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Post by BK London on Jul 10, 2008 15:55:25 GMT -5
Segment: Do What it Takes Credit: Zero / AC Evans [Returning from a commercial break, we are quick to find an irate, sweaty A.C. Evans on a march down the hallway. He breathes heavily, fresh out of his match against Jay Zero. As he desperately hurries through the ACW Arena, the camera begins to swing behind Evans and we can begin to see a figure walking in the distance. Evans walks faster, finally getting to a point where he can shout to the man.] A.C. EVANS:[/color] Zero.. [The man keeps walking. As Evans approaches and gets closer, the man begins to look like Jay Zero. Maybe because it is.] A.C. EVANS:[/color] Zero,,, [Jay turns around to see what's going on.] Zero :: Whaa... Oh! It's you! [/color] A.C. EVANS:[/color] Yes. Quite the quick reaction time. Zero :: Hey Ace! That was pretty impressive for a merchandise vendor! You scared me for a second! [/color] [The smile on Jays face only angers Evans more.] A.C. EVANS:[/color] They call me A.C. Evans. Perhaps you were scared, because you've got a reason to be scared. Perhaps you were frightened because you know that I know every little move that you make. Perhaps, you're hiding something.. Zero :: God. Sorry! [/color] A.C. EVANS:[/color] Sorry doesn't mean a thing in today's society. That's no apology. You think I'm going to forget about how you won tonight? You think that I'm just going to allow you slip past me and take my redemption from me? Zero :: Heh. A wins a win, Ace. [/color] A.C. EVANS:[/color] A win is only a win, if you do not take the cowards route. Obviously, we saw you do such a thing. Zero :: Whoa whoa whoa. Cowards way? Try the smart way! I [/color] A.C. EVANS:[/color] Smart? Your intelligence, or lack thereof, has nothing to do this, Zero. The only reason you defeated me tonight was because you used your under-handed tactics like always and it's a disgrace. Zero :: Look man, if you're just going to keep bitchin' and whining, then take it back to your little stand over there! You got a ton of people dying to buy some Jay Zero t-shirts! [/color] [Evans won't take it anymore. He pushes Jay, making him stumble back. ] Zero :: What the--don't you touch me! [/color] [Jay restrains himself, seeing Chairman Gingerdude walking behind A.C.] A.C. EVANS:[/color] And I refuse to listen? Will you just attack me like others have before? Will you just ambush me from behind because you're afraid of me? That's something you would do, wouldn't you? Zero :: No. [/color] A.C. EVANS:[/color] Oh? What would you do, then? Zero :: Nothing. I know I can kick your ass whenever the hell I want to! I mean hey, I just did! [/color] [Jay looks over to Ginger, who is now also watching the situation.] A.C. EVANS:[/color] I'd like to put that theory to the test, Zero. [Evans charges forward swinging. He punches Zero in the jaw and immediately, Ginger pipes up as several workers pull Jay back and hold A.C. so that they are separated.] GINGER:[/color] Whoa Whoa Whoa! What's going on here?! Zero :: This little punk just sucker punched me! [/color] A.C. EVANS:[/color] Sucker punched? Hardly. You deserved it, it was hardly a sucker punch. Zero :: Yeah just like you deserved to get your ass whupped in the ring against me! [/color] GINGER:[/color] Hey! HEY! That's enough! What the hell is this about? Zero :: He thinks I cheated to win! [/color] A.C. EVANS:[/color] It was blatant that you did. Zero :: I'll say it again! A win is a win! So shut your mouth and deal with it! [/color] A.C. EVANS:[/color] Enough! Look. Evans, if you want to fight Zero so badly here, and -- well, prove that you're the better of the two then how about this? This Monday on Warfare, we'll have a rematch. A.C. Evans taking on Jay Zero! How's that sound? [Evans begins to calm down and stops resisting the workers that are holding him back.] Zero :: Oh that's fine with me Gingy! See I just loooove winning! If Ace here feels like going down to Zero back to back, then that's perfectly alright with me Hahah! [/color] GINGER:[/color] Evans...is that fine with you? A.C. EVANS:[/color] As long as he doesn't pull something like he did earlier -- yes. GINGER:[/color] Good. Now both of you get out of here! [Zero smiles at Evans who also has a slight smile on his face. Zero shakes his head and walks off as the workers begin to let go of Evans.] [Fade Out.]
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Post by BK London on Jul 10, 2008 15:57:28 GMT -5
Number One Can Wait (Credit: Jake and Jake) The ACW Arena has been empty for over two months. But now it is full with people who fled to ACW Island to watch the fallout from Omega Effect. “Second To None” by Styles Of Beyond suddenly and the almost International Champion, Jake Cheng walks out onto the stage. He stops when he gets out in front of everybody and turns back toward the entrance. His theme then turns into “Ginger’s theme” and the Chairman himself accompanies Jake on the stage. The two walk toward the ramp and into the ring to a serenade of boos. Jake moves the middle and top ropes away from each other to allow the ACW Chairman to enter. The Asian Extraordinaire enters the ring behind him and Ginger starts to address the crowd.
[/center][/color] Gingerdude: As you saw two week ago at Omega Effect, my attempt to rid Alpha Championship Wrestling of the vermin known as Stephan Russo was thwarted by BK London. Time to move to plan B. Or should I say plan C. C for Cheng. I tried to bring in a retired veteran in Victor, but I see know that was a bad idea. I still need someone of veteran quality, but someone current. Someone fresh. Someone quality. That somebody is Jake Cheng. The crowd boos loudly. Jake shrugs it off.
[/center][/color] Gingerdude: Now hold on. I know Jake Cheng probbaly isn’t you favorite wrestler, and, judging by his actions, he doesn’t care what you think. But he is the man for this job. He will take BK London and Stephan Russo- Jake: Oh come on Ginger, get to the good part. The real reason people watch this. The wrestling. Gingerdude: Mr. Cheng- Jake: Well, it seems our Chairman is too inept, so I will do his job for him. There is more to this announcement, much more. A special match was signed tonight. At the fifth Seven Deadly Sins pay-per-view, there will be a match. But not just any match, a rematch. On August second, it will be the Chinese Phenom taking on... Everyone in the audience shifts forward in suspence. One guy in the top level falls and the crash echoes throughout the arena.
[/center][/color] Jake: The Maine Douchebag, Danny Mainer! And that is not it. Once again, the International Championship will be on the line. The arena goes nuts at the prospect of another meeting between these two superstars. The drunken fans high five and chit chat about how awesome this match will be as the medical staff arrives to hep the man who fell from his seat.
[/center][/color] Jake: And that’s n- MONEY!
MONEY!
MONEY!
MONEY!
CAKE!
... I need da' cake nigga ... Jake's words are haulted instantly, as he lowers the mic and turns his head to the direction of the ramp. The camera pans over, just as none other than Jake Steele appears on the stage to a chorus of boos, with one hand in his navy blue jean pocket, while the other is lowered, wrapped around a microphone. Steele looks down to the ring, and smirks as he gets ready to speak but stops. He looks at Cheng inside of the ring, and he begins to walk down the ramp, heading straight for the ring. He stops at the apron, and looks at The Asian Extraordinaire, who looks pissed that Steele broke his announcement for god knows what reason. Steele gets on the apron, and steps into the ring, as he looks at Ginger and Cheng, with a heavy smile splattered across his face. He raises the mic to his mouth and speaks.
[/center][/color] Steele: Know what I find funny... Mistah' "Asian Extraordinaire"? That afta' all da' attempts, and gos at Maina'... you lose, and come back again "stronga'" then ever. With yet anotha' excuse... "Oh dis' time is it..." "Dis' time I'll finish it" "Now I got Ginga'nigga behind me". All just a bunch of bullshit! And you know dat' damn well, I beat Freeman at Omega Effect, and I go against Maina' next. So move along wit' ya' ancient Chinese secret, and let me get my moment in the spotlight.Jake: ....what the fuck did you just say? Gingerdude quickly grows tired of the bickering between the Jakes and decides to head it off before it can get any worse..
[/center][/color] Gingerdude: Now hold it! Mr. Steele, yes you may have defeated Freeman at Omega Effect, but I assume you didn't read your contract very well, because it CLEARLY says, and I quote "The winner of said match, will be able to cash in there International Title Shot anywhere between after Seven Deadly Sins and the PPV following that." and incase you're uninformed, as someone as fairly new as you are, that PPV is Heatwave. THEREFORE, the winner of Cheng/Mainer at Seven Deadly Sins will face YOU, Mr. Steele anytime, anywhere, anyplace... as long as it's AFTER Seven Deadly Sins. Cheng stands before both men with probably the largest smile, and show of smug cockiness that could ever be displayed, he walks up to Steele, who looks pissed and he brushes his shoulder off for him in a show of disrespect, which Steele takes it personally and flicks his hand away from him, all while Cheng backs up and smiles, thinking to himself it's the perfect time to add insult to the mental injury.
[/center][/color] Jake: So it looks like Steele... that uh, you're not getting your title shot anytime soon, are you? Sad really, because I would love to kick your ass. Or as you would say “pop a cap.” Steele: Beat me? Last time I recall us goin' at it, in the "Battle of the Jakes", I whooped yo' ass!The crowd gives a mixed reaction, mainly boos as Steele continues on with a slightly more serious tone.
[/center][/color] Steele: And if, only if you beat Maina'... I will whoop yo' ass... again.Jake: That victory was a fluke! A goddamn fluke! You will never, and can never defeat me again! I guaran-damn-tee that! When we face off again... I will still be International Champion, and you will realize that you only beat me once in a lifetime... and you picked the wrong spot to do so. Cheng and Steele quickly go face to face, with tension in the air that could shake the entire ring to collapse. Gingerdude looks on, ready to call security incase a fight breaks out, but his worries are settled as Steele says his final words.
[/center][/color] Steele: Let dis' be known my nigga... afta' Seven Deadly Sins... I'm "cashin'" in my shot... be prepared.Steele drops the mic, to a chorus of boos as he walks out of the ring, while Cheng looks still wanting to go at Steele, but something holding him back. The fans boo both men tremendously as Steele walks off smiling to himself, knowing he accomplished what he came to do. The scene fades with Ginger and Cheng watching Steele walk into the back.
[/center][/color] Fade Out
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Post by BK London on Jul 10, 2008 15:58:04 GMT -5
Title: Redemption Credit: A.C. Evans
The aftershock. Oh, how it stung. What stings more, however? The fact that A.C. Evans was defeated or the fact that A.C. Evans has been ridiculed about it? Was it that he took a horrific spill and was thrown through two tables, or was it that he had to face the fact that he was defeated? Was it the fact that he lost his chance at the Entertainment title? Or was it the fact that always had to live with it? No one really knows except for Evans. We now fade up to the scene of a dark room. Only a slight flicker of light is seen. Only this small light is seen on the entire screen. How appropriate. The slow dripping of water falling against the ground is heard. Drip. Steps are heard walking through this room. Step. The footsteps sound as if they step through water. Drip. Step. Step. Step. Drip. The steps are quite slow. They continue to get louder and continue to walk closer and closer to the camera. Step. Step. Step. Step. Drip. Stop. Speak.
A.C. EVANS:[/color] Redemption..I must seek it.
His voice is soft and it seems as if Evans is hurting, both physically and emotionally. Drip. He pauses and takes a deep breath.
A.C. EVANS:[/color] Allow me to reiterate myself. After..
Evans pauses. Obviously the fact that he lost still eats him up inside. He takes another deep breath. Drip.
A.C. EVANS:[/color] After Omega Effect..it truly was the end. It was the end, because in reality...I stand here a broken man. After June the 28th of the year 2008, I am no longer whole. This man that stands before you is no longer the man he used to be. I blame my lose to Thunder Train on..
Another pause. Drip. He clears his throat and his voice begins to rise a bit now. Drip. Drip.
A.C. EVANS:[/color] I blame my loss on you. You didn't believe in myself. I lost because of your lack of faith. I lost because you didn't want to believe in me. You didn't want me to win the Entertainment title. You didn't want Thunder Train to be shut up. So you deal with his antics. You deal with his arrogance. I attempted to help you, but my actions went unnoticed and all faith was cast aside. The only Faith that exists now is my faith. The only Faith that still exists is the Faith that is arriving in ACW soon. The Prophet..The Faith. He has arrived and he lurks in these places, however you do not know it yet. But now is not the time nor the place.
He pauses. Step. Step. Step. Stop.
A.C. EVANS:[/color] Redemption. It is what is needed for me to come back as a whole. I seek my redemption. Whether it be tonight..whether it be next year..redemption will come. I will not go down unless I find that I have redeemed myself. What once existed, is now meaningless, until I find my redemption. My past, my career, my life..has no meaning unless I find this redemption. From this point on, my cause in life is to find the redemption that I seek. Without what I seek, I am nothing. Without what I seek, you are nothing.
Step. Step. Drip. Drip. Step. Step. Step. Stop.
A.C. EVANS:[/color] Regardless of whom I face next, the redemption will be sought after until the end of time. This is true. Will you believe in me tonight? Will you listen closely and head this warning? For your sake..I hope so.
Step. Step. Step. Step. Step. Drip. Silence. Suddenly, the lights turn on. It's a dingy apartment, the windows of the apartment have been busted and the glass is scattered all over the ground. The tiles from the ground have been torn up and sit in a pile of nothing but dust. Drip. A puddle sits in the middle of the room. Another drop hits the puddle. The puddle isn't water however. It's of some..red substance. Perhaps, blood? Another drip. It drips from the top of the ceiling from a rusted pipe. Drip. The wall has stains all over it. On the wall..something is seen..Something has been written and it appears to be in blood. As we get closer we see.....
Suddenly the camera feed is lost and the scene cuts to static..
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Post by BK London on Jul 10, 2008 15:59:05 GMT -5
“Disco Bloodbath” Credit: Thunder Train, Thunderkiss [Alone he sits on the floor of his once pristine locker room. The elegant “AJ” that rests upon the floor in the locker room’s foyer has been ripped asunder by TK’s blade. The walls have been kicked in and any reminders of his not to distant past have been totaled. While his neighbors in the Senatorial Stable locker room have been concerned over the amount of racket they have been hearing, they dare not try to satisfy their curiosities and have been told by the Senator to simply stay away. Not that it matters, though, for outside standing guard is the only man whom TK has kept within his inner circle, Thunder Train. He has been given specific orders not to let anyone in and understands the dire consequences if he fails to do so. Thunderkiss is not a man who you want to let down.] I HATE MYSELF FOR WHAT I’VE BECOME [Knife. Wrist. Knife. Wrist. Knife. Wrist. Knife. Wrist. Knife. The words repeat over and over in his mind as his eyes become fixated upon the gleaming blade that rests in his hands.] Azurain Shadows: Get your sorry ass up. [His heart almost jumps out of his chest as his solitude has been intruded upon by an uninvited guest. Eyes upward, he spots a sully older man cloaked in a drab trench coat and fedora. He has no clue how this “fan” slipped past Train and he doesn’t care. All he knows is an annoyance is afoot and he wants to get rid of it.] Thunderkiss: Who the fuck are you? Azurain: Your new best friend. Thunderkiss: Get the fuck out of here before we snap your spine in two. Azurain: Now is that a way to greet a stranger? You should be ashamed of yourself. Thunderkiss: Are you fucking deaf? WE SAID LEAVE! [His blood pressure rises. His fists clench with anger. His eyes sway wildly at the annoyance. Deep inside the demon festers and with it comes hell bound motivation. Now with a purpose, TK leaps to his feet and places himself within a fighters stance.] Azurain: I wouldn’t do that if I were you. [Thunderkiss doesn’t heed the man’s advice and charges. Shoulder down like a rampaging bull, TK goes to impale him with his “horns” but quickly finds himself sailing through the wall as he has virtually “floated” straight through the stranger.] ~!~WHAM~!~ Thunderkiss: The fuck?! Azurain: Well, at least I got you up off the floor. Heh. [The louder than normal commotion rattles Thunder Train’s ears. His concern takes him by the hand and charges into the locker room.] Thunder Train: Uhhh, boss, are you alright? Thunderkiss *pointing*: Does it look like we’re alright?! Get him! Train: Get who?! Thunderkiss *screaming*: THAT GUY IN THE TRENCH COAT STANDING NEXT TO YOU, IDIOT!!!! [Bewildered, Train looks right, then left and then right again.] Train: TK, nobody is there! Azurain *laughing*: Man, you should see your confused mug from here, pal. This is the best thing that has happened to me in eons. Thunderkiss: DO NOT MOCK US! Train: I didn’t even say anything! Thunderkiss: NOT YOU! HIM! [Thunderkiss kips himself up and lunges forth with a wicked right hand. Once again he finds nothing solid about the image in front of him and his fist impales itself into the wall behind.] ~!~CRUNCH~!~ Thunderkiss: Arrrrrrrghh! Train: OH DAYUMN. Azurain: Wow, you ARE thick. [Certain that what rests in front of him is a spirit, TK takes a few steps back as he nurses his hand.] Azurain: Well, I can see I’m dealing with an extremely irrational dolt at the moment. I’ll be back when you feel like talking, and trust me buddy, you soon will. Thunderkiss: Who are you? Azurain: Someone who understands exactly what you’re going through. [Azurain dissipates into a fine mist confirming TK’s suspicions. Truly without words, TK stares into the void in front of him searching for answers; he finds none. Just like everyone else, the Train has questioned his sanity over the last few weeks and this certainly isn’t helping matters.] Thunder Train: Do you want to talk about this? [Another mystery is at foot. How did TK see the man but the Train did not? His eyes did not lie to him. He KNOWS what he saw. He KNOWS what he heard. Not wishing to entertain Train’s confused stare, Thunderkiss sends him away.] Thunderkiss: Leave. Train: Well .... okay. [FADE]
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Post by BK London on Jul 10, 2008 15:59:52 GMT -5
Segment: Turning down a Beer? Credit: Wayde Russeller & Jake Steele
The camera is out in the parking lot where there is country music blasting, people dancing, and beer flowing. A true Southern Homecoming. However as everyone has a blast, one man stands off by himself manning the grill. Although he does a hell of a job with the food, he should be off enjoying the party because after all, it is for him. Wayde Russeller is happy knowing everyone is having a good time but he stands there with a lot on his mind. It felt so good to return at Omega Effect, to be here tonight, and to wrestle again; but the thought of the way his return match played out haunted him. It should have been a glorious moment for him. He connects with his new finisher and gets the win on his first night back. And knowing that he would have had his dream if it wasnt for Chris Cooley makes it that much harder to digest. Why was he out there? What did he have against Wayde? Should he g......
Annabella: Hey Wayde! Why aren't you out there on YOUR dance floor!?!?
Wayde looks up at the beautiful woman he has been dating for some time now. It was great to have her here as his manager/deputy.
Wayde: I'm just grilling and thinking about stuff. Tonight wasn't how I planned ya know?
Annabella: Yea baby I do, but you can't think about that. Next week we will figure out what is up with that Chris Cooley guy and settle this. But until then you will have a good time!!
She pulls him away from the grill and onto the dance floor. As he dances to Cotton Eye Joe, he realizes she is right. He is just starting to really enjoy himself when the country music stops short and rap music starts blaring on the radio. Everyone turns around confused and Jake Steele is sitting by the radio. He is wearing his usual. Black Shades with a gold/silver trim. Baggy blue jean jacket with zippers through the fabric. Underneath is a black T-shirt which has a white "Jake Steele" design. Semi-Tight navy jeans, and black Reeboks. Jake has a smug look on his face as Wayde approaches him.
Steele: Playa, playa, playa. This is a tight party, but ya'll missing some flash. I can add dat for ya.
Wayde: Steele, everyone is having a good time, is there anything I can do to make sure it stays that way.
Steele: Yea, you can listen and listen good. You fucked wit my boy Silencio before and I ain't havin none of that. So watch ya step and stay out of our buisness you feel me?
Wayde: Yea, I feel you home boy. So why don't you grab a beer and have a good time like everyone else.
Steele: I will, but i notice and you da man throwin da party and you have no beer...
Wayde: I quit drinking.
Jake: Aight I feel you but how bout dis. I give you a hundred bucks. You drink a beer.
Wayde looks at Steele who is now holding the money. He thinks it over and shrugs. He goes off camera to grab the beer as Jake laughs. Wayde returns with two beers and gives one to Jake. They do a little toast and Jake opens his beer. Wayde points his right in Jakes face and cracks the shaken beer open and spraying beer all over Steele's face. Steele is furious and goes to jump at Wayde but the whole party steps forward in his defense Jake looks around and much like Silencio, decides he will wait for another day.
Jake: Ya know playa, you won't always have someone there for you. So watch ya back playa.
With that he walks off and the country music is back on. Everyone starts having a blast again and Wayde is now in a much better mood. What else will this night hold.
Fade out
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Post by BK London on Jul 10, 2008 16:00:31 GMT -5
Segment: Endless Innning (Credit: Red, Senator)
As the show returns from the break, Senator Steve Phillips is seen walking down the hallways of the ACW Arena, holding a fresh copy of the Wall Street Journal in his hands as he goes along, with the sports page prominently in front. A small chuckle escapes from the politician’s mouth, right before he bumps into an unknown individual. Lowering the paper, Phillips, and the audience notice none other than Mr. Red…
The Senator: Fancy meeting you here right now…nice game, there.
Mr. Red: What did you say?
Senator: Well, it is rather a shame you shall not be seeing your namesake team in the World Series…
Red: You trying to make me mad, because if you are, it’s working.
Senator: My apologies if my gentle jests set you off, I merely…
Red: Just like you dirty crook politicians to make fun of the people who aren’t in such a great position! You want to make fun of the Reds, well, look at your pathetic Cubs! They haven’t won a Series in how long? A hundred years? The Reds have won 5 since then.
Senator: Perhaps not for a while, but it is the mark of a loyal fan…
Red: You wouldn’t know loyalty if it hit you in the face! Cubs fans are stupid, they find every excuse in the book to explain why they cheer on a bunch of losers, probably because they themselves are losers! I mean come on, a damn goat? That's just sad.
Senator: Very well, then, if you would be kind enough to let me pass…
Red: I’m not done yet! You knew you’d be asking for it when you insulted the Reds to my face! I have half a mind to punch you out for that, you know! You didn’t just heap disgrace on my team, you, deliberately, you meant to insult my honor, too, ‘cause when you insult my team, you insult me. And I don’t take insults lightly.
Senator: Fine, I apolgize for my comments. Is that enough? Now let me through, before I lose time, valuable time that I can not waste standing around here, jawing around with someone who has more than enough time to waste.
Red: I’ll punish you, you hear me?
Senator: Is there something in the ACW water that turns half this roster into frothing lunatics? Step aside, or I shall brush you aside like a little Cincinnati flea. That is your last warning.
Red: I’m not taking this…
Red throws a punch, which the Senator barely deflects. Red, his eyes wide as saucer pans, throws a flurry of strikes, pinning Phillips against the wall, only able to block and cover from the raining assault of fists and feet. Before long, however, the Capitalists, leading a horde of security guards, rush over, and break things up, keeping the two wrestlers from expending their energy and blood outside of the squared circle.
Red: This ain’t over, not by a long shot! I’ll crush you, just like my Reds are going to run your pathetic Cubs over on their way to the Series! You’re going down!
Fade Out
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Post by BK London on Jul 10, 2008 16:02:12 GMT -5
Match 3: Kudo Yasuda vs. Scott Andrews (Credit: Jake Steele)
Phillip Jones: This next match is scheduled for one fall!!! Introducing first… from Tampa Bay, Florida, weighing at 233 lbs… he is The Scarlet Assassin… Scott Andrews!!
The lights go out over the entire arena.
“Anasasis/Xenophontis” begins to play across the audio system. Scott Andrews walks out to a roar of cheers from the fans. He strolls onto the entrance ramp with a look of intensity on his face and raises his arm as Philip mentions his name. As he continues walking just past the main part of the ramp he stops and performs a Goldberg-esque ramp taunt, throwing air punches and kicks while white and red pyros boom behind until his flurry of shadow strikes end. Scott keeps walking until he reaches the apron. He slides in under the bottom rope and immediately gets to his feet. Climbing the turnbuckle, he looks into the audience and raises one arm rapidly whilst yelling inaudible, yet obviously 'psyche up' comments. He jumps down and punches the air a few times before taking off his jacket and waiting for his opponent.
Phillip Jones: And his opponent, from 194 lbs… he is Mr. KO… Kudo Yasuda!!!
The arena lights dim and then suddenly flash periodically with the opening guitar riffs of “Poison” until the lights slowly come back fully on. Kudo Yasuda is seen at the top, and begins walking down the aisle, he makes his way into the ring and he stares down his former rival as the bell tolls.
*ding, ding*
MATCH START-OFF Kudo and Scott stand in the ring, watching each other from across the ring as memories start to re-occur, they both reminisce of their past encounter before it breaks off and they meet in the ring, the violence doesn’t wait though as Scott begins to punch Kudo who after about of three of them, ducks one and comes back with kicks to the side, Scott starts to stumble back before catching one of Kudo’s kicks, and going for a elbow smash, but Kudo instinctively jumps in the air, and kicks Scott straight in the head with a enzuiguri. He falls down to the mat as Kudo runs to the ropes and quickly slides himself down onto the mat with a baseball kick, but Scott rolls out of the way, and hit’s a quick drop the back of Kudo. The crowd is in a roar as the two men know each other so well, putting on a show for ACW. Kudo returns to his feet, as Andrews and him stare down once again, they go for a test of strength, which results in Kudo getting the upper hand and hitting a DDT!
MATCH MID-POINT Kudo has Andrews on the mat with a elbow tie-up, as he squeezes Scott’s arm behind his back. Scott breaks through and starts to elbow Kudo in the face, as he lets go of the hold. Kudo backs as Scott gets to his feet and rushes Kudo with a German Suplex Pin. 1... 2... Kickout! Kudo kips up and meets head on with Andrews as he goes for a dropkick, but Andrews grabs his leg and on the mat, applies a very technical single legged crab. Kudo lays in pain, as he could tap at any second but he won’t let anything get to him, his pride is too strong for that. Scott pulls back, trying to put more pressure on, when Kudo lays to the floor, no longer trying anymore. After 2 tries of the arm, Kudo starts to rise, but falls back down as Andrews locks in the pressure.
MATCH ENDING Kudo broke free of the single legged crab, and the two seemed to be back on track of a even match. Kudo catches Andrews from behind with a school boy, 1... 2... Kickout! Close call. Kudo quickly hit’s a Bulldog on Andrews and waits for him to rise up… he pats his knee as everybody knows what coming when…
MONEY
MONEY
MONEY
MONEY
CAKE!
Kudo turns around as Steele’s music plays but no signs of him AT ALL. He turns back around and… THE HEADSHOT! 1... 2... 3!
Phillip Jones: And your winner… Scott Andrews!!!
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Post by BK London on Jul 10, 2008 16:02:31 GMT -5
Segment: This is a man's world (Credit: BK London)
Eddie Edison: We've had one hell of a night thus far, we saw the fantastic contest by Kudo Yasuda and Scott Andrews just moments ago, and we still have the six man tag team match and the main event featuring BK London coming up.
Max McNally: Speaking of BK London, we have ACW female correspondant Charlotte King standing by with the former ACW Heavyweight Champion.
The scene cuts away from the lead ACW announcing team to Charlotte King in the back, who continues to look as ravishing as ever. The shot then pulls out, and BK London is shown beside her to quite the amount of heat from the crowd. He has his arms folded while staring at Charlotte King, awaiting the first question.
Charlotte King: Thanks guys, I'm standing here with the man - who tonight, has challenged Alicia Laureano to a match this evening. I'm sure the people, and myself included, want ot know - why did you challenge Alicia Laureano knowing full well that she may be expecting in a few months?
BK London: Why would I challenge her, huh? You know, Russo made a point in an interview on ACW.com about Alicia Laureano taking a cheap shot at him, but for me, it goes so much deeper than that...
Charlotte King: Well, how so?
BK London: How so? Because she represents each and every female of ACW's past who humiliated me at one time or another. She alone, represents the women of ACW - Rena Matheson, Yoko Satoshi, Sarin, Jade, & White Rose - who BEAT ME over the course of my ACW tenure. I've been cheated out of championships, I've had a tampon shoved down my mouth, I've had my life nearly taken away from me - and all because of these stupid sluts like YOU who roam around the ACW arena, Charlotte.
Massive heat comes from the crowd, and as Charlotte sees that BK London is getting a bit vocal, she takes a step backs. However, BK London takes one step forward and continues to stare into her eyes.
BK London: You women think that you're breaking new ground by stepping into the ring and wrestling men. You women think that you're above average by breaking into a MAN's sport. Well I think James Brown said it best, this is a man's world!
Charlotte King continues to step back, with BK London advancing towards her at any moment - but they come up against a wall. The Cambridge native from the United Kingdom looks a bit scared for her well being right now, as she should be.
BK London: For four years in ACW, I have had to team with or fight against these women in ACW, and each time I've been embarassed one way or another. That ends TONIGHT! When I defeat arguably "the best" woman to step into ACW..that is, if she decided to accept my challenge. And if she does? Well let's just say, Victor better get that coat hanger ready...
BK London snickers to himself a bit before walking off camera. Charlotte's chest is heaving, as she held her breath during those few scary minutes she stood face to face with BK London. It's a moment she hopes never to relieve again, but she feels even worse for Alicia tonight..
Fade Out.
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Post by BK London on Jul 10, 2008 16:03:16 GMT -5
Segment: An Unlikely Proposal
(Credit: Scott/Steele)
After a hard fought battle with Kudo, a former rival of the Scarlet Assassin, Scott heads back to his locker room with Jessie to settle down and cool off. He begins un-wrapping his wrist tape and takes swigs from his water bottle as he goes. Jessie takes the unbound tape and tosses it in the nearest receptacle as they pass by Jake Steele who is looking very suave in some fancy threads. Scott pays him no attention as the couple reach their locker room door, until he calls out.
Steele: Ayo! Scott!
Scott sighs and turns around slowly.
Steele: Come here for a secon’ man, I wanna talk to ya’.
Scott looks over to Jessie:
Scott:[/b] You go on in, I’ll see what this joke wants.
Jessie: Ok.
Scott chucks the rest of his tape in the bin and approaches Mr. Steele with caution.
Scott: What do you want, Steele? Can’t you see I’m with my lady?
Steele: Chill my nigga, I ain't tryin' to harm you. Besides is that any way to talk to somebody who wanna chill wit' you tonight?
Scott: What the hell are you talking about?
Steele: You beat Yasuda tonight man! Ya'll had dat' crazy feud back in da' day, I seen it on VHS, nigga. You niggas had blood on yo hands and shit. But tonight, you won, so I wanted to take you out for a few drinks to celebrate.
Scott: Why?
Steele: Ever da' defensive, Scott. I got money to buy us a whole round of drinks and den' some man. Reason I wanna party with you is that I seen tapes. Ya' know. NBK doin' ya' thing, nigga. You an animal, man. Ain't nobody else up in dis' bitch comin' close to dat', for real.
Scott: Well...it’s weird, but I guess I haven’t been out in a while, and I do deserve a celebration. What the hell; let’s do it.
Jake smiles.
Steele: Good... I got a place I helped build for one of my niggas just down the block. I'll meet ya' at da' carpark around nine... aight?
Scott: Ok, I’ll see you then.
Jake walks off and Scott makes his way back to his locker room where Jessie is stretched out on the couch reading a magazine.
Jessie: I just got a call from my agent. I’m going to be shooting in Paris next week.
Scott: But you only just started modelling...
Jessie: They must really like me? Point is, I’m flying out next week and I’ll be gone for a few weeks, maybe less, depending on if we get all the shots done on time.
Scott: Well that’s good news, hun. Congratulations...Weird thing just happened...Jake Steele just asked me if I wanted to go out for drinks with him tonight...
Jessie: That is weird.
Scott: He’s paying so why not I guess. You wanna come?
Jessie: No, I better not, I have to get my beauty sleep.
She kisses Scott’s forehead.
Scott: Ok, well I better get ready then.
Scott heads towards the changing room to dress up for tonight’s escapade with an unlikely drinking buddy.
Fade Out.
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Post by BK London on Jul 10, 2008 16:06:54 GMT -5
What about Mr. Red? (credit: Red)
Mr. Red is shown walking down an alley just outside the arena. He is lost deep in thought. He hasn't spoken to his wife since before Omega Effect. He has forced the chairman to book a series of matches for Mrs. Red.
Mr. Red was still very irate over losing to his wife that he booked her in matches against those that would love to see her suffer. She would face Gabriel Peters on Warfare, Bo Diaz on Meltdown, and then a handicapped match on the following Warfare.
He wants her to feel the pain that a wrestler goes thru. She won her in ring debut while Mr. Red fell to defeat. Mr. Red suffered loss after loss at the start of his career but his wife was already 1-0.
Up ahead, he sees a group of people standing and chatting away before him. He recognizes them as Jake Steele and Scott Andrews. Mr. Red approaches the duo.
Mr. Red: Hey, guys. How's it going?
Jake and Scott both acknowledge the presence of Mr. Red and continue with their conversation.
Mr. Red: Are you guys about to go get some drinks? Mind if I join you?
Both men glance at Red and then make their way into the bar, leaving Mr. Red standing alone outside.
Mr. Red starts after them.
Mr. Red: Hey, what about Red?
Mr. Red stares after them. He begins to wonder why they ignored him. Those two seemed like good friends. Mr. Red walks into the bar to search for his fellow ACW colleagues as the scene fades out.
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Post by BK London on Jul 10, 2008 16:07:57 GMT -5
Sayonara! Danny Mainer The scene shows the backstage corridors of ACW and they’re fairly calm as technician guys bustle about with paperwork and other business to do with Alpha Championship, all is smooth and calm but suddenly sprinting down the corridor in a black Burtons t-shirt, blue jeans and trainers is James Murphy running at a hurried pace as if he’d seen a ghost but without the shocked expression. A bead of sweat runs down his forehead as he evades the raven-haired monster that pursues right after him. Ross Lambert sprints into view of the camera with a big metal mask on his face, clearly a result of the broken nose doled out by James at the Omega Effect showdown. James weaves between the workers expertly dodging them while although they hinder him and slow him down, Ross shoves them out the way. He’s absolutely livid and you can tell as men and women fly into the brick walls of the corridor with brutal impact force. There’s about 6 metres between Ross and James which slowly gains in pace as James opts to dodge the people while Ross chooses to shove them. James slowly begins to gain a further lead over his bigger assailant, a reversal of roles from their collision in Australia. James: Come on Ross, you used to be in the military for crying out loud!This monstrously infuriates Ross and his speed picks up. He starts to catch up at a frightening pace and James kicks up the speed to match that as they head towards a corner. James grabs onto the sharp corner and flings his weight around with one hand and Ross skids to a halt, turns and sprints after James. Ross: I’LL CATCH YOU, YOU WHOOOOOOORE!James and Ross on this next corridor start to come towards a left turn towards the straight alley. The left tunnel takes the person to locker-rooms while the door ahead takes straight to the car park. James opts for the safety of his Lexus and sprints in that direction completely ignoring the left turn. He passes it as Ross picks up the speed seeing exactly through his plans. Ross starts to head up to the turn when something props out of the turn… BAM! A chair is held out from the left turning with two hands and Ross sprints straight into it hitting the deck like a tonne of bricks. He falls onto his back turning 180 during his descent so he lands right on his face. Immediately following up on that is Bruce and Tyrone walking out to secure Lambert, the loyal bodyguards of Chairman Gingerdude followed by The Chairman himself. Gingerdude: Bah it’s about time you got what’s coming to you!Ross is in a barely conscious state as this is going on. All he can feel is his arms being dragged upwards so he can face the fire-head Chairman. Gingerdude: Listen Ross, I dunno if you can hear me right now but you’d better listen good sonny, you hear me?!Ross’s head droops as he’s dragged up to his knees with Bruce and Tyrone, who are both about Lambert’s size taking an arm each. Bruce on the right arm grabs a handful of Ross’s hair yanking his head back so he can look up at The Chairman. Gingerdude: Listen Mr. Lambert, you’ve been under our employ for some year and a half now and I am DISGUSTED with your output! Since you signed up you’ve done nothing but lose, complain and then lose again! James Murphy broke your nose and YOU can’t compete with a broken nose, when you haven’t been failing to get it done in the ring you’ve been lounging off in your own little fantasy world doing God knows what, and if the rumours I hear about you are true Ross then I’m SO glad I’m doing this.Ross can barely see right now, but the words are registering in his mind and his blood starts to run cold, he knows what’s coming next. Ross: FUCK YOU! You… y-… you PIG!Gingerdude doles out a vicious backhand slap right to Ross’s face, one of the more bold moves made by The Chairman but one that does not receive retaliation. Knowing full well that Gingerdude holds all the cards here, he resists the urge to try and put his head through a wall. Instead he starts to dish out a shivery rant all while sounding like he’s about to be sick. Ross: Le-le-let me TELL you… a STORY. Mr. G-G-G-GinGERDUDE. I… I MADE Alpha CW wha-… wha---… what it is today! I AM EVERYTHING you envisioned… I am loud… pr-pr-pr-pr-prOVOCATIVE! I am… enter-t-t-TAINING! And I am… I am… ROSS. FUCKING LAMBERT. I wudda… I wudda beat that English kid at Omega Effect… but I WAS SC-SCREWED!!! You hear me…?!? SCREEEEEWWWEEEEEEEEDDD!!!!Gingerdude: The only thing that got screwed at Omega Effect was me thinking that YOU could go some place in this industry! Fortunately, James managed to excel well enough in that match to make you not look like a complete loser! I’ve had it with your excuses, I’ve had it with your lies and I’m fed up of hearing this bullshit story from news sites that you’re a wanted war criminal fleeing the FBI! If I wanted to hire Richard Chase, I wudda’ done so when he was alive!!! YOU, Ross, make me sick. BRUCE. TYRONE. Get rid of this lunatic, ROSS LAMBERT...
YOU’RE SACKED. [/center] Bruce and Tyrone start to drag Ross off towards the car-park as Gingerdude dusts himself off. He walks off feeling as if a burden has been lifted from his shoulders as the groggy figure of Ross Lambert is dragged towards a van where he will no doubt be dumped into the woods somewhere signalling the end of Ross Lambert in ACW. Of course it won’t have much impact as he really was just a job-whore but surely someone will miss him… right? RIIIIIGHT?! The point is, this segment is over and so is Ross’s ACW career. FADE
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Post by BK London on Jul 10, 2008 16:08:57 GMT -5
Segment: Living Up to The Hype (Credit: Train) Earlier Today..... OH MAN! WTF THIS IS STILL HAPPENING? That's right everyone, Train has been in secrecy making his album this past month. Let's join him in the middle of recording another hit for his album. You moochers aren't going to get to hear what it is, but there is a deeper story behind this. Train finishes recording and Douglass enters.Douglass: GREAT! Man, this is going to be a major hit! I CAN FEEEEEEEL IT! Why don't you go get something to eat while I go over the track with Cain. Train: ALRIGHT! OM NOM NOM HERE I COME!!!Train goes running, or as close to running as he can get. Douglass smiles and waves at Train then enters the room next to it with Cain inside. He kicks open the door and takes off his suit jacket. He throws it against a chair and pulls a flask from his pocket and takes a big sip of it. Cain: Why are we doing this again? You know he can't sing.... Douglass: DON'T QUESTION ME! I have a plan for this. Make sure you edit the track so that its absolutely perfect. Cain: Gotcha. But I don't know how you can stand him. He's always eating. Douglass: The only thing keeping me alive is knowing how much money we are going to make off this thing. Man, I got us a spot on MTV and I got us a promo deal with Youtube. This is all going smoothly. Cain: Too bad Viacom is suing Youtube and taking off any videos involving them. Good thing you didn't give MTV the song first. Haha... Douglass: Fuck..... Cain:........ Douglass: Regardless. I am hyping up this Thunder Train guy so much people will HAVE to love him. And after this CD, a TV deal, a movie a cereal brand. Thunder Train books, Thunder Train Train set. EVERYTHING will become Thunder Train. Cain: Can you please explain your plan to me... Douglass: Oh my friend, my plan is VERY simple. You see these past couple of years we have suffered a loss of money here. It seems that nobody cares about real talent. Look at Soulja Boy. Everybody listened to that song last summer. Soulja Boy this and Soulja Boy that. But after a while Soulja Boy faded out and nobody cared about him. Now, let's look at Hannah Montana. She is being pushed down everyone's throats because of Disney, no matter what. So one night I thought to myself, "If we can combine the one hit wonder-ness of Soulja Boy with the pushing of Hannah Montana....we could have the Anti-Christ of music" Thunder Train can be that Anti-Christ. And from the looks of it we can promote this on the wrestling fan base, Internet, whatever we can get our hands on. I WANT TO RETIRE A WEALTHY MAN CAIN. A VERY. WEALTHY. MAN. Cain: You're fucked up. You need help. Maybe you should stop drinking. Douglass: Dammit! I don't have to listen to you. NOW MAKE THAT TRACK A HIT! *Drinks from flask* Cain: *Sigh* Yessir. Just then Thunder Train walks in with a cupcake in his hand. Douglass quickly hides the flask and puts on a fake smile for Thunder Train.Thunder Train *Muffled*: You're outta cupcakes. OM NOM NOM NOM!!! *Absorbs cupcake*Douglass: Hey Train. Me and Cain were talking and we have decided a release date for your CD. How about Seven Deadly Sins? It would be a great time to release it to the general public. I also have several ways to promote it. You are going to be all over TV this month so get ready. Cain: Yeah, this going to be a big hint *Chuckle* Thunder Train: Alright guys. Well, lets get back to work!Douglass: Well said! Cain, next song on the list. Cain: Whatever.... Train exits the room and enters the recording area. A backround beat begins to play and Train starts singing, unknowing that he is being used. How will Train's CD fair? The general public will be the judge!
Fade....
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Post by BK London on Jul 10, 2008 16:09:42 GMT -5
Match 4: WhiteSnake N Noodles vs. Danny Mainer, The Senator, and FSX (Credit: Mainer) MATCH BEGINNING: Danny Mainer took it upon himself to play “Sacrifice”, with Senator’s leg still not having 100% recovered and FSX being world champ he felt that he wanted to start the show off stating to Senator “Save your leg.” and he was greeted with Dan White, the first potential Battle of the Dans begins and they clash in the centre of the ring. A technical battle ensued with Dan White using his size advantage starting off with a kick to the stomach followed by a Face-Down DDT. Mainer got dropped to the mat and White started to stamp the stomach repeatedly. White picks up Mainer and hits a snap Scoop Slam dropping him to the mat followed by more stamping shots. White then decided the best option would be to isolate Mainer but before he can drag Mainer to the corner Mainer hits a quick kick to the face of White. Mainer then secures and hits a release German Suplex. Mainer then decided between playing Survivor or tagging in a partner. He immediately tagged in Fallen Souls and he got a thunderous pop from the crowd. MATCH MID-SECTION: Fallen storms in to be greeted by a tag Crossbody from Jake Cheng. Cheng crashed into him with full force and got a 2-count but no more. Jake then took advantage dishing out his trademark kicks that make him famous. Snapmare and Spine Kicks aplenty as well as a brutal Soccer Kick that got a narrow 2 count. Jake then looked to hit The Guillotine but FSX converted into a Wrist Lock into a straight boot to the gut followed then by a Soul Digger earning a VERY close 2-count but Jake managed to escape before the three. Senator on the outside was trying to rally up fan support while Dan recovered and Rattlesnake started to build up a game-plan. FSX hit a Rainbow S-T-O that knocked most of the wind out of Cheng and FSX decided to tag in Senator. Senator came in and started to mix it up a little while Cheng used the distraction to tag in Rattlesnake. Rattlesnake immediately went to cut down Senator with a Jab Combo but Cranky Injured Senator starts to dish out Knife-Edge Chops, a shin kick and a Shining Capitol that cut Rattle down to size. MATCH END: The end came as Rattlesnake triumphantly put down Senator with a Power Slam, despite Senator’s blazing offence he managed to cut off his momentum with Poisonous Venom. He then hoisted him up on the shoulders and went for The Snakebite but Senator with an elbow strike then fell into a Dragon Sleeper. Snake struggled to escape and probably could’ve easily but a knee is thrown straight up into his spine. Rattlesnake crumples to the mat and Senator goes to tag in Fallen Souls, Rattlesnake tags in Dan White and all it goes up in the air from then on. X runs right into The Millionaire’s Waltz and X can feel his neck being snapped. Dan drags X into the corner and tags in Jake and they perform a scoop slam to the knee (Dan to Jake). Jake drags the semi-conscious X to the centre of the ring and attempts a Second Heartbeat but X ducks, vaults up and hits a kick to the stomach, Silence Scissor Kick sends Cheng face-first to the mat. X grabs Cheng and hoists him up off his feet before delivering a spine-splintering SOUL TRANSFER. 1. 2. 3. That was the end of that chapter. WINNER: FSX, Senator and Mainer [/b]
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Post by BK London on Jul 10, 2008 16:10:34 GMT -5
Segment: Blackjack, Beatdowns, Bed Pans (Credit: BK London)
Returning from the interview earlier in the evening, BK London makes his way into his locker room - where strangely enough, Stepahn Russo isn't there to meet him. Actually, the agent of BK London hasn't been seen all night. But unbeknownst to the fans, we're about to get an answer as to where the former GF WWE owner is.
Still in his wrestling gear for his big "match" against Alicia Laureano tonight, BK London drops himself down on the couch in the middle of his locker room. He then reaches over to the gym bag next to him and digs around, obviously looking for something. Within seconds, he pulls out his Samsung Blackjack II - giving Samsung it's cheap plug of the evening.
A beeps and boops later, BK London sets the mode to 'Speakerphone' and now the ringing of phone on the other end can be heard throughout the arena. Suddenly, a very familiar voice can be heard on the other end.
??: Hello?
BK London: Russo, how are you doing?
Stephan Russo: BK London, I was anticipating your call. I'm doing quite well since the little incident at Omega Effect IV. I'm still a little banged up, but I'll be sure to be back in the building come Monday Night Warfare.
BK London: Excellent.
Stephan Russo: Speaking of Omega Effect IV, you still have the note I told you that needed to be hand delivered to Ginger?
BK London: Yes, and I'm telling you Russo, this note is going to blow his mind. He'll never see it coming, I swear.
Stephan Russo: I'll finally get my revenge on that son of a bitch - but I know you must be excited about your "match" tonight.
BK London: You know it. It's going to be the easiest win since...since, since I beat Victor Laureano at Omega Effect!
This gets quite the heat from the crowd, but BK London and Stephan Russo are just laughing it up.
Stephan Russo: You always had the best sense of humor. But anyway, the nurse is coming back with my dinner - so I'll have to talk to you later.
BK London: Wait wait wait, when am I supposed to meet this new guy?
Stephan Russo: Oh right, you'll bump into him tonight. Don't you worry, I made sure of it. Goodbye!
And just like that, Russo hangs up on BK London. Leaving the question of who's the new person to join their little crusade against ACW.
Fade Out.
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Post by BK London on Jul 10, 2008 16:11:36 GMT -5
Segment: This Town Ain’t Big Enough for the 2 of Us Credit: Wayde Russeller and Chris Cooley
The night is hot with action and it just wont cool off! The fans think they’ll get to rest there throats when they hear an in ring interview is next but little do they know the get NO breaks from exctitement here in ACW. Just as they are planning to take their bathroom breaks the lights go out. And everyone turns to see what going on. Some guys are regretting that big cup of beer right now. One can no longer take it and he runs to the bathroom. To bad for him. Strobe lights start flashing on the stage as Cowboy from Hell starts to blast on the loud speaker. They are still curious and quite trying to figure out who it is. It feels like forever but Wayde Russeller and Annabella appear on stage on their horse!
The horse they are riding stays still for a minute while people soack in the image of Wayde Russeller sitting on the stage with his hat tipped down and little over his eyes and smirk on his face. Annabella is in a sexy deputy uniform with both arms around Waydes waste and a smile on her face. The horse then rears up and gallops down to the ring. They do a lap around the ring and Annabella gives out high fives while they ride. They stop right by the steps to the ring and Wayde jumps off to the side apron. He stands there for minute in the strobe light while the fans go crazy. Annabella then stands on the top of the horse and while wide stands there she senusually crawls through his legs. Wayde then swings him self into the ring and the lights are back on. He is handed a mic and the two stand in the middle of the ring.
Wayde: I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of hearing you guys! Well what can I say? Only one thing comes to mind. I’m BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACCCKKKK! And the return of Wayde “The Law” Russeller is going to be nohting short of spectacular! I am going to be shockin ya’ll every night without fail. There will be no dull moment when I am around. Now I came out here tonight because what would a Southern Homecoming Party be without a Southern Homecoming Strip Show?? So right now my deputy, Miss Annabella will give ya’ll something to cheer about!!
Annabella takes off her hat and throws it to the fans. She starts to unbutton her shirt when out of no where Gingerdudes music comes on the loud speaker and he appears on stage to a chorus of boos. He has a mic in his hand and he goes to talk but the fans start to chant
Fans: LET HER STRIP! LET HER STRIP! LET HER STRIP
Ginger is not amused and he raises the mic to talk again.
Ginger: Shut up you idiots. I run this show, and I will decide what goes on around here. For instance, that tramp in the ring, WILL NOT be stripping tonight! And I w…..
Annabella: ‘Scuse me, this tramp pinned you at Omega Effect in case you forgot!
Crowd pops for that and Ginger looks pissed.
Ginger: You only beat me because of that asshole you walk around with! However, do not fret little slut because you’ll get another shot at me….on WAREFARE! I am booking Annabella vs myself and Wayde is banned from ringside.
Crowd is unsure how to react to this news.
Wayde: Ginger, how bout you really man up, and set up a match between me and yourself.
Now the crowd pops but Ginger is shaking his head no.
Ginger: I would set it up Wayde, but your gonna have your hands busy for a while now. See I needed an answer to you. I needed someone who could take you out. Someone who could chase you out of ACW. And walking back stage earlier today, my answer came to me. I have someone here very anxious to meet you Wayde. Actually you already met earlier, he was the one who knocked you out and cost you yours match! Ladies and Gentlemen, “The Cowboy” Chris Cooley!!!
Youth Gone Wild by Skid Row plays throughout the arena
Cooley, now in the middle of the ring face to face with Wayde is handed a mic. The two stare each other down neither of them blinking. The fans are witnessing history as it is the first time in ACW two cowboys have been in the same ring.
CC: So, you are the “New Sheriff in Town” huh?
Wayde: That’s right.
CC: The “Law” of ACW?
Wayde: Yup.
CC: Well in my opinion Wayde, your full of shit. You walk around back interfering in everyones business in the name of “justice” but who asked you to? ACW was doing just fine before you came back and it will do just fine with out you!
Wayde: See people like you say that and want that because finally, you have some one standing up to you and righting your wrongs. Its not about what you want Cooley, it what the fans want.
Cheap Pop
Cooley: You know what Wayde, let me make this short and sweet. Get-the-hell-out-of-my-ring! The longer you stay here, the more matches I will cost you until you learn your lesson. Go back to blowing your cousin and stay away from ACW.
Wayde: Well I guess its right about that time Chris.
Cooley: What time is that?
Wayde: The time I go totally cliché and tell you, this town ain’t big enough for the two of us.
Crowd goes nuts as Wayde smirks and Cooley steps in his face. You can cut the tension with a knife as both men are waiting for the other to make their move. Their eyes locked so intensly you would think they were two statues faceing each other. Calm, cool, and collective, they stare at each other. The fans start to wonder if this is going to happen when
Out of now where Cooley winds up and hit Wayde and the two start exchanging blows. They battle back and fourth with Cooley coming out on top. He throws Russeller off the ropes and goes to flip but Wayde jumps over him. He bounces off the ropes and come back into the forarm of Cooley knocking him back so he is leaning on the ropes. Cooley runs at him and clothslines him right out of the ring and the two hit the floor
Cooley slides out and starts attacking Wayde, stomping on him over and over again. Wayde rolls out of the way finally and Cooley stomps the ground which jams his leg for a second he recovers and goes to attack again but Wayde is already up and he hits him right in the face before grabbing him and running him into the barricade. Once again Cooley takes advantage by raking Waydes eyes and then he throws Wayde into the barricade turning the situation around. Cooley kicks him in the mid-section and goes for the Shutdown but Wayde flips him up and over his head sending Chris crashing down in the fans! Both men get up at the same time and while Chris is grabbing his back Wayde comes flying over the barracade and starts punching him square in the head. The two are now rolling in and out of the fans punching each other until security comes out. They pull the two apart and on their feet but they still try to go at it. Security pulls them back to ringside as they try to go at each other. Annabella puts her hands on Waydes chest.
Annabella: Wayde, relax. That’s enough! Remember….do the right thing!
Wayde finally breaks his stare with Chris and looks at Annabella. He nods amd shakes off the security guards and goes in the ring and gets his hat. He swings Bella onto the horse and then jumps on himself. He looks back at Cooley one more time who is still fighting security before riding into the back. Leaving Cooley pissed off still.
Fade
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