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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 19, 2008 17:30:43 GMT -5
The Upper Echelon Awaits… Danny Mainer It’s Monday Night which signals two things. RAW and Meltdown, but we only care about the latter. The main event is… well, without overstating, a match of epic proportions for this young man right here Danny Mainer. He’s sat alone in this dark room with only one ray of light shining through which comes from the narrowly opened door, you can just about make out his face and t-shirt and you can tell by the serious look on his face that XI-8000 has a big money situation on hand. He’s facing off against one of ACW’s most decorated, BK London. He’s got to beat the repeat Triple Crown champion, the golden boy of ACW. He’s got a lot on his mind, that’s for sure. Danny looks out into the doorway, his focus not even slightly broken. He takes a long breath and slicks back his hair with his left hand and then prepares for his long monologue. You can clearly see the tension on his face and there’s a huge signs of trepidation in the young mans mind about his huge challenge but it can’t be seen and the very words that Danny spews out now goes only to covering that. Danny takes another breath as he looks out into the golden light that illuminates only a few centimetres of him. He watches as dust particles perform a royal ballroom dance in the light twisting and twirling in the haze and he just watches as the flicker of hope and that willpower flashes into his face. His stern face shows he’s ready but deep down he’s quaking because this could damn well be his one and only opportunity to break the upper-echelon, to reach the main event, to be the greatest. This may not be a World Championship match, but BK has been the world champion before and if Danny can beat a former King of the World, who’s to say he can’t beat the current? Even though it’s only a straight-up singles match, there truly is more on the line then meets the eye. It’s going to be a raw battle of pure emotion, sheer Hell for even the viewers. It’s going to be brutal, it’s going to be violent and not even the efforts of Jake Cheng can stop him. If Danny Mainer can beat BK then he can beat Jake. It’s tonight, it’s Danny Mainer VS BK London in the main event and boy is it going to be intense. Danny: When I was a teen training to become what I am today in the form of a pro-wrestler people would always ask me “Danny, what do you envision being the apex of your career?”, “What do you think is going to be your grandest moment?”, “What is going to be that one highlight, that greatest moment that you’ll be sitting in your rockin’ chair, with bladder problems and poor fashion sense telling your children about?” and I always, ALWAYS said this. “The peak of my career will be when I become the best and ONLY the best…Danny then stops and looks to the floor with a worried look on his face. He looks out to the light again and resumes focus. You can feel the pure emotion coming from him. Danny: But looking back. I realized it’s not just that easy, to be the best you have to beat the best and I have beaten A LOT of people. I’ve beaten white guys, black guys, gay guys, straight guys, men, women, young, old, brawlers, martial artists, kickboxers, thugs, technical artists, powerhouses, high fliers, ground and pounders. You’ve named ‘em, I’ve beat ‘em. But I’m still nowhere near achieving my goal, I have yet to BEAT the best. But tonight I get my first stepping stone on my way to achieving this goal. I’m facing BK London. An ACW original, been here right since day 1… held more championships then I’ve had hot dinners. He has been Triple Crown twice over. He’s won the Fallen Heroes Battle Royal… I’d just about say he’s done everything that needs to be done here. He’s a true competitor in ACW. The man is… a legend.Danny pauses though and his tone suddenly changes along with his facial expression showing a cold, remorseless King of Vegas. Danny: The man has his accomplishments but I have NO respect for him. Why? Because he’s yet to take the greatest test of them all. He has yet to beat me, The Maine Event, The State of the Art, the most intense, focused, son of a bitch to ever step into the squared circle. I AM XI-8000, fresh out the factory and ready to destroy any and all that cross me. I’m going to go out there now and I am going to tear BK limb from limb, show the world that his achievements are nothing. BK may have some fancy achievements but until he’s beaten me, all of it means nothing. I am the past, present and future of this industry and whether you like it or not. I’m here to stay.Danny then looks up again and starts to speak in a more positive tone of voice showing his readiness for the task at hand. Danny: Tonight is MY night to reach the grand stage of Pro Wrestling, the skylight is open, the rope ladder is hanging down. All I have to do is climb it, beat BK London and the rooftops of Wrestling are open to me. The height of superiorirty. BK is only the start. After BK, who knows what happens? The pursuit of wrestling perfection starts here. I AM perfection, repeat. PERFECTION. Grade-A Star, no bull. When the dust settles and I’m standing with blood hanging out the corner of my mouth and that glint in my eye over BK London’s broken and battered body… then, only then will you see what I am…Danny finishes his line in a whisper. Why? To make you listen. Danny: The Greatest…Danny stops and before he sets off he has one last thing to say returning to a normal tone of voice. Danny: But… I know it’s going to be a hard fight, I know I’m going to be pushed to the absolute maximum and I hope BK knows he’s in for the same treatment. I hope BK London realizes that any plans for Adrian Flamingo on Saturday may be extremely difficult to perform after I break his arms. I hope he realizes that the end is near. One can only hope that he’s in his locker-room right now on his knees, hands clasped praying that God may hath mercy on his soul… because Lord knows that…
I. WON’T. [/size] FADE[/center]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 19, 2008 17:30:57 GMT -5
Segment: Come On - Part 7 (Credit: Nick Durden)
"She's coming She's coming here to me I need it Desire it To kiss her now I'm living for her, breathing for her, singing for her fairytale" - "Come On" by Ben Jelen
Nick Durden whistles happily as he is seated in a concourse in the Orlando International Airport, eagerly awaiting the boarding call for his flight to Oregon to meet Renix Williams. The two are going to be welcoming a new human being into the world in the near future. It's a new journey in both of their lives, one that will surely present its fair share of obstacles, but all the same, it's a journey Nick will take with utmost optimisim and enthusiasm.
Suddenly, his cell phone begins chiming a polyphonic version of "Pachelbel's Canon In D." The caller ID reveals the person at the other end of the line to be none other than Renix.
Nick: Hey, I'm just about to l--
Renix: Nick, I'm sorry.
This stops Nick cold. His insides feel like a birthday clown decided to tie them into the shape of a giraffe.
Renix: I had a miscarriage.
Nick is still frozen, entrapped in a tomb with a veritable Molotov cocktail of emotions swirling around him.
Renix: I'm sorry you have to hear this over the phone, but I didn't want to make you fly all the way out here for nothing.
Nick gets that same head-spinning, legs-wobbling sensation he felt back when Renix first told her she was pregnant.
Renix: Nick, say something.
What did he have to say? All kinds of thoughts swimmed through his mind, but the whizzed by so quickly, he couldn't grab hold of one of them long enough to formulate it into any kind of speech.
Nick: ...I...you...we...
Luckily, the initial shock wears off.
Afterwards, Nick and Renix talked for a long time. They talked about a lot of things: the weather, what chance the Yankees had of winning the pennant this year, which celebrities had plastic surgery, whether Peking Restaurant would deliver to the terminal of an airport (they did).
But after all that, they spoke about the things that were really important: how they felt for each other, what to make of the recent turn of events, how close they should be to each other now that a baby was no longer there to bind them together.
In the end, they decided that they had started lives separate from each other, and it might be too much trouble to cling onto each other so tightly. They agreed the best thing to do now was say goodbye, stay friends, and hope that their paths cross again...someday.
Fade.
"Without you, I'll never feel the love inside of me"
A few hours later...
The scene cuts in to show Renix Williams seated in a reclining hospital chair. Her shirt is lifted up to expose her bare stomach, which a doctor runs a linear array transducer over. The camera then swings to reveal a sonograph screen, and surely enough, on display is the digitized image of a living, breathing baby.
Doctor: So in short, Ms. Williams, what we have here is a beautiful, healthy baby boy.
Renix can only gaze on, teary-eyed in wonder.
Renix: Wow...
End?
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 19, 2008 17:31:27 GMT -5
Segment: Pushed to the edge (Credit: BK London)
??: MOTHERFUCKER!
THWACK!
And with that sound, Mickey Flamingo stumbles across the screen and eventually falls down to the cold concrete ground in what appears to be the parking lot. Moments later, BK London walks into the shot and he picks up Mickey before throwing his head right into the back of an SUV. Mickey's head bounces off with considerable impact and he once again falls down to the ground.
BK, still armed with the chain, now wraps it around his fist - reminiscent of Adrian Flamingo last week - and he picks up Mickey before cold cocking him with the dangerous weapon. London mounts over Mickey and continues punching him, and punching him until he sees blood. BK rises up and watches as Mickey attempts to get back up, with blood now flowing profusely down his forehead, and BK lays into him with a stiff boot to the wound.
BK London: It's not so funny now, is it Mickey? Huh?
Another kick to the head.
BK London: HUH?!
The second kick sends Mickey Flamingo rolling onto his stomach, and he's nearly motionless, but BK sparks some life in him when he beats him with the heavy steel chain. Shot after shot to his spine results in Mickey screaming for help. BK gets down on one knee and wraps the chain around the throat of Mickey Flamingo, and pulls back - choking the 48 year old. But age isn't exactly in mind at the moment, it's all about extracting revenge.
BK continues to choke Mickey and pulls his head closer towards his.
BK London: I'm going to show you why you don't piss of BK London. I've thrown you nephew 20 feet off of a semi, imagine what I would do to you? Did you even contemplate that Mickey? HUH?! No, because you planned on hiding behind your nephew the whole time. Well where is Adrian now? WHERE IS HE?!
BK slams Mickey face down into the concrete, continuing to inflict punishment, but he leaves the chain wrapped around his throat. Grabbing the other side of the chain, he now attaches it to the back of what appears to be his SUV.
BK London: You fucked with the wrong person Mickey.
And with that statement, BK London heads over to the driver's seat in his car and starts the engine. Revving it up a bit, he looks absolutely ready to take off, which could result in one of the most evil images in ACW history. He moves about three feet before Chairman Gingerdude jumps in front of the car - screaming for BK London to stop.
Chairman Gingerdude: That's enough BK London! That's enough! Get out of the car!
BK London revs up a few more times. This would be the one opportunity to take another small problem out of the mix, but he instead holds off.
Chairman Gingerdude: I said get out of the car or you will be fired RIGHT HERE TONIGHT!
Finally, those words begin to get through the skull of BK London, and he turns off the headlights and the engine. Gingerdude lets out a huge sigh of relief as BK London steps out of the car and heads to the back.
Mickey Flamingo is still unconscious with the chain wrapped firmly around his neck, but BK London now removes it and stares at the railroad spike in the center. He looks over at Mickey and now looks back at the spike, but realizes that this is now the way he wants to go out. He throws the chain over his shoulders and heads to the back, possibly to head to the ring for his match while EMTs surround Mickey Flamingo.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 19, 2008 17:31:55 GMT -5
Segment: A Game Of Epic Proportions Part 3: The Match Credit: Jake Cheng The Asian Extraordinaire and the Asian...bodyguard of “State Of The Art” stand about fourteen feet in front of each other. Neither one of the men makes a move. Sweat drips off each of their foreheads and ANTHRAX wipes his right hand on his pants to get off the sweat. He puts his paddle back into his right hand and Jake throws the hollow celluloid ball high into the air. As the ball comes back down, Jake deflects the ball with the paddle so it bounces off the table, over the net and onto ANTHRAX’s side.
The ping-pong ball is hit back and forth and back and forth between the two players for a good while. They are evenly matched. ANTHRAX hits an angle shot and the ball hits the right corner of the table and tables a weird bounce. Jake dives to get it back in play successfully, but cannot get back up fast enough to stop ANTHRAX from hitting an easy winner. Jake grabs the ball and gets back to his feet, preparing for the next point. ANTHRAX: Aright, it’s nine to nine. Jake: Bring it on. The Quadrinity serves again and they get back into another rally. Only, what they didn’t expect is for Mainer to turn the corner. He watches the intense match up until he gets too fed up and yells. Mainer: ANTHRAX! You fucking Judas!ANTHRAX’s eyes widen and he whiffs an easy forehand. Jake does a fist pump after the long and intense point but ANTHRAX whips around and gets in his boss’s face. ANTHRAX: What the hell was that for! Can’t you see I’m in the middle of what you were asking me to do! Mainer: I asked you to kick Cheng’s ass, not to play him in ping pong! ANTHRAX: I am sorry sire, I am a man of honour and I do not decline the challenge. I planned to ram this ping-pong bat up his ass as soon as I had finished the job. I was on the high-school ping-pong team sir. Jake: I’m sorry, I don’t mean to interrupt, but A, you are losing. ANTHRAX gets that fire in his eyes when he turns around to continue his epic ping-pong battle with the former four time Light-Heavyweight Champion. ANTHRAX: Not for long… Cheng.Mainer: Actually, we are leaving.ANTHRAX turns back around to face Mainer. ANTHRAX: One more chance, is all I ask. Mainer: Who cares? You already blew it. Let’s go before I you’re your ass.ANTHRAX: But... Mainer: I liked you better when you wore metal and were silent and OBEYED ORDERS. Now GO!ANTHRAX puts his paddle on the table, lowers his head in shame and walks away from the ping pong table. Mainer watches his bodyguard march off before getting in Jake’s face. Mainer: You may out smart him, Cheng, but not me. You’re going DOWN at Spring into Hell.Jake: Just whatever you do Mainer, don’t put him in time out. He’s a good little boy. Jake smiles at his wit, but Mainer isn’t amused. The formar International Champion exhales a hard “hmph” before following his bodyguard away. Jake lays his paddle on the table and walks away. Two shows with the advantage over Danny Mainer, how long will be able to keep it.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 19, 2008 17:32:53 GMT -5
Segment: “You Bring the Leather, I’ll Bring the Lace” Credit: Sarin, ~Aj [Our show segues back to the ring where a devoted Charlotte King now takes up residence.] Charlotte: Ladies and gentlemen, in case you have not heard, this past weekend Chairman Gingerdude’s daughter Anna Sommers gave birth to a seven pound, three ounce healthy, baby boy! Standing by at their home in San Fernando, California, is the proud new father himself, Aiden Joseph! Aiden, congratulations! [The World Champion’s face lights up the giant Alpha Tron and even his most vile dissenters can’t help but stifle their opinions out of respect for the moment.] Aiden Joseph *on Alpha Tron*: Well thank you Charlotte! Both Dillon and Anna are doing extremely well and are actually playing together in the next room right now. We are both astounded that such a tiny body has so much energy within it! Everyone told in advance that the tike would spend much of his first days sleeping but we can both attest that this has yet to happen! Charlotte: Sounds like he has the charisma of his father! Aiden *on Alpha Tron*: I’m afraid so. At this rate it will be no time at all before he is up running around and breaking hearts just like his Dad! If you don’t mind Charlotte, I would like to take a moment and respond to all the kind hearted well wishes Anna and I have received during our joyous occasion. To those fans who have passed along a letter, e-mail or the like, thank you kindly from the bottom of my hearts. Though some may sarcastically say that my fan base has dwindled, I say without a doubt that its been upgraded. You lot are proving me right. Charlotte: Aiden, though I am sure ACW is the farthest thing from your mind at the moment and rightfully so, do you have any idea on when you’ll be making an return to the ring? Aiden *on Alpha Tron*: It won’t be long at all, Charlotte. In fact, you’ll see me next Saturday at Spring into Hell. As a new father, the first thing I want to be for my son is a man he can look up to. What has transpired the last two shows has shown me to be anything but. I only have one person to blame for this and that’s YOU Sarin. I will give credit where credit is due, you are worthy of your reputation. I took you far too lightly and that came back to bite me. [He hates to admit his own faults and in doing so, he is forced to take a frustrated pause.] Aiden *on Alpha Tron*: Be that as it may, I am also convinced you have underestimated me as well. While I have not made it a secret that Thunderkiss was nothing but a farce, do know that the results I saw while under that guise were very real. I may have changed my tactics to match my new size and stature, but what still lies beneath is the heart of a true competitor, one that doesn’t lose. Come next Saturday, I will come at you full force and will show no regard for your well being, my dear. Since my debut, I have broken BK, jacked Jake, lacerated Latino, smoked Steven, hunted Hunter and annihilated Alicia. I have done it all Sarin, all but one thing and that’s add your name to my ever growing list. Since I have made the pinnacle of sports entertainment my very home, I have heard the whispers about how I’m great, but not the best. Many still firmly believe you and your little school outfit, skirt wearing ex-girlfriend are without question the best to ever grace the gladiators’ arena. Sadly, I’ll never get the chance to prove them one-hundred percent wrong, but I will gladly show them that they are fifty percent mistaken! [Without question he alludes to Yoko Satoshi. Clever, uninebriated fans pick up on this and begin to chant her name in hopes that she may yet someday grace fandom with her presence. Sadly, just like for much of the past year, their hopes are dashed as Yokoberg is nowhere to be found.] Aiden *on Alpha Tron*: Finally, our match on Saturday will be more than just a normal contest to decide who is greater. Oh no, you wanted to bring the beast out Sarin, we’ll you got him. Almost a half a year ago, I experienced my most brutal match ever against Alicia Kitsune at Samhain 2007. The second installment of the Leather & Lace series took much more from me that just my sanity and I am reminded of so every morning when I wake up. If you truly want this World Title Sarin, you are going to have take a waltz with me into hell, a hell labeled Leather and Lace 3. [“Lady” begins to pulsate from every speaker inside this concrete structure and out comes Sarin Rossi to thunderous cheers. Aiden is not surprised by the intrusion; in fact, he quite expected it. With a duplicitous look on his face, he watches Sarin waste not a second in getting herself into position to confront him. Microphone now in hand, she is ready.] Sarin: Aiden Joseph...I weep for your son's future. What values will little Dillon inherit from the house of Joseph? Cheating to win, betraying your friends for personal gain, sabotaging the lives of others for petty revenge? You are a mockery of a man; a pathetic champion, that struts and frets his way through life. I will journey to hell and back if that's what it takes to purge that wonderful championship of your tainted reign. “Fast” Eddie Edison: Harsh words coming from the Flower of Chaos, though completely justified in my opinion! Maxwell McNally: Sarin's taking the fight back to Aiden Joseph! Fans: !? [A massive uproar rolls off the crowd as they become aware of a misplaced man making a jaunt down to the ring through their numbers. As he walks past several members of the audience, they must do a double take to ensure their eyes did not deceive them. Their second glances confirm their firsts and it begins to become painfully obvious that the only person deceived now stands in the ring holding the microphone as if it was bait for an oncoming mauling. With an Olympic like hurdle jump over the guardrail, Aiden grabs a nearby chair and folds it together with ill intent. Still unaware of what is transpiring behind her, Sarin stands clueless believing the crowd’s current state of frenzy is in support for her. Thrusting himself onto the apron, Mr. Joseph hushes his movements as he slips his body in between the second and third ropes.] “Fast” Eddie Edison: What’s he? How did? He was just on? GAH!!!!!! Maxwell McNally: Here, let me do it for you Edison. DANNNNNNGEROUSSSSSSS! ~!~CRACK~!~ [With one well placed chair shot to the back of her head, Sarin folds like a deck of cards. The sound of her head being pulverized by galvanized steel is the best sound he’s heard all week next to the heartbeat of his newborn son. In an egoistical fashion that Sarin so despises, Aiden unfolds the chair and places it along side his fallen foe. Now sitting on top of it, he kicks his feet up on a nearby rope and places both hands behind his head as if he was trying to say, “too easy.”] Aiden: Smoke and mirrors, darling. [From his jacket pocket Aiden pulls out a “it’s a boy” cigar. With a flick of a lighter, it’s time to celebrate just more than tonight’s victory.] Aiden *puffing smoke*: Oh, and come Spring into Hell Sarin... Your little streak? IT’S OVER. [FADE]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 19, 2008 17:33:13 GMT -5
Match 5: BK London vs. Danny Mainer (Credit: Mainer)
The lights drop to darkness and the commentators shut their mouths and the crowd go into a silence as a bass-line echoes throughout the arena for about 22 seconds. Feint voices can be heard as the drums kick in raising things dramatically. At about 35 seconds the music kicks in full and the a sole-spot light hits the stage. Danny Mainer walks out lifelessly in a black waist coat with a skeleton patch on the left side and black tights with silver blades lined across his tights accompanied by two black boots, Mainer stands out dropping his head, spreading his legs slightly and spreading his arms at length. He raises his arms, hands slightly drooping as his arms go higher and higher. At about 1:22 the music kicks into effect again and the lights fly up, Danny sprints down the aisle with a completely cold look on his face as pyro’s shoot up along the ramp in time with his run.
Phillip Jones: And from Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 183 pounds. He is Xtreme Intensity 8000, the state of the art DAAAAAANNNY MAIIIINER!
McNally: This is going to be brutal, violent, it’s going to be messy as these two face off. The young up and comer Danny Mainer VS ACW Original, blood-bound since day one BK London square off.
Edison: You can tell just from the way he’s carrying himself that he’s not going to hold ANYTHING back.
His face remains cold and lifeless as he slides under the bottom rope, he leaps onto the apron and then rolls in under the bottom rope with a cold look on his face as he stares down the referee. The crowd cheer for Danny as he lunges up to the top rope and performs a double cut-throat taunt. He then spins around to the other corner and repeats the movement.
The lights in the arena flash all different colors as "Hello Brooklyn" by Jay-Z bursts into life and the crowd breaks into a frenzy of cheers for the veteran BK London. Smoke pours out from the stage and coming through the smoke is the man who has been taking ACW by storm for nearly 3 years, comes out from behind the curtain onto the stage.
Phillip Jones: And from Brooklyn, New York weighing in at 243 pounds… he is The Boy Wonder, The Sole Survivor, The Main Eventah, The Blueprint for Success… BEE KAY LOOONDOOOOON!
McNally: And here comes the opponent, one of the toughest wrestlers in the industry who has faced every odds head-on without any question. A true fighter who never quits, this man is bad to the bone and he beats who he wants, when he wants and why he wants. Tonight there’s a lot on the line for both men.
Edison: Instant Classic, that’s all I’m going to say.
He surveys the crowd, looking left and right while absorbing the huge ovation and begins his way down the ramp towards the ring. Upon hitting the end of the ramp, he stops one more time to look at the fans closer to the ring before quickly running and sliding into the ring. Upon entering the ring, he makes his way over to the corner and ascends to the middle turnbuckle, hitting one of his signature poses. The flashes of the camera from the legion of fans almost illuminate the arena as they manage to capture him for the few seconds he's on the turnbuckle. He then hops down and stares across the ring at his opponent, awaiting the bell to sound.
The bell rings and these two ring veterans glare into each others eyes seeking an opportunity to destroy each other and elevate their career even further. BK in a sign of respect extends his hand out to Danny as the two stand centre of the ring. Danny looks at the hand and then looks into BK’s eyes, he sees no malice but he does not wish to shake his hand and so he squats down into a combat position ignoring this sign of appreciation for The State of the Art which gets heat from the audience. BK seems slightly disappointed but he’s undeterred and so he withdraws his hand again and prepares for combat.
McNally: Well, XI-8000 here is completely ignoring this sign of respect from the former world champion and the audience don’t seem to like this in the slightest.
Edison: BK maybe a former world champion but Danny is the worlds biggest narcissist, I think he’s waiting to see what BK can do before he hands out the respect badge for BK’s ACW sash.
McNally: I believe that that “badge” is well earned, right between the “Fallen Heroes Battle Royal Winner” badge and the “First Triple Crown Champion” badge I’d say.
Edison: Well maybe Danny’s got a lesson to learn. These two have never even met before but I’m sure as Hell they’ve both done there research. Danny is the smaller of the two but he’s the pig that can fly and BK has a lot of muscle mass these days and is strong as Hell. It’s going to be a great encounter for damn sure. Besides, you don’t earn those “badges” by tying knots or pitching tents like some sort of girl-scout, you fight for them like a real man.
And with that the two start to lock up, collar and elbow tie up. Danny immediately rolls around the back of BK grabbing dropping to the deck and pulling his ankle out from underneath him but as he falls BK twists and lands on his back. Danny with the surprising edge over him remains hold of the left ankle of BK and attempts a Spinning Toe Hold but in doing so he brought himself close enough to BK’s free leg and so Danny gets blasted in the stomach with the leather boot of Mr. London. Danny stumbles back as BK leaps up and takes Danny down with a Double Leg Tackle. BK then leans forward and snubs the right arm of Danny attempting to stamp it but Danny rolls up onto his shoulders as he grabs the wrist and nips-up.
McNally: Wowee! What a great display here.
Edison: These two are taking each other to school.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 19, 2008 17:33:28 GMT -5
BK with his hook of the arm twists Danny into a Wrist-Lock which is traditionally a Danny Mainer move showing clearly to the fans and Mainer that BK did his research. But being somewhat master of the wristlock Danny just leans back before flipping forward in rapid pace into a standing position with his arm un-wrenched. Danny flings a boot out at BK towards his gut but BK catches it at the cost of his hold on his arm. Danny stares in horror as BK goes to twist his leg but all that can be heard from BK is “Naaaah… too easy.” BK yanks Danny by his leg pulling him back first onto the mat. He then twists Danny onto his front and locks in a Single Leg Crab.
Edison: Textbook single leg crab right there! It looks nicely locked in too… or not.
Danny within seconds is using his free boot to bat at BK while trying to twist around onto his back. BK is unable to dodge these without loosening his hold so Danny is easily able to twist around onto his front. Danny then using his free leg shoves BK off kicking him in the back heavily. Danny runs in for a Back Suplex but that royally failed as BK swung his elbow out, Danny ducks the elbow and he lands with BK putting him in the front face lock position. BK attempts a DDT but Danny wraps his right arm around BK’s right leg stopping the movement. BK tries to counter but Danny is too quick hitting an innovative leg-handle style Northern Lights Suplex but BK thrusts the knee up into Danny’s chest dropping him to one knee freeing BK. BK then grabs Danny by his head and drags him to the centre of the ring he then swings behind Danny and wraps his arms around the waist hitting a devastating German Suplex to an “OOH!” from the audience.
Edison: WOW! What a shot from Mr. London there, Danny got hammered! Without a shadow of a doubt he got smoked by that impact.
McNally: And something tells me that’s not going to be the end of that chapter.
With Danny now taken down, BK does what he doest best. Mat-Wrestling, he rolls Danny onto his front and slams a knee into his upper back before hooking in a chinlock wrenching the shoulders of Danny right in the centre of the ring. This clutch torques his shoulders apart and it wrecks as you can see from the expression Danny’s face. BK roars as he applies more pressure to this hold but it’s not enough as soon Danny is using what mobility he has to wriggle out of the hold. He does a push-up raising out of the hold alleviating much of Mr. London’s pressure.
McNally: Mainer isn’t out yet! He’s not even started I don’t think.
Mainer twists around out from BK’s clutch and throws out a few loose shots to the stomach catching BK off guard as they’re both on one knee. On the third shot BK catches the fist of Danny dragging him to the floor snapping in a lethal Fujiwara Armbar. Straight from one clutch into another, breaking this is going to sap Danny’s strength even further. He quickly pushes up onto his free palm and knees. He wriggles his body loosening his hold long enough so he can bend the right clutched arm and then slam the elbow into the mouth of BK London.
Edison: Danny could be trying to resgain the advantage here!
BK falls onto the mat and Danny’s arm is free. Danny pushes up again trying to get back the lead in this huge match for him. BK has regained his senses quickly, he lunges a boot up to the kneeling Danny Mainer swinging and connecting to his head. Danny stumbles backwards to his feet and BK rolls around to the side watching as Danny regains his senses. BK flies forward grabbing Danny’s leg and yanking him off his feet landing back-first on the mat. BK then snaps in a Knee Bar on the right leg but Danny had managed to stumble too far backwards. Danny extends his arms out grabbing the bottom rope forcing BK to break his hold to the dismay of the audience.
McNally: That cudda’ been close for him but no Mainer is WAY too quick.
Edison: He’s SUPER-HUMAN!
BK drags Danny out from centre of the ring by his ankle and then grabbing his arm he peels him off the mat. Danny suddenly awakening lunges his boot out at BK’s stomach but again BK catches with ease. What BK isn’t expecting is Danny’s super-reactions hitting a sweet Enziguiri. Either Danny pre-planned that BK was going to catch it and already had it in mind to hit him or he has the reactions of a 12 year old with an Xbox. BK twists around turning his back to Danny in a dizzy daze allowing Danny to lunge up with a Roll-Up.
McNally: ROLL-UP!
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Kickout! BK is not going down that easy.
Danny on his knees pushes up to a ground base as BK is working his way to all fours. Danny stalks BK from behind waiting for him to make it to his feet. BK is up quickly and as he turns around he walks into Danny who throws a knee into his stomach hunching him over before locking in the Front-Face Lock slamming him face-first into the mat with an Implant DDT. BK hits the deck head-first as the crowd roars their approval. Danny then rolls BK onto his back which is just off-centre of the ring near the ropes. Danny heads over to the ropes and climbs out onto the apron. He then uses the ropes to fling himself back into the ring with a breath-taking Slingshot Senton. As he lands he hooks one of BK’s legs as he gasps for air from the impact.
McNally: What a beautiful shot! Straight out of perfections playbook!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 19, 2008 17:34:02 GMT -5
BK throws his shoulder up as Danny is expecting to hear the second slap of the floor. Danny turns around from his position before delivering a shot to BK’s face. Danny then grabs BK by his head and drags him to the floor and hooks a Wrist Lock with an elbow shot to the middle-arm joint wrenching it painfully. Danny then snaps in another Wrist Lock and he then yanks BK in towards him taking him to the mat with a clothesline not relinquishing his hold on the former World Champion. Danny then drops to the mat and snaps in a Cross Armbreaker. Danny wrenches it in tightly twisting the right arm of The New York Hero. BK is however one of the greatest mortals to grace the Technical realm and he emulates the tremor effect used thousands of times against Danny. After shaking repeatedly Danny has to let go and so BK is able to regain his control. McNally: Textbook Cross Armbreaker by Danny Mainer but BK is already out of it, there’s been a lot of targeting that arm though so far just like BK has been working the legs.Edison: But will BK be able to take advantage?BK rolls over onto his front as Danny tries to get to one knee again ready for another battle. BK bounces to his feet rapidly and grabs Danny by his head pulling him to a standing position. He then hits out of nowhere a flawless Belly to Belly Suplex showing that his arms are still going strong at this point. BK then twists around and falls over Danny’s shoulders going for an early cover. 1. 2. Kickout! Danny proves his resilience and BK is somewhat impressed by that even though he wasn’t expecting him to be a push-over. BK gabs Danny by his head and yanks him violently off the floor. He kicks him in the gut and then spins around on his axis before taking Danny right down again with a Discus Clothesline. BK drops to the mat and hooks the leg again. McNally: The hook! The cover!1. 2. Kickout again! Edison: Wowzerz! What shot! Did you see that? RUTHLESS!BK grabs Danny by his hair and yanks him to his feet violently showing pure intensity in his face. He then whips Danny to the ropes but as Danny prepares to bounce off the padded cables he links his arm stopping himself from running back into whatever nastiness BK had planned. Danny turns his attention back to his lethal opponent but suddenly… ~!~WHAM!~!~ BK’s right leg flew out trying to catch Danny in the jaw with the early Shades of Michaels but Danny is WAAAAY too alert to be drilled out with that. Danny drops to the floor hitting the deck as BK lands on the ropes in an awkward position. BK grabs Danny by his hair and yanks him to his feet violently showing pure intensity in his face. He then whips Danny to the ropes but as Danny prepares to bounce off the padded cables he links his arm stopping himself from running back into whatever nastiness BK had planned. Danny turns his attention back to his lethal opponent but suddenly… ~!~WHAM!~!~ BK’s right leg flew out trying to catch Danny in the jaw with the early Shades of Michaels but Danny is WAAAAY too alert to be drilled out with that. Danny drops to the floor hitting the deck as BK lands on the ropes in an awkward position. Danny noticing this state of vulnerability bounces up to his feet leaping as high as he possibly can knocking BK fully out of the ring with a Dropkick. BK crashes to the floor and hits the deck landing on his left side near the entranceway, the crowd are roaring and jumping as the action spills to the outside and an evil glint spreads across Danny’s face as BK coughs and splutters on the outside holding the family jewels. Danny looks at BK then at the announce table and an idea hits him as BK slowly makes it to his feet clutching the jewels. McNally: He’s looking this way! I think he has a game plan here!Danny sprints towards the announcement table side of the ring bouncing off with ease before running back to the other side thundering across the ring before leaping over the top rope clearing it as BK turns around, cameras flash everywhere as the end is signalled. Edison: OH BOY!
Danny ploughs into BK with a HUGE Suicide Plancha Crossbody. BK crashes to the floor and Danny keeps rolling from the momentum towards the steel ramp. BK lies motionless and laid out on the floor as Danny lies at the bottom of the steel steps. The crowd are whooping and chanting “DAH-NEE MAI-NER!” over and over at this point which brings a small smile to the man lying out on the floor. BK quickly reawakens clutching the back of his neck from this early going impact.
McNally: THAT was one for the record books! BK got taken downtown!
Danny realizing that getting counted out isn’t an option here he at a medium pace rolls up to his feet. He watches as BK rolls onto his side trying to regain his focus which was royally smashed as the crowd starts to sound down from the big bump. Danny grabs BK’s arm and lifts him up to a standing ground. Danny then grabs BK’s head with both hands and pulls back tilting side-ways allowing him to force BK over as far as possible before throwing him the other way slamming him neck first into the steel steps. An “OOOOOOH!” rings out from the audience as the sound of the back of BK’s skull connecting with the metal ramp rings out for all to hear. Danny lets out a loud roar as the referee reaches 4.
Edison: THAT was painful just to watch. Lord knows BK’s head must be ringing right about now.
Danny rolls under the bottom rope as BK is getting up to one knee. Danny then rolls back out resetting the count. He swoops in on BK and grabs him by the head dragging him towards the ring. He slides him under the bottom rope with his neck hanging out over the arena floor and the rest of him inside the ring. Danny then hops onto the apron and starts to slam repeated boots onto the chest of BK. BK is unable to counter as he’s somewhat stuck under the ropes. Every time he tries to sit up and move out the way he gets caught under the rope. Danny climbs into the ring grabbing BK by the wrist twisting him out from under the bottom rope moving him out so that he’s literally right next to the rope.
Danny then waltzes out onto the apron with a huge grin on his face before grabbing a hold of the ropes. He then pushes himself up to the middle rope before bouncing to the top. Danny then falls off the top rope twisting 180 in mid-air to hit a devastating Slingshot legdrop right to the leg of Mr. London. Danny shuffles back and then drags BK a little way out of the ropes before hooking the left leg and rolling over with his back over BK’s chest.
McNally: Woaho! That was a NASTY impact! No way he can be feeling right as rain after that. Great athletic display by The State of the Art!
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THR-NO! Kickout, but narrowly.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 19, 2008 17:34:18 GMT -5
Danny is somewhat shocked by the outcome of that one so he tries to get even more air-time with his next big manoeuvre. He drags BK by his arm towards the nearest turnbuckle which is the left-side one if you’re walking down the entrance ramp. Positioning him roughly a metre and a half away from the turnbuckle he then climbs out onto the apron walking quite slowly as he points out into the crowd getting them warmed up for a big move. Danny slaps his chest a few times before slowly climbing the turnbuckle like it’s a ladder. Danny takes his sweet-ass time as BK starts to stir on the mat below. McNally: Big plans here! Mainer looks to garner some more air-time in this match!Danny then starts to stand fully atop the turnbuckle. He stands up balancing carefully on the ropes and he has a big smile on his face as his arms are spread for balance. He then puts his left arm out with his thumb extended midway. His right arm makes a slow, dragging cut-throat motion as his left thumb starts to turn downwards. Danny is signalling a clear big move but what does he have in mind? He squats down slowly trying to get the most air-time but then he stands up straight again about ready to take the leap but like the phoenix rising from the ashes, BK is there with his hands between Danny’s knees pushing them apart. Danny falls crotch-first into the metal railing holding up the ring rope with such force that he’s practically hanging over the corner, with his face in the second turnbuckle. Edison: UH-OH! We know what BK can do when you’re like that!BK walks backwards as a MASSIVE cocky grin spreads across his face, he begins to walk backwards towards the opposite corner with the grin going from cocky to plain sickly. He slaps himself on the chest and kneels down to lower his right knee pad followed by his left as the crowd sing their approval. Mainer has yet to move even slightly as the left kneepad comes down. SUPERMAN DAT…! Edison: HOOOOOOOOOO!Crowd: HOOOOOOOOOOOOO!McNally: Devastation from that shot right there! That could’ve blown Danny’s lungs!BK sprints across the ring letting unleash his knees into the spine of Danny. He practically screams as his face gets mushed into the turnbuckle as the full weight of BK is drilled into him VIA the lower-back courtesy of the knees. BK stands back knowing that the damage has been done with that move. BK then allows the natural pain to allow Danny to slump face-first into the mat his feet still hooked in the ropes as the crowd are still roaring from that victorious shot. BK unhooks Danny from the ropes dragging him by his head out into the lobby of that turnbuckle. BK then rolls Danny onto his back and covers. Edison: Hot-damn! That’s a cover. Here we go!1. 2. THRE-KICKOUT! BK seems almost shocked at the kickout from the Maine Man and persists to the referee it was a 3-count but alas the referee tells him he was wrong and that Mainer kicked out. BK instead of wasting time though grabs Danny and pulls him out to the middle of the ring dragging him up to his feet with great strength. Both men are clearly battered and worn after the abuse they’ve put each other through so far but BK has barely started dishing it out yet. BK starts to make like Kawada and hits repeated knife-edge chops to the chest of Danny. Danny gets backed into the ropes as his chest starts to go bright red. BK then grabs Danny’s arm and pulls him off the ropes right into another Overhead Belly to Belly Suplex. Danny hits the floor as BK lets out a battle-cry to the delight of the audience showing them all that he’s on Second-Wind of adrenaline. McNally: BK is fired up and he’s ready to try and finish this one off!BK peels Danny off the floor and no sooner has he made it to his feet he’s up on BK’s shoulders. BK then moves to the centre of the ring roaring as the crowd and probably Danny know exactly what’s coming next. BK throws Danny up and BK falls back raising his knees with the Double Knee Gutbuster. Danny can feel his stomach explode as he slams about 4 feet into BK’s sharp-ass knees. Danny lets out a cry as he’s fully winded from the impact. Edison: Holy Crap! BK is absolutely BUTCHERING Mainer here!McNally: I’ll say! So much for this “Becoming the Best” Mainer spoke of.BK doesn’t want to pin Danny just yet, he’s got much more violent, vicious ideas to show him a thing or two about respect and the upper-echelon. BK grabs Danny and pulls him off the mat by his head. He then turns his back to a corner before whipping Danny into it. Danny spins around and he lands back-first into the corner as BK walks to the opposite side as the crowd again know EXACTLY what’s coming. The next move is absolutely textbook BK London. He throws his hands up amping the crowd for the oncoming Yakuza Kick from Hell before using the turnbuckle as a springboard to up the amount of speed he gets. Edison: LOOK OUT DANNY!He sprints as fast as humanly possible but Danny is quicker. He elevates himself up with the top-rope as BK sprints blurring himself to the camera vision. Danny throws himself forward with his right leg out catching BK right in the stomach doubling him over. Danny thinking on the ball immediately climbs into the face-buster position spreading his arms signalling the end before attempting for The Thundercrash!Edison: OH NO! This is it! But instead of sealing the deal Danny is only flipped up over and dropped onto his back. BK turns around to see Mainer landing awkwardly on the base of his spine from the back body drop. The crowd are roaring as we’re swung into the final throes of battle. To the amazement of BK though, Danny is straight up to his feet kneeing BK in the stomach hunching him over. Danny snaps on a front facelock and drags him to the middle of the ring before hitting repeated knees to the gut as well as a few elbows to the neck to sweeten the deal. After about 7 or 8 of these brutal strikes he breaks the hold and BK walks back clutching his neck. Standing up straight he becomes the victim of a Superkick right to the chin. BK hits the deck and Danny is straight in for the cover after hitting the Crushingly Quick Combo (CQC). 1. 2. THREE-NO! kickout! Danny is shocked again and his mouth is agape. He screams at the referee that it was three but the referee remains adamant and sticks to his guns just like a stubborn referee should. Danny just goes for the next best thing he can do though. He doesn’t just lock in any old Cross Armbreaker/Guerilla Vice, he goes further with “The Voodoo Lock” (Minoru Special), a modified Cross Armbreaker and immediately he starts to work on that injured right arm of BK. BK yelps as the pressure is tightened but BK has a moment of genius, he shakes and wriggles violently loosening the hold ever so slightly and the second he feels it he rolls onto his front and pushes Danny into a roll-up! Edison: GAME OVER!ONE! TWO! THREE-NO! Danny kicks out last second.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 19, 2008 17:34:58 GMT -5
BK is dripping with sweat and frustrated now as Danny still refuses to call it a day. He’s only got one thing in mind to end this epic encounter and that is The Shades of Michaels. He preps himself up as Danny lies on the floor slowly starting to move exhausted after this somewhat epic battle. BK goes to the corner and starts to tune up the band signalling the end. SLAM. SLAM… (pause) SLAM. SLAM. (pause) SLAM SLAM SLAM. The beats intensify as Danny at an increasing rate makes it to his feet. Danny has his back turned to the former world champion, which is a dangerous move indeed. BK flies out of the corner with the leg out-stretched for SHADES OF MICHAELS! but WAIT! Danny has cart-wheeled out of the way showing incredible skill and dodge! As BK lands from the superkick attempt he turns to the left seeing that Danny has already bounced off the ropes and his right boot connects to BK’s jaw for a HUGE Vegas Blackout!McNally: Oh my GOD! This is getting painful to watch!BK hits the mat like a sack of crap lying completely motionless as Danny can barely stand himself lying on his side just above the head of BK. Danny quickly drapes an arm over BK’s chest and the referee slides to make the count. ONE!
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WAIT! BK kicked out!Danny is in a state of devastation, he can’t process the fact that BK just kicked out of his old finisher and so he goes for the only thing left in his arsenal. The build up to the Thundercrash followed by y’know the actual Thundercrash. Danny grabs BK’s limp arm and drags him slowly across the ring towards the corner before lifting him up to a seated position. He then continues to raise him to a stood up position. BK is semi-conscious at this stage and is unable to focus at all. Danny lets loose a swinging chop right to the chest awakening BK’s senses slightly allowing him to stumble out of the corner while Danny climbs backward up the turnbuckle before leaping off to take BK down with a Bladers Sunrise! BK is planted onto the mat and Danny is celebrating his triumphant shot. Edison: GOOD SCIENCE! It’s the Bladers Sunrise! No getting up from that!Danny drags BK out of the corner by his wrist face-first across the floor before lifting him off the ground slowly. BK and Danny stand face to face but Danny spins and twists his boot out for a Spinning Back Kick to the gut doubling BK over. Danny then screams “FUCK YEAH!” before standing over BK’s head. Edison: WHAMMY! Thunder Crash time!Danny is about ready to finish it off with that Flip Piledriver but suddenly Danny is yanked off his feet and the crowd screams with delight as Danny tries furiously to crawl away but he’s locked dead centre as BK snaps in THE CORPORATE LOCK! Danny flails as his ankle feels like it’s being ripped apart. He literally screams as his visions of grandeur come to a neck-breaking halt. Danny is barely touching the floor he’s trying to escape so fast. He then twists around and as if set ablaze by the pain in his ankle he flails his boot out catching BK right in the chin sending him staggering off towards the ropes. Edison: Corporate lock broken! But what’s next?!?!McNally: I have no idea!Danny bounces to his feet and as BK rebounds off the ropes Danny lunges forward and leaps up for a HUGELY athletic Shining Triangle Choke! BK is locked inches from the ropes flailing as the legs lock in and the arm clutch is held in tight. Oxygen is Oxygone from BK’s lungs as he flails violently trying to escape. BK is inches away from tapping out as his oxygen and his arm is practically broken away from the rest of him. He struggles and splutters as Danny lets out a war-cry of the submission. Finally, BK sees common sense and seeing that he’s a few inches from the ropes manoeuvres his way towards the ropes slowly but surely, the crowd are whooping and cheering at this stage as BK is mere millimetres away from the ropes. Finally he clasps a hold and the referee orders him to break the clutch. Edison: WOAHLY mackerel! That was so close! He nearly had him beat with that one! Props goes to BK London for holding off a tap-out!BK struggles to get up as Danny rolls to his feet buzzing off of his last energy boost. Danny grabs BK and pulls him up to the floor looking to hit one more finish. He drags him to the centre and thrusts his head between his legs signalling for the end but suddenly… BK moves again and pulls out from his position. He springs up straight and sends a chop out to the chest of Danny! BK then lunges back before lunging forward with a VICIOUS Shades of Michaels finally connecting with beautiful grace and incredible power. Danny stumbles back into the nearest ropes not hitting the floor falling straight back into BK. BK thrusts the boot out hunching Danny over before finishing things off with THE REVOLVER! Edison: OH MY SCIENCE! The end is nigh!McNally: BANG! Right in the kisser!Danny is dropped to the floor and on impact bounces rolling onto his back. BK covers Danny for one final, effort-filled time. ONE!
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DING-DING-DING!Jones: Here is your winner… BEE KAY LONDOOOOOOON!Edison: My God that was an absolute CLASSIC here on the Monday Night show. Props to Danny Mainer for putting such an offence up but BK gets the points to the max for pulling off the victory!McNally: Well it was a back and forth victory! A rock and roll rollercoaster and finally BK picked up the win with that revolver!As BK gets his arm raised by the referee Danny is slowly starting to pick himself up rubbing his neck wincing with pain half-asleep from the impact. He stumbles to one knee still not quite awoken from that devastating impact but nonetheless as Hello Brooklyn plays Danny makes his way over to BK who’s just about to leave the ring. BK goes to climb through the ropes but stops at Danny’s command and Hello Brooklyn stops. BK turns back and walks up to Danny who is practically glaring at him at this point. BK and Danny look about ready to come to blows when suddenly Danny extends his right arm in the centre of the ring with his hand out. BK and Danny share a firm hand-shake in the centre of the ring to the delight of the audience as Hello Brooklyn plays. FADE
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 19, 2008 17:37:15 GMT -5
Closing Segment: Definition of Contender Credit: (?) and FSX
[In the heart of the Odyssey Arena in Belfast, Northern Ireland, 10,000 adoring fans all have adrenaline pumping through their veins. The excitement has truly kicked in tonight. With Spring into Hell now only five days away, tensions are brewing to their highest potential. But even with the show seemingly at an end, one problem that has yet to be resolved is the matter of who will be main eventing Omega Effect to take on the Heavyweight Champion in a grueling, battle of the fittest. For years on end many have dreamed to be the one to be able to do it but only a few have. This year, the one man that was near-guaranteed to do it for the second year in a row was Senator Steve Philips when he won the 2008 Fallen Heroes Battle Royale.]
[Dreams were shattered for those that came a great distance only to be upset and leaving empty. The list was long and the contenders were strong. Such names as Jon Taylor, Rattlesnake, Jay Zero, Adrian Flamingo, and most certainly the most determined of them all - FSX fell when it mattered most. But now -- there's another shot. Just one last chance. Since Senator was sent home packing after a devastating injury by the "legs" of "Black and White" Dan White, Fallen Souls has been doing all that he can to assure that he is the one to fill in the spot of the Demolished Democrat. Considering this his final chance, Fallen has deemed he will do absolutely anything possible. Has it worked?]
["Ginger's Theme" begins to play over the loud speaker and it shoots into the ear drums of each and every person in the arena. As his entrance video plays on the Alphatron, the Chairman begins to walk out onto the stage. The Irish give Ginger a mixed reaction while he walks out dressed to impress. He has a microphone in one hand and a clipboard in the other.]
Philip: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome to the ring at this time --- The Chairman of ACW! Giiiiiiingeeerdude!
[Philip sits back down and Ginger continues down the entrance way. He turns at the steel steps and then ascends up them. He walks down the apron a few steps and then stops to wipe his feet before entering the red-carpeted ring. There is a table in the middle of the ring that's covered by a black slip cover. On the table is a microphone, two pens, two cups, and a pitcher of water. Ginger places the clipboard down on the table and then folds his arms behind his back and looking into the crowd while the music fades out. Perhaps it is finally time for decision.]
Gingerdude: Good evening. That should be enough for the formalities, right? Let's just get down to business then.
[He pauses for a moment and smiles as the crowd cheers enthusiastically for what they know is coming.]
Gingerdude: Now as all of you -- or, well, most of you are aware, the winner of our annual Fallen Heroes Battle Royale wins a number one contendership shot to showcase our biggest pay-per-view of the year, Omega Effect. Now -- I was very sad, and angered to hear that this years winner, Senator Steve Philips would be unable to compete against the World Heavyweight Champion, whomever that may be by then.
[The crowd looks disappointed at the serious injury that has occurred to Senator, but now it is time to move on. After all, the intensity of a replacement search could be made into a Fox Reality show. Whether that is a good thing is yet to be known.]
Gingerdude: With that set aside, it is obvious that we now must choose a new contender! Someone truly worthy of filling the giant boots of a true competitor.
[The crowd cheers, and a subtle "FSX!" chant starts up somewhere in the arena.]
Gingerdude: So without any further delay, let us introduce the one man that simply won't stop pestering me, and unfortunately remains alive this evening - He is the Runner-up of the Fallen Heroes Battle Royale...FALLEN SOULS!
["Beast of Blood" by Malice Mizer hits and thousands of fans jump to their feet to either boo or cheer the sensational X as he makes his way out onto the stage. He throws his arm up into the air and smiles as he walks toward the ring. He jogs up the steel steps and quickly flies underneath the top rope and into the ring. He grabs the microphone that sits on the table while the music fades.]
Gingerdude: Good, you didn't bother to showboat very much. Quite professional. Now if you wouldn't mind taking a seat, I'd love to get this over with.
[Ginger pulls out one of the two leather chairs that are lined up on opposite sides of the table and sits down. FSX looks at Ginger and slowly pulls out the chair.]
FSX: Alright...but if this is a bomb I swear I will haunt you! I have no intention of exploding after all of this!
[FSX sits down and pulls up close to the desk, looking down at the clipboard as Ginger picks it up and holds it high up for all to see.]
Gingerdude: In my hands is a contract! One that will guarantee a contender to go on to Omega Effect with the chance to fight for the World Championship Title!
FSX: I think everyone understands what's going on by now. You praise the contract, you show it to everyone, then you hand it to me! I've been waiting FAR too long for this moment...
Gingerdude: Hold on, we'll get there! This contract has been reviewed by several powerful lawyers and they can assure you that everything is set in stone now!
FSX: Well that's all well and good, so why don't you just give it to me already? We have a deal, so fulfill your end of the bargain!
[FSX snatches away the contract and begins to flip through the pages.]
Gingerdude: Hey hey hey! What the hell do you think your--Forget about it. Fine, just initial there...yeah...and sign right there.
[Ginger flips to the correct page and FSX looks at it with a smile. He grabs a pen and holds it up. This would be the first time in recent memory that anyone has dramatically delayed signing something to bask in the moment.]
FSX: I can't believe this is happening...Really, I honestly can't! I've been trying so damn hard, and now there is some reward for my hard work!
[He quickly scribbles down his John Hancock and jumps up, throwing his arms up into the air.]
FSX: IT'S DONE! I SIGNED IT AND NOTHING HAPPENED TO ME! AHAHAHA...You can't stop me now, Ginger! Legally binding contract says I'm going to Omega Effect, and YOU MUST OBEY THE LEGALLY BINDING CONTRACT!
[Ginger looks at FSX with his mouth wide open. He shakes his head and flips through to find the page that requires his signature. He signs the official document, and soon enough has to break the news to FSX.]
FSX: No one is going to stop me now! Not Aiden and his drag, or Sarin and her League of Extraordinary Sado-masochists...IT'S ALL MINE!
Gingerdude: Um--not quite yet.
[FSX shoots his head over and glares at the Chairman.]
FSX: What the hell do you mean now?! I signed the thing, and you said it guaranteed a shot. What's the problem? Obey the contract, damn it!
Gingerdude: Remember when I said that you were going to have to still earn it? Remember that I mentioned it being "one on one?"
FSX: Well...I kind of chose to forget about those points. Seeing no one else is here, I figured you did too...
Gingerdude: Well I didn't. That's exactly what this thing is! This contract is for a one on one singles match at Spring into Hell to declare who is going to be replacing Steve Philips spot in the main event of Omega Effect!
FSX: Are you serious?! After all of this damn shit, I STILL need to prove myself?! I should be getting this shot automatically, not having to deal with your wacky clauses! Is this how your trying to screw me over now?! YOU BASTARD!
Gingerdude: *Sigh* Well guess what? You signed a contract without reading it, and now you have to deal with the consequences. There more severe then you could possibly imagine...but I'll let you figure that out for yourself with time. For now you'll just have to deal with the match.
FSX: Whatever! I don't care! I'm not going to let anyone stop me at this point anyway! So who do I have to face now?
Gingerdude: And that's what I was just going to announce. Ladies and gentlemen, the man that will face Fallen Souls at Spring into Hell!
[He thrusts his arm out and points at the stage. Suddenly ----]
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on May 19, 2008 17:37:41 GMT -5
It’s ME! It’s ME! It’s! JAY! Z! [/b] [Many people jump to their feet as the guitar riffs of "Unboken [Hotel Baby]" by Monster Magnet begin to play. FSX spins around in his chair and looks toward the stage while Ginger's eyes burst open wide.]
[Jay busts out from behind the black curtain and walks out onto the stage to his old music -- has he officially gone back to being the old him? He's showered up from his match earlier in the evening and his hair is already looking as good as ever. He marches down the entrance ramp with a microphone in hand. But in the ring, Ginger jumps to his feet in an irate mood.]Gingerdude: Wait a ..! What the -- WHAT IN THE HELL ARE YOU DOING OUT HERE!? [Jay looks straight into the eyes of Gingerdude and slightly smiles.]Zero: Oh .. you know. Just doing what you told me to! Haha! [/color] Gingerdude: What? No! Jay, this doesn't concern you! FSX: Soo....I'm facing Zero then? I guess that's cool... Gingerdude; No! You're--- No! [Jay keeps walking toward the ring and his music starts to fade out.]Zero: Well Ging, if I'M not facing him, who is? [/color] Gingerdude: The guy that I was actually calling out here! Come on! Zero: Whoa-whoa-whoa! Just hold on a second. Nobody's coming out here! [/color] Gingerdude: What....What are you doing? Don't you come into this ring! FSX: So wait a second, what's going on now? This has deteriorated into some kinda soap opera and I wasn't paying close enough attention. Who am I facing? Zero: Me! [/color] Gingerdude: NO! [Jay hops up the steel steps and enters the ring.]Zero: See Ginger, you were so easily persuaded by X here to let him into this match so-- [/color] FSX: Wait a damn second! Easily?! Do you know what I had to do to get this fucking shot? Hell, I should of received it automatically by being the runner-up at Fallen Heroes! But no! I had to go and do a bunch of crazy shi-- Zero: Whatever. Ginger, the last argument that X here gave to you was one that's apparently in the rule book. Since he was runner up in the battle royale, then he should get the shot! [/color] FSX: Well yeah, I was just saying that...But then that didn't work. He made me do a bunch of unnecessary shit and called me a eternal midcarder. Zero: Yes it did! He still gave you a chance! [/color] Gingerdude: Cause I was sick of having to listen to him, just like I'm sick of hearing you! Get out of my ring! Now! FSX: Well, didn't you just have yourself a title match on Meltdown? Zero: Yeah, you can probably say that, but exactly how is it a chance when before you can even capitalize on a win, you get knocked in the head with a camera, ---and then the Chairman won't even do anything about it! [/color] Gingerdude: Ugh. So THIS is what it's about! Jay --then I'll just give you a match with Nick and... Zero: No! That isn't good enough! I don't want Durden right now! I want my goddamn World Title! [/color] FSX: Congratulations, welcome to the club. Take a ticket and get in the fucking line! Zero: Shut the hell up! Ginger, since you still let X here into this match because he was runner up, --then who SHOULD face him? I mean -- the next runner up to him was Adrian Flamingo, and well, he's already booked into a Russian Chain match with BK London. Sooo....whose the next runner up after that? [/color] [Ginger sighs and rolls his eyes while X stares off and thinks about it.]Zero: Oh yeah! That's right! It's me! It's me! It's Jay Z! [/color] Gingerdude: No! No! No no no! Absolutely not! You got your shot, and now it's time for somebody else to prove themselves! So ladies and gentlemen, I introduce to you the man who will face Fallen Souls-- [While Ginger was talking, Jay had pulled out a can of his patented hairspray.]=PSSSSSH!= Gingerdude: AAH! AAAAAHH! MY EYES! [Ginger drops to the mat, clutching at his eyes. FSX's eyes open up wide and he semi-smiles as the boss rolls around in agony.]Zero: Gingy boy! Enough of your blah blah blah! [/color] [Jay walks over to the table and sits down in the chair across from FSX. He flips open the contract and grabs the pen.]FSX: Hey...uh...what are you doing there? Zero: I'm just doing what Ginger told me to do! [/color] [Jay puts the microphone down for a second and signs his signature on the dotted line.]Zero: I'm just dealing with it myself! [/color] [He throws the pen down and jumps up, flipping his chair over. Jay has that cocky smile back on his face that has been of absence lately as he stares at FSX.]FSX: I see...well then... [FSX slowly stands up and glances at Ginger before looking back at Jay.]FSX: Seems that I'll be facing you at Spring into Hell after all. Good luck with that. Zero: Oh you know it. [/color] [FSX extends his hand out and after about 5 seconds, Jay extends his as well and shakes hands with his opponent. FSX then pulls Jay forward and Jay tries to turn the momentum so that both are evenly bending over the table. The two are face to face, never breaking eye contact with each other. On the face of Fallen Souls, we see determination. On the face of Jay Zero, we see confidence. Sure these two are calm now, but in five days who knows what to expect.]
The match is now made. We soon will finally have a number one contender. Who will it be?
Fallen Souls? Jay Zero?
This could be the greatest opportunity either man will ever have to claim the highest honour in ACW… so things are guaranteed to be explosive.
And who will the winner face?
Aiden Joseph? Sarin Rossi?
Spring Into Hell will be a pivotal time indeed. So tune in this weekend to find out who will be traveling the final part of the Road to Omega Effect…
Fade to Black.
End of Show.OOC: Credits for (?) = Jay Zero
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Post by Dan White on May 19, 2008 17:41:11 GMT -5
ON TO SPRING INTO HELL!
This is epic, it's like a mini tournament for the race to OE.
*can't wait*
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Post by acevans on May 19, 2008 19:27:12 GMT -5
Alright. I don't normally not do anything for a show. Finals are here and I've been studying my ass off and trying to find notes from other people.
I promise this will not happen again.
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Post by Scott Andrews on May 19, 2008 19:36:32 GMT -5
It's not mandatory to post segments. You can post whenever you like. It just means your calcs will decrease a little bit. No biggie if it's just one show.
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