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Post by BK London on Apr 10, 2008 15:29:42 GMT -5
Thursday Night Meltdown April 10, 2008
Schedule of Matches: --------------------------------------
Ryan Cooper vs. Jake Steele
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Jonny Hughes vs. Danny Mainer
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Mr. Red vs. Thunder Train – ACW Entertainment Championship
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Jay Zero vs. The Senator
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BK London and Adrian Flamingo vs. Daniel Ness and El Froggy Mask – Strange Bedfellows Competition
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Post by BK London on Apr 10, 2008 15:56:38 GMT -5
More Explosive than Dinner with Jake Cheng: The Week in Review!! Credit: Showtime, 'Senator' Jon Taylor
It's that time again.. The beginning of the show could only mean one thing.. That's right. It's time for the Week in Review! Of course, it's in the studio with 'Showtime' Ryan Cooper, dressed in black slacks and a velvet shirt, bling bling hanging from his neck.. However, the show wouldn't be complete without sponsors.
Narrator: It's the Week in Review!! Brought to you by I AM HARDCORE LEGEND, starring Mick Foley! Coming a theater near you!! Now, where's my cheap pop?
Narrator: And by Jay's Zero flow tampons because when when your flow's as heavy as Jay Zero, you need the best protection, ladies. Jay Zero's Tampons..
Showtime: Welcome to the Week in Review, the only show that's better than sex! This week promises to be a historic installment of the show! The fans have spoken, and I've listened. This week, I have one of the biggest guests ever on the Week in Review.. none other than 'Senator' Steve Phillips!!!
'Hail to the Chef' plays on the sound system as the Senator makes his appearance... except this isn't the Senator that everyone is expecting. Decked in a grey suit and white shirt with a bald spot on the top of his head, it is apparent that this is Jon Taylor posing as the Senator. After shaking hands with the show's host, the Senator in disguise takes his seat beside Showtime.
Senator Taylor: Why thank you for you taking the time to invite me onto the show Mr. Cooper!
Showtime: Now, is there anything I can get for you? Some red Ghettoade perhaps?
Senator Taylor: Oh, there is one thing I could use Mr. Cooper - and that's Just for Men! In my old age it always helps to give the body an aid battle against nature you know!
Showtime: Yo, dawg, you're telling me that despite beating some of the top stars here.. apart from the Second Coming of course, you can't defeat male-pattern baldness?!
Senator Taylor: It appears not doesn't it, Mr. Cooper?
Showtime: Yes indeed, and it appears that lately, you've been sucking more than a prostitute in heat. Man, you can't seem to handle my homeboy JT, now, can you?
Senator Taylor: It appears Jon Taylor is just simply better than myself. I used to believe to believe he was another imbecile, but since losing to him on several occasions and stealing his victory from him this past Warfare I really have to say that Jon Taylor is just the better man. That said, I believe I will be able to win Fallen Heroes due to the experience factor!
Showtime: I have one more important question. It's widely known that you've had a relationship with the biggest hoochie in ACW in Rena.. Did you actually hit that, man?
Senator Taylor: Not only did I.. as you eloquently put it, hit that, I also hit it out of the park, which is how I contracted syphilis!
Showtime shudders before scooting his chair away from 'Senator'.
Showtime: Talks of VD aside, lets get this Week in Review started!
How dare they put me in the curtain-jerker match?!! FUCK YOU!!!: Ryan Cooper vs Jake Steele
Showtime: I can't believe that ACW management put me in the first match on the card against some rookie. This is some ol' bullshit, man! Maybe I should get some tips from you and politick my way up the card!
Senator Taylor: I'm sorry to say this Mr. Cooper, but it takes years and years to be able to hold as much backstage influence as I do at this moment in time! Even so, it was quite a job to get myself put in the Main Event scene despite my abysmal performances as of late!
Showtime: I take it that abassmall means shitty, right? Anyway, Jake Steele, man, that dude doesn't even deserve to be in the same arena as me, let alone the same ring! He belongs in some gym wrestling for high school brats.
Senator Taylor: I agree, he is nothing more than a lower class man who should know his role and that is to be nothing more than an IPS driver!
Showtime: I don't know what the fuck you just said, but it sounds good to me! Lately, he's been calling himself the S.E.X. Satisfying...Entertaining... X..perience? I got news for you.. Experience starts with an 'E', but that's cool because that's a good name for you. S.E.E.. That's because when you're in the ring with me, you'll see what the real future of ACW looks like. Once I hit you with the Kao Dode, you'll be seeing stars! And after the one-two-three, you'll see that revolutions last for a moment, but it's forever Showtime!
Man, I'd rather be watching Soul Plane than this. : Jonny Hughes vs. Danny Mainer
Senator Taylor: This is a terrible match if I do say so myself! What Jonny Hughes is doing paired up with that ruffian Danny Mainer is beyond me. Hughes is a fine young competitor that should be pair off with a man of great stature, He should face a man that will give him quite the battle, a man whose physique is like that of a Grecian god. He shoulould be paired off with...Jon Taylor! Why, Taylor has kicked me ass some many times he may as well do the same to Hughes as well! Of course, Jonny Hughes will walk away victorious from this match as Mainer is nothing more than a glorified jobber! Why, if I had it my way Mainer wouldn't be in this company! He's nothing but an embarressment to the entire company!
Showtime: Damn skippy, especially now that you stole his savior away from him. The destruction of the men formerly known as the Entourage continues here!
HAHA THIS TITLE MATCH DOESN'T EVEN GET A MAIN- EVENT SLOT!!: Mr. Red vs. Thunder Train - Entertainment Championship
Showtime: Aww, poor Red can't get a break. Even though he holds a title, the fact that he devalues that belt every minute he has it is shown here. Hell, El Froggy Mask even got a higher spot on the card than the Entertanment Champion.. Hell, I don't even know how he could even hold such a belt. He should just give it to me, the most entertaining mofo on this roster!!
Senator Taylor: Bahahahaha! Don't make laugh, you don't want that title Showtime, it's nothing more than a mickey mous-- Oh, sorry about that, Mr. Cooper. Brief lapse of concentration! Well, to be perfectly honest I don't care which man wins as neither particularly interest me, and the same can be said for that very title!
Showtime: You heard it first, fan! The only match more boring than a Republican debate! Apathy wins again!
Woman-beating in the Oval Office: Jay Zero vs. The Senator
Showtime: Now, this is a match that only you and Jay Zero are looking forward to!
Senator Taylor: There is only way in which this match can end - and that is by victory courtesy of yours truly! Jon Taylor not only beat Zero the past two weeks - but he DESTROYED him! Now, sure Jon Taylor may have beat the shit out of me many times but I believe I have more than enough experience to put that little runt back into his place!
Showtime: Hell, you get no argument out of me. Come on, look at Jay Zero. Look at his clothes. The dude has no style. I don't give no fuck if he's been getting all pissy about what I've been saying. He knows where he got those clothes from, and it sure as hell wasn't from the men's department! Once again, Jay lives up to his name.. Zero talent.. Zero charisma.. and no victory tonight.
The Epic Encounter of Man vs Beast: BK London and Adrian Flamingo vs. Daniel Ness and El Froggy Mask
Showtime: The team of Daniel Ness and El Froggy Mask has been years in the making.. You see, long ago in Scotland, there was a woman that was fond of, you guessed it, the Loch Ness Monster. Now, she was a lil' too damn fond of the thing because she got banged by it on a regular basis. Now, don't ask me how it happened, but she gave birth to a child who carries his father's name.. Daniel Ness. Shunned by the villages and by all of the other Loch Ness Monsters for being, well quite frankly, damn creepy, he moved to Mexico where he met up with a man.. Now, this man was a frog, but he got kissed by some ugly ass princess. He turned into a man, but the problem was that he still had that hideous frog face that he concealed under a mask. The two freaks hit it off big and then decided to go to a place where freaks are obviously welcomed.. seeing how they let Jay Zero in, and that's ACW!
Senator Taylor: Interesting story there...Mr. Cooper. This match mystifies me, what are a bunch of jobbe-- less talented competitors such as Ness and Froggy doing in the Main Event?! It fathoms me I'll tell you that now! I don't know what kind of stunt Flamingo and BK are trying to pull, but I'll say I don't like it one bit! Just because they have backstage influence doesn't mean they can abuse to put two jobbe-- people who shouldn't even be on the match! Oh screw it!
Screw it? AWWW, HELL!! So much for Senator Taylor...
Jon Taylor: This match is all a load of bullshit, even as much as myself being left out of the show itself! You're telling me that The Ultimate Competitor should be given the show off when el pricko mask is in the Main Event?! I think fucking not that! I don't know how much BJ London has been sucking off Gingerpubes lately but I have to say it was be fairly frequent to be able to get this match! And that's not the end of it! You're telling me Senator and Jay Zero deserve to be on Meltdown ahead of me?! I think not! I beat Zero's ass not ONCE but TWICE in two consecutive weeks...TWO CONSECUTIVE WEEKS DAMN IT! Useless fucking piece of shit booking committee! Then we move on to The Mickey Mouse Championship Match...WHO GIVES A SHIT?! I CERTAINLY DON'T AND I THINK YOU'D BE HARD PRESSED TO FIND SOMEONE WHO ACTUALLY IS! Then we have mini-senator against Mainer - what the fuck?! Well, I guess they needed to allot a time where the fans could take a rest room break - because they certainly won't be watching this snoozer that's for sure! The only have decent match on this shitty show is yours, Showtime - and that's only because we get to see you get to beat the living hell out of some poser! Damn, ACW really is slipping isn't it?! They need a new team of bookers that's for sure, christ i'll do it if they want to!!!
It had to happen.. Jon Taylor just had to take over and go into one of of his typical tirades. Slowly, Showtime turns to face his stableman, giving him that look.
Showtime: Man, I told you to chill man! Damn..
Jon Taylor: Since when did I ever listen?
Showtime: And this is the last week in review with Jon Taylor. This is Showtime saying..
Jon Taylor: Watch the ratings crash!
Showtime begins to bicker with Taylor as the Monday Night Football theme plays, the scene finally fading out.
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Post by BK London on Apr 10, 2008 15:58:53 GMT -5
A Day In The Life of Steele… (Credit: Steele) “GODDAMNIT!”Harsh words to open up our segment, but not harsh enough after Steele has sat down and read the cards for Meltdown… Steele: “Showtime” Ryan Cooper?… “SHOWTIME” RYAN… KOOPAH!? GODDAMNIT!Steele slaps his chair in a quick rage as he seems to be pissed at his opponent, used to the well… “jobbing” status of his former opponents, this new challenge may just actually have a chance in beating the so far undefeated Man of Steele. Steele pushes back in computer chair and spins it around so that he faces the cameraman, he slides off his shades, and opens his mouth.Steele: What… the… tuck!? I mean, come on. I enter the AlphaWorld, and my first two opponents were easy… I mean we had Lambert…Steele: As you can see… easy. Then we had Liber-Valentine… Steele: NO BIG DEAL! Hell, I thought he’d be better for a guy who damn near killed GW-… Before Steele can finish his sentence a man in black pops up from seemingly out of the blue. He hands Steele a folded piece of paper and walks away. Steele looks out at the man in black confused, as he opens the paper and reads the words. He takes a minute to read it (He reads slow damnit, wait.) and after he does so, he tosses the paper behind him, and clears his throat.Steele: Oh, uh, yeah. As I was saying, Libertines lost to me, and uh, easy match. But now, I get a chance to end my streak of opening shows for ACW, and I get a chance to start, possibly, just maybe… getting the second match on the card. That, oh my goshers *cue fake tears* would be so… epic. * cue serious face* Yet, if I don’t beat Mr. Showtime, then none of that will happen, nada, zip, zilch! I’ll just be stuck in the middle… or better yet in my case, at the bottom.Steele puts his head down into his heads, breathing hollow air into his palms. The blatant disappoint can be seen in his face as he removes his hands from his face, looking to the camera, while children everywhere can be heard crying as Steele begins to speak mellow.Steele: You see, I look at the card. And I see my name… where do I see my name you ask? Not at the top, not at the middle, hell not even after the middle right before the last slot… I see my name, at the bottom. With names that shouldn’t even be mentioned in my presence… Names that should look up to me, see the man who is going to defeat them, and the man who is surely going to become a champion in this business one day. But instead of them bowing down, they stand next to me… as if we’re some type of equals, As… If!
I mean, look into my deep blue eyes, and tell me… do you see “Opener”? No? Didn’t think so, when you see a man-… no, a athlete of my caliber, you think not Opener, but you think… Champion. And after Mr. Showtime meets Mr. S.E.X right in the middle of that squared circle… that squared triangle… that squared whatever shape the ring of TNA is… you’ll know just why, I am that man that men envy… women love… and all kids look up to… Oh yes! I have entered Alpha World to win gold, cause mayhem, and make you all remember my name! So eccentric… So satisfying… So entertaining… So much xperience… I am him, I am…
JAKE… STEELE…Steele bends over to pick his shades up and slides them back onto his face, covering his eyes that he claims are so deep. He lets a smirk slide across his face as the cameraman gets ready to cut off the camera. Before he does Steele puts up one finger telling him to hold on and he puts a piece of paper in front of the camera that reads…“My number is 1-900-SEX-JAKE,
Call me ladies ”After that very useless message, the scene fades out…
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Post by BK London on Apr 10, 2008 15:59:22 GMT -5
OTA Segment: Lessons in having your back (Credit: Zero/Hitman)
In his mind, Jay Zero knows the stable known as the Entourage is coming to an end. He's been fully aware of it ever since Aiden turned his back on the brothers who helped him out through thick and thin. That's why he can't take his eyes off of the door in front of him. It once proudly belonged to the Entourage. Now? All it had been reduced to was an empty room. As Jay emits a sigh, a voice can be heard from behind.
Voice: "Yeah… Good times."
Jay's eyes shoot wide open at the very sound of that voice. He swiftly spins around and is face to face with none other than his former stablemate and friend, XS3. The Failed Artist takes his eyes off of the door and makes eye contact with Jay, who is surprised but calm.
Zero: Hey man! You're looking good, Matt. [/color]
XS3: "Yeah, you're not too shabby yourself."
After that bit of small talk, both men turn to the door and gaze pensively at the locker room that they once called home. Finally, Jay breaks the silence and turns to XS3.
Zero: So, uh, I take it you saw everything that happened? [/color]
XS3: "I did."
XS3 nods solemnly and grimly. Zero raises an eyebrow.
Zero: Yeah, and....[/color]
XS3: "I wouldn't trust that fucker as far as I could throw him… And before I continue, I just want to let you know that I don't blame you or Starr for what happened with my fallout, no pun intended, with the Entourage. It was all 'Aiden Joseph's' fault and he has no one to blame but himself for what happened."
Zero: You're right. He could have dropped the whole personality months ago. But it was all about the money I guess. He dragged it out to the point where he didn't even know who he was anymore -- all he cared about was how much dough he was racking in with the merchandise. [/color]
XS3: "Absolutely… And as far as his whole transition to the Senatorial Suckfest goes, I think it's funny that 'Mr. Righteous and Honorable' hasn't caved under from all his hypocrisy. Old Steve must be blind, deaf or dumb to even accept that nutcase into his already-crippled stable. Think about it: AJ promoted sports entertainment over wrestling. He shit all over the fans when he had a chance to. HE FUCKING STRIPPED MY WIFE ON TELEVISION. Wow, they must be desperate to hire anyone, even someone you might wind up seeing on Dateline one day."
Jay chuckles at the comment then looks up at XS3.
Zero: He needs to be taught a lesson. It's too bad you're retired, we could have teamed up to royally kick his ass to the moon... [/color]
Upon hearing those words, XS3 turns his head to check and see if anyone is there. No one is in sight.
XS3: "Jay… I'll let you in a on a little secret."
XS3 takes off one sleeve of his jacket and shows off a bandage wrapped around his triceps.
XS3: "This is for my triceps. Next week, I'm going for surgery to help get rid of the pain I've had for the past couple of months now. That whole 'retirement' thing was all a bunch of kayfabe bullshit so I could rest for a few weeks. In about six to eight weeks, I should be ready to go again if I want to. The only question is if I'm willing to come back and if the fans are once again willing to accept me again."
Jay cocks his head and stares quizzically at XS3.
Zero: ...Why the hell wouldn't they accept you again? I'm sure they'd welcome you back with open arms!
XS3: "Face it, man. I'm yesterday's garbage. I've been wrestling for eight years and maybe I'm becoming too stale for my own good. The new influx of talent doesn't really help matters either."
XS3 then looks down at the ground before putting his jacket back on.
Zero: Look man, it doesn't matter if the fans are going to accept you or not. It's their opinion. It all broils down to what you think. If you think it's right to kick that traitor's ass, then go for it. No one but you is holding you back. You may have finally beaten Thunderkiss, but now it's Aidens turn. [/color]
XS3: "I suppose you're right. But we'll see."
Another small silence occurs before XS3 looks at Zero.
XS3: "Anyway, I got to get going. Good luck with whatever the future holds for you, bro."
Zero: Yeah… Same with you. Take it easy and just think about it for a while. I'm sure you'll come around! [/color]
XS3 nods with a look that says "I will" before turning on his heels and walking off in the opposite direction. As XS3 walks, Jay nods solemnly before turning back to the door and resuming what he was doing before: contemplating the future.
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Post by BK London on Apr 10, 2008 16:00:51 GMT -5
"This Is Weird" (Credit: Rattlesnake/Anonymous)
It was weird. What seemed to be a dream had to come into question now. The people wearing Guy Fawkes masks. The mask appearing on the table. It was all too weird.
By now, Rattlesnake has been able to get out of the hospital bed and walk around outside the room because he can...he's cool like that. Anyways, he walks through the hall and spots a vending machine. Having a small amount of change on him, he walks over and looks at the selection.
A 100 Grand candy bar stares him in the face. But so does a Snickers bar, a bag of Skittles, an Almond Joy, some chocolate chip cookies, a Kit-Kat bar and a Twix bar. So many delightful choices, but only enough change to get one of them. That totally sucks balls.
In his contemplation, he notices someone's reflection in the glass. That person is wearing a Guy Fawkes mask. He quickly turns around and it's just one of the orderlies walking down the hallway.
With a quick sigh, Rattlesnake turns back to the vending machine. Something else catches his eye...a Hershey's Cookies and Cream bar. He quickly puts his change in and collects his candy bar.
As he heads back to his room, he accidentally bumps into someone. He turns to apologize and that person is wearing a Guy Fawkes mask. He shakes his head and looks again only to find that it's a nurse that works on the same floor as his room.
Nurse: Is everything alright?
Rattlesnake: I don't know. I keep seeing things that apparently aren't there.
Nurse: You should go back to your room and get some rest.
Rattlesnake: I think I'll do just that.
Rattlesnake walks through the hall and stops for a second. He turns to his left and sees a bunch of people wearing Guy Fawkes masks. He quickly rubs his eyes and looks again. It turns out to be somebody's family, sitting in the waiting room.
He continues down the hall and reaches his room. As he steps inside, he sees the doctor standing by his bed with his back to the door.
Rattlesnake: Oh good. You're here doc. I have to tell you. I'm seeing things...things that aren't even there.
Doctor: What kinds of things?
Rattlesnake: I keep seeing some type of mask on people. When I take a second look, it's not there.
Doctor: Sounds like it's just a bad case of hallucinations. You've been through a lot and you should probably get some rest.
Rattlesnake: That's what I intend to do.
Doctor: But I should ask. What does this mask look like?
Rattlesnake: It's hard to describe. You'd think after I saw it so many times that I'd be able to describe it.
Doctor: I see. If you saw it again, do you think you could identify it?
Rattlesnake: I probably can.
Doctor: That's good.
The doctor turns around and is wearing a Guy Fawkes mask.
Doctor: Does it look like this?
Rattlesnake: That's it! That's the one!
Doctor: I know. I put it here.
Rattlesnake: You put it here?
"Yes, I did."
The sudden change in his voice told Rattlesnake one thing. That was his mystery foe standing in front of him.
Rattlesnake: You keep showing up! What do you want?
"What do I want? I want to make you suffer. There's nothing wrong with that."
Rattlesnake: Actually there is. I'm tired of this.
"As am I."
With blinding speed, the mystery person swings his leg and clocks Rattlesnake's head with the Headshot. It knocks him out. He takes his hand and turns it into a gun and "shoots" Rattlesnake.
"Headshot."
The mystery person leaves the room and Rattlesnake lies on the floor, out like a light.
Fade
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Post by BK London on Apr 10, 2008 16:01:44 GMT -5
The Times, They Are A-Changing Alex Richmond
We find Alex Richmond in the unfamiliar surroundings of his own locker room. Usually seen in the Entourage locker room, Richmond is now without a stable and therefore...without his familiar home from home. The walls of his locker room are painted a simplistic white and at the very core of the room is a sizeable leather sofa, its black colour standing out against its pale surroundings. Richmond, kitted out in his usual Armani suit, is perched on this sofa. His demeanour can only be described as sour as he slams a magazine down on the black granite coffee table, seemingly exquisitely carved from a single piece of stone, in front of him before standing, his fists clenched.
The camera pans around to show us that the magazine is the latest issue of “Pro Wrestling Illustrated” on the cover of which is a face off style image of the man known as “Aiden Joseph”. On the left is an image of half of Thunderkiss’ face, on the right is half an image of Aiden’s. Below this is the headline..
THE CHANGING FACE OF ACW?! Is the World Champion’s big switch a sign of the changing times? [/size] Richmond runs his hands through his hair, a grimace on his face as he reads the headline again, before yelling out for his agent and lawyer...Richmond: RESINOWITZ!!Peter Resinowitz comes scuttling in from the next room, what remains of his hair is plastered to his head with perspiration. He has to duck as Alex Richmond flings the Pro Wrestling Illustrated magazine across the room, narrowly missing Resinowitz’s head.Richmond: Have you read that CRAP?!Resinowitz: Erm...no? Richmond scowls and rises to his feet, shoving Resinowitz out of the way as he picks the magazine up – brandishing it in his face before hurriedly flicking to the centre section and the cover story. On the right page there is a section entitled “After the ‘Raj” in which there is a short paragraph on all of the four wrestlers who made up what remained of the Entourage before it disbanded.Richmond: Let me read some of this for you!
Jay Zero – “a true star, Zero has quickly moved on to become a part of rising power, Second Coming, while on a downturn of form recently many hypothesise that he will truly come into his own as he steps out of Aiden’s shadow and thrive for it.”
Danny Mainer – “ACW’s International Champion is most likely better off out of the Entourage where he can truly shine. A main event star in the making – expect Mainer to come into his own within the coming months.”
Andrew Starr – “A long time veteran of ACW, Starr has bounced back from big things before. The man who unified the Light Heavyweight and Entertainment titles, making ACW History in the process, claims to have big plans – expect him to deliver.”
...and now we get to me...
Alex Richmond – “The ‘Money Man’ was mired in Midcard obscurity even when part of wrestling’s hottest stable. It’s hard to imagine him turning this around when he doesn’t have any backup. It was clear when he debuted to help Thunderkiss defeat Jason Freeman that Richmond was potentially only a bit player and that is what occurred – don’t expect any different now he’s gone solo.Richmond’s face screws up as anger consumes him and he once again hurls the magazine across the room before turning to face Resinowitz. Glowering, he advances on a clearly intimidated Resinowitz.Richmond: What the hell is that BULLSHIT?! I am easily as big a star as Aiden!! There is, however, a clear difference between us...Resinowitz: ...oh? What would that be then? Richmond: ...YOU! He has William Charles Wilcox who actually looks out for his interests and I have you who gets me in matches with crazy wannabe vampires then refuse to sue the bitch after she chews on my neck!
Well, frankly, I’ve had ENOUGH! You are truly incompetent and I’m sick of it! Let’s put it this way...if I don’t get a title shot by the end of the night, you’re FIRED!!Richmond pushes his finger into the chest of Resinowitz, as if emphasising his point. He then walks out of the room, slamming the door behind him and leaving one nervous lawyer behind. He wipes the perspiration off his brow and gulps, straightening his tie before exiting the room.Fade to Black[/center]
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Post by BK London on Apr 10, 2008 16:03:18 GMT -5
SEGMENT: Finding Truth (Credit: Mainer)
The scene shows the converted locker room of Danny Mainer which is set up like a bedroom, there’s a double bed and low light hangs over the two residents of the bed in the form of Mei-Feng Shinoda and Danny Mainer. Mei-Feng and Danny have just… well we’ll ignore that. Danny is fast asleep on his bed no doubt dreaming about the match he plans to win later that night or the past hour or so. Danny is completely out and turned on his left side, his back to Mei-Feng as Mei-Feng rests on her elbow watching her lover with a smitten look in her eyes. She’s sat in nothing but her bra and panties in this shot which don’t reveal anything to the dismay of many a Mainer (or Mei-Feng) fans.
She has one hand supporting her head up as she watches the love of her life sleep soundly like a baby. She has her other hand on her tummy, curling her finger around the belly button feeling a state of relaxation that comes from the end of a busy night and knowing that it’s all over but despite this, Mei-Feng knows that tonight is only beginning. Suddenly remembering her plan she quickly throws her legs over the side of the bed rubbing her eyes sleepily before creeping slowly towards the bottom of this simple bed. She then sees the scattered clothes across the floor and ruffles through them trying to find Danny’s jeans.
Mei-Feng: Where the fuck are they?
Danny: *tired groaning* Owwww… Hughes don’t steal my moves… that hurts ya’ prick...
Danny rolls over in her bed and Mei-Feng quickly jumps up in shock to see Danny is just rolling/talking in his sleep. She leans down and scatters apart the pile of garments throwing her own and Danny’s across the floor. She throws away Danny’s “Frankie Says” t-shirt and her own Slipknot hoodie that is trademark of The Queen of Vegas. She then reaches down and finds the item of her desire, Danny’s jeans. She quickly roots through the pockets as her heart races and out flies Danny’s wallet. She opens it and then leafs through into the dollar compartment 0pulling out handfuls of notes, her heart races as she knows she shouldn’t do this but she just wants to so badly.
Mei-Feng: Oh sweet Jesus…
Her heart is literally beating out of her chest up and up her throat as she reaches in with the cash and the item she seeks all spilling to the floor. Clusters of 20 dollar bills drop to the ground making a small stockpile of cash and secreted in that is what she looks for. She reaches down extending her thumb and index picture plucking out the back end of the picture where she sees some writing in fancy. Mei-Feng carefully examines the back of the photo reading it aloud.
Mei-Feng: “Even in Death, I will always love you… Caitlynn Dufraisne”. Oh God…
She flips the picture over and sees the young Danny Mainer and Caitlynn Dufraisne sat together smiling. Mei-Feng sniffs in as if she’s choking back a tear. She then rolls her attention to Mr. Mainer who is slowly but surely waking up. She stuffs the money and the picture into his wallet carelessly as she panics seeing Danny slowly sit up. She bends over and stuffs the wallet back into his jeans. She spins around and sees Danny rubbing his eyes and yawning.
Danny: Heeeey baby, what’re ya’ doing?
Mei-Feng: I uhh, just thought I’d wash up.
Danny smirks at Mei-Feng as Mei-Feng winks at him.
Danny: Hey I just had the most amazing dream where I made Jonny Hughes tap out and then I came back and had a great night with a great woman. Was that a dream?
Mei-Feng: Unfortunately yes, but for you it’s probably happening the other way around, or maybe one of those events will happen twice.
Mei winks at Danny who cheekily has a line on hand.
Danny: Christ. I’m not facing Jonny twice am I?
Mei sighs as Danny chuckles at the dismay. Mei walks over to the bed-foot and crawls over it onto all fours on the bed with the look of a predator in her eyes. She crawls over to Danny slowly making Danny have a wanting look in his eye with anticipation. As Mei crawls over to her she talks reaaaal slow.
Mei-Feng: Nope, you may win against Hughes tonight but in our little… we’re going to have our own match later tonight and believe me, I won’t hold back. I’m going to make you… sweat, I’m going to make you… cry and I’m going to make you…
Mei-Feng licks her lips as she looks hungrily into Danny’s eyes.
Mei-Feng: Bleeeeed…[/I]
Danny stares, 100% paralysed into her eyes as she makes her advances. He’s turned completely to stone through her words as if she was a Black Widow and as she closes in on her prey she pushes out her tongue getting closer to Danny’s face her wet tongue almost touching his stubble but she draws back quickly at the last second.
Mei-Feng: But that’s later, right now YOU have got a match to win buddy. So go out there and beat up Mr. Hughes and then I’ll show you a REAL good time.
Completely mesmerized, Danny finds it difficult to even utter his next word.
Danny: Oh… (stuttering) K-Kay..
The scene is left with Mei-Feng throwing on a t-shirt having gotten off of the bed and Danny still lying somewhat paralysed in the bed as we draw to a fade. The challenge is on, it’s Jonny Hughes VS Danny Mainer tonight but who will succeed? Mei-Feng has gotten down to the bottom of this problem with Danny for all these years and it’s running through her mind. She’s going to consult him about this, but when? She has it set in her mind that she’s going to consult him about it at Fallen Heroes.
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Post by BK London on Apr 10, 2008 16:03:45 GMT -5
Match 1: Ryan Cooper vs. Jake Steele (Credit: Thunder Kiss) ..::ACW::.. JAKE STEELE VS. “SHOWTIME” RYAN COOPER ..::MELTDOWN::..
Time limit: 20 Minutes Referee: Keiji Makabe
-* Tale of the Tape, brought to you by the ACW ShopZONE! – Be the envy of your peers with the new Jake Steele S.E.X. t-shirt. It’s a “STEELE!” Oh, I can hear the groans as I just typed that. Sorry folks, that’s all I have. Lets see you try to think of two of these each week. *-
“S.E.X” Jake Steele Age: 19 Height: 6'1" Weight: 234 lbs. Hometown: Brooklyn, New York
“Showtime” Ryan Cooper Age: 25 Height: 6'2" Weight: 215 lbs. Hometown: Unknown “Walk” by Pantera plays through the arena, as the crowd falls into a frenzy, small lights flash through the arena, as the camera spins around, they stop and a Jake Steele is seen on top of the ramp, with his arms crossed in a "X". He lowers them and puts up 1 finger, claiming he is the 1-Man Revolution... he walks down the ramp, finger still in the air as the fans cheer. He slides in the ring, and waves his hands in the air, soaking in the fan reaction. He stops and awaits his opponent with a smirk across his face.
The clock begins to tick down as Showtime's Alpha Tron video begins to play. Just as the introduction 'Wow' by Kia Shine begins to play, Showtime burst through the curtain and absorbs the reaction that the fans give him, his head moving from left to right. A few practice punches get thrown by Showtime as the rap begins.
Showtime bends down and then rises back to full height, extending his arms high above him. At this time, there is an extravagant display of pyrotechnics, with silver and gold fireworks going off just as the chorus is repeated with a harder bass-line.
Whether it's cheers or boos, Showtime gets a reaction from the fans, no matter how mixed it is. Regardless, he walks down the ramp with that typical swagger he has in his step slowly to soak in the adulation (and even the jeers) from the fans, letting it stroke his ego. He climbs onto the apron and rolls underneath the ring before rising up and climbing the turnbuckle, raising both arms into the air. Looking from side to side at the legion of fans, he waves his hands to get them hyped up, yelling, “What time is it?!!” The reactions are mixed, ranging from the desired, “Showtime!!” to the unwanted, “YOU SUCK!” Hoping down from the turnbuckle with a bit of a spin, the cocky grappler swings his arms back and forth, preparing for the start of the match as the music fades off.~!~DING,DING,DING~!~ MATCH START: The sound of the bell ushers in yet another exciting match of tonight’s edition of Meltdown. Meeting for the first time in an ACW ring is Jake Steele and Ryan Cooper, two relatively new wrestlers who both have tremendous potential. They begin the match by circling one another, each waiting for the right moment to strike. After three full rotations, both men collide in the center of the ring and lock their arms together. Each fights for control of the grapple but there will be only one who will succeed, that being Jake Steele. Slipping his leg behind Cooper’s he leans his weight right into him and trips him down to the mat. Now flat on his back, Steele leaps up into the air and points his fist downwards. As he lands, his knuckles go right into the forehead of Cooper. Showtime shoots up off the mat in pain and Steele wraps his arm around his head! Lifting up, Showtime is put directly into a headlock. He tries to fight his way out of it, but Jake cranks it down a few times to put a stop to that. Steele then takes off running full speed and leaps up into the air and drives Showtime’s face right into the canvas with a bulldog! Rising to his feet Steele places his boot atop of his opponent, drawing his ire. Fuming, Cooper swats it away and the match rages on. MATCH MIDPOINT: 5 minutes and some odd seconds later, we arrive to the match’s mid point. Though he does not have commanding lead, Steele continues to take the advantage. After a brilliant right cross, Steele stuns Cooper long enough to nail him with the OLE` KICK! The big boot knocks Showtime straight down to the mat and Steele latches onto his leg! Its BROOKLYN CRAB time and unfortunately for Showtime, he’s smack dab in the middle of the ring! Cooper’s fingernails scratch into the canvas in an attempt to move himself towards freedom. Now just feet away from the bottom rope, Steele lifts himself up and pulls Showtime right back into the center of the ring! Not knowing if he can endure another jaunt to safety, Cooper digs down and twists his body to his back. The pain is overwhelming, but the alternative would have been ten times worse. Now in the position he desired, he is able to kick Steele right off of him with his feet leg! Steele falls backwards and Cooper has had enough. He takes charge and leaps up onto his good leg and rocks Steele’s world with a short clothesline. Now prone, Steele falls victim to a Showtime DOUBLE STOP! Well... maybe a single stomp considering his bad leg. He has to sell it, you know. Anyway, overflowing with rage, Cooper has no problems transferring it to his opponent as we quickly draw to a conclusion. MATCH ENDING: He calls himself Showtime, hence it would not be a stretch of the imagination to believe he can close a performance whenever he wants to. Hoping this belief holds true, Showtime hopes to seal the deal with a DRAGON SUPLEX! Slipping behind Steele and wrapping his arms around him, it takes little effort on his part to send S.E.X. flying backwards! Steele lands hard but if Showtime believes that’s all it’s going to take to keep Jake down, he is sadly mistaken. As he goes to lift him vertical, Steele swats his hands from his body and returns fire with a GOURMET SUPLEX! Showtime’s head is driven awkwardly into the canvas and now Steele can smell victory! He turns and pulls Showtime up to his feet. When he sees him standing on his own accord, Steele hits the ropes for some leverage and comes running back strong with a RIGHT IN YO’ FACE! In a great display of ring presence, Cooper side steps at the last minute and avoids epic fail. Landing on his feet, S.E.X. has little to no time to recover and that’s going to cost him. Coming back with a knee blast of his own, Cooper whips out the KAO DODE! Can you say “light’s out?” Good, I knew you could! ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!! MELTDOWN WINNER: “SHOWTIME” RYAN COOPER!
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Post by BK London on Apr 10, 2008 16:05:22 GMT -5
Segment Name: The Return (Credit: JJB)
*As the crowd eagerly awaits for the next segment or match, a sudden sound is heard. The sound in question is the sound of the beat of Clint Eastwood by Phi Life Cypher, as the crowd roars in anticipation for they know who it is, it's two minutes before JJB comes out.
The roars from the crowd is indescrible as JJB stares at the crowd and begins to give high fives in an uncharacteristic move from the cunpredictable superstar. JJB slowly makes his way to the ring as he lives this moment fully. When JJB finally enters through the ropes he eagerly grabs a mic from ACW announcer Phillip Jones who happily obliges. JJB slowly smiles as the fans are awaiting his words.
JJB: Hello ACW!!!!!! I'm back!! Did you guys miss me? Hey Eddie I know you miss me.
Eddie: Hey I do, but you still owe me ten bucks kid.
JJB: Well I'll just take few moments of your time to tell you why I am out here. It's quite simple, I was fucking bored sitting at home doing nothing but eating stale chips and watching Captain Kangaroo. And I tell you what, you fans have made it worth it.
Each and every one of you should applaud yourselves, you guys make us superstars come day in and day out, and you cheer as we put our bodies on the line, me especially. I've been in more hardcore wars than you can shake at. Hell I've got the scars to prove it.
*JJB removes his t-shirt and removes it slowly for the ladies in attendence, when he's done removing it, he throws it precariously into the crowd he smiles as the ladies like his new slank body.
JJB: Well I tell you what ACW faithful I'm 85% on my way to making my return to this ring and I cannot wait till I touch the sky again, except this time with a belt in hand.
I'll be in the audience next week to scout who my opponent should be for my return match. So see you next ACW faithful.
*JJB drops the mic, when the mic hits the floor a hiss is heard as JJB happily leaves the ACW ring
*Scene Fades
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Post by BK London on Apr 10, 2008 16:06:19 GMT -5
OTA Segment: “All I See is You” Credit: ~Aj / Sarin [Some say you can’t outrun your problems. Obviously those who believe this have never driven anything with a Flat Six engine in it. Capable of 530 horsepower, Aiden Joseph’s Porsche 911 is going to need every bit it as his foot hits the floor. Though he is thoroughly enjoying the ride, his passenger cannot say the same as she struggles to apply her make up using the assistance of the visor mirror.] Aiden Joseph: [/size] How are you feeling? Anna Sommers: Nauseous. [Eyes still gazing upon her own reflection, they suddenly drift their way downward.] Anna: And I just look so ... fat. Aiden:[/size] Nature must run its course my love. Just as sure as the seasons come and go, you will most certainly return to a form that will strike envy into the heart of Venus. In the meantime, do know that your sorrows are my sorrows. Believe me, If I could trade places with you, I’d do it in a - Anna: Don’t patronize me, Aiden. Let's see how dignified you feel after hanging your head in the toilet every morning. You wouldn’t last half a day in my body and you know it! Aiden:[/size] Oh really? I was under the assumption that I already had ... Anna: Aiden! [Her palm smacks him on his shoulder. Amused, Aiden lets out a small chuckle.] Anna: Why did we not take the limousine tonight? I am feeling so unforgivably cramped in here. Aiden:[/size] I felt much compelled to take the Porsche out. An idol engine does no favor for an automobile. Anna: Oh please, you just love being in control and you know it. [He grins. One sign of a relationship destined for longevity is that your partner sometimes knows you better than you know yourself.] Anna: One of the more important reasons why I love you. [Her hand softly finds its way upon his leg and slowly begins to advance itself inward.] Aiden:[/size] Tell me dearest Anna, when did you learn how to drive a stick shift? Anna: You are so awful tonight! [Aiden’s foot pushes down along with Anna’s hand and together they achieve one common goal: acceleration.] - Ten Minutes Later - (Formally Club Thunderkiss) Aiden *panting heavily*:[/size] Mmmmm.... Fuck. [The car rapidly approaches its destination. As much as Aiden would love to stay in his orgasmic state, duty calls. He quickly regains his composure and steers the car into its last turn. The moment he comes into view outside his newly remodeled “Bliss” nightclub, fans from all sides swarm the car in a desperate attempt to gain his attention. With the help of his hired security, a path is cleared to his parking spot. Never before has putting a transmission in park brought him so much relief.] Aiden:[/size] Prepare yourself. We are desired. [Aiden quickly reaches down and readjusts his trousers. Snapping his belt into place he is now fully ready for the oncoming onslaught. With one wink to his beloved, Aiden and Anna eject themselves from the Porsche and find themselves in a mass of humanity that wants only one thing - them.] Paparazzi: Aiden! Aiden! Aiden! [All they need to do is call his name. Motioning towards Anna, Aiden tucks her underneath his arm the moment she takes his side. Together they work the cameras like two professional models on a Milan runway. Content with the amount of snapshots they have provided, Aiden and Anna turn away from the photographers and have one last curtailed moment to themselves.] Aiden:[/size] I will see you inside. Anna: Indeed you will. Go have fun. [He dips her as if they were doing the tango and plants a soft kiss on her lips. The roar of the bystanders and the pulsating light bulbs assure them both that all who watch give their approval. Pulling her back up to her feet, he runs his fingers through her hair and watches her depart from him, stopping only once to turn and give him an affectionate smile. Now alone, Aiden turns his attention to the frenzied fans that are lined up behind him. Upon seeing this, screams pierce the night air. Shaking hands and signing autographs, Aiden makes the rounds until he comes to one individual that stands out from the rest. Sporting an “I Heart Aiden” tank top that proudly displays his trademark colors, this fan most definitely catches his eye. Looking down upon her, he beings to pry.] Aiden:[/size] That’s quite the ensemble you have going on. Tell me sweetheart, what’s your name?Fan *stuttering*: M-M-Megan! Aiden:[/size] Well Megan, It is a little drafty out tonight; wouldn’t you agree? Would you humbly accept my jacket to keep yourself warm? [Aiden peels his jacket from his body and attempts to guide the awestruck fan’s arms into it. As he holds it in place, she becomes overcome with joy and begins to weep. Seconds later, she turns a vibrant shade of red and collapses onto the ground.] ~!~THUD~!~ Aiden:[/size] Oh dear ... [Aiden’s face instantly becomes grieve stricken and he bends down to assist the fan anyway in any way possible. Luckily for him, two nearby bouncers rush to the girls aid and Aiden is freed from playing paramedic. Jacket still in hand, he looks at a bewildered girl that is frantically trying to revive the fainted individual. Deducing that she must be her friend or relation, Aiden bows his head to her and asks - ] Aiden:[/size] Would you be a darling and make sure she gets the jacket? Thanks much. [The friend accepts the jacket and turns her attention back to her fallen comrade. Hoping not to instigate another embarrassing situation, Aiden quickly puts distance between him and the crowd, turning and giving them a wave of goodbye as he does so. Now standing in front of the club’s double doors, Aiden watches them part in front of him as if they were the Great Sea. Stepping into synthesized music, grinding bodies and laser lights, he feels right at home and takes a moment to soak it all in. Eyes closed and head back, he allows the beats to capture his soul and whisk it away to heaven. As he does so, he hears a mesmerizing voice coming from the stage in front of him; his stage. He’s most certainly has heard it before and not through airwaves, but rather in person. Tilting his head forward and opening his eyes, he does a double take at whom he sees holding the microphone. Aiden:[/size] Now there is a face I haven’t seen in quite some time. [On stage is Rena Matheson. The moment their eyes meet a plethora of feelings overcome not just him, but her as well.] [FADE]
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Post by BK London on Apr 10, 2008 16:07:22 GMT -5
The Times, They Have A-Changed Alex Richmond
”Money Talks” by AC/DC hits the speakers as the lights dim, leaving the arena bathed in a golden light. Alex Richmond strides through the curtain, arms held out and face turned towards the heavens, a smirk growing on his face as the crowds boos become ever more audible. Pyros explode behind him, the lights return to their full beam and Richmond fixes his gaze on the ring before slowly striding down the ramp whilst putting the badmouth on the nearest cameraman and the most vocal fans.
Richmond slowly walks up the steel steps and wipes his feet on the apron before stepping between the top and middle ropes. He stands midring and snaps his head backwards, forcing the hair out of his eyes before once more smirking and looking upwards, eyes closed, as pyros shoot out of all four turnbuckles. The fans boo loudly as Richmond poses mid-ring. He then walks over to the ropes, leaning over and demanding a microphone from Philip, which he quickly receives.
Richmond: Earlier tonight I gave an ultimatum to Peter Resinowitz. I told him that if he couldn’t get me a title match this evening then I would fire him! I think maybe it’s time to see what he’s got to say for himself...
“Money Talks” by AC/DC hits the speakers once more and a deflated-looking Peter Resinowitz appears at the top of the ramp, his shoulders slumped and his head down as he slowly descends the ramp. The crowd cheer him on, showing their lack of support for anything Richmond does. This brings a weak smile to the face of Resinowitz as he climbs the steel steps and into the ring through the ropes held open by Alex Richmond.
Richmond: So, Resinowitz, you’d had enough time...who will I be facing in this title match? Mr. Red? Danny Mainer? Aiden Joseph?!
Richmond thrusts the mic into his hands and towers over him, looking down as he waits for his answer.
Resinowitz: ...I’m...sorry, but--
Richmond snatches the mic from his hand, sending him stumbling in the process.
Richmond: Sorry? SORRY?! Well you know what? Sorry...just...don’t...cut it! I warned you what would happen if you failed me again.
SO...without any further ado, it is my pleasure to inform you, Peter Resinowitz, that from this moment forward you are no longer in my employ! You are, what is the word, oh yeah...FIRED!
For a second Resinowitz looks upset but this is quickly followed by anger as he snatches the microphone back from Richmond, who simply looks surprised.
Resinowitz: NO!
Richmond raises an eyebrow before Resinowitz continues talking.
Resinowitz: That’s right – I said no! I know many secrets about your family--
Richmond delivers a huge backhanded slap to Resinowitz which knocks him off his feet. Richmond drags him back to his feet, kicks him in the stomach and delivers The Bottom Dollar, knocking him clean out, before retrieving the mic. He then shows his dominance by standing over him and talking trash.
Richmond: How DARE you threaten ME! You pathetic weakling, you don’t even deserve to be in my presence! As you should know by now...MONEY TALKS...and I’M the guy with the money, you have no right to speak – keep your mouth SHUT or pay the consequences!
As “Money Talks” by AC/DC plays out across the arena the fans boo wildly and Alex Richmond smirks. He then proceeds to throw his mic down at the prone body of Peter Resinowitz – his, now former, lawyer and agent. As a final insult he spits at him before exiting the ring. This draws even more heat from the crowd, even prompting someone to throw a beer can at Richmond which he simply ducks, smirking out towards the sector of the crowd the object came from. He wears the smirk all the way up the ramp, turning as he reaches the top to hold his arms out and turn his face towards the heavens, in his customary pose. EMTs rush to the ring to attend to the still-motionless Resinowitz.
Fade to Commercials
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Post by BK London on Apr 10, 2008 16:08:35 GMT -5
Match 2: Jonny Hughes vs. Danny Mainer (Credit: Dan White)
Hughes and Mainer lock up, Mainer throws a punch and misses. BOOM. Hughes unleashes a number of suplexes early on in this match. Fisherman's Suplex, Northern Lights Suplex, Snap Suplex, Back Body Drop, and rounds it off with a couple of German Suplexes. Nasty. Mainer is pretty much dead after that. Hughes' pin is unsuccesful, so instead he attempts to hit "The Showpiece". Mainer manages to struggle away, and hits Hughes with a couple of snap jabs. Hughes is stunned, and Mainer takes him down with an arm drag. The move carries Hughes to his feet, and Mainer takes him down again with a Tornado DDT. Pin: Kickout! Man it's heavy stuff tonight. Both get up, grapple, elbows to the face, that sort of jazz. A few reversals, no major moves hit, it's the usual type of much you'd see on a Thursday Night Meltdown. When suddenly....Holy ManBearPlex! Mainer scrambles and makes the pin!....but Hughes manages to kick out! Oh the humanity etc etc.
The match slows down a bit, and Hughes locks in a Cobra Clutch. It's the same, typical jazz by the crowd. They get a bit heated up, but then die again as Mainer doesn't get out the hold. But then he does get out the hold. Weird little man. The two exchange fists, and Hughes hits a Roaring Elbow, and climbs to the top rope. The Ode to the Dynamite Kid fails as Mainer rolls out of the way, and Mainer then gets to his feet. He tries to hit a Blizzard Suplex but Hughes almost scoffs at the attempt, struggling away and taking Mainer down with a Flapjack. A brief rest in the corner then follows with a knee to the face, keeping Mainer down. Hughes attempts another pin, but it's foiled! Ahh, Mainer feels the heat, 500%!!! Oops wrong gimmick. He gets to about 50% when Hughes knocks him into a worse state than typical Wirral folk with a Snapmare.
Hughes is going for the win now, and picks Mainer up. He hits him in the gut, and hits a knee smash. Mainer flies up, and Hughes takes him down with a hip toss. Hughes lifts him up and goes for the Shock and Awe, hitting it with immaculate success. He then goes for the Anaconda Vice but Mainer manages to escape. Mainer then hits a cheap shot, followed by a roundhouse kick. He goes for the Vegas Vice but Hughes manages to escape, trying to hit a Northern Lights Bomb, but Mainer ducks it and hits the Las Vegas Blackout! Pow. 1-2-3.
Winner: Danny Mainer
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Post by BK London on Apr 10, 2008 16:10:27 GMT -5
"I'll Be There" (Credit: Rattlesnake/Sarin)
The scene opens to the hospital room where Rattlesnake resides. He stares outside to see what all is going on and then Sarin walks in.
Sarin: Hey you.
Rattlesnake turns and smiles.
Rattlesnake: Hey. How are you doing?
Sarin: Oh, I'm alright. I'm more concerned with how you're doing.
Rattlesnake thinks back to the Headshot earlier.
Rattlesnake: I'm fine. I'm just trying to get healthy so I can be there for your match at Fallen Heroes.
Sarin: I don't want you to rush things. If you can't be there, don't worry about it. There's nothing for you to worry about.
Rattlesnake: Sarin, I'll be there.
For the first time in a while, he actually uttered Sarin's name.
Sarin: Is everything alright?
Rattlesnake: Everything is fine. There's no need for you to worry.
Rattlesnake knew otherwise. What he knew was that his special friend was going to try to do something to her. He couldn't allow that to happen. He won't allow it to happen.
He knew that he has to do whatever it takes to ensure Sarin's safety. Even if it means making himself appear to be healthy. Deep down, he's about as bad as when he was attacked a few weeks ago.
Sarin: Good. I don't want to have to go to drastic measures with you. But if you make me, you'll be in trouble.
Rattlesnake: Trouble? Is that a threat?
Sarin: It sure is.
Rattlesnake chuckles.
Rattlesnake: Then I better be careful.
Sarin: Damn right. You better be or you'll feel my wrath!
Sarin and Rattlesnake laugh.
Rattlesnake: Maybe that's not a bad thing.
He winks and gets hit by Sarin.
Sarin: Oh please! I know what you're trying to do. It won't work.
Rattlesnake: Can't blame me for trying.
Sarin: Sure I can. But it was a nice try.
Rattlesnake laughs for a second, but thinks about Fallen Heroes again. He has to be there. He just has to be.
Sarin: Something is bothering you.
Rattlesnake: It's Fallen Heroes.
Sarin: Now what did I tell you?
Rattlesnake: I know. I know. But I want to assure you that I'll be fine by the time it comes. I'll be there.
Sarin and Rattlesnake continue talking as the scene fades out.
Fade Out
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Post by BK London on Apr 10, 2008 16:12:07 GMT -5
Segment: Phrase 1 Complete Credit: The Second Coming
The scene opens at you guessed it...ACW Meltdown - but where is the question! The location is of course the backstage area of the arena! Oh, how we love the backstage area...so many great memories aren't there? From Taylor kicking down doors to Fallen talking to himself it's happened here! There can only naturally be one place for the setting to be on this occasion - that is of course the locker room of The Second Coming! While the backstage staff can be seen rushing around, no such thing can be seen inside the locker room of ACW's hottest stable! Inside the room Fallen, Taylor and Showtime can all be seen sitting on steel chairs - Fallen next to the left hand side wall, Taylor next to the ringside and Showtime can be seen sitting next to the wall directly opposite the door. They all seem unusually happy - even Taylor - let's hope it isn't a repeat of last week! Another notable object in the room is a table - directly adjacent to the door - on top of the table various alcoholic beverages can be seen. A few minutes pass with the stable members cheerily socializing amongst themselves, though there are two notable exceptions from the group. However, this doesn't last for long as, you guessed it suddenly there is a huge crash as the door says hello to the floor once more! Standing in the door can be seen Limelight and Nicholas Savich.
Ryan Cooper | Showtime: KOOL-AID MAN!!!
Ah, Sweet memories. Since the Kool-Aid in those old commercials was fond of crashing into rooms and giving people Kool-Aid, Showtime smiles like a kid in the candy store. Too bad that smile disappears as soon as he turns to see Limelight and Savich at the door, with Showtime now looking like he just got told that Santa isn't real...but that can be saved for another day.
Ryan Cooper | Showtime: Aww, damn! You crushed my dreams! You crushed them so hard!!
As Limelight slowly enters the room at the instruction of Savich, Taylor and Fallen look over to see what's happening.
Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor: Nice of you to join us, Savich! Take a seat why don't you!
Taylor gestures toward another chair, which is next to him though Savich doesn't take one step.
Nicholas Savich: What the hell is this?! You dragged us here for a damn tea party?! Well this better be the best tasting tea ever cause I'm gonna be PISSED if its anything less!
Ryan Cooper | Showtime: Actually, we got Henne-.. I'm just gonna shut up now.
Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor: Hey, hey - calm down there, Savich! We have a very important matter to discuss!
Savich looks less than convinced as per usual. He takes a step forward into the room while Limelight stays at his side, doing his best imitation of Festus of course! Too bad he knows how to shut his mouth and have hair.
Nicholas Savich: And that would be?!
Fallen seems to think this would be a good time to interrupt. Then again, it's always a perfect time to interrupt when your Fallen!
Fallen Souls | The Crazy One: Is it really necessary to ask at this point, Savich? What happens EVERY time we're all brought together like this? Things start all nice and friendly, we almost get some kind of planning done, then it's ranting time! So you may as well just get ready for it... Nicholas Savich: Oh, greeeeat, Here we go again! Pull up a chair and strap yourselves in because there's no escaping the torture of ANOTHER Jon Taylor rant!
Taylor attempts to interrupt Savich to prevent him from setting Limelight on him.
Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor: No! Calm down! I promise, no more rants...not tonight anyway! [Taylor smiles while the other men look less than enthusiastic about it] We have a victory to celebrate tonight, and that is the accomplishment of phrase 1!
As Taylor finishes his sentence the other members look slightly confused, Showtime most notably.
Ryan Cooper | Showtime: Yo man, what the hell is this Phase 1?! Oh, oh, oh! First, we get the booze. Next, we get some honeys up in here? JT, you are the man!
Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor: Wrong. I thought we already went through this upon formation!
Taylor looks a bit mystified while a smirk appears on the face of Fallen.
Fallen Souls | The Crazy One: Well, I have no fucking idea what your talking about Taylor. From what I can tell all we did was fail at phase one on Warfare. But please, fill us in. I'm sure there's some kinda of wonderful accomplishment I'm not aware of. Perhaps it has to do with immigrants and small dogs. Well? Fill us in, damn it!
Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor: You present some good points there, Fallen - though it would be nicer if you spoke with a less demeaning manner! [Taylor thinks to himself for a few moments before continuing] Well, think to yourselves what has happened in the last week which is of interest to us?
Fallen Souls | The Crazy One: What, you mean aside from your brilliant rants? No...I can't say that. I'd be implying they were interesting if I did!
As Fallen chuckles to himself Savich seems to be running out of patience with Taylor and having his time wasted.
Nicholas Savich: How about you you get to the point and just spit it out already before I make sure that all of your food starts coming in with the same consistency, and through a tube!
Ryan Cooper | Showtime: Yea JT, we're all busy men here.
Taylor sighs as the other members stare at him waiting for his response.
Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor: It should be obvious damn it! We all know our goal, you should be able to work it out from there! [Taylor pauses though Savich starts gesture toward Limelight so Taylor decides to continue] Well, fine! What happened last Warfare? [Still no response from the other members] The destruction of The Entourage of course, as if it wasn't obvious! So, I thought it would be a good idea to get all together as a stable and celebrate our victory in disposing of one of our enemies once and for all!!!
Ryan Cooper | Showtime: Hell yeah, it's party time! Lemme get that Henny and Hypnotiq, and I'll fix up some Incredible Hulk.. GAAAAAAAAAAH!
Showtime gets off out of his chair and walks over to the table and picks up the two bottles, pouring himself the desired drink before returning to his chair. Fallen still has a smirk on his face while Savich still looks equally pissed off.
Fallen Souls | The Crazy One: I don't really see how this is an accomplishment for us, Taylor. We had no hand in their demise, they did it all themselves. Still...you do actually have a point for once. A victory is a victory in the end.
Nicholas Savich: .... So let me get this straight. You brought me and Limelight here -- to tell us what we already know and then try to claim that it was all of our doings? We didn't have SHIT to do with that! Instead of celebrating the implosion that they brought on themselves, why don't you start worrying more about Senator and his group of men, eh? Or are you really just more of an idiot than I thought you were?!
Showtime and Fallen look a bit surprised by Savich. But really, it's not that surprising
Ryan Cooper | Showtime: Yo, man calm down! Jeez, JT was just giving us some congrats on our hard work - no need to have a go for no reason is there?
Nicholas Savich: Hard work? WHAT hard work?! Our tag match, we only won because Limelight knocked out Starr with a kick to the head! FSX lost his title opportunity! And Taylor only tied with Senator in that battle royale because Senator did most of the work! There's nothing to be celebrated!
Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor: Last time I checked I was the one who won our tag team match last week - not you!
Nicholas Savich: Oh yeah! Wow! Big man here! He stood in the ring while Starr got counted out --- but wait, WHY was he counted out? Oh right! Maybe it was that brain rattling boot to the head! Fuck, Taylor...
Fallen shakes his head as the tension between Taylor and Savich grows further.
Ryan Cooper | Showtime: You guys can fuck up a wet dream. This is a celebration, dammit!
Fallen Souls | The Crazy One: Well, so much for that thirty seconds of peace we had going. Nick, this doesn't really seem that necessary today. You know I usually see eye to eye with you, but taking a minute to celebrate a break in politics does make sense.
Nicholas Savich: Bullshit! Taking breaks like these are whats going to seperate you from winning world titles, X! All of us need to focus more! And of course this is necessary! Taylor is just a dumb ass who needs to be put in his place. If he wants to talk such shit, he should do it to my face.
Taylor being the stubborn bastard he is does just that, he gets up out of his chair to approach Savich. Fallen and Showtime attempt to intervene but it's too late.
Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor: IS THIS CLOSE ENOUGH FOR YOU SAVICH?!
As it looks like Savich is about to instruct Limelight to knock Taylor's head off of his neck a strange occurrence happens; there is a knock at the door. In the heat of the moment both men appear to stop mid-argument.
Fallen Souls | The Crazy One: What's this? Another swerve perhaps? Who could possibly be at the door? Find out next time, because now isn't the time to take fucking solicitors!
There is no response, just another knock at the door. Taylor, Fallen and Savich stay firmly rooted to the spot they’re are standing/sitting on.
Ryan Cooper | Showtime: Fine, I'll answer it then if you guys can't be bothered, but it better not be no bull. This Incredible Hulk is kickin' in! GRAAAAAAAAAH!
Flexing away like a spasmatic Scott Steiner, Showtime approaches the door as the other stable members look on. As Showtime opens the door something unexpected happens - he is struck out of nowhere with a foreign object, presumably a steel chair!
PSHH! [/size] As Showtime falls backward down to the ground a glimpse of the person is seen - it is Jay Zero! Zero pulls the chair back, ready to swing at whoever comes towards him. He's most likely looking for Taylors head next, but right in front of him stands a 6' 4" tall wall, blocking him. Jay stares up into Limelights eyes and then slowly backs away, beginning to look at everybody else in the stable as they look on in both surprise and shock.Zero: Oh -- I'm sorry. Didn't see you right there. I really need to be more careful! Hahahahaaa! Slowly, Jay pulls down the chair and backs out of the room, smiling down at Showtime as he holds his head in pain. Jay turns around the corner and walks off. Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor: What the FUCK?! Fallen Souls | The Crazy One: I guess he has alot of free time now without his buddies! Probably wanted to smash Savich or Taylor in the face though..or maybe he just really hates the Week in Review! Savich just looks on as Showtime slowly comes too. Taylor tries to push past Limelight and then rushes out of the room to see where Zero went. He observes the area but there is no sign of Zero... He turns back in and goes off on the big man.Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor: What the shit? Are you brain dead?! Taylor smacks Limelight in the chest and pushes him a bit, which barely makes him move. Limelight is now seething with anger and he plows through Taylor and steps over Showtime, exitting the locker room. Savich looks at Taylor, annoyed and goes to follow Limelight.
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Post by BK London on Apr 10, 2008 16:13:23 GMT -5
Segment: This Is What You Wanna See! (Credit: Trent) -=-=-=-=-=-=- The scene opens up and we see "Franchise" Trent Goodwin standing backstage. He looks nervous. He is talking to the camera man. The camera is recording, but Trent doesn't know.
Trent Goodwin: What do I say? I'm not really used to this!
Camera Man: Just say something!
Trent backs up and gets more into view. He looks right into the camera, sweat is seen on his forehead.
Trent Goodwin: Uh.........Welcome to my crib!
Camera Man: What? CUT!
Trent Goodwin: What? That was good! I've seen that done tons of times on TV! I think it is a catchy way to open a nice segment.
Camera Man: It would be okay in Rainbow Pro, but ACW is the big leagues man, come on! They want to see the real deal!
Trent Goodwin: Fine, let's start over Mr. Fancypants.
Camera Man: Ready........Aaaaaand........... ACTION!
Trent Goodwin: Finally, The Franchise....... has come back! ................. To A.......C......W!
Camera Man: CUT!
Trent Goodwin: What was wrong with that one?
Camera Man: You cant steal catchy phrases from other people. And you haven't even been in ACW before, so why would you say you've come back? Make up your own! ..............ready...............aaaaaaaaand.... ACTION!
Trent Goodwin: Now ya know what, I dont want to do this anymore. Half an hour ago I was totally wanting to make a promo. But now you just ruined it, thanks alot!
Camera Man: What do you want from me?
Trent Goodwin: I just want to make a promo worthy enough to make it on the ACW! I just want to tell the fans that what they have been watching is a bunch of balogny....... wrapped around a slice of cheese........thats good by the way.,..... What they want to see has finally arrived! Once they see me hit The Franchiser, or the YF Stunner, they'll be cheering for more! They will be wanting to see me every time ACW comes on the air. And if they dont see me, they will boo. They will most certaintly boo everyone on the ACW Management team for not letting them see The Franchise. It is my time baby! MY TIME!
Camera Man: Okay, you can stop now. I think we have enough.
Trent Goodwin: What?
Camera Man: You just shot your first promo in ACW. Good job!
Trent Goodwin: Why didn't you tell me it was that easy?
Camera Man: I tried..... Next time you need to do what you just did. Make my job a lot easier.
Trent Goodwin: Whats in it for me?
Camera Man: A camera man.......
Trent Goodwin: Well, thats stupid. Are there other choices?
Camera Man: No! Now lets get out of here before we get caught.
They begin walking away, and the camera zooms out to reveal where they are at. A sign is seen, it reads 'Do Not Enter - Anything That Happens To You Is NOT Our Problem - Don't Sue Us When You Get Hurt Or Eaten - You've Been Warned!', Then another sign is seen, it reads 'Home of ThunderTrain'
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