Monday Night Warfare 5th May 2008

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Monday Night Warfare 5th May 2008

ACW Spring Tour 2008: The Road to Omega Effect IV
Arena Santiago
Santiago, Chile (Capacity Crowd 12,000)

Schedule of Matches:

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Jason Freeman vs. Dan White

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Thunder Train vs. Sarin

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Jay Zero vs. 'Showtime' Ryan Cooper

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Aiden Joseph vs. Jonny Hughes

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BK London vs. Rattlesnake

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[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

OPENING SEGMENT: The Storm still Rages
Credit: Danny Mainer

ACW’s tour is gathering momentum, and we continue our South American adventure with a visit to Santiago, nestling in a crater at the foot of the Andes. At 1700ft above sea level, it challenges even the fittest of athletes – so it remains to be seen what the effects will be on the ACW Roster…

The first segment of everybody’s favourite Monday Night Wrestling show begins, preceded by a flourish of pyro over the opening credits. We’re then presented with the ever-lovely Miss Charlotte King standing in front of the ACW backdrop. Standing in a pair of stonewashed jeans and a low-cut shirt in her forever-lovely form. She smiles gracefully at the camera holding an ACW microphone in her hand and a look of reassurance in her eyes. She has her hands crossed at her waist-line as she waits for her first interview of the night. Seeing that nobody has arrived yet and she’s been waiting a little while now, the show is going to start so she signals for the camera.

McNally: And there she is, the world famous Charlotte King! I wonder who she’s with tonight!

Edison: World famous for being HOT, am I right? And probably some big jerk with no teeth!

McNally: Absolutely charming Eddie…

Charlotte: Ladies and Gentlemen, this is ACW reporter Charlotte King here today broadcasting live from Santiago in Chile! Tonight, my first guest on the show is former International Champion… Danny Mainer. But he doesn’t appear to have shown tonight… I wonder where he could’ve…

Suddenly, swinging into view of the camera is a bizarre as shit sight. This isn’t Danny Mainer, no, it’s a small man, exactly the same stature as Danny Mainer but instead of the typical garb he wears he’s wearing black tights with blue streaks of thunder down them as well as black wrestling boots. This strange man isn’t wearing a t-shirt but he does have 2 black Wristbands on them. This man also has a navy blue Lucha wrestling mask with sky-blue thunder bolts streaking down the cheeks from eyebrow level as well as printed on black sunglasses with eyeholes cut into them. To complete the look he also has a blonde porno tache, which is badly drawn on with board-marker.

McNally: Oh dear Lord… what on Earth is that?!

? ? ?: ‘sup butterface?!

Edison: That’s the insult of only one man, but that sure as Hell isn’t the Thunderkiss we once knew and loved!

Charlotte is taken aback by this, she tries to look into the eye-holes of the masked man. Suddenly, recognition clicks as she gets a brief glimpse in and recognizing his eyes instantly she lets out a gasp followed by a shout.

Charlotte: Mainer?!

? ? ?: No, NOT Danny Mainer… I am Sparkiesuck! The newest edition to the ACW roster! I’m big… well, where it counts, I’m tough, I’m JAAAAACKKKEEEEED up and unlike that cracker Thunderkiss that stole my gimmick I DON’T plan to sell out to the mass media. Sparkiesuck is here to stay… See, when that crackerjack Thunderkiss became Aiden Joseph he literally stripped the soul out of himself, AlphaCW and the fans and now I plan to carry on that legacy for him dudes! See, even though I’m out of my mind on this stuff I snorted that was growing around the foundations of one of the womens toilets I’m still the best wrestler there has ever been, I’M THE LORD OF THUNDER and I just plan to show that 2-bit no-mark sucka Aiden “The Price is Right” Joseph that Thunder always reigns supreme!

Edison: Hahaha, Price is Right, it’s funny because he’s in the movie industry now.

McNally: Well uhh… obviously this is Danny Mainer trying to get at his former best friend…

Charlotte: What the Heck? Sparkiesuck… that sounds incredibly… weird. Listen, SS, if you’re apparently taking over as The Lord of Thunder then does that mean you plan to set your targets on Aiden Joseph and seek revenge for betraying the fans?

Sparkiesuck: Hell no! I’m 666% certain that I can beat that low-class inbred Joseph in a heart-beat! I’M THE LORD OF THUNDER DAMMIT. When you see me in my next match you’ll be DAMN SCARED of me and what I can do, I’m mean, I’m violent, I will show my next victim THE GARDEN OF EDEN! I’ll thrust his head into the steel steps and show that sucka that if you walk out during a Thunder storm and stand by a tree you’re more then likely to get HOSPITALIZED!

McNally: Wow, Danny is absolutely insane! He’s being absolutely brutal here.

Edison: This isn’t Danny Mainer, THIS. IS. SPARKIESUUUUUCK!

McNally: Are all your family as naïve as you?

Charlotte: Well, Sparkiesuck do you have any major plans over the next few months?

Sparkiesuck: I plan to raise Hell in only the way a Thunderstorm can, I plan to maim, kill, shoot and burn everyone that gets in my way, all to the soundtrack of Together Forever by Rick FUCKIN’ Astley! YEAAAAAH! And when you hear my theme song hit the speakers and the fans stand up and start screaming “LORD OF THUN-DER!” over and over again. All will know the wrath of THE ONE AND ONLY… SPARKIESUCK! Now, Senator Steve Phillips won the Fallen Heroes Battle Royal but he didn’t win the War Royal because I know for a FACT that I’m going to be entering into the Omega Effect Main Event and I will become the next Heavyweight Championship of ACW and The World!

Sparkiesuck raises one arm in the air before slapping his chest. He then hunches over and starts taking deep breaths.

McNally: He’s going to become a championship? I thought they were comprised of Leather and Gold, not flesh and bone. Who’d wear that messed up kid around his waist anyways?

Edison: This is funny as all Hell!

Charlotte: Well that’s very interesting. Sparkie, when can we expect you to debut?

Sparkiesuck: Whenever I can get off of Hollywoods dick pumping my ass with sports cars, mansions and sponsorship benefits!

Edison: OOOH! Piledriver, If Aiden is watching I know for a fact that’s going to sting him somewhat!

McNally: Wow, Mainer isn’t pulling any punches at ALL here.

Sparkiesuck: But seriously, I already have a match planned and that’s a week from today when I face off against those crackerjacks Ryan Cooper & Jon Taylor from The Second Coming with my partner, some kid called Jake Steele! Ryan Cooper is gonna’ go down in smoke because I AM GENETICALLY DIFFERENT! I’ll be maxed out on steds by Monday and I’ll be able to lift Cooper up over my head and throw him through 8 walls and piledrive him through a chair and then blow him off the Map WITH A BLAST OF THUNDEEEEER! ALL WITHIN FIVE MINUTES!

Edison: Well looks this is Mainer after all.

McNally: Was there really any doubt?

Charlotte: But it’s Mainer that’s meant to be tagging with Jake Steele, not you!

Sparkiesuck: Well seeing as I’m railing Chairman Headisscrewed’s daughter daily, nightly and ever so rightly Annie Slummers, that pretty much guarantees me the ability to push damn near anyone out of the spot-light! Speaking of push, I plan to push Alicia to the edge so she can bust my other fucking eye and disfigure me for life because being The Lord of Thunder means you act like an under-sexed 24 year old minus the Dungeons and Dragons and more drugs and shit.

McNally: WOO-boy that is cold…

Edison: So’s selling out your friends and colleagues for money and a wife!

Charlotte: So, Sparkie, what do you plan to do in that tag match next week? Looking to cast people out of The Garden of Eden?

Sparkiesuck: I plan to give them a taste of their own Failureaide! Jon Taylor? That unworthy, ungrateful, ugly, unbred, intalented piece of shit stole the International title that was rightfully min-… UHM Danny Mainer’s and now I plan to exact revenge for that lousy cripple! I WILL BREAK JON TAYLOR’S SPINE IN HAAAALF, DROP HIM ON HIS HEAD, I WILL BREAK HIS WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRLLLLLLL-

Sparkiesuck bends over and starts to cough and splutter as he runs out of breath from shouting. He slaps his knee once continuing to cough up before spitting on the floor. Sparkie rubs the back of his neck which is mostly covered by mask before taking a deep breath again breathing in and out again.

McNally: Looks like Sparkiesuck is struggling ever so slightly.

Edison: All those needles!

Sparkiesuck:OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRLLLLLLD-AH! I am Sparkiesuck and I AM THE MAN that will also beat Ryan Cooper and will carry Jake Steele to his Entertainment Championship! I, Sparkiesuck am the DIAMOND STANDARD of this industry and you better be ready to enjoy The Garden of Eden because you’ll be thrown out soon after!

Sparkie storms off as we draw to a fade.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Keep Yourself Alive (Credit: Dan White)

The camera fades into what is a different location to what we've ever seen in ACW. We say it's different, but it's hard to recognise where it is because the whole place is almost in perpetual darkness. There's a window high up, and it shines through sleazy neon lights from a dark back alley. In fact, think Film Noire for the kind of setting the segment lies under. A soft-spoken voice can be heard, and it's hauntingly familiar to whom it might be.

Black & White: Hello, fans.

The figure remains in the darkness, outstretching a single glove, which we can see is made from latex.

Black & White: It's been a while since this character made an appearance. Way back at Fallen Heroes, it seems. What a bloody shame that I haven't been able to induce myself upon you all. You fine, fickle fans, you.

He chuckles that chuckle that we heard throughout the feud with Aiden, the chuckle that pierces the heart of many.

Black & White: See, my darlings. I have been informed that tonight I'm entering that blessed ring with one “Jason Freeman”. How frightfully rude though of Mr. Chairman and his cronies, but I suppose I'll teach that boy a fine lesson. I'll teach him an elegant lesson in how to kick someone's rear end with immaculate class. But I feel that one has already mentally spooked him before our match has even commenced.

He rests his hand on his other hand, which isn't dressed with a latex glove.

Black & White: You see, Mr. Freeman is interested in one thing and one thing only. He's interested in being where he is, for now and for always. Mr. Freeman does not indulge himself on more prestigious offers, much like the rest of us might. Case in point, he was frightened to end up winning the International Title that he failed dramatically in retaining it, and lost it. Sure, he won it back again but it wasn't long before he was back into obscurity.

He smirks, although this is hard to see through the shadows.

Black & White: Need a second opinion? Sure. Mr. Freeman, the delightful rebel that he is, thought he could shock us all and joined the Entourage, leaving the dastardly Senatorial Stable. Oh that rogue. I had the ultimate misfortune of having to work with him, the little scamp couldn't even match me for 7 pints. And it wasn't long before he trundled back to his old stomping ground, playing with the political no-brainers in the Entourage. Either that or he too managed to witness Aiden's cock, and unlike me felt that he had to be continuously close to him.

He laughs again, but it's not quite the chuckle of before.

Black & White: So, Mr. Freeman. What does this have to do with our match? Well you expected a Dan White that would go into that ring, have a fight, and see it to finish the match as soon as he could. You would like that, wouldn't you? You wouldn't want to be in that ring and realise that you have to fight a brand new persona. You wouldn't want to go into that match thinking you're in a 5 minute brawl, and end up in a 30 minute rout of torture. You're scared of facing the new me, the “other” me, the changed me.

He steps out the shadow, but surprisingly isn't in his “Black and White” moniker, but instead in his very different “Welsh Dragon” attire. He rips the glove off his left hand, twanging it against the wall.

Dan White: But you see, Freeman. Maybe I want to get the match over and done with. Maybe I just want to “Enter ring. Kick ass. Leave”. Maybe the thought of needing two game plans is going to freak you out so much, that you'll crumble in a pathetic heap like you are. Nobody likes a crybaby, Freeman, so let's see if you have the balls to give me a fight. That, Freeman, is a right touch.

Fade Out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Golden Celebration - No Showers.
Credit: The Second Coming

AMERICA: FUCK YEAH! FRIDAY NIGHT

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The scene opens at an unfamiliar setting, well one you wouldn't expect to see during a tour currently in South America; The United States of America. What one would be doing here in the middle of such a tour I do not know, however I am sure we are about to find out! The exact location within the USA is unknown, though it is within a city that's for sure. Our focus appears to be the outside of one of the many clubs in the city, on the outside of the building is a huge sign reading “Area 51”. There are of course a couple of personnel on the doors, though there is no line outside for entry. Right on cue a trio of men approaches, the door men mutter something, though allow the men to pass. As they enter the club it's clear who this trio is; The Second Coming. Taylor appears to be taking the lead, heading toward the bar while Showtime and Fallen tag along behind checking the place out.

Ryan Cooper | Showtime: Yo man, I still don't see why we had to fly all the way back here when we coulda gone out and partied with some mamacitas back in Rico!

Fallen Souls | The King of Satire: Probably has something to do with Jon Taylor being the definition of Racist. Literally, I bought a dictionary at the airport and that's what it said!

Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor: Well, if you want to go party in a mud hut with beer that tastes like piss, fine go ahead - but I'd much rather party in a place that actually has a roof that won't let rain in.

As Taylor finishes what he sees as justification for hopping on a plane and flying all the way to USA when the next ACW is in Chile, the three men approach the bar where a pretty woman can be seen waiting to serve them. I'm sure Taylor wouldn't mind getting served by her! Sexual harassment ensues.

Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor: Hey sweet cheeks, how ya doing? [Taylor leans on the side of the bar keeping his eye focused on the woman] Can I get two double vodkas and an orange juice for the little one here.

Taylor smirks at Fallen, who seems to take exception to this. The bar maid merely observes.

Fallen Souls | The King of Satire: Now I know for a fact you’re not talking about me! I'd hate to remind you which one of us throws the temper tantrums...

Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor: Ok, make that three double vodkas....though you may want to check him for ID, I heard they use Koreans for age experiments.

As the bar maid looks to get the drinks without saying a word, Fallen seems to have more than one to say.

Fallen Souls | The King of Satire: Taylor, your so ridiculous! Why, if I didn't know any better I'd say you were hitting on me. But then I remembered that your a closet homosexual and get uncomfortable from the thought...

Ryan Cooper | Showtime: Hey guys, remember about the therapy? You managed to go a whole flight without this, don't mess it up now! It's a celebration, bitches! Enjoy yourselves.

Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor: Hey, it's not my fault X can't take a joke is it?

Before Showtime or Fallen can reply the bar maid returns with the drinks, strangely she manages to go on to the next customer without anymore advances from Taylor, though she may not be out of the woods yet!

Ryan Cooper | Showtime: To capturing two out of three of ACW's championship belts!

The trio raise their glasses and hit them together.

Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor: It'll be three once X gets his head out of his ass....

X looks to reply though Taylor seems to remember the therapy.

Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor: ...though he was royally screwed out of winning Fallen Heroes by Gingertwat I suppose.

Ryan Cooper | Showtime: We're here to celebrate two victories JT, no point talking about history now is there? Now, what you two got planned for Omega Effect?

Fallen Souls | The King of Satire: I don't think there's much question what I'll be doing...there can't be a main event without Fallen Souls! I just need to figure out how to go about..doing..that.

Taylor tries to hold back his laughter, though doesn't do a very good job...

Fallen Souls | The King of Satire: Making a joke out of your life again, Taylor?

Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor: Nope, I'm good. I'll be successfully defending my title yet again, if there any “contenders” left by then of course. Not like there is anyone who can take the title away from me anyway.

Fallen grins at the last part.

Fallen Souls | The King of Satire: Sounds like something I would do. Oh wait, I did. Easily.

Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor: Shut up X.

Showtime looks to intervene to prevent another bickering session between his two stable mates.

Ryan Cooper | Showtime: After I take out that motherfucker Zero for good on Monday I'll be set to take out everyone in the division on route to be the BEST Entertainment Champion ever!

As Taylor looks to be lightening up a tad he strangely adds a smile into the mix. How un-Taylor like!

Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor: See, these two championship wins are just mere factors on our way of achieving our goal. Come Omega Effect we'll be holding all 5 championship belts in the stable, and there isn't a damn thing Gingertwat can do to stop us!

Though as we know that can all change ever so quickly when it comes Taylor, and it appears it's about to as a man approaches the bar, looking like he wants to talk to the trio!

Mark Barker | Random Fan: Hey, it's The Second Coming!

Taylor looks at the man, annoyed.

Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor: No shit, sherlock. Who the hell are you?

Mark Barker | Random Fan: Oh, sorry dude I'm a big ACW fan, I thought it would be awesome to meet you guys!

Ryan Cooper | Showtime: What's poppin'? Y'know the show's always got time for the fans!

Mark Barker | Random Fan: I'm so psyched for you two's title match with Mainer and Steele, they're my two favorite ACW Superstars, it's gonna be so awesome to see two new champions in one night!

Showtime's facial expression quickly switches to a sour look, but he manages to maintain his composure... However, Taylor's mood and mindset seems to go from bad to terrible if his facial expression is anything to go by.

Ryan Cooper | Showtime: Um, man that's not really a good thing to say....

Mark Barker | Random Fan: Gingerdude's such an awesome chairman, don't you think?

Fallen Souls | The King of Satire: I hope you've had a full life, kid. I really do. If that's not the case, you better start running.

The fan looks Fallen confused.

Mark Barker | Random Fan: Why? What did I do wrong?!

And right on cue Taylor's therapy seems to have totally failed as he leaps at the fan taking him down off of his feet. As the two crash to the ground Taylor immediately unleashes hard left and rights from the mount position.

Fallen Souls | The King of Satire: Well, so much for that. Dibs on his wallet.

Ryan Cooper | Showtime: Hell no! JT, man what the fuck you doing?! Trying to get a fucking lawsuit?!

Taylor continues to punish the fan, despite Showtime and X trying to pull him off. Eventually security notice and arrive. They try to pull Taylor off also, though Taylor sees it fit to elbow both of them in the face. Not a good choice Taylor, not a good choice. Eventually back up arrives and they manage to contain Taylor, with a bit of help from Showtime and Fallen. As they pull Taylor off, the fan can be seen with blood rushing out of his nose and crying. The Second Coming are promptly escorted out of the club, with Taylor thrown out of the door.

Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor: HOW ABOUT YOU TRY TAKING ME WHEN MY BACK'S NOT TURNED, FUCKERS!

The trio begin to head off down the street, though Taylor turns around several times.

Fallen Souls | The King of Satire: Aren't we just the happy family now? Guess Taylor is the drunken uncle...

Ryan Cooper | Showtime: Dude seriously, why can't you just control yourself for one goddamn night?!

Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor: Hey! You saw him! 1 second later and he was going to try jump me!

Fallen Souls | The King of Satire: Yes, scrawny kids today are the most dangerous people in the world. In fact, I'll bet he was going to add you to his trophy collection of victims. Way to dodge that bullet.

Jon Taylor | The Ultimate Competitor: Fuck you...

And there it is, back to old times already! It didn't take long did it? Ah, well I suppose one day's better than nothing...

End.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: I need Grand Theft Auto IV… (Credit: Jake Steele)

“Well sir, you see, the game has gotten a rating of 10 by all game reviewers. That includes Gamestop, IGN, and Game Informer. And being a gamer myself, I can honestly say it is one of the best game experiences you would ever come across on the 360.”

“Great. Do ya’ll have any in stock?”

“Hold on please while I check”

The man waits as “I’m So Hood” by DJ Khaled plays in the background, a few moments pass by and the worker of the gameshop still hasn’t returned. A few moments later, he pops up, and replies to the impatient man.

“Hello, Mr. Steele, are you still with us?”

Jake Steele: Yeah, ya’ll got it?

“Alright, thank you for holding, sorry for taking so long, the manager here at Best Buy looked with me, and he says there is 1... COPY… LEFT”

Jake Steele: Oh my god, I’ll be there in 10 minutes!

The scene cuts to a split screen with Jake looking shocked, and action music beginning ti play in the background. Jake quickly hits end on his Razr V3, as he shoves the phone into his pocket. He grabs his keys off of his computer desk and rushes out of his apartment, slamming the door behind him. He rushes down the long flight of steps, and makes it to the last flight, unto which he jumps down, he burst through the glass door, to which the scene freeze frames and goes into a spin cycle, before stopping on Steele’s face and going back to normal. Steele falls to the ground, but quickly gets back up and wipes the glass off of him. He jumps into his silver/blue Mercedes CLK350 Cabriolet, as he sticks his keys into the ignition, and revs up the car.

Jake Steele: Hurry up yo’ ass up!

The car obliges and starts up fully, as Steele’s local radio station begins to play (Power 99) “Drop and Gimme 50” by Mike Jones is currently playing, as Steele pulls out of the parking lot and begins his quest to obtain Grand Theft Auto IV.

… At Best Buy …

Jake Steele pulls up to the store, and jumps out of the car, with his keys still in the ignition, but he doesn’t care because he’s gonna’ get GRAND THEFT AUTO IV! He runs into the store at lightning speed, bumping other people who are walking out of the store with smiles on their faces, as they have bought their desired product. Steele doesn’t give a damn about the others, as he rushes to the Video Game Department, he is almost there when he runs past a small child, who holds Grand Theft Auto IV in his hand, Steele notices this, as the scene fades into slow motion once again, Steele stops his movement, and the camera focuses on his eyes, which are red and suddenly caused “Kill Bill” music to play in the background. He snaps his head around, looking back the young kid.

Jake Steele: Must… Kill… Target…

Steele jumps onto the new dvd releases and await’s the kid to past, as soon as he does, Steele jumps off and gets ready to attack… just when the worker who talked to him on the phone pops up, and stops him.

Jimmy Best Buy: MR. STEELE, MR. STEELE! WAIIIITTT!

Steele: …

Steele hops off of the stack of DVD’s and lands safely on the ground. He walks up to the worker calmly… before grabbing his shirt and demanding answers…

Steele: I WANT MY GTA, AND I WANT IT NOW!

Jimmy Best Buy: Sir, I saved a copy in the back for you, here it… is.

Jimmy Best Buy pulls the copy out and hands it to Steele, who’s face turns anime and he starts to skip off into the cashier lane, he pays for his product, and walks outside, still skipping along the merry way… Until he notices his car is gone.

Jake Steele: AW THAT IS SOME BULLSHI-…

[Fade]

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Making The Hottest Talk Show On T.V.
Part 1: Setting Up The Show
Credit: Jake Cheng and Jay Zero for his lines.

’Lookin’ Sharp’ is how the ladies would describe Jake Cheng on the very warm night in the Chilean capital. Anyone walking by the loading bay at the Arena Santiago would comment on Jake’s attire. His red tie accents the suit jacket and the black slacks with its nice creases. Jake adjusts said tie as three Chilean works carries various furniture out of the truck that backed up into the loading bay.

They already took out a variety of props, which include a fake window that shows out to a city skiyline. There is also a panel of five buttons, with different labels like ‘applause’ and ‘boo’ and ‘technical difficulties.’ There is a semi-circular desk straight out of Space Ghost Coast To Coast needing to be moved over to the set area. One man takes a comfortable looking armchair and places it on the left side of the set next to the most important piece of the show. The Water Cooler: much nicer and newer than the one in Puerto Rico, but it still has than classic office-style feel to it.

Jake: Alright, set up the chair next to the Water Cooler. No, not it front of it! Argh...

The first guest and one of the creators of the water cooler, Jay Zero turns the corner of the unfamiliar halls of the Arena Santiago. The former Light-Heavyweight Champion stops dead in his tracks in his ring gear. He looks around the open area in confusion and awe...but mostly confusion.

Zero: Jake, what is this stuff?[/color]

Jake: Apparently, the show was very popular, so I’m going t continue the series.

Zero: I don’t...[/color]

Jake: You’ll of course get some of the credit for inventing it

Zero: Jake – it was a joke, man.[/color]

Jake: Well, it went over well.

Zero: Whatever. [/color]

Jay walks away and Jake continues directing the Chilean workers on where to put the semi-circular talk show style desk. One of the two men drops his end of the desk, which lands on his toe. Jake buries his face in his palms and walks over to the two men as the scene fades out. Maybe Jake won’t be able to continue his show...

Fade Out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 1: Jason Freeman vs. Dan White (Credit: Danny Mainer)

MATCH: Jason Freeman VS Dan White (Credit: Mainer)

THIS MATCH is brought to you by Excedrin, the favourite snack of Chihuahuas everywhere.

MATCH START:
Dan White and Jason Freeman started this off with a collar and elbow tie up which Dan immediately broke by rushing forward and slamming an elbow into the forehead of Freeman sending him stumbling back into the ropes. He then whips Freeman off the ropes about half a metre before pulling him straight back into an elbow to the head which sends him to the floor. Dan then starts to deliver the stomps to the stomach showing his dominance early on in the match. The crowd are at a loss for who to cheer for and so just boo everyone involved. Freeman quickly made it to his feet but when Dan hit a Facedown DDT he didn’t get up quite so rapidly. Dan grabbed Freeman by his head and peeled his face off the mat but Freeman was back out fo nowhere with a Running Jump Bicycle Kick, the trademark move kicking him to the floor. Freeman then grabbed White by his head and started with punches to the head followed by a violent DDT dropping him onto his face.

MATCH MIDDLE:
Freeman hit a Double Underhook Backbreaker with a huge glowing grin on his face followed by a Forced Face Wipe to the mat. Dan’s face is smushed into the floor. Freeman stops and compliments the face smushing with stomps to the neck and head area. Freeman then dropped to one knee placing it on Dan’s neck. Freeman then put both hands on Dan’s head and cranked it back causing hyper-extension of the neck to the dismay or delight of the crowd, depending if you like Dan or not. Dan uses his energy to push up and out of this move though and hits an elbow to the stomach sending Freeman stumbling back. Dan flies up to his feet and takes Freeman to the ground with The Millionaire’s Waltz from absolutely out of nowhere jarring his neck with great impact as he hits the floor. Freeman yells in pain as he struggles to be able to move his arms. Dan makes it to his feet clutching his neck as the crowd start to get into the match.

MATCH END:
Right into an adrenaline rush, the two met at the centre elbowing each other in the face while running leading them to be stumbling back to opposite corners and adrenaline starts to kick in. Freeman and Dan sprint at each other but Freeman is quicker to move hitting the Glorydriver. Freeman then walks to Dan’s corner and starts to pose and posture as Dan stumbles to his feet. Dan is up to one knee, he twists around and Freeman swoops in to hit The No Freedom but White is quicker hitting a Dragonzuri. Freeman is amazingly not downed though just stunned. Dan bounces to his feet and hits Machines as the beginning of the end is signalled. Freeman can barely stand at this point as he is about to become victim of The Brighton Rock, Freeman ducks the Brighton Rock however to the surprise of the crowd but not to Dan, Freeman on instinct throws a boot but becomes victim of a Dragon Attack getting thrown to the floor. Freeman rolls onto one knee turning his back to Dan. Dan grabs the shoulders and twists him around with a quick Stuntbomb. 3-count later and Dan’s shoulder is raised.

WINNER: Dan White VIA Stunt Bomb/Pinfall (14:32)

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: With Great Power... (Credit: FSX)

Have you ever found yourself instilled with a greater purpose that you never truly wished upon yourself? With a power and responsibility to do the right thing, when in reality you just wish to go with the flow and not take the bold step to lead others into the new age with your awesome ability? Well, it's quite likely not all of us have seen such a situation to that extent, but to a lesser one we may very well of experienced it. But when you found yourself in the midst of that struggle, what was your choice of option? Did you strive to do anything to make things better? Did you do everything in your power to do what was expected of you, and what would help all those around you? Or did you simply give up on your task and pass it on to someone else that was more energetic? It's an odd thing to really understand, but the case is most often that people surrender. Well it's surely never the case that ONLY YOU can save the world around you and ONLY YOU have the power to take on great responsibility, it still is quite sad when you simply give up immediately. Then again, it could be worse. You could continue to strive for something you'll likely never reach...long after all hope has left you.

FSX: Now what can I do to save the world today...? Hmm.

Some must wonder why Fallen always makes an entrance with a bizarre and unusual line of dialog, but it's quite clear what he's talking about today. Clearly having acquired mutant powers due to exposure of radioactivity, Fallen has become a super hero! With a supersonic thought process, it's quite clear that there is no stopping him! But then again...if he had a such a mutant power he probably wouldn't be mulling over something in the fashion he was. Looks like he's still a civilian after all...oh well. Perhaps he has a zany problem to liven things up!

FSX: I'm sure I could keep up with the initial plans that have brought us so far, but nothing has pushed us over the top yet..it's proven that power can be held by anyone, but not that anyone can reign supreme! What is the missing element?

As the great search for the missing link seems to be commencing before our very eyes, Fallen appears to be growing quite frustrated with the fact that nothing has dawned upon him yet. Assuming it was just the scenery around him that was stopping him from coming up with brilliance, he began to collect his things with the intent to leave. Unfortunately, it seems things won't go so smoothly...

FSX: Wait a second...

Beginning to dig deeper into the papers that have been sitting in front of him and implied useful all of this time it seems as if something catches his eye, which also seems to have been implied. Brushing a few of the papers from his view to get a clearer look he can only pause for a moment and ponder what to do with his own discovery

FSX: There are only two guaranteed shots at the World Title given out every year, due to the special events the company puts forth to give the little guy a chance to make it big... This year neither was won by a fresh face, just the same old dominating forces. But to this point, only one of them was used...right? So that would mean...

Grinning after a moment as whatever it was that he was piecing together seems to finally dawn on him, Fallen jumps up and dances around the room for a moment happily, laughing to himself and spinning around. One would think he would break out into song if something else hadn't crossed his mind.

FSX: But none of this makes ME the number one contender. I'm not Steve, and that's not going to change..and I can't just become Yoko. Someone would probably notice that. Then again, no one did notice when Dan White came back...but that's not the same.

Debating the possibilities that present themselves to him, he paces around the room for a moment and seems to run over his options. He couldn't just become Yoko and go around calling himself the Fokoberg...or could he? No, this all seemed too ridiculous! Even for him! There must be another way.

FSX: Drag isn't the answer...if my parents taught me anything, that's it. But if I can still get that title shot, that would prove to people that the little guy can do anything if he sticks to his beliefs! Right?

Pausing for a moment as he rubs the back of his head, Fallen begins to come to an understanding as to why no one has been replying to him for the past few minutes. Becoming flustered for a moment, Fallen quickly makes his way out of the room and into a hallway of the arena, looking around curiously before making his way over to a backstage worker.

FSX: That was embarrassing! I was talking to myself! Oh well, glad that's over with...

Backstage Worker: Wait, what do you want?

FSX: I need someone to bounce ideas off of and your the first person I saw in the distance. You don't mind doing it though, right?

Backstage Worker: Well, actually I'm busy trying to deliver a baby.

FSX: ...What?

Taking a look at the scene in front of him, it seems that the worker wasn't kidding when he brought that up. Fallen simply looks on blankly for a moment before slowly backing away from it, not willing to be roped into another situation that could end badly..especially when some kind of baby is involved.

FSX: These overseas tours are weird...someone is always shooting something into them or having something fall out of them.

??: I'm not even going to begin to tell you all the things that are wrong with that sentence.

A voice in the distance? Why, this must be a good sign! Perhaps there is some form of mutant alliance forming and Fallen will be invited to lead it!...oh right, he doesn't have any powers...Well, it's still interesting to hear a mysterious voice in the distance! It would probably even be more interesting if it wasn't just Will Anger.

FSX: Back from the dead again, Will? Didn't I tell you I never wanted to see you again?

Anger: Probably did, but I've been busy stalking you for so long I can't get out of the habit. Besides, we haven't had our little talk about how Fallen Heroes went down.

FSX: Ah...I remember that night like it was just a week ago. It was the night that my dreams perished, and I'll remember it forever...way to ruin my dreams, Will.

There seems to be a look of obvious irritation appears on Will's face after a moment, though it's hard to think he didn't understand why Fallen would say such a thing. If it wasn't for him things may very well of gone differently, and maybe Senator wouldn't of known enough to get the win. But still, nothing notable proves that the rumble was sabotaged by backstage information...

Anger: Are you still going on about that? I tried to help you! I mean, I ultimately gave him what he needed to beat you..but I tried to help you too!

FSX: By doing what? Whipping on a rubber mask and locking me in a poorly built closet behind an over-sized medicine ball?

Anger: Exactly

FSX: Yeah, turns out that didn't work out...

Anger: Too bad...I could of swore it would.

Smirking for a moment at the sheer ridiculousness of the thought, Fallen turns to face Will for once and looks to him carefully. He's yet to decide the fate of his old friend, though one must assume it will be a cruel one.

FSX: So what are you here to ruin my day with now?

Anger: Well I saw you sulking and bitching about your problems well wandering down a hallway and immediately knew I was the only one that could stop and help.

FSX: Your a Scientologist?

Anger: Wha..? No, damn it! I just know exactly how you can get that shot at the World Title that you want so badly, and I do think you'll want to hear about this! All you have to do is follow me!

As a vision of Tom Cruise ranting would flutter by the eyes of every mesmerized senior citizen in the arena, Fallen really had something to give some thought too. The offer that sat on the table before him could easily be the answer to all of his problems...but at the same time it could just be another trick. Who knows what Anger might have up his sleeve to get Fallen a title shot, and who knows what his intentions were.

FSX: I don't know...you broke my heart, Will.

Anger: Yet I'm offering you a chance to become World Champion...

FSX: Good point! Sounds like all is forgiven to me! Now all you need to do is lead the way and give me the shot I need!

Anger: So we're friends again...?

FSX: If you can get me that title shot, we can be lovers if you want!....you know, never mind what I just said. That seems really excessive. We can be friends, though.

Anger: Well, that's pretty much what I wanted! Just follow me to glory!

As Fallen and Will went off together into the shining light in the distance, one has to wonder if they will ever be seen again! Or maybe this idea will actually end up making sense and Fallen will manage to gain a shot at the title! But even if he did end up with another chance at glory, will it mean anything at this point after he's done such a good time proving he was second best? Maybe this is the chance that he's been waiting for all along, and he'll finally manage to reach the top because of it! Anything could happen if you dream...and if your doing it all for the right cause!

...In the end, yourself...

Fade to black.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: A Record Deal (Credit: Train)

The following happens shortly after Meltdown last week. We place our scene in a local bar in San Juan, Puerto Rico. And it just to happens to be Karaoke night here. Various tourists are here, talking to the people they are with. A few brave, drunk souls, are up on the stage singing some of their favorite songs. We see Thunder Train here also, sitting at the bar eating bowlful after
bowlful of pretzels. In front of him are also several mugs of beer. The bartender can't help but stare at the monster of a man eating and drinking everything he sees.

Bartender: Umm....mister....You know we can give you more than pretzels? I mean...you might be getting full.

Thunder Train: The train...is....ALWAYS HUNGRY!...more pretzels!! MOAR!!!

Bartender: *Sigh* Alright, sir.

Just as he gets MOAR PRETZELS!!! The person up on the stage finishes singing and the host walks up onto the stage.

Host: Alright are there any more people that want to sing tonight? Come on! We won't judge!!

Train turns around and gets up from his seat. He walks and stumbles onto the stage. The stage lowers due to the massiveness of Train. He pushes the guy off stage and puts the microphone in his hand.

Train: Ya! I got something to say....Showtime!....you got lucky! We both know...that...any day...of the month I could beat me! I mean you! Now to calm yourself up I have the audience sing to me I will.

The lights dim onto Train...

Train:

We're no strangers to food. You know the menu and so do I. A full buffet whats I'm thinking of. You wouldn't get this from any other restaurant.

I just wanna order my dinner.
Gotta make you understand.

Train grabs a sandwich

Never Gonna eat you up.
Never Gonna set you down.
Never Gonna eat desert around you.
Never Gonna make you cry sauce.
Never gonna say goodbye.
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you.

Crowd: BOOOOOOO!!!

Train: Just kidding Sandwich. NOM NOM NOM NOM

Train eats the sandwich and gets booed off stage. Bottles and various other items are thrown at him as he falls off. One man however, likes how Train's voice sounds and goes to help him up.

Guy: Wow, you have a great voice. My name is Douglas Awesome. Listen, I represent Awesome International Douglas Studios. And I want to sign you.

Train: Really?

Douglas: Yes. Now listen I want you to come to our studio when you get the chance. Here is our number. We have various locations around the world. And I knew I recognized you from somewhere. You're that Thunder Train guy right?

Train: Yeah. Hey, thanks for the card and the help. I'll be sure to call you when I get the chance to.

Douglas: Alright good. You could be very big Train. Just imagine it, THUNDER TRAIN: THE ALBUM!....I'll see you later...

The man walks off and Train regains his composure and looks at the card. He walks back over to the bar and eats another sandwich in one bite before leaving the bar.

Fade to black.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: “Entertainment Faux Pas” Credit: ~Aj, Sarin

[As the cameras switch back to the ring following our previous segment, ACW viewers worldwide are greeted with an image of Charlotte King standing the center of the ring. Her trusty microphone in one hand and a mysterious magazine in the other, she wastes no time in beginning this highly anticipated and advertised segment.]

Charlotte King: Once in a great while in our savage little world of pyramids of hell and death matches, a small few transcend the image that sports entertainment normally portrays. For these lucky individuals, a world of opportunity awaits outside our little island. This certainly holds true for a couple of names on our current roster who received some very exciting news this week. Included in this years People Magazine’s annual top “100 Most Beautiful People” list is not one, but rather two ACW talents. Now, before I reveal just the two names found within this magazine, does our crowd have any guesses they would like to share?

[The instant that Charlotte’s words are translated into Spanish, the Santiago crowd yelps out a plethora of choices in their native language. Thinking this was a good a good idea at the time, Charlotte suddenly realizes she is not bilingual and now stands dumbstruck and in state of confusion. Trying to distinguish what names are actually being said through all the commotion, she gives up and ignores her own question.]

Charlotte *smiling*: Well, I heard quite a few names! Time to find out if you were right! The first to make People’s top “100 Most Beautiful People” list - AIDEN JOSEPH!

[“Flashing Lights [Instrumental]” hits the sound system and a rain of golden sparks begins to fall from above. This of course can mean only one thing, the champion has arrived. Taking two steps out from the entranceway, Aiden comes to a stop and thrusts his head backwards. With both hands he rips open his shirt and allows every ripple on his clean shaven chest to seize the attention it so rightfully deserves.

The moment the golden sparks fizzle out, Aiden saunters to the ring, stopping only to return love to those who give it. Though they are few and far between, these fans will go home with memories that will last a lifetime. Finally out of kisses and hugs, Aiden whisks himself up the steel ring steps and glides in between the top and middle ropes. Once in the ring, he propels his palm outwards to the crowd and lets out a thunderous - ]

Aiden Joseph: KA-POW!

[As she witnesses Aiden motion his hand downwards to his belt buckle, Charlotte quickly raises the microphone to her lips and passes along an important message to the World Champion.]

Charlotte: The Chairman wanted me to remind you to keep your pants on tonight, Aiden.

Aiden: *sigh* If I must, but pray tell, do you agree with the Ginger’s decision?

Charlotte: Truth be told I was a bit disappointed myself.

Aiden: Keep speaking that way my dear and you’ll be on your way to a private show in no time.

[Charlotte adjusts her collar to let some air into her blouse after his comments. Refocusing on the task at hand, she turns away from the distraction that is Aiden Joseph and prepares to announce the second name.]

Charlotte: And joining Aiden on this years “Top 100 Most Beautiful People” list - SARIN ROSSI!

[For Aiden, hearing her name is like the sound of fingernails down a chalkboard. Unable to tolerate anything related to Sarin, Aiden turns his head away from the Alpha Tron and hums loudly so he cannot hear the opening beats of Lenny Kravitz’ “Lady.” Looking as elegant and radiant as ever, Sarin steps through the metal threshold of the show set and out into a crowd that simply adores her. Posing for as many photo opportunities as she possibly can without stalling the show, Sarin finally takes her place inside the ring with a gracious smile to her host. ]

Charlotte: Welcome Sarin.

Sarin Rossi: Always a pleasure, Charlotte!

[Sarin takes a few steps backwards into a corner that she makes her own. There, she folds her hands together and places them in front of her, trying to avoid eye contact with Aiden who scowls at her viciously.]

Charlotte: Well, I suppose our audience would like to know the rankings of our two superstars, now wouldn’t you?

[The Santiago crowd responds with a deafening roar.]

Charlotte: Very well then! Aiden, we will begin with you. According to People Magazine, you are the world’s ....

[Readying himself for the big reveal, Aiden puffs his chest out and raises his chin. Sarin takes one glance at him and rolls her eyes in disapproval.]

Charlotte: ... Thirty-Second most beautiful person! Congratulations!

Aiden: Hwhu? I’m number thirty-two?

[Aiden adjusts his tie as a distraction from his embarrassed laden face. He thought for sure he’d be at least in the teens; the twenties at the very worst. Not wanting to appear unpolished, he takes the “glass half full” approach at the expense of his rival.]

Aiden: Oh well, I supposed it could have been worse. I could be in the bottom half like that poor Rossi woman over there.

[Aiden points to Sarin who feels insulted at his very attention.]

Aiden: It’s okay, you do very admirable work with those poor children. I’m sure that bought you a few pity points.

Sarin: Yes, because my trip to Iraq was meant to secure me a spot in a magazine beauty list.

Aiden: *cough*skank*cough*

Sarin: Pardon me?

Aiden *smiling*: Nothing.

Charlotte King: Well actually....

[Charlotte’s two words stop Aiden in mid insult. His ears perk up and his heart almost stops as he waits for her to finish her sentence, all the while praying to God that it doesn’t conclude like he thinks it will.]

Aiden: Mhm?

Charlotte King: Sarin came in at number nineteen.

Aiden: WHAT?!

[Both the crowd and Aiden fly out of their seats the instant they hear this revelation! Only a few years of maturity prevent Aiden from laying prone on the mat and failing his arms and legs around in a hissy fit. In comparison, Sarin’s reaction could not be more contrary. Looking both surprised and honored, she calmly places her hand atop her chest and exclaims - ]

Sarin: Nineteen? Wow. How nice of them!

Aiden: This is preposterous!

[Simply beside himself, Aiden pries the magazine straight out of Charlottes hands. As his eyes see the truth for them themselves, he falls back into a state of denial. Freeing his hands of the object of “controversy” by throwing into the audience, Aiden rifles through his pockets like addict searching for his next hit.]

Aiden: It’s a misprint! It has to be. Whomever is in charge of this list is now out of a job, I’ll see to that! Where’s my phone!? I need my phone!

Sarin: I believe a diaper change is in order.

[He’s tries to ignore her insult at first, but her constant involvement (albeit involuntary) in his life’s dealings has pushed him too far. Drawing his index finger, he spins his Kiton Napolis in Sarin’s direction and points it right between her eyes.]

Aiden: Bite your tongue you hussy!

Sarin: You need to calm down. It's just a magazine.

Aiden: Listen you annoying little jezebel, you need to remove yourself from my business!

Sarin: Oh? I didn’t know I was in your business to begin with!

Aiden: Oh don’t be facetious! Your interruption during my post match interview at Fallen Heroes, intruding upon my private wing of the arena last Thursday on Meltdown and now THIS provides me with all the evidence I need see you have an agenda! You may think it’s all fun and games to step into my spotlight Sarin, but make no mistake ...

[Aiden pauses his sentence. Wishing to reassure himself that Sarin receives his message loud and clear, he leans in and looks directly into her aquamarine eyes; his face so close that the scent of Aramis Surface tickles her nose.]

Aiden: .... I don’t like to share.

[With a snap of his fingers, Aiden storms out of the ring to a chorus of boos. Back inside, Charlotte makes a concerned motion towards Sarin who looks extremely temperamental and ready to explode. Her restraint over the past few weeks has been exemplary, but even her pacifistic ways are being pushed to the limit. Should they meet again, Aiden would best quell his current attitude to avoid experiencing first hand what thirty-three unlucky others have before him.]

[FADE]

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: You don’t know (Credit: Mr. Red)

Mr. Red is shown sitting in his locker room taping up his arms and getting ready for competition. His wife has apparently stepped out for a bit as she is no where to be found. Mr. Red seems lost in his own world, mumbling to himself. He is so absorbed in whatever he is doing that he doesn't realize that Bo Diaz has entered the room behind him.

Bo: Hey, dude. Can I have a word with you?

Red: No. Get the hell out of here.

Bo: Look, I will only take a minute.

Red: This better be good. I still have the itch to beat your ass.

Bo: I've just been cleared to wrestle after that beating Gabriel gave me at the end of the show last month. I know Gabriel isn't finished yet. We are both still alive and he won't stop til we are dead.

Red: If you asking for my help, I am going to tell you right now....I will not help you.

Bo: Come on, Scott. You know I didn't mean what I did.

Red: How can you say that? How do you not mean to push someone in front of someone who is getting ready to kill his enemy.

Red stands up and faces Bo.

Red: You don't know the shit I have faced. The pain I have gone through. The guilt I have felt for killing someone's father. I have dealt with this shit alone. Now you are gonna have to do the same.

Bo: You don't think I have felt the same way? I pushed him. And I don't even know why I did it.

Red: I know why you did it.

Bo pauses and looks at Red.

Bo: Why?

Red: You were trying to save Gabriel. You were going to turn on me but it backfired.

Bo: WHAT?!? Are you fucking insane? Do you honestly fucking believe the words coming out of your mouth?

Red: I do. You see..after seeing the video, I finally noticed you pushing his dad in between us. You knew what I was going to do and you tried to change the outcome.

Bo: I didn't mean what I did.

Red: You never mentioned it again. I struggled to get over the fact that I killed him. I never had help. This could all be avoided had you have told me what you did. I went down alone, not realizing I actually had an accomplice.

Bo: I just......

Red: To hell with it. Get the fuck out.

Bo stands there and stares angrily at Mr. Red for a moment before turning and walking out the door. Mrs. Red arrives to the door at the same time Bo leaves. He gives her a violent shove that sends her crashing into the wall across the hall. Mr. Red grabs his baseball bat and rushes for the door after Bo. He gets to the hall late as he notices Bo is long gone. He turns his attention to his wife, who is struggling to her feet across the hall. He rushes over to help her as the scene fades out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 2: Thunder Train vs. Sarin (Credit: Scott Andrews)

With Sarin’s enormous size disadvantage, she is wary as the match begins to stay away from Thundertrains enormous frame. She ducks his grip several times; ducking, rolling, and eventually launching into a crucifix position. Her weight disadvantage however allows Thundertrain to stop the pin attempt and he drops straight down into a samoan drop, and attempts a pin for a two count.

Sarin is lifted to her feet and is hoisted into the air with a military press as Thundertrain shows off his amazing strength. The “Mistress of the Pin” lives up to her name however as she struggles and falls behind him dropping into a sunset flip pin. Her momentum allows for her to bring him down and pin him, but only for a one count.

Sarin doesn’t want to mess around with the big man so she immediately gets to her feet and begins unleashing heavy kicks to a knelt down Thundertrain. Two kicks to the midsection followed by a hefty strike to the head sends the giant down and allows Sarin to pin him again; but only for a two count as Thundertrain hurls Sarin into the air to break the pin.

He grabs her and throws her into the turnbuckle before running back and charging with full velocity, crashing into Sarin with a stinger splash style body crushing attack. Sarin drops to her knees and eventually to the ground as Thundertrain hooks her leg and goes for a pin, but at the two count Sarin puts her other leg on the ropes, stopping the Senatorialite from gaining victory.

Train is angered and begins complaining to the referee. Sarin sees this as a chance to attack as she leaps up and bounces off the ropes, connecting with a graceful head scissor takedown, taking Thundertrain to the mat. Both are quite slow to get moving; Sarin with her body being mulched only seconds ago, and Train having his head twisted in ways you aren’t supposed to twist it.

Train gets up and moves towards Sarin. She sees him and rolls out of the ring. He follows her as he throws his legs over the ropes and jumps to the floor. He chases Sarin around the ring until she slides swiftly into the ring and gets up to prepare for an attack. Thundertrain enters the ring without caution as Sarin leaps up with a Rin Spin, taking Train down for a three count.

WINNER: Sarin

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment “Matching Outfits” Credit: The Senatorial Stable

Meanwhile in the Senatorial Stable locker room ...

[Making like General Patton, Steve Phillips stands before his troops. With the Second Coming now possession over half of ACW’s titles, the Senator from Illinois thought his group was long overdue for a few words of encouragement.]

Senator: It has been a great while since we have had a pep talk and I figured it would do us all well to get together and discuss the current matters at hand. Before I begin, I would just like to say that it does me proud to see the entire Stable all gathered here today. Well, almost all of us that is.

Jason Freeman: Where’s Thun - errr - Aiden?

Johnny Hughes: Who knows. Who cares.

[Freeman nods his head in approval at Hughes’ disdain for his colleague. However, this sentiment cannot be shared by Mr. Phillips, who actually is very curious of Aiden’s whereabouts. Turning his attention onto a large man who sits in the back of the room eating a delicious Subway sandwich, he hopes the World Champion's location will be revealed.]

Senator: Train, have you seen Mr. Joseph anywhere?

Thunder Train: He told me he was getting cleaned today or something.

Senator *facepalming*: Why am I not surprised? So be it, we shall begin without him.

[The Senator clears this throat and places both hands behind his back. With a look of enthusiasm he begins his speech, one he took pride in crafting late last night for several hours. In his mind he feels that if this doesn’t raise morale after a very trying week, nothing will.]

Senator: With Omega Effect on the horizon we have -

OM NOM NOM NOM

Senator: - been experiencing increased challenges from -

OM NOM NOM NOM

Sentor: - the Second Coming. Now that they have two-thirds of the belts in their possession -

OM NOM NOM NOM

~!~SLAM~!~

[Thrusting his fist into the table in front of him, he puts an abrupt end to the annoyance.]

Senator: Train! Would you please cease your chewing? Do you not have any manners? Gluttony is one of the Seven Deadly Sins for a reason!

[Cowering like a scolded child, Train can only muster up enough courage to say only one word.]

Thunder Train: Sorry....

~!~WHOOSH~!~

Aiden Joseph: Hey, hey!

[Leaping into the room, throwing one hand in front of him and leaning back, the World Champion makes his grand entrance. His arrival relieves the Senator, pleases Train and dashes the hopes of both Freeman and Hughes.]

Senator: You are late, Mr. Joseph!

Aiden: I know, I apologize greatly. My lateness was for a just cause, I assure you. I had a detox treatment this morning and I feel absolutely fabulous! Reinvigorated. Reinvented. Refreshed.

Senator: Please, have a seat, I was just addressing the troops!

Aiden: Another one of your pep talks? *Scoff* Like I need a pep talk. Anyway, I have something more important to talk about. With our upcoming match at Omega Effect, we need to make sure we steal the show and I have taken steps to ensure we do exactly that Steven!

[With a smile a mile long, Aiden reaches into his travel bag and pulls out a turquoise colored folder.]

Aiden: MATCHING. OUTFITS. I have the designs all finished! Here, take a look!

Freeman *whispering to Hughes*: I really hate this guy.

[Waiting for Hughes to agree, Freeman becomes horrified when he takes note that his stable mate is no longer sitting beside him. Since his arrival, Hughes has most certainly not enjoyed Aiden’s presence but has done a magnificent job hiding his feelings. Unable to bear anymore, he now acts upon them. Dashing out of his seat, he sends a very harsh message to Aiden by slapping his fashion designs out of his hand.]

Hughes: That is quite enough out of you!

Aiden: Is there a problem here?

Hughes: Yes! Yes there is a problem here! A big one! You barge in here thinking you are the King week after week and I’ve had enough! You have brought nothing to this stable since your arrival! Nothing! You put ZERO focus on this team or ACW, ZERO! Yet somehow you manage to hold our industry’s top prize! I will no longer stand idly by while you make an embarrassment out of my stable and my profession! For quite a while now I have been dreaming of the moment when I can wipe that smug smile off your face and tonight is that night!

Aiden: Are you proposing a match?

Hughes: Proposing? No, I am NOT proposing! I am demanding! I will see you in the ring tonight, “Champ.”

[Hughes storms out of the room and Freeman shortly follows, no doubt wishing to remove himself from the awkwardness that now fills the room like a fine morning mist. With a stressful sigh, The Senator takes a seat and rubs his temples in hopes of preventing a massive migraine that is now brewing from within.]

Aiden: So, are you going to take a look at our new clothes?

Senator *shouting*: NO!

Aiden: Well, just in case you change your mind I’m going to sit this right here.

[Aiden picks up his folder and places it atop Steve’s makeshift desk. With the flickering of his fingers, Aiden scurries out of the doorway to find both privacy and comfort within his own private dwellings. His speech ruined and his head rattled, Steve wonders to himself if this night could possibly get worse; he had to ask.]

OM NOM NOM NOM

Thunder Train *smiling*: Wanna bite?

Senator: *Sigh*

[FADE]

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Making The Hottest Talk Show On T.V.
Part 2: This Interview Is Longer Than Showtime’s Penis.
Credit: Jake Cheng

As the picture cuts backstage, the crowd in the Arena Santiago gives a loud pop for a man unknown to ACW Television. The obviously Chilean man tugs on his collar and brings the ACW branded microphone to his mouth.

Pablo: Hello ACW. My name is Pablo and I live here in Santiago, Chile. The home crowd might recognize me from Canal Dos Television, or Channel Two for you English speakers. Tonight I have been invited to be a guest interviewer for ACW and have the pleasure of interviewing a former World-Heavyweight Champion. Ladies and gentleman, The Chinese Phenom, Jake Cheng.

The Chilean crowd boos wildly as the camera pans back to reveal the still sharply-dressed Jake Cheng, who looks very excited to be there.

NAHT!

Pablo: Hello Mr. Cheng.

Jake: Oh thank God! I was nervous about you speaking English or having a very hard to understand accent.

Pablo: Nope. I speak English fluently. I am the translat-

Jake: Congratulations. Now was there something you wanted to ask me because I have to go prepare for an interview of my own?

Pablo: That is actually what I wanted to talk to you about! This show, The Water Cooler, what made you start it?

Jake: You know, last week when I interviewed Jay Zero, it was an interesting experience. I enjoyed it so much that I have decided to continue the segment for the duration of the World Tour.

Pablo: Interesting. So you can get a better understand of whats going on inside the superstars heads and manage to entertain the fans. Great-

Jake: Woah woah woah. I am definitely not here to entertain anyone. And who gives a shit what they are thinking? This is just for my personal gain. Who knows what I’ll learn. Maybe I’ll get some people’s weaknesses or something. I’m just gonna sit back and shit on everyone that sits on the couch opposite me. And as long as the ratings are good, I’ll get that bonus.

Pablo: Oh, like the bonus you got for your highly entertaining loss to The S.E.X. last week?

Incineration.

Jake: Oh, your clever. You’ve been waiting on that one for a while. Yes, I lost to Jake Steele. Ring rust. But that won’t stop me in my quest for the International Title. But it won’t happen again. Mr. Sex, don’t think you have gotten off the hook. Next time we meet in that ring, I’m gonna throw everything I’ve got right in your face. God, I feel so queer saying that.

Jake makes a obscene gesture involving his right hand around his upper thigh area. He leans his head back like he is being pleasured and gins widely.

Jake: Oh my God yes! Right in your face!

He stops his acting and Pablo is thoroughly weirded out, taking several steps back from Jake.

Jake: Steele, you’re a fucking joke. This interview is done.

Pablo: But Mr. Cheng...

Jake: Sorry Bud, just a short interview today.

Yeah. the segment maybe be short, but its longer than other things...

Fade Out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Revolution? Hardly. (Credit: BK London)

For the past few days, while many enjoyed the scuffle between Adrian Flamingo and BK London that closed Warfare - many asked one simple question: Why? Why did BK London just appear from the back after Flamingo's momentous win and attack him so maliciously? At this point, not even BK London could put into words his intentions, but for some reason he felt it was right. Maybe it was his promo earlier in the evening that ignited the fire within him. He told the people, and more directly Adrian Flamingo, that he wasn't going to allow him to just systematically destroy the company he built up over the past four years. Adrian Flamingo was a virus in ACW, and BK London pronounces himself "the Cure".

BK London attempted to himself to find out the answer to that question, but upon reaching the building he found out he had bigger matters to attend to at hand. In the main event, he faces Rattlesnake. Since Rattlesnake came to ACW the two have managed to butt heads time after time. And each time, Rattlesnake would take a different persona. First "The Vision of Greatness", next "Emperor Rattlesnake", and currently "The Revolutionary".

BK London: The Revolutionary? The Renaissance? Did you manage to get stuck in the 18th century Rattlesnake? More than two years ago you stepped into ACW and for more than two years, you continue to spout the same mindless dribble. Whether it is in the form of a vision, whether you're overseeing your kingdom, or whether you're planning a renaissance - it's the same crap: you want to prove you're the best, we get it. For month after month after month, we had to sit through promos of you plotting your return. "Big return at Fallen Heroes", it said. "The Revolution is coming", it said. And this...THIS is the best you can do? I don't see a new and improved Rattlesnake? I see the same old 250 pound tub of lard, who's playing "tricks" on the fans to attempt to garner some attention for himself. And it makes me sick...

As it should, over the past few years BK London realized that he no longer needed to trick the fans to garner attention. The fans responded more closely to blunt, in your face action, rather than months of tom-foolery.

BK London: ...but you know what else makes me sick? This..this Rattlesnake Renaissance world you're living in. Where the people adore Rattlesnake, they respect Rattlesnake, all awhile you sit on the top of the throne of ACW as the World Champion. This world where ACW is cleansed. This world where ACW enters the "golden age". Tonight Rattlesnake, I will make it my motive - NO - my DUTY to smack you with the cold hand of reality. This Rattlesnake Renaissance you live in is pure fiction, whereas I provide the facts. FACT! BK London has been here four years! FACT! Rattlesnake has only been here two. FACT! BK London has won two World Championships! FACT! Rattlesnake has won absolutely none!

People lie. Numbers don't.

BK London: Rattlesnake, you chose the wrong person to make your one on one return against. I have had no problem kicking the lips right off your face before, and I won't hesitate to do it again. Oh and Adrian Flamingo, feel free to mosey on down to the ring after, so we can pick up where we left off. It finishes TONIGHT!

With that, the scene fades out.

BK London's anticipating a big fight on his hands tonight with Rattlesnake, but he's anticipating an even bigger one with Adrian Flamingo. He plans to finish what they started on Meltdown, and this time no one's going to stop them.

Fade Out.