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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 30, 2007 14:31:16 GMT -5
Both ladies are up on their feet quickly; Echo seems very slightly wrong-footed by the strength of AK’s resistance, and AK wastes no time pondering this – instead she gets close and grasps Echo around the shoulder and head, running the pair of them at the turnbuckle. Echo twigs that AK is attempting her Fox Flip, and prepares to counter – but AK has a different plan in mind, and instead of flipping she instead simply rams Echo’s head against the turnbuckle. It’s padded so the damage isn’t severe as it could potentially be, but Echo is momentarily stunned, and AK uses this to her advantage, using her position to pull off a lovely German Suplex and bridging it into a pin attempt. The crowd yells as the ref drops and counts; AK gets two before Echo breaks out, and the noise rises instantly as something switches on in Echo’s movement and expression.
AK jumps up to be greeted by an incredibly powerful forearm blow from Echo. The enigmatic young wrestler’s demeanor becomes somewhat unnerving as she opens the taps and subjects AK to a huge swathe of blows, battering down her opponent’s defenses. So ferocious is the onslaught that AK has no choice after taking several almighty hits but to throw herself backward over the ropes to the outside; she lands and crouches, holding her head and steadying herself with her other arm, looking disorientated. Echo slides to the outside, dangerously close, but her approach is not as fast or as purposeful as her actions of a few seconds previously would warrant.
McNally: Echo well and truly in the ascendant here, Atomic has to get her head together fast or this one will be over.
Edison: Yup, but is it just me or is Echo’s “killer instinct” a bit intermittent tonight?
The fans seem to have the same opinion as Edison; they call out, encouraging Echo to get stuck in, and as AK pulls herself up and shakes the fuzz from her head, Echo seems to return to what passes for normal in a match situation and goes back on the offensive. AK defends, drawing Echo closer, and then abruptly lashes out with a superfast version of the EMP; it lacks the buildup of force to constitute a showstopper, but Echo stumbles, and AK latches on to produce an arcing suplex, dumping Echo on her back on the thin outside mats. As Echo grimaces, the fans yell for something flashy, and AK stomps Echo’s calf and ankle a couple of times before she gets up on the apron for a bit of height to launch a classic crowd pleasing moonsault. It connects, but in this environment AK takes quite a lot of the impact as well as Echo, and both women pause slightly as they pick themselves up.
McNally: The fans are really getting into this match, but AK needs to balance flair with steady technical work. One mistake could be all that Echo needs to turn the match on its head.
The referee is up to about seven on his count, and since neither participant wants to suffer the ignominy of a count-out, Echo rolls back into the ring and AK follows her. Showing that she’s serious about victory, Echo gets in a few stomps while AK is still on the mat; AK has to fight to rise, and the second she does so, Echo sends her right back down again with her Snapmare / roundhouse knee combination. Dazed, AK flops backward on to the canvas and Echo pins, getting close to a 2.5 for her efforts. The fans start getting excited; some are behind Echo and willing her to seal the win, whilst others chant and call for AK to respond in her inimitable style. Judging that she’s softened her target up sufficiently, Echo hops on to her feet, watching for AK to sit up, which naturally she does almost immediately. At that moment, Echo moves in, applies a rear naked choke and flips herself over into a bridging version of the hold to lock in her Monophobia (Bridging hadakajime).
Edison: This could be it, Max, Echo picked her moment perfectly and now AK is in big trouble!
McNally: That version of the hadakajime may be more showy than the original, but it’s just as effective. Alicia has to get out right away, or there will be no way back.
Echo cracks in the choke with full intent; the look on her face shows that she’s utterly determined to end the match, and Alicia is under no illusions about that. The referee gets a proper view and asks AK if she submits; struggling to hold on, AK has to dig deep, and inwardly she marvels at the wicked combination of skill and strength. Remembering her promise to Echo to give her her best, she gathers her remaining energy and starts to squirm; realizing that AK is not going to give up of her own accord, Echo holds her as long as she can, and the second AK escapes, she moves to switch into a regular hadakajime. AK however reaches up and grabs Echo’s arms before she can lock the choke in, and forces her way slowly to one knee in order to get some traction before twisting Echo’s arms and simultaneously wrenching sideways. This makes Echo instinctively pull back, and creates a tiny gap in which AK is able to get up properly. Echo is still thoroughly determined to end it and launches at her with a rapid version of the Take 2 Nap; AK dodges, and Echo pivots around to face her opponent. The two women stare at one another for a few seconds, which just gets the crowd even more hyped up.
McNally: Hugely impressive work by Echo, Atomic really had to find something extra there to stay in the game.
Edison: I’d say that now it’s Echo who’s got to step up, I think even with her skills she underestimated just how much Alicia is able to take when it really matters.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 30, 2007 14:32:11 GMT -5
Seemingly oblivious to the storm of testosterone whirling around outside the ring, AK and Echo regard one another carefully. Echo seems bizarrely torn between being impressed and incredibly pissed off at AK’s escape; AK furrows her brow as if trying to figure something out, but her thinking time is curtailed as Echo springs forward, unleashing a fresh torrent of strikes and attempting to wear down what remains of AK’s stamina. AK retreats, looking somewhat unsteady on her feet, but the sound of the fans roaring triggers her to find a second wind, and just before reaching the ropes she holds her ground. Echo just gets fiercer, but as her power increases her accuracy decreases just enough for AK to sidestep, and then whip her foe sideways into the corner. Echo hits it chest first, grabs the ropes and jumps up on to the turnbuckle, anticipating a charging follow-up attack; AK is indeed coming in fast, but seeing Echo leap she switches tack rapidly and skids to a halt, sliding her arms up and under Echo’s as she is crouched on the top of the post. Locking her hands together into a full nelson hold and pulling backward as hard as she can, AK succeeds in wrenching Echo away from the post, and she hurriedly moves a couple of paces backward with Echo kicking strongly. Echo tries to plant her feet firmly so that she can counter the hold with a throw, but before she can do so, AK delivers a sitout full nelson slam, sending a wave of pain through Echo’s lower back.
McNally: Now that’s what I consider to be the hallmark of a great matchup, Eddie, these two women are being forced out of their comfort zones and are improvising to try and develop a winning edge.
Edison: Yeah, everyone pegs Atomic as a fast, aerial-based attacker, but against someone in her own weight range she’s able to utilize a wide range of techniques. Echo’s got a great deal of skills, but Atomic’s counting on the fact that she doesn’t yet have the same breath of experience in a wrestling environment.
McNally: Maybe, but that’ll only work if Atomic can resist Echo’s clearly superior striking and mat game… I feel someone’s going to make a breakthrough soon, but man, I wouldn’t like to bet on who.
Hurrying to be the first up, AK just about makes it and produces a swift DDT to set up a pin. It gets 2, and AK nips up and hits an elbow drop before pinning a second time; this one’s closer to 2.5, but again Echo gets her shoulder up. Nodding slightly, AK rises once more and raises an arm to signal something major; Echo has a bloody-minded expression as she battles back up, but now it’s AK who wants this over, and with a cool precision she picks her moment perfectly to execute the Shockwave (Last Rites). The crowd jumps up en masse, and AK pins with a glance and a smile to the camera, 1…2…-
Edison: NOOO! Echo kicks, this one’s still alive!
There’s no time whatsoever for AK to express her surprise at this twist in the tale; Echo has gone from smouldering to volcanic, and she shoves AK off of her before springing to her feet. The crowd goes nuts, and AK scrambles to get up and prepare for whatever’s coming; Echo lays into her with stunningly strong rib kicks, and AK falls back, almost swept away by the onslaught. Whatever it is which spends most of the time sleeping within Echo is roused, and though AK ducks and weaves for all she’s worth, one massive blast from Echo’s foot sends her sprawling sideways. She grabs the rope and claws her way up as Echo moves back; the fans reach fever pitch, and Echo charges forward to leap on to AK’s shoulders just before she stands upright.
McNally: Incoming Lacrimosa, this will be a KO if it hits!
Echo throws her arms up and brings them down again, smashing AK in the top of the head. The fans who are closest to the ring, however, spot something out of place; Echo’s normally absolute focus seems to waver just before impact, and while the blow looks brutal enough, something about it just doesn’t ring true. AK staggers and tenses up, but instead of becoming wildly unsteady her gaze snaps back into focus just as Echo is swinging into the ‘rana, and she just about manages to grab on to her opponent and counter into a desperation powerbomb. This leaves both women down on the mat, and the referee starts the 10 count.
Edison: Whoa! I thought that was curtains for Atomic…
McNally: I don’t know about you, Eddie, but something tells me Echo didn’t have her entire will in that preceding elbow smash, and Alicia rode it out as a result.
Edison: But why would Echo do that? I don’t understand…
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 30, 2007 14:32:57 GMT -5
The referee gets to seven on his count once again before Echo and AK have managed to get back on their feet. AK glances at Echo, and a frown crosses her face for a second before she advances across the ring toward her foe. Echo comes forward too, and the now tiring ladies trade a selection of blows before AK whips Echo away from her. Hitting the ropes, Echo rebounds and AK surges forward to meet her; the narrowest of margins determines who comes off best, and it’s Echo who benefits, connecting first with a high lariat and knocking AK down hard. The roar of the crowd almost hurts the ears of those in the arena; creating the space she needs, Echo sees that she has a clear and straightforward chance to seal victory, and the fans yell out as she gets into position
Edison: This looks like-
McNally: -Yes, the Perdition’s Edge! Echo normally uses this on opponents larger than her and aims for the chest, but Alicia is shorter, so if this connects it will be-
Edison: BAM! POW! RIGHT IN THE KISSER!
MacNally rolls his eyes.
McNally: To put it exceedingly bluntly, indeed.
It’s the sort of moment which the theatrical would describe in the manner reserved for countless sci-fi flicks; time appears to slow for Echo as she jumps up into the strike. Maybe it’s completely an illusion, or perhaps it represents the small but critical delay which precedes the attack, as if Echo were torn over her choice of actions. Whatever the case, AK drops down, getting her hands to the mat, and Echo passes right over her, landing directly behind. Using her hands for support, AK spins, using her own feet to chop Echo’s from underneath her before she steadies herself after landing; Echo thuds into the canvas, and AK stands up straight, casting a quick look at Echo before grasping one of her feet. She snaps her hand up to eye level, and the crowd blows its top as she applies and drops down into the Nagata Lock I (a twisted reverse figure four leglock).
Edison: NAGAAAAA-TA LOCK!
McNally: This is the crunch point, Eddie, this is the submission which made the Senator tap! Echo’s inner strength is extraordinary, but has she got anything left with which to escape this?
The sting of the lactic acid buildup in Echo’s muscles quickly becomes a raging inferno; for several moments it looks as if that fire inside is going to explode in the most dangerous way possible. Echo strives to free herself, and AK struggles to hold on; the fans’ cries fill the air… but something from within dampens down Echo’s immensely powerful rage. Shutting her eyes, Echo lays her hand flat on the mat; the referee monitors the situation closely, and though AK doesn’t let up, she begins to look concerned, looking to the ref for guidance. Finally, Echo opens her eyes again, glances at the referee, and then silently taps the mat with an expression as if she is being eviscerated inside her head.
The bell rings, and AK immediately releases the hold as the referee continues to kneel next to her defeated foe. What precisely defeated Echo, however, is far from clear.
Philip: Ladies and Gentlemen, the winner of this match via submission, Alicia “Atomic” Kitsune!
Just about every part of AK’s body aches as she stands up; she looks around at the cheering crowd, and raises an arm in gratitude for their support. Behind her, Echo gets up slowly, her expression impossible to read; Alicia turns to look at her, and for a moment there is something very slightly regretful in Alicia’s gaze. But it doesn’t stay there long, and Alicia smiles warmly, offering Echo her hand. Echo seems once again in two minds, but she takes it, an expression of what looks like deep relief crossing her face, and the crowd cheers loudly for this display of sportsmanship, and indeed friendship.
Echo leaves the ring first, heading toward the back with her expression once again unfathomable, leaving Alicia to enjoy the fruits of her victory as the show cuts to a break.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 30, 2007 14:36:43 GMT -5
Segment: The Stranger (Credit: Hunter / Stark)
As we return from the commercial break, we now find ourselves in the hallways of the ACW backstage area, which, after so much time, has become quite a familiar site. Andrew Hunter is gently trodding through the halls, still in his wrestling attire, clearly exhausted, yet clearly satisfied with himself. Those who pass him look at him with a sort of scorn, but he pays them no mind - it's his night, in his mind. At the end of the hall, just a few yards away, he can make out the shape of the door to the Senatorial Office. He appears at the crossroads, but then suddenly jumps back when he notices a shadow looming in the dark corner to his left.
Hunter: Gah, what the f---
The shadow does not wish to remain anonymous, and thus Starkweather appears rather quickly after Hunter's initial reaction. Hunter looks at him oddly for a moment, and after regaining his composure, raises an eyebrow.
Hunter: Who in the hell are you?
The figure is indeed the good doctor himself, someone that Hunter can honestly say that he's never really had the pleasure of speaking to in a one-on-one setting. The dark-haired fellow from the shadows simply keeps that lightly smirking countenance at a standstill as he replies.
Stark: Someone who's beaten you.
Hunter: ...must've been a bad day, then. And at that, I've had many bad days. Care to elaborate?
He doesn't mind at all explaining the finer intricacies of professional wrestling, it seems, he even making hand gestures to accentuate his point.
Stark: You see, the point of wrestling is to pin your opponent's shoulders to the mat for a full 3 seconds as dictated by the referee for the match. It would seem that I've done just that to you on one or more occasions.
Hunter: Oh, sarcastic, are we? Well this might just be wasting my time less than I original perceived. I'm referring to the fact that, due to the many bad days I've had, many people have beaten me. So which of those are you?
Ohh, that's his issue. He doesn't even know who he is, he's not playing dumb. It's not hard to act dumb when it's not an act, apparently.
Stark: My name is Starkweather. Perhaps you've heard of me?
Hunter: Hmmm...weren't you the subject of that one Terence Mallick film? Or rather, an inspiration?
Stark: Perhaps, perhaps not. That depends on your opinion of me, I think. I can't at the moment think of anything as a retort, other than some reference to "The Crow," and that's simply in bad taste. In any case, I was quite impressed when you returned from the dead, your funeral was rather touching. No one of importance spoke about you and no one put flowers on the grave, but the casket was nice.
Hunter: I'm glad you said that, actually. It took me a few weeks to choose between that one and one that was made of ivory. I felt the latter would be a tad...tasteless, really.
There is a short pause.
Hunter: Well now that introductions are out of the way, what can I do for you?
Stark: Is there any chance at all that you can immediately and permanently retire from this business?
Another pause, as Hunter takes the time to consider whether or not this man is serious.
Hunter: No. Why on earth would I do that?
Oh, the possibilities. The combinations of words that he could possibly use in this situation in which his verbal sparring partner seems to have both of his hands behind his back and a running start.
Stark: You mean, aside from the obvious? Being a shell of a champion, having had nothing at all interesting happen aside from a slight case of death within the last half of a year, the amazing return for no other reason than to sit in a chair at ringside and watch a title match between your fellow crony that you didn't even help when he needed you to, or just tonight when you use a couple of useless wrestlers to gain the advantage over yet another useless wrestler? Stop me if I'm wrong.
Hunter remains silent, his cocky smirk slowly fading.
Stark: Not to mention that your largest contribution to this promotion's entire history was to say "Hi." Now, if that is the legacy that you wish to leave behind, other than people wondering exactly who they buried in your place, feel free to stay the course. But if I were you, I would leave this business ASAP and pursue an acting career.
Hunter: I...somehow doubt that was a compliment. Well, what's to...
Hunter fumbles around slightly as Stark looks on.
Hunter: Whatever, dude, I still don't even know who you are. Why the hell should you matter? As far as the world's concerned, I'm a wrestling legend. And I agree with them.
The smirk that crosses the doctor's features is a cross between sardonic mirth and grim satisfaction.
Stark: Legends are the past, Hunter, and I'm the future. Come the end of the night, I'm going to be the World Champion. You'd be best concerned with that fact if nothing else, seeing as that seems to be your only concern aside from making yourself and everyone around you look like a fool.
He pulls back into the shadows of the poorly lit hallway to walk back to his own dressing room. Hunter watches him go with a poorly executed smirk, and then quickly disappears into the Senatorial Office. Once inside, the smirk fades entirely, and he throws a side glance towards the door that he is currently leaning on. He remains perfectly still for a few moments, but then scoffs, shakes his head, and simply walks further into the room.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 30, 2007 14:38:19 GMT -5
Segment: Lamentful Miss (Credit: Echo)
The hot sensation of tears stung my eyes as I pushed the door to the locker room shut behind me. I don’t cry, ever…but there you go.
I’d already managed to royally screw up everything, and then whatever the Gray Man and his pet lunatics had done to me, it’d only exacerbated things. I was becoming a complete wreck, flying high at violent levels of adrenaline one moment and crashing into complete, smothering misery the next. What felt like a thousand different urges were pulling on me relentlessly, and each of them in a different direction.
What really stabbed me in the heart was not that I lost, by any stretch of the imagination. I’d done it before, god knows, and there weren’t many worthier people. It was that I’d lost for the wrong reasons; I’d been so far out of character it wasn’t even reasonable. After telling Alicia I wouldn’t be pulling any punches, that was exactly what I’d done…
A myriad of “instant replays” ran through my head, all the times out there I could’ve taken advantage with a simple roundhouse in the skull. It would’ve been so easy to at least put up a better fight, but she’d gotten special treatment because…well.
Because she’s your friend, said the voice of reason. You don’t concuss your friends.
That wasn’t it, though. She wanted me to give her everything I had, and you don’t deny your friends what they want either, unless you presume to know what’s better for them than they do…which is what I’d done, I reminded myself.
And why do you care enough to take that kind of parental tone towards your friends?
The voice of reason was starting to sound an awful lot like Joachim, with its bemusedly mocking tone. I flopped down on the couch, intending to roll over and find the remote for the stereo, but it was on the other end (go figure). And I didn’t even have the energy to sit up and grab the thing at this point; I just wanted it all to go away and leave me in peace until I went home. I hadn’t asked for any of this, that’s for damned sure, but it kept on coming, whether in the form of internal conflict or very real external attackers with absolutely no understandable reason for disliking me.
Friends, Echo?
It wouldn’t shut up.
They’re both more than that.
Not listening.
In fact, you know why the two of them frustrate you so much? You can’t tell which of them you’ve fallen harder for.
…….As much as the voice of reason sounded like Joachim, and as much as it made me wince to entertain the thought, I knew that was what I’d been ducking for the past few weeks, trying for all I was worth not to come to terms with it.
It was a start.
It was only a start, but maybe when the week let back in I could finally start doing something about it. I’d take control of my life back if it was the last thing I did.
End.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 30, 2007 14:39:09 GMT -5
Match 5: Victor “Latino” Laureano vs. Thunderkiss (Credit: Jason Freeman) Phillip: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Entering the ring first at a weight of 363 pounds...from Los Angeles California...Thunderkiss! "God of Thunder" by Kiss plays, as Thunderkiss goes through the curtain. Right away, it is apparent that the match tonight will have a mixed reaction...as half of the crowd begins to erupt in cheers, as the other half erupts in boos. Thunderkiss walks down the ramp confidently, ready to kill. He walks up the steel steps, and goes into the ring...and he stares intently up the ramp...he was waiting for Latino. He was ready to break a champion. Phillip: And his opponent...entering the ring at a weight of 244 pounds...from New York, New York...Latino!!!! "Lowrider" by War plays, and half of the crowd ERUPTS as Latino comes through the curtain. Latino looks thrilled to be in the ring, and he poses for the crowd as he walks down the ramp. He takes his time, not seeming worried by Thunderkiss's intent glare. Latino makes his way up the steps, and confidently steps through the ropes, posing a bit more. He then walks to a corner opposite Thunderkiss, and looks intently into his eyes.The two men stare each other down, and the hot crowd begins to get into the match. Half of the men cheer Latino, who stares intently into the eyes of the man who wants to crush him. The other half begin to cheer Thunderkiss, who stares down a former world champion who he is ready to break. The two men advance slowly on each other, and Latino, either bravely or stupidly, tries to intiate a lockup. Thunderkiss seems surprised, but he complies, and the two lock up. Latino tries to shove Thunderkiss back, but TK obviously has the power advantage. One shove sends Latino backwards, and he gets off the ground, a bit stunned at Thunderkiss’s great strength. The two men stand and stare each other down, as TK begins to mouth something…all that comes across is “Tiny man”. Thunderkiss glances at Latino. The next champion to go. Latino takes advantage of his quickness out of nowhere, and he charges forward, going for rapid punches to the face of Thunderkiss! TK is a bit surprised, and backs up for a second, before looking to throw a heavy punch to Latino’s head. Latino ducks, and moves behind TK, who turns, only to receive a dropkick to the knee! TK bends down, and Latino runs forward. He springboards off of the ropes, and then turns in midair, hitting a dropkick to Thunderkiss, and TK falls backwards onto the ground! TK is stunned by the quick offense, is this gives Latino the chance to leap on top of Thunderkiss and begin to fire punches to his head. The Latino fans in the audience are going wild, as Latino seems to actually be hurting TK a bit, but then all of a sudden, TK puts his hands up, and throws Latino into the air off of his body, and across the ring. Thunderkiss stands up, furious now, as Latino charges forward again…right into a hard clothesline, which knocks him to the ground. Thunderkiss looks down at his fallen opponent, still surprised at the offense Latino managed to get in. As a result he doesn’t move right away, still reflecting on how Latino got that opening. As a result, Latino gets a chance to get up, clutching his head. The two men stare at each other again, and dueling chants break out, but they don’t get a chance to catch on that much, as the two men instantly go back towards each other. Latino and TK both nail punches, TK’s doing more damage, but Latino’s coming quicker. This battle goes on for about 20 seconds, both of them not giving up, until Latino goes for a dropkick! TK gets hit, but barely moves, and as soon as Latino hits the ground, TK charges forward and stomps right on his head. The TK fans in the audience begin to go wild, as TK begins to stomp on Latino…over and over, as Latino tries to break free. Latino manages to break and roll onto the apron, as TK gets one more stomp in. Latino gets up, grabbing his head again. He grimaces, as TK’s stomps took a beating out of him, and TK shows off his muscles. Latino looks a little apprehensive, as when he managed to hit a dropkick before, TK wasn’t even affected. The staredown continues. And TK comes forward, and grabs Latino by the throat, looking to throw him back into the ring. Latino counters however with a knee through the middle rope to the stomach. Latino backs up, and hits a stiff kick to the head of Thunderkiss, who backs up clutching his head. Latino jumps from the apron to the turnbuckle, and jumps off with a moonsault! He soars through the air, and lands on Thunderkiss, but TK catches him! He holds him up, but Latino wriggles his way out of TK’s grasp, and slips behind him, and as TK shifts a bit, to try to keep Latino up, Latino manages to roll TK into a schoolboy! 1…2…KICK OUT! TK Kicks out with force, and Latino rolls away from him, not wanting TK to have a chance to get a fast shot in. TK bangs his fists on the ground in anger, furious that Latino managed to get a pin on him. Latino backs up, and shows how close he was with his thumb and index finger, which infuriates Thunderkiss even more! Thunderkiss goes forward, and Latino jumps up, apparently going for a tornado DDT, but TK shoves him off! Latino lands on his feet! Latino throws a kick to TK’s side, but TK grabs it. He spins Latino around, and steps forward to hit him, but Latino quickly backs up before TK can hit him. TK tries to back Latino into the corner, but Latino manages to duck behind him, and then he moves over to the other corner of the ring. Thunderkiss notices what’s going on. Latino is trying to wear him down, and tire him out. It seems to be working. Thunderkiss hasn’t been able to get a solid shot in in a while.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 30, 2007 14:40:06 GMT -5
Latino slowly advances towards Thunderkiss, who looks at him. Latino moves quickly, leaning left, and right, as he advances forward, making TK have to wonder which way he is going to come from. Latino swerves left, and TK is sure that this time he can hit him! TK throws a punch, putting everything into it, but Latino quickly goes to the right and dodges the punch by an inch! Latino hits a shuffle jab right to TK’s face! TK is off balance from his punch, and Latino manages hit three jabs, before going for a discus lariat, but finally TK is able to get a grasp on him, and he lets his fury flow through him! He grabs him around the waist, tosses him up into the air, and as Latino comes down, TK throws all of his energy into a clothesline. He SLAMS Latino with his arm, and Latino lands awkwardly, and lies on the ground. Thunderkiss glares down at the fallen body of Latino. He was finally able to knock him down. Now he would punish him. He stomps him, and then he kneels down and begins to punch him in the head. Latino stirs a bit, and Thunderkiss lets him start to stand, before grabbing him, and slamming him back down with a side slam, making a loud thud.
Thunderkiss gets up again. Latino’s momentum has been crushed. TK looks to the crowd, and half of them go into a loud cheer, ready to watch him punish Latino. The Latino fans silently hope for Latino to make another comeback. This isn’t happening. Thunderkiss begins to walk around the ring. He looks to the crowd, beginning to pose, not to appeal to the fans that are cheering him, but to rub it in the faces of the fans who are booing him. He looks at Latino, who is again beginning to get to his feet. Thunderkiss walks over to him, and all of a sudden a loud twack sounds out, as a weak Latino manages to chop TK. TK clutches his chest, and Latino hits another chop! Latino backs into the ropes, before running forward, and jumping to hit TK with some kind of forearm, but TK grabs him, and locks him in a bear hug! The Latino fans that were beginning to get excited, are let down again, as TK locks in the pressure!
Thunderkiss walks into the center of the ring, not wanting to give Latino any chance to escape, and Latino tries to struggle. Nobody can argue that Thunderkiss has the power here, however, and he manages to put a lot of force into it. He squeezes harder, his face contorted in intensity, trying to squeeze the life right out of Latino. Latino begins to fade, as he grimaces and yells out in pain. Thunderkiss begins to shake Latino around, back and forth, and the ref looks over to see if Latino is still conscious. While Latino is fading a bit, he is still in this…he begins to move a bit, and then Thunderkiss, sensing Latino starting to resist, goes forward and rams Latino into the turnbuckle! Latino grimaces again, and Thunderkiss walks back to the center of the ring, pulling harder…squeezing the life out of Latino with every bit of strength he can muster…and finally Latino begins to stop struggling, until he starts to go a bit limp, and Thunderkiss shakes him around once again. Now Latino has stopped moving, and the ref does his job. He raises the arm once…twice…the ref raises Latino’s arm for the third time, and the fans go quiet…is this it? They wait in anticipation, as Thunderkiss waits as well. He gives one final hard squeeze, trying to take out whatever could possibly be left. And then the ref lets go…but the arm doesn’t go down! Latino holds his arm up, and begins to shake it around, and the Latino fans now begin to go wild! Latino begins to try to resist the pressure. He shakes around…and all of a sudden he begins to punch Thunderkiss in the head, with such ferocity that Thunderkiss lets go of the hold! Latino backs up, and then tries to advance forward, but all of a sudden, TK reaches out and grabs Latino around the head with an iron claw!
Thunderkiss squeezes in the claw, before lifting Latino in the air off of his feet! Latino is in pain again, and Thunderkiss shouts out in intensity, obviously sensing that he has stopped Latino’s offense for good, and he walks into the middle of the ring, squeezing. A few seconds go by, as Latino seems have totally stopped, and Thunderkiss squeezes harder. The referee walks over, to see if Latino is going to give up, and the Thunderkiss fans begin to start a chant of “Tap out!” but all of a sudden, Latino knees TK in the head, causing TK to drop him! TK tries to go forward to clothesline him, but a weak Latino moves out of the way, and shoves TK who goes stomach-first into the turnbuckle! Latino takes a second to catch his breath, but then he runs forward and jumps, splashing himself into Thunderkiss who is still leaning stomach first against the turnbuckle! The Latino fans finally are getting what they wanted to see, and they stand up, going wild, as Latino grabs Thunderkiss’s head and begins to ferociously slam it against the turnbuckle, as Thunderkiss is momentarily stunned and unable to counter. Latino then turns TK around, and begins to fire up, punching and punching, as Thunderkiss remains in the turnbuckle. Latino then hits a few quick chops, alternating with punches, and then backs up once again. He runs forward for another running splash, but Thunderkiss grabs him, and begins to lift him up into the air! Latino however, grabs TK around the neck as he is being lifted. And then kicks his legs, managing to swing around the turnbuckle over the top rope, and plant TK with a tornado DDT! TK hits the ground hard, and Latino climbs the turnbuckle! He begins to walk the ropes, and gets to the middle, before catching his balance, and leaping off with a corkscrew moonsault, hitting the Drunk’s Stumble! He goes for the pin…. 1 . . . 2 . . .
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 30, 2007 14:40:36 GMT -5
And TK kicks out! Latino rolls off of him, a bit tired, as he had been hurt, and had just managed to get in that offense through the pain. Latino lies on the ground for a second, but he gets up before Thunderkiss does. He begins to pose to the crowd, obviously happy to be back in the ring on pay-per-view, and he walks around soaking in the cheers. He doesn’t notice Thunderkiss beginning to stand up however. Latino turns around, right into a hard right hand from TK. TK continues to nail a few punches on Latino, and then grabs him, hitting a scoop slam, using his great power to slam Latino down with great force. He points down at him, and stomps on him a couple of times, before lifting Latino off of the ground. Thunderkiss hits another punch, and Latino is being driven back into the corner. Thunderkiss then gets onto the second rope, and begins to start a ten punch on Latino. One…two…three…four…five…six…each shot nailing into Latino…but on the seventh, Latino shows some life, and ducks under the legs of Thunderkiss, and rolls out of the corner! TK turns around, on the second rope, to see Latino charging back towards him, and having nothing else to do, TK jumps off of the second rope and hits an axehandle smash to Latino. The move is effective, and hits its mark perfectly, and TK goes for the pin… 1 . . . 2 . . . Kick out! Latino won’t be stopped that easily! Thunderkiss angrily, lifts Latino off of the ground. He tries to once again lock in that iron claw, but Latino kicks him in the ribs, causing him to stop, there is a brief pause as the two weakened men catch their breath, and then Latino jumps and tries to grab TK for the Switch Blade Cut! TK however, isn’t weak enough for this yet, and he throws Latino off of him. Latino manages to land on his feet, and then Thunderkiss tries to run forward for a clothesline…but Latino ducks, and grabs his arm, before managing to get TK in a backslide pin! 1….2…..and a kick out by TK! TK tries to get to his feet, but Latino bounces off of the ropes behind him, before running back, and while TK is still practically on his knees…Latino hits a bulldog, sending TK back to the ground. Latino gets to his feet, and now it’s HIS turn to begin the stomps on TK, and he is getting them in. Latino then bounces off of the ropes, before sliding in a low dropkick towards TK’s head. He connects, and TK seems to be down for now, causing Latino to go to TK’s legs! The fans cheer, as Latino attempts to lock in his kneeling figure four! TK’s strength and size would normally have stopped this from happening, but he is weak right now, and Latino manages to get the move locked in!
Latino applies pressure, as its TK’s turn to be the one in the submission. The Latino fans are now the ones to chant “Tap out!” as TK yells out in pain. Latino applies as much pressure as he possibly can, and TK is definitely hurting. It seems that he could possibly give up, but he obviously isn’t planning on taking that path. He puts all his energy together, before sitting up, and he manages to hit Latino with a huge punch to the head, causing Latino to weaken the hold, and then Thunderkiss manages to break free. He uses the ropes to help him up, as Latino stands, and then Thunderkiss charges forward, hitting a clothesline, sending Latino back to the ground. TK quickly goes over to him, and lifts him up. He needs to put him down now. He puts him in fireman’s carry position, and transitions that right into a gutbuster. He gets up and walks around the ring, looking to the crowd. Latino is down now. That had to have been his last burst of offense. Thunderkiss goes over, and considers going for the pin…but decides against it, as he wanted to finish him off. He lifts him up once more, and leans the weakened Latino against the ropes. Latino, unable to move because of the damage he’s taken, stays against the ropes. TK begins to shout at him, saying things that are inaudible, before rearing back for the Box Office Smash (Polish Hammer), probably looking to start the five moves of doom. He swings the arm, but all of a sudden Latino ducks! Thunderkiss spins around, RIGHT INTO THE SWITCH BLADE CUT!!!! The Latino fans go WILD!, and Latino weak, rolls over and into the pin… 1 . . . 2 . . . 3!...NO! WAIT! Thunderkiss has his feet on the ropes! The crowd goes wild in a mixed reaction, as Latino looks at Thunderkiss’s foot in a bit of anger and disappointment, as he was sure that he had the victory! Latino rolls off, and tries to stand up, but that took a lot of energy out of him. The two men lie on the ground for a while, both of them trying to get enough energy to stand and fight. Latino makes his way to the turnbuckle, as he uses the ropes to help him up. Thunderkiss begins to stir, and Latino reaches his feet. Latino walks forward, just as Thunderkiss has managed to reach his feet. Latino grabs him, looking for a northern lights suplex, thinking that TK would be weakened enough to be slammed, but that is not the case. Thunderkiss hits a knee to the ribs , and leans against the ropes, before going forward and hitting the Kickstart my Heart! (Heart Punch). Amazingly, despite still recovering from the Switch blade Cut, TK was able to attack. This seems to be his limit however. He once again leans against the ropes, as Latino lies in the ring. TK walks around the ring, his energy pretty much back…and now he looks to see Latino on the ground. TK points to him, and begins to pose to the crowd, and then slowly backs up, bouncing off the ropes! The fans know what’s coming! But unfortunately his posing has taken a long time, and Latino is aware too…and Latino has been also gathering some energy on the ground…Latino knows he needs one more small spurt for this…and as Thunderkiss jumps for his Atomic Leg Drop, Latino moves! Thunderkiss hits the ground hard, and remains in a sitting position, until Latino bounces off the ropes, and hits a front dropkick to TK’s head! TK falls backwards, and lands on his back…and Latino points up! The Latino fans cheer, as Latino begins to climb the turnbuckle!
Latino reaches the top rope, and takes a few seconds. He looks to the crowd, at his fans who are going wild now, and then he takes a second. He stands up, taking in the moment, and then he leaps, going for the frog splash! Perhaps he took too long however. Thunderkiss begins to sit up, and reaches his arms out, catching Latino, before standing on his feet. He stumbles back, but Is able to keep his balance, before lifting Latino up into the air…in Heaven’s Door position! The TK fans go crazy now…TK walks into the middle of the ring, ready to throw Latino straight to hell…but he stops. He was going to destroy him. He walks away from the middle of the ring, and the fans seem initially confused, until they realize where he’s going! He walks to the ropes! He is going to throw Latino out of the ring! He waits for a second, taking his time, but all of a sudden, Latino slips behind him and goes off of his shoulders, and as Thunderkiss turns around, he gets super kicked by Latino, and the move takes him over the ropes, to the outside of the ring! Thunderkiss hits the ground, and gets up…a little disoriented, and as he looks up, he sees Latino soaring over the ropes with a Pitbull’s Pounce! (Suicide Dive through the second ropes). Fortunately for TK, he saw the move coming in time to react, and he sidestepped, and as Latino passed him, he grabbed Latino and flipped him over, so that Latino flew forward a bit more, and landed back first on the steel!
The crowd “ooh’s” at the impact of Latino, and Thunderkiss is loving it. Latino seems to finally be out now…lying on the ground unmoving. And Thunderkiss begins to lift him up, and drag him up the stage! Thunderkiss hits some punches, and brings Latino up the ramp, and then moves over to where there are some cameras…and he drags Latino with him. He begins to use the cables to choke Latino, and all of a sudden…he gets another idea. He begins to use the cables to tie Latino up!...He takes a while to do it, but Latino is totally tied up now, and unable to move…the Latino fans boo, the Thunderkiss fans cheer…but Thunderkiss is now not paying attention to any of this. He begins to punch Latino, who is now defenseless, over and over again…the referee protests, breaking off an advanced 10 count…but Thunderkiss ignores it. Latino is at his seeming mercy now…
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 30, 2007 14:41:12 GMT -5
[Latino is struggling to get himself free and finally manages to do so putting an end to Thunderkiss’ onslaught. As he gets ready to launch a counterstrike, Thunderkiss raises his hand up in an effort to halt the action. Latino, unsure why, plays along ... for now.]
Thunderkiss: You think you have the perfect little wife to fight for Latino? Do you?
[Latino says nothing. He continues to look up at TK with the utmost disdain on his face; his defying silence irritating Thunderkiss to no end.]
Thunderkiss: DO YOU?! Well I have news for you brother! While hubby has been away AK has been yearning to come out to play!
[Finally TK obtains Victor’s utmost attention. In midst of all his rage, his brain gets confused by TK’s carefully placed wording.]
Latino: Huh? What? Mira chico cut the crap and let's finish this!
Thunderkiss *laughing*: That’s right Latino, let your heart blindly lead you like the fool you are. However, I doubt your own eyes would lie to you!
[Thunderkiss points up to the Alpha Tron where an image of himself with a book in his hand now shows. With a devilish grin on his face, he raises the book up and begins reading the following passage from it.]
I dreamed about him again last night.
It’s like a tape looping over and over in my head. All these thoughts, a part of me which I believed I’d buried feels as if it’s trying to claw its way back to the surface. It’s wild, that’s the only word I have to describe it… god, if Victor had the slightest idea… that there is this attraction prickling me all over, like static, pulling me toward my own polar opposite…
No. I have to fight this, the voltage of this situation is already too high. I know all too well how dangerous he is. I should be afraid, and perhaps I am… so how is it possible that I feel both terrified and electrified at the same time?
[And then all is silent. Instead of becoming clearer, the situation has become even more cloudy. Questioning TK’s intent, Latino responds - ]
Latino: Please, that doesn't mean a thing. What the hell are you trying to prove here?
Thunderkiss: Oh, the movie isn’t over yet Victor!
[Latino’s eyes return upwards and watch TK on the big screen once more. As the seconds pass, the larger than life TK closes the book and places its cover directly in front of the camera. It zooms in and the words “Alicia Kitsune” come into view, shocking the crowd and of course, her husband.]
Thunderkiss: That’s right, I’m sure you recognize that book Latino. That is dear AK’s diary, taken directly from your locker room last Monday night! After I knocked you for a loop, I decided to take a closer look around and stumbled upon this little gem!
[Stunned, there are only two little words Latino’s lips can mutter.]
Latino: Mami .... no.
[Elated, there are only two big words TK can exclaim.]
Thunderkiss: ALICIA ... YES!
[Emotions spinning though his head like a tornado, Latino’s mind takes his body directly to Atomic in an act of pure instinct. He completely ignores TK as he races to the back to confront his wife over this stunning revelation, each step his heart pounding through his chest. Back in the arena, TK has now taken control of a microphone and will use it to drive the message home even further to the Laureano family.]
Thunderkiss: Now what do you have to say Latino! I told you that a simpleton like yourself couldn’t keep a woman like AK satisfied! A fire burns insider that only the likes of myself can stroke!
[He steps forward into the camera shot, getting oh so close so he can deliver the knock out punch.]
Thunderkiss: And stroke it .... I WILL!
[FADE]
OOC: Ending match segment credit to TK, Latino and AK.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 30, 2007 14:42:53 GMT -5
OTA Segment: And the hero shall rise. (Credit: Jay Zero) Jay Zero paces back and forth throughout what looks to be the Entourage locker room, tightly gripping his cell phone in hand. He bites his bottom lip, waiting ever-so patiently. [/center] Zero: Come on! Call! [/color] Desperately, Jay pleas for the phone to ring, needing to speak to the mysterious man. He looks distracted from the big picture here tonight which is his match against Jake Cheng. [/center] Zero: Come on! You can hear me I know it! Just call! [/color] He waits longer…and loonger…and loooooonger. But, no phone call from the strange caller. Jay then becomes frustrated, needing answers to his questions. He flips the phone open and goes into his recent calls file. He searches and hunts for the weird number that has been calling him. Finally, he finds it and decides to take the first initiative. [/center] Zero: Fine then. If you don’t want to call me; then I’ll just call you. [/color] He clicks send and the phone begins to ring on the other line. A smile slips onto the young megastar’s face. A few moments later, somebody answers the call. [/center] “Hello, Chicago’s Paradise Day Spa, how may I help you?” Jay hears the voice of a young lady on the other line and is a bit overtaken. He stands in silence with the phone still up to his ear. [/center] “Hello? Hello? “ Zero: Um—yeah. I, I think I may have called the wrong number. Did you say Day Spa? [/color] “Why yes, we’re Chicago’s finest, sir!” Zero: That’s---odd. [/color] “Is there anything I can help you with today?” Zero: Um…no. No, I think I’m good, thank you. [/color] “Alrighty then. Have a nice day!” Zero: You too…[/color] He clicks “end” and hangs up on the peppy lady on the other side of the line. Jay holds his phone down, drooping his shoulders over, somewhat let down. He slowly walks over to the chair and begins to contemplate. [/center] Zero: There’s no way…there’s no way somebodies just been screwing with me! There’s—There’s got to be some explanation –[/color] Rrrrrring. His eyes shoot over to his hand where he holds the phone in his palm. There it is. The same exact number. He shakes his head a bit, very confused and picks it up. [/center] Zero: Yes? [/color] “Oooooh, it appears as if I’ve forgotten to tell you never to call this number.” Zero: What was that Day Spa thing? [/color] “Just the line I’ve been using to contact you through.” Zero: Whatever. Just—help me. [/color] “With what? It looks like you’ve figured everything out and even told the entire world about it. I think you have it all under control now.” Zero: No-No-No! Please! I don’t even have a clue! M-M-Monday night! I swear! I didn’t listen to you, and then BAM, next thing I know I have three referees asking if I’m conscious! [/color] “I warned you Jay.” Zero: I know, I know! Just, please! Help me win tonight. I’ll do whatever it takes to put that scumbag Jake Cheng away for good! [/color] “It’s not just my words that will assist you tonight. You must follow through inside the ring.” Zero: Of course! [/color] “First, wipe out the ones looking to sidetrack you. Before you focus on Jake, take Stan out of the action. He’ll only come back to bite you in the end.” Zero: Mhm. [/color] “Next…keep in mind that Jake has everything on the line here tonight. His title, his reign, his dignity. He’s going to do whatever it takes to walk out with that title, even if it means giving up a personal win.” Zero: Wait….What do you mean? Like, get himself counted out? [/color] “Precisely.” Zero: But Jake’s determined to even out his win loss record, he wouldn’t just sacrifice that! [/color] “Yes, he may be determined to do that, but what he’s more set out to do is win back his record breaking title reign. I’m telling you Jay, Jake is not going to hesitate to do whatever it takes tonight. Do not second-guess what he’ll do; I know what he’ll do. Tonight is your night, Jay. You just need to believe that you can and will pull this win off. Once you begin to believe that you’re the real deal and you realize you’re going to beat Jake, then….and only then will you have the power to fight through it.
Once you believe in it Jay, then the hero shall rise…..” Jay takes a deep breath. Suddenly there is silence from both ends of the phone and it is assumed that the man hung up. Jay closes his phone, bites his lip, and smiles in gratitude. [/center] Zero: No. The Zero will rise. [/color] Jay continues smiling as it appears he has finally begun to believe that he has what it takes to make this night completely his own. Can he do it though?
End.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 30, 2007 14:43:57 GMT -5
Segment: Trouble In Paradise (Credit: Latino/AK)
The scene rapidly switches backstage; a door bursts open as Latino and Alicia are already in the middle of what anyone can guess as a lover's quarrel in more ways than one. Neither person in this relationship has their usual smiles. Alicia turns around as Latino throws the door shut. Alicia tries to speak but Latino quickly interrupts, cutting off before she can get a word out.
Latino: Cállate la boca!! I don't even want to hear it. I can't believe this. I can't believe after...what two years that we are back in this situation?! Huh.
Alicia: Victor, just le-
Latino: No. I don't want to hear it at all. You know I made my mistakes and so did you but we got through it. We promised one another that we wouldn't tread back into these waters again. I put my trust into you just as you did. I put myself out there on the limb and....and I get this in return?
Latino starts walking around the room and holds himself back from letting his temper reach past its boiling point. Alicia once again tries to plead her case but Latino is quick again to cut off his wife.
Alicia: Victor, I didn't mean fo-
Latino: I said no Alicia! Mira, I stopped all that fucking shit years ago when I learned my lesson and what happened? This. All of this.
Latino turns around and puts his hands up against the wall as he leans against it. For once in the last few minutes the room is quiet and silence now invades the room. Alicia stares at her husband and for some reason she cannot speak. She knows that she has to try and explain what’s been going on in her head, but the shock of having her innermost secrets exposed so brutally has rendered her unable to find the words to soothe her own husband, much less the whole world.
Seconds pass on as Latino finally turns around to face his one love in this world. He tries to say something but at first no words utter out. He pauses and then tries once again this time with more success...
Latino: You know...when I was forced into retirement the last thing that I thought was that you would do this behind my back. I worked hard to come back and for what....for this? I came back for you.....for us...........
Latino pauses again and this time motions to speak but she is stopped once more.
Latino: No, that's fine. I don't need to any of it. You know what........gracias and adios.
The door opens and slams closed just as quickly. Alicia is left alone in the room alone. She's been in this situation before, but it certainly never gets any easier for either of them.
Shock is quickly being replaced by anger; she starts to feel heat under her skin – how could TK stoop so low, to thieve her diary and take one single section out of context? She’s damned if she’s going to let him continue with his charade.
She leaves the room almost as fast as her husband, heading in the opposite direction.
*fade*
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 30, 2007 14:44:39 GMT -5
Match 6: ACW Light-Heavyweight Title Match Jake Cheng vs. Jay Zero (Credit: Thunderkiss) ..::EotR::.. LIGHT HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE MATCH: ZERO VS. CHENG ..::2007::..
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Jay Zero Age: 25 Height: 5'10" Weight: 195 lbs. Hometown: Portland, Maine
Jake Cheng (Champion) Age: 23 Height: 5'8" Weight: 200 lbs. Hometown: Hong Kong, China “Unbroken [Hotel Baby]” by Monster Magnet hits the sound system. The lights dim as electric blue and white spotlights shine through the arena giving the arena a very flashy look. Jay then steps out onto the stage wearing white and black boas. While strutting himself down the ramp way, he’ll occasionally stop to say hello to the fine looking ladies in the front row, even kissing their hands from time to time. He then slides under the bottom rope into the ring and climbs up onto the ropes, bouncing up and down while posing for the crowd.
“4 Words (To Choke Upon)” by Bullet For My Valentine hits the sound system, riling up the fans. They send their boos towards Jake Cheng, who is making his way out from the entranceway down the ramp. He brushes them off as if they didn’t exist and then hops over the top rope into the ring where he raises both arms in the air as a show of protest toward these fans.
He then finally turns his attention over to Zero, who is waiting for him in the middle of the ring. He walks over to him, patting the Light Heavyweight Title with each step. The ref takes the belt from him and raises it into the air, making the fans pop for the upcoming contest! When all is ready the ref signals for the bell and we get an unexpected clean start to the match!~!~DING,DING,DING~!~ Zero and Cheng lock up in the middle of the ring. Cheng slips out of the grapple and then leaps up with a standing dropkick! Zero bats him away and Cheng lands on his knees! Zero fires off a spin kick but its blocked by Cheng and he counters with a leg sweep! Zero counters by leaping over it and firing another kick into Cheng’s face! Now Cheng with ANOTHER block and he leaps up with a flip kick that Zero steps back and avoids! Both men are now standing and cannot believe this craziness! Fans *chanting*: THIS - IS - AWESOME! Clap,Clap Clap,Clap,Clap THIS - IS - AWESOME! Clap,Clap Clap,Clap,ClapIndeed it is! Two small tiny men are flipping all over the ring and I’m so excited to be writing it! Anyway... Zero hits the ropes and bounces off, shooting back hard with a body block! Cheng falls and hits the mat and Zero steps right over him! Cheng quickly leaps up and catches Zero on the way back with a hip toss, but Zero uses his own momentum to flip onto his feet instead of his back! He counters with a swing kick but Cheng ducks under and fires off with a short spear as his counter! Zero side steps and Cheng hits nothing but air! As soon as he turns around, he sees Zero coming at him hard with a back elbow! He holds his hands up to block the elbow and then extends his leg for a sweep with is easy leaped over by the challenger! Fans *chanting*: THIS - IS - AWESOME! Clap,Clap Clap,Clap,Clap THIS - IS - AWESOME! Clap,Clap Clap,Clap,Clap“Fast” Eddie Edison: When is somebody going to finally connect with a move?!!? This has been an awesome display of counters! Edison wont have to wait long because all it takes is a simple strike by Cheng to get things going. Taking Zero off guard with his speed, he nails Jay with a stiff right hand and that opens Zero right up for a running kneelift! Jay hits the mat and quickly leaps up, but not before Cheng can hook his head and drop him straight into the mat with an impact Evenflow DDT! Zero stays down for a bit and Cheng leaps up to the second rope and flips off with a leg drop! He nails Zero right across the neck and then picks him up to continue his assault! He grabs Jay by his hair and Irish Whips him into the nearest ropes. Jay stumbles through them awkwardly and becomes entangled! As soon as Cheng sees this, he begins to fire down rapid right hands into his head! Maxwell McNally: Jay Zero has seemed to have caught himself up in the ropes. The ref tries to get Cheng to break but the champion refuses! He continues to nail Zero with stiff hands so much so that the challenger becomes busted open! We all know that Zero has had his fair share of lacerations within the past few months and leave it to Cheng to reopen old wounds! Finally the ref steps right into the furry and pushes Cheng away! He frees Zero who stumbles down to a knee and then quickly rises, only to be busted into the chops with a flying dropkick! Zero falls right over the top rope and lands hard on the floor! Cheng instantly hits the ringpost and positions himself up for a big time leap! He jumps off and crashes his entire body down against Zero’s ... knocking more pain into him! Not even remotely finished, Cheng picks Zero up for some more but Zero has had enough! As Jake goes to whip him into the steel ring post, Zero puts on the breaks and counters! He sends Jake flying into the ringpost instead and the head of the Champion gets up close and personal with the hard, cold metal! “Fast” Eddie Edison: That’s going to leave a mark! Zero grabs Cheng and quickly rolls him back into the ring! Now its Zero turn to show off the high flying moves. He leaps up onto the top rope and waits for Cheng to get up onto his feet. As soon as he does, Zero leaps off with a FLYING HURRICANERANA that hits PERFECTLY! Jake’s head gets send straight into the mat and Zero with a cover! ONE!
TWO!!
TH ..... KICK OUT!!!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 30, 2007 14:45:27 GMT -5
Zero only gets two and continues on. He sends his foot into Jake’s head a few times and then picks him up onto his feet! He gives Cheng a few chops but then Cheng comes alive. He nails Zero with a backwards kick stunning him, and then takes him down to the mat with an Inverted Unprettier! Seeing an opportunity, Zero leaps up to the top rope and jumps off with a LAST RESORT! He nails it and combos with a series of snap suplexes as soon as Zero gets back onto his feet! Zero finds himself in even more trouble for as he tries to get back into it, Cheng hits the 2nd rope and leaps off with a Springboard Missile Dropkick! Cheng now with a cover! ONE!
TWO!!
THRE ..... KICK OUT!!! Cheng only gets two, but before he can rise back up, he finds himself in a bit of a bind! Zero reaches up and hooks his body and twists him back down to the mat! Within a matter of seconds, Zero locks him in the BLINDED FAITH! Cheng is caught right in the middle of the ring! Maxwell McNally: That came virtually out of nowhere! “Fast” Eddie Edison: Now lets see if the Champion can rise to the occasion! Cheng is going to try to do exactly that but it wont be easy! He struggles trying to break free but Zero has the hold locked on good. He rocks his body to the right and left quickly, and while that does throw Zero off balance, he quickly readjusts! It looks like the only way out of this is to use his back feet to inch himself to the ropes, and trust me, its going to be a long crawl. It takes Cheng almost two minutes to get close enough to reach for the ropes. As he extends his hand, Zero reaches down to grab it back but that allows Cheng to break free! Jake hits the bottom rope and kicks his way right off of Zero! He fires back by sending his two feet into Zero’s mouth! Rocking him good! Zero fights the pain off and comes back at the rising Cheng with THE HEAD BUTT! Cheng is impacted greatly by this and Zero seizes the opportunity! ONE!
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THR ..... KICK OUT!!! Maxwell McNally: What resiliency by the Champion! Indeed! Cheng reaches up and grabs Zero by his arm and slaps on the CHOP SUEY! Zero gets twisted around like a fly in a spider’s web and Jake combos with a FLASH KICK! Zero gets nailed HARD and falls down to the mat! As soon as he rises to his knees ... in comes Jake with a SHADES OF HELMS! Zero is getting blasted like a pinball and that may be just enough to set him up for a FINAL CHAPTER! Cheng sets up for it and misses by a shade as his just catches the side of Zero’s neck! Will this be enough to capture the win anyway?! ONE!
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THRE ..... KICK OUT!!! NO! IT IS NOT! Jay Zero still has life and Cheng cannot believe the previous onslaught wasn’t enough to keep him down! Zero stumbles to his feet and Cheng kicks him right back down with a simple foot strike. Zero falls back into the corner and Cheng leaps in for a BRONCO BUSTER! He smashes his body into Zero’s repeatedly and now he goes to end it once again! He drags Zero into the middle of the ring and sets up for the ... BULLET WITH BUTTERFLY WINGS! Cheng sets up and launches off with the big time Phoneix Splash but Zero puts his knees up at the last second and knocks the wind right out of Cheng! “Fast” Eddie Edison: My God! He about drove those knees directly through the heart of Jake Cheng! Maxwell McNally: A sure fired win has just turned into a disaster by Cheng! Look at him Eddie, he is thriving in pain! “Fast” Eddie Edison: And Zero sees it! He’s going for the cover! ONE!
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THREe ..... KICK OUT!!! Crowd: OHHHHHHHHHHHH! It doesn’t get any closer than THAT folks and Jake Cheng knows it! He sucks air back into him as fast as he can but Zero is already on top of him and hooks him up with a ZERO DARKNESS! OH MY GAWD, HE IS TRYING TO END IT ALL RIGHT HERE! HE STARTS RUNNING BUT CHENG SAYS NO WAY! HE ROLLS OFF OF ZERO’S GRIP AND LANDS ON HIS FEET! SURPRISED, ZERO CAN ONLY TURN AROUND AND MEET THE FLYING FOOT OF JAKE CHENG!“Fast” Eddie Edison: SECOND HEARTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTBEAT! Zero is lightning quick and somehow manages to drop his body down just in the nick of time! The Second Heartbeat sails right by him and manages to connect ... with the REFEREE! Maxwell McNally: The referee just got blasted! Cheng looks on in shock as he realizes what he has done and Zero capitalizes! HE LOW BLOWS THE CHAMPION SENDING HIM DOWN LIKE A SACK FULL OF BRICKS! Zero contemplates his next move when Stan, who has been standing on the outside, makes a move towards the timekeeper’s table! He grabs the Light Heavyweight Title off of its top and slides out of the ring. Maxwell McNally: It appears that Stan want’s to put the finishing touches on Cheng himself. “Fast” Eddie Edison: And why not! Zero catches Stan out of the corner of his eye and quickly turns to him. Stan asks Zero if he can lower the boom on his former friend and Zero has no problems with it whatsoever! As Jay walks away ... Stan takes the belt and .. CRANKS HIM IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD WITH IT! Maxwell McNally: What? “Fast” Eddie Edison: It looks like Zero got taken for a ride! Stan begins to laugh as he quickly discards the belt! He puts Cheng on top of Jay and then leaves the ring where he awaits for the referee to awaken. He’s in for a long wait considering his jaw was almost knocked clean off by the 2nd Heartbeat and is instead replaced by a new referee! As soon as our 2nd Zebra slides into the ring, he makes the count! ONE!
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THREE!!! EMPEROR OF THE RING WINNER & STILL ACW LIGHT HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION: JAKE CHENG!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 30, 2007 14:45:57 GMT -5
Cheng is instantly picked up by Stan who made a beeline back into the ring! He raises Cheng up onto his feet and both men give each other a big time man hug! Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! “Fast” Eddie Edison: I can’t believe that these two men were able to work over Jay Zero like that! Maxwell McNally: A master plan has been perfectly executed here tonight. Or has it? From the back comes the Chairman with a microphone in hand. A buzz comes from the crowd as they realize what’s going on. Unfortunately for Cheng and Stan, they don’t have a clue what’s going on, and if they did, they would already be filing a protest. Chairman Gingerdude: Excuse me! Suddenly, Jake and Stan turn around surprised upon hearing the Chairman’s voice. Chairman Gingerdude: Our fans came here tonight to see two of the top two light heavyweights put on classic match and instead were treated to your Shenanigans Jake Cheng! Well, I am not going to allow you to flush all these people’s hard earned money down the toilet! I ORDER THIS MATCH TO BE RESTARTED! Jake Cheng: WHAT? Stan: YOU CAN’T DO THAT! Oh, indeed he can ... and the referee begins the match anew! ~!~DING,DING,DING~!~ Cheng and Stan cannot believe it and are on the verge of walking out of the ring after this decision has been laid down! Unfortunately for them, they won’t get the chance! Zero has now fully recovered while they have been interacting with the Chairman! Zero leaps up and takes Stan right out of the ring with a leaping dropkick! Jake’s face turns red as he watches Stan sail over the top rope! He spins around to take Zero down with a running clothesline, but overshoots in his anger! From behind ZERO SLAPS ON THE ZERO CHANCE! But instead of choking him out with it, Zero pushes Cheng back with it until his shoulders are touching the mat! The leaps down and makes the count! ONE!
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THREE!!! EMPEROR OF THE RING WINNER & NEW ACW LIGHT HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION: JAY ZERO! Zero gets his hand raised and the crowd pops for the new champion! He is handed the belt by the ref and instantly clutches it in his hands. Outside, Stan tries to leap back into the ring and realizes it’s too late as he watches Cheng leap up and start screaming bloody murder! Maxwell McNally: I have NEVER seen a Dragon Sleeper used like that before! “Fast” Eddie Edison: Nor have I Maxwell! Maxwell McNally: I think it goes without saying that Cheng is one of the greatest Light Heavyweight Champions this sport has ever seen. Tonight simply was not his night, and tonight a new star shines among our ranks! Cheng continues to protest, but the referee waves him away, and Zero wears the biggest grin of the evening so far as he holds up the belt to the crowd. Fade to the break.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Sept 30, 2007 14:46:39 GMT -5
Segment “She Loves Me, She Loves Me Not” (Credit: AK & T-Kiss) [Overjoyed. That’s the word of the night for Thunderkiss. Moments ago, he launched his first strike in many to come against the sacred union of Alicia and Victor Laureano. Saying it was successful is putting it mildly as the gossip is already spreading of Latino’s confrontation with his wife. However, the mightier the attack, the mightier the backlash. They say hell has no fury like a woman, period. I say they are right.] ~!~CRASH~!~ [ ... Is the sound that beckons his eyes upwards at his now open locker room door. The intruder is Alicia Laureano; she stands in the doorway, eyes boring a hole through his temple.] Thunderkiss: Haven’t you ever heard of knocking?! [Alicia doesn’t answer his question. His words do not even register with her as she has only one intent: to teach him a lesson for invading her privacy. With her palm out, she strides across the room right up to Thunderkiss, brings her hand directly across his face and strikes it. If you told TK a month ago that AK would lay her hands on him twice in a span of four weeks he would have been elated and perhaps in disbelief. Unfortunately for him, this is not what he had in mind.] ~!~SLAP~!~ Thunderkiss: You know, THAT is getting a little old.Alicia: Scrap the wisecracks, Kiss. You’ve shown that you have no respect for the privacy of either my husband or myself, so I refuse to extend any such courtesies of behaviour in your direction. Stealing my most private possession? How could you?! Thunderkiss: The question is babe, how could I NOT!?! Why do you keep denying your true feelings Alicia? You deserve so much better ...[Extending his hand, Thunderkiss begins to put his patented “index finger down the cheek” move on AK. Not wanting to play, AK pushes his hand away sharply. She’s never been the type to screech; instead, her voice is perilously quiet.] Alicia: Don’t touch me, I’m in no mood to be toyed with like another one of your sluts. [TK’s expression flashes with momentary anger, but he maintains his cool, doing his best to sound sympathetic.] Thunderkiss: I know this whole ordeal must be tough for you. Maybe even confusing. I am here for you Alicia, to help you through this confusion so that we may finally celebrate our love together.Alicia snorts loudly and harshly.Alicia: Celebrate our love? Pigs will require air traffic control before such at thing ever happens! You’re seriously deluded. Deluded, perhaps, but robustly so. TK grins.Thunderkiss: I know you want to climb on top of Mount Olympus! Come on .... just take one look.[Thunderkiss reaches down and begins to unzip his pants. Since he’s fumbling with his crotch, TK misses the fact that Alicia has developed a small but noticeable facial tic – and if there’s one thing you never, ever do, it’s advertise your weakest spot to a severely hacked off woman, and Alicia explodes upon the Worldbreaker like a time bomb. Her fury completely takes the big man off his feet and propels him through the air, a feat only rendered possible by the loss of all normal physical safeguards, such is Alicia’s rage. Thunderkiss’ fall is broken by the table behind him, sending a loud cracking sound echoing throughout the room upon impact. Shaken, he pulls himself up and wipes away a trickle of blood that flows from his mouth. His eyes lock with hers, and with a look of frustration and regret, he delivers the following warning.] Thunderkiss: Let me give you a bit of a warning my dear, though I realize you are going through a hard time now, don’t wear down my patience with you. [Alicia doesn’t take her eyes off of TK; instead of backing off at his threat, she moves closer, seething with anger which she’s only just managed to slap a lid back on.] Alicia: In case you failed to understand me, peabrain, you’ve already exhausted my patience with you. You don’t frighten me, and I’m sure as hell not attracted to you, make no mistake about that. So for your own good, let’s not have a repeat of any of tonight’s bullshit. And that’s all there is to it. [As she walks away, Thunderkiss focuses in on her long, rich red hair that glides behind her like a sea of fire. Entranced by it, his mouth blurts the only question currently on his mind.] Thunderkiss: HEY AK![She stops in her tracks but refuses to turn around. At this point, the mere sight of him makes her stomach turn and she cannot bear another glance.] Thunderkiss: Does the curtain match the drapes?! *laughter* [Practically shaking with rage, Alicia stomps out, slamming the door without another word. TK just laughs all the harder… his “therapeutic endeavors” have only just begun.] [FADE]
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