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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 28, 2007 14:13:54 GMT -5
Match 2: Fourway Match Fallen Souls vs Adrian Flamingo vs Echo vs Josh The Jersey Boy (Credit: Michael) The shot hurries back to the main arena, where things are rumbling on at a cracking speed. Philip is already in the ring and ready to get to work.
“Bel Air” by Malice Mizer blasts throughout the arena. No sooner does Fallen Souls himself step out into view.Phillip Jones: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is the Adrian Flamingo Invitational. Now making his way to the ring...from Seoul, South Korea...he weighs in at one hundred and ninety-two pounds...FALLEEEEEEEN...SOOOOOOUUUUUUUULS! FSX marches into the ring before resting against his corner as he awaits the arrival of his opponents.The lights dim, and the grinding intro of “Perish” starts up, followed shortly by a wave of blue light and the actual music. Echo makes her way out and heads straight down the ramp, taking her time and yet not being distracted by the occasional coarse cat-call from the crowd.Phillip: And the opponents...introducing first...from Mogadishu, Somalia...she weighs in at one hundred and fifteen pounds...THIS...IIIIIIIIIIIIS ECHOOOOOOOOOOOO! After reaching the ring, she languidly climbs up to the apron, turns with her back to the ropes, and leans back, looking up at the ceiling. The moment of reflection passes quickly and she slides through the ropes, heading to a corner and removing her niqab. From the moment the lights come up, she’s all business, the slight quivering of her finger joints an outward sign of the storm to come.JJB hears “Panama” by Van Halen as he comes out and begins saying "Fuck You" to the audience, he then proceeds to the ring by slowly looking at FSX and Echo.Phillip: Introducing next...from Jersey City, New Jersey...weighing in at two hundred and thirty pounds...JOSH...THEEEEEEE JERSEY BOOOOOOOOOOOOOY! Then, JJB slowly roll into the ring and do an Orton Pose as Pyro comes out from the turnbuckles.As the drum portion kicks into “Hello” by The Rollins Band, the video flashes to highlight clips of Adrian who stomps his way on stage and holds his arms out to welcome the reaction he receives. After inhaling the response, he confidently walks to the ring with a smile on his face.Phillip: And finally...weighing in at one hundred and ninety-nine pounds...from Venice Beach, California...ADRIAN...FLAMIIIIIIIIIIIIINGOOOOOOOOO! After sliding into the ring, Flamingo holds one arm up into the air as he climbs the turnbuckle and holds it there until Carter Donovan calls for the bell.DING, DING, DING!McNally: And just to remind the folks at home about the rules of this match: only two competitors are allowed in the ring at a time, tags are required to cycle in legal fighters. Flamingo and FSX are set to start the bout as Echo and JJB exit to stand on the apron. Flamingo and FSX tie up. Flamingo quickly takes hold of FSX’s wrist and wrenches his arm forward. FSX flips forward to lay on his back and quickly kips up. Upon getting to his feet, FSX immediately grabs Flamingo’s wrist and wrenches his arm forward. Flamingo somersaults forward, landing on his feet, then taking FSX’s arm and twisting it behind his back into a hammerlock. FSX steps back and under Flamingo’s arm to counter the hold into a hammerlock of his own. FSX then transitions the hold into a side headlock. Flamingo shoves FSX away and into the ropes. FSX bounces off to hit Flamingo with a shoulder block. FSX runs to the ropes and bounces off as Flamingo rolls over into a prone position. FSX hurdles over Flamingo and continues running to the opposite ropes. When FSX bounces off, Flamingo gets to his feet and leapfrogs over him. FSX stops in his tracks as Flamingo runs to the ropes and bounces off. FSX leapfrogs over Flamingo as he continues running to the opposite ropes. When Flamingo bounces off, FSX falls forth into a prone position, allowing Flamingo to cartwheel over his body. FSX gets to his feet and runs toward Flamingo, who promptly catches him in an arm drag. The two bound back to their feet. This time, Flamingo charges toward FSX, and FSX catches him in an arm drag. Yet again do the two pop back to their feet and have a brief staredown, neither able to break the other with his technical prowess. The crowd cheers for what has been an energetic outing so far. Eventually, Flamingo backs away toward the end of the ring where JJB is standing to tag him in. Exit Flamingo and enter JJB.
FSX and JJB tie up. JJB quickly lunges down for FSX’s leg and takes him down to the mat. JJB floats over to FSX’s head and snaps on a front facelock. FSX pushes himself back up to his feet, taking JJB along with him. FSX grabs hold of JJB’s near arm and twists himself to the side before wrapping JJB’s arm behind his back into a hammerlock. FSX then pushes JJB down to the mat. FSX floats over to JJB’s head and applies a front facelock of his own. FSX pulls JJB back up to his feet, and JJB promptly counters the hold into a fireman’s carry. JJB raises FSX to his feet and gets behind him to wrap arms around his waist. FSX spins to the side to get behind FSX and wrap arms around his waist. JJB spins around to get behind FSX and wrap arms around his waist. JJB then lifts FSX up into the air and slams him gut-first back down to the mat. JJB applies another front facelock on FSX. FSX reaches out to drape his leg over the bottom rope, earning him a release. JJB lets go but is quick to continue the attack as he pulls FSX back to the center of the ring and applies another front facelock. FSX lifts JJB straight up into the air before dropping him crotch-first down onto his knee with an inverted atomic drop. While JJB staggers back, FSX runs to the ropes and bounces off, straight into a standing lariat from JJB! JJB covers.1........................ .............2............. KICKOUT
JJB pulls FSX up to his feet and lifts him up for a belly to back suplex, but FSX flips backward and lands on his feet behind JJB. FSX snaps on a side headlock and takes JJB down to the mat with a side headlock takeover. JJB throws his legs up and wraps them around FSX’s head in a headscissor. FSX tucks his legs in and kicks out to shake JJB off. Both men pop back up to their feet, but JJB acts first by taking FSX into a side headlock. FSX shoves JJB away and into the ropes. JJB bounces off to upend FSX with a clothesline! FSX crawls over to his corner and tags in Flamingo.
Exit FSX and enter Flamingo. Flamingo and JJB tie up. JJB exerts his strength advantage and shoves Flamingo back into the ropes. Flaming bounces off and comes charging back toward JJB to lock him in a side headlock. JJB shoves Flamingo away and into the ropes. Flamingo bounces off, only to be tossed high into the air with a back body drop! JJB runs to the ropes and bounces back to plant a running stomp onto Flamingo’s face. JJB raises Flamingo to his feet and tries to whip him into the ropes, but Flamingo counters and sends JJB into the ropes. When JJB bounces off, Flamingo takes him down with a hip toss. Flamingo runs to the ropes and hops onto the second rope, leaping backward to come crashing down on JJB with a Flamingo Splash! Flamingo covers.1........................ ............2................
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 28, 2007 14:14:40 GMT -5
KICKOUT
Flamingo raises JJB to his feet, only to ground him again with a scoop slam. Flamingo then plants the sole of his boot across JJB’s throat to choke him. Flamingo releases before the five count and runs to the ropes, bouncing off to land a senton splash. Flamingo covers.
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Flamingo lifts JJB to his feet and whips him to the ropes near where Echo is standing. When JJB is in range, Echo grabs hold of him, allowing Flamingo to deck JJB with a running dropkick. This also counts as a tag for Echo, who comes to life in an instant and is in the ring in the blink of an eye.
The sound of the fans swells and seems to propel Echo as she charges toward Flamingo and immediately floors him with a running elbow, the power of which belies her physical stature. As Flamingo tries to scamper away, Echo pursues by peppering him with a series of stiff toe kicks, and they really are stiff. Flamingo grimaces and claws his way to the corner, but that only leaves himself open to some ferocious mudhole stomps from the femme fatale, who by now is well and truly absorbed in the process of taking her foe apart. Echo pulls Flamingo up and whips him to the ropes. When Flaming bounces off, Echo tries to hit a short-range lariat, but Flamingo ducks and immediately rolls over to near where FSX is standing to tag him in.
FSX gets what might be described as an “Oh Shit” expression, but does not hang back from the ring. Echo lunges at FSX for a tie-up, but FSX ducks. When Echo turns to face him again, FSX decks her with a jab, but Echo merely takes a split second to shake this off and proceeds to stare daggers into FSX before kicking him in the gut and rushing at the ropes. Echo bounces off to try for a Take 2 Nap, but FSX ducks under that too. When Echo turns to face him again, FSX lands a forearm strike followed by a knife edge chop. Echo promptly strikes back with a Mongolian chop. FSX staggers back a few steps but recovers in time to land a roundhouse kick to Echo’s knee. Echo responds with a furious roundhouse kick to FSX’s gut that immediately doubles him over. Echo then blasts FSX with another roundhouse, this time to the chest. FSX is sent staggering back to the ropes. Echo whips FSX to the ropes while running to the ropes opposite him. Echo bounces off to greet FSX in the center of the ring with a Perdition’s Edge, which gets a major pop from the crowd. She lifts FSX to his feet and decks him with a European uppercut; the fans yell for more, and Echo whips FSX to the corner. FSX runs up to the top rope and flips back with a moonsault, but Echo quickly sidesteps out of the way, leaving FSX to crash and burn to the mat! Echo pulls FSX up and blasts him with a chop, followed by an elbow strike. Echo then takes FSX by the back of the head and rams his face into the top turnbuckle. Echo whips FSX to the opposite corner. FSX runs up to the top rope again and flips back for another moonsault, but Echo manages to evade this one too. Luckily for FSX, he tucks his legs in to complete a full backflip and land on his feet. Echo immediately continues the attack with a knee strike to FSX’s gut and then takes him into a side headlock, but FSX has managed to endure enough of the assault to begin to see a way forward, and he shoves Echo away and into the ropes. Echo bounces off, and FSX leapfrogs over her, allowing Echo to continue running to the opposite ropes. Echo bounces off, and FSX drops into prone position, allowing Echo to hurdle over him again and continue running to the opposite ropes a second time. When Echo bounces off this time, FSX springs to his feet and catches her in a Rainbow STO! The fans roar for a cover, but instead FSX tags in Flamingo.
Enter Flamingo. He and FSX lift Echo to her feet and whip her into the ropes. When Echo bounces off, the two men greet her with simultaneous back elbow strikes! Exit FSX as Flamingo lifts Echo to her feet and whips her into the corner. Flamingo charges after Echo and lands a clothesline. Flamingo takes Echo into a front facelock and drags her over to the edge of the ring where FSX is standing. Flamingo tags in FSX.
Enter FSX, and the two men take Echo down with a double suplex. FSX covers.
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FSX pulls Echo up and rams her face into the top turnbuckle before tagging in Flamingo.
Flamingo enters as FSX whips Echo to the ropes. When Echo bounces off, Flamingo takes her down with a drop toe hold. FSX runs to the ropes and bounces off to land a knee drop on the back of Echo’s head. Flamingo rolls her over onto her back and covers.
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The pops just keep getting louder; Echo can clearly take the knocks as well as dish them out. Undeterred, Flamingo raises Echo to her feet and lands a forearm strike that sends her stumbling into the corner. Flamingo then tries to whip her into the opposite corner, but Echo counters and sends Flamingo to the corner instead. Echo charges after him, but Flamingo sticks up a boot and kicks her in the face. As Echo reels back, Flamingo mounts the second turnbuckle and leaps off to land a double axe handle! Flamingo covers.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 28, 2007 14:15:56 GMT -5
JJB comes in to break up the cover and quickly scurries out of the ring. While Flamingo is stunned by JJB’s clubbing blow across his back, Echo gets a moment to recover, and after a quick consideration opts to tag JJB in. Neither the crowd nor JJB were expecting this, and it further muddies anyone’s attempts to figure Echo out.
Enter JJB and exit Echo. With Flamingo still stunned, JJB unloads some stomps onto him. JJB then mounts Flamingo and unleashes some punches. JJB raises Flamingo to his feet and stuns him with some forearm strikes. JJB runs to the ropes and bounces off, straight into a back body drop from Flamingo! Flamingo raises JJB to his feet and stuns him with a headbutt. Flamingo then tries to whip JJB to the ropes, but JJB counters and sends Flamingo to the ropes instead. When Flamingo reaches the ropes, Echo lands a roundhouse kick to his back, and Flamingo discovers the flip-side of impromptu teaming in a match of this kind. Flamingo stumbles forth, straight into a backbreaker from JJB! JJB covers.
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JJB pulls Flamingo up and whips him to the corner. JJB slugs Flamingo with a haymaker, but Flamingo hits him right back. JJB throws another punch, but Flamingo blocks and strikes back with a bionic elbow that sends JJB reeling! Flamingo then whips JJB to the ropes. When JJB bounces off, Flamingo tries to land a clothesline, but JJB ducks. When Flamingo turns to face him again, JJB kicks him in the gut, then throws him through the ropes and to the outside! Echo hops off the apron and moves over to Flamingo. Echo lifts him to his feet before whipping him into the barricade; the crowd audibly winces, and with Flamingo having staggered forward to lean against the outside ring post, Echo charges toward him and buries the sole of her boot into his face with a yakuza kick! The crowd bellows its approval, and Echo throws Flamingo back into the ring, her point brutally and eloquently made. JJB immediately pounces by choking Flamingo. JJB releases before the five count and then returns the favor by tagging in Echo.
Enter Echo and exit JJB. Echo starts with some stomps, then pulls Flamingo up, only to ground him with a snapmare, followed by a roundhouse kick to Flamingo’s forehead. The pressure doesn’t let up for a second, as Echo runs to the ropes and bounces off to land a knee drop. Echo covers.
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Echo pulls Flamingo up into a seated position and snaps on a chin lock. Flamingo fights his way back up to his feet and forces Echo to release him with a few elbow strikes to her gut. Flamingo then runs to the ropes, bouncing off to land a forearm strike to Echo. Flamingo runs to the ropes again, but when he bounces off this time, Echo catches him in an inverted atomic drop. Echo runs to the ropes and bounces off to smack Flamingo with a Gleaming Magus! Echo runs to the ropes again and bounces off to land a senton splash across Flamingo’s sternum. Echo covers.
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FSX slingshots himself over the top rope and lands an elbow drop across Echo’s back to break the cover. Echo immediately springs to her feet and slaps FSX straight across the face. FSX is about to lash back, but Makabe ushers him out of the ring. Echo moves back to JJB to tag him in.
Exit Echo and enter JJB. JJB pins Flamingo.
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JJB raises Flamingo to his feet and whips him into the ropes. JJB then bends forward, hoping to catch Flamingo in a back body drop, but Flamingo flips over JJB and tries to roll him up in a sunset flip, but JJB refuses to be taken to the mat. Instead, JJB works his way over to where Echo is standing and just barely manages to tag her in. A split second later, Flamingo is finally able to fold JJB up for the sunset flip, but JJB is no longer the legal man, and this only leaves Flamingo open to a roundhouse kick to his back. JJB exits as Echo makes the cover.
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Echo pulls Flamingo up into a seated position and locks him in a sleeper hold. Flamingo pushes himself up to his feet and fights back with some elbows to Echo’s gut; it takes several before Echo can be persuaded to try a different tack. Echo releases Flamingo and runs to the ropes. Echo tries for a lariat, but Flamingo puts his arms in front of his face to block. Flamingo then takes Echo to the mat with a snapmare, followed by a stomp to the back of her head. Flamingo moves over to tag in FSX while Echo manages to tag in JJB.
JJB and FSX charge toward each other. FSX takes JJB down with a clothesline. JJB pops right back to his feet, and FSX cuts him down again with a spinning back heel kick. JJB crawls over to the corner and pulls himself by the ropes to lean against the turnbuckle. FSX charges toward him, and JJB flips him over the top rope with a back body drop. FSX lands on his feet on the apron. When JJB turns to face him again, FSX decks him with a forearm strike. JJB staggers back to the center of the ring. FSX hops over the top rope, landing on the second turnbuckle to flip backward and land a moonsault on JJB! FSX covers.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 28, 2007 14:16:16 GMT -5
KICKOUT
When FSX pulls JJB to his feet, JJB tries to throw a punch, but FSX ducks, then takes JJB to the mat with an inverted DDT! FSX covers.
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Echo breaks up the cover with a vicious toe kick to FSX’s face. This gives JJB enough time to recover and get to Echo for the tag; the frenetic pace of the match has the audience almost gasping for breath as they try to keep up.
Enter Echo and exit JJB. Echo tries to whip FSX to the ropes, but FSX counters and sends Echo to the ropes. Echo bounces off and hops up to catch FSX’s head between her legs. While still seated on FSX’s shoulders, Echo drives two simultaneous elbows down into the crown of FSX’s head, then flips him over, spiking his head down into the mat with the Lacrimosa! The crowd wigs out, and Echo stays seated for the pin!
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JJB comes in to break up the pinfall, and pulls Echo up and traps her in a standing headscissor to set up for the Jersey Driver, but Flamingo charges at him to land a back elbow strike! Flamingo sets Echo up for a 1979 Flamingo Special, but Echo breaks loose with some elbows to the back of Flamingo’s head. Echo then slaps Flamingo across the face for good measure before running to the ropes. When she bounces off, Flamingo greets her with a toe kick. Flamingo lifts Echo up for a suplex, except Flamingo drops her feet-first down onto the top rope, using that momentum to land a Ghostbuster! Flamingo covers.
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JJB breaks the pinfall at about the same time as Echo kicks. Echo rolls out of the ring as JJB pulls Flamingo to his feet and tries to whip him into the corner, but Flamingo counters and sends JJB to the corner instead. Flamingo charges at JJB, but JJB moves out of the way, leaving Flamingo to eat turnbuckle. Flamingo staggers back to the center of the ring, allowing JJB to run to the ropes and bounce off to land a dropkick! JJB covers.
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JJB moves over to Flamingo’s head then locks him up in the Jersey Krush! That’s right, I said he used the Crippler Crossface. Anyway, Echo storms in and breaks up the submission before Flamingo can tap out. When JJB gets to his feet, Echo nails him with an elbow strike. JJB strikes back with an elbow of his own. Echo then lands a European uppercut that sends JJB reeling back to the ropes. JJB bounces off the ropes and uses that momentum to hit a running elbow to Echo. Echo stumbles back to the ropes, but her stagger is false and she suddenly explodes back, bouncing off this time to deck JJB with a Take 2 Nap! Meanwhile, Flamingo has recovered and takes this opportunity to throw Echo over the top rope and to the outside before she can go for the pin. Flamingo then slingshots over the top rope and flies to the outside to land a crossbody on Echo; a chant of “THIS IS AWESOME” is by now gaining some serious momentum with the fans. While Flamingo and Echo fight back to their feet on the outside, JJB climbs to the top rope and soars off to land a crossbody on Echo and Flamingo! By the time all three competitors get to their feet, FSX has gotten back into the ring. FSX looks at the camera, grins, and then springboards to the top rope and flies to the outside to come crashing down on the other three with a shooting star press! FSX lifts Echo to her feet and rolls her back into the ring, simply because she’s the nearest opponent to him. FSX covers, and Makabe counts it, having lost track of who’s technically legal at this point in time and opting to let what is rapidly becoming a classic matchup continue unabated..
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FSX pulls Echo up and tries to whip her to the ropes, but Echo counters and sends FSX to the ropes instead. When FSX bounces off, Echo greets him with a shotei palm strike! Echo covers.
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Echo raises FSX to his feet and runs to the ropes. When she reaches the ropes, Flamingo grabs hold of her ankle to distract her, allowing FSX to take her over the top rope with a cactus clothesline! Flamingo then lifts JJB to his feet and rolls him back into the ring. Flamingo re-enters the ring as well, and as soon as JJB gets to his feet, Flamingo hoists him up into an Argentine backbreaker rack, then falls down to the mat to plant him in a 1980 Flamingo Special! Flamingo covers.
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Phillip: Here is your winner...ADRIAN...FLAMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINGOOOOOOOOOOO!
Flamingo is landed upon by both FSX and Echo a millisecond after the three count; the crowd is making an incredible amount of noise, and for a few seconds it looks as if things aren’t going to stop with the bell. Makabe, however, skillfully moves in with the intention of checking JJB, who is cursing at Flamingo’s success, and the competitors move apart, which allows the raw energy in the ring to dissipate.
All four competitors look exhausted, tiredness now kicking in fully as the adrenaline starts to purge from their systems. Flamingo stands up tall, with the look of a man who has had a difficult decision vindicated, and the crowd recognizes his achievement as he holds his arms up. As for his opponents… JJB has taken his game to an entirely different level tonight, FSX is back to his electrifying best, and Echo… well, the hype was evidently justified, and then some.
The show heads to a break as the crowd continues to cheer.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 28, 2007 14:17:09 GMT -5
OTA Segment - Anatomy of a Contest (Credit: VorteX)
The camera pans into the Dwight Gym, which is seemingly becoming a popular hangout for Vortex these days. It pans over the room and finally stops at a ring, where Vortex and Abel can be seen sparring.
Abel: Come on Dimitrius! If you keep this up you’re sure to lose to Hunter!
Vortex: Shut up!
The two men lock up, each one attempting to sway the balance in their favor. Vortex pushes and strains against Abel’s stance, however Abel returns the gesture seemingly tenfold. Vortex starts to lose his footing and slips towards the ropes, but in a lightning fast movement releases his hold and throws a sweep maneuver. This causes Abel to leap into the air to avoid the sweep, which allows Vortex to roll under him evasively.
Abel: Running isn’t going to win you many battles Dimitrius!
Abel spins around and throws a hook kick at Vortex’s head, which he ducks. Vortex comes up out of the duck and feints a straight punch, spinning in mid-punch and throwing a vicious spin kick of his own. Abel blocks this movement, but by time he has his guard up Vortex drops to one knee and throws a gut punch, which Abel is unable to block. The punch itself doesn’t hurt very much, but it does give Vortex a great opening. Vortex spins around Abel and attempts a Tiger Suplex, but Abel holds his ground and delivers a stunning elbow to Vortex’s head. Abel uses this time to grab Vortex in a headlock and deliver a DDT, causing the entire ring to shake.
Abel: At least you hit me this time. Looks like we’re making progress!
Vortex attempts to get up, but is thwarted by a straight kick to the midsection, causing all the wind to go out of him. Abel runs over to the turnbuckle, climbs up it, and performs a standing moonsault which connects with a resounding thump. Abel rolls off of Vortex and stands up, smiling.
Vortex: Damn…
Abel: I think that’s enough for today Dimitrius, after all, your match at Seven Deadly Sins isn’t too far away, and we wouldn’t want you to be too worn out before then now would we?
Vortex: Yes…it is. The only drawback is I know very little about my opponent.
Abel: You may, but I know quite a bit more about him than you do. I took the time to do a little background research; after all I knew you would be too busy worrying to do something like that.
Vortex looks at Abel a little surprised. All of this time he had been worrying about this match, and didn’t even think to consult any files for some kind of advantage. If he had ever doubted Abel was on his side, this gesture by Abel just proved the contrary.
Vortex: What did you find?
Abel: First of all, let’s start with the basics. Hunter is twenty five years of age, about a year younger than you are. He stands at 6’4 and weighs 245 pounds, that’s five inches taller than you and forty five pounds heavier.
Vortex: So, that pretty much means I have to rely on speed here more than anything. His reach is probably also greater than mine, so I should stay out of close range unless I’m going for a quick strike.
Abel: Well, you could go in close range sporadically. Since Hunter is heavier than you, he would naturally also be a little slower as it takes more momentum to move him. So when he goes to strike, it would be a good time for an elbow and then use his momentum against him for a suplex.
Vortex: Good thinking, what do you think about aerial attacks?
Abel: They can be used, but you must remember with the height advantage Hunter has, he’d probably catch you in mid-air and crush your face into the mat. Which if I do say, would not be a great thing to have happen so you may want to try and catch him off guard with an aerial move rather than just go leaping off at him in plain sight.
Vortex: Alright, did you find anything else?
Abel: It seems by his back-story Hunter is a master of story twists. Normally this would be irrelevant information, but he could also easily pull a couple of “play dead” maneuvers, in which case you’d be in big trouble. Along with mind games, Hunter seems to have quite a mean streak about him.
Vortex: Yeah, I definitely found that one out…courtesy of being thrown through a table and into a wall.
Abel: Right. So you may want to play head games back with him. Evade him for a while and get him angry, then go in for the strike. If you’re successful you could really make him go into a frenzy giving you a great advantage.
Vortex: True, but he has been around ACW for a long time. So he may be used to that type of ruse, shrewdness is key here.
Abel: That it is, the stupid one can never hope to conquer. And conquering is exactly what we’re after here, right?
Vortex: Anything else?
Abel: Well a couple of last notes would be that Hunter has an award for match of the year, so he’s going to be no slouch in the ring if you haven’t figured that one out yet. Also, he’s wrestled just about everyone in ACW so he’s most likely used to a variety of styles.
Vortex: Isn’t that rather obvious information?
Abel: You’re the one who was going to go get yourself killed in this match by attacking blindly. Nothing then, is obvious information to you.
Vortex: Touché. Abel: Most of all don’t get too worked up. The event itself is going to be huge, being a PPV and all. Don’t let things like fan reaction and general atmosphere get the best of you. I think we pretty much have our bases covered now, so let’s call it a night, shall we?
Abel moves over to the side of the ring and grabs his coat before exiting. Vortex stands in the middle of the ring still, enormously grateful of this information and the efforts involved in getting them. Abel starts to walk away, and Vortex calls out to him.
Vortex: Hey Abel!
Abel turns around slightly, looking at Vortex.
Vortex: Thanks.
Abel says nothing, and turns around again. As Abel walks away Vortex just shakes his head, inside he knows that his appreciation was heard and that’s all he needs to know. As Vortex goes over to grab his coat, the camera fades out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 28, 2007 14:18:00 GMT -5
Segment: “Spilt…Tea” (Credit: Kudo/Scott)
As the ACW cameras start up, they show Kudo Yasuda backstage near a concessions table, preparing to make himself some tea. The camera zooms up and the area is mostly silent, for everyone is basically in the arena now watching live or from the Alphatron monitor. So when a loud and squeaky voice comes up from behind Kudo, he turns around in surprise and is almost ready to throw a forearm in someone’s face, nearly spilling his unmade tea in the process.
Kid: Kudo, Kudo! You’re the best! Everyone in my class thinks you’re awesome! Can you sign this shirt?!
(Fortunately for Kudo, if he had thrown the forearm, he would have missed the 5th grader who barely reached over his belt buckle.)
Kudo looks at his hands and realizes his just spilled about a third of his tea on a combination of himself and the once stainless white floor below him. Kudo manages to piss off a lot of people, but he wasn’t counting on adding the arena janitor to the list.
Kudo(wiping his hands): Go away kid, can’t you see I’m busy. Didn’t anyone ever tell you not to sneak up on people?
Kudo finishes wiping off the spillage and takes a look at the shirt.
Kudo: An R3/Armada shirt…and look at this it still has the tag on it. Beat it kid, you can’t trick me or the Armada. You’re going to stand here and get me to sign a shirt you just bought a minute ago? And look what you have on – the newest Scott Andrews “My Rules. My Way.” shirt. This is a joke right? Did Scott send you?!
Kudo pushes the kid off and looks around for Scott, but there doesn’t seem to be anyone in the area. Having cleared the room, Kudo turns back to salvaging the rest of his tea and speaks out loud so the kid can hear.
Kudo: The Armada doesn’t have room for bandwagoners buddy – you’re either with us or against us all the way, you can’t be teetering on the side. Now you can piss off whatever your parents have taught you about manners, but you sure as hell can bet on that being true.
Wailing cries can be heard from a distance as suddenly, from the edge of the camera screen, a finger begins tapping Kudo in the shoulder.
Kudo: I told you already, get away---
As Kudo turns fully around again, he finds himself face to face this time with someone his own size: The Vigilante himself: Scott Andrews. A big wave of cheers can be heard from the arena crowd.
The shock value again has Kudo jerking back in surprise, and now the rest of the tea drink that Kudo tried to save has just found its way onto the ground with the rest of it.
Kudo: Yeah? And what the hell do you want?!
Scott merely stares at Kudo for a few seconds, watching him as he takes bigger gulps, and his hands are almost shaking from anticipation, anger, surprise, or all three. Scott scoffs.
Scott: Look at yourself, Kudo. Look at how messed up you’ve become. You and I both recognized the corruption in this business and yet only one of us is just about shaking out of our boots. You’re constantly looking behind your back and worried about things that will creep up on you and overwhelm you. And not only are you losing friends, but you’re managing to gain a hell of a lot of enemies while you’re at it. People looked up to you before Kudo, but now when you look back, you’re seeing your own warped sense of corruption in their faces, no matter how innocent they are. And all for what? Success? Is a title belt really worth losing everything else for?
Kudo(sharply interjecting): And what’s it to you Scott? Huh?! Why is it so damn important that I follow your sense of justice? Did you ever think that maybe your ideals are warped? You want to complain about the way I’ve changed?
Kudo looks up and down at Scott, donning his new attire.
Kudo: You can wear what you want, but you can’t change the person you are. And you know what kind of person you are Scott? A loser. You see, while I have evolved to fit the needs of today, you seem to want to be stuck in your own wild west sheriff mode thinking your word is law. Listen, and listen well Scott: You’re not the holy saint enforcer you’re trying to be. It doesn’t fit you. Why don’t you just embrace the business like I have, and meet success face to face and give it a hearty handshake as you climb up that ladder of accomplishment?
Scott: You’ve got it all wrong –
Kudo: Yeah wrong like how you sent that kid over to try and prove a point!
Scott: Listen, fairy pants, that's your insecurity again. I had nothing to do with that. That was just an unfortunate coincidence for you.
Kudo: Yeah? Well here’s another one, just for you.
Kudo tosses Scott Andrews the white foam tea cup and his reactions cause him to catch it as it sails towards him as Kudo takes his sudden leave, picking up his pace rather quickly. Before Scott can realize what’s going on, an ACW janitor arrives at the scene and sees the stains on the just mopped floor. It isn’t pretty.
Janitor: AY DIOS MIO! los luchadores LOS LUCHADORES! los luchadoresnotienenninguna moralejassolamenteluchandopero-quiénlimpiaparaarribaquiénes?! PORQUE?!!!!
Scott takes the brunt of the woman’s mile a minute verbal lashing, and he can only shake his head as he watches Kudo grin back at him and turn the corner.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 28, 2007 14:21:05 GMT -5
Segment: “Thunderkiss Verses Series Finale” Credit: T-Kiss [Ghostbusters. 1984. A hell of a year. Well, I really don’t remember too much about it other than this kick ass movie. Hopefully you’ve seen it, and if you haven’t, you are completely missing out. Now for those of you who have, you remember how the movie ended right? Well, sit down right this moment, because I have some shocking news to tell you. Are you sitting down? Good. There was second version to the film that had an alternative ending. NO, IM SERIOUS! Don’t believe me? We’ll, you will, right after I show you this script here. We pick up right at the climax of the film, where the Ghostbusters have converge at the top of a New York City high-rise building to confront Gozer and its minions, who plan to take over the Earth. Gozer has just put the ball into the hands of the Ghostbusters, explaining they will pick the chosen form of the “Destructor”, the one who will bring death to the world. Surprised and confused for good reason, they first don’t quite understand what has been asked of them ...] Ray Stantz: What do you mean choose? We don’t understand!? [glow=red,2,300]Gozer: CHOOSE... CHOSE THE FORM OF YOUR DESTRUCTOR! [/glow] Peter Venkman: Ohhh I get it! If we think of J. Edgar Hoover, J. Edgar Hoover will appear and destroy us! So clear your heads, don’t think of anything! [As the Ghostbusters try to think of a void, a nothingness ... one of them cracks and Gozer announces that their ends is near!] [glow=red,2,300]Gozer: The choice is made! The Traveler has come! [/glow] Peter Venkman: Whoa!? I didn’t chose anything! *looking over at Egon* Did you chose anything?! Egon Spengler: No! Peter Venkmen *looking over at Winston*: Did you?! Winston Zedmore: I didn’t choose anything! [And then right on cue, all three men turn and look at the only possible answer - Raymond Stantz.] Ray Stantz: I couldn’t help it. It ... it just popped in there! Peter Venkmen: What. What popped in there? Ray Stantz: I tried to stop it ..... Egon Spengler *pointing*: LOOK! Peter Venkmen: What did you do Ray?! Winston Zedmore: Oh SHIT! [The Ghostbusters feel the ground shake and hear the city vibrate with every oncoming footstep. In horror, they watch on as a giant Stay Puft Marshmallow man makes his way from behind the city skyline, seemingly materializing out of nowhere.] Mr. Stay Puft: *GRUNT!* [Ray goes on to explain why he choose the Marshmallow Man, his partners desire to lock him up in a mental institution growing after each passing word. Though this situation looks grim, Venkmen is the only person who is seemingly calm and collected, a mood that almost draws questioning by his peers before he comes right out and explains.] Peter Venkmen: Well don’t worry fellows, I had a back up plan. Winston Zedmore: You do?! Peter Venkmen: You see, knowing that Ray would botch this whole thing up, I also decided upon the image of death that will soon crush us and all of New York - that being professional wrestler Thunderkiss! Egon Spengler: Are you out of your mind?! Peter Venkmen: You know better than to ask me that question Egon! But yes, I’m out of my mind with good ideas! See when Thunderkiss meets up with Mr. Stay Puft over there, he wont take kindly to another big boy on the block. Both of them will fight and surely only one will survive ... and the rest will be history. Ray Stantz: Question Peter... Peter Venkmen: Yes? Ray Stantz: Who’s going to take care of the winner? Peter Venkmen: ........ [Peter’s face grows flush for a second and the rest of the team realizes that they are back into the frying pan. There is no answer nor solution, and the only thing they really can do at this moment is watch on as a giant Thunderkiss appears in the opposite direction as the Stay Puft Marshmallow man. Just as Peter predicted, the first actions of this Giga Thunderkiss is to take notice of the Marshmallow Man and to proclaim him as an enemy!] Thunderkiss: MARSHMALLOW FELLOW, PREPARED TO BE ROASTED!Mr. Stay Puft: *GRUNT* [Thunderkiss hits Mr. Stay Puft in the face but he should have not wasted the effort for Mr. Stay Puft’s face just sinks in upon impact. Stunned, Thunderkiss pulls his arm back and watches on as the big Marshmallow Man’s face returns back out to normal!] Thunderkiss: Well, its time for PLAN B! [Thunderkiss suddenly jerks his body right onto Mr. Stay Puft’s and slaps him in a big bear hug. Mr. Stay Puft screams in displeasure as he tries to break free, but is unsuccessful - allowing TK the time he needs to take a big BITE right out of Mr. Stay Puft’s shoulder!] Mr. Stay Puft: ARRRRRGHHHHHH! Thunderkiss: HOT DAMN BROTHER, YOU TASTE GOOD! Mr. Stay Puft: *Grunting* Thunderkiss: Now don’t be insulted chubby, that’s the first and probably last time I’ll ever say that to another man![Thunderkiss continues to sink his teeth into Mr. Stay Puft’s marshmallowly flesh, eating him alive with every bite! Having trouble deciding if they should cheer or be horrified, the Ghostbusters continue to watch on until all of Mr. Stay Puft resides in the stomach of the giant Thunderkiss’ belly.] Peter Venkman: Well, at least one of them is now gone. Ray Stantz: Maybe we can reason with the big guy. He seems pretty coherent. [Just then, Ray’s final sentence is cut off by a booming cry coming from the giant Thunderkiss who has taken the time to look down his trunks...] Thunderkiss: Hey! I got a 50 foot penis! Egon Spengler: Or maybe not... [Pleased to know that other parts of his body are also big in epic proportions, Thunderkiss suddenly remembers he was summoned for a task!] Thunderkiss: Hey! I’m supposed to kill some Ghostbusters or something.[glow=red,2,300]Gozer: Yes! There on the building! Crush them![/glow] [Thunderkiss sees a lighting bolt touch down on a nearby rooftop, obviously a sign in the direction he is supposed to go. He shuffles over there and bends down, taking a few minutes to finally spot the four men. Once he does, his laughter fills the air of the New York night sky for he suddenly becomes very amused. Still laughing, he looks up into the sky and screams ...] Thunderkiss: HAH! You’ve got to be kidding, these are the tiniest men I’ve ever seen in my LIFE! I’m not wasting my time on them. If you want them dead, you should do it yourself and not be so lazy![glow=red,2,300]Gozer: YOU WILL DO AS YOU’RE TOLD! I MADE YOU![/glow] Thunderkiss: Do you want a cookie?! Look, you’re a huge voice in the sky, you should be fully capable of destroying this city yourself. In the meantime, I’m going to be over there boning that babe.[Thunderkiss points to the general direction of the Statue of Liberty and then proceeds on a mission get to know lady liberty a little better! Back on the rooftop, the Ghostbusters celebrate as they see the giant Thunderkiss rebel against his creator. Within a short amount of time, a plan is set into action and Gozer’s fate is sealed at the hands of the dreaded stream crossing proton pack beam.] [glow=red,2,300]Gozer: Ah fuck it![/glow] [Hopefully, you know how the movie ends. The door gets blown back and Gozer is sent back to another dimension. All of New York celebrates as the Ghosterbusters emerge victorious, only to later shun them and run them out of business which sets up our inevitable sequel. And what happened to the giant Thunderkiss you ask? Well, that’s a VERY good question ...] SOMEWHERE AT THIS VERY MOMENT, BENEATH THE DISTANT WAVES, IN THE SUNKEN CITY OF R’LEYH… Giga Thunderkiss: Man, I’d bet you get a TON of tentacle sex with those things![glow=green,2,300]Cthulhu: *SHRIIIIIKKKKKKKKK*[/glow] [FADE]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 28, 2007 14:24:01 GMT -5
Segment: 2 Minutes Until Game Time (Credit: BK)
As the segment opens up, we are brought backstage with ACW correspondant, Kevin Anderson and you can clearly see BK London pacing behind him - back and forth and this gets a bit of a pop from the crowd. Anderson waits for his cue to begin the interview, and once he recieves it we get things rolling.
Kevin: Ladies and Gentlemen, Kevin Anderson here, and I'm standing backstage just moments before the Lethal Lottery Tag Team Match with the man of the hour, B-K London!
An enormous pop from BK London as he continues to pace back and forth.
Kevin: BK...
BK continues to pace back and forth across the screen of the viewers at home and on the Alphatron.
Kevin: ...BK...
BK continues to pace, as he's got a lot on his plate tonight. Finally as BK is coming towards the direction of Kevin Anderson, Kevin stops him by placing his hand on BK's chest. BK looks down at Kevin. Kevin too looks at his hand and then looks back up at BK London, trying to figure out what triggered his impulse of a physical nature - but he quickly pulls it back before BK rips it off.
Kevin: BK, just wondering your thoughts on tonight's tag team match before your bigger match with Jake later in the evening.
BK: My thoughts on the match? For the past few weeks I've been teaming with this...this 350+ pound retarded gorilla and NOW you want to know my thoughts? Sure, we made it to the finals - you know what? No. - I made it to the finals, with little to no help from Thunderkiss and tonight, I'm going to plow through The Senator and through XS3 to win the match for us again. And then at Heatwave, Thunderkiss can bring everything he can at me but there's nothing that's going to stop me from Superkicking his hairline back another 4 inches and becoming the No.1 Contender for the ACW Heavyweight Championship once again. So Wyvern, Rattlesnake, WHOEVER walks out of Seven Deadly Sins the champion - you have TWO more months to enjoy with that belt because I'm coming after it and well...let's just say ..shit happens. Now if you excuse me, I have a match to head to.
BK walks off screen and both the crowd and Kevin can feel the electricity in the air after such a promo, the tag team match is up next and oh it's going to be a doozy.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 28, 2007 14:24:24 GMT -5
Match 3: Lethal Lottery Tag Team Tournament Finals BK London and Thunderkiss vs The Senator and XS3 (Credit: TK) ..::SEVEN DEADLY SINS::.. LETHAL LOTTERY FINAL ..::SEVEN DEADLY SINS::..
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XS3 & The Senator Ages: 27,40 Height: 6'6", 5'11" Combined Weight: 479 lbs. Hometowns: Maple Creek, Saskatchewan Canada & Washington, D.C.
BK London & Thunderkiss Ages: 23,29 Height: 6'2",6'7" Combined Weight: 584 lbs. Hometowns: Brooklyn NY & Los Angeles, CA The fans are on the edge of their seats as the finals of the month long Lethal Lottery are finally here! Each man comes out separately tonight with their own music and entrance blasting through out the arena. “Rough Hands” by Alexisonfire starts us off followed soon by “Hail to the Chief”. Once team one is in the ring, “God of Thunder” by Kiss ushers TK out to the ring where he soon meets up with his tag partner, BK London who comes out to “Stronger” by Kayne West. Once all four men are inside the ring, they meet up in their respected corners and talk about the match. The ref shouts for each team to send out a representative, and to get things going, calls for the bell!~!~DING,DING,DING~!~ Thunderkiss talks it over with London and proclaims he’s ready and willing to start the match off. BK London obliges. Meanwhile across the ring ... XS3: I gotta start this out Senator.Senator: Are you certain you have this? You seem a bit ... too eager. XS3: .Its ok, I got it. Trust me man.Thunderkiss and XS3 square off in the center of the ring and come face to face, chest to chest. They begin to stare down one another, trash talking all the while. Finally, XS3 waves TK on for the first punch, and TK obliges! He reaches out with a fist, but then comes to a dead stop before impacting XS3's chest! He flips out his index finger ... ~!~POKE~!~ Thunderkiss nails XS3 square in the chest with a finger poke and he immediately falls down! The fans all rise up from their seats and the Senator face palms himself after witnessing the poke, almost as if he expected it! Be that as it may, he slides through the ropes to try to break up the count but he is far too late! Maxwell McNally: What? What was that about?! What’s going on here? ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!! Maxwell McNally: NO! SEVEN DEADLY SINS WINNERS: BK LONDON & THUNDERKISS! Maxwell McNally: Just when you think Thunderkiss and company can sink to new lows, they continue to surprise even me. “Fast” Eddie Edison: What we just witnessed was a complete and utter DISGRACE to this sport. XS3 and Thunderkiss immediately rise up from the mat laughing, enjoying that they just screwed over the fans and more importantly, the Senator. During this whole ordeal, BK London has only caught the pin fall for he had his eyes elsewhere during the first few seconds of the fight. Stunned that the match is over this early, his eyes focus up on the Alpha Tron to catch the replay to see what exactly happened. Back in the ring, The Senator rolls up from the mat after missing the break up attempt and he doesn’t look very happy! “Fast” Eddie Edison: Phillips has just been royally SCREWED OVER! You better watch your back XS3 because it looks like the Senator is going to be soon on it! The Senator tackles XS3 from behind and begins to rain down some punches. A valiant effort by a valiant man, but he is quickly overcomed by the numbers game as TK jumps on him and throws him onto the mat. The Entourage begin to put the boots to him while BK London finally catches the match replay, seeing he has won thanks to these shenanigans. Enraged, he looks into the ring and watches his now “former” partner and his buddy attacking the Senator - and he leaps into action! London jumps over the top rope and rushes the Entourage, taking them both down with a double clothesline from behind! Maxwell McNally: I think BK London just sent a message to Thunderkiss, that message being - the party is OVER! Thunderkiss and XS3 immediately hit the mat and roll out of the ring in opposite directions. They regroup on the outside while BK helps the Senator to his feet. Senator quickly shrugs London off of him and runs to the ropes and spews down hated upon XS3! XS3 responds leaving Thunderkiss to single out his now former tag team partner BK London! Thunderkiss *shouting*: You’ll regret this BK! This was for us! I did this for us and this is how you repay me?! After I’m done with Phillips I’m coming after you crackerjack! I’m SICK of you! London is about ready to leap out of the ring but quickly thinks better of it, due to the fact that he faces his nemesis Jake Cheng later on tonight. Once all that’s said that needed to be said, The Entourage makes their way to the back being showered in empty beer cups and popcorn. Back in the ring, two men who just over a month ago went the distance once again find themselves in the heat of battle. This time however, their battle is not with each other, but with a common foe. BK London: I’m sorry Phillips. I had no idea. Senator Steve Phillips: I know you didn’t London. You are a true competitor of the squared circle, unlike those two. Phillips and London quickly come to an understanding and head out of the ring preparing for their second matches later on tonight. The crowd cheers for them and without a doubt will have their backs later tonight. Feeling robbed, these fans eagerly anticipate the next match ...
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 28, 2007 14:26:05 GMT -5
Segment: “Is There a Doctor in the House?” (Credit: T-Kiss)
[Just moments after screwing the world over by predetermining the Lethal Lottery finals, Thunderkiss and XS3 are seen racing backstage in a frantic manner. XS3 is holding his chest in pain, his hand over the same spot where TK’s index finger made contact. Silent observers watch on as XS3 shrieks out in pain, causing his teammate to become more frantic!]
XS3: Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh ....
Thunderkiss: I’m trying to get you help buddy! YOU JUST HANG IN THERE!
XS3: I see a bright light TK...
Thunderkiss: NO! Stay away from the bright light!
[And then out of nowhere, sweet, sweet Charlotte appears with microphone in hand. Not feeling really happy to interview TK, her professionalism wins out and she is there to bring YOU, the ACW fans, the scoop!]
Charlotte: Thunderkiss, can I have a word with you?
Thunderkiss: What is a MATTER with you! Can’t you see this man desperately NEEDS MEDICAL ATTENTION!?!
XS3: Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh ....
Thunderkiss: Didn’t you see me channel my chi energy into one move of DEATH?!
Charlotte: No. I kinda just saw you poke him in the chest with your fin-
Thunderkiss *interrupting*: What do YOU know about fighting Charlotte?! I know Kung Fu! I was trained by a Ninja! I know things! Things ordinary people have no idea about and cannot be fathomed by a normal human mind! This man is near death! Now if you’ll excuse me - I MUST SAVE HIM...
XS3: Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh ....
Charlotte: So you don’t care to talk about your match with Steve Phillips later tonight?!
[Well that got his attention! Thunderkiss looks up from XS3 and looks directly in Charlotte’s eyes and then into the lens of the camera ....]
Thunderkiss: Steve Phillips, we should just rename this PPV from Seven Deadly Sins to Seven Minutes Until DEATH - you’re death! Look what I did to my OWN partner with just one finger! What do you honestly think I’ll do to you with my whole body! NOW CAN WE PLEASE GET THIS MAN A DOCTOR!?
[Thunderkiss looks back down upon XS3 who is now going into “convolutions”!]
Thunderkiss: Its too late! We are going to have to attend to him right here! I’ll have to be the doctor .... and you Charlotte ...
[TK gets “that” grin on his face, you know, the one that makes people very uncomfortable.]
Thunderkiss: Will be my nurse!
Charlotte: *Gulp*
Thunderkiss: Now come on baby, we need some MOUTH to MOUTH! *Flickers Tongue*
Charlotte: Get away from me!
[Charlotte pushes TK away and runs away in a panic. This causes TK to start laughing so hard that his sides begin to hurt, and like an infectious disease, soon causes XS3 to do the same. The “joke” is finally up, and both Entourage members walk away planning their next set of “antics” and may Heaven help the locker room.]
[FADE]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 28, 2007 14:26:52 GMT -5
Segment: What really goes on in those chat rooms… (Credit: XS3) HEAVY METAL WRESTLING CHATROOM The7935338 has joined the chat. CrissAngelOfDeath has joined the chat. [The7935338] Hey [CrissAngelOfDeath] Yo. Growler345 has joined the chat. [CrissAngelOfDeath] Sup Growler? [The7935338] Hey [Growler345] Nothing, just getting ready to watch Seven Deadly Sins. [Growler345] Hey Phone Number. [The7935338] lol [The7935338] >_> [CrissAngelOfDeath] Heh. [Growler345] …the fuck does your name even mean anyway? [The7935338] I dunno, I just put together some random numbers [Growler345] Ah AndreDaMidget has joined the chat. [Growler345] I see [Growler345] Andre! [AndreDaMidget] Rawr. AndreDaMidget eats the chat room. [The7935338] Gross [Growler345] >_< defjam92 has joined the chat. Maggot216 has joined the chat. [CrissAngelOfDeath] I'm going to ruin your cholesterol, Andre. > [CrissAngelOfDeath] Hello Maggot and def. [defjam92] greetings [Maggot216] WASSUP?! Growler345 looks up. [Growler345] The ceiling. [defjam92] so [Maggot216] lol [defjam92] 7DS is on [defjam92] anyone else watching? [CrissAngelOfDeath] You know it. [Growler345] I am. [The7935338] Oh, you mean the PPV event where Jake Cheng will maul BK London for the last time? [The7935338] =D [AndreDaMidget] Starkweather shall own this PPV. [AndreDaMidget] Wait, what match is he in again? [Growler345] lol [The7935338] lol [Maggot216] xD [Maggot216] Andre, Stark is fighting AK [AndreDaMidget] Right then, sorry. Brain's lost today. HunterRules666 has joined the chat. [Growler345] I can't wait to see Wyvern defend against Rattlesnake. [Magot216] Hey? [defjam92] who's HunterRules666? [HunterRules666] Greetings, fools! It is I, HunterRules666! [The7935338] … [Maggot216] …okay? [AndreDaMidget] His name has Hunter and 666 in it. OH THE HILARITY! [CrissAngelOfDeath] XD [defjam92] lol [Maggot216] XD!! [HunterRules666] FOOLS! HUNTER SHALL OWN THIS PPV! [CrissAngelOfDeath] I'm actually looking forward to the Durden/XS3 match tonight. [Maggot216] That match should be pretty good, I guess. [HunterRules666] ……………………….. [Growler345] I think Durden's got this match in his pocket. [CrissAngelOfDeath] I tend to disagree, XS3 is more experienced, I think. [HunterRules666] Why are you guys marking out for a match that was started by a WHORE?!?!?! [CrissAngelOfDeath] I don't think Christine is a whore. [Growler345] That's a little harsh, don't you think HR666? defjam92 has left the chat. [HunterRules666] No way! XS3 and Durden are fighting over a stupid WHORE! [HunterRules666] I hope Hunter interferes and Shotguns Christine through a table!!! [AndreDaMidget] Your love for Hunter both concerns and confuses me. [Growler345] Agh, gotta go to work. Peace out all. [CrissAngelOfDeath] Later. Growler345 has left the chat. [Maggot216] Bye [Maggot216] Dang >_< [HunterRules666] I mark out for everything Hunter does because he defied the logics of death! [HunterRules666] Who else can come back from the dead and defeat Rattlesnake at ACW's biggest PPV of the year? [HunterRules666] Which is Omega Effect, by the way. [CrissAngelOfDeath] HA-DUUUUUUR. [Maggot216] We already knew that… [AndreDaMidget] I don't see why you have to mark out for one wrestler, specifically. [HunterRules666] I don't just mark out for Hunter… BECAUSE I ALSO MARK OUT FOR JASON FREEMAN! HunterRules666 marks out at the thought of Hunter and Jason Freeman reviving the ACW Tag Team Championship! [The7935338] Keep dreaming, buddy [HunterRules666] No seriously, you guys! [HunterRules666] Think of the possibilities of the Senatorial Stable owning the tag division! [AndreDaMidget] I'd rather see Hunter paired with Scott Andrews or Rattlesnake. Freeman's still a little green after losing his title. [HunterRules666] Oh, go back to defending a WHORE! [HunterRules666] WHORE! [HunterRules666] WHORE! [HunterRules666] WHORE! [HunterRules666] WHORE! [HunterRules666] WHORE! [CrissAngelOfDeath] Shut up. [HunterRules666] WHORE! [HunterRules666] WHORE! [HunterRules666] WHORE! [The7935338] SHUT UP [HunterRules666] WHORE! [HunterRules666] WHORE! Maggot216 has left the chat. CrissAngelOfDeath has left the chat. [HunterRules666] WHORE! [HunterRules666] WHORE! AtomicRose has joined the chat. [HunterRules666] WHORE! [HunterRules666] WHORE! [HunterRules666] WHORE! [AtomicRose] [HunterRules666] WHORE! [AndreDaMidget] Oh, thank you Jesus. [HunterRules666] WHORE! [HunterRules666] WHORE! [HunterRules666] WHORE! [AndreDaMidget] AR, there's some IP banning that needs to be done. [AtomicRose] Gotcha. [HunterRules666] WHORE! [HunterRules666] WHORE! HunterRules666 has been IP banned from the chat. [AndreDaMidget] Saved by the mod. [The7935338] I pray that we never become like that guy [AtomicRose] I have saved you. Now you must return the favor and hope AK wins tonight. AtomicRose laughs evilly while lightning flashes in the background. [AndreDaMidget] Oh darn, just when I hoped Stark was going to win tonight. [AndreDaMidget] [The7935338] Well, I have to go to work too, sad to say [The7935338] Enjoy the show, monkeys [AtomicRose] Bye Phone Number. [AndreDaMidget] Later. [The7935338] >_< The7935338 has left the chat. [AtomicRose] So… [AndreDaMidget] Indeed? AtomicRose shrugs. AndreDaMidget shrugs as well. AndreDaMidget has left the chat. AtomicRose has left the chat. End.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 28, 2007 14:28:18 GMT -5
Segment: Night's not over (Credit: BK)
As we return from the short break promoting the Limited Edition 3 Disc Omega Effect DVD, we immediately catch up with BK London backstage as he is coming from the stage area and making his way towards the locker room area, and standing in the exact place where they were last time is ACW correspondant, Kevin Anderson.
Kevin: BK! BK!
BK looks in the direction of Kevin before letting out a huge sigh as he starts to advance towards him.
Kevin: BK! Can you even begin to explain what just happened in the ring back there?
BK: ........I thought it was pretty - y'know - self explanatory. But if I must for the sake of killing time, sure why not? In that ring, we saw one of the biggest mistakes that Thunderkiss has EVER made in his life. He managed to get XS3, one of the STUPIDEST guys I know, to agree to throwing the match simply because Thunderkiss wanted the ACW Heavyweight Championship shot. XS3 and The Senator had the opportunity that doesn't come to much wrestlers, to be in contentions for the World Championship, but he just let it slip through his fingers like the dumbass he is. It also shows what a bigger asshat that Thunderkiss is.
Kevin: Asshat?
BK: Asshat.
Kevin: Explain, I mean, what exactly did Thunderkiss do wrong? He won the match and now he...OHHHHH!!!
BK: See, your not half as stupid as you look right now. Thunderkiss may THINK that he pulled off the plan of all plans, but what he doesn't realize is that he's not through the woods yet. He has yet to grasp the fact that if he wants to be No.1 Contender for the World Championship, he's going to have to go through the Boy WondAH, the Main EventAH, HeadlinAH!, the ShowstoppAH, the most accomplished superstar in ACW to DATE! B-K Freakin' London!
The crowd nearly blows the top off the ACW arena with the huge pop for BK London.
BK: And I'm ready for the challenge, and we'll see if Thunderkiss is come Heatwave.
Kevin: Now that's out the way and discussed, tell us about your match later tonight against Jake Cheng, you two put an end to this hellacious feud in a Last Man Standing Match...what's your strategy in this match?
BK: Seek and Destroy. Get's no simpler than that. For the past FOUR months Jake has been ruining my life, and tonight I finish him for good. Tonight I make him pay for kidnapping my wife, for stealing a win against me at Spring into Hell, for nearly crippling me, for attempting to ruin my relationship for my wife and for making me hit my own wife with a steel chair..TONIGHT, every sin towards me that Jake has committed I will make him pay. TONIGHT, I show Jake why the two most dangerous letters in the english language today are B-K.
BK walks off camera as we fade out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 28, 2007 14:29:05 GMT -5
Segment: Before and After (Credit: Echo/AK)
The scene opens focusing on a door, innocuously enough.
For the next five seconds, the camera lingers on the door, not bothering to reveal anything on either side of it to us, until finally, the sound of someone knocking interrupts the moment. Whoever it is knocks three times, slowly, and then stops, obviously not worked up enough to continue.
A quick zoom-out reveals Alicia Laureano, seated on the other side of the room and already dressed in her ring attire. Her expression would seem to indicate that she’s just been broken out of concentrating on something by the arrival of her visitor. With a hint of suspicion, she calls out:
AK: Who is it?
Any uncertainties are quickly dispelled by the response.
Echo: It’s Echo. You busy?
Surprise, pleasure, and annoyance all attempt to show themselves across AK’s face at the same time, and the effect is momentarily bizarre. Alicia quickly shakes this mixed response off; though she’s been trying to focus herself for her upcoming match, she’s relieved to have the silence in the room broken.
AK: Oh. No, come on in.
The door opens, and Echo enters, carefully closing it behind her. She’s clearly expended a lot of energy, having just come back from a match, and is practically glistening with perspiration, but seems strangely more alert than usual. Her eyes in particular seem much more alive than in her customary apathetic stare, and her expression is curiously vibrant. AK waves her over to a chair, smiling in greeting.
AK: Hey. I got a glimpse or two of that match; you did great out there.
Echo takes the proffered seat and acknowledges the compliment with a nod.
Echo: How’d my ‘first impression’ come across?
AK: Aggressive, bordering on disturbing at one or two points.
Echo: Good.
There’s a pause, during which Echo studies AK’s ring gear bemusedly.
Echo: That’s…flashy.
Alicia smiles, her cheeks flushing for a second. She’s so used to walking around dressed up for a cross between a carnival and a furry convention, it’s easy for her to forget just how, well, weird she must appear to someone used to the altogether more traditional MMA circuit.
AK: Well. We’re showmen, first and foremost, as I take it you noticed out there. And if this getup had any tactical disadvantages, I imagine they’d have been exploited against me by now.
Echo: When in Rome, I guess. I’m not exactly in a position to judge, seeing as how this isn’t exactly “my world.”
She kneads a bicep with one knuckle, trying to alleviate the soreness that’s been irritating it since the match. A few seconds of this pass, after which Echo changes the subject rather abruptly.
Echo: But you did think I came across well?
AK: If anything, you certainly made a reputation for aggression, I’d think. The crowd almost never reacts like that for new talent, so you’re obviously making a connection with them. Though it would probably be best if the connection stayed metaphorical rather than literal… we’re not suitably insured for audience participation.
This draws a chuckle from the younger woman; it’s clear that AK chose those words as diplomatically as possible.
Echo: I seem to get that a lot lately. Can’t help but wonder if it’s a euphemism for “dangerous” or “out of control” or other things that don’t fit in well with wrestling.
AK: I wouldn’t go that far. Your philosophy’s just a bit…esoteric over here. A lot of people pride themselves on the amount of control they exercise in the ring and the focus it gives them.
A momentary pause; it is obvious that Alicia counts herself in that group, and Echo sees no reason to challenge it directly. Like her host, she chooses the diplomatic route.
Echo: If you say so. Personally? I think everybody’s got to let go once in a while. It’s human. And besides, it’s always worked for me so far. Hell, you’ve got a match later tonight, don’t you? You should try it.
AK: Mm. I’ll do what needs to be done, but that’s as far as I think I’m willing to go for now.
A pause. Neither one seems terribly interested in entering into a debate of ethics. Echo finally breaks the silence, clearing her throat.
Echo: Um. The reason I came here…
AK: Yes?
Echo: I was wondering if, next week, you wanted to go get a drink at some point. You know, spend some quality time, out of the gym for once.
AK cocks her head, peering at Echo curiously. She muses over all the counter-inquiries she can think of, and finally settles on…
AK: When did you have in mind?
Echo: How does Monday sound? I’m told we don’t have a show that day, so…
Alicia gets a premonition of all the aches she is likely to be nursing Monday. She’d imagined spending a lazy couple of days at home with her husband… but she is also curious about Echo; there’s something strangely captivating about the otherwise unassuming young woman. Reminding herself that it’s always better to regret something you did than something you didn’t do, Alicia smiles warmly.
AK: Monday sounds great. Do you want me to pick you up?
Echo: No, it’s fine, I’ll get a cab and come around to you. That is, if you wouldn’t mind giving me your address.
Alicia flinches almost imperceptibly, and pushes the momentary flashback to the intrusion out of her head. She refuses to allow herself to become paranoid, and scribbles the location on a piece of paper from a pad on her table. Echo checks it in a split second before pocketing it.
Echo: Thanks. I’ll leave you to finish preparing, I suppose I ought to go and get changed myself.
AK: Ok… if you want a shower, you’d better be quick. The minute the guys start hitting the baths, the hot water will be gone in next to no time. They’re worse than the divas!
Echo chuckles again; having seen some of the “professional grooming” products peeking out of the male rosters’ kit bags, she can believe it. She lets herself out as neatly as she came, and Alicia listens to her footsteps receding down the corridor as she lets her gaze settle somewhere in the middle distance. Echo’s night has been a success… now she hopes that her own will play out in similar fashion.
Fade.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 28, 2007 14:31:15 GMT -5
Segment: Grumble (Credit: Yoko / Sarin)
As we fade in to Yoko’s locker room, she’s sitting on the couch with her arms crossed and legs kicked up on the table. She looks angry. Sarin is nowhere to be seen. There is a note on the table. It reads as follows;
Yoko! Sorry to vanish so suddenly, I have to run an urgent errand for a friend who just called! Don’t worry though, I’ll be back before your match. If I’m not, I promise to stop nagging you about the chains hanging from the ceiling. See you very soon!
Love you, ~Sarin
Yoko glances at the note again and sighs; Sarin always has to be SO responsible and helpful to everyone. That errand better be along the caliber of driving someone to the hospital…and if so, she had better come right back to the arena after.
The door begins to open and she smiles, jumping to her feet.
Yoko: It’s about time.
…It’s a crewmember.
Crew Guy: …Oh. I came to tell you your match was coming up, but I guess you knew already.
Yoko: Yeah…Thanks, though.
Crew Guy: No problem!
He leaves. Yoko plops back down on the couch and grumbles. Maybe SHE’LL go do something for someone the next time SARIN has a match. She ponders the idea but decides Sarin would just commend her on a job well done. Mweh.
End Segment.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 28, 2007 14:31:49 GMT -5
Segment: “Moving On Up” (Credit: Kudo/Scott)
As the ACW cameras resume, they are backstage and inside Commissioner Dan White’s office, and two familiar faces reside on opposite ends of the room – Scott Andrews and Kudo Yasuda. Both of them stand before Dan White who is sitting at his desk.
Dan: Ah, let me first thank the two of you for coming on such short notice. Now you know when you’re in my office, the topic at hand is business. It always is. So let’s get straight down to business.
Both Scott and Kudo look at each other and then back at Dan White.
Dan: Now the two of you have constantly been at each others’ throats this past month and the two of you are looking to…get to the top is it? As of now, you both feel that you are stuck in a place currently where you’re neither moving forwards or backwards, and hell, it’s time for a change for one of you isn’t it?
Kudo and Scott both grin a bit but when they notice each other, their faces turn back to frowns.
Dan: Well the glass ceiling is always meant to be broken I always say, but the room beyond that is limited. And now the two of you are vying for a spot, and you both feel that you’re being held back in some way by each other. Isn’t that correct?
Kudo: The only one that’s holding anyone back is Scottie Boy over there. There’s no doubt that I would already be the next World Champion if people like him weren’t around to clog the glory.
Scott: Ha, don't make me laugh, jackass...We all determine our own destiny, you obviously haven't done enough to get yourself that World Championship. I, on the other hand am willing to do whatever it takes to get there, no matter how long it takes, and if that means taking action on management then that's what I'll do. I'd rather avoid that kind of thing if necessary, but I'll do what I have to do, and tonight will be no different.
Scott stares right back at Kudo, unphased and about to retort when Dan interrupts.
Dan: Well hold on there guys, you just reminded me why I asked the two of you to come in here so early on in the night. You see, I wanted to give you both some time to take in the change I happened to take upon myself to make to your match.
Kudo and Scott both turn their heads back to the commissioner.
Dan: That’s right, both of you want to get to the top, well tonight I’m going to see just how much you mean that. Because later on, the two of you will be involved in not only a grudge match as I can imagine, but a Ladder Match!
Kudo and Scott both have serious faces on but they seem to enjoy the added stipulation as the fans can be heard from outside.
Dan: But that’s not all – you see while you’re both climbing up that ladder, you will be trying to obtain this –
Dan pulls out a sealed briefcase from under his desk and places it on top of his desk. Kudo and Scott look on, intrigued to say the least.
Dan: You will both be climbing to get this case. It will remained sealed until I decide to open it, as I have the only key. Whichever one of you returns this to me will…shall we say, get some help in reaching that next level that you both are seeking.
Kudo and Scott look at the case and gain some added encouragement as if they really needed it for their match tonight.
Dan: It’s already official gentlemen, so do what you have to do, and good luck to the both of you. Give these fans a show.
Kudo: Oh it’s always a show when the spotlight’s on me…
Scott: When the spotlight's on you, pal, everyone looks away. You really think they wanna see that ugly mug? I'm leaving tonight with that briefcase, Kudo; you better pray your ass doesn't get beat up too bad, I'm in that kinda mood.
Kudo and Scott pause and stare each other down before Kudo forces a fake grin and both leave the office without tearing each other apart. The screen ends with Dan White leaning back on his chair, happy with another one of his business decisions.
-Fade Out-
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