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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 28, 2006 14:04:39 GMT -5
ACW Proudly Presents: Samhain Saturday 28th October 2006
ACW World Tour II Grand Finale Madison Square Garden, New York City
Schedule of Matches: --------------------------------------
The Machine vs. Mr. Red
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Fallout Tag Team Title Match Santiago and Ares Vs. The Goodfellas
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Thumb tacks and Barbed Wire match - Special Ref: Logan Locke Christopher Bryant vs Reckless
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First Blood Tag Match Hitman of the Gods and Serenity Ramirez vs. Draco and Magnum Steele
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2/3 Falls Match Singles, Hardcore, Cage (w/ Roof & No door) Leon Chase vs. Jason Freeman
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ACW Entertainment Title Match MASAKI vs. Jonny Spade
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Snakepit Match Rattlesnake vs. Alicia Kitsune vs. Jake Cheng
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ACW Light-Heavyweight Title - Pure Rules Kudo Yasuda vs Scott Andrews
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ACW World Title Match BK London vs. Yoko Satoshi
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 28, 2006 14:07:12 GMT -5
Samhain. Always one of the strongest and most anticipated dates on the ACW calendar, the final night of the second ACW World Tour promises to outshine all the rest. It is somehow appropriate that most of the card has a violent hue; tonight will see many people tested to their limits and beyond. But first, the scene needs to be set – and ACW always delivers on that front in inimitable style.
The whole of Madison Square Garden is cast into darkness; as the crowd whoops and cheers, eerie green lights gently pierce the black, and then an organ is heard, somehow sacred and profane at the same time…
And then the stage is bathed in light and pyro, and the crowd’s cheer is enormous as they see who’s been booked to provide the opening entertainment…Yes, it’s Finnish rockers and borderline nutcases, Lordi. The audience, presented with the choice of deciding that this is either brilliance or bollocks, opts emphatically for the latter and embraces the cheesy wall of noise as Mr. Lordi belts out the vocals.Hard Rock Hallelujah! Hard Rock Hallelujah!
The saints are crippled On this sinners’ night Lost are the lambs with no guiding light The walls come down like thunder The rock’s about to roll It’s the Arockalypse Now bare your soul
All we need is lightning With power and might, Striking down the prophets of false As the moon is rising, Give us the sign- Now let us rise up in awe…
Rock ’n roll angels bring thine hard rock hallelujah! Demons and angels all in one have arrived Rock ’n roll angels bring thine hard rock hallelujah! In God’s creation supernatural high…
The true believers Thou shall be saved Brothers and sisters keep strong in the faith On the day of Rockening It’s who dares, wins You will see the jokers soon’ll be the new kings!
All we need is lightning With power and might Striking down the prophets of false As the moon is rising Give us the sign Now let us rise up in awe
Rock ’n roll angels bring thine hard rock hallelujah! Demons and angels all in one have arrived Rock ’n roll angels bring thine hard rock hallelujah In God’s creation supernatural high…The crowd responds in delight as Mr. Lordi shows off his wings in the middle eight of the song: Wings on my back I got horns on my head My fangs are sharp And my eyes are red Not quite an angel Or the one that fell Now choose to join us or go straight to Hell!
Rock ’n roll angels bring thine hard rock hallelujah! Demons and angels all in one have arrived Rock ’n roll angels bring thine hard rock hallelujah! In God’s creation supernatural high!
Hard Rock Hallelujah! Hard Rock Hallelujah!The crowd is well and truly hyped as the song ends, and Lordi take a collective bow as the stage area is cleared. The lights come on, and the crowd settles as we cut to the first backstage segment of the evening…
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 28, 2006 14:09:26 GMT -5
Segment: Getting Personal (Credit: Red)
The camera cuts to Mr. Red, who is wandering around in the backstage area. He heads into the locker room area and over to his locker. As he nears it, he notices that it has been opened when he wasn’t around. Red slowly approaches his locker and slides the door open to see his beloved baseball bat broken in half.
Red slams the door of his locker shut and begins to race out the door in frustration. He knows exactly who did it. Before he can get through the door, another figure tries to enter. Red tries to push the other person to the wall but gets laid out for his efforts.
??: Get up. And watch where you’re going.
Red: Screw off, BK. Now ain’t the time.
The Madison Square Garden crowd goes ballistic at the sight of their local guy made good. BK continues to look at Red as he gets up.
BK: What is your hurry? No games on right now. It’s off season.
Red: Come here and look at this shit.
Red and BK head back to the locker and Red opens the door for BK to see inside. London’s eyes widen at the sight.
BK: Is that the one that I gave you?
Red: Yep.
BK: Who did it?
Red: I’m on my way right now to beat their ass.
BK: Go. Go beat that ass. Give him a good shot for me too cause that was one badass baseball bat.
Red races from the locker room. BK looks around and realizes that Red left his locker door open. He browses through the locker looking for some goodies.
BK: What the hell? There isn’t a damn thing in here worth taking.
BK slams the door shut and walks away as the screen fades out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 28, 2006 14:11:17 GMT -5
Match 1: The Machine vs. Mr. Red (Credit: Latino) All right, enough theatrics, let’s get this show on the road! Philip gets a loud cheer as he enters the ring to begin his night’s duties.Phillip: Ladies and Gentlemen, this match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first…from Columbus, Ohio…weighing in at a solid 200 lbs…and standing at 6’0”….Mr. Red…The Only Red’s Fan! Reds Fan by Freekbass begins to play as Red walks through the curtains with arms raised high. The fans give him a more than welcomed response as the former Entertainment Champion slaps down. As Red gets closer to the ring he jumps onto the apron and then steps into the ring. He then climbs the turnbuckle as he yells out to the fans. They all cheer in response and then the attention turns back towards the the entrance as his opponent is announced.Phillip: And his opponent from Parts Unknown….and weighing in at 235 lbs……accompanied by his manager Paul Kubbyd….The Machine! ”Masters of Puppets” by Metallica starts to play s the cheers turn to boos. Kubbyd emerges through the curtains first with a smirk on his face. He looks around the arena at the fans. The Machine slowly walks into view as he looks slightly to the right. He slowly walks down the entranceway with Kubbyd’s motions. The Machine grabs the ropes and pulls himself up onto the ring apron.* The Bell Rings * Red stares down his opponent as The Machine listens to a few words of advice from his manager. The fans start up a slow chant for Red as he can't help but smirk at the response. "RED! RED! RED! GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO RED!" He raises an arm to the fans and then runs back towards the ropes. Red bounces off as he gains some momentum and then slams right into his opponent that could be misunderstood for a brick wall at this point. Red falls down against the mat as he rubs his head and looks up at his opponent. The Machine stares back down and reaches for his opponent but the nimble wrestler rolls out of the way and is on his feet within the blink of an eye. Red then jumps and nails the big man with a dropkick to the chest. He stumbles back half a step as Red rolls back to his feet. The fan favorite looks left and right and then runs towards the ropes. The Machine turns towards him and as Red charges he's struck in the face with a big boot. The former Entertainment Champion whiplashes into the ring mat with severity and then insult to injury as added as the Machine drops down with a big elbow drop. He goes for an early cover as the Referee slides onto the mat. . . . ONE! . . . TWO! . . And Red kicks out before there's even a chance for a three count. The Machine grabs him by the hair and pulls him roughly back to his feet. He whips Red into the ropes and as the fans start up a cheer once again The Machine goes for another big boot to the face. The Only Red's Fan ducks the attack and quickly turns around as he runs past his opponent. He then jumps up and with a solid Spinning Heel kick hits The Machine right in the face. This time the big man takes a more than a steps back as he is taken by surprise. Red lands on his feet and immediately runs for the nearest turnbuckle corner. He jumps up to the top and without a moment's hesitation leaps off of it towards his opponent. He grabs by the neck but the Machine doesn't get taken down by any type of move. He wraps his arms around Red's body and starts charging for the turnbuckle corner. Red is slammed into the corner not once....or twice...but a third time. Red yells out in pain with each thrust into the corner. The Machine then lifts him up and as he spins around he's driven deep into the right mat. He goes for a cover once again but Red kicks out before the Referee can even make a one count. The Machine sits up confused as Red starts getting up. He shakes his arms as the fans start chanting "Red! Red! Red! GOOOOOOOOOOO RED!" The wrestler slaps his head as the Machine is unsure just what the hell is going on with him. He paces around the ring and as he faces his mammoth of an opponent he points at the Machine. The fans cannot resist to yell out in unison "YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!" Red lunges at the Machine and without any sort of hesitation he starts attacking with a fury of lefts and rights. Then he ducks an attack from the Machine and returns with an uppercut of his own. He does so again and again forcing the big man to stumble back against the ropes. Red then runs towards the ropes and bounces off in order to gain some momentum. He then leaps up in the air and comes down onto his opponent with a Stinger Splash that nearly sends both men over the top rope. Red slides back into the middle of the ring and then attacks with a dropkick once again. As he rolls back onto his feet the fans let out a big pop for the wrestler. Red then kicks The Machine in the stomach and attacks with a series of chops and punches. He then grabs the Machine by the head and goes for a suplex. This time the big man doesn't allow to it occur as he stops Red. He lifts him up vertical and holds him still for a few seconds. Then he releases and lets gravity takes it's role as Red slams into the ring mat almost on his head. The Machine now grabs Red by his leg and drags him into the middle of the ring. He lifts up one leg and quickly turns over Red as he locks on The Agony of Defeat. The Machine applies as much pressure as he can while the fans let out a large range of boos and jeers. The moments pass as Red tries crawling towards the ropes, but his opponent is applying the right amount of pressure and weight to hold him still. The fans continue to cheer for the fan favorite but he can't make his destination. He holds up his arm in strain and earnest but no one can blame him as he rapidly starts slapping the mat. The Referees calls for the bell as the Machine releases the hold at the sound of the bell. Phillip: Here is your winner…by submission…The Machine! Kubbyd pushes the Referee off to the side as he “officially” raises The Machine’s arm in victory. The fans let out a loud amount of jeers and boos. Red is kicked out of the ring by Kubbyd as The Machine looks around the ring and lets out a loud roar as the scene fades to black….
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 28, 2006 14:11:49 GMT -5
Segment: Sex, Lies, and Videotape (Well, maybe not the first one…) (Credit: Shawn)
Work seems to never end when you’re the head of a multi-million dollar multinational corporation like Alpha Championship Wrestling. There’s always deals to look over, sponsors to please, and enemies to crush.
Ah… Nothing is ever quite as enjoyable as crushing one’s enemies…
The thought that ACW humiliated Fallout on their first Pay-Per-View event is something that brings Chairman Ginger a lot of joy as he employs himself in the normally mundane task of going over paperwork. Destroying Fallout before they can ever really compete from a production standpoint has been in his plans for some time now, but he’s never had the any kind of support from his roster. For the most part, they’ve either been mildly supportive, or generally apathetic of Fallout’s growth.
That is until the incident at Emperor of the Ring 2006… While Fallout has and probably always consider it a victor…it probably did more to unite ACW than anything else. Now Ginger has a collection of some of his best and brightest stars ready to attack Fallout at a moment’s notice… He feels like he’s holding all the cards. The day couldn’t be going any better.
So, of course, it quickly gets worse.
A hoarse roar and the sound of his door being knocked clean off of its hinges immedietly changes the mood of the day. Before Ginger can even react, Chance tosses his desk aside and grabs him by the throat. Then, with little effort, he forcefully slams him into the wall.
Chance: What do you know!?
Ginger, though terrified, is able to murmur out a response.
Ginger: I don’t know what you’re ta—
??: He’s lying.
Sakina Khalida walks through the door, and Lilly Rouge follows her sheepishly. Lilly never seems to be able to stand being in the same room as Ginger.
Ginger: I—I—
Chance: What did you do with her!?
Sakina: I’d answer that truthfully, if I were you.
Ginger: I—I— I didn’t have anything to do with it.
Chance moves his nose-to-nose with Ginger’s. He speaks calmly and slowly, but his voice is tinged with an unbelievable amount of rage.
Chance: Then who did!?
Ginger: I do—don’t know.
Sakina: Liar… You have more motive than anybody else.
Ginger: I swear I don’t know who did it! I swear!
Sakina: You really don’t?
Ginger: No! I’ll help you anyway I can! I didn’t do this!
Sakina: You’ll help?
Everybody in the room knows full well that he doesn’t want to…but it’s not like he has another choice.
Sakina: Then my good friend Mr. Emmerson has a simple task for you. Don’t you, Chance?
Chance grunts with all the ferocity of his namesake.
Chance: I want access to all the security tapes from the Arena that night. I want to see everybody that came in and left the building.
Ginger: You’ve got to understand…that’ll take some time…
Sakina rolls her eyes as Chance glares at Ginger with an unwavering intensity.
Sakina: I seem to recall you telling Lilly and I the same thing when we tried to get the same thing from you, didn’t we Lilly?
Lilly, who’s still standing just inside the busted-out entrance to the room, nods shyly. In a rare moment of decisiveness, Chance makes a quick decision.
Chance: You have until Thursday.
Chance angrily drops Ginger to the floor, turns around, and walks right out of the room. Lilly jumps to the side as he almost plows right through her.
Sakina: We’ll be seeing you Thursday, then.
Sakina walks out quietly, with Lilly dashing out as quickly as she can as well. We’re left with a shot of Ginger’s derelict locker room as the scene fades to black.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 28, 2006 14:12:43 GMT -5
Segment: Pure Skill (Credit: BK)
As the scene fades in we get a pan through all the crazy, wild, unforgiving fans in the Madison Square Garden arena. The world's most famous arena which has been known for their unruly fans who will lash out against authority if they are not pleased with what they see. All 20,000 people who don't follow the trend of most ACW crowds, who start their own trends and whose rebellious attitude has been documented in wrestling history. Yes, this is Madison Square Garden, in New York City and they are eager to welcome home their favorite superstar...
"Don't Get Carried Away" sounds through the giant speakers in the Madison Square Garden and the crowd goes absolutely nuts for the hometown hero. The enormous reaction for the champion nearly rocks the arena, and it even grows in magnitude once he steps through the curtain and appears through the smoke. BK London stands at the top of the stage, looking to the left and looking to the right as he recieves one of the biggest reactions in his entire career and he smiles. He drops the belt from his shoulder into his hand and struts down to the ring before rolling under the bottom rope and quickly hopping up to his feet.
From there, he wastes no time climbing the middle turnbuckle across the ring and flaunting his ACW Championship in front of his fans in New York city as the thousands of flash bulbs almost illuminate the arena. He closes his eyes and basks in the reaction from his hometown crowd before hopping off the middle turnbuckle and walking to the center of the ring. The lights in the arena return to normal and the music dims as he holds the mic in his hand. The reaction from the crowd gets even louder without the heavy bass of his theme and now he removes his sunglasses and puts thim in his pocket before throwing his championship over/on his shoulder.
As he begins to speak, he is cut off by the great reaction from the crowd, in which he seems definitely flattered - breaking kayfabe for a moment. He throws back on his shades to hide any emotions he may be feeling about this moment. The crowd manages to calm down a bit, and now he is able to speak.
BK: It feels DAMN good to be home in the greatest city in the world, New York CITY!
A roar of cheers from the crowd follows this statement. BK could not be anymore over with his fans fiercely behind him.
BK: Now, as much as I would like to savor this moment, savor probably one of the greatest moments in my career - I have to talk about something. Get something off my chest, and that's my feelings toward my opponent tonight, Yoko Satoshi.
A very mixed reaction for Yoko, some cheer her wild there are many boos for her because she is going against the hometown hero.
BK: On Warfare, I cut a promo where I poured my heart and my soul in front of ACW cameras, I gave all that I had - all that I was feeling at that moment - and spilled it all on screen. But I'm not done....yes, I'm far from it.
BK adjusts his title over his shoulder and now begins to walk around the ring as he would normally do in his promos.
BK: For the past month, nearly two, I have been on an incredible with 11 wins in the bank. 11 wins in a ROW! I have cleaned out the people from the very bottom of the roster, and taken out people just shy of the top and I did it with pure skill. The pure wrestling skill that you don't learn after dishing out a couple thousand bucks on some wrestling lessons from some jackass - no - the pure wrestling skill that you are born with. I grew up watching wrestling as a kid, when I was seven years old. When I was six years old, I watched my first wrestling match - The Ultimate Warrior vs Hulk Hogan at Wrestlemania VI in the Toronto Skydome and witnessed the instense battle between the two. Both men seemed to be nearly immortal in that ring, and I didn't care who came out the winner because both men were absolutely awesome in my book.
BK now walks over to the other side of the ring and points up to one of the top seats in the arena which say Wrestlemania X.
BK: Four years later, Wrestlemania X, I begged my parents - pleaded with my parents to get tickets and finally they caved in and bought them. And right THERE *points* is where I sat. It wasn't the best seat in the house, but it would do because right there I would witness one of the greatest matches I have ever seen - the ladder match between Shawn Michaels and Razor Ramon - the match that was instrumental in the way we perform our high flying stunts today. You see, just like each and every one of you - I am a fan. I love this business, I love what I do, I do it with a passion. And I do it with pure wrestling skill, a skill that my opponent Yoko Satoshi simply does not possess.
BK walks from the ropes to the center of the ring.and the crowd stays behind him.
BK: While Yoko Satoshi is good in the ring, while she possess some ability - her wrestling ability pales in comparison to mine. She is very smart in the ring because of all the years she has been in ACW, but when it comes to the actual pure skill in the ring she lacks where I gain. I know all the amateur manuevers, I know most of the professional wrestling manuevers, if any man got in this ring in a matter of 15 seconds I could pin them where they stand - but can Yoko do that? Sure, she can pull a dropkick here and there, and her little Guilltone looking thing is definitely flashy - but when it comes to doing what I do in the ring her skill is severly limited. And with her little skill, I am pissed she has actually reached far in this company - as far as to become ACW Heavyweight Champion. At that very moment, me and every other pure wrestling athlete became absolutely disgusted.
BK throws off his shades, as the cameras get a raw look at his eyes.
BK: You see these eyes - THESE EYES - these are the eyes of a man who has trained all his life to be in this spot. I go in the back, and superstars like Kudo, superstars like Rattlesnake, superstars like MASAKI, and Alicia Kitsune among others and I see the same look in their eyes. Those are the eyes of true athletes, not someone who got into wrestling because of some BULLSHIT bet.
The cameras closed in and even the people at home can feel the rage exuding from the body of BK London.
BK: While Yoko was out playing with her stuffed animal and trying to hit on another girl, I was winning the World Championship. While Yoko was parading around with other women, making out in her locker room - I was adding more flair to the International Championship division. While Yoko Satoshi was freakin dressing up as some LAME ASS SUPERHERO - I was carrying the weight of Alpha Championship Wrestling on my freakin' shoulders. I take this shit seriously, while she takes it as a joke. She parades around with this replica of the ACW Heavyweight Championship with a Jason mask on - making a fool out of the legacy of this belt. So tonight, when I face Yoko Satoshi - defending my ACW Championship - I am defending everything right with wrestling today. I am defending everything pure in wrestling today. And right her in New York City...
Cheap pop.
BK: ....I shall guarantee victory, or my name isn't BK London!
The sound of the mic dropping against the mat is heard as BK London's theme music plays and he holds up the ACW Championship. For the following weeks BK London has proved why he is the ACW Championship against superstars, but tonight he goes up against the real contender. While his cause for retaining the belt is very close to home, with his luck in matches with Yoko can he actually fufil his pledge to his fans? Only time will tell...
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 28, 2006 14:13:42 GMT -5
Match 2: Santiago Rivera and Ares vs. The Goodfellas – Fallout Tag Team Titles (Credit: Santiago)
] The scene cuts into the arena. A referee slides into the ring, joining Philip Jones who already stands in the middle of the ring with his fancy tuxedo on. The crowd cheers as Philip pulls the microphone up to his lips.
Philip: Ahem…ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a No Disqualification Match scheduled for one fall and is for the Fallout Tag Team Championship Titles.
He pulls the mic down as there are mixed reactions in the crowd. Many pro-ACW fans wanting their favorite brand to take home the titles, and then there are the pro-Fallout fans who dislike this entire plan to steal the titles from them. “Orgasmatron” by Motorhead then hits on the Public Announcement system and the majority of the crowd begins to cheer.
Philip[[/b]: First, about to make their way to the ring, weighing in at a combined weight of 472 pounds. They are the challengers. They are….”The God of War” Ares and “The Pharaoh” Santiago RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVERAAAA!
Ares emerges from behind the curtains to the uproar of the crowd. He looks calm and ready for this bout as he comes onto the stage. He lets off a smirk before waving on his mentor. Slowly, The Spartan Warrior makes his way out, wearing a black cape, resting over his shoulders. This 6’ 4” 245 Mexican Machine has a grin on his face upon his entrance. He meets up with Ares and the two begin to walk at a normal pace now. Ares bounces up and down, pumped up for this tag team contest. Santiago keeps this smirk on his face as he halts at the apron. Ares walks behind Santiago and pulls the cape off before he does a Mohammad Hassan like taunt, staring up at the gods. Ares walks over and climbs up the steel steps while Santiago rolls under the bottom ropes and into the ring. Santiago looks fiercer now, loosening up his arms as Ares remains on the apron and places the cape over the top rope. Ares then waves Santiago on and his student walks forward as the music fades.
Philip[/b]: And their opponents….
At this point, Santiago drops to the mat and rolls out of the ring as Ares hops off the apron. The two of them run up the ramp way as “Blood” hits the P.A. Ares and Santiago split up, standing on each side of the entrance way, far down enough for their opponents to miss them as the crowd cheers their strategy.
Philip: At a combined weight of 435 pounds….they are the Fallout Tag Team Champions, The Goodfellas…
Philip obviously doesn’t show enthusiasm announcing these Fallout superstars, and the crowd certainly does not welcome them as Tony the Rod and Eddie the Wire enter the arena. Eddie holds the title over his left shoulder while Tony wears it around his waist. They walk out and after about 5 steps, they look into the ring, wondering where their opponents have gone. Suddenly, Santiago and Ares both run of from behind, jumping the Goodfellas. The music now cuts as Ares clubs the back of Tony, making him stumble forward and rolling down the ramp way. Santiago clubs the back of Eddie multiple times before spinning him around right into a knee to the gut. Santiago then grabs Eddie by the shirt and pants before whipping him around in a circular motion and sending him off the side of the ramp way, crashing to the concrete floor blow, right into trash cans, tables, and other equipment set up down there.
The Bell rings.
McNally: Smart strategy used here tonight by Ares and Rivera! It may be cheap, but in this no disqualification environment with these kind of stakes, you’ll do whatever it takes to make your brand the best.
Edison: Right Max. This isn’t even a wrestling match, this is going to be a fight. A brutal one at that! I mean, the match just began and Eddie the Wire has already been tossed off the stage! It’s a sign of great things to come.
Santiago picks up the Tag team title belt that Eddie dropped once getting attacked and follows Ares down the ramp way who grabs Tony by the hair. He yanks Tony to his feet before proceeding to whipping him into the steel structure used on the barricades on the ramp way. The crowd “ooh’s” from this as Tony hunches over, holding his back. Santiago walks to the ring and chucks the title belt inside as the referee slides out of the ring and walks towards Ares and Tony. Ares has begun nailing Tony with blows to the head. Tony begins to stumble before pushing Ares away and having time to take off the title belt.
Santiago walks over and clubs Tony in the back before rolling him into the ring. He slides in, as does Ares. Santiago yells to Ares and points to Tony who is crawling just to get to his feet. Ares walks over and delivers a gun shot like kick to the gut. He flips over as Santiago walks over and stands in a corner. Ares assists Tony to his feet then pushes him back against the ropes. He irish whips him to the other ropes. He rebounds off and Ares bends, going for a back body drop. Being a wise man, Tony halts mid-stride and kick’s him the in chest.
The crowd boos, not wanting any possible come back. [/b]
Ares stumbles in the ring holding his chest as Tony runs up and whomps Ares with a big right fore arm. Santiago realizes trouble and jogs forward, right into a back elbow by Tony the Rod. Tony turns his attention back over to Ares who has reeled into the corner. He runs forward and jumps into the air, looking for a stinger splash. Ares puts his arms up and pushes Tony away in mid air. Tony lands on the mat and proceeds to get into a fighting stance while Ares waists no time and sprints forward. He goes, looking for a clothesline and Tony rolls under, just as Santiago turns around, still holding his nose. The clothesline connects fully the Santiago, sending him to the mat, instead of the targeted opponent.
The crowd begins to boo this miscommunication and the fact that one Fallout star is out smarting two ACW stars. [/b]
McNally: As much as I’m pulling for Ares and Santiago Rivera here tonight, I promised myself not to be biased and frankly, Tony the Rod is showing these two a little something here tonight!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 28, 2006 14:14:37 GMT -5
Tony stands in the corner, both arms wrapped around the top rope on each side. Santiago rolls around on the mat as Ares checks on him. Santiago yells and points to Tony. Ares turns towards him and runs forward. He makes it seem as if he’s going for a spear and Tony falls for it, leaping up into the air, still holding onto the top rope. Ares halts, grabbing hold of the second rope but is unaware that Tony has fell forward now, rolling Ares up. The referee slides down for the count.
1…..2…..
Santiago dives and breaks up the pin fall attempt by one half of the tag champions. Santiago pulls Tony up slowly before delivering a huge forearm to the head. The crowd begins to boo, and the others quickly catch on. Santiago realizes this and gets suspicious, turning around right into a vicious chair shot by Eddie the Wire. Santiago stumbles back holding his head, going into a spinning crescent kick by Tony. Santiago is sent down hard to the mat while Ares gets up in the corner. He looks up and sees Eddie entering the ring, totally forgetting about him.
Eddie smiles while Tony points towards Ares and nods his head. Eddie tosses the chair to Tony who begins to walk towards Ares while raising it high. Eddie backs up to the opposite corner of the ring now. Tony takes a few quick steps over and swings the chair down, but quickly, Ares rolls under the chair shot and Eddie has been timing his steps. Ares’ roll may have prevented a chair shot but he rolled back up into a big spine that results in a big “ooh” from the crowd.
Edison: Heh….so far in this match, it looks like the Goodfellas have it under control. Wait……Tony’s going out of the ring now and…..here we go, he just pulled up that ring apron and now here is where the weapons will come into play in this no disqualification match up.
Tony looks under the ring, moving items around before finding something he likes. Ares pulls himself onto his knees, holding his back and Eddie stalks him around the ring. Tony pulls out a long, brown wooden table from underneath the ring while Eddie runs across the ring at Ares. Ares turns around and uses his quick reflexes to just dodge the running lariat. Eddie swings around and is met by great blows. Ares continues to strike Eddie, sending him back a step with each hit until Tony slides into the ring after pushing in the table. Tony lets out a big yell to catch Ares’ attention and it works, just as he wished. Ares turns around and Tony chucks the table at him. The table bounces off the skull of Ares who is sent stumbling back, finally falling face first into the second turnbuckle.
Tony walks over and tells Eddie to set the table up while continuing over to Ares. The crowd on one side of the ring begins to cheer, while the rest are totally confused. Eddie by now has the table and is walking over to a turnbuckle. He lifts one leg up and rests the table onto the turnbuckle. Turning action over to the opposite side of the ring, Tony has yanked Ares up to his feet now. He rams him head into the top turnbuckle then knees him in the gut.
Suddenly, a trash can is tossed into the ring from the outside and many smaller items fall out from inside, including kendo sticks, street signs, and even a trash can lid. Tony turns his head over and Eddie does as well. Eddie looks over at the outside area, then Tony. Tony and Eddie switch places now as Eddie walks over to take care of Ares and Tony struts over to the ropes, kicking away any items that lay in his path. He bends over the top rope to be met with a stop sign to the head by Santiago who was patiently sitting ring side.
The crowd burst into cheers as Tony stumbles back about 3 steps. His left leg is high up in the air, trying to maintain his right leg flat on the ground. Santiago hops up onto the apron and Eddie sees what’s going on. He turns around to assist Tony but Ares drops to his knees and lays the big man down with a low blow.
Tony slowly falls back but catches himself and stumbles a few more steps. Santiago now jumps all the way onto the top rope and springboards off, missile dropkicking the stop sign into the face of Tony. The crowd is ecstatic as Tony hits the mat hard and backflips over onto his stomach. Santiago slowly gets up while Ares lies down on the mat, catching his breath. Santiago picks the stop sign back up and swings it hard into the head of Eddie.
McNally[/color]: The fresh Santiago Rivera here is clearing house with an impressive missile drop kick and now, he’s beating Eddie the Wire over the head with a stop sign! Look at how much that sign is bending Edison!
Santiago looks at how much the sign has bent and he tosses it out of the ring. The referee walks over and says to stop with the weapons. Santiago pushes him away and lays a viscous kick to the side of Eddie’s head, making him loll to one side. Santiago assists him into standing. He pushes him back against the ropes then whips him to the opposite side. He rebounds and ducks under a clothesline attempt by Santiago. Santiago halts in mid-ring while Eddie keeps going and rebounds off the ropes again. Santiago now jumps up into a Pele Kick, connecting fully, sending Eddie down.
Eddie however, doesn’t want to stay down. He slowly begins to get up, and Santiago notices. Santiago turns and runs towards the ropes. He bounces off and Eddie is now on his feet. Santiago runs forward but Eddie ducks under a clothesline again, but this time lifts Santiago up into a Live-Wire exploder slam, through the trash can that was placed in the ring earlier.
“Oooooh’s” are heard throughout the arena as Santiago holds his back in pain while Ares gets up, seeing his partner go down. Eddie holds his head from a previous kick but still manages to suck it up and headbutt Ares. He stumbles back and Tony is seen waving somebody on. Eddie the Wire grabs Ares and pushes him back. He steps back about 2 steps and goes for the Mafia Kick but Ares goes under. Eddie turns around right and Ares attempts a black mist, but once again, it’s ducked under, as if the opponents knew what was coming before hand. The mist disintegrates in mid air and Ares wastes no time, spinning around going for the Sword of Ares. Before the chop to the throat is completed, Eddie grabs his hand and goes behind Ares, locking him into a hammerlock.
Tony rolls over and onto his feet but Ares plays a little cheating game and goes for a low blow. Eddie however is ready and grabs Ares foot. He begins hopping, about to fall and Tony slowly goes to the ropes and nods. At this moment, Eddie lifts Ares up high and slams him down in a variation of a chicken wing slam onto the mat. Ares holds his face in pain while Santiago slowly rolls over off the trash can in the back ground.
Eddie yanks Ares up and shoves him in-between his legs. Tony continues to nod his head, so Eddie lifts him up, into a styles clash position. Eddie backs up a little bit to give Tony to run to complete this finisher maneuver. Tony starts to run and Santiago sweeps his legs, sending Tony down. Santiago rolls back and kips to his feet. Eddie unhooks the arms of Ares and lifts him up to powerbomb him. This has given Ares time to recuperate and turn it into a hurricarana.
Tony and Santiago stand at nearly the same time and Tony is the first to attack. He goes for a clothesline but Santiago ducks under and locks in the Trojan Lock Down (Full Nelson) He swings Tony around who begins to yell in pain before turning the move in a Hell Shock ( Last Rites type maneuver.) Tony slams hard on the mat and at this point, Ares is seen spinning around, hitting the chop to the throat on Eddie (The Sword of Ares.)
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 28, 2006 14:15:23 GMT -5
The crowd is going wild, chanting for Santiago or Ares to pin one of the GoodFellas. Suddenly, there’s commotion coming from the top of the stage. The camera turns to find Biff, Angelo, Gary, Stan Johnston, and Brian Carnage. Biff has a mic in hand and the entire crowd begins to boo, catching Santiago and Ares’ attention.
Edison[/b]: Whoa, what the hell is Biff and his Fallout gang doing here?!
Biff: Hey…Hey! Ref! I’m pretty sure you can go ahead and end this match now! Y’see, us Fallout folk, we’re not going to stand back and watch our tag titles be taken away. Hey, for all I know the GoodFellas could win, but we’re not taking that chance here tonight. Boys……go do your work.
Suddenly, all the men start running down and they all storm the ring. Gary, and Carnage wrestle Ares down quickly, only letting him get in a few blows. Angelo slides in while Stan goes to the other side of the ring. Angelo and Santiago exchange blows before Stan slides in from behind. Angelo pushes Santi back a step then low blows him. He spins him around. Stan sprints forward and connects with the Western Lariat, flipping Santiago onto his stomach.
McNally[/color]: Great Neptune! What a Western Lariat, he almost took Santiago’s head off! Oh god…….we need some help down here, Fallout is obviously out numbering Ares and Santiago here.
Ares is lifted up and Biff directs him to go to Angelo. Gary and Carnage bring him over where Angelo lifts him up high onto his shoulders. Angelo walks around the ring for a little bit, smiling.
Edison: No…No Angelo come on! You used to be a fellow ACW’er! Don’t do this to him…..No…NO NOOOO! OOH MMYYY GAAAAWD!
Eddie Edison’s reaction means only one thing. Italian Decimator. Ares and Santiago both lay motionless in the ring as Fallout stars celebrate. Eddie the wire is getting to his feet now, holding his throat while Biff enters the ring and Carnage helps Tony the Rod up. Gary slides out of the ring and yanks the Tag titles away from Philip. The referee is long gone now, not wanting to get in on this. Biff walks over to Ares and kneels down. He pulls his head up and slaps him across the face. He then walks over to Santiago and picks his head up, looking at his battered face. He laughs and slams it back down, face first into the mat…
??: Oh PLEASE, this is getting absolutely ridiculous. Haven’t you lot got anything better to do on a Saturday night?
The fans rejoice as thousands of cheers begin. The camera zooms over to the stage, as do the entire Fallout squad to see Atomic Kitsune, Christopher Bryant, and Leon Chase, the Upper Echelon all running out. These are not fan favorites, but in this situation, they’re willing to cheer any ACW person to come out and help. The three team mates all slide into the ring. Leon quickly sprints over and clotheslines Gary over the top rope. Atomic lays Angelo out with two right jabs and a spinning heel kick to send him over the top. Bryant DDT’s Tony to the mat and Leon turns around to quickly to kicks Eddie the Wire. Leon then tosses Eddie over the top rope. Carnage then gets out before he’s next and only one person besides the ACW’ers are left………..Biff.
The Upper Echelon circle Biff who has a scared, concerned look on his face. Suddenly, the crowd starts booing as Libertines begins to run out with a chair in hand. Santiago is slowly pulling himself to his feet at this point. Leon comes up from behind Biff and locks his arms in, so Alicia and Bryant and can take their shots. Biff pleads and pleads and Libertines slides in now. Santiago trips him and takes the steel chair. He slowly continues up and pushes AK and Bryant away and simply says “this is mine, watch the others.” Atomic and Bryant back off slightly, and make sure the other stars don’t storm the ring. They have all just reached their feet and are all retreating, heading towards the stage, watching on. Santiago lifts the chair high to strike Biff but wait……..BIFF MOVES AND SANTIAGO HITS LEON!
Biff quickly darts out of the ring at this point while AK pushes Santiago and begins to yell at him. Santiago looks stunned, not knowing how that just happened. Ares is now holding his neck while using the ropes to get up. Santiago looks very sympathetic but then simply lifts the chair up again and wails AK in the back. Bryant notices this and Santiago tosses the chair to him. He catches it and is on the receiving end of a Boot of Italy (Diving Boot.)
McNally:[/color] What the hell is Rivera doing?!?! He just took out the Upper Echelon!
All three members have rolled out of the ring while Libertines is left in the ring with Santiago and Ares. Libertines looks around, confused and just gets a knee to the gut. Santiago grabs him and lifts him up onto his shoulders. Libertines kicks and pushes trying to escape but Santi runs halfway across the ring before launching him with a powerbomb through the pre-set up table from earlier in the match. The wooden shards bust everywhere as all the Fallout men, now including Biff watch on. Libertines lays motionless in the ring and Ares slides out and grabs a microphone. Santiago picks Libertines up again and proceeds to lay a choke hold on him. He grabs one of his legs then lifts him up very high. He keeps him up in mid-air for at least 5 seconds before slamming him down with the Black Pearl Bomb (Sitout Chokeslam/ Powerbomb.)
The ring shakes from impact as Santiago gets up and looks at the Echelon members who stand halfway on the stage, just in-between Fallout, and the ring. Ares has rolled back in now and hands Santiago the microphone.
Santiago: Ladies and gentlemen…………..welcome the newest editions to the Fallout roster………………..Santiago Rivera and ‘The God of War’ Ares.
He drops the mic and all of the Fallout members besides the Goodfellas look confused. Tony and Eddie laugh, shaking hands and trying to explain to Biff their plan. Biff looks totally surprised, not even knowing this was going to happen here tonight.
Edison: Uh…What?! Let me get this straight……Fallout kicks ACW’s ass. Echelon kicks Fallout ass. Then………ACW kicks Echelon’s ass. ACW goes to Fallout?! This…can’t be happening, two more men just defected over!
McNally: Son of a bitch. Screw you Rivera and screw you Ares! You two are traitors in my book and can both can go to hell and burn! God, turning on ACW like that! Who would have the audacity?!
The scene slowly fades with Santiago staring down the Echelon, Fallout staring down Santiago, Echelon watching their backs and watching Santiago, and Ares on the top rope, smiling.
The scene fades.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 28, 2006 14:17:28 GMT -5
Segment: The First Step - War, and the Bloody Bullets (Credit: Hunter)
Important OOC Note: Hunter’s segments for this show are set in the past, and are not actually seen by the audience at Samhain; they are considered to occur within the “ACW Universe” but not as a part of a booked chain of events. Bear this in mind as you enjoy them…
Sunday, October 22, 2006 9:21 PM
There is no going back now.
Andrew Hunter does not bother checking to see if his .357 Magnum is fully loaded. He hopes for the best, and spins around the corner of the wall, pulling off a few shots in the general direction of Mr. Truman. There is a brief silence, and then Truman's unmistakable bass-filled laugh rings through Hunter's ears.
Truman: When was the last time you fired a gun, Mr. Hunter?
Keeping one's cool is the easiest way to not die in such a situation, and so Hunter makes damn sure that he does just that.
Hunter: Wasn't too long ago.
Truman: Oh? And here I thought it was inexperience. Instead, you simply throw me with bad marksmanship!
Hunter leans out from behind the wall, and then instantly hides again after hearing a click. And just as he assumed, a speeding bullet misses him by inches.
Truman: Oh you are simply TERRIBLE at this, Mr. Hunter. You will not even survive three minutes at this rate.
Hunter sees his chance, and quickly runs out from behind the wall and ducks behind the fountain in the middle of the room, and some of Truman's bullets help with the fountain's makeover. Hunter takes a deep breath, and then fires a few shots behind him blindly.
Truman: Were those supposed to hit me?
Hunter curses himself, and then takes another breath. He doesn't know the location well enough to find the best hiding spots, and he doesn't even know where Truman is. But if he could pinpoint him...
Truman: Come out, come out, wherever you are.
If only he would speak more...and then Hunter's eyes light up.
Hunter: Where are your friends?
Truman: Well, Mr. Grimm is currently on a different assignment, Mr. Cross is too tied up to visit at the moment, and Mr. Waters...well, to find out about him, you would first have to get through me. Which naturally means that you will not be finding out anytime soon.
Pause.
Truman: Why do you ask?
Hunter leaps from behind the fountain and fires off two bullets, both of which narrowly miss Truman's head. Startled by Hunter's sudden precision, Truman does not have enough time to retaliate with a shot of his own, and this gives Hunter just enough time to duck behind the fountain again.
Truman: Ah, clever. But I am afraid that I am still alive. Which naturally does not mean anything good for you.
Hunter silently starts to crawl along the marble floor, and he peeks out just slightly when he gets to the edge. Luckily for him, Truman is not looking in his direction.
Truman: Why must you waste my time here, Mr. Hunter? Just come out and we can end it like civilized people, like HONORABLE men.
Hunter fires a bullet, and Truman spins around to face Hunter, and is able to squeeze off a shot of his own. Hunter is back behind the fountain in a matter of seconds, but he is close enough to have the shards of the marble floor sprinkle over him. Truman, however, was not as lucky.
Truman: A shot to the calf. Clever. But it will take more than that to keep me off my feet.
Hunter: ...holy Christ, how many of these corny phrases do you have?
Truman: Not many more. But you should not care, for you will be dead by the time I get to the last one.
Hunter: I'd hope so.
Truman laughs, but Hunter is still thinking heavily about his next move. He hears approaching footsteps and quickly starts crawling in the opposite direction...but the sudden appearance of a large foot before him hinders this escape.
Truman: Boo.
Hunter instantly kips up, and is able to kick Truman away from him. Out of the corner of his eye he sees Truman draw his gun, and so instead of firing, Hunter jumps behind a wall again. He takes a chance and spins around, pulling the trigger with an unquenchable blood lust...but nothing happens.
Hunter: Fuck.
Truman: Reloading time, I take it? I would find that hard to do without actual bullets.
Hunter reaches into his pockets and finds that Truman is right. He turns his head to see that his magazines and other guns have all fallen out by the fountain...which is now around eight feet away from him.
Truman: So this is how it ends? A shame. I would have liked to see you go out in a hail of blood and bullets.
Hunter hears Truman's approaching footsteps and curses again. With Truman's skills taken into account, Hunter knows it would take a miracle to keep him alive. And lo and behold, a miracle is what he gets. Leon, the fallen bodyguard, lays unconscious to his left. Without even considering whether or not he still has his gun on him, Hunter leaps for his body, crumbling before it. He reaches for the holster and pulls out the gun. He switches the safety off and lifts it up at the exact moment that Truman appears from behind the corner.
Hunter: Three minutes my ass.
And with that, Hunter fires a bullet directly at Truman, and it hits Truman square in the chest. Truman stumbles back against the security guard's desk and begins to cough up blood at various intervals. Hunter approaches Truman, and stands at a safe distance away from him, watching him bleed. But Truman simply keeps his cool, and begins to laugh.
Truman: Do you...do...do you honestly think that...that...will kill me?
Hunter: Probably not.
He raises the security guard's gun to Truman's head, and Truman's eyes widen in fear.
Hunter: But this will.
And with that, Hunter pulls the trigger. He will likely remain the only person who will ever be able to identify who used to own that face. He stares at the whole bloody mess for a moment, and then throws the security guard's gun aside. He walks over to the fountain and reloads the Magnum, and then puts all of his weapons back into his pockets. And then he simply walks into the elevator, and pushes the third to last button.
The night is far from over.
End.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 28, 2006 14:19:18 GMT -5
Segment: Getting back on track
We cut swiftly to a slightly wobbly camera shot. Alicia, Bryant and Chase are leaning against one of the backstage corridor walls.
Alicia: Why on earth do things have to be so twisted around here? You guys all right?
Leon rubs the spot that Santiago struck, but nods. Bryant kicks the wall with a heel, scowling.
Leon: I’m fine. It will take more than a chair shot from some halfwit to do me any harm.
Bryant: Same here.
He glances at the clock on the wall opposite.
Bryant: Looks like it’s time for me to go and make that fool Reckless even more ugly than he already is. I’ll catch you guys afterward.
He stands straight and walks off, carrying his toned frame perfectly as he always does. Chase and Alicia watch him go, and Alicia looks at the floor.
Leon: Are you feeling ok? You’ve not been yourself since Monday, even at Endsong you didn’t seem to really enjoy yourself.
Alicia sighs deeply.
Alicia: Oh, it’s nothing really. I just have the strangest feeling… it’s almost as if I lost something, and I don’t know what it is that’s gone. I can’t explain it…
She and Chase consider this silently for a few moments. Then Alicia recovers her composure, and pats Leon on the back.
Alicia: It’s nice that you noticed, though. Are you ready for your match with Freeman?
Leon: As ready as I’ll ever be.
He looks determined, but also a little nervous. And who wouldn’t be in such a situation?
Alicia: You’ll do just fine, Leon. We’ve all got tough matches tonight, but if you don’t keep pushing yourself, you’ll never be as great as I know you have the potential to be. Let’s go and get in a few warm up exercises in the gym, that will focus us both on the task in hand.
Leon inclines his head slightly, and they walk off. The UE may not be having the greatest run of success, but they’re slowly forming a real bond. And who knows where that will take them then?
Fade out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 28, 2006 14:21:01 GMT -5
Match 3: Thumb tacks and Barbed Wire match - Special Ref: Logan Locke Christopher Bryant vs Reckless (Credit: MASAKI) The night’s vicious theme continues with the next matchup, as Philip enters the ring.Philip: The following match is a hardcore match, and is scheduled for one fall! Coming first to the ring, from Miami, Florida, weighing at 228 lbs…Reckless! "If you feel so used up! So Let down!!" Is blared through the speakers as Reckless comes from the curtain looking at the crowd. "Lets Start A Riot! A Riot!" Reckless then looks as he darts into the ring passing everyone in his way. He slides in the ring on his knees. He hops up as he goes to the middle rope and stands on it no handed. He points to the crowd before hopping off.Philip: And his opponent, from California, he’s a member of the Upper Echelon, weighing at 280 lbs…Christopher “The Model of Excellence” Bryant! As ”Animal” by Nikelback starts to play Purple and Yellow spot lights flash all around the arena. Christopher Bryant walks on the the ramp with Bambi and both lights settle on him. He gives everyone a pose and then starts making his way to the ring, bad mouthing fans along the way. He stands next to the ring apron and jumps straight up onto it. He climbs in and holds the ropes open for Bambi. He steps into the middle of the ring and flexes some more to the boo's of the fansBell rings The ring of the bell signifies one thing to Bryant, and he shows this as he immediately launches out of his corner, grabbing Reckless by the neck and throwing him ruthlessly into a corner. Bryant then forces a number of unmerciful punches directed towards the chest and jaw of Reckless, who quickly manages to slide his back up the turnbuckle, and kicks Bryant in the face, forcing him away. The giant turns around, and Reckless attempts a Roundhouse kick, only for Bryant to duck it. Reckless faces his opponent, and Bryant takes him to the floor with a thunderous big boot. Bryant smirks, as he lifts Reckless up, and delivers a huge body slam which shakes the ring. Bryant sinks to the ground, making a quick cover, but Reckless kicks out after two. McNally: Well Bryant has certainly shown where the muscle is in this match so far Edison: Yeah, he’s swept the floor with Reckless so far Bryant lifts Reckless up, but Reckless fights back with a couple of shots to the gut. The fans slowly get behind the rookie as he gets Bryant into a defensive position. He bounces back off the ropes, but Bryant responds by lifting Reckless up and slamming him into a Spinebuster. There is a boo from the crowd as Bryant gets to his feet, badmouthing them and wasting some time, as Reckless rests on the canvas, hurt but not yet defeated. Bryant turns around and attempts to grab Reckless by the head, but Reckless quickly grabs Bryant’s head, forcing him to the floor with a snapmere. Reckless quickly darts to his feet, hitting the ropes and planting Bryant with an Enziguri. McNally: Great reversal there by Reckless! Lovely work with the Enziguri! Edison: And I think…Is he?! Yes, I think he’s getting out a weapon! Reckless does indeed, dropping to the apron and smirking as he throws it open, and grabs a kendo stick. There’s a brief pop from the crowd as he re-enters the ring. He waits for Bryant to get onto all fours… CRACK!McNally: Oh my…Reckless snapped the Kendo Stick is two with just one shot! Edison: What a shot! Bryant is nearly died from that shot! Bryant falls to the ground, rolling in pain, as Reckless smirks. Reckless lifts Bryant up, and attempts an Irish Whip, only for Bryant to reverse it. Bryant attempts a big boot, but Reckless slides under, bouncing off the ropes again. The fans cheer for his expert reversal, but he runs straight into Bryant’s spinning forearm smash, which takes absolutely everything out of the youngster. Bryant lifts Reckless up, and holds him by his head, tossing him over the top rope and to the outside, next to the announcer’s tables. McNally: And Bryant now showing his vast strength over young Reckless. Edison: He certainly has the strength but are we still sure that’s his own strength and not some pill? McNally: Well we’ll always be waiting to find out the results. Bryant grabs Reckless by the head, throwing him into the steel steps. The fans wince as Reckless’ head bounces off the steel with an immense force. Bryant picks him back up, and throws him back into the ring, before throwing the curtain up again and analysing the weapons at hand. He grabs a fire extinguisher, throwing it into the ring, and follows that up with a number of other weapons for his arsenal, including three trash cans, a steel chair, a couple of kendo sticks and a stop sign. He then attempts to re-enter the ring, but as he leaps onto the apron, he gets a face full of foam as Reckless unleashes the fire extinguisher in his face. There’s laughter all around as Bryant nearly falls off the apron, oh which happens when Reckless slams him with the extinguisher across the head. Bryant falls to the ground, but before he thinks the brief onslaught is over, through the foam flies Reckless, over the ropes and onto Bryant’s body in a brilliant over-the-ropes plancha. McNally: My god! The man just flew through the cloud! Edison: Bryant certainly has a mountain to climb now! As the fog in the ring relaxes, Reckless slowly climbs to his feet. He lifts Bryant up and rolls him into the ring. He makes a cover, but Bryant just manages to get his shoulder up. Reckless sighs as he lifts Bryant up, and grabs the stop sign. He smacks it with authority over Bryant’s head, but Bryant just glares at Reckless, showing no effect. Reckless hits him a second and a third time over the head, but despite the sign being considerably bent, there’s no effect on Bryant. Panicking, Reckless grabs the steel chair but Bryant quickly big boots him in the face. Bryant then lifts Reckless up, lifting him up and hitting a sidewalk slam through one of the trash cans. McNally: Bryant absolutely destroyed that trash can! Edison: And it doesn’t look to be over…
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 28, 2006 14:22:35 GMT -5
Bryant grabs Reckless, throwing him up, and lifting him into a Baldo Bomb. He then drops Reckless through the second trash can, completely flattening it. Not content with that, Bryant picks Reckless up, and sets him up for the Ace Crusher. But before he can hit the move, Reckless manages to shove Bryant out the way. Bryant turns around and is greeted with The Recked Neck Version 1! Reckless then sets up the steel chair in the centre of the ring, before lifting Bryant back to his feet. He attempts the Recked Neck Version 2, but Bryant manages to get out of it. Bryant then throws Reckless into the turnbuckle again, and begins to punch him heavily in the chest and jaw again. Bryant then lifts Reckless onto the top turnbuckle. He tries to go for a Superplex, but Reckless denies him, planting a few kicks to the face.
McNally: Reckless proving to be a little stubborn here…
Reckless then manages to hit a powerful kick into Bryant’s face. Bryant spins around with the force from the kick, allowing Reckless to position himself. He leaps off the turnbuckle, hitting a Throwback, essentially planting his trademark Top Rope Blind Spot through the standing steel chair! The fans go barmy as Bryant’s face smacks off the chair, and he slumps to the ground. Reckless slowly makes the cover:
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2…
3!
Philip: here is your winner…Reckless!
McNally: And Reckless has managed to win the match! And what a move it was to win the match with! Edison: You can say that again – Bryant may end up leaving the ring in a bodybag!
Reckless slowly rolls off Bryant, ecstatic with victory. He slowly picks himself up, and throws his arms in the air again as the fans cheer. He rolls out the ring with his theme music playing over the background, clapping hands with the fans as he looks back at Bryant, and the mass arsenal in the ring. Several EMTs come down to the ring to treat Bryant as he slowly manages to regain consciousness, and ring technicians clear the ring in preparation for the next match.
Fade out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 28, 2006 14:23:05 GMT -5
Segment: A Lie Will Always Defeat The Truth (Credit: Scott Andrews)
As the camera cuts backstage we see Scott Andrews pacing back and forth in the Senatorial Locker Room, the Light Heavyweight Title over his shoulder, while Jessie sits on the couch reading a Fashion Magazine. Scott looks deep in thought. Jessie, as Scott’s girlfriend, can’t help but feel something is wrong, or that Scott is pondering whether to go through with something major. He’s been pacing back and forth for long enough.
Jessie: Scott…
Scott continues to trudge across the room.
Jessie: SCOTT!
The volume in Jessie’s voice is enough to make Scott snap out of his hypnotic trance.
Jessie: What’s wrong? You’ve been walking up and down the room for a good ten minutes now.
Scott stops and sits next to Jessie. He lets out a long sigh whilst looking blankly at the ground. The glazing on his eyes diminishes as he turns to his girlfriend.
Scott: I’ve been thinking. Tonight, I face Kudo Yasuda to defend my Light Heavyweight Title, right?
Jessie: Yeah..?
Scott: Well to make matters worse, it’s a Pure Rules match. I have no clue what I’m doing out there. It’s like a whole new world to me.
Jessie: Just do what you do best, babe; go out there and wrestle.
A semi smile leaks across Scott’s face.
Scott:…Y’know what? That’s a good idea. But it’s not the solution to my problem. You’re not looking at the big picture here. If I were to somehow…let’s say hypothetically, if I lost my title tonight to Kudo Yasuda how do you think that’s gonna make me look? Huh? The greatest Light Heavyweight Champion to date can’t go around losing his title left, right, and centre! That’s preposterous! I just need to have a plan; and that’s what I’ve been thinking about for last few days, only recently putting the final pieces of the puzzle together while you indulged in what I can only imagine was a “good read”.
Jessie smiles and rolls her eyes.
Scott: Y’see there’s a loophole for everything, sometimes it’s very hard to find one, but it’s always there, waiting to be found. And I think I’ve found one to beat Kudo tonight, but it relies solely on timing and positioning. I’m going to have to execute at the right time. It’s simple, but effective.
Jessie: What is it?
Scott: The question on everyone’s mind…Don’t worry, love, you’ll find out tonight. I’m about to go and address another part of my master plan. I’m heading to Ginger’s office to see if I can’t sweeten the deal in regards to the match contract…I’ll be back, just wait here…
Scott grabs his jacket off the coat holder and fondles inside one of the pockets, which has a large bulge in it. Once his check is done, he walks out the locker room door as the camera shifts to Jessie, still left with questions unanswered.
FADE OUT.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Oct 28, 2006 14:23:48 GMT -5
Segment: Bloody Satisfaction (Credit: Yoko)
Clip clip here, clip clip there, we do this just because. That’s how we treat our foes in the merry old land of…
Wait, this isn’t Woz.
This is Madison Square Garden in New York City, and Yoko Satoshi is in her locker room.
But then what’s with the clipping?
Yoko: There.
Yoko is seen with a pair of scissors in her hands, trimming the bow on a present. When she’s satisfied with it, she lifts it up and steps outside of her locker room, and looks around for the nearest crew member. When she spots one, she walks over to him.
Yoko: Hey, could you do me a favor?
Crewman: Huh?
Yoko: Could you take this gift to BK London?
Crewman: You know it isn’t Christmas, right?
Yoko: I know.
Crewman: Then what are you doing? What’s in here?
Yoko: What’s with the third degree? It’s a box of tampons. You know, mind games to throw him off before we meet. Now will you take it or not?
He reluctantly takes it and walks off.
Yoko: And don’t tell him what’s in it!
He doesn’t answer, but she knows he heard her. She steps back into her locker room satisfied.
End Segment.
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