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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 23, 2007 15:29:28 GMT -5
Jay quickly crawls over and covers Santiago as Freeman can only look on from the top of the cage, not risking himself jumping off.
ONE…….TWO…….THR- Kickout!!!!
Getting the shoulder up, Jay doesn’t believe it as the crowd applauds and starts an “Iron Man” chant. Jay gets up and starts to pull Santiago up as well. Jay hits a forearm shot and runs across the ropes, diving back at Rivera with a dropkick, sending his body flying back into the ropes. Back up top, Freeman has already released the baseball bat and now releases a steel chair which crashes to the mat. However, his arms start shaking, not being able to hold on any longer.
In an effort to save himself, he grabs onto the large black box that’s hanging from the cage and tries to climb onto the top of it, however the weight starts to carry it down. Freeman accidentally unlatches it, trying to grab on, sending both him and the box crashing down! Freeman adjusts in mid air, landing on his feet before collapsing down as the box nearly crushes Rivera on its pathway down.
The referee quickly runs over and checks on Jason Freeman as Santiago begins to get up. Jay on the other hand is more distracted by the mysterious box that’s fallen in the ring. He walks over and gazes inside at the objects. He smirks and pulls out a large cooking sheet, or tray. As Santiago gets to his feet, Jay tosses it up to him. Santiago catches, and throws it back very quickly, sprinting and delivering the Ten Gallon Boot back into the tray, right in Jay’s face!
The crowd is backing up Santiago every little bit as Jay gets up, dazed and holding his nose. Santiago runs forward, hitting an Iron Arm Clothesline. Jay stands again and tries for a clothesline of his own, but Santiago ducks up and slams Zero to the mat with a back body drop. This now slows him down a bit, holding his back, yet he’s still starting to get up.
The champ, Freeman is getting up after his fall while Santiago grabs the aluminum baseball bat and finds an item in the box. He pulls out another trash can and tosses the bat towards Jay. Santiago kicks Jay in the gut and puts the trash can over his head. Jays kicks all around, not knowing where he’s going and Santiago picks up the baseball bat. Freeman stays clear, not knowing his intentions. Santiago smiles and slams the baseball bat into the trash can.
McNally: Ooooh![/color]
Santiago slams it in again, clearly denting the trash can and probably Jay’s brains. He strikes one more time and this time he crumbles to the mat.
Edison: What the hell is he doing?! Jay’s ear HAVE to be ringing and his head HAS to be beating after those shots![/color]
Santiago turns around and sees Freeman sneaking behind him. He swings the bat, going for his head, and luckily Freeman ducks under and the bat only connects with the steel cage. Santiago swings again but misses before he takes the bat and jams the end of it into Freeman’s gut. He throws the bat and in an effort to secure his job, he yells out “FINISH!” He hurls Freeman up on his shoulders and paces a bit.
McNally: What’s Santiago have in mind here?[/color]
Santiago sticks his tongue out and drives Freeman to the mat with a rope shaking, TREMENDOUS BURNING HAMMER! The crowd goes bezerk and Freeman is done. He covers Freeman and hooks both legs.
Edison: BURNING HAMMER! BURNING HAMMER![/color]
McNally: He’s pulling out the big guns here! He wants his job, badly! Here’s the pinfall![/color]
ONE…...
TWO……
THRE—
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 23, 2007 15:30:24 GMT -5
NO! Jay Zero dives on top of the two, slamming the trash can into Santiago’s head on the way. In obvious disappointment, the crowd boos the break up. McNally: Oh my that was a close call! [/color] Edison: NO! SANTIAGO HAD FREEMAN BEAT! [/color] Jay gets up, obviously proud that he saved himself the match. With a smirk on his face, he grabs Santiago and lifts him up. Santi is obviously in shock, thinking he had the match won, but one man isn’t going to stop him now. Santiago pushes Jay back before chopping him in the side of the neck several times. He performs a round house and then runs back. He rebounds off the ropes and nails the Busaiku Knee Kick! Zero takes the knee hard, but it looks like it may have upset the bad knee of Rivera, as he lies on the mat, holding his knee. HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!Edison: AHH! PIN HIM! PIN HIM![/color] McNally: Bad knee or not! Santiago Rivera is pulling out every trick in the book to try and win this one here tonight! [/color] Edison: PIN HIIIIIIM! PIN. HIM![/color] McNally: Calm down for god sakes, Eddie! It looks like Rivera may have aggravated his knee! [/color] Santiago is slowly using the ropes to pull himself up while the referee remains in an athletic position, looking at the two possibly knocked out men. He finally gets to his feet but rests there for a moment, looking at which man to destroy next. Santiago decides to go back to Jay as he grabs his hair and slowly pulls up the lifeless body. Finally getting him to his feet, he grabs his legs and pushes him down. He proceeds to locking in Santi’s Secret! Zero screams out whatever he has left in him as Santiago pushes on for more pressure. Zero begins tapping, but Santiago can’t win this match by submission! Freeman in the background is seen slowly using the box to pull himself up. Jay continues to tap and the referee tries to make Santiago break the hold. The referee nearly has to pull Santiago to release the hold, afraid of the condition of Jay. Santiago finally releases it, still holding his knee and Jay goes numb, only holding his back. McNally: Jay tapped out to Santi’s Secret, but this match can only be won by pinfall! [/color] Santiago sees Freeman slowly, slowly moving but decides to just finish off Jay. He lifts him up with every ounce of energy that he has left. He chokes him with one hand, while grabbing and pulling up one of his legs with the other. He yanks him up high, looking for the Black Pearl Bomb, yet AMAZINGLY! Jay Zero turns it into a hurricarana, and the crowd even cheers this sudden momentum shift. Santiago bounces off the mat and rolls up, shocked. Edison: Jay’s not totally done! But I think that hurricarana was the last that his body had to offer![/color] Jay slowly pulls himself up and Santiago sprints forward, missing a clothesline attempt! Santiago spins around, and is lifted up onto the shoulders of Jay Zero! He quickly spins and nails the Zero Darkness! McNally: You spoke too soon! Zero Darkness, and this could be all![/color] ONE………TWO……TH— *Shpluuuush!* A white fog fills the ring and as it clears, the referee, and Jay Zero are both holding their eyes as Jason Freeman leans on the ropes holding a fire extinguisher. Freeman smirks and the crowd boos as Zero slowly rolls to his feet, holding his eyes. Barely being able to see, he does catch the sketchy outline of Jason Freeman running at him with a fire extinguisher. He ducks under the attempt strike and Freeman loses control of the object, dropping it after the miss. He turns around and runs back at Jay who lifts him up with a flapjack, but catches him on the shoulders, falling quickly with another Zero Darkness! He doesn’t even pin as that was the last he had in him. He lies alongside Freeman, breathing hard. Edison: He’s been saving up that energy, but BAM! He just took it out, Max![/color] The two just lay there, and Jay stares up at the ceiling. He slowly but surely begins to get up, but the first receiver of the Zero Darkness, Santiago is starting to get up as well. Santiago is first up and clubs Jay backs, sending him stumbling forward into the ropes. Santiago walks over and Jay meets with an elbow to the side of his face. Dazed and not even knowing what he’s doing, Jay starts to climb the cage. Santiago holds his face and looks back up at Jay. Santiago shakes his head and walks over to the lifeless Freeman. He starts pulling him up and Jay reaches the top of the cage, hitting his head. He looks up, realizing there is a roof and he pounds on the cage. ”LET ME OUT! C’MON! GET ME OUT OF THIS CAGE!”McNally: Well the effects of this match are having its way on Jay. He wants out![/color] Knowing that nothing else can be done, Jay looks down into the ring at Santiago and Freeman. He shrugs his shoulders and dives backwards with a moonsault. Santiago and Freeman both look up and catch the blow, rolling backwards once the flying Jay makes contact. It looks like Freeman took the more of the fall and Jay slowly rolls up, as does Santiago. Santiago runs, misses a clothesline and spins around with a roundhouse kick, just missing. Zero dodges several punches but he doesn’t dodge it when Rivera fakes him into jumping up and he body blocks him, sending him to the mat. Zero stands and gets kneed in the mid section. Santiago runs and throws him head first in-between the second and top rope, straight into the cage! “Oooh” Freeman is getting up in the background and Santiago pulls Jay out of the ropes. He headbutts Jay and then whips him to the other side of the ring, not aware of Freeman. Quickly, Freeman flips forward and NAILS a somersault Mule Kick to the chest of Jay Zero, knocking the wind out of him and sending him to the mat. That may have been all that Freeman has left, but it sure took Jay out. Freeman covers. 1…2— But Santiago is right there to break it up, stomping on Freeman. Santiago pulls Freeman up and hooks his arms over his neck for a suplex. He pulls him out a bit and uses his strength to lift him up. He dangles in the vertical base for a while as Santiago stalls the move. Freeman starts to kick his legs around until he finally twists around, falls and lands on his feet! Santiago turns around, bam, toe kick, DDT! Freeman slowly gets up and Santiago also rolls up. Santiago quickly turns the pace again, spinning and chopping Freeman in the side of the throat. He drops to a knee and Santiago runs to the ropes. He jumps on the second rope and springboard off looking for the Dance of Death. Freeman rolls under, but it connects hard to Jay Zero who was getting up! Zero rolls back across the ring before hitting the ropes. The crowd chants as Freeman gets up behind Santiago. Rivera turn around, right into a knee to the head, sending him backwards. Freeman grabs Santiago and charges, ramming him into the cage. Santiago’s body bounces back and is lifted up with an inverted fireman’s carry pancake (Spicy Drop). Freeman doesn’t pin, but instead he walks over and pulls Jay up. He sets Jay up for the Glory Driver, but before he gets it off, Jay elbows him in the back of the head. He jumps up and delivers an impactful kick to the back of the head that brings Freeman down to the mat. Santiago starts to get up, and Jay does, but very slowly. Freeman holds his head and Santiago waits for Jay to reach his feet. Freeman grabs the ropes and starts getting up, and Jay finally stands. He slowly turns around to find Santiago already lined up. Santiago thrusts forward and nails the Iron Palm, sending Jay back into Freeman, possibly knocked out now. Freeman holds onto his and throws him to the mat. McNally: I think that’s all she wrote for Jay…Yikes, that looked like it hurt.[/color]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 23, 2007 15:31:45 GMT -5
Santiago goes to attack Freeman but he yells out “Wait! I have an idea!” He looks over at Jay and begins to pick him up. Santiago just stands back, watching. Freeman props Jay’s body up on the turnbuckle and goes to the box. He comes back bearing two pairs of handcuffs! Edison: What the….[/color] Freeman walks to Santiago and says “Just you Wait!” Santiago backs up and takes a breather as the referee starts to yell at Freeman. Freeman climbs up onto the top rope, balancing himself and then he puts on pair of the cuffs on the cage with the other half hanging. He walks over to Jay with the remaining pair and hooks it around his wrist. He picks Jay up onto his shoulder and slowly walks down the top rope, holding onto the cage also. He sets Jay against the cage, trying to make sure he nor Jay falls and he cuffs him to the cage! He then grabs the free hand and cuffs his wrist to the ones already in the cage as well. Santiago looks up, some what disgusted and the referee starts screaming at Freeman as the crowd boos his antics. Freeman hops off the top, taunting the fans as Jay hangs from the cage as if he’s been crucified. Freeman walks over to Santiago and goes “Well, it’s just you and me now!” McNally: What the hell is this?! Jay’s hanging from the cage like this is a crucifixion or something! The ref has to do something about this![/color] Edison: Uh…I don’t think there IS anything he can do. It looks like either Santiago wins this title right now….or he gets fired. Jay is completely out of this match up now![/color] Knocked out, Jay isn’t even aware of what’s going on. Freeman signals for the test of strength with Santiago and he cautiously agrees. Right when both arms are locked, Santiago forces his body in and flips Freeman back with a bridged northern lights suplex. ONE….TWO….-Kick out! The two quickly get to their feet and Santiago is the first to strike, going for a super kick. Freeman spins around it, going behind Santiago and putting on the waist lock. He runs Santiago into the ropes and tries rolling back with a roll up, but Santiago holds onto the ropes. Freeman runs at Santiago but he’s met with a shoulder block to the gut. Santiago whips Freeman into the ropes and runs behind him. Thinking he’s clever, Freeman grabs onto the ropes to prevent running back, but Santiago’s right there to pancake him in with an Iron Arm Clothesline! He goes over the top rope but the cage is right there to stop him and he falls to the apron. Freeman slowly rolls back into the ring and gets up with Santiago already have paced over to the opposite side of the ring to catch his breath. Freeman quickly crawls over to the box and looks for something to use. As Santiago turns around and walks back over, Freeman’s arm shoots out, spraying something into Rivera’s eyes! “AAAAH” and Santiago stumbles backwards as Freeman holds up the can for the camera. Edison: That’s Jay’s can of hairspray! Freeman just used Jay’s hair product to BLIND Santiago! HAH! [/color] Quickly, Freeman grabs the steel chair in the ring, while Santiago is pulling on the referee shirt, begging to help. The referee has nothing he can do about it, pushing him off of himself. Freeman then lays the chair straight into his skull, sending him backwards into the ropes. Freeman delivers again and this one is right on the money, making Santiago collapse. At this point, Jay is starting to regain consciousness and he tries to step off the top rope…however, something’s pulling him back! Jay pulls his arms and just hears the chains clacking together. ”HEY! HEY! WHAT THE HELL’S GOING ON!?” The referee runs over and says there’s nothing he can do as Jay shakes violently trying to break the chains. Freeman laughs at him inside the ring as he pulls Santiago up and props him on the top turnbuckle. Attempting to add some insult to injury, he grabs the steel chair on more time and backs up to the opposite side of the ring. McNally: Jay’s back to normal now, but I’m afraid he’s still handcuffed to that cage! [/color] Freeman sprints forward, and shatters the skull of Santiago Rivera with a diving chair shot. His body rolls forward and falls off the top rope. Freeman throws the chair down and picks up the now lifeless body of Santiago. As Jay screams and yells trying to stop the inevitable, Freeman lifts Santiago up into the crucifix position. Freeman turns towards Jay and yells out ”This is for you, bud!” Freeman throws Santiago up and hits the Journey’s End right on the chair! Santiago’s body collapses down as the entire arena is booing as Freeman pins and hooks both legs. ”COME ON YOU SON OF A BITCH! FACE ME ALONE AND THIS WOULDN’T EVER HAPPEN YOU COWARD!”The referee unwillingly slides down to make the pin, hoping Santiago kicks out. One……………….Two…………….Three. Ding Ding Ding The crowd’s booing are so loud at this point that its hard to even hear the ring bell sound after the referee signals for it. As Jay continues to kick and try and break free, it’s still too late and there’s nothing he can do. “Ugly” by the Exies starts to play as Freeman basks in the glory of having to stoop that low for a win, especially on the biggest night of the year. [/center] McNally: Pardon my French, but this is bull shit, Eddie! Freeman should be stripped of that title right now! [/color] Edison: While this was all a strategy…..I’m going to have to say even this is distasteful! I mean, it’s OMEGA EFFECT and you’re going to ruin a perfectly good match like that? No, that is uncalled for![/color] Philip: Ugh…..Here is your winner and still Alpha Championship Wrestling International Champion…..Jason Freeman! Jay still doesn’t believe this has happened, as he becomes more irate by the second. Freeman yells for the cage to be lifted, and it slowly does. As it does, he slides out but Jay starts getting lifted up and he has nothing to stand on. He starts kicking his legs around and several workers slide into the ring with big cutters. The cage lowers again so Jay wouldn’t be hanging so high up and the workers try and help Jay as Freeman rips the microphone away from Philip as he grabs his International Title. [/center] Freeman : Hahahaa! Listen up! Listen, please! No need to worry, your savior is still the champion! And now…It’s my honor to say! SANTIAGO RIVERA……..YOU…ARE……..FIIIIIRRREEEED! He drops the mic to the chorus of boos as he starts to walks towards the entrance ramp. Santiago is starting to come to his sense, finally realizing what has happened. One of Jay’s handcuffs is finally clipped and his left hand is now free. They clip the other one and he jumps off the top rope, pacing around the ring very angry.
He grabs everything he sees and throws it at the cage wall as it starts to rise. Santiago is now on his knees and he pounds the ring with two fists. He buries his head in his hands, not believing what’s happened. Jason Freeman stands on the top of the stage, posing one last time before he finally leaves. Santiago slowly gets to his feet and a very upset Jay Zero gets right into his face.
The two stare into each others eyes, one deeply disappointed, and the other enraged with hate. After a good long 20 second stare down, Jay Zero turns around and exits the ring. He yanks the Entertainment Title from a worker who was holding it and starts for the entrance ramp. In the ring, Santiago looks deeply into the masses who begin to cheer and applaud him.
Santiago raises his hand, most likely for the last time in front of an ACW audience and the scene starts to fade out with this sad moment as “Iron Man” starts to play, leaving the way that he came into this company.
Fade out End. [/center]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 23, 2007 15:32:44 GMT -5
Segment: “Dreams” Credit: T-Kiss [Moments ago, he left Vivid in the locker room knowing it would be the better place for her tonight. No distractions are needed and he knows she understands that. Wilcox will be ringside, Lord knows he deserves it as he has traveled much of this long journey with him. Standing in front of him now is Charlotte King, and his head is spinning so fast he doesn’t even comprehend why she is stopping him at first as he travels to the ring...] Charlotte: Thunderkiss, for weeks now the world has been waiting for this very moment where you finally face the Macho Man, Randy Dallas Kanyon one on one at Omega Effect 3. While you have certainly faced your share of legends in Latino and Senator Steve Phillips, however tonight you face what many consider to be the top of the heap in R.D.K. What’s your game plan Kiss, what do you think you need to do in order to secure a win tonight? Thunderkiss *pausing*: ..... to be honest babe, I just don’t know. *walks away*Charlotte: Kiss...? [There is no ego. There is no crazy long speech about how he’ll beat RDK tonight. There is only awe. The awe started tonight as he drove up to the arena, and saw a sea of cars that stretched on forever. The awe grew even bigger as he saw the crowds of people, lined up for miles waiting to get inside. Finally, the awe took his breath away when he could hear the roar of the crowd over everything else while inside his locker room with the door closed. There are very few things that can amaze and overwhelm Thunderkiss, but tonight is certainly one of them. As he turns away from Charlotte and heads down the corridor behind the stage set a million things flutter through his mind but yet at the same time, his mind is empty. As he now takes his position on a metal platform that rigged to the ceiling, Thunderkiss looks up into the rafters that stretch up into the heavens, a place where he will be very soon, looking down upon his destiny. As the platform begins to rise, Thunderkiss turns his back towards the locker room and thinks about where he has come from ... and what a long road it’s been...] You’ve come a long way Kiss You started out as just a wanna be kid, bagging groceries to survive You had a dream, a dream you never gave up on You paid your dues, followed a path many travel but few succeed
You’ve been up and down long lonely highways Where you called roadside motels your home You made 20 dollars a night, sometimes more if you were lucky You traveled the world, I n hope of attracting attention your way
You thought you finally caught your break, only to have it crumble in front of you But opportunity arose once more and you haven’t looked back since Though it was a fresh start, you still had problems Out shined by some and ridiculed by others
But yet, you pushed on, never giving up You continued to do whatever it took to live your dream You never wavered And now you’re here
This is what you always wanted, and now its right in front of you Walk through that curtain Kiss, and live your dream Show them once and for all, you belong You’ve come a long way [Finally, Thunderkiss reaches his destination far above the sea of humanity that now is below him. He nervously wipes the sweat from his forehead and looks over at the Alpha Tron where he sees the “in between matches” video for Emperor of the Ring come to an end sending his heart straight down to his feet. The lights go out ... and it’s show time.]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 23, 2007 15:33:49 GMT -5
Match 10: The Ultimate One-on-One Thunderkiss vs The Macho Man RDK (Credit: Dan White) [As the cameras shift from the backstage area to a live shot high above the arena, the P.A. system issues a question to all in attendence...] Do you want the best? Crowd: YEAH! YOU GOT THE BEST! [The fans eyes look up, and smoke fills the arena’s rafters. Suddenly, the smoke comes “alive” as lights flicker on and off tricking the eye of everyone as they believe its lighting. Then without warning, a huge BOOM rocks the arena!] ~!~BOOM~!~ [As everyone looks back up after jerking away, they see Thunderkiss hanging high above the ring on a descending platform! It is at this time that Gene Simmons from the legendary rock band comes out of nowhere and rises up from the entranceway, bass guitar in hand. Tonight, he has come upon request by Thunderkiss himself, to sing a legendary tune that well suits the Thunderous One - God of Thunder....] Gene Simmons: GOD OF THUNDER.......... AND ROCK ENNN ROLL-E-OH!! [TK continues to descend down into the ring while “Stage 2" kicks into effect. Without warning, the follow letters explode above the Alpha Tron, spelling out the name of TK himself - added extra insurance just in case people don’t know who is coming to the ring by now!] ~!~POP~!~ T ~!~POP~!~
~!~POP~!~ H ~!~POP~!~
~!~POP~!~ U ~!~POP~!~
~!~POP~!~ N ~!~POP~!~
~!~POP~!~ D ~!~POP~!~
~!~POP~!~ E ~!~POP~!~
~!~POP~!~ R ~!~POP~!~
~!~POP~!~ K ~!~POP~!~
~!~POP~!~ I ~!~POP~!~
~!~POP~!~ S ~!~POP~!~
~!~POP~!~ S ~!~POP~!~ Maxwell McNally *laughing*: Just who’s coming to the ring again Eddie? I seem to have forgotten.Eddie Edison: Heh. [TK’s platform had made it past the midway point, and upon closer examination, you can tell he has gone all out on his wardrobe tonight as well. Instead of Black and Sky Blue, he wears Black and Gold, in an outfit that has never been worn until tonight. He takes one final look over at Gene Simmons, whom he paid well to be here tonight, who is belting out the final words of his entrance music as his platform finally reaches its final destination.] Gene Simmons: GOD OF THUNDER.......... AND ROCK ENNN ROLL-E-OH!! The spell you’re under... will slowly rob you of your VIRGIN SOULLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL! [As soon as TK hits the ring, he steps off the platform and touches all four corners for goodluck, as he always does. Some may think he does this in an effort to tell his opponent that this is “his” ring, but the truth is he has done this since the beginning in an effort to get luck on his side. As soon as he is done, he sees Wilcox outside the ring, sitting ringside. He hesitates none as he leaps out of the ring and walks up to the guardrail where his manager/agent rises, and like a proud parent, puts his arm on TK’s shoulder and looks into his eyes.] W.C.W. *laughing*: Took you long enough. [Wilcox looks over at Thunderkiss after several seconds of not getting a response. He notices that TK’s face his now ghost white, and in a panic he asks ...] W.C.W.: What’s wrong? Thunderkiss: Willy, I think I’m going to throw up....[Wilcox laughs some more as he witnesses TK having “butterflies” for the first time since he knew him. This Kodac moment soon comes to a close as ...] OoOoOoOOoOoOoOoOOoOoOooOoOoOH YEAH! [Hits the sound system, announcing the arrival of the “Macho Man” Randy Dallas Kanyon! The fans explode out of their seats as they watch Macho Step out of the entranceway into a more traditional, but yet upscale entrance. Streamers pop from above that have his name upon them, awing the fans as they unravel nearly on top of them. On one side of the arena, a lazer light show draws pictures of R.D.K. right onto the fans, a spectacle never seen before within A.C.W. Finally, as RDK makes his way into the ring, streams of light shoot out from each ring post, a sight that even intimidates Thunderkiss a little bit. And then “Macho Man” by the Village People comes to an end, and its finally time. Thunderkiss crawls into the ring .....] And finally, the bell rings TK and RDK remain stood in opposite corners, both re-adjusting wristbands, elbow pads and warming up, perhaps a sign of nervousness of things to come. The electricity is most certainly in the air however, here in the Rogers Centre in Toronto. Suddenly, despite neither man having even taken a step forward, the fans begin to chant. Crowd: RDK! RDK! RDK! RDK! RDK! RDK looks over at TK, and a smile slowly appears on the Macho Man’s face as he glares towards his foe. But suddenly amongst the “RDK” chants, a feint chant can be heard edging on Thunderkiss. TK smirks at RDK, and points to the fans as his chant draws louder. Crowd: THUNDERKISS! THUNDERKISS! THUNDERKISS! THUNDERKISS! THUNDERKISS! Maxwell McNally: My GOD this is deafening! TK smirks even more, as the atmosphere intensifies. Crowd: RDK! RDK! THUNDERKISS! THUNDERKISS! RDK! THUNDERKISS! “Fast” Eddie Edison: The BUILDING IS ACTUALLY SHAKING MAXWELL! RDK! THUNDERKISS! RDK! THUNDERKISS! RDK! THUNDERKISS! RDK!THUNDERKISS!RDK!THUNDERKISS!RDK!THUNDERKISS! The crowd abruptly end their chant battle and cheer in unison as RDK and TK march forward to the centre of the ring, coming face to face. They are literally millimetres from each other, heads locked as the intensity raises a notch. The pop that surrounds this action is literally like nothing ACW has ever seen before, and surely breaks sound records as RDK and TK step back from each other, and look to prepare for the first lock up, neither taking their eye off each other. They raise their hands, and begin to circle the ring. RDK mimics shoulder thrusts, trying to get into Thunderkiss’ head that he can strike at any moment. But TK doesn’t crack, and keeps eye contact closely nit as they stop circling. Arms raised… Thunderkiss: You ready you son of a bitch?! Macho Man: Bring it on bruddah! …And they lock up for the first time. This generates another pop from the crowd, who so far are loving every minute of this. There’s a firm test of strength, but TK, firstly being 80 pounds heavier than RDK AND the fact that RDK hasn’t wrestled for 8 months, thrusts RDK’s hand off, throwing both his hands on his back and throwing RDK towards the ropes. The momentum sends RDK downwards, and he hits the bottom of the ropes, bouncing and landing on his back. He looks up, to see Thunderkiss posing, to a mixture of cheers and boos. Unfazed, RDK rolls back to his feet and the two engage in another lockup. But TK makes less effort of RDK and swiftly flings the former 2-time World champion into a verified Monkey Flip, sending him onto the floor for the second time. Thunderkiss *posing*: THAT .... IS WHERE THE POWER LIES! Maxwell McNally: RDK must have not have scouted TK all that well to try to the power game with him this early! “Fast” Eddie Edison: That’s just SUICIDE Macho! What are you doing?! RDK looks up again, and TK again poses over him. He gets back to his feet, and quickly rushes into a third lockup with TK. But once again he’s effortlessly thrown away, this time into the turnbuckle. He hits it with some form, bouncing back into TK, and TK attempts a clothesline. But RDK shows that he’s quicker than his counterpart, and ducks the clothesline. RDK then goes to work on TK, throwing a few closed-fist punches to the jaw of Thunderkiss. This takes TK by surprise, as RDK shows he’s the quicker and more agile than TK. TK manages to block a right-handed punch, and attempts a chop to the chest, but RDK again avoids it, stepping backwards. He goes to work on TK again, throwing a flurry of punches that forces TK to retreat in the corner. RDK sends several punches in TK’s direction, before posing, which sends the crowd barmy. Macho Man: Bruddah’s too slow! But as he throws the final punch, TK grabs the hand and twists it into a hammerlock. He shunts RDK away, before headbutting him furiously in the back. The golden locks flowing of TK’s head protects himself, but that massive head still causes damage to RDK, who falls to one knee. TK gets back into a straight position, and promptly stomps RDK in the back, sending him fully to the floor. As some of the crowd at the front of the ring begin to jeer TK, TK scoffs, shouting in their direction: TK *With arms folded out*: This is your HERO! This is your Champion! But as this distracts him, RDK is able to quickly grabs his legs, and roll him into a schoolboy: ONE……………………………… ……………………………………. ……………………………………. TWO………………………………. ………………………………….. Kickout by Thunderkiss!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 23, 2007 15:34:34 GMT -5
Thunderkiss clearly isn’t happy with the actions of the Macho Man, as the two raise to their feet. They go to lock up, but RDK feigns it and slips behind TK, elbowing him in the back. TK stumbles forward a step, and RDK follows it up with a swift and snappy neckbreaker. RDK then kips up, generating another pop from the crowd, and takes TK by the head, forcing him up. He lifts him into a suplex stance, and attempts to lift the big guy. But TK’s too stubborn and too big for even the Macho Man, and TK nudges RDK in the ribs with a couple of elbows. RDK releases, and TK goes for another punch, but it’s out of frustration largely and RDK again dodges it. RDK waits for TK to turn, but TK is two steps ahead, turning but managing to step back just in time to avoid the punch attempt, and hits RDK with a side slam with some impact. Maxwell McNally: Thunderkiss is just DOMINATING in the ring tonight Eddie! “Fast” Eddie Edison: If things don’t change Max, this could be the last call for the ‘Mach! TK gets up and takes a slight breathe on the ropes. He then turns around, and begins stomping RDK as much, as fast and as ferociously as he can. The stomps are so quick that RDK has no chance of a reversal, and he’s forced to retreat to the ropes, where he manages to slip out the ring. TK goes towards the ring, but the referee blocks him, for RDK’s protection, which only leaves TK even madder. TK: Oh YOU’VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME! Get out of the way! What are you, his MAMA?!! He can take it! HE’S GONNA TAKE IT! TK watches as RDK climbs up and onto the ring apron. TK holds no mercy however and immediately gives him an elbow to the temple. RDK nearly slips off the apron, but manages to hold on, as he sees to his head. As he recovers, TK bounces off the opposite ropes and charges towards RDK, elbow in position. But as he reaches RDK, the Macho Man quickly turns, giving TK a modified stunner onto the ropes, and TK’s neck slams off the ropes, bouncing upright, and extremely groggy. RDK now has his chance and he slips back into the ring, bouncing off the ropes and taking TK down with a Lou Thesz Press & Knuckle: THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! Macho Man: BAMMA JAMMA, HOW ABOUT THOSE WHAMMAS’?! He lifts himself off of TK, walks to the ropes, and poses. The fans go barmy for the Mach and the cameras begin to flash as RDK waits for TK to rises to his feet. TK slowly does so, and RDK rushes in with the Swinging Neckbreaker. He hits the move with some force, and the ring even shakes as he scrambles over to make the cover: ONE…………………… …………………………… …………………………….. TWO………………………. ……………………………. …………………………… Kickout by Thunderkiss! Thunderkiss: BROTHER TALKS TOO DAMN MUCH! Some of the fans cheer, but the majority are annoyed and sigh as RDK climbs off of TK. He rests on the ropes, with the fans chanting his name, and allowing TK to rise to his feet, who is clearly unhappy about having been covered twice already. RDK is quick to capitalize, and runs at TK. He attempts a clothesline, but TK reverses it into a hammerlock. RDK cries in slight pain as TK smirks, laughing loudly. He then throws RDK into a side headlock, and taunts the crowd whilst doing so, which generates some boos and jeers. TK then throws RDK at the ropes, and with a devastating clothesline, knocks RDK swiftly to the floor. RDK is almost decapitated at the move, and TK laughs openly again. He lifts RDK to his feet again, again whipping him at the ropes and again taking him to the floor with another powerful clothesline. Maxwell McNally: Every INCH of RDK has too be screaming out in pain right now. He has taken some awfully vicious blows in the early part of this match up! Most men would have taken enough damage, but TK isn’t quite done yet. He lifts RDK up and throws him at the ropes again, the third set of ropes closest to the camera. Again TK’s arm flies in his chest and again he’s thrown to the floor. TK lifts RDK up one more time, throwing him at the last set of ropes. This time TK takes a run up, surely taking that head off of RDK’s shoulders. But as they meet each other, RDK slips underneath the arm, to the shock of TK, grabbing his legs and hitting a drop toe hold. He then attempts a Texas Cloverleaf, but TK desperately scrambles towards the ropes and manages to grab them before the hold is properly in play. “Fast” Eddie Edison: If anything thus far as been TK’s weakness in this match, THAT WAS IT! If Macho can get him in the center of the ring with a submission, he might find victory! RDK releases TK immediately, and lifts him up. But TK hits a crude elbow in the stomach that takes RDK by surprise, thus winding him. As RDK is doubled over, TK manages to recover, throwing himself off the ropes and hitting RDK over the head with a double axe handle. RDK falls to the ground, and TK flips him around, stomping him a couple of times. This just further angers the crowd, but TK pauses to pose for them, which just intensifies their anger. He then lifts RDK up, and lifts him upside onto his shoulder. TK walks around the ring, pointing to all the crowd, before slamming RDK down hard on his back. He rolls RDK over, and makes the cover: ONE……………. …………………... ………………….. TWO…………….. ………………….. ……………..Kickout by RDK Maxwell McNally: Oh so close! He has his first cover of the match, but it’s not the 3-count TK wanted, and he gets up, only to complain to the referee. He goes to argue his case, but the referee doesn’t seem interested in arguing, and orders TK to continue. Out of nowhere however, RDK springs to his feet, grabbing TK by the neck. The fans go nuts as he lifts Thunderkiss into the MACHO SLAYUM! TK hits the mat with a thud, and RDK hooks the leg, counting with his other hand: ONE…………….. …………………..…………………… TWO…………….. ………………….. …………………… THR-KICKOUT BY THUNDERKISS! ]“Fast” Eddie Edison: And now Kiss kicks out! What fortitute shown by both men! There is a large pop, granted, but most out of sheer unkayfabed manner, as Thunderkiss firmly kicks out of RDK’s efforts. RDK just looks up at the referee, shaking his head disapprovingly as he lifts TK back to his feet. He whips TK at the ropes, but TK reverses the whip, and throws RDK into a clothesline. RDK flies back to the ground, and TK rests in the corner, catching his breath after the massive Macho Slam, allowing RDK to get back to his feet. RDK slowly rises, and TK runs behind him, elbowing in the top of the back and sending RDK to one knee near the ropes. TK bounces off the ropes opposite RDK, running forward. But as he reaches RDK, RDK flips TK over his shoulder and over the ropes! TK though lands on the apron, thinking that he’s taken the upper edge in the match. He attempts a punch, but RDK ducks. TK turns around, attempting a clothesline but instead of clocking RDK, he clocks the ref! Maxwell McNally: And the ref goes down! “Fast” Eddie Edison: He’s distracted McNally! He better look up before - GOOD GOD, LOOK OUT! TK holds his head in his hands at what he’s done, failing to notice RDK leaping off the ropes, flying over the ropes and taking TK down with him! There’s a huge pop as both men lie on the protective mats in front of the announcer’s tables, with McNally and Edison having to stand up to get a closer look of the action. Maxwell McNally: Its like a train wreck in front of us folks!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 23, 2007 15:35:23 GMT -5
Both men slowly rise to their feet, and the chants of RDK and TK again echo around the arena. They both reach their feet at the same time, and TK throws a punch. RDK blocks it, and throws his own. TK throws a right hook, catching RDK, but RDK braves the storm and throws a punch back in TK’s direction. TK falls to one knee, and RDK smiles a little, knowing he has his chance. He throws a punch into the right side of TK’s temple, knocking his head backwards, and RDK looks all around the arena. He gets ready to hit the Macho Overhand Punch, when out of nowhere TK lunges forward with a surprising boot to the chest. RDK promptly falls like an axed tree, hitting the ground with a thud. Thunderkiss *panting*: Now I have you ....TK looks into the ring and notices that the referee is still completely flat out. TK grins a little, and walks towards the steel steps. He removes the top layer, throwing it down the ringside area, and going back to lift up RDK. He beats him in the stomach, and then whips him firmly into the steel steps. CRASH!“Fast” Eddie Edison: OHHHH MAN! I THINK I FELT THAT JUST WATCHING IT MAX! The sound echoes around the Rogers Centre, Toronto, Canada, in fact all over North America. Even Buenos Ares call claiming to hear the sound, apparently. But the fact is that RDK is laying slumped over these steel steps, and the game is firmly in Thunderkiss’ ball park. TK looks around, and eyes the Spanish announcer’s table. He snarls as he approaches it and removes the topping and the monitors from the table. Maxwell McNally: What are you doing Thunderkiss?! No, don’t do this.. PLEASE don’t do this! “Fast” Eddie Edison: Just get out of the way Maxwell, things are about ready to get ... DANGEROUS! He turns around, lifting RDK to his feet. TK points to the table, and receives a majority of boos and jeers. He then lifts RDK into a Bodyslam, and again points to the table. There’s another chorus of boos and jeers, but many fans in the hope that RDK performs a trademark reversal and TK ends up in the table. TK approaches the table… Random Fan *shouting*: COME ON MACHO! …And the reversal doesn’t come. He slams RDK throw the table, which shatters in an instant. RDK screams in pain as he goes through, and there’s even more boos and jeers for Thunderkiss as he admires his work, posing for that section of the crowd. RDK is well and truly battered, and gives those with any false hope nothing anymore, as TK calmly rolls RDK into the ring. TK follows, and makes the cover as the referee slowly comes to, and makes the count: …………......... ONE!............... ………………… ………………… TWO!................ ………………… ………………. Kickout by RDK! Random Fan: YEAH! There’s a huge pop as RDK kicks out, but Thunderkiss isn’t the least bit pleased. He storms to his feet, confronting the referee for the kickout. But the ref is still a little dazed and is unclear, but doesn’t allow TK to get to him. Still livid with only picking up a two-count, TK grabs RDK by the shoulders and throws him into the turnbuckle. TK then rubs his right boot with his hands, and begins stomping RDK profusely. RDK’s getting bruised quite heavily and beaten down quite badly, but the referee is unable to stop the assault as he’s still on the floor. This gives TK the opportunity to unleash all he has on RDK, and he stomps him like it was a bag on fire on his doorstep. Eventually though the referee pulls himself up and manages to get in the way of the two, forcing TK away. TK snarls at the ref, but turns away from RDK, posing to the crowd and generating a huge eruption of boos. The camera turns to RDK meanwhile, who has been cut open in the forehead as a result of TK. TK turns around, pulling RDK by the leg out the turnbuckle, and making the cover: ONE……………….. …………………….. TWO……………… ……………………… ..And another kickout by the Macho Man! Maxwell McNally *back at table*: What you are witnessing right now is the stuff of legends folks! Macho just doesn’t want to go down! TK’s temper is beginning to fray rapidly. On his knees, he looks to the referee, asking how much more he needs to do to win the match. He climbs to his feet and lifts RDK up. He throws RDK at the ropes, and then catches him with a devastating Polish Hammer. There’s a brief pop, but this isn’t the Five Moves of Doom. Instead, RDK lays motionless on the mat, and TK goes over to the turnbuckle, removing the buckle and throwing the pad to the outside, much to the chagrin of both the referee and the fans. But Thunderkiss being Thunderkiss cares little for the crowd, and instead ignores them, turning around to face his foe once again. He lifts RDK up, and takes him over to the exposed turnbuckle. He goes to smash RDK’s head against the buckle, but RDK grabs the ropes and resists. TK tries again, but again RDK resists. “Fast” Eddie Edison: RDK puts on the breaks! Finally, RDK manages to break free, planting a skillful uppercut into TK’s jaw. TK stumbles back, and RDK dropkicks him straight into the exposed buckle. TK hits it square in the middle of his forehead, and falls straight to the ground. Unfortunately for RDK, the move has taken enough out of him to cause him to fall into a state of mind we here in Britain simply refer to as “fucking knackered”. With both men on the ground, the referee makes his count… “ONE!” “TWO!” “THREE!” At this point, another RDK chant forms in the crowd, and slowly he begins to move… “FOUR!” “FIVE!” TK rolls over facing the camera, and we notice that the connection with the turnbuckle has left him with an open wound on the side of his forehead, as he slowly rolls towards the ropes. “SIX!” “SEVEN!” TK and RDK grab opposite ropes, pulling themselves up slowly. “EIGHT!” “NINE!” At this point, both men have made it to their feet, and the referee ends his count. RDK and TK both keep hold of the ropes, before rushing towards each other. TK attempts a punch, but RDK ducks it. RDK turns, turning TK around, and attempts a Rock Bottom! “Fast” Eddie Edison: ROCK BOTTO- Maxwell McNally: NO! However TK manages to elbow his way out of the move, and swiftly hits RDK with the Box Office Smash (Polish Hammer). The fans are silenced as they watch Thunderkiss plant RDK with a Fall Forward Scoop Slam. TK gets back to his feet, and goes for the Flexing Elbow Drop, first flexing his biceps over RDK’s head. Thunderkiss: THIS IS THE THUNDER!!Maxwell McNally: Goodnight RDK! He then drops down, driving that elbow into RDK’s chest. Thunderkiss: AND THIS IS THE KISS!!“Fast” Eddie Edison: THIS ONE IS O-V-E-R! RDK reacts as though he’s just been buzzed by a heart recovery machine, but doesn’t awake. Instead, TK lifts RDK to his feet, into the air, and hits the Heaven’s Door. Many of the fans are figuratively heading for the door as Thunderkiss hits the Senton Drop Pin, and with the widest grin known in ACW, hooks RDK’s leg and allows the referee to do the rest! ONE! …………….. …………………….. ……………………. TWO! ……………… …………………….. …………………….. THREE-KICKOUT BY THE MACHOMAN!!!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 23, 2007 15:36:47 GMT -5
“Fast” Eddie Edison: KANYON KICKS OUT! KANYON KICKS OUT! CAN YOU BELIEVE IT MAX!? Maxwell McNally: No, I sincerely can’t Eddie! My GOD what a match! The pop is utterly phenomenal in the Rogers Centre, and combined by the world must make the loudest noise ever recorded in the history of the Universe. Thunderkiss: No... not again. NOT AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!Thunderkiss has gone utterly nuts as he sees flashes of his match with “Senator” Steve Phillips in his head. He climbs to his feet, and immediately confronts the referee, backing him into a corner. The referee looks genuinely terrified as TK clenches his fist and holds it back. But unbeknownst to him, RDK kips up to another huge pop, and stalks behind TK. He closes in on him as TK continues harassing the referee, and gently taps him on the shoulder. TK turns around, and receives an open-hand punch to the face! The referee steers clear as RDK sends TK into the turnbuckle, and unleashes a can of whoopass on the self-disputed “Ultimate Male”: THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!THWACK! The crowd goes barmy again as RDK then grabs TK by the head, and hits him with a neckbreaker. RDK gets back to his feet, and lifts TK up. He fires TK at the ropes, and then hits him with a Manhattan Drop. The Ultimate Balls are crushed, and TK reacts like he’s on fire, at least until he runs into RDK’s flying forearm. Macho Man: JABRONI GOIN’ DOWN! RDK then goes to TK’s legs, and lifts both of them up. He crosses them around, and turns, locking the Texas Cloverleaf in play! There’s yet another pop as TK wails in pain, and the thought of getting victory is the prime thought in RDK’s head. The emotions run through his blood-stained face, as he too screams with intensity. TK is clearly struggling now, and he tries elevating himself with both hands, pushing all his body weight into the air. But he only holds himself up for about a second before slumping back down, and the crowd get behind RDK: Crowd: TAP! TAP! TAP! TAP! TAP! TAP! TAP! TAP! Macho Man: BREAKIN’ ..... BRUDDAHS LEGS ARE BREAKIN’!This only drives TK on to prove them wrong, and the former Entertainment champion slowly pulls himself towards the ropes. RDK tries pulling him back, but almost loses his balance and is forced to be pulled along. TK is still about 2 feet from reach of the ropes, and is in sheer agony. He slowly creeps towards the ropes, making helpless grabs towards them constantly, in hope that they’ll magically appear in his hand. RDK screams again with intensity, the blood pouring quickly and getting in his eye. Now blood in the eye stings, but RDK knows that he must hold on to try and get victory. But distractions like this spur TK on and he slowly but surely edges towards the ropes. He’s within touching distance, and can even flick the ropes with the tip of his middle finger…. Maxwell McNally: Will he reach the ropes in time?! …He makes one last grab for the ropes, and manages to grab hold of it. However his hand slips off the ropes, and another pop echoes the Rogers Centre. TK’s head has now fully bloodied with the blood rushing down his body, into his head, and through that open wound. He buries his head in his hands for a second, lifting it up and screaming in agony as he makes one final push towards the ropes, and grabs them with both hands. Maxwell McNally: Say what you will about how he conducts himself out of the ring, but without a doubt, Thunderkiss has proven he can play with the big boys all he wants to, and tonight he is proving that once again! “Fast” Eddie Edison: And I think Macho is learning that as well right now Max! He’s given TK everything he has and more, but still cannot put him away! JUST LOOK AT THAT LOOK OF FRUSTRATION ON MACHO’S FACE! There’s yet another sigh of annoyance as RDK grudgingly releases the hold, and stumbles to both knees. Blood and sweat covers the ring on all corners and it’s a symbol of how much winning means to both these characters. Who needs titles when you can have good ol’ fashioned grudge matches. RDK turns around, and picks TK up from the floor. He attempts an Irish Whip, but TK reverses it. TK doubles himself over, but RDK spectacularly leapfrogs over TK’s head, grabbing his hair as he leaps over him and forcing it back, sending TK back to the floor. RDK jumps straight back to his feet and bounces off the ropes, sending a chop straight to TK’s chest. TK jerks forward a little, as RDK makes the cover: ONE……………… ……………………….……………………. TWO……………….. ……………………… Kickout by Thunderkiss! RDK’s clearly annoyed, and isn’t afraid to show this. But he doesn’t take his anger out on the referee, instead climbing to his feet and lifting TK up. He grabs TK and manages to lift him up into a scoop slam, slamming him down hard on the canvas. There’s a pop from the crowd and RDK goes over to acknowledge them briefly. RDK then slowly turns around, and picks TK up from the floor. He whips TK into the ropes, and attempts the Jabroni Buster! But as he lifts TK up, TK wraps his arms around RDK’s head and drives him down into a DDT! The referee shoots around, to make a count, but TK manages to quickly get to his feet. RDK hazily follows, but TK has enough time to dart forward and plant RDK with the GOODNIGHT KISS! “Fast” Eddie Edison: THE GOODNIGHT KISS! This is OVER Max! Senator Steve Phillips couldn’t bounce back from this move and there is NO WAY IN HELL Macho will either! Maxwell McNally: But Eddie, the referee! RDK falls and TK makes the cover: ONE………….. ………………… ………………… TWO…………. ………………… ………………… THREE!!! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT! NINE! TEN! ...Only there’s no referee… “Fast” Eddie Edison: He HAD him Maxwell! Thunderkiss should have won this match! The three count ... it was RIGHT THERE! TK looks up to notice the referee is again down on the mat. When he pulled his arm back for the Goodnight Kiss he accidentally clocked the ref square in the jaw, knocking him to the mat. This was half TK’s fault, but TK doesn’t see it this way and bounds the mat several times in frustration. He must of got to the 23-count by the time he’s exhausted himself and rests his hands on his knees, furious at not getting the win. He gets to his feet and checks the referee out, nudging him slightly with his foot. But it’s the second time the referee has been down and that pretty much means he’s gone. He’s out. Bed time for him. TK attempts to recover him one more time, lifting the referee to his feet, but the moment TK lets go of him, the referee falls straight back onto the floor. Thunderkiss: SON OF BITCH!!!!!!Maxwell McNally: That ref is not getting up ANYTIME soon. What could possibly be the mind set of Thunderkiss Eddie?! Here, he HAS the match won. He PUTS Macho away but its STILL not over. “Fast” Eddie Edison: He’s going to have to dig even deeper Max, if he even has anything left! That’s the ONLY thing he can do at this point! Thunderkiss looks as though he might kill something, but keeps his cool and relaxes. RDK has slowly made a recovery and is in the corner, resting on the bottom turnbuckle as a second referee rushes to the ring. Thunderkiss looks at RDK menacingly, and charges at him with a high elbow. The Bionic Elbow looks like a possibility, but RDK leaps out the way, bouncing off the ropes and attempting to send the big man down with a shoulder block. Unfortunately for RDK the shoulder is like running into a brick wall and he surprisingly comes off it quite hard, with TK standing strong, albeit still a little dazed. RDK attempts it again, but again he hits the shoulder painfully and ends up cradling his shoulder. But not one to give up, RDK throws a couple of punches to the face. He then throws himself off the ropes, launches himself at the shoulder, and as he connects, takes Thunderkiss down with an almighty thud. Maxwell McNally: Macho has taken Thunderkiss off his feet! Look at TK’s face Edison, he’s in shock!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 23, 2007 15:37:22 GMT -5
It’s the first time we’ve seen RDK truly outpower Thunderkiss in this match, and the crowd is fully getting behind Mach. He picks himself up from the floor, and makes a gesture to symbolize “time to finish this”. He lifts TK up and tries to go for another Macho Slam, but TK elbows his way out. RDK stumbles away and TK attempts to hit a Heaven’s Door, but RDK struggles away and waits for TK to turn round before attempting a Jabroni Slam. TK gets out of it easily and tries to throws RDK into the exposed corner, but RDK throws himself at TK, hooking the neck and hitting the Rock Bottom! “Fast” Eddie Edison: ROCK BOTTOM! ROCK BOTTOM! ROCK BOTTOM! ROCK BOTTOM! The crowd are extremely pumped and Macho, running on pure adrenaline now, leaps to his feet immediately. He looks down on Thunderkiss, throwing him some trash talk, before exiting the ring and climbing the turnbuckle. There’s another huge pop as he reaches the top, and turns around. He pauses again, taking in the crowd once again like he had done this time a year ago: CROWD: MACHO MAN!
MACHO MAN!
MACHO MAN!
MACHO MAN!
MACHO MAN!Maxwell McNally: Will this be the final nail in the coffin for Thunderkiss!?! RDK smiles, before launching himself into a perfect Macho Moonsault! He slams straight onto Thunderkiss, but the cheers in the arena mean that we don’t even hear the impact, as the second referee makes the count: ONE……………….. ……………………... …………………….. TWO……………….. …………………….. ……………………… THREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Phillip: HERE IS YOUR WINNER……… “THE MACHO MAN” RDK!!!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 23, 2007 15:39:07 GMT -5
Segment: “Thank You” Credit: T-Kiss
[Its over. There is a feeling of disbelief. “Is it REALLY over” Thunderkiss thinks to himself as he looks out into the crowd, their roaring for R.D.K. answering his question. He knew he had it won, he was sitting on top of Macho for half a minute, yet it isn’t his hand being raised in victory - it’s Macho’s. Deep inside during moments like these, normally a storm of hate and jealously would be brewing in Thunderkiss’s heart, but oddly, not tonight. Instead, there is a feeling of satisfaction, an odd feeling that he cannot describe.]
Macho Man: You had the ‘Mach bruddah...
Thunderkiss: I know.
[Macho grins at TK’s response as almost that’s what he expected and then, out of nowhere, extends his hand. Thunderkiss looks down upon it and as if he didn’t even have to think about it, as if it was an involuntary response ... he extends his hand as well and the two men shake in the middle of the ring.]
Macho Man: You’re the real deal, kid.
[Thunderkiss nods in appreciation and the crowd goes absolutely NUTS. They come unhinged as each man shows each other a sign of respect that was not expected. The flashbulbs capture this moment for it doesn’t last long as TK releases his hand from Macho’s and turns to the ropes and begins to leave the ring. As one leg is through the ropes, TK stops his forward motion and turns to Macho and calls his name out. Surprised, Macho turns around and responds ..]
Macho Man: Yeah?
Thunderkiss: Thank you.
[Now it’s Macho’s turn to nod as he watches Thunderkiss step out of the ring and head towards the backstage area. As another chapter ends, another will soon begin for Thunderkiss. However, the repercussions of this night will last him for the rest of his career as he finally has the validation he was searching for. And the same can be said for Macho. What will his future hold? Will he once again return to his second home, the ring? Or will he content on walking away with this win, re-cementing his legendary status in Alpha Championship Wrestling? Those are questions better left for tomorrow folks, as tonight belongs to this moment, a moment that will surely stand the test of time.]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 23, 2007 15:39:47 GMT -5
Segment: Three Moments Etched in Time (Credit: BK London)
As we return, we are brought to a very close shot of BK London's chin buried in his folded arms as he stares off camera in sort of a trance. It's one of the, if not the biggest night of his career, and you've got to believe the pressure of delivering a show stealing performance and at the same time winning the ACW Championship is weighing heavily on his mind.
Slowly the camera pulls out, revealing him sitting in his ring attire, in the same position - looking up at whatever he is looking at. Slowly the camera positions itself behind the young veteran of ACW and we see three pictures on his wall. Each of them highlighting a defining moment in BK London's career. Each of them holding a special meaning to him. Each of them showcasing exactly who BK London is.
The first picture to be seen comes from Thursday Night Meltdown January 13th 2005, a date which changed BK London's career - forever. The image shows us BK London holding the ACW Heavyweight Championship, along with Ginger standing beside him, over the fallen Macho Man RDK. While it was one of the worst nights in RDK's professional career - you can guess it was just about the pinacle of BK London's. This picture showcase BK London's will to do ANYTHING to get what he wants, especially when it is ACW gold. Rather than accept defeat, he joined forces with possibly the most hated man on the roster, in order to gain the ultimate prize. And did he care how much that would change ACW? Not at all. His own goal was fufilled and he was NOTHING but satisfied by it.
As we move down the list, the 2nd picture takes place at Omega Effect I in which BK London went head to head with the master of the Hardcore Match, Skurai. Skurai was one of the superstars in ACW who had a high threshold for pain and vast knowledge of delivering pain. So when BK London accepted the challenge for a hardcore match - everyone speculated that he would not walk out the winner. Not only was he going up against the King of Hardcore, but he had no real prior experience in hardcore matches. For 30 minutes, both of these men went balls to the wall, and this really showcased BK London's never die attitude. After being thrown through glass, hit with lightubes, thrown through tables, hit with steel chairs, BK London still managed to give a showstopping performance and win the match. And then, the fans would begin to realize what kind of wrestler BK London is..but he had yet to prove it to all the fans, just who he really was...until one year later.
Third picture, last year at Omega Effect, probably the defining moment of his career thus far. It shows Macho Man RDK reaching and stretching for the ropes as he is locked within the clutches of the Corporate Lock. BK London delivered another showstopping performance at Omega Effect, and showed ACW exactly what kind of the man he was. He was willing to put it all on the line, his pride, his career, his life - everything on the line to show why he is the best and he did exactly that. In the end, he was the one with his job still intact while RDK was the one sent packing.
Three moments in time which personify who is BK London. Three moments that he has revisted simply to remind him who exactly he is. To remind him that at these times when the pressure is on, that he is BK London and he is the best damn wrestler to come through the ACW doors.
BK London rises up from the chair and exits the locker room. Where does he go? No one knows. But one thing that's for sure, Failure is not an option. There is no going back. The time is drawing near, and while he knows exactly the superstar he is - he still feels pressure to be able to show who he is to the world.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 23, 2007 15:40:05 GMT -5
Segment: A brief break in the impatient wait for our Main Event.. (Credit: ??) It's already become obvious that everyone in attendance is going to have quite a bit of difficulty getting to sleep after such a fantastic show, but they have to remember that it's not over just yet...and that just when they think things may have calmed down, there really only starting to heat up. As the audience is still in explosive debate among themselves of what will be the highlight of this glorious night, the lights begin to fade to dim, immediately striking up their attention and leading them to anticipate the next contest to begin. Instead, however, the alphatron shows a scene, perhaps depicting somewhere in the parking lot, that appears to be empty. The frame remains empty for a few moments, before a shadowy figure makes his entrance. No distinctive features are initially recognizable in the darker scene, though a smirk can be seen on the mans face. There's a look of confusion through the crowd, as the man appears to be alone and the camera only shows his shadowed face and smirk.??: It's been quite awhile...since I last made my appearance in such an arena. His voice seems to be quite cold, despite the fact that the smirk remains consistent on his face.??: The last that I had seen of most of you...I was being humiliated in an arena such as this. My dreams were beginning to shatter as memories resurfaced of the past, and my sanity was on it's brink...though it always was. It does not appear quite clear yet who the figure is yet, though he raises and envelope to the cameras view.??: I was sent away at that time, and I believe it was the intention of management here to never allow me to 'disgrace' this place with my presence again....but perhaps they had a change of heart. This here, in my hand, represents this..and it does surprise me more then it will you. The mysterious figure opens the envelope slowly, well turning his back to the camera.??: It reads, simply, that Alpha Championship Wrestlings active commissioner wishes for my return to the promotion. The fact that your Chairman had nothing to do with this decision is what led to me accepting..after all..I haven't seen so many of my good friends in awhile. How long? I'd say..oh..a year? He takes a few steps back as more of him comes into view, walking into a light in the parking lot before raising his arms in an 'X' symbol. Many of the newer fans in the audience seem to still be confused as to who this individual is, where a few of the seniors to ACW become quite riled up, random yelling of cheers and cries heard as the man slowly turns back to the camera, by now his identity obvious to anyone aware of last years Omega Effect in the slightest.FSX: It has, after all...been FAR too long since I've enjoyed sharing my aggression with an audience. I mean, who doesn't want to come home and have several individuals willingly walking into your path just to be destroyed? I've MISSED it ...no...NEEDED it for so damn long! Without the wonder that is Fallen Souls, there is no wonder that is entertainment after all... It would be a great injustice if I didn't return and raise return this promotion to a healthy standard of constant aggression! Constant determination! Constant Pain!! Those in the crowd that were not aware earlier seem to join in with the 'FSX' chant as he grins again, staring back to the camera for a moment.FSX: I do understand that this is a night of pure skill though, and I have no intention of holding it up any longer. After all, I've said what I came here to say...and I plan on watching a friend of mine reign supreme. He turns away once again, taking a few steps before looking over his shoulder and shaking his head just a bit, the crowd still in applauds mode..as is logical when someone returns after such a long absence.FSX: Soon enough though, I'm afraid my good friend will have to move aside...AS THE X IS HERE TO STAY! Fallen continues on his exit now, leaving from view as cheers are still heard from a specific loyal fan-base, even though quite a few have died down by this point. It's hard to judge what to expect at Omega Effect, perhaps even harder to judge what to expect from a return of FSX. Will it last? You'd have to assume so...as he always did want to leave a distinct impression on every generation. The alphatron slowly though, fades to black as many in the crowd snap back into reality and remember the event at hand. The best is yet to come.OOC Note: The fact you could see it coming was the surprise Credit: FSX
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 23, 2007 15:40:48 GMT -5
Segment: Lazarus / The Silent Man (Credit: Hunter/AK)
It would take something completely extraordinary to make the atmosphere backstage at Omega Effect any more electric than it normally is… but tonight has turned out to be just such a night. Emotions are running at an all-time high, and there is a sense of euphoria amongst the crew and much of the roster; the show has come together better than anyone dared to hope, and now with the main event just moments away, all eyes are riveted to the screens set up throughout the arena…
On the outside, Alicia is no different to anyone else in the building tonight. She has showered and changed into comfortable clothing after her match, and is watching the TV in her locker room, waiting for the match to begin; the lingering effects of the High Street Massacre will be with her for some days yet, but she’ll deal with them. Such things come with the territory and the job.
What she’s not at all sure how to deal with, however, is the storm of emotions bouncing around in her head following Rattlesnake’s match.
Most people find death, their own or that of those they are close to, tough to handle. Entire books have been written on the arduous process of denial, confusion, fear, anger, and finally acceptance, and whatever peace is achieved at the end of the struggle is hard won indeed. The single consolation is that the journey is one-way; you face it, you make it, and you move on. No one ever whispers quietly in your ear that the rules can be changed.
Feeling hot and flushed, Alicia gets up from the couch. She has no water left after her match, and so she exits the room to go and find a fresh bottle, and perhaps clear her head a little with the movement.
The hair on the back of her neck stands on end before she even rounds the corner, and she knows what she will see when she does. Is this what people experience when they see or feel the shades of others?
Hunter leans against the wall, his gaze unfocused. He seems adrift in more ways than one; his performance in the ring has partially reconnected him to the man he once was, but something is still missing. He can touch, grapple, fight… but is that the same as feeling?
She waits for him to stir, and then moves closer. They look at one another, without saying anything, for several seconds. Alicia’s mouth is dry, but she finds the will to speak.
Alicia: ….Hello.
Hunter just continues looking at her, ghost-like. The silence is thick; Alicia has all sorts of questions, but she condenses them to just one.
Alicia: So… where have you been, then?
The merest flicker of an expression crosses Hunter’s face, but it’s impossible to tell what it denotes. He says nothing, but turns away from her, and begins to walk away slowly, still haunted, still lost, still silent….
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 23, 2007 15:41:37 GMT -5
Sunday, June 17, 2007 9:30 PM
But no stillness is eternal.
He keeps his arms folded behind his back, looking out of the window as he usually does. It is a sort of comfort for him, although far from the only thing he does in life. The storm has stopped, but the dark clouds are still floating over the city. He finally releases his breath, and it fogs up the window ever so slightly. He sighs following this, and checks the time on his watch before resuming his pose. Why does eternity always have to take so long? Suddenly, he hears a gentle whirring behind him. His eyes widen, and he gasps ever so slightly before closing his eyes. Could it be? Has the time finally come? All of these months, all of these memories, all of these sleepless nights. Is the time here? He opens his eyes just as the golden doors close behind him, and in the reflection of the window he sees a single solitary figure. A tear almost escapes him, but he keeps it shackled within himself before unleashing a single chuckle, followed by a simple phrase.
Lexon: It took you long enough.
Andrew Hunter stands before the golden doors, his figure slightly bent over, his hands still kept within the confines of his pocket. He does not blink as he stares at the straight and narrow form of Jeffrey B. Lexon, who glares out the window into the moonless streets. Hunter smirks slightly and takes a step forward before throwing out his retort.
Hunter: I'll say.
Lexon bows his head before turning around and walking up to his desk. His eyes look over Hunter's hands, and he nods slightly.
Lexon: One gun? Two?
Hunter pulls his right hand out of his pocket, along with his left. His right hand comes complete with a single pistol, and his left delivers a silencer, which he slowly screws onto the gun.
Hunter: Can you not count?
Lexon smirks slightly as he pulls his chair out and sits down behind his desk. He keeps his hands gently folded on top of the table, letting Hunter finish his work.
Lexon: Why a silencer? You know there is no one around to hear any shots.
Hunter: Why is that anyway?
He asks the question truthfully just as he finishes with the silencer. He puts it in between his legs as he pulls out a pair of black gloves and puts them onto his hands. He grabs the gun once more as Lexon answers.
Lexon: I figured that you would have more difficulty entering the building if people thought you were dead. That, and I figured that whoever wins tonight will not have to deal with the difficulties of police investigation.
Hunter: How thoughtful. How did you know I would come tonight?
Lexon: I didn't. I have been asking all of my guards to leave every night for the past five months.
Hunter: ...when I killed Mr. Grimm?
Lexon: Yes.
Hunter: And they didn't hesitate to leave?
Lexon: I told them all that someone else would take watch. They didn't hesitate because, honestly, who would? Nights are not fun.
Hunter: How did you know it was me who killed Grimm?
Lexon: Please. People like Mr. Grimm do not die without a reason. And you are reason enough.
Hunter: And Cross?
Lexon: I figured it would be his time sooner than later. Apparently I was right.
Hunter: You're not upset?
Lexon: What could I have done about it? This isn't a movie, Mr. Hunter. If I came to him and told him he was a killer, he likely would not react positively.
Hunter: He knew.
Lexon arcs his eyebrows slightly.
Lexon: I beg your pardon?
Hunter: Had I not killed him, it was only a matter of time before he knew it was you who hired him.
Lexon: Hmm...thank God for you, eh?
Hunter cocks the pistol and points it at Lexon's head.
Hunter: Quite. So, where did we leave off last?
Lexon nonchalantly stares at the end of the barrel, keeping a smile on his face.
Lexon: I believe we were talking about fate before Cross came in and shot you.
Hunter: Well, I doubt we have to talk about that now. After all, you have no one to save you, do you?
Lexon says nothing.
Hunter: And even if you did, it's beyond you to call them in for help now. You know that if I survived you once because you did not try to do the job yourself, you cannot rely on anyone else.
Lexon nods slowly.
Lexon: I'm less of an enigma than I had hoped.
Hunter: Indeed you are.
Pause.
Lexon: So, any questions?
Hunter: About?
Lexon: Why...anything? You had so many questions last time.
Hunter: Your friends filled me in.
Lexon: Why ask them?
Hunter: Two reasons: one, I knew they'd give me a more accurate story, since they were the ones involved in the things I cared about the most.
Lexon: And two?
Hunter: I didn't want any distractions before I killed you.
Lexon smiles.
Lexon: So this is it? No speech? No bullshit?
Hunter: I hope.
Lexon: How do you know I won't take a gun from under the desk and try to shoot you myself?
Hunter: Because the second you move, I'll pull the trigger.
Lexon nods slightly once more and leans back in his chair. He folds his hands on the arms of the chair and leans his head on top of them. He shoots his eyes toward Hunter, and looks back when he sees that his position has not changed.
Lexon: "Thus let me live, unseen, unknown. Thus unlamented let me die. Steal from the world, and not a stone tell where I lie." Alexander Pope.
Hunter scratches his freshly shaved chin with his free hand.
Hunter: "Today is but a wasted tomorrow."
Lexon nods.
Lexon: I like that. Who is it?
Hunter: Andrew Hunter.
Lexon chuckles.
Lexon: "If God were suddenly condemned to live the life which he has inflicted upon men..."
He looks up at Hunter.
Lexon: "...he would kill himself." Alexander Dumas.
Hunter: "If life wasn't hard, there'd be no point in trying." Andrew Hunter.
Lexon sighs.
Lexon: "Man performs and engenders so much more than he can or should have to bear. That's how he finds that he can bear anything." William Faulkner.
Hunter: "The meaning of life is that it ends."
Lexon chuckles and looks at him with a hint of sarcasm.
Lexine: Andrew Hunter?
Hunter remains motionless.
Hunter: No. Kafka. But thanks for the compliment.
Lexon looks at him with small irritation, but then chuckles and looks away.
Lexon: Get it over with, then.
Hunter: No.
Lexon shakes his head.
Lexon: Cowardice again? I'm disappointed in you.
Hunter puts the gun back into his pocket and scoffs.
Hunter: It's not cowardice. I just want you to be afraid.
Lexon: And how do you plan on doing that?
Hunter opens his coat and pulls out another gun, this one a revolver. He opens its chamber and pulls out the bullets one by one as Lexon looks on.
Lexon: I thought you said you had one gun.
Hunter: I didn't say anything.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 23, 2007 15:42:11 GMT -5
He then lifts up the gun and shows Lexon the empty chamber. After this, he shows him one single bullet that he holds in between his fingers, and puts it into the chamber. He spins the chamber and slams it shut.
Hunter: If you're so confident in your ability to live and your ability to not be afraid of death, then prove it.
Hunter extends the butt of the gun to Lexon. Lexon looks at it and chuckles.
Lexon: Russian Roulette? Are you kidding?
Hunter: Are you scared?
Hunter's look is stern, and so Lexon's smile fades, and he takes the gun and looks at it.
Lexon: What's to stop me from just shooting you now?
Hunter: You won't.
Lexon: Why not?
Hunter: Because you have a deluded sense of honor. That's the only thing that has kept me alive so far.
Lexon looks down at the gun with faux fearlessness.
Lexon: Six bullets?
Hunter: No. One bullet. Six slots.
Lexon continues to look over it.
Hunter: Prove your point.
Lexon shakes his head slowly, and then lifts up the gun and puts it to the side of his head. Hunter's eyes are neither expectant nor bloodthirsty; they are instead completely stern, just as before. Lexon hesitates for a second, and then pulls the trigger.
Click.
Triumphant, he hands it back over to Hunter. Hunter puts the gun to his head and pulls the trigger without pause.
Click.
He throws it back on the desk as Lexon stares up at him with a look of disbelief.
Lexon: No reluctance? No fear?
Hunter: Death has a funny way of changing your perspective of things.
Lexon stares at the gun and takes a deep breath before picking up the gun and putting it to his head. He breathes heavily and closes his eyes as Hunter continues to stare.
Hunter: What puts you above the rest?
Lexon: ...what?
Hunter: You said that to me a long time ago. I'm wondering the same thing now.
Lexon: ...I...
Hunter: Cowardice again? I'm disappointed in you.
Lexon's look is becoming more and more uneven as time goes on. This man...nay, this boy is taunting him. His frustration finally hits its peak when he pulls the trigger.
Click.
He extends his hand slowly, but Hunter pulls the gun out of his hand, puts it to his own head, and pulls the trigger swiftly.
Click.
He throws it down once again as Lexon stares at it.
Hunter: Just two more. The odds are dwindling.
Lexon slowly reaches forward, his hand trembling violently. He puts the gun to his head, and his breath is now extremely labored and uneven. He closes his eyes as they become wet, attempting to dry them out. Hunter stands tall over him and continues to stare at him.
Hunter: Come on. Death's not so easy to confront as you thought, huh? You really are a coward. You preach to me how you are not afraid to die. And yet here we are. Do it. Come on. Pull the trigger.
Lexon says nothing. Hunter then throws his fist down onto the desk, causing Lexon to jump up.
Hunter: Pull the fucking trigger.
Lexon is now completely beside himself. He holds the gun to his head, still quite frightened. Tears freely flow from him as he quickly opens and closes his eyes. But soon he builds up his strength. Letting nothing hold him back, he pulls the trigger... Click.
His reaction is one of complete shock. He begins to laugh as he extends the gun towards Hunter, his laughter becoming louder and more extreme as time goes on. In between the laughs, he is finally able to pull out a few simple words.
Lexon: Game over.
Hunter takes the gun and puts it to his head. Lexon's eyes widen slightly at his enthusiasm, and they widen even more when he finally pulls the trigger...
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