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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 10, 2008 16:33:38 GMT -5
Segment: Caught (Credit: Sarin)
Sarin gathers her things in her locker room, every muscle in her body screaming in protest. She has only a day to stay in Japan with Yuki, and she wants to make the most of it by starting with a nice movie later tonight--that is, if she can make it out of her locker room.
The door bursts open. Three men walk in. All wearing identical black suits. The middle, tallest of the three has sickly, sallow skin. Sarin blanches. She glances sideways, searching for a weapon.
Sallow Man: Come with us, Ms. Rossi.
Sarin: I am disinclined to follow such an order.
Lackey: But you will.
Subordinate: Follow.
Sallow Man: It's what you've done your entire life.
Lackey: Follow your emotions.
Subordinate: Follow your anger.
They inch closer. The situation desperate, Sarin has no way of knowing if she can fend off three attackers after her grueling match with Starkweather.
Sallow Man: I see Mr. Starkweather did quite the number on you.
Sarin: Did you hire...?
Sallow Man: Oh no. Mr. Starkweather is not an accomplice of ours.
Lackey: We maim just as well with two.
Subordinate: Three, sir.
Sarin cartwheels forward, hoping to land two fast kicks before they even see her move. The Sallow Man sidesteps her advance and zaps her with a taser to her neck. She crumples to the floor instantly after a brief grunt.
Sallow Man: Toil, Trouble. Take her away.
The Lackey and the Subordinate obey, slinging Sarin's limp body across their shoulders and shifting sideways out the door.
Yuki waits for Sarin outside the arena. She leaves in an hour, dejected.
Fade.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 10, 2008 16:34:04 GMT -5
Match 6: Main Event Part 2: Loser Leaves ACW Match BK London vs. Adrian Flamingo (Credit: BK London)
Phillip: This main event is scheduled for one fall, and is a Loser Leaves ACW Match…
The announcement of this match gets a pop from the crowd; it’s the main event they’ve been anticipating since it was announced last week. Both men are sure to put on one hell of a show and give Tokyo Dome a match they will never forget.
IN HEAVEN, EVERYTHING IS FINE
YOU'VE GOT YOUR GOOD THINGS, AND I'VE GOT MINE
Phillip: Making his way to he ring first, weighing in at 199lbs, from Venice Beach, California – he is the Ticking Time Bomb, Adrian FLAMINGO!
”In Heaven” by The Pixies blast through the PA system in the Tokyo Dome and out from the curtain comes out Adrian Flamingo, sporting his classic Flamingo tights with a chrome leather jacket. Making his way down to the ring, he looks out into the crowd of nearly 50,000 and smiles. He continues to strut down the rather long ramp, absorbing in this entire moment before he steps up onto the apron and enters the ring. He raises one arm up to the sky and ascends to the middle rope, further taking in all the hatred from the crowd. He steps down from the middle turnbuckle and rips off his leather jacket before handing it to the time keeper. He now awaits for his opponent.
HELLOOOOOOOOOOOO
HELLO BROOKLYN
Phillip: And his opponent, making his way to the ring weighing in at 243lbs from Brooklyn, New York – he is ACW’s ONLY Grand Slam Champion, B-K London!
”Hello Brooklyn” by Jay-Z continues to play, possibly for the last time and the former ACW Champion runs out onto the stage to a massive pop from the crowd. He stands at the top of the stage and stares at Adrian Flamingo, and Flamingo returns the less than appreciating glare himself. BK London makes his way down the extended ramp, slapping fives with the fans in the front row – possibly taking his last walk down an ACW ramp. He steps up onto the apron and makes his way into the ring before posing on the middle rope. The flash bulbs go off around him and he finally jumps down from the second turnbuckle and turns his attention to Flamingo.
BK London makes his way to his corner and the bell sounds for the match to begin.
This is the final match in the extended rivalry of BK London and Adrian Flamingo, and both men look absolutely primed to get this thing started. The two don't take the heads on approach as they did in their previous two matches; instead, both men tread softly to the center of the ring. A collar elbow tie up initiates this match up, and it's quickly BK London who uses his strength to force Adrian Flamingo into the corner. Raymond Allen Fleming, the referee assigned to this huge main event, makes his way towards the corner and attempts to chisel these two wrestlers from one another. Grabbing the torso of BK London, RAF pushes the 243 pounder away from Adrian Flamingo. BK London however shoves RAF to the aside, and as he goes to approach Flamingo again, he is met with a stiff right hand to the jaw. Stumbling backwards, BK London holds jaw in pain and RAF is totally oblivious to this illegal maneuver in this match up. Flamingo approaches BK London, hoping to follow up with a similar attack but it’s BK London who takes down Flamingo by both of his legs. The rules are totally thrown out the window by BK London and he starts swinging, managing to have each and every blow of his score with the face of Adrian Flamingo. The crowd goes absolutely nuts and RAF begins to administer the count to 5, but once he sees that BK London is unable to hear him – because he is in his own zone – RAF takes matters into his own hands and pulls BK London off of him once again.
This doesn’t get the best reaction from the fans in the audience tonight, and BK London now backs up and waits for Flamingo to rise back up to his feet before attacking again. Several kicks to Flamingo’s abdomen manage to back him up into the corner before Flamingo is whipped across the ring into the opposing turnbuckle. Flamingo bounces out of the turnbuckle and is sent soaring through the air with a huge back body drop to the delight of the fans in the Tokyo Dome. Flamingo quickly rises up, holding his lower back in pain and BK London sizes him up before clotheslining him over the top rope to the outside. Flamingo stumbles backwards upon landing on his feet, and his back hits the barricade.
Flamingo holds his back in pain and now BK looks to follow up with a Vaulting Body Press, but RAF stops him from doing so – wanting to check if Flamingo is really hurt upon landing on the outside. BK London and RAF engage in a argument about this matter, and it gives Flamingo just the amount of time to grab BK by his legs, and pull him out the ring. Upon landing on the outside, BK London is the recipient of a huge haymaker to the jaw – sending him stumbling backwards. Flamingo grabs BK London’s head and rams him face first into the steel ring post on the outside before returning into the ring. Count out however isn’t the way that Flamingo wants to end this match, and he too disobeys RAF’s suggestion to stay in the ring. He rolls back to the outside and picks up the near motionless BK London and tells the fans to move out of the way. Adrian Flamingo sets up BK London in the suplex position, and he appears to be attempting an Inverted Suplex onto the ring barrier, but BK London blocks the maneuver. BK London hits a suplex of his own, and Adrian Flamingo’s back is sent crashing onto the steel barricade, leaving Flamingo in a hurtful bent position.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 10, 2008 16:34:24 GMT -5
Flamingo eventually slips off the barricade, and he holds his back in pain while BK London still attempts to shake off the effects of the shot to the ring post. Slowly, BK London hops up onto the ring apron and he looks backwards at Adrian Flamingo. Slowly Flamingo is climbing to a vertical base, and as he finally reaches to his feet – BK London hits possibly one of the more spectacular moves of the night. Springboarding off the middle rope, he manages to turn in mid air and comes down on Adrian Flamingo with an almost majestic Corkscrew Moonsault. Both men are out on the floor ringside, and that move itself gets a loud ovation from the Japanese crowd. RAF however is not amused, and he rushes to the outside to check on both participants.
With both men’s jobs on the line, it’s no secret that we’d see both men pull out all the stops to ensure their position on the ACW roster, but no one thought they’d see a move like that – from BK London himself. BK London manages to stagger up to his feet, and he grabs Flamingo by his golden locks before chucking him in the ring. The former ACW Champion hops up on the apron and follows Flamingo in, hoping to capitalize on that high risk maneuver moments ago. BK London grabs Adrian Flamingo and scoops him up for a scoop slam before following up with a very Finlay like, Tailbone Press. With Flamingo gasping for any air he can, BK London makes a cover – hooking the leg.
ONE . . TWO . KICK OUT!
It’s not quite enough to take out Flamingo, but I don’t think anyone was quite expecting it to be. BK London picks up Adrian Flamingo and throws him in the corner before driving his shoulder into his abdomen repeatedly. He then Irish whips Flamingo across the ring into the opposing corner before going for a clothesline – but Flamingo manages to get his boot up in the nick of time. BK London stumbles backwards a bit and a hellacious clothesline takes him down, giving Adrian Flamingo the much needed edge. Flamingo rolls over onto his back, looking to regain his strength after being pummeled most of the match thus far – but one could also expect he’s thinking up a solution which will get him a decisive advantage. He slowly gets up, and BK London does also, and quickly Flamingo scores with a knee to the side of BK’s head. The knee knocks BK London for a bit of a loop, but Flamingo doesn’t stop there as he takes down the grand slam champion by the throat before visibly choking him on the mat.
RAF begins to administer the five count, in which Flamingo releases the choke at four. RAF warns Flamingo about that hold for next time, but Flamingo simply brushes the senior referee off. BK London attempts to get up, but Flamingo brings him right back down to the mat with a swift kick to the abdomen. The former International Champion clutches his abdomen in pain, and now Flamingo aggressively picks him up by his head. Tossing him into the corner, a huge chop across the chest manages to get a “Wooooooooo!” out of the crowd, but BK London fires back with a chop of his own – which garners much more support from the crowd.
Flamingo fights back with another chop though, one that is heard throughout the extremely large Tokyo Dome, but BK London endures the prolonged stinging pain and fires back with a knife edge chop of his own. Flamingo’s knees nearly buckle down from the chop, but he manages to score with another one – but BK London continues the exchange. The chops begin to become quicker and louder as time passes by, and you can see the sweat flying off each opponent and the hand marks embedded on their chests. Its Adrian Flamingo however which brings an end to the chop fest with a swift kick to BK London’s knee. BK knee buckles below him and now Flamingo bounces off the ropes and hopes to follow up with an offensive maneuver but BK London scores with another chop to the chest. Adrian Flamingo keels over in pain, and now BK London lands a huge knife edge chop across the bridge of the nose. Flamingo lets out a huge yell, holding his nose in pain while stumbling backwards. BK London approaches Flamingo, but Flamingo scores with a kick to the abdomen and quickly follows up by launching him through the ropes and shoulder first into the ring post.
Adrian Flamingo walks across the ring and rests on the ropes, checking his nose for blood, and he finds indeed that his nose just might be broken from that hard chop. He wipes the blood against his tights and heads back over to BK London, who’s holding his shoulder in pain, and now grabs him from behind in an Inverted Facelock. Hoisting him in the air, he lands an Inverted Suplex which manages to take BK London out of the equation and slowly the Ticking Time Bomb goes for the cover.
ONE . . TWO . . TH-KICK OUT!
BK London has exerted a lot of energy kicking out, especially with one of his arms absolutely hurt thus far. Adrian Flamingo isn’t too excited with BK London kicking out, and now he rises up to the mat and stalks him from behind. Slowly BK London returns to his feet, oblivious to what will happen to him in a few moments. As he reaches the vertical base, Adrian Flamingo looks to knock in the 1981 Flamingo Special (The Million Dollar Dream), but before he can place his hand on the nerve, BK London counters. A back drop suplex takes both men down to the mat, and neither man is moving at this moment, both trying to recover after such a exhausting match thus far.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 10, 2008 16:35:02 GMT -5
Adrian Flamingo appears to be a bit knocked for a loop as the back of his head crashed against that mat, and BK London is the first one up to his feet. Seeing that Flamingo is down for the count, BK London approaches the turnbuckle and ascends to the top rope. Possibly looking to land a moonsault, BK London faces away from the ring, and that proves to be his demise. Keeping his eyes off Flamingo, quickly Flamingo springs back up to his feet – showing that he can play possum – and he knocks the feet from right under London. London crashes down on the family jewels and his facial expression tells the story of the world of hurt he’s in. After a few forearms to the back of London, Flamingo ascends to the top rope and he sets himself up behind the former World Champion. It appears he’s going for his 1982 Flamingo Special, a move that could very well spell the end for BK London.
He grabs BK London in the Million Dollar Dream, hoping to suplex him over, but BK London manages to elbow his way out of it with his free hand. Several elbows to his head later, Flamingo falls off the top rope and lands back first on the mat. The Pennsylvania resider gets back up to his feet, and BK London now stands perched on the top rope. An amazing Moonsault follows, but Flamingo backs up to the center of the ring. BK London lands on his feet, but stumbles backwards as he loses his balance and he walks right into an Inverted Fireman’s Carry. The 1980 Flamingo Special drives BK London neck first onto the canvas and this looks to be strictly academic from here.
ONE . . TWO . . THRE-KICK OUT!
BK London manages to get his shoulder up from the mat before RAF’s arm could come down for the three, and Flamingo yells at RAF and tells him that was a three. RAF assures Flamingo that was a two count, and the frustrated Flamingo now takes his aggression out on his opponent. Picking BK London, he backs him up in the corner and deals out some vicious European Headlocks. BK drops down in the corner and Flamingo picks him up and delivers another one of them. A bit disoriented from the combination of the 1980 Special and European Uppercut, BK London falls down in the corner once more and Flamingo preps for his ADH Knee. Backing up to he opposite side of the ring, he looks out at the crowd in the Tokyo Dome, and there is a mixed reaction for the Ticking Time Bomb. Flamingo slaps his knee and runs forward at full speed before connect with an absolutely hellacious ADH Knee that nearly knocks BK London out the ring. Pulling the upper half of BK London back into the ring, he sets him up in the corner once more. Walking back to the opposite corner, Flamingo mouths to the crowd “one more time”, feeling himself a bit too much. He runs forward a full speed and scores with another ADH Knee which knocks BK out cold.
Flamingo pulls BK London to the center of the ring and hooks the leg for the cover.
ONE . . TWO . .
THRE-KICK OUT!
Flamingo can’t believe it; he wants to rip his hair out of his head when he realizes BK London still managed to kick out. Flamingo covers BK London once more, hooking one leg and grapevining the other for a more difficult cover.
ONE . . TWO . . THRE-KICK OUT!
Another kick out, and Adrian Flamingo now gets up and gets right in RAF’s face – backing him up into the corner. He screams at RAF, accusing him of trying to sabotage this match for him, and RAF once again tells him that he kicked out before the count. The ticking time bomb has exploded, and now he approaches BK London to further capitalize. He grabs BK London by the head and picks him up, but the ACW veteran picks the ankle of Flamingo and now latches in The Corporate Lock.
With the Corporate Lock locked on, its Adrian Flamingo who’s in the world of hurt and BK London who reaps the benefits. Flamingo claws the mat, hoping to reach to the bottom rope before his ankle snaps. He pulls all the weight of BK London attached to his leg and is inches away from the bottom ropes, but BK London gets back up and pulls him right back to the center of the ring before applying the grapevine. Flamingo screams in pain, and he grabs onto RAF’s shirt but RAF pulls himself away from the situation. Adrian’s arm goes up in the air, and it looks as if he’s going to tap – but he remembers his job is on the line and now guts it out. Pushing himself up with his arms, he slowly makes his way towards the ropes before grabbing onto the bottom rope. This forces BK London to release the hold, and he does, which prompts a look of relief on the face of Adrian Flamingo before he clutches his ankle in pain. BK London gets right back up and goes right back for the ankle, pulling Flamingo to the middle of the ring, but Flamingo manages to kick BK London off. London rolls backwards and Flamingo clutches his ankle.
BK London races forward once more and looks to latch on another Corporate Lock from the front, but Adrian uses his free leg to connect with three stiff kick to the side of London’s cranium. London stumbles over to the side onto the turnbuckle in the corner, and Flamingo manages to climb back to his feet.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 10, 2008 16:35:26 GMT -5
As he turns around, BK London sprints out of the corner and picks up Adrian Flamingo from his waist before ramming him back first into the corner. Another few vicious shoulder blocks follows and BK whips Flamingo across the ring. BK looks to land a Stinger Splash, and he races across the ring at full speed but Flamingo scores with an elbow to the side of his head. BK is knocked down to the mat momentarily and now Flamingo turns towards the turnbuckle and looks down at the prone London. In a spectacular feat, Flamingo soars up to the top rope and scores with a Split Legged Moonsault – something he picked up back in his Luchadore days, and this gets some applause from the crowd. Flamingo hooks the leg once more.
ONE . . TWO . . THR-KICK OUT!
Flamingo can’t believe that BK London managed to kick out once more, and Flamingo now approaches BK London only to have his leg picked again. London is focused on locking in that Corporate Lock once more, but Flamingo kicks him in the face a few times with his good foot but BK refuses to let go. After several more kicks, BK London finally releases his grip and he ends up stumbling through the middle ropes and lands on the apron. BK picks himself up on the apron, attempting to shake the effects of the kicks off, and he now sees Flamingo coming towards him. A dropkick sends BK London flying off the apron and onto the announce table into the laps of Edison and McNally. Both commentators move away from the table, and BK London lays motionless on the ground below. Flamingo makes his way to the corner, attempting to catch his breath for a moment, and he sees the referee completing the count out. He’s up to eight at this moment, but Flamingo stops him and assures him that he does NOT want to win this match by count out. RAF abides to the order of Flamingo, and now Flamingo exits the ring and steps behind the table to pick up BK London.
Flamingo picks up BK London and pulls him onto the table, and the crowd can feel a high impact move coming up next. Standing on the table, Flamingo pulls up BK London up to his feet but BK breaks the arms apart and grabs his head before planting him on the table with The Revolver. The move gets a major pop from the crowd, and even an “Ooooooooooooh” as we see Flamingo’s head bounce off the table.
Both men lay motionless on the table and RAF now goes to the outside and check if both men are ok, and they show signs of life. Slowly both men roll over towards the ropes, Flamingo ending up on the right side of the ring and BK London adjacent side. They make it into the ring, and as they approach each other – they’re absolutely exhausted. They’re slow to make it to their feet, but when they do its Adrian Flamingo who lands the first punch. BK stumbles back, but manages to maintain his footing and he now comes back with a hefty right hand of his own. Flamingo stumbles back and now comes back with a punch of his own. Rights are being exchanged in the ring and soon enough the pace of the fists quickens and this match turns into an all out fight. BK London gets the upper hand in this exchange and gets Flamingo on the ropes. He whips Flamingo across the ring and Flamingo grabs onto the top rope with both arms, preventing himself from landing into the arms of London. BK races full speed towards Flamingo, only for Flamingo to get his boot up. BK catches the boot in his hand and jerks Flamingo to the center of the ring, going for the Corporate Lock once more. He rolls Flamingo onto his stomach, but Flamingo pushes his arms up and rolls forward before getting in a cover.
ONE . . TWO . . THR-KICK OUT
Flamingo is the first to make it to his feet, and he awaits BK London to rise to his. The wait isn’t long as BK rises up almost instantly after Flamingo, and Flamingo looks to knock his head off with a clothesline. BK London ducks under the clothesline and as both turn around – London looks for the Shades of Michaels.
However it isn’t meant to be as Flamingo manages to duck under that maneuver. Flamingo grabs BK London from behind in the 1981 Flamingo Special, and locks it in to perfect as BK London flails around the ring like a mad man. Continuously pulling BK London to the center of the ring, Flamingo looks to knock BK London absolutely out – and it seems as if it’s working. BK London manages to runs towards the turnbuckle, and as he ducks his head down, Flamingo gets a face full of turnbuckle pad. The blow is enough to knock Flamingo loose, and BK London sees his opportunity to capitalize. He runs towards Flamingo, looking for a Running School Boy but quickly maneuvers it into a Corporate Lock. Flamingo kicks BK London off, and into the ropes. As BK bounces off the ropes, from the ground, Flamingo kicks one leg of BK prompting him to fall forward. As BK falls forward, he lands jaw first on the knee of Flamingo, taking him out of the game.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jun 10, 2008 16:38:32 GMT -5
Flamingo scrambles up to his feet and onto the apron where he ascends to the top rope. Standing for a few moments, he dives off the rope for the 450 Splash he dubbed the 1978 Flamingo Special. BK manages to move out of the way however, sending Flamingo crashing face first down to the ground. Holding his abdomen, Flamingo manages to get up and quickly BK London returns to his feet as well. Sizing him up for the Shades of Michaels, but Flamingo catches BK London’s foot. Throwing London’s foot down, Flamingo kicks BK London in the abdomen and goes for his own 1979 Flamingo Special. BK London however counters that as well, maneuvering it into a Rear waist lock before pushing Flamingo forwards. Flamingo manages to catch his balance however, but as he turns around he is the recipient of a Shades of Michaels. He didn’t hit it last time, but it scored right on target this time, and the crowd shoots up from their seats.
London collapses on the motionless body of Adrian Flamingo, and RAF slides over and makes the count.
ONE . . TWO . . THREE!
Phillip: And the winner of this match, BK London!
”Hello Brooklyn” blasts throughout the PA system and the fans shoot up from the edge of their seats, cheering BK London in what was a momentous win on his part. He rolls over from on top of Adrian Flamingo and smiles a bit, before turning to Flamingo and saying something inaudible to him. Flamingo says something back, and with that BK London rises back to his feet. He stumbles and falls onto the ropes, absolutely exhausted after such a match, but it was all worth it for this final moment. This final moment of having his hand raised and 47,000 fans in the Tokyo Dome chanting his name. BK London stands up on the middle turnbuckle, and acknowledges his fans and poses for the crowd while there is a completely opposite reaction in the middle of the ring.
Flamingo is just rising up from the Shades of Michaels, and the Ticking Time Bomb doesn’t explode – but sits there, in a state of disbelief. He wasn’t sure it would really happen, but his time in ACW is over, through, finished.
BK London’s music continues to blast through the speakers, but the music and the cheers are all blocked out in the cellars of Flamingo’s mind. He slips out under the bottom rope, and walks his way up the ramp to few supporters and cheers. He runs his hair, feeling the sweat over his forehead. He checks his nose for blood after one of the moves BK London pulled earlier in the match, there is some. But there are no tears for Flamingo tonight; he’s too strong to cry at a moment like this. He simply just disappears behind the curtain, leaving BK London to celebrate in this ring alone.
But BK London isn’t alone for much longer as “Gingerdude’s Theme” comes to life, and the Chairman makes his way down to the ring with a smile across his face and a clipboard in hand. He makes his way ringside, and BK London isn’t exactly ecstatic about his presence thus far – but he knows that clipboard is a brand new contract in hand.
Gingerdude steps into the ring, and is presented with a microphone from Phillip. As the music dies down, the cheering for BK London can still be heard in the arena.
Chairman Gingerdude: First of all, Congratulations to BK London for managing to win that hellacious match he just had. I didn’t think you still had it in you, but once again you prove me wrong. So can we get a round of applause for BK London?
A nice pop, but BK London still doesn’t look too happy with Chairman Gingerdude. The Chairman senses this.
Chairman Gingerdude: What’s wrong BK London? Still mad about everything I said earlier in the night? I know we have had our little confrontations recently, but as I stand here – I couldn’t be any more proud of you. You showed us what you can do…even if you are a bit past your prime, but that’s ok – you and Flamingo put on one hell of a show. Now what I have in my hand is a BRAND NEW ACW contract. This contract not only makes you the highest paid wrestler in ACW currently, but it’s filled with all other perks that both you and Flamingo read before your match tonight. So all you have to do is sign here…and we’re pretty much good to go.
Gingerdude shoves the clipboard into the chest of BK London, and this doesn’t get a good response from him. BK London takes the clipboard with the contract and looks over it.
Chairman Gingerdude: Now sign it.
BK London: You want me to sign this? Sign this after everything you have put me through for the past four years. After putting me in a match in which my career could’ve been over. After insulting me in this ring by saying I’m “past my prime”, you want me to sign this?
Chairman Gingerdude: …what are you trying to say?
BK London: What’s going to change if I sign this contract huh? Absolutely nothing. To you, I’ll still be the hasbeen that is past his prime but still wrestles in ACW to appeal to the older fans. I’ll still be a commodity to you, nothing else. If I sign this contract, all I’m doing is prolonging the inevitable. But you know what? I’m going to sign this contract.
He grabs the pen and signs his name on the last sheet of the paper before handing it back to Chairman Gingerdude. Gingerdude doesn’t know what to think right now, this is all very confusing to him and to many fans. Suddenly…
THWAAACK
Chairman Gingerdude is floored with a Shades of Michaels by BK London, leaving him laid out in the center of the ring – motionless. BK London grabs the microphone and stands over him.
BK London: For the past year or two, I have been treated like shit by ACW. I have been pushed out the way for second rate ‘sports entertainers’ while people like Flamingo and me – true warriors in the ring – have to like with the reality that we’ve reached the glass ceiling in our careers. Well if you won’t push me through the glass ceiling, I guess I’ll have to break through myself. So where I’m getting is: FUCK YOU Gingerdude…
BK pulls his head up and stares at the crowd.
BK London: …and FUCK YOU ACW!
BK London throws his microphone down, and the reaction from the crowd that loved him no more than five minutes ago turns absolutely sour. Massive boos fill the arena for BK London, who shows off that signature smirk. But this isn’t the biggest surprise of the night thus far…
From the stage comes down a man, and the old old wrestling fans know who this man is. He has that unforgettable strut, and while he has definitely aged in the past 4-5 years, he still has that same unforgettable expression. He walks down to the ring, slowly clapping and BK London turns to him and smiles.
The figure that is now walking to the ring is one who all the long-timers recognise... and yet they don't even know his real name. The man is none other than "WWE Gamer", the owner of the now defunct GFWWE. He meets with BK London in the ring, and raises his arm in triumph over the Chairman as Warfare comes to a close.
What does this mean for ACW as a whole? Can the federation survive this apparent blow from one of its most established stars?
Can the champions hold on to their titles until Omega Effect, or will they fall at the final hurdles?
The questions are mounting, and time is growing short. North America beckons...
Fade to Black.
End of Show.
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Post by Dan White on Jun 10, 2008 16:40:40 GMT -5
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Post by Commissioner Zero on Jun 10, 2008 16:41:48 GMT -5
Oh...my...gaaaawd!
Wh--What just happened?!
Amazing show.
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Post by silencio on Jun 10, 2008 16:42:31 GMT -5
BK Rudo FTW!
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Post by xs3 on Jun 10, 2008 17:22:03 GMT -5
You... you bastard! And STAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARK
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Post by jonnyomega on Jun 10, 2008 17:29:35 GMT -5
That was an excellent show.
Two huge surprises at the end.
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Post by shikari on Jun 11, 2008 11:10:36 GMT -5
What. The. Fuck?
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Post by rosslambert on Jun 11, 2008 11:43:11 GMT -5
Yay *holds up International Title again* FUCK YOU TAYLOR! >_> Thanks guys, great show everybizzle. ON TO OMEGA EFFECT!
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Post by Scott Andrews on Jun 11, 2008 16:36:19 GMT -5
That shit was crazy ya'll.
Stark, Kudo, BK heel turn, Danny winning IN Title, everything else! Amazing show.
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Post by Commissioner Zero on Jun 11, 2008 16:40:26 GMT -5
Oh, just a little note for everyone.
If my segment on the first page gets all screwy in the codes and the second half turns all blue, try refreshing the pages a few times. It should fix it. Don't know why it keeps going back and forth like that.
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