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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 26, 2008 15:37:34 GMT -5
Time for War Jay Zero [/color][/size][/center] As we cut in from our last shot here at Ragnarok 2008, we fade into the backstage scene where we immediately find the Light Heavyweight Champion, Jay Zero standing in front of a metal display with an ACW logo in the background. After a few moments pass, Jay Zero takes the spotlight. [/center] Jay Zero: In T-minus one hour and thirty or so minutes, it will be time for the two major forces in ACW today to enter each others stomping grounds and be locked inside a steel cage to fight for the ultimate bragging rights! In nearly two hours, it will be time for Entourage and the Senatorial Stable to enter the official state of WAR! There is a pop from the crowd that's heard all the way backstage. [/center] Jay Zero: So d'ya know what that means?! Hmm? He pauses as if he is waiting for an answer, but then quickly starts up again. [/center] Jay Zero: Wait! No! Let ME tell YOU. What this means is that soon enough, the mindless drones named Jason Freeman, Jonny Hughes, and Ricky Falconey will follow their "Queen Bee" Senator Steve Phillips to the ring and patiently wait for their end to come!
-- Because right when that music hits, and right when those guitars begin to rip their power cords the Senatorial Stable will know that they only have a matter of time to breathe! They'll know that they only have a short amount of time to re-think their decisions in life where they begin to question if they stepped down the wrong path!
Right when Jay Zero steps out onto the stage and that blue spotlight hits him, the THOUSANDS! of fans in attendance will ALL scream his name, and the heart of each and every one of those Senatorial Scumbags will skip a beat or two in the name of fear!
He stops and laughs before fixing his hair and becoming even more "camera friendly." He then re-adjusts his title over his left shoulder. [/center] Jay Zero: And for those of you who are sitting there all stuck up and smug, claiming that I'm a dreamer---Just take a look at my track record! It's all set in the books! My last three wins consist of the "Perfect Ten" Jay Zero beating down THREE Senatorial Scumbags!
January Third! Ricky Falcon dared to take me on in a Stable Lumberjack Match for my title! Pfft! BOOM! Zero Darkness and it's DONE!
January Tenth! Jason Freeman. 'Nuff said! BOOM! Zero Darkness, and another one is DONE!
January Twenty-First! The Fallen Souls! F-S-X! He wanted to take my precious Light Heavyweight title too! Heh---I think you know where this one's going! BOOM! Zero-friggin'-Darkness through a table, and THAT. IS. DONE!
Fact of the matter is, I've beaten nearly every member of the Senatorial Stable at least once in my career in ACW. The World Champ? Beat him! Steve Phillips? Nearly broke his neck! Freeman? ATLEAST twice! Ricky Falconey? Same fate as Freeman! FSX--you already heard the tale of his heartbreak! And finally---Jonny Hughes!
Jonny, you've been lucky enough to slip my grasp! You are the ONLY member to never have had a singles competition with yours truly.
So tonight---watch your back, and even more importantly, I'd watch your neck if I were you because I have a feeling that the Light Heavyweight Champion, Jay Zero is gonna be gunnin' for you! Jay chuckles and then realizes he has to continue what he was previously talking about. [/center] Jay Zero: --So like I was saying, the fact of the matter is no matter who you throw into a cage with me, and no matter how many people you have in there, you will NEVER....NEVER! NEVER, EVER! take down Entourage!
I for one shall stand tall all night long and I sure as hell know my boys will too. Y'know why? Because once we gear up and head to that ring, the adrenaline is going to rush through our bodies, and we will smell the cologne of fear that the Senatorial Stable wears! As long as Jay Zero is around, Entourage is going to stand strong and we are going to rip through you like a pack of wild coyotes!
---Because we are NOT an army of one!
. . . .We are an Army of ZERO! He flashes a cocky smile at the camera to seal his emotions. Has Jay sent an official warning to the Senatorial Stable? We'll just have to wait and see----Wargames is later on tonight.
Fade out. [/center]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 26, 2008 15:38:13 GMT -5
Match 2: Demon Inc. vs. The Southern Smashers (Credit: Hitman)
As we fade in, we see the Southern Smashers already in the ring. Their music fades out and the sounds of "The Lost Vikings" hits the arena. The crowd begins to cheer as Demon Inc begins to make their way down to the ring.
Philip: "The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Maple Creek, Saskatchewan, Canada, at a combined weight of 505 lbs, they are Ken Dante and Punished Fox, Demon Inc! And in the ring, from Richmond, Virginia, at a combined weight of 455 lbs, they are Evan Dixon and Rich Richardson, The Southern Smashers!"
Ken points to the Southern Smashers as Fox is the first to enter the ring. Evan and Rich are already on the move as they pounce on Fox and begin to club on him with forearms.
Bell rings.
Ken then enters the ring and takes down Rich with a lunging clothesline. Evan is then picked up and then dragged in and hit with the Pinch Harmonic (pump handle slam). Fox is then helped up by Ken, who heads back to his corner. Rich is then escorted to his corner as Evan is seen sitting down in one of the corners. Fox points to him, which gets some cheers, before backing up and charging towards Evan. He leaps onto Evan and begins hitting the Double Bass Kick series, finishing with a rope-grab dropkick. All the air is driven out of Evan, who is then dragged to the center. Fox covers him but only gets a two count.
Fox then picks up Evan and tags in Ken, who then joins his partner in the ring. They whip Evan off the ropes but Rich sneaks in a blind tag. That doesn't stop Evan from taking a double clothesline but Rich enters the ring, nonetheless. He tries to finish off the match early with the Southern Cross but Ken holds his ground. Fox then grabs Rich's feet and throws him onto the ground, causing him to land in front of Ken. Unfortunately, it's in the back suplex position and Fox assists Ken in hitting the Demon Drop. Ken covers Rich while Fox dropkicks a charging Evan. The ref counts the 1-2-3.
Bell rings.
Philip: "Your winners, Demon Inc!"
The crowd is a little surprised as to how long the match went as Ken and Fox raise their arms in victory. They laugh at the Southern Smashers before taking their leave. As they do, Charlotte approaches them on the ramp.
Charlotte: "Guys, congratulations on winning your PPV debut. Were you surprised as to how fast it went?"
Ken: "Nah, we just wanted to finish it quickly because some people in the back wanted us to hurry up."
Fox: "Translation: The first match went a little overtime so we decided to speed it up for the sake of the PPV. It's a great card tonight and I personally look forward to seeing Alex Richmond getting his ass kicked tonight. And now we're off. Zing!"
Fox then snaps his fingers and begins to make his way to the back. Ken follows but not before pointing to a couple of fans.
Fade.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 26, 2008 15:38:41 GMT -5
Segment:A match on the PPV but not for the title!? (Credit: The Libertines)
The Libertines comes on the screen looking really pissed. Wearing his trademark number 78 t-shirt with 3 match winning streak on the back. Looking at the camera next then he smiles his evil libertines smile.
The Libertines: Well ACW did it again. They fucked me over again. It’s funny I mean not once but twice they made The Libertines have the opening match in the card, and now this. A match against Jon Taylor. The Libertines didn’t even know who Jon Taylor was, and he dared to step in to the ring or also known as the squared circle with The Libertines. I mean is this guy out of his mind. The Libertines made BK London become a shell of his formal self and made Jin die made Silencio tap like a bitch. I mean what else does The Libertins got to do to get some respect. The Libertines should be going for the heavy weight title already, but no The Libertines is stuck facing Taylor, The International champion, so I was kind of glad when I heard the news but guess what it’s not for the title. I mean Taylor knows he will lose to me in fact scratch that. Tap to me so I guess it was smart of him to not put his title on the line, but also guess what I just heard right now……
Pauses for a bit to calm his rage down
The Libertines: Now The Libertines is hearing the news that Jin and Silencio has a higher match then me on the card what in the hell is wrong with ACW. It’s like they want me to leave or something. I mean even BK "The Bitch" London has a higher match on the card then me, but you know what? I’m out. Why? Because I’m cool like that.
The libertines walks out of the screen and in the back round lays a big four showing the fact he thinks he will get his fourth straight win. Today versus Jon…
Fade.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 26, 2008 15:39:19 GMT -5
Match 3: Jon Taylor vs. The Libertines (Credit: Adrian Flamingo)
As the scene opens, the camera cuts to the broadcast booth where Edison and McNally are wearing their Sunday best and are particularly well groomed. A loud “ACW” chant fills the arena as Edison pulled his headset down off of his ears and turned to his broadcast partner.
Edison: What a fantastic night it’s turned out so far and it’s only going to get better!
McNally: Of course it’s going to, Eddie; this is Alpha Championship Wrestling we’re talking about here! Our fans have come to expect a high quality of wrestling from us and I’m glad to say that we have never let them down.
Just as McNally finished saying that “Bad Company” by Bad Company blares over the PA as a collective groan fills the arena.
Edison: Perhaps you spoke too soon…
The cameras cut to the top of the entrance ramp where “Miraculous” Mickey Flamingo shot out from behind the curtain like a cannonball. After pausing a moment to welcome the “appreciation” of the fans at ringside, Mickey strutted down the ramp and around the ring as Phillip Jones stepped into the ring.
McNally: Now fans, we have no clue why Mickey Flamingo is out here right now. This match-up is supposed to be International Champion Jon Taylor against the Libertines in a non-title bout.
Edison: Well, maybe Mickey is coming out to cut an in-ring interview before his match?
However, Mickey was heading to the broadcast booth and not the ring. After taking a seat besides Edison, Mickey quickly snatched away his headset. Before Edison could object, Mickey pointed at him with a rather intimidating index finger.
Mickey: Yew shut yer mouth, boy!
McNally: Mickey, don’t you have a match to prepare for?
Mickey: MacNally, I don’t need to prepare for that match. Back when I wuz a barroom brawler all I needed to prepare for a fite was a marteeni and some party liqer, an’ I’m alreedy part-ways through a bottle of Jack.
McNally: Well, Mickey, I’m not a wrestler but I think a match with BK London should require more preparation than a couple of stiff drinks. That’s beside the point, why are you even out here?
Mickey: Week-in an’ Week-out I lissen to this hogwarsh yew boys call commentery and I’m out heere ta show yew boys how it’s done. Before McNally can say anything else, however, "Delivery" by the Babyshambles blasts over the PA and the arena erupts into an opus of boos.
Phillip Jones: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match will be for one fall and has a 20-minute time limit. Introducing first, weighing in at 236 lbs and coming to us here tonight from the city of London in Merry Ol’ England… LIBERTINEEEEEEES!
The camera cut to the entrance way as Libertines strolls out from behind the black curtain and smirks at the fans in attendance before making his way down the ramp.
Mickey: Now I can tell ya right now, MacNally, I like this kid! Thar’s sumthin about him that screams “superstar!”
McNally: Well, superstar or not, Libertines has been walking with a little more swagger in his steps these days since pinning BK London with a little help from your nephew.
Mickey: Hey, a pin is a pin, MacNally, and win/loss recerds don’t got descreptions in ‘em. Libertines has got a win against that low-life BK Londun and that’s that.
Libertines stepped in between the ropes and casually lounged against the ropes as “Numb” by Linkin Park which causes the crowd to explode in cheers.
Phillip Jones: His opponent, weighing in today at 238lbs and coming to us from Louisville, Kentucky… he is the reigning and defending ACW International Champion… “Mr. Wrestling” JON TAYLOOOOOOR!
Taylor exploded through the black curtain with his fist pumped up in the air and the International title strapped proudly around his waist. His steps down the ring are quick and confident as his eyes focus on the ring, but he slaps a few hands on his way down the ramp out of respect for the fans at ringside. After a short job up the ring steps, Taylor removes his belt and holds it up for the fans after stepping through the ropes. Libertines and Taylor lock eyes, but their reactions couldn’t be anymore different. Taylor was incredibly confident and determined, whereas Libertines was a little more lax and amused. After handing his title to Jones as he stepped out of the ring, referee Joey Reynolds called for the bell.
McNally: Well, Mickey, you were oddly quiet during Jon Taylor’s introduction, any particular reason?
Mickey: Yew know damn well why I wuz quiet, that little ham-en-egger stole my nephew’s title! He and that joke of a Senertor pulled a fast one on AC-dubya management an’ Addie wuz the victim.
McNally: You can’t deny Mr. Wrestling’s talents, Mickey, he has been a fighting champion during his reign thus far and he carries that title with pride. He’s also no slouch in the ring…
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 26, 2008 15:40:06 GMT -5
Match Beginning: As the bell is called, Taylor and Libertines lock up with no man getting the advantage at first. Both men are evenly matched in the size and weight department and both are experienced technical wrestlers. Slowly, Taylor begins to gain ground as he isolates Libertines left arm with an arm wrench and quickly turns it into a hammerlock. Libertines winces as Taylor twists his arm behind his back but quickly ducks down, turns, and applies a similar arm wrench to Taylor. Taylor shares a similar wince that Libertines once had, but rolls forward, kips up, and slaps Libertines’ hands to break the wrench. Before Libertines can process what had just happened, Taylor “gently” taps him with a quick enzuguri which rocks Libertines. Staying on the attack, Taylor quickly isolates Libertines left arm again by applying an armbar. Libertines, however, prefers his rotator cuff in tact and tries to make his way to his feet. He gets about as far as his knees before Taylor stands up and applies the armbar with an evener higher leverage by bracing Libertines’ wrist on his shoulder and leaning forward with both of his hands pressing down on Libertines’ shoulder blade. Reynolds drops to a knee to ask Libertines if he still wanted in. Libertines attempted to reach out for the rope with his other hand, but quickly realized that doing so would cause him to lose his base and send him chest first to mat, putting him in the same position he was in earlier. However, the proverbial lightbulb clicked in Libertines head and he quickly rolled his body in the direction of Taylor’s pressure and rolled him up with a quick small package that scored him a quick 2-count. Taylor quickly stood up and Libertines rolled to a knee and gestured to Taylor just how close he came to being another mark in Libertines’ win record.
Mickey: See, rite thar, Libertines showed jest how being mentally two-moves ahead of yer opponent can make all the difference. Jest like Addie would say, fite smart, not hard!
McNally: I’m not too sure Libertines came out of that exchange 100%, Mickey. An armbar may seem like an unimpressive move, but until you’ve been in it, you can’t possibly understand how painful it is. Jon Taylor had Libertines’ arm bending in a way it wasn’t supposed to bend and, rest assured, Libertines’ arm won’t be as strong as it would’ve been before that hold.
Match Midpoint: During the midpoint of the match, Libertines continued to show that he could hang with the International Champion by showcasing some of his more high-flying moves and supplying counters for Taylor’s DDT, High Angle Back Suplex, and Brainbuster. Libertines had obviously done his homework on the champ. After a successful tilt-a-whirl backbreaker Libertines was quick to stand Taylor back up and send him into the ropes, as Taylor rebound Libertines laid him out with his spin-out spinebuster. Libertines goes for a lackadaisical pin by putting one hand firmly on the champ’s chest and held the other hand up in the air in victory, but Reynolds only got to two before Taylor shoved Libertines hand off. Libertines, naturally, responded by placing both his hands down on Taylor’s throat and counting along with Reynolds as he counted for Libertines to break the choke.
McNally: Libertines with a VERY illegal choke right in front of Referee Reynolds!
Mickey: Hey, now, it’s only allegal if he keeps the choke applied after tha five-count!
The crowd started clapping their hands for Taylor, trying to pump the International Champion up, and it was working! As the cameras focused in on the down Taylor, a new form of intensity was burning in his eyes. Libertines, preoccupied by giggling at Reynolds’ warnings picked up Taylor by the neck unaware of the angry giant he had just awakened. After backing Taylor into a corner, Libertines unleashed a knife-edge chop that made Taylor wince. Then another… and another… until the last one which Taylor responded by glaring at Libertines. Libertines, with a hint of fear in his own eyes, attempted another chop that was met with no reaction. He went for another, but was rocked with a forearm strike so hard that the people in the nosebleed section heard the contact. As Libertines backed away clutching his jaw, Taylor was quick to respond with a snap suplex and as Libertines went to stand, Taylor came off of the ropes and slammed his knee into the side of Libertines’ face with a potential knock-out blow.
McNally: JEEZE! Taylor just kneed Libertines into next week!
Mickey: Joey Reynolds should stop the match RITE now and check Tayler’s kneepad. That boy has gotta be packin’ something allegal in thar!
Taylor wasted no-time and stayed on the attack as he lifted the practically dead body of Libertines into the air in his patented delayed vertical suplex. Count along everyone! 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9… 15, 16, 17, 18… 22, 23, 24, 25… 36, 37, 38, 39, 40! After well over half of a minute of holding Libertines up vertically, Taylor sent Libertines crashing to the ground with the second half of the vertical suplex. The crowd was stunned by the impressive physical feat of the International Champ as he hooked Libertines’ leg for the pin. 1… 2… 2 ½… the ever resilient Libertines had enough to kick out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 26, 2008 15:41:17 GMT -5
Match Ending: Taylor stuck to what he was known for and continued to wear down Libertines’ neck and back with body scissors, brain busters, and a swinging neckbreaker, but Libertines wouldn’t stay down. After a quick thumb to the eye and an impressive shining enzuguri, momentum was back in the favor of Libertines. After failing to pin Taylor with a sit-out facebuster and a Big Ben Bomb, Libertines was close to tearing his hair out in frustration. After standing Taylor up and working him into the corner, Libertines attempted to hang him in the tree of woe, but his left arm that Taylor worked in the opening minutes of the match proved to be his downfall. After one more failed attempt to lift the champ, Taylor shoved Libertines back and floored him with a picturesque standing dropkick. However, there was a moment of hesitation coming from the weakened champ as he quickly stared at the slowly recovering Libertines and the corner turnbuckle.
McNally: He can’t be thinking what I think he is. The sky is foreign territory for Jon Taylor!
Sure enough, Taylor was thinking what McNally thought he was. Slowly, but surely, Jon Taylor climbed to the top turnbuckle and measured Libertines up and as Libertines got to his feet, Jon Taylor leapt from the top turnbuckle with picture perfect crossbody press! Mickey: Everybody outta tha pool! Big man flyin’!
Libertines was hit by the flying mac truck that was Jon Taylor and was appropriately leveled. However the momentum was too much for Taylor to hold the pin as he rolled off. He was quick to his feet to make the cover, but Libertines still kicked out at two. Taylor began to feel the effects of the mid-air collision as he clutched his own ribs while pulling Libertines up to his feet. Libertines, however, sprung to life and immediately tried to pull Taylor down into the Crossface. Libertines had Taylors arm isolated and was doing his best to bring him down, but there was still too much fight in Mr. Wrestling. With his free hand, Taylor laid in clubbing blows to the exposed midsection of Libertines and as Libertines weakened his hold, Taylor whipped him around into a clinch.
Taylor released rapid fire, machinegun-esque knee strikes into Libertines’ ribs and jaw while Libertines tried in vain to break the clinch. Just when Libertines’ arms began to go limp, Taylor quickly laid him out with the Taylor Made. Without a moment of hesitation, Taylor went for the cover. 1! 2! 3!
Phillip Jones: And your winner, “Mr. Wrestling” JOOOOOOOON TAYYYYYYYLOOOOOR!
Joey Reynolds raised Taylor’s arm in victory as the International champ stood to his feet as “Numb” played over the speakers again to the fans delight.
McNally: An impressive win for the International Champion, wouldn’t you say Mickey? Now, you may not like him, but Taylor displayed some of the finest wrestling that he’s known for AND some new moves that potential title contenders are going to have to look out for!
Mickey: Meh, the kid got lucky. I guarantee it that Libertines ain’t gunna take a loss like that lyin’ down! Now, if yew’d excuse me, I gotta go git ready to beat BK Londun down like the dog he is.
With that, Mickey whipped off the headset and began to exit up the ramp while Jon Taylor still celebrated in the ring.
Fade.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 26, 2008 15:41:58 GMT -5
Segment: “Give Me a Break!” Credit: T-Kiss/Anna “The most important thing we must focus on above all else is to make this look like an accident. I sure the hell am not going to jail over this and neither are any of you. So no more chasing her with scalpels, understand?”
“.........”
“Good. Now that we are on the same page, here is how it’s going to go down. Leeroy, I want you to be my eyes and ears tonight. More specifically, I want you to find a nice cozy spot in the parking garbage and keep an eye out for Ms. Sommers.”
“But boss, what about Black and White?”
“I’m afraid our stalker friend doesn’t take top priority tonight Leeroy. Now head down there and let me know when she arrives. And you Jt ...”
“Yes?”
“You have the most important job of them all, so listen carefully..” [With the previous conversation repeating itself in her mind, Jt carefully holds her pair of cutters up to the break line in Anna’s car. Giving the parking garage one final check for any unwanted guest, Joytoy snaps the handles of the cutters shut when she sees the coast is clear. Immediately break fluid begins to drip from the rubber hose and now the job is halfway done. Repeating the same process, she successfully cuts the 2nd break line and now its just a matter of waiting... ..and wait she does. Commandeering the front drivers seat of a “borrowed” Toyota Camry that resides just caddy corner to Anna’s car, she quietly sits smoking a cigarette from her native Russia. The cold night air whips straight through every crack and crevasse of the automobile making this situation even more unpleasant that it already is, but her love for another is what fuels her ultimate dedication to see this through to the end. What upsets him upsets her, and what upsets them both must simply be removed.] - THE PRESENT - [They say good things come to all who wait and right now that phrase has never been more truer in the mind of Joytoy. Darting out of level 3 parking garage door is Anna Sommers, looking just as frigid as Joytoy even though she dons a most luxurious fur coat. Carefully entering her car so that no filthy “dirt” rubs off on her wardrobe, Anna plops herself into the automobile and turns the engine on.] Anna Sommers: Need Starbucks. Need lots and lots of Starbucks. [Anna turns her car’s heater on and allows it time to warm up, all the meanwhile Jt keeps her hands on the starter just waiting for the right moment to engage. Finally ready to embark on whatever duty she has been given, Anna puts the transmission in reverse and pulls out of her spot. Enough fluid remains in the lines for her to make one successful stop, but that’s all. That being said, she now puts the car in drive and pulls away. Seeing her cue, Joytoy fires up the Camry and slowly pulls out in an effort not to draw attention upon herself. Happily singing along to a tune on her radio, Anna is completely obvious to the fact that she’s being trailed.] Anna Sommers *singing*: I'm giving you everything / All that joy can bring / This I swear![Costing down the garage’s incline, Anna pumps the break a bit as she draws near to the first tight corner. However as she does, her foot presses the break pedal all the way to the floor with no results.] Anna Sommers: Ohmigosh, what’s going on? I can’t stop! [The car begins to go faster and faster and Anna has to make a quick split second decision. Does she try to turn the car and attempt the turn or does she try to run into other cars to slow her down? Unfortunately for Ms. Sommers, quick decisions are not her speciality and she ends up doing neither. Her car goes smashing straight through the garage wall and doesn’t come to a complete stop until it is dangling halfway over the ledge.] ~!~SMASH~!~ Anna Sommers: Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek! [Opening her car door, Anna’s horror continues as she realizes that underneath her is not pavement, but a large drop to certain death. The only direction she can go is back and that’s exactly what she does. Unbuckling her safety belt, Anna hops into the back seat and tries to break out the back window with the nearest object she can find - a pair of shoes.] Anna Sommers: These are the spring 2008 Jimmy Choo black Patent Pumps! Save me, God of Fashion! [Unfortunately not making a dent in the window, Anna attempts an even more drastic measure as she tries to physically kick the back window out. Her pregnant condition doesn’t help matters at all as she soon becomes winded and ill. Needing to rest for a moment and gain her composure, Anna looks through the back window long enough to see there is a car stopped right behind her. Hope enters her heart as she cries out to it, but unfortunately for Anna she has no clue there is no hope for her waiting in that car, only hate.] Anna Sommers *yelling*: Hey! Hey! Help me! Help me! JOYTOY: Oh my dear, I’ll help you alright. [Joytoy puts her car in drive and releases the break.] JOYTOY: Right off that ledge! [Anna’s eyes double in size as she sees the car zeroing down upon her. Looking into the drivers seat, Anna thinks she sees a face she recognizes and at that instant Ms. Sommers braces herself as much as she can for she knows what’s coming next.] ~!~BOOM~!~ [The thunderous sound of Jt hitting the bumper on Anna’s car rocks the entire structure. Peeling away so she is not identified at the scene, Joytoy uses her review mirror to check out the results. Seeing the back end of Anna’s car fly over the edge, she lets out a squeal of euphoria. Her hand shaking in excitement, she is barely able to hold her cell phone and dial a call to the only person who could possibly be happier with the news.] JOYTOY: TK. Thunderkiss *on phone*: Yes?JOYTOY: Its done. Thunderkiss *on phone*: Excellent! [FADE]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 26, 2008 15:42:36 GMT -5
Match 4: Street Fight Jin vs. Silencio (Credit: Silencio) The opening beats of “Empire” play over the PS System as the fans get to their feet and boo. “The Silent Assassin” Jin makes his way out from the back to a chorus of boos. Jin ignores the negative fan reaction and walks straight to the ring. Phillip Jones – Ladies and Gentlemen, the following match is scheduled for one fall, and it is a street fight match! Making his way to the ring, from Tokyo Japan, weighting in at Two Hundred and Thirteen pounds, he is the Silent Assassin, JIIIINNNN!!!! Jin slides under the ring and shoots out gold mist from his mouth. The camera zooms in on him as he see him with a sick grin with his lips in gold from the mist. The lights dim as an eerie feeling of depression and sorrow is felt throughout the entire ACW Arena. Blue lights are shun (Undertaker Style) as the arena suddenly gets cold. Just then, pyro erupts as "Revolution Deathsquad" by DragonForce hits the PA System as the lights go back to normal. Flying over darkened skies the battle will call Destiny is calling we’ll be out of the storm And the world falls under the starlight Shining from heavens below
Ride the wings of pain and sorrow searching for more Gliding on the tracks of pain, just never before And the stars fall on the horizon Onwards and up through the pain
Silencio makes his way out from the back and walks out onto the stage. Silencio stops and looks from left to right as he looks up at the sky and points with both of his index fingers as he then walks to the ring Ride the wind and fight the demon, steel shining bright Standing together forever onwards, flames burning strong
I live in hell of pain and sorrow now and never onwards We stare into the dawn of a new world
Cry out for the fallen heroes lost some time ago In our minds they still live on when the sands of time are gone
Phillip Jones – And from San Antonio Texas, weighting in at Two Hundred and Fourteen pounds, he is “The Creed” SSSIILLLLLEEEENNNNNCCCIIIOOOO!!!!! Silencio ignores the fans, even though they cheer for him, he is focused only on his match. Silencio walks up the stairs and gets into the ring. Rise over shadow mountains blazing with power! Crossing valleys, endless tears, in unity we stand Far and wide across the land, the victory is ours On towards the gates of reason Fight for the truth and the freedom, Gloria
Searching through the memories to open the door Living on the edge of life like never before When the crowd chants under the moonlight Facing their fears all the same
Silencio gets up on the second rope of the bottom left turnbuckle and points up to the sky. He then looks out into the crowd and then jumps down. He then waits and sits down in the same corner, waiting for the bell to ring. Out come Tiny Gonzalez and Hildalgo to the ring. Jin sees Tiny and Hildalgo coming to the ring and keeps his eyes on them, but Tiny stops right outside the front of the ring and Hildalgo runs to the back of the ring, just in case the Entourage tries to interfere. Silencio takes this advantage and runs up to Jin and smashes a forearm right across Jin’s back as the match officially begins. Jin falls to his hands and knees as Silencio starts smashing forearms to the back of Jin as he then gets up and punts Jin right in the ribs. Jin rolls over a few times and stops onto his back as Silencio walks over to Jin, but Jin rolls Silencio up! Only a one count though, as Silencio quickly gets up as Jin kips up. Silencio and Jin then look at each other, and battle in a stare down Hildalgo – God dammit Adrian hit him already!Silencio – Wha?Silencio turns to Hildalgo who’s outside the ring behind him, as Jin runs to the ropes behind him and waits for Silencio to turn back. Silencio turns back as Jin bounces off the ropes and connects with a spinning wheel kick! Hildalgo turns away and covers his face as Jin goes for the cover, barely a two count! Jin gets up to his knees as lets out a sigh as he picks up Silencio and takes a hold of him and starts hammering right elbows to the temple of Silencio. Jin then whips Silencio to the left section of the ropes as Silencio comes back and is met with a hurricanrana! Silencio flips over and rolls out of the ring as Hildalgo sees Silencio on the floor and runs away to Tiny.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 26, 2008 15:43:14 GMT -5
Jin sees this opportunity and rolls out of the ring. He then checks under the ring and pulls out a chair. Silencio staggers up as Jin runs to Silencio and throws the chair at him, but Silencio rolls out of the way as the chair hits the steel post. Silencio then charges at Jin with a cross body as Jin’s back hits the solid concrete floor. Jin shrieks out in pain as Silencio mounts himself on Jin and starts hammering away with punches to Jin’s head. Silencio then stops the onslaught as then headbutts Jin and then slams his head to the floor. Jin holds the back of his head out in pain as Silencio gets up and stares at the downed body of Jin. Hildalgo – That’s right Adrian! Kick his ass!Silencio – Shut the fuck up!Hildalgo jumps frightenedly as some of the fans react out of laughter. Silencio then picks up Jin and rolls him back onto the ring and looks under the ring and pulls out a table. The fans then start cheering, chanting “We want tables!” Silencio slides the table into the ring and climbs into the ring as he picks up Jin. Silencio then drags Jin to the bottom right corner and starts hitting him with repeated European Uppercuts as Jin can barely get a second to breathe. Silencio then jumps up onto the second rope and looks up to the sky and points both his index fingers as he takes a hold of Jin’s head with his left hand and readies to punch with his right hand. 1! 2! 3! 4! 5! 6! 7! 8! 9! 10! Silencio winds up his right hand for another punch and swipes at Jin, but Jin takes a hold of Silencio’s punching hand and then throws him over the top rope as Silencio crashes and burns onto the floor. Silencio lands awkwardly on his right knee and starts favoring it as Jin sees it, and cracks a sick smile. Jin then rolls out of the ring as he walks behind Silencio. Silencio can’t see Jin as he drunkenly gets up as Jin runs and chop blocks the back of Silencio’s right knee cap. Silencio yells out in pain as Jin gets up quickly and takes a hold of Silencio’s knee and lifts him up, and slams the knee down onto the floor! Silencio yells out as Jin then picks up Silencio and rolls him into the ring and takes a hold of Silencio’s legs and rams his crotch onto the steel post. It goes without saying, that hurts like hell. Silencio yells out in pain again as Jin takes Silencio’s right leg and smashes the knee against the steel post numerous times. Jin then smashes it against the post another time as he rolls into the ring and drags Silencio to the middle of the ring and picks him up again, as he connects with a quick powerbomb and transitions it into a half crab, focusing the pain on Silencio’s knee. Silencio eventually breaks the hold as he basically crawls and falls out of the ring. Jin the picks up the table and sets it up in the middle of the ring as Silencio limps up to one leg as he slides into the ring. Jin starts stomping on Silencio and picks Silencio up onto the top rope and climbs onto the second rope for a Spider Suplex, but Silencio starts elbowing Jin as Jin moves his face away from Silencio. Silencio turns around and sits on the top rope and underhooks Jin, and jumps off, driving Jin through the table with a non spinning version of the Silence of the Lambs! Silencio covers, almost a three count! Silencio gets up to his knees and slams both his hands on the mat and starts arguing with the ref as Jin lays motionless on the floor. Silencio keeps arguing as Jin slowly gets up. Silencio walks over to Jin as PPPFFFFFFTTTTTT!!!!! Silencio is sprayed in the eyes with red mist! Silencio falls onto the ropes and staggers back to Jin as he is hit with the Devil Kick! (R-15) Jin covers, what the hell? Hildalgo is on the apron, distracting the ref as Jin sees Hildalgo and walks over to him and starts arguing with Hildalgo. Meanwhile, Tiny drags Silencio out of the ring and starts wiping off the mist with a towel! Hildalgo keeps Jin occupied as Tiny starts slapping for Silencio to regain consciousness. Silencio wakes up only to find Tiny in his sights as Tiny slides Silencio back into the ring! Hildalgo then takes Jin’s hair and falls off the apron, with the rope blocking Jin’s throat! Jin spins around and falls to his knees as the ref argues with Hildalgo! Silencio gets back up and takes a hold of Jin, and hits him with the Silent Assassination! (Falcon Arrow) As the ref warns Hildalgo, Silencio gets to the top rope and flies off of it with the Moment of Silence (Diving Knee Drop), but no one home as Jin rolls out of the way! Silencio lands on his bad right knee as Jin crawls out of the ring and takes out two Kendo Sticks and rolls back into the ring. As Silencio limps up, Jin throws Silencio a Kendo Stick and swings at Silencio, but Silencio falls onto the ground and rolls out of the way. Both Jin and Silencio stare down each other again as Jin swings the Kendo Stick again at Silencio, but Silencio blocks the shot and swings at Jin, and Jin blocks it again! Jin swings, Silencio blocks! Silencio swings, Jin blocks! They both fight like Gladiators as Silencio’s Kendo Stick breaks in half! Jin swings, but Silencio ducks and gets behind Jin as he hits Jin with a Lungblower! Jin falls onto his back as Silencio picks up Jin, but Jin kicks Silencio below the belt as Jin bounces off the ropes, jumps up and hits Silencio right in the face with the Burning Elbow! Both men fall to the ground as this match has taken a lot out from them, both of them can’t seem to muster up enough stamina to get up! Tiny and Hildalgo start yelling at Silencio to get up, but Silencio seems to be out cold! The referee checks both men; Jin, chest heaving, drags himself to Silencio and practically collapses on top of him. The count commences…1…2…- 3. Silencio stirs, but cannot summon enough strength to kick, his associates are unable to assist in the clear sight of the referee, and the match is over. Philip: Here is your winner… the Silent Assassin, Jin! For once, Jin lives up to his name; he rolls off of Silencio and lays still as the referee calls for ringside assistance. A brutal match has come to a brutal end…
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 26, 2008 15:44:06 GMT -5
Segment: “Bathroom Attendants” Credit: Black & White/T-Kiss The camera fades in to the Thunderkiss locker room. It's not usual that the Worldbreaker decides to book out his own locker room, but in the fact that he needs to prepare mentally for the grueling match against The Stable later tonight, he decided to get as much privacy as he could. Well, within certain boundaries that is. As the camera’s fade in, we see TK’s sports agent William Wilcox and hired driver/security guard Leeroy Jenkins both standing outside TK's bathroom. Both looking a little embarrassed and frustrated, they obviously haven’t taken their new roles as security guards in stride - especially Wilcox.William Wilcox: I can't believe we've been forced to stand here and do this! This is so degrading! I’m a sports agent who makes millions of dollars and not a person that guards bathrooms of my clients! I could have easily gotten Thunderkiss the type of security he deserves! He wants to be President? I’ll get him his own secret service! Anything but this! Leeroy Jenkins: Ehh, it can't be helped. He's paying our wages and lets be honest, we really haven’t stopped that creepy stalker guy. William Wilcox: We? .. WE?! You are the bone head that not only has messed up on TWO occasions, but allowed himself to be jumped on the last! Cut to inside the shower room, where Thunderkiss's figure can be seen sillhouetted behind the shower curtain. Upon seeing this on the Alpha Tron, a small pop comes from the female contingent of the fans. Now seen rinsing the shower gel out of his hair, Thunderkiss keeps scrubbing his body clean as an odd crashing sound can be heard. Not noticing it, TK instead turns off his shower and reaches an arm out of the curtain to grab a towel. He walks out with the towel wrapped around his waist and it is at this moment that he realizes something is amiss but the sounds of screams coming from beyond the door.Thunderkiss: The hell?! As TK turns the doorknob and pulls the door open, he quickly jumps back as two bodies come falling into the bathroom. There is Wilcox and Leeory, both knocked out on the bathroom floor with a soap bar rested on Leeroy's back. And then TK notices it: a trail from Leeroy’s back that leads all the way up to the mirror where a message is written, carved in a bar of soap. Looks like someone dropped the soap
Oops!
Sorry sugar, but it was too hard to resist.
It was so tempting to just rush in there and ram you hard against the wall, but I can wait big guy.
See you soon, Black and White
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TK stares at the message, reading it over and over again, eyes widened. Sure, he's had stalkers before, but they were usually female, often hot and with a bit of a romp before having the restraining order stapled to their forehead. However, this case is different and his comatose-like stare is only broken when he hears the door to his locker room slowly creak open. Cautiously, TK grabs Gene who he perhaps recklessly left outside the shower and slowly walks out the bathroom, surprised at what he sees.Gary: Hey TK! The ref says he wants to- ~!~CRACK~!~ TK doesn't take the time to think properly, and cracks Gary on the head without realising who it was. As Gary lays motionless on the floor, TK sighs and drops Gene on the floor. His hands now on his hips he has only the following to proclaim.Thunderkiss: G’Dammit! Not exactly the last-minute preparation he had in mind...
Fade out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 26, 2008 15:45:00 GMT -5
Segment: “Win One for the Gipper!” Credit: Chef/T-Kiss
(Note: Takes place several minutes after the last segment. Imagine there’s been a commercial break or similar.)
[One year ago a two men climbed into a cell and made history in ACW’s first ever Hells Kitchen match. The rules were simple, to win, one must do so via pin fall or make their opponent submit. However, the road traveled to get to this point was very different than the others. In this cell hung countless cooking instruments that could be used against your opponent and trust me friends, they were indeed used. In the end the veteran Chef came away victorious while his opponent, a very young Thunderkiss, lost but continued climbing up the ACW ladder to eventually become a two time ACW title holder. Since this time neither man has come across the other ... until today.]
Thunderkiss: Hey Chef!
[Waiting just outside the entranceway, Chef is completely stunned to see Thunderkiss of all people shouting his name. With a big smile on his face, Thunderkiss rushes up to Chef and acts as if he just found a long lost friend.]
Chef: Uhh .. “hey?”
Thunderkiss: Oh I hope you’re not sore about that whole “hand” incident! You know what they say, holding onto grudges is very unhealthy you know. It’s a major cause of stress!
Chef: Yeah...
Thunderkiss: So anyway, I just wanted to let you know that I’m backing you tonight 100% buddy! Wow, time really flies doesn’t it? It seems like just yesterday that you and I pioneered this match together. I can still feel the pain of the cold wire cage mesh against my skin ... the roar of the crowd after I defeated you ...
[Before TK can reminisce further, Chef brings him back down from his cloud with a cold hard dose of reality.]
Chef: Um, Thunderkiss, I beat you.
[Thunderkiss gives Chef an expression of “are you crazy?!”]
Thunderkiss: Excuse me?
Chef: Last year, I won.
Thunderkiss: You beat ... me?!
Chef: Yes.
[There is a small pause from Thunderkiss as he closes his eyes and facepalms himself. Seeing a moment to escape this awkwardness, Chef tries to slip away but is unsuccessful. Thunderkiss opens his eyes and begins laughing before he can make it completely out of sight!]
Thunderkiss: Hahaha! Man Chef, I’m glad to see you haven’t lost your sense of humor! Now if you can do me just one favor. When you’re in the ring with Alicia tonight, if you wouldn’t mind grabbing oh, I don’t know, a FORK and sticking it in her eye, that would be just swell!
Chef: ...
Thunderkiss: And remember buddy, eye of the tiger! EYE OF THE TIGER! Oh and here! I almost forgot!
[TK reaches into his jacket pocket and pulls out a big refreshing bottle of the new Thundergy flavor, Rising Sun, and places it into Chef’s hands.]
Thunderkiss: Have some Thundergy! It’ll put THUNDER ...
Chef: In my veins?
Thunderkiss: HEY! You know the slogan. Goodman! Now make me proud!
[The Thunderman pats Chef on his shoulder before turning and walking away, whistling with every step. Chef looks down upon the bottle with a continued look of confusion, but then pops open its cap, shrugs his shoulders and simply says ...]
Chef: Well... what the hell.
[FADE]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 26, 2008 15:45:35 GMT -5
Match 5: Hell's Kitchen II Alicia “Atomic Kitsune” vs. “The Chef” Leon Chase (Credit: CheFalcon)
We are returned to the arena, and the camera pans around the crowd, all of which are on their feet, awaiting the next contest. Then, lights start flashing above the ring as the Hell's Kitchen Cell is lowered, with rather more clanking than usual. The crowd cheers at the sight of it, knowing they are in for a treat. The cage is loaded with various kitchen items: Cookie sheets, frying pans, spoons and forks, small toasters and microwaves even accompany the cell. The camera then shows Phillip in the ring, ready to introduce the competitors.
Phillip: The following contest, is the Hell's Kitchen Match and is scheduled for one fall! On the way to the ring first, he is The Chef, LEON CHASE!!
The familiar opening cowbell to Nazareth's "Hair of the Dog" fills the arena. The fans kick off at once, cheering massively as the returning Chef makes his way down to the ring. With a grin on his face he walks down the ramp and enters the cell. He goes to the closest turnbuckle, jumps up and raises his arms, once again sending the crowd off into a frenzy of chanting and clapping.
Phillip: And his opponent, from London, England, ALICIA “ATOMIC” KITSUNE!!
The crowd bounces straight back to its collective feet as "I'm a Bomb" by Natasha Bedingfield blasts throughout the arena. AK walks out and pauses to look at the crowd, and she makes her way down to the ring, she also has a smile on her face, and slaps the hands of a few fans. She enters the cell and then the ring, as Phillip leaves.
*Bell Rings*
A good cook is always acutely aware of the importance of timing, and Chef quickly charges at AK, but AK is able to counter him and trip him with a drop toe-hold. Leon's face bounces off the mat and allows AK to have a first advantage in the match. She stands up then drops an elbow on the back of Leon, then another, before she grabs his head and sets him up in the corner. AK kicks Leon in the ribs a few times before Irish Whipping him to the opposite corner; however, Leon is able to counter and AK goes crashing, sternum first, into the turnbuckle with a force which makes the fans at the front wince. AK backs up and Leon grabs her, performing a neat German Suplex, then rolls around and does another. He is about to go for a third but AK reverses it and pulls Leon's head back. With authority she does a reverse DDT sending Leon to the mat. She then covers.
ONE! . . . TWO-
And a quick kick out by Chef. Deciding that it’s time to select the right tool for the job, AK rolls out of the ring and grabs a cookie sheet from the cell. Leon sticks his head out from between the top and second rope and gets smacked in the head by AK – frankly it doesn’t look as if it hurts all that much, but Leon still goes flipping back grabbing the side of his head, selling like a true pro. AK raises the cookie sheet, much to the delight of the crowd and slides a frying pan into the ring for later use, but Chef sees it and picks it up, which AK doesn't see. AK enters the ring and is about to hit Leon again but Leon dodges and turns and nails AK in the head with the frying pan (which certainly does look like it will hurt). He then falls to his knees but is able to recover and grab AK's arm and put it in an ARMBAR! The fans instantly go nuts, yelling “Armbarrrrr!” and generally making a great deal of noise; AK shrieks in pain as Leon wrenches the arm. The ref asks her if she wants to quit, but AK yells loudly, "NO!" and the crowd just gets noisier in response.
Spurred by this, Leon diverts his attention to the crowd and starts yelling, but what he doesn't see is AK using her other arm to grab the cookie sheet. She picks it up and nails him in the head with enough force to leave a bit of an imprint on the relatively soft metal. Leon immediately releases the hold and rolls under the bottom rope. AK slides to the outside as well and grasps Leon's head. That cookie sheet must have had a bit of a sharp edge since blood is dripping slowly down the skull of Leon already; he gasps for air without getting blood in his mouth. Since AK never does anything by halves, she starts to grind Leon's head against the cage. This time Leon yells in pain as the steel opens his wound even more.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 26, 2008 15:46:15 GMT -5
Judging that she’s agitated the situation enough, AK stops grinding his head on the cage and Irish Whips him into its side instead. Back first Leon hits the cage and subsequently staggers into a clothesline, courtesy of AK. With things seemingly well under control, rather than grabbing something off the cage AK looks under the ring and pulls out a table, which gets a big pop from the crowd. She slides it into the ring as well as a fork, bowl and, just for total completeness, the kitchen sink.
Leon gets to his knees and leans against the ring, trying to enter it. Being the charitable sort, AK "helps" him in and assists him back to his feet, before Irish Whipping him against the ropes and on the rebound nails him in the jaw with a Harley Race Knee. Next, she starts to ascend the turnbuckle. She reaches the top and turns around, she takes a quick look behind her back before executing a perfect moonsault onto Leon for a loud pop. She hooks the leg right after she lands.
ONE! . . . TWO! . . . THR-
Leon gets his shoulder up, close to the wire but with a forcefulness which suggests he’s been playing the long game. Undeterred, AK picks up Leon's head and sets him up for the Falling Star (Pedigree) but Leon sees his chance, flips her and she lands hard on the mat. He picks up the battle-scarred cookie sheet and as AK tries to make it to her feet, Leon smashes it against her head. AK wobbles and drops to one knee; Leon drops the sheet and picks up AK then lifts her in the air and does a Shin breaker. This lays the Atomic one out on the mat, and Leon then picks up her legs to apply a Sharpshooter.
Leon’s technique hasn’t lost anything during his hiatus; clearly in pain, AK tries to crawl to the nearest weapon to hit Leon with it but Leon keeps dragging her away from them. Having surely compromised his opponent’s all-important speed, Leon then decides to release the hold to try and inflict more pain. He goes to the table and picks it up, setting it upright near the turnbuckle. This done, he walks to the opposite side of the ring and picks AK up. What he doesn't see is AK secretly palming the fork from earlier. Now looking for a match-ending blow, Leon grabs AK's hair and slams her into the turnbuckle with the table behind him. He points to the table with a rush of cheers filling the arena, and lifts AK up to the top. Unfortunately for him, AK then uses this opportunity to stab Leon in the chest with the fork; it doesn’t break the skin, but distracts the Chef long enough for her daze him with a jumping elbow to the side of the head as she dismounts from the turnbuckle. She drops it outside the ring and grabs Leon and sets him up for the Fox Flip (Acid Drop), but just as she kicks off the turnbuckle Leon stops her and grabs her leg and sets her back up on the turnbuckle.
AK is now facing away from the table and Leon does a few forearm shots on AK's back. He then starts climbing the turnbuckle himself. When he reaches the second rope he lifts AK on his shoulders; the crowd anticipates an electric chair drop through the table, but in desperation AK spins around and does a hurracanrana flipping Leon sending him through the table, and also causing her to hit the canvas hard. The crowd starts chanting HOLY SHIT! as AK crawls, grimacing, to cover Leon. She gets an arm over him…
ONE! . . . TWO! . . . THRE-
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 26, 2008 15:46:53 GMT -5
NO! Chef gets his arm up, much to the disbelief of AK and the joy of the fans. AK shakes her head, slowly rises to her feet and walks to the turnbuckle again. She climbs up and jumps, attempting a 450 Splash on Leon but Leon gets his knees up. AK's stomach hits his knees and she rolls on the mat; the cumulative effect of these impacts is clearly becoming problematic. Leon stands up, with the help of the ropes, and picks up AK as well. He then sets her on his shoulders and flips her into the Pancake Driver (Fireman's carry to Flapjack), which draws a huge cheer from the enthralled fans. AK hits the mat hard and Leon covers.
ONE! . . . TWO! . . .
This time it’s AK’s turn to dig deep; she kicks out much to the disbelief of Leon. But the Chef refuses to be denied, and picks up AK again and sets her on his shoulder, showing off his "power" by slamming AK's shoulder into his knee. He then turns AK around and locks in the Boston Crab, building on the previous lower body work and putting AK in a very bad position. With the pressure now intense, AK is about to tap but sees the kitchen sink and decides it’s worth spinning the wheel one more time. She grabs it, and uses what strength she can to chuck it at the back of Leon. Leon falls face-first to the mat as the kitchen sink bounces off his back; AK decides to give Chef a taste of his own medicine and applies the Catch 22 (Ankle lock with foot pressed hard into the small of the back). Leon cries in pain as he cannot reach out and grab anything so he tries to swing his arm around to grab AK's foot. He is able to and starts pounding the foot of AK trying to get her to release the hold; AK has to let go rather than topple over herself. Thus successful, Leon starts to kick at AK, and AK backs up. Leon stands up and runs to AK but AK is able to hit Leon with a dropkick; Leon falls back into the corner and AK rushes at him and hits him with an enziguri. As Leon's head hits the mat, AK grabs the much-abused cookie sheet again and hits Leon in the back multiple times. She lifts his head and excutes the Falling Star (Pedigree) and this time it connects. AK covers.
ONE! . . . TWO! . . . AND- NO!
Leon barely gets his shoulder up; AK's jaw drops and she rolls and stands up as the crowd goes utterly ballistic. With fatigue biting hard, she tries to lift Leon again but his much greater weight defeats herand Leon gets in some shots to AK's stomach. AK is forced to release Leon, and with a signal to the fans, Leon grabs her and does the Molotov Cocktail (Razor's Edge set up to sitdown Dominator) AK's head smashes into the mat and Leon covers her again.
ONE! . . . TWO! . . . THREE!-
If only...AK kicks out at the last possible moment, and this time Leon can't believe it and neither can the crowd – if anyone was expecting this to be a short or purely exhibition contest, they’re eating their words now and the crowd is riveted to the scene before them. Frustrated, Leon turns to the ref to yell at him while AK tries to stand up, willing her legs to operate. Determined to end it, Leon turns around and lifts AK up again for the Molotov Cocktail, however, it’s almost impossible to fool AK twice and when she is in the Razor's Edge position she wiggles out of it. She lands on her feet, and the crowd almost explodes; Leon, looking surprised, turns around-
AK throws everything she has into the EMP; it’s a showstopper all right, but it misses as Leon instinctively ducks, rolls – and grabs the kitchen sink. He tosses it to AK, who catches it – but the distraction is enough for Leon to get behind her and dropkick her in the back. AK is thrown forward on to the metal sinkboard, and strikes it hard; chest heaving, Leon lifts her and nails the fastest Molotov Cocktail in history before she can come up with a countermove. The impact shakes the entire cell, and the sound is massive as an exhausted Leon pins…
ONE! . . . TWO! . . . THREE!!
*Bell rings*
Phillip: HERE IS YOUR WINNER, “CHEF” LEON CHASE!
The fans whoop and cheer as Leon is finally able to finish off AK after a hard fought match; he still reigns supreme in his signature contest. It’s taken both superstars to their limits, and Leon sits on the mat to recover as AK regains full consciousness.
As the pair stand up, the fans’ cheering peaks; Leon can be seen to mouth "Thank you" as AK responds with "Anytime Leon, anytime." Then the two share a friendly hug before AK leaves the ring and cell while Leon stays in the ring and celebrates his well deserved win, still King of Hell’s Kitchen.
Fade.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jan 26, 2008 15:47:22 GMT -5
Segment: Soliloquy (Credit: BK London)
We return back from a promotional ad for the next huge ACW PPV called "Bloody Valentine", and the crowd mumurs to themselves for a few seconds until the familiar opening of a familiar theme sends them shooting up from their seats.
HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOO
HELLO BROOOOKLYN!
Jay-Z's "Hello Brooklyn" continues to sound through the speaker with the infectious chorus by Lil' Wayne rocking the crowd, and out from behind the curtain comes the man of the hour, BK London. As he steps from the back, sporting his NY Jets ring attire and Green/White Logo T-Shirt, he recieved possibly the biggest pop of the night from the fans who have grown to love him over the past few years or so.
He makes his way down the ramp, slapping the hands with his fans who managed to score front row tickets to the first PPV of the year, before hopping up on the apron and entering the ring. There is no more playing to the crowd after this, as he abandons the idea of going up to the middle turnbuckle for this moment (possibly saving it for his match later), and demands not only a mic from Phillip - but a steel chair.
Phillip wastes no time supplying both to the Grand Slam Champion, and BK London sets up the chair in the middle of the ring before taking a seat. The fans begin to question what BK London could be doing, and within a matter of moments about 99% of the arena plunges into darkness..and the spotlight is set on only one person - BK London.
He doesn't want any focus on the fans tonight - oh no - he's out here to address one man, and that man's name is Mickey Flamingo.
BK London: Mickey Flamingo....where do you get off labeling me as "scum"? Huh? Where the HELL do you get off labeling me as a "sonovabitch"? Huh? You see, your problem is you think you've got me figured all out. In your lifetime, you've probably thought you've seen hundreds of guys just like me walk in and walk out your life who are smug, self-centered, egotistical jackasses - and you immediately associate them with me because I simply do not give two shits about your oh so precious nephew Adrian Flamingo. Truth is Mickey, after I knocked your nephew 20-25 feet off the top of the truck through the limo, it all began to sink in after. The adrenaline wore off. No more did the malicious intent that had taken over me for those few minutes continue to embody me. And I actually...I actually began to resent what I did.
The angry tone that BK took as the promo progressed slowly began to die down towards his last few statements, and then comes the pause.
BK London: ...I always imagined what it would be like to finally get my revenge on Adrian Flamingo, and then when I finally got it...it started to bug me. And it made me sick to my stomach, because here was the man who put me out for months on end and didn't give a damn about me - didn't give a DAMN about my family, and I actually felt sorry for him. But then Adrian's old nemesis, Steve Phillips, gave me a bit of advice..and I stopped feeling sorry for myself. I stopped feeling sorry for your nephew. So last Thursday, you tried to run that guilt trip method, tried to make ME seem like a bad person, simply because I didn't care about what happened to Adrian. As far as I am concerned, Fuck Adrian Flamingo.
The bluntness in that statement, the way it was delivered, there's no doubt in anyone's mind that BK London genuinely means that statement.
BK London: Adrian Flamingo didn't send me any get well cards when I was down in the hospital, but he made sure to insult me during any camera opportunity he got! Adrian Flamingo didn't call to cheer me up when Kiley and I divorced, but he made sure to give his two cents on the matter! Adrian Flamingo didn't buy me a new house when my house burned to the ground, but he made sure to ridicule my situation! So remind me, why should I care about him Mickey?! My life was great before he took everything away from me with that one night! He tried to distance himself from the blame, but deep down inside, deep down in that black heart of his he knew he was the sole reason behind it. He knew he caused this domino effect, and each and every day he continued to milk it for what it's worth and savor in the destruction he caused.
He now sulks his head, and continues to talk - but gradually raises it up with a demonic stare at the camera.
BK London: So Mickey, how does it feel to know you'll be going against a man who has nothing to lose...because he's already lost everything he ever cared about? How does it feel like to go against a man, who has been through it all in ACW from Ladder Matches to Hell in a Cell to Barbed Wire No Ropes Matches, and has came out each one of them stronger than he went in? They call you Miraculous....but there's no real reason to call you Miraculous these days is there? You live in the past, live off old accomplishments from your glory days 20 - hell even 30 years ago - whereas I continue to accomplish new things everyday. You want a fight tonight? You've got it. And when it's all said and done, I'll make sure to leave you in the hospital bed across from your dear nephew Adrian. Adrian Flamingo used to be Astonishing...well what is he now?...think about that Mickey.
And with that, the segment doesn't end with BK London walking out to his theme music, but simply the spotlight fades to black. The members of the crowd are forced to murmur amongst themselves, anticipating what could go down in the BK London vs. Mickey Flamingo match tonight. Mickey himself is forced to think, what has he gotten himself into this time.
Fade Out.
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