Monday Night Warfare 23rd June 2008

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Monday Night Warfare 23rd June 2008

ACW Spring Tour 2008 – The Road to Omega Effect IV

Rogers Centre, Toronto
Ontario, Canada
Capacity Crowd 15,000

Schedule of Matches:

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The L.A. Looker vs. Chris Cooley vs. Jason Cage

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A.C. Evans vs. Jake Steele

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Jay Zero vs. Jason Freeman

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Nick Durden and Jake Cheng vs. Scott Andrews and Danny Mainer

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BK London vs. G-Unit

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[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Opening Segment: Setting the stage/Return of a Legend (Credit: BK London)

Two stops and home…

ACW’s tour is almost over; tonight’s show is the penultimate date of what has been a momentous roller-coaster ride since Fallen Heroes. And the biggest of the twists and turns are only just about to happen…..

With the show just started minutes ago, we already head into one of the most anticipated segments of the night. "Gingerdude's Theme" sounds throughout the speakers of the Rogers Centre and the fans who have hated the Chairman for years, give the man a well deserved...mixed reaction. But the Chairman struts down to the ring with a huge smile on his face, despite half of the fans booing the mess out of him, because he knows that the night he has been waiting for is upon him.

Stepping into the ring, he walks to the center where he recieves a microphone from Phillip, and now the speaking commences.

Chairman Gingerdude: About a week and a half ago on the June 12th Edition of Thursday Night Meltdown, after one of my own wrestlers decided to wage a war on ACW because of his "mistreatment" and "disrespect" from myself, the fans, and the rest of the ACW roster, I made a call out to a certain superstar to help vanquish this rebel...

You can hear several people begin shouting out "Latino" and "Victor", as they get ready for the return of their Hispanic hero, Victor Laureano.

Chairman Gingerdude: I made a call to a man who I'll admit, I haven't had the best relationship with. I made a call to a former ACW Champion, the man who has accomplished his dream at Omega Effect before. A man who has secured a legion of fans, who despite his absence from the squared circle, has stayed loyal and true. A man, who will hopefully be making his first Omega Effect appearance

A massive pop, you can feel the excitement in the air as the crowd preps for the return of the ACW Legend. The man who has stolen their hearts and who has stole the show since day 1 in ACW.

Chairmaing Gingerdude: Ladies and Gentlemen, I bring out to you, THE ONE, THE ONLY -

"Gamer's Theme" interrupts Gingerdude before he can bring out the man who the fans have been waiting weeks for. Stephan Russo, formerly known as WWE Gamer, struts down to the ring in his suit and ACW Backstage pass dangling around his neck. The fans in the Rogers Centre boo the mess out of the former GFWWE owner, but this doesn't bother Russo as he appears to keep a smile on his face despite the jeers and insults being thrown at him.

He walks up the steel steps and into the ring, and for the first time in over four years, Chairman Gingerdude and Stephan Russo are face to face. It's a moment for the ages, the very man who put GFWWE out of business starting into the man who's currently look to return the favor.

Gamer's theme dies down and Russo lightly chuckles to himself before speaking.

Stephan Russo: Well Jonathan, you appear to be doing quite well for yourself since stealing my idea from me four years ago. Look at ya..new suit..

Russo manages to get a feel of the new suit Gingerdude appears to be sporting, but quickly Gingerdude slaps Russo's hand away.

Stephan Russo: Whoa, whoa, take it easy there buddy. I was just taking a look at the merchandise. You know, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't be able to buy that suit. Or that fancy limo that you drive around in. Or that expensive private jet you travel from country to country to. As a matter afact, if it weren't for me - you'd still be the oldest man on the roster making your way through the indies.

Russo advances towards Ginger's face, but by now his whole demeanor has changed. No more is he laughing or playing games, it's serious now. For the past four years, he has had to look at this man on television in disgust as he watched him live his dream out on television. No more, he's finally face to face with him, and you can cut the tension with a knife.

Chairman Gingerdude: Let me remind you of one thing Russo, this isn't GFWWE anymore...this is, my ring...

Quite a pop for the Chairman.

Chairman Gingerdude: And you haven't done anything for me, you didn't buy my suit, my limos, my fancy jet...all this was created by hardwork. Bringing this company up from the bottom, and making it into what it is today.

Stephan Russo: Oh don't play that sentimental bullshit card. If it weren't for the stars that I helped created, you wouldn't have gotten off the ground in the first place. I created BK London, The Senator, Victor Laureano, Alicia Kitsune, Jake Cheng, Ridley, Jonny Spade, Gooey Garth, The Macho Man RDK, Bladeshadow, and the list goes ON and ON. You used my wrestlers and MY World Title, and you want to claim that I haven't done anything for you? I've made your life everything it is today, and do I get a thanks? No. I got the boot. Well let me tell you something Jonathan, I'm back, and I'm back for what's mine. My slice of the pie. And if I don't get it, I promise that I will KILL ACW...

Chairman Gingerdude: Is that right?

Stephan Russo: That is right. And the first step is at Omega Effect, where no matter who you put up against BK London - I will be in his corner.

Chairman Gingerdude: Well, you know what, I'll be -

OOOOOOOOOOOOH LATINO

The crowd lets out a roar of cheers as the cameras quickly dart over to the arean entrance. For a brief second, no one is seen as the beats to Lowrider cross over the entire arena. Finally, a figure dressed in jeans and a classic ACW tshirt emerges through the entrance as the fans let out one more big pop. Latino looks around with that classic smile on his face as he slaps his chest. He confidently walks down the aisle, slapping hands with the many fans that lean over the barrier. Latino looks towards the ring as he points to both men. The former champion walks up the steps as he enters the ring. He climbs up the nearest turnbuckle as he takes a moment to look around the arena once more. The fans continue to reach deafening levels as Latino slaps his chest with more enthusiasm. He jumps down as he quickly grabs a microphone from an assistant outside the ring.

Latino: ….Oye mi gente!!!! It is good to be back in A…C…W! You see I’ve been gone for a long, long time, but it is good to be back. This business has always been in the my blood and being in this ring reminds me just how much. Now just a few weeks ago, I got a call from someone that I never, ever expected and it was a surprise. I do want to say one thing to him…

Latino now gives his full attention to Chairman Ginger as he stares in his direction.

Latino: Mira jefe I want to say right now that I did not come back for you. I did not come back to help your ratings or increase your buy rates.

Latino starts walking closer to his former boss as he continues to let his thoughts run through his lips.

Latino: I came for myself….I came for these fans….I came for ACW!!

The fans pop loud as Ginger takes a step back. He wants to say something in response but decides that now may not be the right moment. Latino then turns his attention to Stephen the man that he has not seen for what seems like forever.

Latino: Y tu? You don’t owe anyone a damn thing, chico. You think you made me? You think you made my wife or anyone else on that list of yours? You made no one! I made myself. I’m the one that was jobbing day in and day out in that hell hole you called a fed. I was the at the bottom of the totem pole and still was the number 1 reason people tuned in to watch your show. You never let me get anywhere in GFWWE and it wasn’t until I was given the chance here to show you what I had to offer and shove it down your throat!

Stephan Russo: How dare you-

Latino: How dare I? How dare you maricon! I’ve seen what BK London has done week in and week out. He and I have been down this road before and if you think just because you two are aligned will make anything different…then you are dead wrong! I came back tonight to tell you….to tell everyone in person that I am here to fight BK London at Omega Effect IV! I’ll do whatever I have to do to stop this because this right here….this ring, this arena is mine. I put mi sangre…my blood and sweat into this business and federation and it will be the last thing that I will do to see it crumble!

Gingerdude (interjecting): ...and I will be in his corner!

Quite perplexing, not only will Victor Laureano be at at Omega Effect this Saturday - but Chairman Gingerdude will be in his corner to reduce any interference Stepahn Russo might cause.

Stephan Russo: Well, if you think that's going to stop BK London this Saturday, then..then, you've got another thing coming. And I'll tell you something Latino..I'm glad I jobbed you out in GFWWE. And why? Because you were always a loud mouth, overrated..

Latino slowly begins to approach Stephan Russo, backing him up into the corner, and he begins to speak softer and softer. He knows that for four years, Latino has been waiting to get his hands on him, and he won't pass up that opportunity tonight. Within seconds, Latino grabs the former GFWWE by his collar - which gets a major pop from the crowd. Suddenly, massive boos fill the arena as BK London enters the ring with a steel chair.

Turning around to see what all the commotion is about, within seconds Latino is floored by a chairshot that echoes throughout the arena. The hispanic hero lays motionless on the mat as BK London tosses his steel chair to the side and now begins to talk trash talk to the former ACW Champion. BK London turns his attention to Chairman Gingerdude, who stands at his lonesome while Stephan Russo steps out the corner. Now that Latino is down, Russo manages to pick up where BK London left off talking the trash to the prone Latino.

Russo rises up and pats BK London on the back while also staring at Chairman Gingerdude. The two share a laugh before entering the ring, and it seems within a few minutes the man who was reportedly supposed to protect ACW has fallen to BK London. Latino begins to stir a bit, holding his head in pain, and he turns to the stage where BK London and Stephan Russo are standing. Russo raises up the arm of his man at the top of the stage, predicting victory for BK London as the segment fades out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Step Up
Credit: Jay Zero - Rattlesnake

[The shot opens up to the open, spacious, sold out Rogers Centre with 52,000+ fans all on their feet ready for the action. Fireworks explode left and right on the stage near the Alphatron and the lights up the place. The camera swings back and forth, catching glimpses of all over the arena. The fireworks blow off with one big finale and the camera begins to settle towards the center of attention. In the ring is our ever-so-loved Kevin Anderson with a microphone in hand, all ready to go.]

Kevin Anderson: Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to Monday Night Warfare, and our last stop on the trail to Omega Effect four!

[The crowd erupts, all highly anticipating the action that is guaranteed tonight and this saturday at Omega Effect.]

Kevin Anderson: That's right! In just five days you will be witnessing LIVE! --some of ACW's most anticipated and memorable matches! I'm talking about the World Heavyweight Champion Sarin Rossi taking on Fallen Souls! I'm talking about Jake Cheng verses Danny Mainer! We'll see the crowning of our new tag team champions when our tournament comes to an exciting conclusion when we see the likes of Whitesnake taking on the legends of the ACW Tag Division, G-Unit! Just that right there is a jam packed event, but there is a hell of a lot more where that comes from!

[Many different chants start to break out, including FSX, Senator, and Latino!]

Kevin Anderson: And along with these, last Thursday our Chairman decided to make another big match, and he also said that today, he would make these two shake hands. Since Mr. Gingerdude is so busy with the Omega Effect preparations, he has kindly asked me, Kevin Anderson to fill in for him. So -- without any further ado, please welcome the two that will face off, toe to toe at Omega Effect IV! --Rattlesnake! And Jay Zero!

[Kevin points his arm out towards the Alphatron, cuing the entrances of the two foes. "Blind" by Silverchair plays over the sound system, sending thousands to their feet. The curtain gets pushed aside and out from behind it comes the Vision of Greatness himself, Rattlesnake. Snake nods his head out to the audience as he marches down the entrance ramp with a microphone in hand. He rolls into the ring underneath the bottom rope and stands on his feet, putting his arms into the air, posing. As the music begins to fade, Rattlesnake looks over towards Kevin and then pulls the microphone up to his face.]

Rattlesnake: Kevin, you should realize that this isn't going to work out. You've seen what he's doing. He won't come out here. It's not in his nature to show some balls.

Kevin: Well, I'm only doing what I've been instructed to. And -- well that's to make sure that you two shake hands. We need to establish some respect now, so that you two can go ahead and beat each other on Saturday.

Rattlesnake: If that happens, I intend to give him an ounce of what our match at Omega Effect is going to be like.

Kevin: Well -- I rather not have that really happen. So Snake, please, let's just do what we gotta do, ok?

Rattlesnake: I'm not going to restrain myself just because you ask me t-

[ "Unbroken [ Hotel Baby]" by Monster Magnet blares, causing Rattlesnake, Kevin, and every person in attendance to look over towards the stage while the lights dim out a bit and different shades of blue spotlights begin to circle throughout the arena. Boos emerge from the Rogers Centre as Jay Zero walks out onto the stage bearing his ring attire, a can of hairspray, and a microphone in hand. He looks at Rattlesnake with a half smile then scoffs as he starts to pace back and forth from left to right on the stage as his music fades out.]

Kevin: Alright, good. Now we can get things started.

Zero :: Umm, yeah. About that! [/color]

[Kevin looks up at Jay wondering what he means. The crowd already begins to boo, before they can even hear what he has to say.]

Zero :: See! I got myself a match a little bit later on tonight! [/color]

Kevin: Yes, against Jason Freeman, but I don't see what that has to do with you sha--

Zero :: Exactly! It's against Jason Freeman! [/color]

[Kevin just seems confused now.]

Zero :: And about one year ago! I was in a cage with him and Santiago Rivera! [/color]

[The crowd cheers for Santi, but Jay doesn't appreciate being interrupted.]

Zero :: SHUT UP! [/color]

[And within an instant, they go back to booing him.]

Zero :: And when I was in that cage -- I was so close to winning the International Title and FIRING that useless garbage Rivera! [/color]

[Booooo.]

Zero :: I was literally THIS CLOSE -- until Jason Freeman thought it was smart to uhh..."guarantee" that I would be out of the picture. He handcuffed me to the cage and forced me to watch on idly as he stole my Omega Effect debut from me! [/color]

Rattlesnake: Oh bitch bitch bitch. Why don't you do us all a favor, shut your damn mouth and walk your ass down here?

Zero :: Uhh excuse me! I'm not done yet! So since I have Freeman in the ring tonight, I thought I'd show him a little lesson. Sure I've had matches since, and I have beaten him each and every time! Heh, but, this time, I want to bring back the memories of past Omega Effects! And Snake -- trust me! No matter would deep the wounds of Freeman go tonight, it won't be anything compared to Saturday for you, Snakey boy! [/color]

Rattlesnake: Oh for the love of...listen Zero, you couldn't cause a deep wound if your life depended on it. Let's face facts, you couldn't wound me even if I was incapacitated. Now bring your ass down here and I'll show you what a deep wound is!

[The crowd cheers, getting behind Rattlesnake but Jay starts to shake his head no.]

Zero :: See! This is exactly why you won't be seeing Jay Zero walk down and get in that ring! I gotta save my energy for my match! I rather not waste it the same way twice in a week! [/color]

Kevin: Jay, Chairman Gingerdude has ordered me to make sure--

Zero :: Well you can tell Chairman Gingerdude that Jay Zero said no! Snake, you want my respect, you won't be getting it through a handshake, k? [/color]

Rattlesnake: I don't want your fucking respect.

Zero :: Well good! [/color]

Rattlesnake: But what I do care about is the fact that you're nothing but the cowardly bastard. You attack people every time I step around the corner and you run off! Zero, I want to fight you to show everyone what a zero you truly are.

Zero :: Oh wow! A "zero" joke, very, veeery original! Well anyways picking one with me ain't gonna get you far! [/color]

Rattlesnake: It seems to have brought me into this. You know...picking one-sided fights with people that have no chance to defend themselves.

Kevin: Jay, are we doing this or not?

Zero :: Hell no. I'm not laying a finger on him and I'm not taking even one step closer to him! He's a mad man Kevin! [/color]

Rattlesnake: Coward.

Kevin: Ugh, if this isn't happening, then fine. I'm out of here. Good luck to both of you Saturday, Snake, good luck in the tag finals as well.

Rattlesnake: Good luck? I don't need luck! Come Saturday, I intend to pick up my first two wins at Omega Effect. I win against that douchebag Jay Zero and win the Tag Team Championships. G-Unit is a thing of the past. Whitesnake is going to rock Omega Effect off it's very foundation.

[Rattlesnake looks up the ramp at Jay Zero. He was being fueled by his thirst for a fight. He takes one step towards the ropes...and another...and another. He eventually stands next to the ropes and moves through them.]

Zero :: Gahh! Um, N-Now I gotta go get ready for my match! But uhh--Snake, I'll see you Saturday! [/color]

Rattlesnake: See? Coward.

[Rattlesnake jumps down and walks back up the ramp. He's pretty much had it at this point. After all of the run aways, he would finally be able to confront Jay Zero in the ring on Saturday. But that's still a few days away. Until then, nothing will happen. Absolutely nothing.]

[FADE OUT]

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Get Kudo. (Credit: Jake Steele)

We open up our scene inside of the dressing room of “One Man Dynasty” Jake Steele. The camera focuses on his face, as he holds his hand over his mouth, in thought. We pan out with the camera to see Jake Steele sitting on the arm of a leather couch, with the members of IP all around him. Reprobate sits on the floor, laid back against a lamp post, with his hands placed on his lap. Sinister Minister sits on the couch itself, with his cane in hand and stroking his face. The two members of the International Incident stand before all three men, as if Steele is ready to give a order, in his ever growing army of men. He removes his hand from his mouth and sticks his hand out to the two members of I.I. before speaking.

Jake Steele: Aight, now incase you two didn’t get the message last week. A certain member of the ACW rostah’ decided to return and stick his pounk ass into my business! And at Omega Effect, I can not, and will not let that shit happen. So tonight, Pride, Blaze… both of you niggas is gonna find Kudo and make sure he doesn’t… leave this arena.

Blaze: I’ll chop him down like a tree! Me and Pride got this done, you can assure “Mr. KO” won’t be knocking anybody out anytime soon. Isn’t that right Pride?

Pride: うん、うん。私は芸術の訓練をガ ツンと来る。工藤されることはあ& #12426;ませんキャッチミーできるよう&# 12289;私は地獄の速さです。

Jake Steele looks at Pride in confusion, while Sinister Minister is seen on the couch laughing.

Jake Steele: What da’ fuck he just say?

Blaze: Oh, he said will do boss.

Steele: It took him day’ long to say all dat’?

Blaze: Heh, Japanese language is very complicated.

Steele: Aight whatever, go out there and get it done…

Pride and Blaze stand in place…

Steele: NOW!

Pride and Blaze run out of the locker room, on the hunt for Mr. KO… Steele shakes his head and looks to Reprobate.

Steele: When Plan A fails like we know it's going to... Plan B kicks in.

Reprobate stays in his corner with his head down, staring blankly into space.

The scene fades as IP sits on the couch, staring into emptiness… wondering if I.I. can get it done, probably not.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Winter -- Part 8 (Credit: Nick D)

"I could have lost myself
In rough, blue waters in your eyes
And I'd miss you still"
- "Winter" by Joshua Radin

As he relaxes in his home, he begins to think of his strategy for Omega Effect. He’s been training hard the whole week. He’s talked to nobody. His cell phone has been turned off. He doesn’t want any distractions. He’s focused on winning. He’s in it to win it. He needs to win it. He needs this championship. It’s calling out to him. While he trains, and while he sleeps. The championship will make him feel like something again. It will give him the boost he will soon really need. Why does he need this boost?

You’re about to find out.

Nick’s aforementioned cell phone had been off for a week. His cell phone must have tons of messages. He decides to turn it on. To his surprise, he’s only had one message. It’s from an unknown number. The message begins and Nick’s heart sinks.

? ? ?: Nick? Nick, this is Nakado Inoue. I don’t know if you remember me from about nine years ago or so. We used to be neighbors. You used to uh, date my daughter, Emiko…

Nick’s heart skips a beat. This was unexpected.

Nakado: I’ve tried to track you down. A whole lot, too. I, uh. I have some bad news. Emiko..Emiko died. She uh, she overdosed. Anti-depressants. It’s just…wow. Her funeral is this Friday in San Francisco at the Last Twilight Funeral Home. I’d appreciate it if you could come and say some words. I understand if you can’t. Yeah…I hope to see you here.

“No New Messages”

He sets his cell phone down. He can’t believe it. She’s…dead?

He’s in a state of shock. He doesn’t know what to do right now. He’s frozen where he stands. All the memories fly back into his head. The day he asked her out, their first date, their first kiss. The incident with her dad. The last day he saw her. The day he made her cry..

He’s going. She deserves that much from him. It’d be the right thing to do.

He gets there in a matter of hours. It wasn’t a long drive. He was dressed in all black. His hair was nice, clean, and in a ponytail. He arrives at the Last Twilight Funeral Home. It really isn’t a full house. Not many people were attending. He expected more. He recognized her dad. He was still as big as he was fifteen years ago. His hair had grayed, though. He wasn’t as strong, though. Nick thought he could easily take him now. He wanted to chuckle, but he just couldn’t. He sees the open casket, but he hesitates. He doesn’t want to see her…dead…not alive anymore.

Her dad calls him over. He looks terrible. He looks like he’s actually sad that she’s dead. He sighs before walking over to him. Her dad is standing right in front of her open casket. That’s why he walks over there slowly. After what seemed like years, he gets to her dad’s side. He hugs Nick, and Nick hesitates before actually putting his arms around him to pat him in the back. He hugs Nick tightly, and lets out a sniff. Nick is quite surprised. He finally lets go of Nick. Nick breathes in and out, heavily as he looks down at Emiko. She looked…

She looked amazing. She was as beautiful as ever. And young too. It’s amazing what they can do to a dead body. Nick just realized that he was looking at her sixteen your old face. He snapped out of it, and then looked at her actual face. He shudders. She looked beat up, and worn out. He couldn’t look at her for another second. He quickly looks away.

Nakado: Ever since you left, Nick, her life’s gone downhill. She started drinking, drugs, gangs; anything she thought that was so horrible just so she’d get back at me. I don’t blame you, either. I blame myself…

Nick: Don’t. You were being a father. But you were…a bit…how do I put this...overprotective..Nah, you know what? I’m just going to say this. You were abusive, man. You shouldn’t have treated her like that. It IS your fault. I’m sorry, but it’s THE TRUTH.

Nick caught the people’s attention. They all looked up at Nick and Nakado. Nick noticed this, and took it as the perfect time to let out all his pint-up frustration, anger. Nick looks at all the people. A deep breath.

Nick: I was asked to come here to say a few words. And I think I will. This man standing next to me was the worst father I have ever met. After my mother died, Emiko was the person to fill that huge void that was left in me when I was young. I was fourteen actually. We began to date at that age. And we had to keep it a secret, because her father, known to you all as Nakado…Inoue, would explode on her if he found out that she was actually dating someone who cared for her, and wouldn’t dare harm her in any way. Two years passed, and we managed to keep our relationship a secret. Then, an enemy of mine at the time, Paul, worked together with this man, to spy on us. He caught us kissing one day. On the same day I told her how I truly felt about her, and how I loved her just like I would love my mother.

Nakado: Shut your mouth..

Nick: THIS MAN, called his own daughter, …a whore. His own daughter.

A few gasps from the people in attendance.

Nick: And after I tried to protect her from his rage, the guy I mentioned before? Paul, he comes in, knocks me out. My brother sees this disgusting excuse for a man, grab his own daughter around the neck, tightly to drag her in the house. And not only that, but he even punched her in her stomach. He did this, just so she would never see me again. So, two weeks later I look out of my window, see a big white truck. So, I go outside, and see that’s it a movers truck. I see her abusive beast of a father isn’t there, so I go over. And she answers the door. But no longer do I see the girl I fell in love with. I see a completely different girl. She turned just into what her dad called her…a whore. And…I have only him to blame. She broke down when I decided to leave. And that would be the last time I saw her. So, nine years later, this bastard calls me and asks me to say a few words. But I can’t. At least nothing good.

Nick turns to Nakado now. Nakado is red in the face. Just as red in the face as he was fifteen years ago. Nick gets closer to him so that they’re face to face. Nick was taller now. Taller than him.

Nick: ( whispers ) I don’t care what people say. I don’t care what people do. You are a terrible father, and a waste of flesh and bone. You didn’t deserve to have a daughter like her. You turned her into what she became. You have nobody to blame but yourself. There. I gave some words. Happy?

Nakado: Damn…damn it...Fuck you, ya damn runt!

Nakado swings a punch but Nick ducks. Nick, being too quick for him, punches him square in the jaw knocking him down. Everyone in attendance gasps. Nick opens up his black suit jacket and takes out a rose from the inside pocket. He kisses the rose and carefully places it in between Emiko’s hands, without touching them.

Nick: Rest in peace, Emiko Inoue.

He looks at all the people sitting down, staring up at him. He makes his way out of the funeral home without looking at anyone else. He couldn’t stand up there and say only positive things. The people needed to know the truth. He couldn’t stand up there, say a few good words about Emiko, and then leave. No, that wasn’t him. He exposed her father for the abusive brute he was. In Nick’s opinion, he deserved to be in that casket. Not Emiko. He would now go back home, try to forget about all of this, and focus back to his main goal: a quest to the top of the ACW mountain.

He had wished that he had never received that message from Nakado Inoue. He would try to forget this, yes. He would try his damn hardest to block this out of his mind. But, he didn’t need this. That cell phone would be off until after Omega Effect.

End.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: ....wait, what?! (Credit: BK London)

As we return from commercial shortly after the first segment, we see BK London and Stephan Russo making their way down the hallway together. They're both ecstatic over what just went down in the ring with Latino and themselves, and they know if they can continue to conjure up plans like that - they're going to rule the day at Omega Effect IV.

They continue down the hallway and continue talking.

BK London: ...did you see how I knocked his lights out?! It was INCREDIBLE! Aw man, he's going to wish he didn't accept that challenge at Omega Effect IV - because I'm going to beat the hell out of him and send him back on the next inner tube to Puerto Rico!

Stephan Russo: I was even surprised that plan worked.

BK London: When you've been around the business as long as I have, any plan I think up can work Russ.

Stephan Russo: Good. So you have a plan for your handicap match against G-Unit tonight..

Stepahn Russo continues walking down the hallway for a few moments, but BK London comes to a complete stop. The thought of facing G-Unit, the team which weighs in at a combined weight of 520 pounds, completely slipped his mind. He was so busy thinking up that plan for when Latino returned, that at no time did he even think to prepare for his handicap match tonight.

Stephan Russo: You DO have a plan, don't you?

BK London: Uh...y-y-you see, what happened with that was...

Facepalm.

Stephan Russo: Just great, you DON'T have a plan. Fantastic.

BK London: I was thinking up a way to get back at Latino! Oh god, oh god, oh god!

Stephan Russo: Alright, calm down, calm down, you're the best wrestler in the business and I'm the best mind in the business - we can figure this out. Let's just head back to the locker room and think this through...

BK London: Good idea..

The two walk off camera, conjuring up another plan. What could be up Russo and London's sleeves? Keep watching to find out..

Fade Out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Warning:
The following roleplay contains graphic violence and disturbing text. If you are offended by such material, please skip.

His mansion, gone.
His soul, possessed.
His heart, empty.

All he has left is this city, this ...



“God, please help me.”

[She prays like she never has prayed before. Just like her dignity, her clothes have been shredded. Streams consisting of salty tears and black mascara flow down the cheeks of her face but they do not stop her aggressor, only heighten his pleasure. Far away her loved ones go about their daily lives totally oblivious to her present peril. She is a granddaughter, daughter, girlfriend, niece and sister. To the filth hovering her, she is only an object of sexual gratification.]

Man: Keep fighting and you’re only going to make this harder on yourself! Now do your self a favor and be a quick learner! You are going to suck my cock, bitch. You are going to suck it dry!

[Latching his thumb and forefinger onto her mouth like a vice, he pries it open and begins to bring forth his heaving member.]

Man: Open wide!

[Her pleas for mercy have gone unanswered by pure, unadulterated evil. Her request for help has been ignored by the residents of this cesspool. Her innocence will be stolen; stolen by one unworthy to touch such a pristine being.]

Hahahahahaha

[Or will it?]

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Man: ~Hwuh?

Thunderkiss: Open WIDE?! Look at that tiny thing! More like, “try not to laugh!”

~!~CRACK~!~

[Taken by surprise, TK defines the meaning of the term “sucker punch.” The force of the blow throws the rapist against a nearby brick wall. His hands push backwards in defense, and upon doing so, relieves himself of his weapon.]

[glow=red,2,300]“Do you smell the stench? The stench of sin on him?”[/glow]
Thunderkiss: I do.

[glow=red,2,300]“Do you know what to do, then?”[/glow]
Thunderkiss: Clean him.

[glow=red,2,300]“It’s time to feast” [/glow]
[Aiden leaps on top of the man and pins him down with his massive frame. With one quick and clean downwards swipe with the man’s switchblade, Thunderkiss removes him of his manhood. Now possessing the man’s own sexual organ, TK slaps him in the face with it until the rapist’s face is stained red with his own blood.]

Man: AAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHH!

Thunderkiss: Hey. HEY! Want to hear something cool?

Man: H-Help ... me..

Thunderkiss: Help you? I AM trying to help you buddy, now listen! You are going to love this one, I just know it! Anyway, I know a guy who can suck his own DICK! Isn’t that just CRAZY?!

[Thunderkiss thrusts the rapist’s detached penis directly into the man’s mouth where he begins to gag upon it.]

Man: *HurK*

Thunderkiss: Pretty cool, huh? Come on, swallow it! OPEN WIDE! TAKE IT LIKE A MAN!

Man: *Gargle* Cagh... Cach....ca ...

Thunderkiss: What? WHAT? I Can’t heaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrr you! Talk louder!

[His soul lights itself on exuberant fire as he watches the man struggle to fill his lungs with air. With every gargle, with every wretch he begins to laugh, but the punch line has yet to come. The rapists eyes slowly begin to roll upwards into his head, and as they do, the cackles of Thunderkiss echo throughout every dark crevasse within the City of Angels. Tonight the devil feasts on another soul.

As the last breath falls upon his hand, Thunderkiss unclasps his hands from the corpse’s mouth and wipes them clean on his overalls. With the sinner gone, it is now time to turn his attention towards the innocent. Bending at the knees, he locks his eyes with hers and places his index finger gently across his lips.]

Thunderkiss: Shhhhhhhhhh, it’s going to be okay.

[He reaches out with his hand and the girl’s faith whispers to her to take it. He lifts her to her feet and gently brushes her hair out of her face in a fatherly manner.]

Thunderkiss: Do you have someone that loves you?

Woman: Y-Yes.

Thunderkiss: Do me just one favor.

[Kiss’ eyes close. In the darkness he smells Anna’s perfume, feels her skin and tastes her kiss.]

Thunderkiss: Hold them closely tonight.

[Just as fearful of her savior as she was of her aggressor, she nods and runs to safety, not taking a second to even look back. With his eyes still closed, he leans into the blackness and speaks within it, hoping that perhaps he’ll hear something back.]

Thunderkiss: I love you.

[He does, but not from the one his heart aches for.]

Thunder Train: Holy shit. Boss, is that you?

[Kiss turns his sorrow filled eyes in Train’s direction, confirming his instincts. For the past 24 hours James has been searching for Aiden’s body to guard, and after going on tip, The Train finally finds it.]

Train: I don’t want to know, do I?

[TK nods. Since the start of their friendship, James has seen so much outrageous behavior that he knows the answers will most likely be more frightening than his curiosity. He wisely lets this one go.]

Train: Look, I can see from here that you’ve gone through some real serious SHIT over the last couple of days, but you have to hear me out, Boss.

[He takes a moment to get comfortable and takes a seat on the concrete pavement along side TK. Just a few weeks ago this was the man who embraced him with a passion and love for life. In just a matter of a few hours this upbeat spirit has been bled from his body and replaced with something both sinister and disturbing.]

Train: Anna sent me. She is really missing you and she told me to tell you that she loves you, no matter what.

[Aiden smirks. As he shakes his head no, he calmly points to the dead man residing at the end of the alleyway.]

Train: Oh SHIT.

Thunderkiss: My head hurts.

Train: Come on, we gotta get you outta’ here.

[As the sound of police sirens screech in the distance, Train realizes he has to get Thunderkiss as far away from this alleyway as possible. If there is any man suited for the task at hand, it is him. Able to lift TK’s mass with his own, he throws his arm under him and together they make haste to less conspicuous grounds.]

.... ELSEWHERE ....

[He has left everything to her. His estate. His bank account. His possessions. She has it all, all but one thing...

Him.]

Anna: Aiden, come home.

[FADE]

Credits:
Thunder Train
Thunderkisss

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Title: Sanctuary (Credit: A.C. Evans)

We fade up to the scene of a shadow on the ground. It's still light out, so it's been taped earlier. The river runs as far as the eye can see. The shadow is still, not moving at all. It stretches across the water and to the other side of the river. The current is somewhat strong, and the water doesn't look very deep. Perhaps it's about seven to eight inches deep. As it runs over the rocks in the bed, the shadow remains hidden. However, due to the nature of the promo, it's quite obvious that this is A.C. Evans. The man whom we presume to be Evans speaks. His soft voice trails off into nature as birds call out from the tops of the trees. Still, the camera stays fixated on the shadow on the river.

A.C. EVANS:[/color] Somehow I ended up in this place. I've found myself in this place where I can't seem to find myself. I can't seem to find anything except for..comfort. I've found the comfort of knowing that the truth will never be exposed. I've found the comfort of knowing that no one needs to know my past. I've found the comfort of secrecy...This place offers me nothing more than a sanctuary from the truth. In ACW, I can hide from the truth. People like Jason Freeman, Jake Steele, and Thundertrain are all frauds. They also hide from the truth. People cower in the corner when they are confronted with the truth and I am no different. However, I've a reason. Every morning, upon awakening, I can only ask myself this: how much did they find out? I must question my life every morning. Do they really know? Will they ever know? And I can rest self-assured that you will never know, because ACW hides the truth...

The shadow is still over the river. The river begins to speed up as wind begins to blow. The trees above us shake with every wind.

A.C. EVANS:[/color] Endless, faithless...painless. Painless...Jake Steele. Your defeat will be a painless one. You've found yourself in the worst situation. You simply signed to this match looking for an easy win. You will not find that here. You will not find an easy win on Warfare. However, you will find sanctuary from the truth. You won't have to hear about how you're some type of sleaze bag. You won't hear rumors and gossip from me. The only thing you will hear is what needs to be said. You are the type of person whom makes me ill. You are the embodiment of what is wrong with today's culture. Your main source of power is your money. Rather then it being the truth, or your strength, you find power in your money. In the same sense that I find sanctuary from the truth by defeating souls, you find sanctuary from the truth in money.

Still no movement from the figure of A.C. Evans. He pauses in his dialog and suddenly begins.

A.C. EVANS:[/color] I know all about your childhood, Jake. I know your ways and how possessions mattered the most to you. You hid from the truth by buying the newest pair of shoes, or by buying a brand new chain. You didn't want the people around you to expose you for the worm that you really are, so you draped yourself in designer clothes and accessories. Your earthly possessions do not stop me from seeing the filth that you really are. I see the real Jake Steele, and it's a horrendous view. Show yourself, Steele. Show the ACW the real you. Purify yourself and justify your lifestyle. You've become a demon to this world and you know it. You look yourself in the mirror at night and you realize that you are nothing but a walking disease. You infect all you come in contact with. The moment the eyes see the new shoes or the shinny chain, they want to be like you. You set a false example for this society, and it must be stopped. This ego trip of yours must stop. You will not do it yourself. At this pace, why would you want to? This is why someone must step in..I will do the work of the people..

The sun is beginning to set, slowly, over the trees. The river slows down a bit as does the wind.

A.C. EVANS:[/color] Are you speechless, Jake Steele? Has your heart stopped? Are you panicking because the world is slowly catching on to your sham? I've heard the tone in your voice and I've heard the fear. I've seen the fear in your eyes. I've seen fear all over your body. You see it as well, but you don't want. You close your eyes and turn away. You've turned each of these ACW fans into sheep. You've pulled the wool over their eyes once again. You've fooled them into making them want your possessions. Hm. Take a bow, this has been the greatest performance of all. You've performed exquisitely and you deserve it. Even though the millions of ACW fans cheer you on, you can look out and see a set of eyes in the crowd. You can still see the eyes of myself, glaring at you. And as you are engulfed in fear because you know that I know the truth, you will know. You'll know that I see every little mistake that you make. It's time that your money, your sanctuary and your lies are taken from you. You will be exposed, Jake Steele. I promise this.

The sun is almost gone now. Still we see a bit of his shadow on the river.

A.C. EVANS:[/color] Thundertrain, I told you that I would defeat whomever you threw at me. You tried another one your attacks, but I walked away with my hand raised in the air. I defeated you when you were not expecting it. Similar to the way you attacked me when I was not expecting it. You will face me in a ladder match at Omega Effect IV. Omega...The end. It is the end for you Train. You're title reign comes to a end at Omega Effect IV. You cannot change anything about this match. It is set in stone. The only thing you can do is wait. You're on my time now, Train. I will free your soul at Omega Effect IV. You will thank me.

The sun is gone from sight as we see A.C. Evans take a step forward. He is exposed from the shadows now and we see that he is wearing a white shirt with white pants. He kneels near the water's edge and looks into the reflection.

A.C. EVANS:[/color] Isn't it wonderful how we take for granted the light? But the second that darkness approaches, we scurry to find a light source. The second light has been taken from our lives, we want it back. How odd. It just shows that you are pathetic creatures who are rather unappreciative. My soul is clean, is yours?

He cups his hands together and sips some of the water and pours it on his face. He lets it drip down onto his shirt as he closes his eyes. The scene fades to black as he leans back down...

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Proudly Bring To You…The Tag Team Champions Of The World….! (Credit: Jonny Spade, Gooey Garth, Rattlesnake, Dan White)

G-Unit have a good reason to be happy. They defeated two tough teams, one of which included a recent former champion, to get to the final of the Tag Team Tournament, and they couldn’t be happier. The duo are walking in their casual attires backstage, knowing that they have a match against BK London later today. They walk through the corridor, but are abruptly stopped by a menacing figure.

Jonny: Ah, Snake. How are you doing?

The camera pans to Snake, who stands in front of the two with his arms folded.

Snake: Jonny. Gooey. It’s been a long time since I graced the two of you with my presence.

The two snigger.

Gooey: Yeah, because you’ve done it all here. With your 4-time tag championship record, or your record-breaking World Championship runs…

Snake is quickly backed up by his tag partner, Dan White, who stands next to him.

Dan: Well at least we were honourably inducted into this tournament, rather than having to be picked from the bowels of Fallout to make up the numbers.

Jonny isn’t happy about that comment, but Gooey holds him back.

Gooey: Hey dude, isn’t it time you bottled another title match, Dan? I mean there was Fallen Heroes this year…and about the seven million times we kicked your ass back in 2005.

Dan: Yeah, back in 2005. A lot of things have changed since then, Gooey my friend. I mean by your portly image I’m guessing you two have only really gotten worse. Have the birdies and the kitties stopped putting out, Gooey? That could have been the only explanation to how you somehow managed to keep your shape.

Gooey: Listen Dan, I don’t really care how many insults you sprite up. I’ve beaten you before, Jonny has beaten you before, and come Saturday, you’re going to be looking at the 5-time Tag Team Champions, while you two probably blow up in the ring and Snake kicks your ass.

Snake: Like I did to you at my first PPV? Genocide 2006, I believe. I beat you so soundly they had to scrape you off the mat.

Jonny: Now look who’s living in the past.

Dan and Snake look at each other with a grimace.

Snake: Bottom line is, we have you in the final of this contest, and we aren’t going to treat you lightly.

Jonny: Don’t you two have matches at Omega Effect anyways?

Dan: Doesn’t mean we’re gonna go easier. Me and Snake here are going to prove that we’re the toughest athletes this company has ever seen.

Gooey: Yeah, in opposite land…

??: ENOUGH!

The four heads turn and a predictable sigh, as Chairman Gingerdude steps in.

Ginger: Now I know that both you teams are eager to play some mind games before your match at Omega Effect, but do it another time! I don’t have time for mindless squabbling like this.

He looks at G-Unit.

Ginger: You two have a match against BK London tonight. I suggest if you want to get some valuable match practice before Saturday, you should go and prepare for your match instead of lounging around here!

G-Unit sigh, shrug their shoulders and leave. Ginger then turns to Whitesnake.

Ginger: And you two. I could remove you from that match ever so easily for causing disruption in these hallways!

The look on Snake and Dan’s face looks like they’re ready to add Ginger to the wall.

Ginger: But then I realised that you two are in two matches on Saturday, and I figured it’d give me a lot more satisfaction if both of you were utterly obliterated twice in one night instead! Now get the hell out of my site.

Whitesnake sigh and turn away, leaving Ginger holding his forehead.

Ginger: Damnit, this is the worst time of year for trying to keep my stress levels down.

Fade out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: “Missed Me” (Credit: Kudo)

Camera view opens up showing Kudo as he casually strolls down the backstage hall, headed toward the concession area. Several ACW veteran backstage workers greet him as he approaches them.

Worker 1: Hey Kudo, welcome back.

Worker 2: Good to have you back on the force Kudo.

Kudo: Thanks.

Kudo passes by some sound equipment and spare cords spread about the ground and nearly trips on one.

Kudo: You guys should clear this place up, people have to walk here you know.

Worker 1: You got it.

*AAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRGGGGGH!!!*

From the distance a battle cry is howled and Johnny Blaze from the International Incident comes running in with a chair swinging in the air. Kudo sidesteps and uses Blaze’s momentum to guide him into a large unused speaker which causes a loud crash as it and Blaze tumble to the ground. Blaze lands awkwardly on the equipment and several sparks shoot up into the air on impact.

The workers looked on stunned as Kudo merely takes a second and stares at Blaze’s body on the ground entangled in the wires.

Kudo: …get to it. It’s a real mess here.

Kudo continues walking down the hall at his casual pace as the workers check on Johnny Blaze, whose cries of battle turned into cries of pain.

*AAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRGGGGGH!!!*

Worker 1: You…you okay?

-Fade Out-

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 1: The L.A. Looker vs. Chris Cooley vs. Jason Cage (Credit: Dan White)

The fans were confused as to why the match involved three heels, but booed for the trio nonetheless. Cooley started out the stronger, he is bigger than the other two and uses his strength to his advantage. He parades around the ring, planting Cage and Gonzalez with heavy moves. The Elevated DDT is hit on Gonzales, whilst Cage suffers a brutal Spinebuster. But the two later manage to turn on Cooley, and hit a number of generic moves such as Double Suplexes and Double Clotheslines to wear him down a bit. Cooley is dumped out the match and the first 1-on-1 tie commences. Both are brawlers at heart, and proceed to smack the living daylights out of one another. Cage hits a Tiger Suplex on Gonzalez and looks pretty smug with himself, but Gonzalez manages to hit one of his own. Cage responds with a Butterfly Suplex, but Gonzales annoyingly manages to recover and also hit one of his own. Both get near falls but it isn't enough, and Cooley re-enters the ring.

The match is coming to its midway point, and there's a lot of triple team action. All three men work with each other in an attempt to ground the other one. Cage at one point is dominating the other two, reversing a Double Suplex into one of his own, with emphatic results. But eventually the two powerhouses - Cage and Gonzalez - dispose of Gonzalez with a Spinebuster into Cutter. The move devastates Gonzalez to the point where he's rolled out the ring and out of action, and this is where Cage and Cooley begin to fight a true brawl. Cooley forces Cage into the ropes, but Cage escapes, removing one of the turnbuckle paddings. Cooley's head is then bounced off the buckle repeatedly until he's busted open, and the crowd are somewhat surprised to see someone bleed in the opener of a Warfare match. But Cooley gets his revenge with a Big Boot, only for Cage to be able to kick out at 2.

The end of the match appears nigh, and Cooley manages to get the upper hand on Cage. A Double Powerbomb is hit, and he prepares for the pedigree. But no! Cage flips him over. Cooley turns around and receives the Lights Out (Cutter)! But that's not it, as Gonzalez enters the ring. Going for the trademark "steal the win" then. But hang on, Gonzalez is almost struck by the Lights Out! But not quite, instead managing to escape and hitting Cage with a Samoan Driver! Ok, maybe he was going for the sneak victory. This earns him the 1-2-3.

WINNER: "The LA Looker" Alex Gonzalez

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: This is a call from asswhooping, Do you accept the charges? (Credit: BK London/Jonny Spade)

It's another day in the G-Unit locker room. After their impressive win over the Fashion Express last Thursday to guarantee them a spot in the ACW Tag Team Tournament Title Finals, they decide to take the more unorthodox path for training with the Nintendo Wii-fit. A nice two man run is what they need to really help their stamina for their big OE IV match, but little does Jonny Spade know that he is about to recieve a call.

Jonny Spade: This feels great, I can feel the burn already. How you doing over there Gooey? ....Gooey?

Jonny looks over to see Gooey nearly passed out on the Wii-Fit balance board, breathing extremely hard.

Gooey: Oh..*heavy breathing*..so..*heavy breathing*..tired....

Suddenly he hears his cellphone ringing..

Jonny Spade: ...yeah so lets take 5 minutes while I answer my cell ok?

Turning off the Wii-Fit, he makes his way over to his sports bag where he picks up his phone.

Jonny Spade: Hello?

...

Jonny Spade: ...what? are you serious?

...

Jonny Spade: ...yeah, yeah, no...of course. I'll be right over there.

With a sound of urgency in his voice, Jonny drops his phone right in his back before sliinging it over his shoulder. He begins to make his way out the locker room, but not before telling Gooey what's going on.

Jonny Spade: Gooey, my grandma has been in an accident and I need to rush to the hospital as fast as I can. I'll try ot make it back for the match in time.

Gooey can hardly respond, totally out of breath after the exercise, but just raises his hand and gives a thumbs up for acknowledement. Jonny quickly exits the locker room, making his way down the corridors. He finally makes his way to the parking lot where he pulls out his car keys. Opening the door to his car, he throws his bag in the passenger seat and looks to take the wheel - but he's pulled out of the car unexpectedly.

Several fists land on the jaw of Jonny, sending him stumbling back a bit, and now the person throws the former Tag Team Champion into the door of the adjacent car - denting it seriously.

BK London: Russo! Russo! Let's go!

Stephan Russo appears on the seen and grabs Jonny's car keys before heading into the driver's seat. Within seconds, the trunk pops open and BK London clubs Jonny Spade with another heavy fist and tosses him in the trunk.

He slams the hood down and bangs it two times. Moments later, Stephan Russo is racing out the arena with Jonny Spade in the trunk of the vehicle and the crowd begins to boo the former ACW Champion majorly.

BK London is left alone in the parking lot, with a huge smile on his face.

BK London: Canadians...so gullible.

A cheap shot to the Toronto crowd, and BK London walks off camera as the scene fades out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: “Try Again” (Credit: Kudo)

Kudo returns to the front of his locker room with a bottle of green tea, his all day substitute to coffee and alcohol. He takes a sip and turns on the light, but as he does so, Pride, the other half of the International Incident, leaps out from behind the sofa seat. Kudo’s eyes widen in genuine surprise as Pride comes full force at Kudo with kicks which slightly send the shocked Kudo back near the wall, but Kudo's reflexes quickly take over and he executes a defensive Yakuza Knee at the lunging Pride who careens halfway through the doorway.

His head hits the edge of the wall and almost knocks him out as the other half of his body continues outward into the hall. The cameraman in the hallway does his best to avoid the impact and keep a still picture on. Kudo recovers from the moment of shock and takes another sip of his drink. He walks over to Pride and gently kicks the rest of his body out into the hallway. Kudo shakes his head at Pride, who is without any quality of pride at the moment, and gets ready the door in front of him, when a uproar is heard in the distance, notifying Kudo to look out the door.

*PRIDE... IM HERE TO SAVE THE DAY! BLAZZIN!*

*AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!*

Blaze runs at Kudo with a chair, but Kudo simply steps back behind the door and lunges his leg forward with a powerful kick, as the door smashes into Blaze's face and he falls down next to Pride.

-Fade Out-

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: She wears the pants in this relationship (Credit: Red/BK)

Mr. Red is shown wondering the halls of the arena. He is deeply engaged in his thoughts. It is obvious that having to face his wife, one on one, is weighing heavy on his mind. The crowd knows that he doesn't want to do it. Mr. Red doesn't want to cause any harm to his lady.

Mr. Red suddenly stops in his tracks and stares ahead. The camera zooms past him to see BK London standing before him, ready for his handicap match that is on later tonight. The crowd boos as he opens his mouth to speak.

BK London: Well well well, seems the loser is caught in quite the pickle. SOMEONE has to face his wife in a No Disqualification Match, and I'm not talking about in the bedroom.

Red: Kiss my ass, BK. This is your fault. Why did you have to train her?

BK London: Why'd I train her? I tell you, I get no respect or recognitition around here. Get this in your head Mr. Red, I trained her for her own good. You're her husband, strutting around here like you're going to protect her, while for the past few months you could barely protect yourself. She needed to learn to wrestle, and I taught her, because you're just not man enough to keep her away from harm..

Red: I am a 2 time Entertainment Champion-

BK: - And so am I! But the difference between you and me is that I'm great, while you're mediocre. I won two Entertainment Championships and then went on to greater things, while you sit here and attempt to convince yourself you're good because of those brief accomplishments. Until you reach the next level, you've done NOTHING here but waste time. Hell, with your current state, I wouldn't be surpised if she beat you..

Red: She can't beat me.

BK: Is that what you tell yourself? Huh? Is that what you told yourself when she challenged you to the match? Face it, you're too scared to face her. And why? Because I taught her everything she knows...and you can't even beat me. Puh, you loser.

Red: I will not allow her to win, nor will this match be allowed to take place.

BK: Grow up, Red. Take the challenge like a man. You fought Rena before. She is a lady. You fought Dan before. Dude, looks like a lady too.

Red: This time it's different. Neither of them were my wife.

BK: Fine, then be punked out by your wife, don't accept her challenge.

Red: Has Latino accepted your challenge?

BK: This isn't about me. Don't change the subject.

Red: Heh. Good luck. You're gonna need it.

Red walks past BK and makes sure to shoulder bump him as the scene fades out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Conquest of Deceit (Credit: FSX)

Thus the final stop on a tour that has featured such grave circumstance has come to us, and it's perhaps the most fitting end that many could imagine. After all, despite what may have occurred during the month there is little doubt that the energy of the fans and performers alike is on Omega Effect. After all, there is little doubt that the event alone can sway the entire momentum of one's career. With the power alone to launch someone to stardom with a good showing, and rip them to shreds with a a similar poor showing. Regardless of this anything is possible, and anything will happen! Well...assuming that all the performers can successfully survive the night, that is.

With rumors blazing around the locker room, that may just not be the case for everyone here this evening. Though many are allowed to go about their final preparations in peace, Fallen Souls has been hindered more with every single step he has taken in progress to his goal. One would initially imagine that with such little time left until Omega Effect that there was nothing that could stop him from having the match he always dreamed about, but that may not very well be the case.Though things had been going well to the extent that many may have actually believed Fallen had himself a shot at winning a few weeks ago, things have taken a disturbing turn for the worst. Alaska did something that no place had ever been able to do before it, and completely drained the energy of our number one contender. With the unsettling evening he spent in Edmonton added atop of that, there might just be hope for Ginger's even scheme after all...

FSX: I can do this....there isn't a single reason that I shouldn't be able too, right? I mean, it's just one more night to deal with! Anyone would be simply shameful to not manage another night of stress...another night of hard work....though I don't know why I have to deal with it all. I swear, no one else going into an Omega Effect Main Event was given nearly this much grief!

With a look of clear irritation on his face, it seems that Fallen hasn't truly stopped giving thought to what had happened on Meltdown since it occurred, looking quite disheveled from the entire matter as he slowly made his way down the hallway, completely ignoring all those around him as he had another sort of heart to heart talk with himself, trying to piece everything together as if it was a simple puzzle.

FSX: If anything I'd go as far to say that they were all praised! That many found them to be exciting and worthy of the opportunity, and they were given support from all that they asked of it...but if that's the case, why am I not getting that kind of treatment?! Because I didn't actually win at Fallen Heroes? I did my best! I came close!! Isn't that enough?

Sighing softly as he slowed to a stop, he simply shook his head slightly at what he had just said. The answer was so blatantly obvious to begin with, did it really all need to be said? Such insight into his affairs was simply embarrassing...But what could be done? Speaking the question implied he would speak the answer, no matter how shameful he felt because of it. Slowly continuing along down his path once again, he would hang his head in shame all the while.

FSX: No...of course it isn't. They always want more, and they always will want more. No one would be considered worthy at this point, unless Senator himself had decided to enter the Main Event. But that won't happen..probably. Damn it!! This just isn't going to keep bothering me, is it? I can't have a clear mind about any of this because I keep getting reminded of it, and I can't take much more of this!

Grimacing for a moment as he nearly toppled over suddenly, he would quickly pull his hands to his head and simply hold them there, likely overcome with the details of it all and broken by some sort of migraine at this point. The pounding pain seemed to persist for a few moments as Fallen simply stood there, before he would slowly move on toward his locker room, looking up suddenly as a dark blur seemed to pass his gaze...

Cloaked Individual: I see you are suffering from a great amount of stress, my friend. I can't say that I yet understand the reason for this, but I assume it is something of a rather serious nature. I suggest you attempt to calm yourself, however. If you can't manage, you'll find yourself vulnerable to all the evil of this world.

Seeming to calm for a single moment, Fallen would stare over to the cloaked man with a genuine curiosity. Could he just be another figment of his imagination, or had there been another strange twist in occurrence of late...Deciding that he would rather not know either way, Fallen simply gave a smile and slowly walked toward him, intent on passing him for a moment before being brought to a stop by a hand. A bit peeved by the choice of this person to stop him, he would stare to them for a moment...this wasn't over yet?

FSX: Thanks for the advice, random individual. But wait a second, can you truly understand what I've been going through? What I have had to deal with as of late? All of the hate that has been showered upon me, despite the fact I just want the chance that anyone else would of gotten without complaint? Why do I have to be different, huh?! Why do I have to suffer such persecution?

Cloaked Individual: That is nothing in comparison to what our lord and savior has already suffered, and it should be remembered as such. Though you may go through hardship it must be for a good reason, and there is likely a rewarding finish to such a thing...Would you like some aspirin? You look as if you could use it.

Looking away for a moment, Fallen seemed to ponder just what had been said. Maybe there really wasn't anything bad to come of this situation after all. Perhaps someone had finally just seen the desperation in his eyes and decided to come to his rescue. Then again, it would take him a moment to truly interpret what had just been said, and understand just the kind of person that this individual happened to be...

FSX: Well, I do have a bit of a headache...but what's with the religious stuff? I'm not about to pray for answers to my problems, or pray that everything can suddenly become right with my situation. People can have their own beliefs, but it's not for me.

Cloaked Individual: Oh? Well, if your not accepting yourself as a child of god then you must of been disowned by the lord. That is the only answer to someone who has lost his way such as yourself, yet refuses to receive his guidance in such a time of need! Absolutely disgusting!

Such a swing in personality and feeling? Everything was starting to make too much sense to Fallen, and he sighed softly as he took a step away from the man, looking back to him for a moment. Through the cloaked disguise it was quite clear he was simply a zealot in search of attention, and that alone really disappointed him. He didn't like to involve himself with any form of religion, and this was no different.

FSX: Woah! I just said I respected your beliefs! No reason to go crazy on me like that...

Cloaked Individual: Silence! I will not have any sort of conversation with the spawn of Satan, and I take back any tidings of good will I may have offered earlier! I'm not sure just what I was thinking...I knew you had a bad omen, and it was only proven by the whispers of this place that I've heard thus far. Everyone has accepted you as a bastard of this ground, and your considered an absolute disgrace!

Winching at the words, Fallen would shudder a bit as they reminded him of moments of his life that he would really rather leave forgotten, and something about this entire situation was becoming more unsettling then it truly was meant to be. Frowning for a moment as he looked away in disgrace of the man, Fallen almost appeared to have entered a weakened state from the man's words, though there was no explanation of this. It seemed to hold such a power...though he was beginning to struggle against it.

FSX: Wait a second, why are you doing this?! Just because I wouldn't accept your offer of having some kind of omnipotent spirit bring me guidance your mood has changed entirely?! It's not my fault that I grew up in a world without god, but I had a painful upbringing...I'm not about to turn to a spirit I wasn't even aware of until insanity struck, and I don't see why that should be a reason to try to hinder me now! Speak such blatant lies...

Cloaked Individual: Everything that I say is nothing but an honest fact, and it is information I would have kept to myself if you just accepted my offer of good faith. Seeing that isn't the case, damnation is all that awaits you. You will pay for your sins, and you will realize what level a failure you happen to be! Now, if you don't mind...I must return to my work on saving the souls of failing pop stars...

Closing his eyes as he didn't know how to properly deal with a man of such high faith, Fallen would simply nod once as the cloaked individual would leave to the shadows after a moment. Still, it seemed as if something about him was quite strange...the way he suddenly forced his way into Fallen's business, then turned on him at a moments notice... The way that he tried to blame Satan for everything, and had other business to attend too with pop stars....Wait a second, Mel Gibson..? Regardless of who the man was, his effect was quite clear. Fallen had a blank look on his face as he stood there alone in the hallway and pondered all that was said to him. On top of his troubles as they were, this was truly crippling to his confidence...but could he overcome once more?

Fade to black.