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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 14, 2008 16:22:13 GMT -5
Reassembled before Reunited Credit: Jake Cheng and BK London As we open the evening, BK London is making his way down the corridor sporting quite the flashy attire. A James Bond-esque tuxedo fits the former ACW Heavyweight Champion to a tee, as he strolls down the hallway alone. Massive boos from the fans in the arena can be heard as he continues to stroll down the hallway, but he takes it all in stride as he strides down towards the locker room of Jake Cheng.
Upon reaching the room, he knocks on the door briefly before entering himself. As he enters, he sees Jake Cheng still putting on his suit and has to double take as the outfit he sees.
The smaller member of the team sporting a white tuxedo, but bypassing the bow-tie. Instead, he wears and orange, white and black diamond pattern tie with orange tinted sunglasses over his eyes. As he poses in the mirror, looking as tough as he can, Kirsten laughs as she stands alone in the corner. BK London catches the laugh and looks over at her along with Jake, but Jake is the only one smiling.
[/center][/color] Jake: What is so funny? Kirsten: Your collar. As Jake turns back to the mirror, he notices something he didn’t before: the right half of his collar is popped. He tries to fix it, but it pops back up. Kirsten begins giggling again and begins walking toward the Asian Extraordinaire.
[/center][/color] Kirsten: Hold on, I got it. Jake smiles as Kirsten fixes the entire collar. They start talking to each other under their breathes and suddenly break into laughter. Being the killer of all things cute and nice, BK interjects.
[/center][/color] BK London: It's a celebration Jake, not your high school prom. Jake: Hey, you can't put a price on style. BK London looks over at Kirsten Carter, before turning back to Jake briefly. He cuts in on the cute session between Kirsten and his tag team partner, and brings him over to the corner.
[/center][/color] BK London (whispering): Who the hell is that? Jake: I thought you knew her from the last time...maybe not...oh well. BK, this is my girlfriend Kirsten. Kirsten walks over to BK and sticks her hand out for quite the polite greeting. BK scans her up and down and scoffs before turning back his attention back to Jake. Awkwardly, Kirsten puts her hand at her side and starts to look at BK with the hatred that burns with the white-hot intensity of a thousand suns. With that show of disrespect, Kirsten hardly gives her man any warning and decides to turn on her heels and exit the locker room. Jake gets in her way to plead with her but she gives him the same stare and he willingly moves out of the way.
Jake walks over to the calming down BK and shoves him. Jake is still trying to get in London’s face, not backing down from his tag team partner.
[/center][/color] Jake: What the fuck was that for? BK London: What? Jake: The scoffing thing, what was that for? BK London: I wasn't scoffing at her, relax. Fix your bowtie. Jake: Then what were you scoffing at? BK London: I was scoffing at the fact that you could do a whole lot better than whoever she is. Jake: Excuse me? BK London: She's not that hot.... The former ACW Heavyweight Champion Jake Cheng begins to ball up his fists, and at any moment he gets ready to deck his newly reunited partner. Good timing for Stephan Russo, who is also dressed sharp tonight for the event, steps into the room to meet with his two folks and he sees them nose to nose. Russo chisels to the two apart and backs up Jake Cheng.
[/center][/color] Stephan Russo: Whoa, whoa, what's going on here? BK London: John Lennon here is getting a bit touchy over a few things that I said over his girlfriend. Stephan Russo: Listen! You two are supposed to work together. You're the best tag team in the history of ACW, and sure as hell a force to be reckoned with in the squared circle. If there's anyway we're going to get some respect around here and finish off ACW just as we planned, you two have to work together. BK London: Fine, fine. I'm sorry that I insulted your girlfriend Kirsten. Jake: Apology accepted. Stephan Russo: There there, now tonight's supposed to be a celebration! Let's get this thing on the road baby! I've already called some of our closest friends and the catering, this is going to be the biggest bash ACW has ever seen. The reunion of Top Draw again! Woo! Stephan Russo throws each of his arms over the shoulders of both of his clients and brings them together, and a slow smile begins to form on the faces of BK London and Jake Cheng. However, Kirsten Carter - who's watching from the door way - doesn't like what she sees, doesn't like it one bit.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 14, 2008 16:22:29 GMT -5
Segment: Alone But Not Lonely (Credit: Scott Andrews)
After last week’s escapade to Jake Steel’s club, Scott was re-introduced to the lifestyle he had long forgotten since going out with Jessie; a time when he was partying, flirting, and having fun on the party scene. It had been so long since the influence of NBK and his way of living that Scott had no memory of the feelings that were induced by the alcohol and the women. The feeling of friendship, letting loose, and making a fool of yourself for fun; and then there was the feeling of desire, being desired, and a powerful lust and ecstasy. These feelings rushed through Scott’s body that night, and apart from being sucker punched in the nose by Mr. Red, Scott felt nothing but release and pleasure and a good dose of nostalgia. It felt...really, really good.
Jessie’s leaving for Paris wasn’t easy for Scott, although he, of course, took the positive from it. Her being away gives him more time to himself and to go out and relive the glory days, if only as a matter of ridding himself of stress. It was as she turned and waved and went out of sight at the international terminal, past where only people boarding the plane could venture that the idea hit Scott to go back to Steele’s club and celebrate whether or not he wins his match tonight against Kudo and Rattlesnake. And what a match it will be. Three former allies now pitted against each other. Kudo; a former rival turned trusted ally, and Rattlesnake; a former stablemate. The history is there, but who will make history tonight? Scott certainly seems confident as he strolls through the backstage corridors with ‘Lucy’ in hand. It isn’t long before he bumps into Charlotte King who seems to have been looking for him.
Charlotte: Hi, Scott!
Scott: Why, hello there pretty lady! What can I do for ya’?
Charlotte playfully tangles her finger in her hair.
Charlotte: Would you mind an interview? I was trying to find Mr. Red to find out what’s going on in his head at the moment, but then I saw you.
Scott: What were you doing trying to talk to that trash bag? See this bruise on my cheek? He sucker punched me at Steele’s club last week. He’s nothing more than a jealous asshole who needs a reality check.
Charlotte: Well if I have any trouble with him I’ll come and find you. But first question, Scott, tonight you face two men who have been enemy and ally to you over your time in ACW, but tonight, it’s all on all in a triple threat match with Kudo and Rattlesnake. How do you feel about the match tonight?
Scott: Well, I’m, trying not to bring the past into this, and while Kudo may have been the person who changed me for the better, and Rattlesnake may have been my tag team partner for a little bit, both these men are gunning for exactly the same thing as I am tonight; the big W; the win. Because we’re all capable of getting that World Title off of Fallen Souls shoulders, though he deserves it, and management knows it. This is practically a future contendership match, and we’ve all been in a World Title match before so we know what needs to be done. All I know is that I’m gonna go out there and give both those guys hell, knock out Kudo, then make Rattlesnake tap because I’m the Skill, Thrill, and the Kill, baby!
Charlotte: Hehe...haven’t heard you say that in a while. Next question; now that the tag team titles are back in ACW, have you considered forming another tag team to take on the two men who currently control the tag team ranks, Dan White, and one of the men you are facing tonight, Rattlesnake?
Scott:[/b] To be honest, I haven’t really thought too much about that. But if there’s anyone out there who thinks they can keep up with the Scarlet Assassin as my tag team partner then by all means, approach me, and maybe we can work something out, as long as you’re not a complete douche. Taking the titles from Whitesnake would be a breeze with the right partner.
Charlotte: A reformation of the Cold Blooded Killers?
Scott: I can assure you, NBK won’t be coming back after that ass beating I gave him prior to his leaving. But I can team with anyone and make an even better team than me and NBK. But at the moment it’s not on my agenda. All I’m focused on is tonight’s match and getting closer to that ACW championship belt.
Charlotte: Well, Scott, thank you for your time. I’ll be watching your match from the monitor backstage.
Scott reaches out and pulls her hand to his lips.
Scott: The pleasure was all mine Miss King. Now if you’ll excuse me I have to go and prepare for my match tonight.
Scott turns and leaves the smitten Charlotte to watch him leave around one of the many corners in the ACW backstage area as the scene fades out.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 14, 2008 16:22:53 GMT -5
Trouble In Paradise Credit: Jake Cheng and Danny Mainer A vase breaks inside the Top Draw locker room and out storms Kirsten Carter, carrying a gm bag. She drops her stuff on the floor and turns to see and pleading Jake Cheng follow behind her.
[/center][/color] Jake: You’ll get used to him I swear. And he’ll get used to you too. Kirsten: No, I will not get used to him because I will not be hanging around here if you are going to be around him. Jake: Baby- Kirsten: Don’t ‘baby’ me. I don’t like him. You saw the way he looked at me like I was a...like I was a leper! Jake: He doesn’t think you’re a leper. Kirsten: Well he definitely said he thinks I’m not hot, and I’m sure that he was being polite. Jake puts his hands on her hips and looks deep into her eyes, causing her face to blush with red.
[/center][/color] Jake: Not my fault BK has no taste in women. Jake leans in for a kiss but Kirsten pulls away. Jake looks at her with the most confused look and she just shakes her head at him.
[/center][/color] Kirsten: Who cares about his ‘taste in women?’ You should have defended me back there instead of just standing there watching him pass judgement on me like he was fucking King of the World! Jake: Hey, I almost took him out right there but- Kirsten: But you didn’t. Instead you let him....ARGH! Kirsten picks up her bags and walks down the hallway. Jake puts his head in his hands and then looks up to see Kirsten turn the corner. He begins walking toward where he last saw her and suddenly breaks into a full sprint. But around the corner steps the Six-String Shogun Danny Mainer, dressed in his new attire, the jeans, the black denim jacket, blue jeans, boots, gloves and star sunglasses. He gets right up into Jake’s face.
[/center][/color] Danny: Easy baby, you look pissed!Jake: Fuck you Mainer, get out of my way! Danny: Don’t snap at me! Tell y’what Jake, I know I have to face you again but lemme tell you this. You better bring you’re a-game this time unlike your Omega Effect bullshit, I, the Six-String Shogun want a challenge and if you don’t deliver, Hell, you’ll be leavin’ in a casket. Buryin’ your ass is gonna’ be a very rock and roll night.Jake: A very rock and roll night? What the- Danny: Jackaroo, what you’ve gotta’ learn is that it ain’t ALL about winning or losing. It’s how good you look doing it and come 7 Deadly Sins, I’m gonna’ be lookin’ fabulous. Sex, Booze and Violence are on my agenda so I can finally put your ugly face in the history books for good. You get me?Jake: Umm, I guess. But I mean, trying to find someone to have sex with you has been on your agenda since you were like 14, probably. Danny: Just because I’m being myself doesn’t mean you should hate me, besides, this new look is getting me more famous. The difference between you and I is that I’m goin’ down in history while you’re goin’ down on Durden’s sister and I can’t imagine it being THAT pleasant...oh wait, it doesn't look like you are goin' down on that any time soon.Jake: Why don't you just get out of my way before I stick your "six-string shotgun" up your ass. Danny: Son, I’m just dishin’ out a friendly warning to you. You gotta’ be prepared for 7 Deadly Sins, ‘cause I’m committing each and every one of ‘em. I’ll cya later Roadie, I got stuff to do.Jake just ignores him and goes to chase after Kirsten as Danny smiles watching him. Danny then walks off camera with a smile on his face.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 14, 2008 16:23:14 GMT -5
Match 3: AC Evans vs. Jay Zero (Credit: TK) ..::ACW::.. A.C. EVANS VS. JAY ZERO ..::WARFARE::..
Time limit: 20 Minutes Referee: Carter Donovan
-* Tale of the Tape *-
“The Lost Soul” A.C. Evans Age: 22 Height: 5'9" Weight: 176 lbs. Hometown: Unknown
“The Perfect 10” Jay Zero Age: 25 Height: 5'10" Weight: 195 lbs. Hometown: Portland, Maine "Unbroken [Hotel Baby]" by Monster Magnet plays. The lights dim as electric blue and white spotlights shine through the arena giving the arena a very flashy look. Jay then steps out onto the stage wearing white and black boas. While strutting himself down the ramp way, he’ll occasionally stop to say hello to the fine looking ladies in the front row, even kissing their hands from time to time. He then slides under the bottom rope into the ring and climbs up onto the ropes, bouncing up and down while posing for the crowd.
“Hallowed be Thy Name” by the Iron Maiden plays. Out from the back comes A.C. Evans, arms stretched out at his side, palms up. He saunters to the ring in this style, ignoring all those who either shun or support him. He could careless about the opinions of these people, just like he could careless for the man who stands in the ring before him. With a trip up the ring steps that reeks animosity, Evans now stands in the ring and locks eyes with someone who he certainly does not see as a “Perfect 10.” ~!~DING,DING,DING~!~ MATCH START: Unlike their first match up, A.C. Evans has quite a bit of aggression in him after having victory stolen away from him by Jay’s cheating ways. With his rage as his fuel, he strikes away at Zero with merciless strikes that send the former ET Champion reeling. Falling back into the ropes, Jay will find no solace there as Evans wails away on him with his knee and finishes with a massive uppercut blow that knocks the spit right out of Jay’s mouth. Stumbling forward, Jay falls into a scoop slam and with Jay now prone, Evans heads towards the top rope. There, he sets himself up for a standing moonsault and nails it! He hooks the leg but only gets a two and a half before Zero kicks out. Both men rise and lock up in the center of the ring for the first time in this match up. Reaching down, Evans grabs a handful of Jay’s tights and then sends him up, over and back for a snap suplex. For extra measure Evans gives Jay another one and Zero digs deep to come up with some offense. He achieves this by catching A.C. running in with a back elbow that momentarily stuns him. Curiously, Jay decides to chain this with a knock out move, a whip kick, which A.C. ducks under easily. Now standing wide open, Zero falls victim to a FLIPPING DROPKICK that nearly knocks him over the ropes! One running clothesline later, Evans does exactly that! MATCH MIDPOINT: Just as the last match, Evans is dominating early and pretty much has Jay’s number at this point. However, with a whip into the far corner, that is about to change. As Evan’s runs in, Jay puts his boot up and nails him right in the face. In pain A.C. turns away and Jay combos with a bulldog. Earlier in the match up it was Evans who went to the top rope and now its Zero’s turn to return the favor. Leaping off with a leg drop, he nails A.C. across the neck and rolls him over for a quick pin attempt. This only draws a two count and both men stagger to their feet. With a wild right hand A.C. attacks and Zero ducks right underneath it and counters with a leaping choke slam. The wind gets knocked right out of A.C.’s sails and Zero pulls out the heavy moves. One HEAT BUTT later, A.C. is starting to really dislike the move. With A.C. on his back, one would think that Jay would follow up but he instead begins to showboat drawing the fan’s ire. Of course, this ends up costing him as from behind A.C. rolls him up. He only gets a two count and Jay rolls out of the ring and heads to the floor for a quick “time out.” A.C. is not going to give him a moments rest as he rolls out of the ring and grabs him from behind. With a handful of trunks, A.C. sends Zero crashing into the steel ring post, a sight that causes the fans to jump for joy. As both men struggle to get back into the ring, our match heads to its final minutes. MATCH ENDING: Making sure he doesn’t fall into another one of Jay’s traps, Evans keeps his distance from the referee to ensure there will be no further shenanigans this week. At this point and time Jay lays prone on the mat and Evans lifts him up and cradles him for a SPINNING FISHERMAN’S BUSTER! Jay goes sailing through the air like a merry-go-round and lands hard on his back. Evans decides not to go for the cover and instead picks Zero up, a decision that may cost him later. With an Irish whip into the corner, A.C. runs in hard with a clothesline that knocks Zero’s feet out right from under him. Jay lands hard in the corner and Evans puts the boots to him. These actions draw the attention of Carter Donovan who quickly steps in and separates the two men. As the match resumes, A.C. lifts Zero to his feet and softens him up with a standing DDT. Now dazed and looking very confused, Jay Zero is moments away from being finished off and A.C. knows it. Like a true pro, A.C. yanks Zero into his clutches and goes to end this once and for all. A.C. has Jay Zero on his shoulders and goes for the flip known as the FILE 13! However, as Evans is midair, he counters it and lands safely on his feet! Reaching down, he grabs Evans and puts him in a quick death valley driver known as the ZERO DARKNESS! Out of nowhere Jay hits it, and quickly covers for certain victory! ONE!
TWO!!
THREE!!! WARFARE WINNER: JAY ZERO!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 14, 2008 16:23:54 GMT -5
Segment: Step Up Or Step Out (Credit: Red/Steele/Scott)
Mr. Red is shown walking around in the backstage area. He scans the halls, apparently looking for someone. After attacking Scott Andrews in the bar last week, he is looking to steer clear of what he assumes will be a very irate Andrews.
Red's journey leads him to Jake Steele, who is going through his pre-match routine, which is the usual, a deep form of meditation. Jake spots Red approaching and stands up to face him.
Steele: Ayo, you got some shit to answer, and I suggest you do dat' now..
Red: I have to answer nothing.
Steele: Nigga is you stupid? How da' fuck you gonna come into a club I helped build and just fuck with niggas like that, plus it was Andrews... I mean is you tryin' to die?
Red: I have nothing to say. Don't make me swing at you, right here, right now.
Jake tenses up as if to expect Red to attack. Red smirks at Jake. His smirk turns to a scowl as he senses another person standing behind him. He turns slowly to find himself nose to nose with Scott Andrews.
Scott: Well, well, well, look what we have here? A rat bastard who's about to receive an ass kicking courtesy of yours truly unless you give me one good reason!
Red: I am someone who is tired of being ignored. What about Mr. Red?! No one wants anything to do with Mr. Red. I am ready to move up into a top level spot in this company. I am sick of being left behind while others speed by and flourish in the success light.
Steele: What? You jealous dat' Andrews is betta' den' you? You tryna' make a name for yourself? Come on man, you a nobody... just own up to ya'self, and face facts.
Scott: Ok, because you're such a whiny bitch, and I don't hit girls, I'll let you go. But if we ever meet each other in the ring you better pray I'm in a good mood. See ya' round jackass...
As Scott and Steele walk away from Red the frustration and rage building inside El Rojo is evident as his face turns a bright red and he releases his clenched fist into the wall, creating some work for the arena maintenance crew.
Worker: God damn it! Another hole in the wall! Can't you guys use a stress ball or massage chair or - - -
The worker doesn't get another word out and is instead hit by Red with a violent right hook before locking in the Red-Lock (Texas Cloverleaf). As the man screams in pain other workers scurry to pull Mr. Red from his victim and are eventually successful, but Red just shrugs them off and walks away, satisfied with his display of aggression.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 14, 2008 16:24:25 GMT -5
Six-String Showdown Danny Mainer / ?? The ACW arena is jampacked with sweaty wrestling fans about ready to burst as a few segments after the opening contest, they’re anxious to see some bloody competition just like ACW knows how exactly to deliver and it’s just what they’re going to get. The crowd are fairly quiet as they await some sort of signal, some sort of sign that something will happen and then… they get it. I WANNA ROCK!
ROCK! Edison: Who on Earth is that?McNally: Is that? I think it is.The riff of “I Wanna Rock” by Twisted Sister comes into play and the crowd at first confused, burst into a standing ovation as the “Guitar Guru” Danny Mainer steps out of the curtain in an attire consisting of jeans, biker boots, leather gloves and a pair of black star sunglasses while clutching in his arms a Gibson SG with a white finish. Somewhat confused by this strange sight of the new and improved Danny Mainer, he walks out with the guitar hanging off of him by the strap, both arms raised in the rock-horns as well as the International strap wrapped around his waist. Edison: There he is, Danny Mainer! He’s brought out that guitar with him! It’s, it’s… dare I say beautiful!McNally: I tell you somethin’, Danny and his crazy ideas. He never fails to surprise me.Phillip Jones: Ladies and Gentlemen… please welcome Mr. Danny Mainer!Edison: I think he’s all serious here McNally, look at him!Danny wasting little time grabs the guitar and unhooks himself from the strap before holding it by his right side by the body and neck, not showing great guitar-care ethics but hey, Danny can afford another. He slides under the bottom rope clutching the guitar to his stomach as he rolls in. The crowd pop as he props up to his feet and throws the guitar back around his waist as the announcer hands him the microphone. Danny waves his arms as he paces backwards and forwards. He puts the guitar around him, letting it hang and he smiles at the audience signalling for them to all shut their mouths and listen. Danny: Ladies and Gentlemen… tonight, TONIGHT is the night that you see greatness. See, assholes backstage didn’t give ME a match. So, tonight, I thought I’d come out and talk to my Maine Majority about well, whatever they want to talk about. I stand here before you and I’ll listen to ANYTHING you say. I-Suddenly, a deep booming voice cuts off Danny and his attention is immediately drawn. Random Fan: DROP THE GUITAR YA’ FUCKIN’ POSER!Danny stops dead in his tracks and freezes, he points out to the particular fan who opened his mouth and he uses his free hand to push his glasses up to his forehead as he stares holes into this loud-mouthed fan. Danny: So wait, I’m a poser huh? You think I can’t play guitar?Edison: UHOH! Danny is pissed.Random Fan: FUCK YEAH!Danny smirks casually, chuckling a little. He then doles out his retort, which elicits a massive response from the crowd. Danny: Alright then, challenge accepted. I knew this would come, so I prepared.McNally: You gotta’ be kidding me, Danny Mainer is actually going to play guitar for us?Edison: It appears that way.Danny pushes down his star sunglasses and looks over to Phillip Jones and barks at him. Danny: HEY! Amy Announcer! Look by your feet, there should be a box amp right there, behind you! Yeah, yeah! Bring it here!Edison: Wow, he’s really gonna’ do it!The camera cuts to Phillip Jones who is sat on a steel chair, he looks around sees behind him a large box amp. He gets up and starts to drag it over, his muscles only used to holding a mic, struggle to drag it along and the crowds thoughts run wild with the idea of him playing his guitar leave for them all. Phillip eventually manages to lift the guitar onto the apron; Danny gets fed up of waiting so he pulls the large box through the ropes himself before dragging it to the centre of the ring. He then reaches into his pocket and pulls out an amplifier chord out of his pocket before plugging one end into the amp and then the other into his guitar, still holding a microphone all this while smiling brightly like a child on Christmas morn. Danny: Alrightalrightalright, nice job Pippa, but next time, grow some muscles baby! This amp is all mini and stuff. Now, are YOU PEOPLE READY?! This little beauty right here is my baby, I call her ANGELICA ’68, she parted The Red Sea and led the Jews to safety, she can count to infinity, she means as much to me as my girlfriend does, Angelica ’68 is my Queen. Now, I’m gonna’ play you a little tune you should ALL recognize out in the audience. It’s by a band called Guns ‘N’ Roses.McNally: Wow, a rock concert live in an ACW ring! That’s something different!Edison: Yeah, it’s not like we’ve EVER seen that before.The crowd pops as Danny flicks the switch on the amp followed by the twisting of the volume dial, a buzzing can be heard from this large amp and his smile grows bigger as he is finally ready to jam. He then stands centre and yells into the microphone. Danny: Alright baby, here we go! Flick the switch, time to rock! I’ma play you a little song that you should all know. Now, Gingerdude says… that the ACW Arena… and some others say it’s on this great big island… but I say… IT’S IN THE JUUUUUUUUNNNNGLLLLLLEEEE!!!!!Edison: Uhoh!McNally: Well, he’s gonna’ do it, he’s gonna’ play guitar for us all!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 14, 2008 16:24:47 GMT -5
And with that, Danny drops the microphone and his fingers assume position on the SG, his fingers snap to place on the neck of the guitar, his fingers expertly going to place on the fretboard as if he were some sort of robot while a plectrum, which he has drawn from his pocket touches the string. NAHNAHNAHNAHNAHNAHNAHNAHNAH!
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NAHNAHNAHNAHNAHNAHNAHNAHNAH! [/B] The crowd pops in recognition as Danny plays the intro to one of the most instantly recognizable songs across the world. Although he is only playing the intro, the random fan is shut up as Danny solely focuses on the guitar in his hands as he strums away the intro and about 27 seconds in he starts to change to the main riff song. The guitar seems a bit bare, with no drums, bass or lyrics, but Danny impresses the fans with his musical skills anyway. However, suddenly though drowning out his great guitar playing right about when vocals would kick in, music hits. Edison: I believe on the internet, they call that an “OH SNAP!”, but obviously, someone’s come out to say hello! Who is it I wonder?!McNally: Well Eddie, I’m sure we’re about to find out.“Evenflow” by Pearl Jam hits as the crowd are in wonderment at whom this is signalling the arrival of. The lights dim low as Danny starts to snap in the ring at his performance being interrupted. Out of the curtain steps an average man, roughly 240 pounds at about 6’2 with extremely well-defined muscles; a truly great physique, long black hair which is just short of shoulder length and has a blonde streak down the left side (think: Matt Tuck of BFMV fame), he’s dressed in a pair of black ring trunks with “AM” written on them in gold on the back and on the front is a shield emblem crossed with two swords, he then has a pair of black knee pads with the sword crossed shield and a pair of basic black ring-boots with distinct golden laces, his body is completely free of tattoos. He runs out to the top of the ramp as his theme plays but he holds a microphone to his lips as the crowd stare and look at this specimen as the lights return to normal and the music stops. McNally: Ladies and gentlemen this is a first, this guy here is a being of raw power, look at his physique!Edison: He looks dangerous!? ? ?: Hey look buddy, nice show! But the times, they are a-changing! What the world needs isn’t a rock and roll concert, what the world needs is in-ring dominance, someone they can be proud of, a champion they can be proud of. What Alpha Championship Wrestling needs is a man like ME, “Mr. Olympus”, Adam McCarthy! YOU, you call yourself International Champion, but I say you’re nothing but some greaseball metalhead who got ahead and didn’t know when to quit.Edison: The crowd are fully in support of Danny, it seems.The crowd starts to boo loudly at this arrogant newcomer. “MAI-NER” chants break out everywhere and it brings a smile to Danny’s face. Danny unhooks the guitar from the amp pulling it out of the guitar and he then takes off the guitar from around him and he holds it to the side by the neck while he reaches down to grab the microphone. He then pushes up the sunglasses and looks up this interrupting Adam McCarthy up and down before raising an eyebrow. Danny: Who in Gods green Earth are you?McCarthy: My name is ADAM. MCCARTHY. AND I A-Danny: WOAHWOAHWOAH Amateur Hour, I don’t want your life-story. Why did you interrupt my public forum, ask yourself this, WHY are you out here? I was listening right up until you quoted Bob Dylan. If you can perhaps repeat your big-boy speech without quoting someone that deserves to be shot, I’ll listen!McNally: Clear dislike for Bob Dylan!McCarthy: How DARE you talk to me like that, this is the man that’s about to end your International Title reign Danny, I’m gunning for YOU.Danny: Are you now? Hell, do you even have an ACW contract?McCarthy: Not yet, but when I beat your face into a mushy wreck in the turnbuckle I will. I want your International Title. I will take you to your limit, gimme one match and that reign will be over.The crowd boos loudly and Danny turns to his ever-faithful audience. Danny: So, guys and gals, who reckons we give this Ville Vallo look alike a facial makeover, huh? You wanna see me defend my title tonight?Random Fan: FUCK YEAH!The crowd cheers, going to Danny’s positive and he smiles as Adam McCarthy makes his way to the ring. Danny starts to clear the ring sliding the guitar out under the bottom rope as Adam strides down the centre of the ramp, swinging his arms cockily. Danny then pushes the amp out through the bottom and middle rope as tech-guys collect ‘em as they fall. Danny then turns his attention back as Adam climbs into the ring. A referee has sprinted out ahead of him and Danny is handing him The International Title. McNally: Well looks like we’re about to have an impromptu title match!Edison: COOL!McNally: That’s a truth and a half!The battle begins. They sprint right at each other and immediately the more experienced Danny drops McCarthy with an Arm Drag straight to the mat. Danny holds in the clutch and starts to crank the arm in as the crowd cheer loudly. McCarthy swings his leg up clocking his knee into the head of Danny. McCarthy quickly bounces up showing great stamina and agility as Danny falls into the corner. McCarthy quickly runs in with quick mudhole stamps as Danny coughs and splutters before McCarthy throws a sick knee into his head. McCarthy then drags him out the corner by his wrist to the centre of the ring before throwing him up onto his shoulders, a nanoseconds gap before dropping him down with a Samoan Drop. Edison: Wow! Danny may have taken this kid lightly! This McCarthy guy is really going to town on Danny right now!McNally: The man is solid as a rock. Did you see the height he got on that Samoan Drop?McCarthy quickly bounds up to his feet and yells slapping his chest before delivering crushing stamps to the chest of Danny Mainer. Dazed and confused Danny may have taken this challenge too lightly and is now suffering the effects. McCarthy reaches out with his large hands and grabs Danny’s head, not caring too much about squishing Danny’s facial features as he drags him up to his feet. McCarthy then grabs Danny’s wrist and twists into a Wrist Lock, something which doesn’t go down well with fans of Danny, or Danny in particular. McCarthy then yanks Danny by his twisted arm into a Clothesline but Danny ducks, free of McCarthy’s grasp he spins around and slams into McCarthy with The Assassination Attempt! McCarthy drops to his knees as Danny climbs out onto the apron and debuts his new signature, THE CROWD SURF! Edison: I love this new side of Danny Mainer! He’s so flashy and he’s showing off his great agility!McNally: He’s one of the greatest entertainers of this generation, you gotta’ admit! Nobody can connect with the crowd quite like he can!Edison: And nobody can connect that kick quite like he can! Adam can vouch for me on that one!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 14, 2008 16:25:09 GMT -5
The kick gets McCarthy right in the neck and he crashes to the mat landing on all fours. Danny quickly bounces up to his feet and runs to the ropes before bouncing back with a Randy Orton style punt to the head as McCarthy makes it to his knees. McCarthy rolls onto his back and Danny instead of going for the cover starts to dole stamps to the chest as McCarthy’s brain rattles around inside his skull. Danny then drags McCarthy up off his ass and hits a quick Snap DDT right into the mat releasing him on impact. McCarthy rolls onto his back as Danny quickly pushes himself onto his feet. Danny slaps McCarthy back of the head laughing at him, loud enough for the camera to pick up which winds up McCarthy. He quickly pushes up and Danny manipulates this to his advantage. Danny sprints to the side as McCarthy raises up to his feet and as Danny bounces back, he screams “DYNAMITE KICK!” before delivering a TWISTED Sick Kick causing McCarthy to backflip onto his face. McNally: Golly! That was a kick and a half! Adam McCarthy can’t be feelin’ right as rain after that!Edison: WOW! That was incredible!Danny leans back on his elbow and looks into the camera with a big smile on his face being the King of Casual as McCarthy, face first on the mat checks to see if his gums haven’t been dislodged. Danny slaps his chest cockily and the fans cheer him on. He then pushes himself up and drags McCarthy to his feet looking to finish off the job. He snaps him into a Front Face Lock and attempts to start off The Gravedigger Kicker sequence but McCarthy has him well scouted and twists into a Wrist Lock followed by a Running Boot to the head but Danny completely no sells it and gets up with in seconds. McCarthy turns into a massive dropkick, which sends him flying back into the corner. Danny then gets up and starts to play air-guitar to the delight of the crowd but about half-way through he pulls a disappointed look at this invisible guitar, he takes it off realistically and starts to slam it onto the floor before throwing it to the side looking like an idiot, but somehow incredibly dangerous. Edison: Holy Heck! What’s he doing?!McNally: He’s powerin’ up!
Danny then turns and smiles at McCarthy who is running at him. A swivel of stance and a Spinning Back Kick connects right to McCarthy’s stomach. He hunches over and suddenly, Danny takes the pile-driver position…
Danny: POWER CHORD TIME!
Edison: OH NO!
~BAM~
The impact is huge as The Thunderclash, now known as The Power Chord connects and Adam McCarthy’s head is imprinted into the mat. He bounces and lands on his back centre of the ring and Danny does quite possibly the sexiest pose pin imaginable. He lies back on McCarthy, Danny’s back across his chest and arms and he hooks one leg while staring at the camera using his free arm to make a V sign with his two fingers, back of hand towards the camera before putting it to his mouth licking between his fingers.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Danny Mainer gets up after recording the pinfall and the referee retrieves the International Title and Mainer folds it high above his head and the crowd cheers loudly. He straps the title around his waist and exits the ring. He walks over to the side where a techie stands holding Mainer’s guitar, the Angelica ’68. He hands the guitar to Mainer, who puts the strap over the shoulder and turns the amp on. With pick in hand, Mainer strums and the guitar can be heard around the arena.
Phillip Jones: Here is your winner... DAAAANNNYYYY MAIIIIINEEEEEERRRRR!!!!
The crowd cheers and Mainer plays a sweet lick, but Mainer is confused and looks around the arena. The guitar is still player over the loudspeaker but Mainer only played one note. As “Crisis” by Alexisonfire keeps playing over the P.A. System, Jake Cheng jumps out of the crowd onto the barricade. Mainer is still looking across the ring, but when he turns around to see his Seven Deadly Sins opponent, he only gets a glimpse...of his foot.
The jumps off the barricade and removes Angelica ’68 from Mainer’s motionless body, He throws it too the side and rolls Mainer into the ring, Mainer gets up onto his knee and Jake sees the opportunity. He runs at Mainer, staring the the knee that he is going to use for leverage, but Mainer is too smart to just take the Shining Wizard. Mainer ducks and brings his head back up. But then he feels a sharp pain in the back of his neck, Mainer thought he had Jake fools, but this was Jake’s plan all along, his new move the You Played Yourself. The former ACW Heavyweight Champion isn’t done yet: he runs and jumps to perch himself atop the turnbuckle. He turns and faces Mainer who is lying halfway across the ring. The four time Light-Heavyweight champion leaps and lands his leg across Mainer’s neck and throat, his other new move, The Picture Perfect.
Mainer grabs his throat and is gasping for breath as Jake stands over him. Jake makes the ever-popular “I’ll taking your title” motion around his neck. And like that, he leaves the ring as “Crisis” by Alexisonfire plays again over the P.A. System. The match at Seven Deadly Sins is sure to be interesting...if these two don’t kill each other first.
FADE
OOC: Additional segment credit goes to Jake Cheng.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 14, 2008 16:26:05 GMT -5
Segment: “Rightful Place” (Credit: Kudo)
As backstage ACW cameras open up again from commercial break, Kevin Anderson and Kudo Yasuda pan into view to muffled cheers from the outside arena.
Kevin: Well I’m backstage now with Mr. K.O. himself, Kudo Yasuda and it’s a big night here on Warfare for him as he’s involved in a match with Scott Andrews and Rattlesnake. Now I know you’re excited tonight because you got another chance to prove to the ACW fans in attendance and out there watching that you can make a return and actually beat someone in a wrestling match.
Kudo moves his tongue around inside his mouth uncomfortably as he stares Kevin down for the statement.
Kudo: Let me tell you something Kevin, it’s not a very common occurrence where you actually say something right amidst the amount of wrong you usually spew out, but you’ve got one thing absolutely on the money - tonight is a big night for me.
You see, you like so many others, are trying to point out the fact that I’ve been beaten each time I’ve wrestled since my return. But what I know is that the true value of my match is not based on whether I win or lose, but how I represent myself in the ring. I, unlike someone like Jake Steele, can look at myself in the mirror without batting an eye, without feeling any kind of guilt for misrepresenting the followers of R-3. Jake wants to throw his knee and challenge my own? He has no idea what mine is capable of. But the real problem here is that Steele can probably look at himself in the mirror and not feel any semblance of guilt. He’s so caught up in his money grubbing and foolish lifestyle that he doesn’t feel remorse at all. But Kevin, I know better.
Kevin: I can look at myself in the mirror a bunch of times a day…
Kudo: But that’s not why tonight is a big night for me. Tonight is a big night because I am back in my rightful spot here in ACW. I am back where I was projected to belong since I entered ACW – the main event. And if that was not big enough Kevin, the match is compounded even further by the fact that I am up against Rattlesnake, a former teammate who has defeated me in more than 1 contest, and I am also up against a junior heavyweight rival in Scott Andrews who has only just last week covered me for the 3 count. So count them if you can Kevin, that’s 2 people that I have a chance to beat – no, will beat and redeem myself.
Kevin: By the looks of your recent bouts though, you’ve got a whole lotta work ahead to beat Scott and Snake.
Kudo: If there’s one thing I’m not afraid of, it’s work. I wear my heart on my sleeve every night and give it 100%. You can count on that.
Kevin: …but you’re not wearing any sleeves right now.
Kudo shakes his head and nudges Kevin out of the way as he heads towards the other end of the hall.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 14, 2008 16:27:15 GMT -5
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 14, 2008 16:27:57 GMT -5
Match 4: Dan White vs. Jake Steele (Credit: Steele)
Match will be posted upon receipt.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 14, 2008 16:28:20 GMT -5
Segment: WOULD YOU LIKE TO PLAY A GAME? (Credit: Thunder Train and Thunderkiss) The segment opens with Train leading Thunderkiss into a room. Thunderkiss is blindfolded and reluctantly enters the room behind Train. Train sits him down on a couch and begins to mess with a TV in front of the couch. Thunderkiss lets out a sigh and leans back.Thunderkiss: This better be good ... Train: Oh trust me boss, you will like what you see.Thunderkiss: We really don’t have time for this. Train: Just give me five minutes.Train picks up an Xbox controller and hands it to Thunderkiss.Thunderkiss: You better hope this isn’t anything that is going to make a fool out of us.Train takes the blindfold off of Thunderkiss who looks down to see a controller in his hand and the Xbox logo flashing on the screen. He rolls his eyes and shakes his head. Train however, looks happy.Thunderkiss: Oh no ... Train: Well, you have been acting strange recently so I thought I could cheer you up with this!Thunderkiss: We don’t have either the time or comfort to play silly games anymore. Sorry. Train: Come on, just play one game! It will make you feel better.Thunderkiss: No. Train: I already have it set up. YOU HAVE TO PLAY IT!!!Thunderkiss: We do? That’s news to us! Train: THEN TELL ME WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU!Thunderkiss: Nothing. Now if you don't mind we really don't want to play these stupid video games, so we’re going to go take a walk...Train: But boss...Thunderkiss: No buts, we’re out of here. Thunderkiss gets up off the couch and walks towards the door. Train says, "Come on" causing Thunderkiss to pause for a second. He just shakes his head and continues out of the room. Thunder Train picks up the controller and shakes his head and throws it back onto the couch. However, just as he does it he gets a message from Benny V21. Train, curious at what the message says, opens it. He is greeted to a screen with a message saying "NO PANTS!!!!!" Train: what the hell is this? The internet has a lot of weirdos on it. Maybe Kiss shouldn't play this...Train quickly turns off the system and leaves the room, looking over his shoulder to see if something else weird might pop up on the screen.
Fade to black.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 14, 2008 16:29:32 GMT -5
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 14, 2008 16:29:53 GMT -5
Blood Drive ‘08 (credit: Henry McKaye)
As the ACW cameras cut backstage, Kevin Anderson is standing backstage in the interview area dressed in one of his finest suits and his hair coifed to perfection. Always the suave and sophisticated man, Kevin has his sunglasses on to hide the fact that he needs a crew member to hold up some cue cards to help him out with this particular interview.
Anderson: Ladies and gentlemen, as Omega Effect ends, we here at ACW are heating up once again! Over the past few months, there has been a MAJOR talent influx in ACW and they all range in experience, talent, and, of course, ego! Speaking of new talent, joining me tonight is one of the greatest imports from Germany since the Love Bug, “God of War” Henry McKaye.
Henry nonchalantly strolled up beside Kevin wearing black slacks and a pin-stripe dress shirt. More amused than anything else, Henry had a small smirk stretching out his rough black beard as he stood beside the interviewer. Despite wearing sunglasses, Kevin was obviously looking past the camera to the cue card guy as he continued his interview.
Anderson: To give you fans at home a little insight, Henry McKaye started wrestling here in the US of A before signing a contract for a company in Germany two years ago where he has been a regular since. In fact, he held their light heavyweight title for a record-setting year and a half before being recently defeated. So, Hank, I can call you “Hank”, right? Anyway, Hank, what is first on the agenda of a big international star like yourself here in ACW?
McKaye: Well, my first matter of business is to remind you that you are nothing more than a breathing, over glorified microphone stand and I refuse to gratify any of your questions with an answer. So, Mr. Anderson…
Henry’s amused tone grew tense as he grabbed the arm that Kevin was using to hold the microphone and stretched it towards him, carefully positioning the microphone in front of his mouth. Kevin, startled by Henry’s quick change in mood, stood by nervously as Henry used him as a microphone stand.
McKaye: Keep the microphone about here and we’ll move along. So, ACW, moving on to you, I feel it’s a gentlemen’s duty to warn an opponent before the first shot is fired: I am not here to put on exhibition matches or as some sort of talent exchange. No, you pay me far too much to have pointless little matches. In fact, if my memory serves me correctly, your agent told me that you wanted me to come to ACW and do what I do best. Are you aware of what I do best, ACW? I dominate the championship ranks… I destroy my competition physically and mentally… I take total control. “God of War” isn’t a cute nickname I gave to myself to sell t-shirts or put on posters. Simply put, I go to war better than anyone else in this industry. I take pride in my ability to strategize against opponents both large and small. I live for the pain and anguish on my opponents face as I pick them apart in the middle of the ring. I was the most feared man in all of the German wrestling industry, and I promise to bring that same fear and discontent to you, ACW. However…
An annoyed Henry stopped as Kevin’s arm slowly started to lower.
McKaye: Mr. Anderson, if that microphone drops down one more time I’ll break your arm.
Kevin’s arm shot back up to where Henry had originally placed it much to the amusement of the God of War.
McKaye: That’s better. Moving on, I never go into battle alone, but unfortunately that’s what I have to do for the moment. Unfortunately for you, that will only be temporary. You see, I’m looking for a few good men, ACW. A few good men who are tired of the order of command here in your company and I know that I’m going to find them. Wherever there is an empire, there will always be the restless who are hungry for change and chaos. There are those people who know they are better than opening matches and midcard purgatory. There are those people who are sick of living in the shadows of FSX, Thunderkiss, and the rest of your “top talent”. These men or women will become my allies in battle and I assure you, we WILL make an impact in ACW… a lot sooner than you think. To ACW, I hope you’re well aware of the plague you just unleashed on your roster, to my first opponent, may your God have mercy on your soul, and to any and all future opposition… what the hell are you thinking?
Henry gave the camera a smug grin before stepping off camera. Kevin slowly lowered his arms and removed his glasses as he started to process what had just happened. Just as more tag teams and stables appear, Henry McKaye promises to have an army formed sooner than later. With his track record of conquest and control, can the God of War back up his claims?
Fade.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Jul 14, 2008 16:30:21 GMT -5
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