: No, they didn't.
Sarin: Yes, they did. It was a draw. That's not a win. Which means they're the best competition we've had since our first tag team match together.
Yoko flops backwards onto the couch, her palms supporting the back of her head. Legs hanging idly in the air, she blows a strand of her raven hair out of her face.
Yoko: Right. But it's not a loss. And we can beat them.
Sarin: Of course, darling. In fact, we're going to announce to the world we can beat them in a few minutes. I booked us an interview with Charlotte.
Yoko bolts up as if shocked by electricity.
Yoko: An interview? Remember our last interview, Sarin?!
Sarin: Who cares? It's not like you punched Charlotte or anything. Just relax. You're obviously really tense about this, so let me do all the talking.
Yoko sighs, collapsing back down again.
Yoko: You know, I almost feel bad about fighting Chance and Umeko again.
Sarin cocks an eyebrow, but her eyes remain closed.
Sarin: Why is that, darling?
Yoko: They brought us closer together. Their bullshit just helped us grow stronger as lovers. We really should be thanking them. Instead, we're going to kill them.
Sarin: Wow, you're actually right. Let's call off the match, then.
Silence.
Yoko & Sarin: Nah.
End Segment.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 29, 2006 14:30:37 GMT -5
Segment: "Seven Deadly Sins: Lust" (Credit: Rattlesnake)
Back in his locker room after his first match, Rattlesnake continues to have his eyes closed. He begins to have a dream. The scenery is black as he stands in the middle of nowhere. He looks around and sees nothing. All of a sudden something appears in the distance.
??: I know you want me.
Rattlesnake: What the hell?
??: I know you want me.
Rattlesnake: How can I want you when I don't know who the hell you are?
??: God you're an imbecile! This time you're dealing with Lust.
Rattlesnake: Lust, eh?
Lust: Yeah, but I'm about to shatter your dreams.
Rattlesnake: And how can you do that?
Lust: Oh, I don't think you want me to do this.
Rattlesnake: Do what?
Suddenly Rattlesnake sees a horrifying image and instantly wakes up.
Rattlesnake: Oh god! That was disturbing.
Lust: I told you that you wouldn't want me to do it.
Rattlesnake: You could have at least DESCRIBED it to me! Not fucking SHOWED it to me!
Lust: True, but you see my point in this.
Rattlesnake: What kind of point was that?
Lust: It's what you're after. It's what you crave.
Rattlesnake: On the contrary...that is NOT what I crave.
Lust: Are you Rick?
Rattlesnake: No! You're talking to the one and only Rattlesnake.
Lust: Oops...my mistake. Let's see...ahh, you're the one with those matches. Ahh...I see what you're after now.
Rattlesnake: And?
Lust: You won't get it...deal with it. So long.
Rattlesnake shakes his head.
Rattlesnake: What the hell?
The scene fades out with a confused Rattlesnake.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 29, 2006 14:31:56 GMT -5
Match 5: ACW Entertainment Title Match The OnlyRedsFan vs. Davey Marvel (Credit: BK) Once again unto the arena, dear friends…Phillip: This match is scheduled for one fall and is for the ACW Entertainment Championship, making his way to the ring from Cinncinatti, Ohio, he is the Entertainment Champion, The Only Red's Fan! "Reds Fan" by Freekbass sounds through the speakers and the crowd breaks into a frenzy of boos for the Entertainment Champion as he appears on stage. He struts down to the ring holding his ACW Entertainment title in hand and even shows it off to the fans before entering the ring. He walks towards the ropes and raises it up in the air one more time before waiting fo rhis opponent.Phillip: And his opponent, weighing in at 223 pounds from Escanaba, Michigan, Davey Marvel! "Welcome Home" by Coheed and Cambria hits and the arena darkens when the intro to song starts and then a back light is shining at the srike of the big bass drum at the beggining of the song. The backlight eclipsed by Daveys silouhette that is shown against a curtain that is placed over the entrance way blocking Davey's arrival. It is dropped as the start of the string instrument (violin/Cello). Davey is revealed and walks to the ring. Davey enters the ring and stares across at his foe before Joey takes the title away from Red and raises it in the air, signalling it's on the line.*Bell rings* Upon hearing the sound of the bell, these two superstars waste no time locking up in a collar-elbow tie up and the crowd knows they are about to recieve one hell of a high flying contest tonight. Red quickly locks in a rear hammerlock on Davey Marvel but Marvel escapes the hold quickly by taking him down with a snapmare. Red slides across the ring and quickly gets back up to his feet before charging at Davey Marvel head on once again. This time Davey takes him down with a series of deep armdrags and then finishes off the trifecta with a Japanese Armdrag before kipping up to his feet. Red rises up to one knee and he stares across the ring at Davey Marvel who returns the look with a smirk. This only peeves off the Entertainment Champion, but he can't argue with the fact that Davey is indeed the more experienced wrestler of the two. Red returns to his feet and walks up to Davey, hoping to initiate a test of strength battle. Davey raises his arm and so does Red, but Red quickly switches his game plan and goes for a kick to the abdomen, unlucky for him - Davey is one step ahead of him. Davey catches Red's foot and now Red is hopping all about the ring, trying to swing at Davey. Davey throws up Red, having him backflip in the air and Red lands on his feet. Upon witnessing him landing on his feet, Davey attempts a clothesline but Red ducks and goes behind him before attempting a Back Suplex. Davey flips over Red and appears behind him before pushing him into the ropes. Red bounces off the ropes and baseball slides between the legs of Davey, but grabs one of his legs in the process - pulling him down face first to the mat. Red hops from the feet of Davey to his head and locks in a side headlock which is countered into a leg scissors by Davey. Red manuevers himself so he flips over and lands in sort of a bridge position on Davey which leads to the first cover of the match. ONE! . . TWO! . . Suddenly Davey shows off his impressive strength and rises up while holding Red and now attempts the Backslide Pin but Red flips over Davey and land in front of him. Red goes for a DDT but Davey pushes Red into the turnbuckles. The two stare at each other across the ring and the crowd applauds the long series of counters by the two superstars. Simultaneously both charge at each other and start going at it with right hands, slugging it out to the delight of the fans. Davey gets the upperhand in the brawl and gets Red on the ropes before ripping his Cincinatti Red's shirt and chopping him hard across his chest. Red clutches his bare, and now red, chest in pain and the crowd goes "Wooooooooooooooo!" as homage to the "Nature Boy" Ric Flair. Another chop is delivered to his chest and the crowd repeats the process and now Davey sends Red across the ring into the ropes. Red bounces off the ropes and Davey attempts a hip toss but Red lands on his feet and turns himself right side up before hitting a Northern Lights Suplex. Red bridges the move and Joey Reynold, assigned referee for this match, checks the shoulders and makes the count. ONE . . TWO-KICK OUT! Red rises up and slowly Davey begins to but he is met with a vicious knee to the abdomen. All the air is taken out of Davey on that move and now Red lifts Davey onto his shoulders and delivers a huge gutbuster. Davey clutches his abdomen again in pain and now Red picks him up again and delivers the move over again. Red covers again this time and hooks the leg. ONE . . TWO . . KICK OUT! While Red doesn't doubt the ability of Davey, he was sure the match would be over after that series of gutbusters. Red picks up Davey and scoop slams him before heading to the top rope, a place he is definitely familiar with - like his opponent. Red slaps his elbow and dives off the top rope, hoping to connect with a Diving Elbow Drop but Davey finds the strength to move out of the way, evading a move that could've cost him the match. Davey uses the ropes in order for him to climb to his feet and Red holds his elbow as he gets up. Red charges at Davey and Davey scores with an Inverted Atomic Drop on him. As Red walks around holding his groin, Davey bounces off the ropes and slams Red head first into the mat with a Running Bulldog. Red flops over on his back and Davey backs up into the corner and positions himself on the second turnbuckle. Davey dives off and connects perfectly with a leg drop before making the cover. ONE . . TWO . . TH-KICK OUT! Red isn't going to be taken out that easy, and Davey knows that. Davey picks up Red and brings him into the corner before setting him up on the top rope. Davey lands a few more blows to the jaw of Red before climbing to the top rope himself. Davey looks to be going for the Frankensteiner, and he jumps on the shoulders of Red and goes for it but he crashes and burns while Red holds onto the top rope. Davey lands hard on his neck, but this moment only proves a testament of his toughness as he quickly gets back up to his feet but no doubt his neck is aggravated. Red stands up on the second turnbuckle and dives off for a Axe Handle Smash but Davey kicks him in his abdomen as he lands. He now quickly puts Red's head between his legs and lifts him for a quick modified Garrotte (just the Styles Clash) to end this match but Red thrashes around and eventually releases himself from the move, back body dropping Davey over the top rope.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 29, 2006 14:32:37 GMT -5
Upon hitting the outside, he lands feet first but loses his balance and quickly stumbles into the front of the ACW English announce table. Red takes a breather, while Davey begins to get up and he quickly walks to the ropes and vaults himself over the top rope and takes Davey down with a Hurricanrana. The crowd applauds such a manuever, giving Red his props even though they don't approve of some of his tactics. Red gets up and picks up Davey before bringing him over the ring barricade where he reverse suplexes him gut first onto the barricade. Red then follows up with a running high knee lift to the jaw of Davey which sends him falling back into a lap of one of the female fans. The 14 year old teen goes crazy over Davey, who is a heart throb to all the female fans. Red hops over the barricade and sends the female fan running for the hills (not to say Reds ugly but because he intimidated her). Red punches Davey in the face, sending him staggering backwards and now Davey returns the favor with a stiff forearm to his jaw. This vicious forearm sends Red staggering backwards and Davey now clotheslines Red over the barricade back into the ringside area before returning there himself. The count of Joey is at 7 and Davey picks up Red and tosses him into the ring and follows him himself. Red begins to get up and Davey hops into the ring and delivers a series of forearms before transitioning to kicks that bring the Entertainment Champion to his knees. Red pleads for Davey to stop, but Davey continues to advance towards Red - falling for his trap. Red grabs the tights of Davey and pulls him through the middle and top rope to the outside of the ring, luckily Davey lands on his feet. Red is oblivious to this and rises up before pointing to his head, admiring his smarts, all this while Davey returns to the apron. Red turns around and Davey literally 'Comes with Everything' connecting with a huge springboard elbow strike to Red which effectively takes him out. Davey hooks the leg of Red and Reynolds makes the cover.
ONE . . TWO . . THR-KICK OUT!
Davey is just as frustrated as the crowd when Red refuses to die but Davey doesn't waste time arguing with the referee and quickly goes to work. He whips Red into the ropes, and attempts a clothesline but Red ducks and completes his Swing Around DDT, shades of early Rock. Davey is spiked into the mat and quickly Red grabs Davey and locks him in a Rear Naked Choke. With the arms around his neck and his legs laced around his abdomen, Red seems to have taken total control of this match in only a matter of seconds. Davey reaches out to grab the ropes, and even though he's so close he just can't seem to reach the ropes and slowly begins to fade. Joey checks on Davey and now lifts his arm, and it slumps back down to the mat.
Reynolds: ONE!
He does it again, with the same result.
Reynolds: TWO!
He lifts his arm again, and it drops for the third time but simultaneously Davey gets his bottom leg on the ropes. Red doesn't pay attention to the leg on the ropes and frees Davey from the hold, thinking he has won the match. Red calls for his title but Joey turns him around and speaks to him.
Reynolds: You haven't won!
Red: I JUST WON!!
Reynolds: His leg was on the bottom rope!
Red: I JUST WON!!
Reynolds: This match is still going on!
Red: BUT I JUST WONN!!!!!
Red is infuriated and he walks over to Davey to pick him up but Davey scoops him up in a Small package and the referee quickly slides over.
ONE . . TWO . . THR-KICK OUT!
Red won't fall for that one so easy, and he returns to his feet along with Davey who now rolls him up again in a school boy.
ONE . . TWO . . THR-KICK OUT!
Both get back up to their feet and now Davey attempts a clothesline but Red ducks and runs off the ropes. Red comes back with a body scissors to a bulldog manuever but Davey tosses him over the top rope and he lands on the apron. Davey blasts Red with a forearm smash that almost sends him off the apron but Red holds on. Davey attempts another forearm but Red catches him down low with a shoulder thrust to the gut. Red slingshots himself over the ropes and completes a sunset flip on his opponent.
ONE . . TWO . . T-KICK OUT!
Red is definitely frustrated, and both get up again but this time Davey looks to connect with his Holy Diver manuever (Matt Hardy's Side Effect) but Red rolls forward and hooks the leg. Reynolds begins the count.
ONE . . TWO
At this point Red uses the ropes for an extra leverage, unseen by the referee. . . THREE!
*Bell rings*
Phillip: And the winner of this match, and STILL ACW Entertainment Champion, The Only Red's Fan!
"Reds Fan" by Freekbass sounds throughout the arena and Red quickly rolls out of the ring before Davey can get his hands on him. Red is awarded his ACW Entertainment Championship by Reynolds and then his arm is raised in triumph. Red can finally take it easy, and he takes a deep breath after that long exchange of pinning manuevers. As Red walks backwards he raises his title over his head while back in the ring Davey is not too happy with his loss. Disappointed, he picks himself up and steps out the ring to a huge ovation from the ACW fans before disappearing through the curtain for the night.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 29, 2006 14:33:28 GMT -5
Segment: Of Pride and Arrogance (Credit: Scott Andrews/Vince Hall)
A priest reading from a tome is shown, whose face is completely unfathomable. A hood has been drawn up, and all that can be seen of a body is the frail hands as he turns the pages. His voice is low and raspy, sending chills down the backs of those who hear it. A single candle is on the podium where the tome rests, lit and burning, the only light in the room.
Seven Deadly Sins. Lust. Gluttony. Greed. Sloth. Wrath. Envy. Pride. Dubbed by Pope Gregory the Great in the 6th Century A.D. as the Seven Deadliest Sins a human can perform, these have each been abused time and time again. They were introduced to portray to the Catholic followers the Seven Deadliest Sins one can perform in order to need a penance, or pardon, in the eyes of the church. The deadliest of these seven is Pride. Pride is what ultimately what led to the downfall of Lucifer in Heaven. In the pairings of Sin with demons, Lucifer is commonly placed with Pride, following from his descent from Heaven to Hell. Vanity and narcissism are two defining characteristics of Pride. Dante defined Pride as “love of self perverted to hatred and contempt for one's neighbor.”
Scott Andrews’s voice is heard as the old man pauses in his reading.
There is no-one back there who can touch me in this division!
The old man flips the page of the giant tome, which is brittle and torn, as if it has been hidden away for centuries.
And yet, for every darkening shadow, there is a shining light to be its opposite. Humility, the mortal opposite of Pride, is greatest of the Catholic Virtues. Humility is shown by those who respond properly to anger when others violate one's personal rights. Humbleness is the defining characteristic of someone who represents Humility. Those who remain humble, keep themselves from falling victim to Pride and committing the great Sin of them all.
Vince Hall is heard in voice-over as the old man stops one more time.
I don’t believe that I am up to professional level.
The old man chuckles softly before continuing.
Now, on the day of reckoning for many souls, one will attempt to purge the Light Heavyweight division of a Prideful leader. For a month, one man has held the prestigious title in vain, his Pride taking over. His mind is clouded with arrogance and pride, tarnishing his true passion for the Light Heavyweight Championship. This darkened shadow on the Light Heavyweight division needs to be lightened. The shining light of humility will show itself as the current title holder will be shown the error of his ways. It will happen tonight. The site has been set.
The old man stops once again, as Scott Andrews voice is once again heard.
Seven Deadly Sins, live on PPV, The Skill, Thrill and The Kill, Scott Andrews vs. Vince Hall for the ACW Light Heavyweight Title!
The old man continues on once more, a slight quickness to his voice.
Pride has been present for too long, and Humility will show the way. The one who doesn’t believe he will win, will find the way. Vincent Hall faces Scott Andrews tonight for the Light Heavyweight Championship. A humble nobody puts his career on the line so he can rid the division of its Sinful manner. The prideful superstar will attempt to put the unknown in his place. Vince Hall. Scott Andrews. The ACW Light Heavyweight Championship. Sins will be wiped clean tonight... The old man begins laughing long and low, echoing through the hall. His hand reaches up to the candle, with two fingers poised over the flame.
Or at least those who have sinned.
His fingers come together, extinguishing the flame that lit the hall.
All that is heard is the low laugh of the old man.
End segment.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 29, 2006 14:34:21 GMT -5
Segment: "Seven Deadly Sins: Gluttony" (Credit: Rattlesnake)
??: And now it's my turn.
Rattlesnake: Cripes. What now?
??: What?
Rattlesnake: I'm just tired of you assholes, that's all.
??: Well, there's two more after me. I'm Gluttony, by the way...thanks for asking.
Rattlesnake: And I'm supposed to care?
Gluttony: I would think so. The reason being you seem to have an insatiable appetite.
Rattlesnake: Uh...how?
Gluttony: You want to be the best.
Rattlesnake: Damn right.
Gluttony: That feeling of wanting to be the best is quite insatiable, is it not?
Rattlesnake: I suppose.
Gluttony: I see. So that sort of qualifies you as a glutton.
Rattlesnake: Wait a minute. How can it possibly qualify me as that when it more or less means someone that eats too much?
Gluttony: That's one of the meanings. Another is having something that's insatiable whether that be an appetite...or a goal that you crave just a little too much. Whatever the case may be, you violated it and now you'll find yourself suffering deeply.
Rattlesnake: Yeah right. I'll believe that when I'm the best.
Gluttony: It starts tonight Rattlesnake. It starts tonight. This goal of yours, if you're sure you want it, pursue it. But be warned, you will have hardships along the way to that goal and when you reach it, you could very well have some very bad misfortune.
Rattlesnake: Maybe so, but what a ride it'll be. Now take your leave, I have two more of you to deal with and I'd like to get ready for tonight.
Gluttony: Very well. You'll be seeing Pride next. But be wary of Wrath, he's the one that most people should fear.
Rattlesnake: Ok, I'll keep that in mind.
As Gluttony leaves, Rattlesnake scoffs.
Rattlesnake: Pride and Wrath. What is all this nonsense? Why should I even care? What I really should care about is my big match tonight with RDK. Tonight I bring that International Championship back to the Senatorial Stable.
Rattlesnake smirks as he goes about his business. He clasps his hands together and waits as the scene fades out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 29, 2006 14:35:49 GMT -5
Match 6: Golden Ticket Mystery Match Atomic Kitsune vs. Santiago Rivera vs. Kudo Yasuda vs. Wyvern The crowd in the arena is settled into its “between matches” mode; people are chatting, fiddling with digital cameras and trying to get a chant or two established. Their cozy peace is abruptly shattered, however, as “Superheroes” by Edguy hits, and an extremely confident Santiago Rivera appears on the stage. He’s all kitted out and ready to wrestle, and as he draws near the ring, the Alphatron shows those who are not close enough to see for themselves that he is carrying a gold-edged piece of paper. He enters the ring, and calls for a mic which is promptly handed to him.Santi: Yeah yeah, I can tell you’re all thrilled to see me, and who wouldn’t be? But let’s get right down to business. A few shows ago, I was the recipient of an offer… a strange offer, but an irresistible one. This note… He holds the note up above his head-Santi:… instructed me to be here in this very ring, at this precise time, on this exact date. A few fans check their watches; it’s about a minute before 8.30pm.Santi: So I’ve held up my end of the deal, which means that whoever sent this to me had better get themselves out here and explain- Santi is cut off as the opening beats of “Poison” strike into the arena, and the lights dim down. There is a great response for Kudo as he steps out into view; he too is primed and fully recovered after his match earlier in the evening, and Santiago folds his arms and smirks as Kudo walks briskly to the ring and enters it, hopping over the ropes. The lights come back to normal, and a second mic is slid to Kudo, who picks it up. Santiago regards him coolly.Santiago: I hope you have a damn good reason for being here… Kudo simply produces a folded note from the waistband of his attire, and unfolds it so that Santiago can see it. A quick comparison, overseen by the camera in the ring, confirms that they are broadly identical.Kudo: What do you make of this? Santi: I’d say… that you and I are supposed to go at it. He flexes his muscles. Kudo smiles, and caresses his wrists in preparation.Kudo: That is not a problem in the slightest… The crowd gets excited; Kudo and Santiago start to move in, but with perfect timing “Trip Like I Do” hits, and both superstars are stopped in their tracks. The fans go wild as Wyvern comes out, just as they’ve been expecting; he makes no attempt to conceal his own document, and is swiftly alongside the ring where a mic is waiting for him. He gets through the ropes, and holds up a hand as he approaches the others, stalling them from attacking right away.Wyvern: It looks like this whole thing isn't really exclusive to just you two. However, let's not get jumpy here, we'd best figure out what in the blue hell is going on first. Kudo and Santiago are wary, but they can see the logic in Wyvern’s thinking.Wyvern: It may be just me, but I'll be damned if I'm leaving here without a proper explanation. This “game” or whatever it is has already caused me some personal headaches… As Wyvern is taking a breath, he is interrupted by the opening chords of “Fly”; the crowd starts cheering again, and AK is not slow to come out. She jogs down to the ring, by now anxious to find out what exactly is going on; as she reaches the apron, Wyvern and Santiago give one another a sideways glance. AK is given a mic, but doesn’t get a chance to use it right off the bat.Santiago (sarcastically): Well, well, this is a surprise. AK: Pardon? Wyvern: Fancy meeting you here. I mean, cryptic messages, spray paint… you could at least have changed your modus operandi. This is so last year. AK: Are you insinuating that this shindig is something to do with me? Santiago: I’d bet it’s got everything to do with you. Go on, show us your note, pretend you’re in the dark just like last time… AK puts her hand on her hip.AK: Oh come on lads, you really think I’d pull the same stunt twice? Do I look that daft? Looks and a smirk or two are exchanged between the three guys. AK looks a bit annoyed and is about to reply, but then the arena falls dark, except for a few swirling golden spotlights.??: If it’s answers you desire… then I shall reveal all… Music kicks in; it’s somehow familiar, with heavy timpani and a theatrical feel. But it’s the message across the Alphatron that gets everyone’s attention:
THIS IS A SHATTERED DREAMS PRODUCTION….[/color][/i]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 29, 2006 14:36:46 GMT -5
There is some collective jaw dropping, and a few murmurings of disbelief, until a figure in a long, shimmering golden gown with Peroxide blonde hair walks slowly on to the stage. His head is lowered, and the lights remain dim so that no discerning features can be made out…
The four people in the ring are understandably unnerved by this turn of events; they all glance at one another. Santiago rubs his neck slightly nervously, and then gives Alicia a push.
Santi: Uhh, yeah, ladies first, right?
AK: No way, I’m not being singled out to deal with the freakazoid…
The figure has reached the apron; the others make room for him to enter, and as the lights come back, he keeps his head lowered. Everyone watches closely, and Wyvern eventually makes the first move.
Wyvern: All right there, doofus… I’m 110% positive that you’re not actually Goldust… so who are you? Another one of Stanton’s goons?
Santi: Vince Russo?!
Kudo: Ted Turner?
AK: Bill Nighy? He’s been in just about everything else recently…
??: Heh… close, but no cigarillo.
The figure at once raises his head to reveal…..
….wait for it…
…Chairman Ginger!
The crowd groans, and the assembled group in the ring shake their heads and scuff the mat with their boots in annoyance at being taken in.
Ginger: Come on, don’t be such a load of pansies… I’m surely allowed to play a joke or two in my own wrestling federation?
AK: Well sure, but I hope you asked my mother if you could borrow her dressing gown first.
There are a few sniggers, and Ginger frowns, but quickly regains a cheerful disposition. Wyvern gestures toward him with his “invitation”.
Wyvern: So are you going to tell us what we’ve all been assembled for?
Ginger motions to an assistant as he removes the wig and gold robe to reveal his business suit underneath. The assistant takes the robe, and then instantly gets everyone’s attention with a gold-hued briefcase. Ginger holds this up and shows it to the crowd.
Ginger: Somewhere in this arena, there is hidden a second briefcase just like this one. The one in my hand is empty…
He opens it, demonstrating that this is in fact the case.
Ginger:…But the second, concealed case contains something rare and precious… it contains power.
Everyone looks slightly confused, so Ginger elaborates.
Ginger: I promised you all in those notes an opportunity to obtain a very special prize… that prize is nothing less than your very own ACW “Golden Ticket”. A blank contract, already authorized by myself and the ACW board, and valid for 6 months from tonight, that will become the property of the winner of the match which is about to take place.
He begins to pace, regarding each of the superstars in turn.
Ginger: Think about it… you could keep it simple, and use this contract to get yourself an instant shot at any title you desire; the champion cannot refuse you. Or, you could use your ticket to take on a great rival or rivals in a match of your choosing… submission, steel cage, Iron man, or anything else your twisted little heads can come up with.
The camera pans across the faces of those in the ring; cogs are already ticking over in their minds. There are a few people in the crowd with furrowed brows, and Ginger holds up an index finger as he discerns what they are thinking about.
Ginger: Oh yes, I can tell that some of you are wondering, what about the very first recipient of my offer? It’s quite simple; my intention was to have five people in this match, but as you will already be aware, Mr. London is still benched, which means he has forfeited his chance to participate here. It also means that the chance of the remaining contenders has been increased…
He turns his attention fully back to those in the ring.
Ginger: Sound good? Then all you have to do, my friends… is find where the case containing the contract is hidden, and unlock it. I’ll give you two clues to start with; the key is hidden somewhere here at ringside, the case is not. Anyone who tries to obtain the key before the case is found will be disqualified, when the bell rings in a few seconds I don’t want to see any of you back here without it! You have until the end of tonight’s show to complete this task… otherwise, ownership of the contract reverts to me.
AK: So, it’s not a wrestling match, then?
Ginger: Not in the normal sense of the term, no. But I do suggest that you use whatever skills you have to reach that case first, or take it from the person who finds it…
Ginger slides out of the ring, and walks to the timekeeper’s table.
Ginger:…You have about 2 hours, I’d say. Ready, set… go!
He rings the bell himself, and the crowd cheers.
There is a moment of inertia, and then Santiago leaps into action; he knocks down AK, who is closest to him, and slides out of the ring.
Santiago: I already know where I’m going to look! That contract is as good as mine!
He rushes off up the ramp and into the back, with a camera crew picking him up on the stage and following him at a run. Wyvern, Kudo and AK all roll out of the ring at about the same moment; Kudo and AK follow Santiago’s path to the back, but Wyvern takes a different tack, and jumps over the barrier to cut through an excited crowd….
The crew start to re-set the ring for the next match; the fans are sure they’ll be seeing plenty from ACW’s first ever “Treasure Hunt” match during the rest of the evening, as the scene cuts away to the next segment.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 29, 2006 14:38:47 GMT -5
Segment: Peace Within Celebration… But For How Long? (Credit: XS3)
Our scene is set within the hallways of the ACW arena. Christine Leon-Irvine is seen walking these particular halls with a big grin on her face. After witnessing her match with Kiley and its unlikely turnout, one has to believe that it was either a fluke or a better call. Whatever the call is, it has certainly produced results. Christine stops by a door with a maple leaf and an “X” written on the door. She slowly pushes it open and finds out that the light has been shut off. The instant she flicks on the light switch…
XS3: “I’m married to the woman who won her very first match!”
Christine’s entrance is greeted to her husband, XS3. Also in the room are Ben, Afternoon (holding a bottle of champagne) and Selina. Afternoon pops open the bottle, causing the liquor to spew throughout the room. XS3 walks towards his wife and wraps his arms around Christine, who returns the gesture. Afternoon throws his arms around the Canadian couple and almost encloses them within a bearhug. Their breath almost escapes them until Ben taps Afternoon on the shoulder, telling him to ease up. XS3 and Christine are released from Afternoon’s grip and Christine is soon greeted with hugs from Ben and Selina.
Selina: “Awww, congrats! I was starting to get a bit worried there.”
Christine: “Thanks guys, I couldn’t have done it without your support.”
Ben: “X’s training paid off after all, eh?”
Afternoon: “It must have. Kiley didn’t see it coming and… to be honest, neither did the fans.”
The five all nod at this then move forward with a great big group hug. Afternoon looks on at Christine and Selina, knowing that they are comfortable with the men they are with. The big man looks down at the ground, waiting for the one day he’ll have a girlfriend that won’t dump him like the previous two he had in high school. The five finally break apart.
XS3: “Well, tonight was a night well done. Christine won and I went out there to prove myself to the fans like I always do. This calls for a damn celebration! I’ll be buying.”
The Canadians all begin to approve of the idea. Christine wipes the sweat off of her brow after the match she had and smiles, looking forward to finally settling down after a long month that didn’t seem to end until tonight. Ben, Selina, Afternoon and Christine have already made their way out the door. XS3 plans to follow but a ringing cuts him off. He reaches into his pants pocket and pulls out his cell. The caller display reads “Unknown” so he flips it open and puts it to his ear.
XS3: “Hello?”
Voice: “…not bad.”
XS3 blinks. The voice isn’t anyone he’s ever heard before.
Voice: “Not bad at all…”
XS3: “Who are you?”
Voice: “Names are not of importance. I just called to say tonight was a great night for you. I can’t wait to see you at Meltdown.”
XS3: “Wh-what?! Tell me who you are!”
Voice: “Just call me… an old friend… Heh heh heh… Hahahahaha!”
XS3 begins to protest but the caller has already hung up. The Destined Demolisher looks to the ground. Who is this mysterious person? Why is he after XS3?
Christine: “Matt?”
XS3 looks up at Christine standing in the doorway, concerned.
Christine: “Are you okay?”
The Destined Demolisher looks at his wife with a small look of concern then shakes it off and gets a feigned smile on his face.
XS3: “It’s nothing. Don’t worry about it. Let’s just go.”
Christine doesn’t really know if she can believe her husband when he says that but things could run late so now is not the time. The two take their hands in each other’s and walk away from the locker room.
Things seem to have settled down after a grueling month.
But is there still unfinished business in the annals of ACW?
Fade out…
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 29, 2006 14:39:37 GMT -5
Segment: "Seven Deadly Sins: Pride" (Credit: Rattlesnake)
Rattlesnake: When are those sons of bitches going to show up? I have a match soon!
??: Sorry I'm late. I got caught in traffic.
Rattlesnake: Uhh...how can you get into traffic? Aren't you just a figment of my imagination?
??: Technically yes, but I do have other people to deal with.
Rattlesnake: Ahh, that's what kept you.
??: Yeah, anyways Pride's finally here.
Rattlesnake: So what's your deal tonight?
Pride: Let's just say I've been watching you lately and I like what I see. You're just like I am.
Rattlesnake: Really?
Pride: Absolutely. I strongly believe that you are because you seem to have that huge ego. I used to have a huge ego, but now, I have a lot of pride.
Rattlesnake: Oh ha-ha. Very funny. So why are you here? Have I shown too much pride?
Pride: Hardly. Remember when you lost to those to women?
Rattlesnake sneers, knowing Pride hit a serious nerve.
Rattlesnake: Don't remind me of that!
Pride: See, your pride was damaged. I decided to show up tonight to try and repair the damage.
Rattlesnake: Repair the damage?
Pride: Yeah. Unlike my other counterparts, I want you to succeed. I want to see your face light up with whatever it is your face lights up with when you beat RDK tonight.
Rattlesnake smirks.
Pride: That's the look! I want to see that again tonight.
Rattlesnake: An interesting request. Unlike the others, I like you a lot. Just for that, I'll do it. I'll make sure you see that look again tonight.
Pride: Now that's what I wanted to hear. When you get kicked down like you were, just find something to bring you back up. Tonight is the chance you have, so take advantage of it.
Rattlesnake: Oh I will...believe me...I will.
The smirk stays on Rattlesnake's face as the scene fades to black.
Fade out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 29, 2006 14:40:15 GMT -5
Match 7: ACW Light-Heavyweight Title Match Vince Hall v. Scott Andrews (Credit: Vince/Scott) Philip is on hand to announce the next match…No way?!</sarcasm>Philip: This next match is scheduled for ONE FALL and is for the ACW LIGHT HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP! Introducing first; the challenger. From Phoenix, Arizona, weighing in at 215 pounds, Vince HALL! “I Want You” blares over the loud speaker and Hall walks out onto the stage. He walks down the ramp, soaking in the cheers from his fans as he passes them by. He seems ready, as he stops for a moment before jumping into the ring. Hall bounces around the ropes, shaking off the nervousness of his first PPV appearance. He stops as soon as “Anasasis (Xenophontis)” plays, however, and he stands mid-ring in a fight ready position.Philip: And his opponent; from Denver, Colorado, weighing in at 220 pounds, he is the ACW LIGHT HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION, The SCARLET ASSASSIN, SCOTT ANDREWS! The lights go out and a red tint fills over the entire arena as Scott Andrews walks out to a less than appreciative audience, Jessie clasping his hand. The fans are obviously behind the underdog tonight. He walks onto the entrance ramp with a huge grin on his face and wipes his chin with his thumb a couple of times. He continues walking just past the main part of the ramp with a confident smile and performs a 'gun' taunt, which he 'waves' at Vince before 'shooting’ him. Scott keeps walking until he reaches the apron. He slides in under the bottom rope and immediately gets to his feet as Jessie stays on the outside, receiving numerous cat calls and whistles. Climbing the turnbuckle, he looks into the audience and raises one arm rapidly, title in hand, whilst yelling inaudible, yet obviously 'psyche up' comments. He jumps down and faces Vince Hall. The referee is handed the LHW belt as both men stare a hole through one another. The bell rings while the two exchange smack talk.DING! DING! DING! Scott and Vince part and Scott raises his hand for a test of strength. Vince obliges with caution and interlocks the fingers of Scott. The hands of both men are now connected. They come together at the chest and battle for the upper hand. Scott releases the grip on one hand and twists around with an arm wrench on Vince. Still holding on, Vince rolls forward to relieve the pressure, and then gives Scott an arm wrench of his own. Scott cartwheels to bring them back to square one, but then hits a shoulder arm breaker. He still holds onto the hand of Vince and applies a hammerlock. Vince counters into his own hammerlock, but Scott quickly spins back into his own before delivering a Leg Lift Backdrop Suplex. Scott stands quickly and smirks as Vince begins to stand.Maxwell McNally: These two are technically gifted, no doubt about it. The two stand off until Scott again initiates a confrontation by locking up with Vince. Scott counters into a rear waist lock, which is reversed by Vince into his own rear waist lock. Vince hurls Scott backwards with a German Suplex motion, but Scott lands on his feet after the back flip. He charges at Vince, who swiftly maneuvers himself on the ground to get up and spin into a Drop Toe Hold. Scotts beautiful face smashes against the canvas. The crowd pop for the exchanges, and Scott gets to one knee and looks at Vince, who smiles confidently at him. Scott nods his head as he realizes this kid has more potential than he first thought. ’Fast’ Eddie Edison: It seems Scott has some actual competition tonight, Maxwell. Maxwell McNally: I wouldn’t count Vince out at all. Scott gets up and the two competitors circle each other once more. They attempt to grapple the other, but Scott comes in with an amateur style double leg takedown. Vince turns to his stomach to avoid being pinned. Scott then hooks the arms of Vince in a full nelson and uses his height and strength advantage to hoist Vince to his feet before unlatching one arm and delivering a brutal Half-Nelson Suplex. The crowd wince as Scott goes for the cover. ………………………………..1! ………………………………..2! …………………………….Kickout!
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