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Post by BK London on Aug 14, 2008 16:04:47 GMT -5
Match 3: Danny Mainer vs. Silencio (Credit: Danny Mainer)
MATCH BEGINNING: The match begins with Silencio trying to hit a Cheap-Shot Clothesline while Danny wasn’t paying attention but Mainer managed to fling his body upwards before locking in The Punk Rock Lock. Silencio writhed about thrashing his body violently breaking the hold as is per usual. Danny Mainer who is at a size-disadvantage here is a bit faster then The Mexican Native. Silencio and Danny then started a brawling exchange but Silencio managed to capitalize with a Tornado Facebuster followed by a narrow 2-count. Then, Silencio hit a Kneeling Snapmare Driver but to no avail as Mainer quickly kicked out.
MATCH MID: Silencio’s dominance continued when it seemed like Mainer was making a comeback. Silencio flung Mainer at the ropes and Mainer bounced back with a Shoulder Block before bouncing off another set of ropes looking to hit a Standing Grunge Plunge but Silencio got up to his knees and caught him in an Oklahoma Slam position at lightning fast speed before dropping him with Snake Eyes on the turnbuckle. Danny then stumbled out and Silencio ran forward and hit The Code of Silence for another 2-count. However, Danny kicked out showing his grand resilience and started to dominate the late-goings. Danny hit a Star-Power: Dynamite Kick crumpling Silencio to the mat.
MATCH END: Silencio became a victim of a successful Grunge Plunge and a KERRANG! Attack. A Blackout DDT put Silencio down for a 2-count and Danny was proving his dominance. A T-Bone Suplex to the mat showed Silencio who was boss as Danny used all his strength to hoist him up. A Released Headspike Dragon Suplex really put the window of opportunity wide-open for Danny. A Keylock with a Bridge put Danny into complete control as he was destroying Silencio’s arm. After Danny broke the hold, he set up with The Gravedigger Kicker but Silencio hit a sneak low-blow which the referee didn’t detect. Silencio then rolled up Danny with assistance from the ropes for the 123.
WINNER: Silencio VIA Roll-Up (9:47)
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Post by BK London on Aug 14, 2008 16:11:55 GMT -5
Post-Match Miracle Danny Mainer After suffering his 20th loss to a low-blow, Danny Mainer is now on the floor clutching the sack in total agonizing pain. He rocks back and forward as the pain rivets through him. Silencio who immediately escaped the ring has now returned to the ring with a steel chair in his hands. He holds it above his head with one hand as he walks towards the downed and defenceless Mainer. The crowd are bursting with a “Silencio Sucks” chant as Silencio just smiles sickly at the evilness of the scene. Silencio bends over and looks down into Mainer’s eyes. SILENCIO: Hey burro, es su tiempo. Estoy pateando su culo al igual que lo hice a su endebles guardaespaldas!Edison: Oh no! What does Silencio have in mind?!McNally: Evil, I’d imagine.And with that Silencio starts to stamp on his chest repeatedly booting him in the sternum as the crowd show their hatred for this angry superstar on the warpath. Silencio soon stops stomping the chest and drags Danny to the ropes. He props him up against them and then proceeds to tie his arms in the ropes. Danny now completely at Silencio’s mercy watches as Danny drops to one knee with fatigue. Silencio then turns and sprints at the opposite ropes before bouncing back with steel chair in his hands. He flies towards Danny at thunderous speed and finally… Edison: What the Heck?!WHAM! McNally: Wow!Silencio is dropped on the mat with a vicious spear by a man dressed in black jeans and a white wife beater vest. The chair flies out of his hands as the impact of the man scoring the spear right to the gut causes Silencio to double over in pain. This man quickly goes to the aid of Danny untying him from the ropes as Silencio starts to get back up. Danny slumps to the floor as his rope shackles are let loose. The Tommy Lee look-a-like then grabs Silencio and drags him to his feet violently and rapidly not caring too much if Silencio gets hurt on the way. Edison: Talk about Divine Intervention! Look at this guy!?: SPIC-JACKASS!McNally: This trash-talking, tattooed ruffian is really an illustrated hero for Danny Mainer. When Danny said he had a back up plan, he meant it!With that, Danny’s saviour hooks Silencio up and drops him with a Snap DDT to the steel chair. Silencio snaps back with a thud and rolls onto his back lying motionless as the saviour of Danny Mainer gets to his feet throwing a fist in the air. He then turns his attention to Danny Mainer who has rolled out of the ring and landed in a heap on the floor. Danny Mainer’s back-up plan leaps out of the ring to his assistance slowly helping him to his feet. Danny’s illustrated hero acts as a crutch as Silencio is still motionless in the ring. The question posed now is who is Danny’s new ally and what impact will that have on The Scrap with Silencio? We’ll see next show.
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Post by BK London on Aug 14, 2008 16:12:13 GMT -5
Segment: Learning the ways of R-3 Credit: Steele and Kudo
The scene opens up with Steele now in his usual wrestling gear, after the stunt that Cheng pulled, and because not only does he plan to get his 'case back, but his tables match is coming up soon aswell. He dusts off his vest, as he walks down the hallway looking for that "friend" he spoke of earlier. He reaches a locker room door, which is black (as most ACW locker room doors are) and with a red, white and black "R-3" sign on the front. Steele takes a deep breath, before knocking... Soon, the door opens and Alan Albright answers the knocking, but with a shocked look on his face. The look of shock quickly turns to anger as he knows how much Kudo has been put through by Steele. Albright quickly questions why Steele is even near their locker room.
Albright: You! What are you doing here? Kudo is busy at the moment, and I'm afraid he doesn't have time for any of your antics right now.
Steele: Look man. I don't even know who da' hell you are, but I really need to speak wit' Kudo.[/color]
Albright: Well that's a shame because I'm not letting you i-
Before Albright can finish his sentence, Kudo's hand falls over his shoulder.
Kudo: No, let him in..
Albright (with a puzzled look on his face): Are you sure? You know, as your behind-the-scenes marketer, I'm going to have to advise against getting into a fight backstage.
Kudo (with a serious look): ...It's alright Albright, there won't be a fight. You see if he wanted to pull something on me he would have tried already, and I would have planted him down on this floor as sure as I'm standing on it.
Albright takes another look at Steele, before he walks off and leaves Kudo to his business. Kudo stares into Steele's eyes, as Steele stands his ground and stares right back. The pure tension between the two could be sensed by anyone in ACW, and they both know that. Kudo, growing tired of the preludes, breaks the silence.
Kudo: Why are you here?
Steele: Because, not too many weeks ago... we weren't exactly da' best of friends. Yet, even in da' times of revenge, you spoke about pride in what you believed in, and how flauntin' money around wasn't goin' to get me anywhere. I payed no attention to it, until Seven Deadly Sins time came. I fought my hardest and fuck... I even managed to take you out. But really, once I came to again afta' da' match and as I laid on dat' hospital bed, I knew dat' everyone I used my money to buy over, and everyone dat' I thought had my back had really turned on me. In that time by myself, I re-watched your tapes, listened to every word and studied how you performed in da' ring.[/color]
Kudo: And?
Steele: And... I feel dat' if I want ta' defeat Jake Cheng, I gotta... I need to learn da' ways of R-3.[/color]
The look on Kudo's face says it all. Words he thought would never come out of Steele's mouth. The man who had stepped up as one of his newest rivals more recently, and one who once spoke of nothing but things that would never fit the description of R-3. But even Kudo sees there is something different in Steele than last time they were face to face.
Kudo: Hmmph. Take a seat over there.
Steele walks into Kudo's locker room, and he quickly finds a seat, where he sits down and begins to listen to what Kudo has to say about R-3 and how to defeat Cheng.
Kudo: Let me start by saying R-3 isn't learned, R-3 is embraced. If you fully embrace R-3, R-3 will fully embrace you. Only then can you be a part of the Armada; the army fighting for common goals for junior heavyweights and the underrated. R-3 stands for (Kudo raises a finger for each word) Rebirth - Revolution - Respect. It is the culmination of the individual, the collective and the goal. If you're truly serious about R-3 then you need to first let go of any urge you have of destroying Jake Cheng. You don't enter R-3 with a goal in mind, R-3 IS the goal. R-3 will give you the strength and the guidance you need to prevail, but if you enter into it with Jake Cheng in mind, you're going to fail.
Jake Steele looks on intently without saying a word. He lets out a slight nod, and Kudo seems content with the silence. After a second, Kudo points towards the ARMADA flag mounted on the far wall of the locker room.
Kudo: When I go into the ring I wear that flag draped around my back and my shoulders. That flag represents the weight of the Armada and R-3 on me every time I step into the ring and wrestle. And this,
Kudo lifts his leg up and unties the R-3 ARMADA headband tied around his knee and shows it to Steele.
Kudo: With every knee strike I throw, I have entire weight of the Armada and R-3 in each blow. Wearing this bandana and the flag for meisn't a privilege, it is a responsibility.
Steele extends his hand at the bandana to take a closer look but Kudo pulls it back.
Kudo: Uh ah. If you aren't yet fully into R-3, the only time you'll feel this bandana is behind a Yakuza Knee. Consider yourself lucky.
Steele looks on at the band as Kudo places it down on the table in front of them.
Kudo: With all that said, let me explain to you as a fellow wrestler, and not as the ambassador of R-3 for a second, that Jake Cheng is no easy task. The man is a multi time light heavyweight champion here at ACW and he has earned them each time. Now on my path with the ACW Light Heavyweight title some time ago, I defended the belt against some of the toughest competition available: BK London, Victor "Latino" Laureano, and Scott Andrews. But the man that ended my only reign of the Light Heavyweight belt that I coveted so much was none other than Jake Cheng. If you're looking for the principles of R-3 to help you, you're going to have to devote yourself to it. If you do that, I guarantee you'll find the strength you'll need to face one of the most accomplished light heavyweights ACW has seen.
Steele: I'll be more than prepared, Kudo. From here on out, I will follow da' ways of R-3, and slowly work my way up, so I can properly master da' art of bein' a junior heavyweight. Cheng can speak of OCW, and how he gon' take over with brute force... but I can see it in his eyes dat' he hasn't fallen far from da' days where he went toe to toe with you, and won. In my mission to become International Champion, I do not plan to destroy, nor' expose Cheng, but I do plan to show him just why underestimatin' someone like myself is da' worst choice he could make, inside or outside of da' ring. Come Heatwave. Honor will be brought back to da' name of the Junior Heavyweight Division. I can assure ya' dat'. [/color]
Steele gets up from his seat, and extends his hand out to Kudo. Kudo looks at Steele's hand, before shaking it. The two share, for the first time ever a genuine moment of friendship as Steele says two words which used to be forbidden to him.
Steele: Thank You.[/color]
Kudo: Don't thank me... If R-3 gives you what you're looking for as a junior heavyweight, then you thank the principles by honoring them. That will be enough for me.
Steele begins walking towards the door.
Kudo: And hey...good luck.
Steele nods to Kudo, before taking a last look at the ARMADA flag on the wall. He heads out the door and begins walking off to confront Cheng.
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Post by BK London on Aug 14, 2008 16:12:56 GMT -5
Off My Back Credit: Jake n Jake As we return from commercial, the International Champion stands in the ring with aforementioned title on his shoulder. With a microphone in his right hand, it looks like Mr. Cheng has something to say. Jake: ACW, you have seen for the past two weeks that Jake Steele has been coming out to this ring to use his “International Cash Run” International Title shot. But at the last second, he pussies out, saying that “its not the right moment” or “gotcha” like he planned all this shit. I was lying motionless in the ring three days ago and Steele didn’t have the balls to come after me. So Steele why don’t you come on out here on let’s fight? Get this shit over with! The crowd cheers at the possibility of an unscheduled match, and also the thought that Jake Cheng could lose the title. Jake puts up arms up in mock guard position but then returns to normal. Jake: Oh wait, you can’t come out and fight me. Put the picture up on the Alphatron. Everyone in the audiance shifts their eyes up to the titantron, where they can see the International Cash Run briefcase. The picture zooms out and the ACW crowd can now see a pair of wires running to the briefcase. Jake: Hit it. As Jake’s voice trails off, an explosion occurs on the Alphatron. The briefcase is no more. When the crowd realizes what Jake has done, relentless booing occurs. Jake just smiles and pats the OCW International Title on his shoulder. Jake: Aw, sorry Steele, looks like- MONEY!
MONEY!
MONEY!
MONEY!
CAKE!
...I need da' cake...
The crowd goes ballistic as the anthem of Jake Steele, which is "Cake" by Lloyd Banks begins to blare over the speaker system. Cheng cracks a smirk, knowing this would happen, as he makes sure his OCW International Title is resting nicely on his shoulder. Before you know it, Steele steps out through the backstage curtains and the smoke that was piling up for him. Instead of a pissed off look, Steele looks rather calm, for a man who just lost his only shot to become International Champion. Cheng looks on, as he would have thought Steele would be coming out with a chair looking for revenge, but instead, he's purely calm. He walks down to the ring, as Cheng stares down at him and smiles. Steele smiles back before walking around the ring and grabbing a microphone from Phillip Jones. Steele takes a slow walk around the ring with his head down, before going back near the entrance ramp and stopping. Steele smirks and puts the microphone to his mouth. Steele: Congratulations Cheng.[/color] Cheng looks at Steele with slight more confusion, wondering to what Steele is talking about. Jake: And what are you congratulating me on?... Steele: Because once again, in your attempt ta' try and outsmart me... you've failed harda' den' you know.[/color] Jake: Really Steele. You make no sense. Just... get over it. You’ve lost. That briefcase that you used so often is destroyed. Steele snickers, before walking towards the ring apron while talking to Cheng, who's face begins to twist up in more confusion. Steele: Did ya' really think I was unaware of what you were doin'? ...[/color] Steele looks under the ring apron, he moves objects around until he reaches under and pulls out a black briefcase. Cheng's face turns into total shock, as Steele raises the briefcase into the air and he places it closer to his face smiling. Steele: Nah, you got me all wrong Cheng. I had dis' deep down feelin' dat' you would pull some shit like dis'.[/color] Jake: You son of a bitch! I destroyed your briefcase damnit, you're a liar! Cheng is beyond pissed off at Steele, as he paces back and forth in the ring. Steele just smiles as he puts the mic to his mouth. Steele: I'm gonna cut da' antics Cheng... it's time to set a date. You... Me... Heatwave.[/color] Jake: Sorry Steele, unlike you, I don’t date men. Once again the crowd goes berserk, even though they are sad they won’t get to see the superstar square off that night. Jake Steele gets in the ring and Jake Cheng stands his ground. The One Man Revolution walks up the Asian Extraordinaire and they get face to face...well as face to face as your can get with a four inch height difference. Steele backs up and couple of steps, keeping his eyes on Cheng. Then he ludges forward, briefcase level with Cheng’s head.
But you are going to have to be faster than that to beat the reflexes of an Asian. And then with acrobatics that would make the fourteen year old Chinese gymnasts looks like the Americans, the International Champion gets out of the ring and leaps into the crowd. Steele watches his opponent get away without giving chase. Why? Because his business isn’t done here.
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Post by BK London on Aug 14, 2008 16:13:47 GMT -5
Segment - You're Killing Me Credit - Zero The Co-Chairman of ACW, Jonathan Gingerdude is a very busy man, however, no matter how much paper work and stress he goes through to keep manage ACW on the top of its game, he always has time to make his presence known on live television. Backstage, we open up to the Chairman's office where we see him sitting behind his oak desk. Within a few seconds of the shot coming on the air, Jay Zero walks into the panorama of the camera. The crowd at ringside boos as the newly renovated Perfect Ten makes his way to have a chat with the Boss. While the Boss has a nice, dark gray suit on -- Zero is seen casually wearing blue jeans and a black, tight fitted T-Shirt. He walks over towards the desk with a stern look on his face, ready to do business.Gingerdude :: Ah. Jay Zero! And to what do I have the honor of today? Zero slowly comes to a halt, leaning on the desk with both arms extended in order to keep him propped up. For a second, he doesn't respond. Gingerdude :: Let me guess! Some bugger has ticked you off and you're demanding me to book a match! Is that about right? Zero :: In a sense.... Yes. [/color][/center] Ginger shuffles a couple of things out of his way and then leans back in his leather office chair.Gingerdude :: Ahh! Of course! So what's wrong this time? Zero :: Ginger cut the shit! You know why I'm here! [/color][/center] Well then. It looks like Zero is in no mood to play games with Ginger.Zero :: You know it! BK knows it! The entire wrestling World knows it! I want a Heavyweight Title shot! [/color][/center] Completely serious and completely determined, Zero stares into the eyes of the Co-Chairman and slowly begins to smile. Ginger looks at him, not entirely sure what to say. So instead, he takes a deep breath.Zero :: Look! Russo pretty much stole the title away from you Ging! He's trying to kill YOUR company and he's promoting YOUR titles as OCW ones! What the hell do you have to lose? [/color][/center] Ginger moves his eyes away from Zero, thinking about it.Zero :: So what d'ya say Ging? How about you give me a shot -- and Jay Zero can save ACW! [/color] [/center] Gingerdude :: Alright. What?! Oh wait, he's not finished. He sits up, moving towards the edge of his seat.Gingerdude :: Listen. ACW doesn't need to be saved! And as far as I remember, I gave you your shot Jay! It's not my fault you didn't act on it! Zero :: Yeah and you gave the SAME exact shot to Red! He was the first one out of the goddamn match and now HE gets a title shot tonight?! [/color][/center] Gingerdude :: True. But he earned it! Jay throws his arms up and flails them, sighing and rolling his eyes.Zero :: My ass! [/color][/center] Gingerdude :: Excuse me? Zero :: He earned it - my ass, Ginger! He "earned" it by an interference from Senator! He "earned" it by committing an act of theft and burglary! You want me to go around stealing shit Ginger?! Cause if that's what "earning" it is, then fuck, I've been doing EVERYTHING wrong! [/color][/center] Gingerdude :: Calm down! No! I don't want to go around stealing things! That's absurd! Zero :: Then what the hell do you want from me?! [/color][/center] Ginger sighs.Gingerdude :: Look. You had your shot, -and Scott came out on top. If you want another chance, you need to do something to make me believe you're ready for it. Zero :: So you're pretty much telling me to -- "earn" it? [/color][/center] Gingerdude :: Well...yes! Zero :: Ugh! Are....GRAAAH! [/color][/center] Zero slams his fists down onto the desk.Zero :: WHAT ELSE DO YOU WANT FROM ME GINGER?! [/color][/center] Gingerdude :: Well crushing Gary and bitch slapping Scott Andrews isn't going to do it for me Jay! But, -- look! Seeing as how Red does have a World Title match tonight, it would look kind of good if you could maybe... I don't know! Prove to me that you can make an impact! Catch my drift? Zero looks into Gingers eyes, and raises an eyebrow.Zero :: You want me to get involved? [/color][/center] Gingerdude :: That's not what I'm saying! If you happen to take it that way, then there's nothing I can do about it! But, until you can show to me that you can indeed be able to go toe to toe with BK London, I'm sorry. There's no title shot. Do you understand me, Jay? Jay looks into the eyes of the Chairman. Is he really telling him to interfere? Zero :: ...Yeah...Yeah I get ya Ging. [/color][/center] Gingerdude :: Good! Well! I have some work to take care of! And well...heh, you have a match to get ready for now, don't you? Ginger smiles wide as Jay rolls his tongue around inside of his mouth.Zero :: I guess I do... [/color][/center] With this shot between Gingerdude and Jay Zero, we can only be left wondering exactly - what WILL Jay do to get his title shot? Is he willing to help the Chairman "cheat" and crown a new Heavyweight Champion in Mr. Red? Will this even guarantee him a World title shot? Either way, things are looking to get even more interesting here tonight...
The scene fades out.
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Post by BK London on Aug 14, 2008 16:19:57 GMT -5
Segment: Dueling Legacies (Credit: BK, Senator)
As the show returns from the commercials, Hail to the Chief is heard over the PA system, to the surprise of the fans, as Senator Steve Phillips heads down to the ring, suit clad, microphone in hand.
The Senator: Well, well, well, what a difference one week makes! OCW, quite the intimidating group, running some four or five members strong at last count, and wielding half the power of ACW’s corporate structure, a group one would believe to be nigh unstoppable, yet, this old man, this lone wolf somehow sent it on the run! I intentionally made sure that the Capitalists were not even in the building for the night, as my intentions were to send a very direct message: Senator Steve Phillips, even alone, is not a man to be trifled with!
The crowd applauds the strong words, while Senator Phillips, a defiant look on his face, waits for the roar to diminish before continuing.
Senator: Yes, the Senatorial Stable had a bit of a splintering, but it was bound to happen. Even so, I still wish my former teammates the best of wishes in their ACW careers, and I still have a few tricks up my sleeve. OCW might have the numbers advantage at this point, but when it is all said and done, I will take their membership down to nothing! And you can rest assured, that definitely includes the man behind the scenes, none other than Mr. Stephan Russo!
Another cheer breaks out from the audience, one that is decidedly cut short, as “Hello Goodbye” sounds across the Arena, signaling the arrival of OCW, or to be more precise, the entrance of the OCW World Heavyweight Champion, BK London. London, holding his own microphone, remains at the top of the entranceway, as he speaks to Phillips.
BK London: The same ol' song and dance again Senator? For the love of god, can't you just retire and move along? Can't you just hang up those boots and return to your famous political life? But you know what? It's all coming together now. Yeah, Henry McKaye was absolutely right, you're not in it for the love of the sport. You hardly show up at all if there's some big rally going on in D.C. you need to attend. You're just here, on world wide television, to garner yourself some votes - yes, the cat is out the bag Phillips. You know full well that if you weren't running any campaign, you would've very well retired long ago - but that's not the only reason why? Isn't it? The fact of the matter is that you're jealous of me. Since the first time you stepped foot in ACW, you and eye haven't seen eye to eye - but I've always been a lot more accomplished than you. And it eats you up inside. How can a man nearly half your age be so successful in a short amount of time? You have yet to realize why, but every year or so your jealousy keeps manifesting itself and you come after me - whether I'm in the title scene or not.
Senator: Excuse me? Jealous? I have accomplished nearly everything I have ever set out to do in ACW, and unlike you, Mr. London, I have been well satisfied how the company is today, I am not the one trying to wrest power from Chairman Gingerdude, whether if I agree or disagree with him, he runs a company well. I am not the one attempting to change ACW into something that it will never comfortably become, and I am not the one who is attempting to hijack the company for the sake of personal insecurity…
BK London: Save me the rhetoric, politician! You know damned well that your legacy will never match mine, that your single insignificant title victory will never begin to match up in the record books with my three glorious reigns! And why? Because I am the best of the best. Whether these people want to admit it or not, I am the reason they watch Monday Night Warfare, Thursday Night Meltdown, whatever PPV thats on - or any appearances I make out of ACW. I'm the one with the matches illegally downloaded online or the most views on youtube. I'm the one who the news reports are always talking about. Whether you want to admit it or not, it wasn't Alicia Kitsune or Victor Laureano that made ACW - it was BK London that made ACW what it is today. And it is BK London that is going to make OCW the driving force in all of wrestling..
Senator: An old wit once said that “it ain’t braggin if you can do it.” As such, if you wish to wax poetic on your standing in ACW history, all you need to do is to beat me, with that title on the line. The pundits like to say that I am the best technical wrestler in the company, and one of the toughest guys around to put away. Seems to me, that makes me a benchmark. And all legacies are proven against pre-existing standards. Show me, nay, show these fans, nix that, show the entire world that you are the premiere wrestler in this company, and defeat me. If I am as weak as you seem to suggest, if I am a doddering old man who is one step from retirement, then pad your reign with an easy mid-month title defense!
BK London: The best technical wrestler? I am the best wrestlers BY FAR in ACW history - and no one, NO ONE can touch me in the ring. So you talk about wanting a title shot? You want to go head to head with the best Senator, is that what you're telling me? Huh? With the OCW Heavyweight Champion on the line?
Senator: Correct.
BK London: Well my answer is....nah.
To the astonishment of the crowd, BK merely tosses the microphone to an ACW employee, and walks backstage. Phillips, with equal fury and amusement, shakes his head, as the camera leads to the…
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Post by BK London on Aug 14, 2008 16:22:03 GMT -5
Segment: Diamond in the Rough Credit: Wayde Russeller 8/14/2008-11:00AM A yellow and purple, the New Upper Echelon colors, camaro is seen driving through the high way towards the arena. The car is speeding pretty quick as the camera goes inside to the image of Wayde Russeller singing along to the radio that is playing "Sweet Home Alabama". As the song wraps up Wayde sits back smiling. He enjoys the feel of his long hair blowing in the wind. He looks out the window to an awesome view of some wide open land with green grass. He turns back to the road and their is a person hitch hiking to close to the street. He gets nervous and swerves out of the way. SCCCCRREEEEEEECHHHHH The car goes into the other lane and then back before do a 360. Thinking he made it out alright Wayde wipes the sweat from his head. Just then the car makes some noises...Puutttt.Puff Pshhhh BOOF With that the car dies out just as Wayde gets the car off to the side.Wayde: FUCK!He slams the steering wheel and kicks the door open and goes to the side of the road and sits down. He tries to make a call but he can't get a signal. He tries again to no avail when he hears the sound of feet running up to his car and a female voice..: Oh My God are you ok??? I am SOO sorry!Wayde: Its fine sweet heart just don't play in the road anymore. Now I'm gonna be late to my show.: I'm actually handy with cars if you want me to take a look.Wayde: No its fine, as soon as I get my phone working I'll call Triple A. The girl walks to the front and pops the hood any way and starts looking underneath. : I'll just take a quick look. Your not gonna get any service hereWayde: I said its ok! Jeez do........Wayde finally looks up at the female hitch hiker. He instantaneously jumps to his feet and falls speechless. The girl hung over the hood of his car is a slender girl wearing a cut off pink top and tight jeans that bring out the perfect curves of her body. Her long wavy brunette hair is blowing in the wind with just a strand falling over her face. Her lips are not too big and not too small with a light cover of lip gloss. : You were saying?Wayde: Umm I mean if you want to take a look. I'm sorry about my manners. My name is.....: Wayde Russeller. I know, I am a huge ACW fan.Wayde: Well thats good to know. Whats your name?: Diamond. Diamond FoxWayde: Diamond, thats a beautiful name.Diamond: Well thank you. You want to try your car now?Wayde jumps in the front and turns the key. It sputters for a second before turning on. WOW! A beautiful girl who can fix his car.Wayde: Wow thank you. Do you need a lift?Diamond: I was actually heading towards the arena if you don't mind. I got tickets up top, nose bleeds.Wayde: Well I will drive you AND hook you up with FRONT ROW tickets, how about that?Diamond: Not bad, and all I had to do was almost kill you. Just one question...didn't your mom ever tell you not to pick up strangers? A lot of horror movies start like that.Wayde: Yeah......but so do a lot porn moviesWayde winks and Diamond chuckles. They jump in the car and head to the arena. What a way for the day to start.Fade
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Post by BK London on Aug 14, 2008 16:22:55 GMT -5
A Pissing Match Credit: Jake Cheng and Dan White Backstage in the ACW Arena, Jake Cheng walks quickly, constantly turning his head to look behind him as he clenches onto the briefcase in his right hand until his knuckles turn white. He uses his left hand to keep his OCW International Title on his left shoulder. He turns another unimportant corner, trying simply to make it to the Omega locker room. He can see the door, but there is an obstacle in his way. His opponent for the night, Dan White, stands in between him and the door to Stephan Russo’s office. Jake slows his pace so that Dan is not suspicious, but there is still a question about the Money In The Bank briefcase...Dan: Cheng. Jake: White. It is now that Jake notices the “ACW World Title” around Dan White waist, but it is obvious that Dan’s belt is a fake. But Dan won’t admit that, now will he?Jake: You know you don’t have to wear that piece of plastic around anymore, right? We got your point, but BK’s title and my title are still part of ACW, although they may no longer say those letter. So you can give your little charade up and return those belts back to the gift store where you got them. Dan: Oh piss off, stop talking out of your, or rather BK's arse. You know damn well you're only here to speak for BK, because your great king is too busy getting his little worker bees buzzing about the place, making sure that he's completing his "long lost task" of bringing ACW down from the inside. Oh what fun! Can I join you? Dan sarcastically smiles at the end of his little speech, and Jake looks less than happy, but before he can respond, Dan continues in a more serious tone.Dan: Seriously, in all honesty, you guys have no idea what this title is. It's not about making a point, or anything daft like that. When the current World Title was being created, this belt was made as well. Mainly for a rainy day, whenever some lunatic may have decided to smash the title, or some klutz might have lost it. It has the exact same face value as the current "OCW" World Title, and the way BK is treating his belt, the one I'm carrying has a lot more prestige. Jake: ...do you hear yourself when you speak? What kind of conspiracy is this? ACW made a back up title incase one goes away? I mean, that makes no sense. And you know what makes less sense? That they would give the “backup title” to you! Not the number one contender, not the man who won the seven deadly sins match, lets give it to Dan Fucking White. Are you fucking drunk? Wait, don’t answer that. Dan, that is a replica belt with your name engraved on it. You aren’t high and mighty. You aren’t the king of the world. And you definetly are not World Heavyweight Champion. Odds are, you’ll never be one. So if you don’t mind me, I’m going to leave. See you in the ring tonight, and you will get to see a real champion. Jake goes to walk past Dan, but Dan grabs his shoulder, and prevents him going any further. He gets right up in Jake's face, smirking.Dan: Don't smart-lip me for a second, boyo. You know fine well that once the Revolution is complete, you and your team mates are gonna be running for the exit door quicker than a jackel. So just watch it. Jake: Whatever. Jake walks beyond Dan, who smirks as he claims about this "revolution" once again. I mean sure, he's friends with Snake, but does this mean Snake's "Revolution" is going to grow in further? Or not? Maybe....hmm.
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Post by BK London on Aug 14, 2008 16:24:13 GMT -5
Match 4: Dan White vs. Jake Cheng (Credit: Jay Zero) JAKE CHENG Height: 5' 9" Weight: 215 lbs Hometown: Hong Kong, China ---------------------- DAN WHITE Height: 6' 2" Weight: 240 lbs Hometown: Cardiff, Wales Entrance :: Both men make their way out to the ring no problem. Dan makes his way out first to the music of The Sex Pistols and "Anarchy in the U.K." The one-half of the ACW Tag Team Champions Whitesnake and now self proclaimed "ACW Heavyweight Champion" makes his way out to a nice light show while clapping his hands. He has both titles over each shoulder - even if one of them has no meaning. Upon Dan getting settled in the ring, the fans do a total 180, as they now begin to boo when "Crisis" by Alexisonfire hits and the International Champion Jake Cheng makes his way out. He slips into the ring and hands the ref his championship gold as he brings all three titles over towards the time keeper and calls for the opening bell. Ding Ding Ding Match Opening :: The match starts off with light grappling, each men fighting to over power and gain control. Grappling leads to strikes exchanged between the two until Dan White overpowers Jake and shoves him into a headlock. Dan is whipped into the ropes but powers Jake Cheng down with a shoulder block. A little bit later Dan hits a face first DDT and covers, only to get a two count. Knowing that wasn't going to be all it would take to put away the International Champ, Dan lifts Jake up going for a slingshot gutbuster, however Jake distributes his weight so that he lands on the apron and drops down, guillotining Dan White on the top rope. Dan stumbled back and was met with a springboard clothesline just afterwards. Turning Point: Since the beginning, the control of the match switched several times with little wear down moves and strikes exchanged. After a small series of reversals, Dan was able to hit his reverse DDT to neckbreaker. But --Mainly, Jake held control for a bit longer, taking Dan down with Satellite Headscissors and even hitting a Shining Enziguri on Dan, but not being able to put him away for the three count. Now, we see Jake deliver a big toe kick to the gut of Dan White. As Dan doubles over, Jake clubs his back and quickly executes a high impact knee lift. As Dan stumbles back holding his jaw in pain, Jake sees this as an opportunity. As Dan is pacing back, Jake runs towards the ropes. He handsprings off and as his legs hit the top rope, they spring back, gaining more momentum. Dan is now just turning around -- just in time to avoid this Choose Your Fate handspring kick! As Jake goes crashing to the ground, Dan has begun running into the ropes! Just as Jake surfaces, he is met by a leaping face kick which Dan calls the Brighton Rock! Match Conclusion :: At this point, ever since the devastating Brighton Rock, Dan has held the control of the match. He has had the chance to pin Cheng after said kick, but instead, he rather put a little more pain into the champ - proving he deserves to be where he is today. However, this may have been a stupid decision. As this match continues, Jake slowly starts to regain his energy, while Dan begins to lose his. Looking for a clothesline, Dan misses when Jake ducks under and then is immediately hit with a roundhouse kick to the back of the head! As Dan stumbles forward, Jake runs towards the ropes, flipping out and then back into the ring, sprinting towards Dan and hitting him with a rope assisted lariat called No Easy Way Out! The crowd boos as Jake gains his momentum back, lifting Dan to his feet. He kicks Dan in the gut and looks for an easy way out for him! He grabs Dan's head and rests it on his right shoulder and he faces the turnbuckle and runs at it. He kicks off the second and then top turnbuckle, looking for his "Last Resort" aka Sliced Bread #2 but Dan will have no part of it. As Jake goes vertical and is back flipping in midair, Dan rotates his body around - catching Jake Cheng on the way down and flipping him right into a Stunt Bomb! For the International Champion, this one is over! 1-2-3! Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Winner of this contest by pinfall :: Dan White
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Post by BK London on Aug 14, 2008 16:25:09 GMT -5
Segment: Oooh Thunder Train You're So Misguided Oooh (Credit: Train)
The scene opens up into a mall. Its fairly noisy there with many people walking around, coming in and out of stores, going up and down escalators (I used to be so freaked out by those things >_>). In one part of the mall there is a table set up with a sign hanging off the front that says "THUNDER TRAIN" on it. And, unlike Virgil, there are actually people waiting in line to see Thunder Train. The crowd patiently waits then Gourmet Race plays off a couple speakers near the table. The crowd cheers as Thunder Train walks out from a Subway. He has a 5 dollar foot long and eats it all at once (Insert joke here). He sits down at the table and gets ready to sign some autographs.
Thunder Train: Who wants some things signed?
Teenager: Oh me! I do! Here, sign my "Best of Thunder Train in ROH" DVD. And this t-shirt, and this CD.
And so it begins. Train starts singing things from about 50 people and everything is going good. He even tries to sign peoples sandwiches, but he ends up eating them instead. For the younger kids that ask for autographs, he gives them a book called "The Little Train That Could...Eat: How to Beat Anorexia." However, not everything can go perfectly as three men walk up decked out in old Thunderkiss shirts. Train had a feeling this was going to happen and stays calm.
Train: Hey there gentlemen, what can I sign for you?
Man 1: You can sing this "Get Thunder Train Out of ACW" petition.
Man 2: Yeah, thats right. You have caused nothing but trouble since you came to ACW. You're the reason Thunderkiss changed on us!
Man 3: Yeah! Now we want you out before you cause any more trouble.
Man 2: I read on the internet that ACW is trying to have you replace Thunderkiss! And it begins with all this bullshit! Books, CD's, you're just a lame Thunderkiss rip off!
Thunder Train: Excuse me? Thunderkiss did vibrators and energy drinks! What I'm doing is good, clean fun. Reading iz good 4 u!
Man 1: *Groans* Oh man, not only is he a Thunderkiss rip off, hes a pansy as well!
Thunder Train: Listen, I don't want anything to start, if you don't like me then just leave. Nobody is forcing you to stay here.
Man 3: ITS THE PRINCIPAL OF IT! If we don't stop you now, what's ACW going to become? Full of people that are too nice! There will be nothing that pushes the envelope into something extreme!
Thunder Train: Guys, come on. There are children here that don't need to hear this. Now please just go away--
Man 1: YOU KILLED THUNDERKISS!
Thunder Train: THATS IT!!!!
Train stands up and towers over the three men. He has a killer's look on his face and picks up one of the men and throws him across the mall. The man goes flying through the glass of an elevator going up. The people inside shriek and the man falls back out of the window and goes into a pool, full of spare change. He picks up the second one next and throws him into the air, and catches him on his shoulders. He them OM NOM BOMBs him through the autograph table, the man seems to be knocked out and doesn't move at all.
The final man stands there. He figures the only way he could get Train would be to attack him first, he throws a punch, but Train just blows it off and turns his head to the left.
Thunder Train: I have a special plan for you my friend. Kids, you might want to look away.
Train lifts the person above his head and opens his mouth. He lowers the man closer to his face then the camera blanks out for a second. When it returns we see nothing. The man has disappeared, but Train coughs up a shoe and quickly throws it away.
Thunder Train: Ladies and gentlemen, I am deeply sorry at what just happened. If you would like, please go to any food store that you like and put whatever you order on my tab. Once again, I'm sorry for the disturbance.
The crowd stands there, kinda shocked at what they just saw. Train walks off, stepping over the man that he just destroyed through the table. Kids are scarred for life after this incident and the mall security has no idea how to handle this situation. Train showed a much darker side here and shows once more why you should never make the Train angry...or hungry...
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Post by BK London on Aug 14, 2008 16:25:29 GMT -5
Segment: “Kudoken: The Exclusive” (Credit: Kudo) The #1 (official) Kudo Yasuda fan website famous for covering Kudo’s excursion in Canada has a long awaited surprise for fans. Kudoken is proud to present its first big interview with Kudo since his victory at the Super J Crown tournament back in 2007. And we come back to our faithful fans with not just a regular report on Kudo, but a video package! Enjoy.--- Your friendly neighborhood “Hooligan”[Video] A Day in the Life of Kudo Yasuda (Monday, August 11 2008):The video opens up in a dark bedroom as Kudo suddenly throws off the covers and gets into a sitting position where he rubs his eyes and takes a minute to actually “wake up.” He takes a look at the clock and with a smile shows it to the camera.Kudo: 5 o’clock on the button. Who needs an alarm clock? I’ve been doing this for years.Kudo (voiceover): I wake up at 5 because of routine. When I was trained as a kid in Japan I had to be up by a certain time or there were severe punishments. I guess I kind of just took that away and so now if I ever fail to wake up, that’s my own fault and I’m punished for it by being late. It’s a little more incentive to get up on time every day.Kudo rolls out of bed, seemingly unphased by the awkwardness of having a cameraman filming him sleeping, but that’s beside the point. Kudo heads into the bathroom and splashes water in his face and pushes the cameraman out for second as he pees.Kudo (behind the door): You wanted to see my daily routine, well the day starts off right here in this toilet bowl.The camera man waits patiently and the next few shots are of Kudo brushing his teeth and taking a shower before heading back out to the living room area. He now has a fitted R-3 t-shirt on with track pants and checks his calendar, riddled with yellow post-its. Kudo: Now these little notes, that was Albright’s idea to get me more organized. As you can see, I’ve basically made a mess out of them. I’m aware of the irony.Kudo snacks on a couple of power bars throughout the process. Kudo: I usually have time to make something to eat, but today with your cameras and stuff I’m running a little late.Kudo finishes his bar and packs some things into a black duffel bag and heads out the door into a silver car. The next scene is of Kudo driving with the camera on him on the passenger side.Kudo (periodically talking and looking at the road): Right now it’s about 10 to 6 and I’m headed to the gym to get warmed up for the rest of the day.Interviewer: The gym is just a warmup?Kudo: Routine…The next shot is of Kudo outside the gym; running outside the gym that is, with other shots of him lifting weights on machines.Kudo (voiceover): I usually warm up with a couple of laps around the gym before I actually go in. Some people do the treadmills or whatever, but I like being outside. Once I’m in the gym, I do a couple of light weights just to get the body used to the resistance and pretty soon I’m back in the car and off to the 2nd gym.Interviewer (voiceover): You head off to another gym?Kudo (voiceover): Yeah it’s really more of a training dojo type thing. We train technique and skills there rather than raw strength. Albright helped fund it, and a lot of times there will be some of the new students getting there the same time I do. I used to always be the first one there, but I think there’s a bit of a competitive edge now between them, so they try and beat each other there.Various shots of Kudo and the other students working mat skills in the ring starts to play.Kudo (voiceover): We do all kinds of regiments here, but today we’re focusing on mat work. I try to instill the importance of it to the rest of the guys from my experience. Too many of them rely on high flying to impress the fans or whatever, but that’s not what I’m about or what a junior heavyweight should be about. It’s about impressing fans through hard work and displaying what your strengths are and doing what you need to do to be successful, honorably. Strong mat work is used for taking on competitors of all sizes. With heavyweights trying to keep things down on the ground, it’s absolutely essential for junior heavyweights to be able to match their skills and overcome size.Interviewer: So is mat training your favorite training session?Kudo: Of course not! Sunday striking day is my favorite. (Kudo says this with a smile) There’s nothing like kicking with everything you’ve got behind each strike.Interviewer (voiceover): Sunday striking day, you make it sound like a holiday or something, heh. So after all of that what do you do?Kudo (voiceover): Usually I grab something to eat with the guys and then head back to the gym and watch the other guys train. Since today is a show day, I try not to over exert myself and stop the really physical stuff and just help out the other guys. We’ve actually developed quite a bit of camaraderie. I think Albright’s choice of having no set master was a good idea to some extent. Everyone is willing to help each other just like junior heavyweights training with me should be doing.The next scene is of Kudo inside of his car again.Kudo: Now I’m headed to the ACW arena to try and get there a bit early like I usually do. Sometimes there are fans around and I’ll sign a few autographs if they want them. Otherwise I’m usually in the building and suiting up.Kudo steps out of his car and crosses paths with a few fans that he stops to take pictures with. In the background you can hear the shrill shriek of a teenage girl: "KUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUDO!"
Kudo and other fans turn their heads to try and find the person, but to no avail.Kudo (whispering to the camera): That screaming fangirl is always around and yet, never around. I've seen her once with my own eyes. Some people tell me she's a figment of my imagination, but when they hear the shrieks, they know better. She's painfully shy but I do appreciate her being out there. Even in the most heated moments in the ring, I can hear that girl from the crowd. It’s a bit embarrassing but also an inspiration sometimes. I think the screaming fangirl must be a Japanese thing...and a Jeff Hardy thing.Kudo heads into the building and into his locker room where he shuts out the cameraman.Kudo: I’m heading into my locker room now to get suited up and to do a few prematch rituals. So sorry but you guys are going to have to leave me alone for a bit.The next shots are of Kudo’s match with The Zombie and Macho Libre and various shots of cheering fans after the victory until it cuts back to Kudo backstage.Kudo: So the show’s over, I finished my match for tonight, and all that’s left is to enjoy the rest of my night. So thanks for the support guys, but I think I’m getting a bit camera sick now so I’ll have to part with your cameraman here to get a ride of his own.Kudo gives a peace sign and starts on his way down the sidewalk as the camera fades out.[End] We’d like to thank Kudo for letting us follow him for the entire day and filming a day in his life. I hope you guys enjoyed it and stay connected here at Kudoken for more news and discussion on the R-3 Prodigy, Mr. K.O., Kudo Yasuda.---“ Hooligan”
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Post by BK London on Aug 14, 2008 16:26:59 GMT -5
Match 5: G-Unit vs. The Road Steelers – Number 1 Contender Tag Team Tables Match (Credit: Dan White)
We fade in, and G-Unit and The Road Steelers are already in the ring. Philip is about to announce the match, and the crowd are hot for the tables match.
Philip: The following match is a tables match! The first man to be put through a table be the opposition will lose the match for their team! To my left, weighing at a combined weight of 594 lbs...Thunder Train and Jake Steele, the Road Steelers!
Huge jeers for the team, as they show off to the crowd.
Philip: And to my right, weighing at a combined weight of 508 lbs...Jonny Spade and Gooey Garth, G-Unit!
Massive cheers from the crowd as they throw their arms up. We then hear a pair of familiar voices.
Rattlesnake: Heyhey ACW. We're Whitesnake, your tag team champions, and guest commentators for this match! Dan: Ginger said we'd be stripped of the belts if we interfered, but we just had to get in on this match somehow!
Bell rings
The appeal of a tables match, especially on a TV show is somewhat rare in the much gimmickly-reduced ACW nowadays, so the fans are particularly hot, as G-Unit and the Road Steelers rush out of their corner. Gooey takes on Train, as Steele and Jonny begin the fight. Gooey and Train's battle immediately goes towards a corner where the two, being the bigger two in the fight, almost predictably begin to engage in a punching fight. Steele and Jonny meanwhile fight with a lot more flow and diversity. Spade whips Steele to the ropes, but Steele flies back with a leaping Spinning Heel Kick. The two are quick to his feet – Jonny albeit more groggy – and they lock up. Steele is sent to the ropes again, and this time Jonny makes him pay for the kick before, launching Steele into a Flapjack. Jonny looks to the crowd and tries to encourage them, and they respond with loud cheers. Steele is back to his feet, and the duo lock up again. Steele shoves Jonny back and hits a calf kick, which connects with Jonny's midsection. He doubles over slightly, but manages to evade the intended elbow to the neck, grabbing the arm and locking him into an arm wrench.
Dan: Oh look, an arm drag. That's pretty amateur.
Rattlesnake: Arm wrench, actually. But what do we know? We're only the ACW World Tag Team Champions...
Snake and Dan's discouraging comments on their opponents obviously don't fall on their ears, but it certainly wouldn't have made any amnesties amongst the three times anyways. The battle between Gooey and Train is interesting, with Train using his vast weight to get the upper hand. He's fought Gooey into the corner, and barrages him with a number of downward slaps to the chest. Each one leaves an imprint of his hand on Gooey's chest, and each hit sends Gooey back into the turnbuckle each time. But Jonny is soon to come to his partner's rescue. He took Steele down with a reverse DDT following that arm wrench, and with Steele on the floor, he rushes over to Gooey's corner. He spins Train around and throws a couple of punches, but Train responds with a hard knee to the chest, and then a Hard Scoop Slam. He turns back around, but Gooey rushes towards him and fires a flying clothesline. Yet the only person to hit the floor is him, and Train remains on his feet, adding insult to injury by dropping a leg drop on Gooey's back, shaking the ring with the ultimate fury of doom as he lands.
Dan: Bloody Christ....what a fat bastard! Rattlesnake: Yeah, that's just gross, man. Did you see his body ripple as he planted Gooey? That's just disgusting. We don't need that in ACW. I mean, think of the children...
Train picks himself up, and lifts Steele to his feet, who is recovering after the reverse DDT. The duo begin to talk, discussing what to do now, with the G-Unit members currently on the floor. They ponder the tables, almost for a second looking like they're heading out the ring. But instead they turn around, towards G-Unit, and the fans launch into a chorus of jeers, having anticipated the presence of tables in the ring. But they would rather choose to wear down the former multiple champions, especially when there's still risks involved (with the first person through a table resulting in the end of the match). Steele lifts Gooey up, and boots him in the midsection, with Train doing the same to Jonny. Steele hits the ropes, but to his surprise, Gooey throws him over his head. Train then runs at Jonny, but Jonny quickly stands upright, shuffling to one side, and the G-Unit duo plant Train with a huge Double Spinebuster. The move takes the former Entertainment champion down, but it affects the backs of G-Unit. But Jonny and Gooey look up at the crowds, before shooing them away and turning to the Road Steelers. The crowd jeers, hoping they were going for the tables, and they turn to cheers as they shoo their hands again, and exit the ring. But our guest commentators don't sound too excited.
Dan: So Snake, who do you think will come out as number one in the Olympics medal chart? Rattlesnake: I dunno, Dan. I mean China look strong, but the US will storm the track and field
G-Unit are out the ring and the crowd are egging them on as they take a table, setting it up on the outside of the ring closest to the ramp. They then go to the ring apron, pulling it open and pulling out a table. They chuck it into the ring, where Steele and Train are just recovering. G-Unit enter the ring, and Gooey takes the table, setting it up in the corner. Jonny goes to fire a punch towards Train, but Train ducks it and fires a discuss elbow to the head. It's enough to make Jonny loopy, and he stumbles towards Steele, who plants the Broken Legacy (Running Flip-Over Neckbreaker). With Jonny now out of action, it's up to Gooey to fend off the Road Steelers, and the odds in his favour appear pretty bleak. But he breathes in deeply, and prepares to fight. He runs towards the two...and immediately falls victim to a Double Suplex, so his first move wasn't such a clever one. Train lifts him up, and the Road Steelers hit him with a Double Clothesline that nearly decapitates the former Junior champion. Steele the lifts Gooey up, resting him on the table. Train goes to the other side of the ring, lets out an almighty roar, and charges towards Gooey. But Gooey dives out the way at the last minute, and Train crashes straight into the table, much to the cheers of the crowd.
Dan: Nice reversal by Gooey! Not the end of the match though. Rattlesnake: Indeed. You have to be put through a table, not put yourself through a table. Dan: How dull.
With Train smashed up through the table, Gooey hits the ropes and towards Steele, taking him down with a swinging neckbreaker. All four men are pretty knackered now, it's fair to say, but Gooey and Jonny again are the two men who are on their feet. They exit the ring again, and take out another table from under the ring, throwing it into the ring. They re-enter, but before they can set the chair up, Train leaves the table-smashed turnbuckle and tries to take the pair of them on at the same time. It becomes a battle he's quickly losing, only throwing one punch for each punch G-Unit fire on him. They attempt to Irish Whip him, and it works, but they both receive a clothesline for their troubles. Train is now the only man standing, and lets out a roar, before lifting up the table and setting it up. He places it next to one of the turnbuckle opposite the one he crashed into, and turns back around, where the remaining three men are stirring and slowly coming up onto their feet. Our guest commentary team are predictably excited about the match, as are the crowd:
Rattlesnake: HOLY SHIT Dan: What?! Rattlesnake: I think i left the iron on at home Dan: D:
Train chooses to pick Gooey up, and he throws Gooey into the turnbuckle nearest the table. Gooey manages to duck the first punch, and now Train is in the turnbuckle, and Gooey hands out the punishment. This leaves Jonny and Steele, and Steele forces Jonny into the turnbuckle, throwing a few punches, in an attempt to work him down. Gooey then tries to go the brave, and manages to lift Train up. The fans begin to get loud as he lifts Train onto the top rope, resting him on it. At the same time, Steele does the same to Jonny, lifting him onto the top rope, and looks to perform a move to the table on the outside of the ring, and the match really begins to heat up. Gooey starts to climb the turnbuckle, and hooks the arm of Train. But Train uses his free hand to punch Gooey in the kidney, and one is enough to force him off, and also forces him to double over. Train then leans over and grabs Gooey, lifting him up with sheer force, into a Powerbomb position, and Gooey's eyes widen as he realises what's happening. Train though needs to spend a couple of moments trying to balance Gooey, as the commentary team take over.
Dan: Wow, looks like it's the Road Steelers on Monday! Rattlesnake: Damn, that's gonna hurt...
At the same time, Steele lifts up onto the top rope, but Jonny catches him around the midsection...Train balance Gooey and leaps himself into a Sitdown Powerbomb, right as Jonny leaps into the Silver Spade, outside of the ring...and amazingly, all four men crash into the table at the same time, and the bell rings.
Dan: Holy hell, who the hell wins?!
The crowd are still going mental for the double move, with all four men pretty much knocked flat out, and not moving in the table debris. Dan and Snake are pretty clueless, and they don't know what the result was, or who they'll be facing at next Monday's Warfare. But their questions are soon to be answered, when they hear that familiar voice of the Co-Chairman Gingerdude.
Gingerdude: Hold on, everybody. Before we get the replays playing over and over, something needs to be settled. As far as I'm concerned, this match is a draw. Both men were put through the table at the same time, and in turn, both teams lost and won at the same time. What I will do though, is instead of allowing Whitesnake to get away with not making a title defence, I'm going to make it a three way match for the title, next Monday!
The fans cheer, and Whitesnake look surprised, but not angry, as the Chairman makes his exit.
Dan: Well that's it folks! Witness the public execution of two of ACW's overrated Tag Teams! Rattlesnake: Tune in this Monday to watch it!
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Post by BK London on Aug 14, 2008 16:28:07 GMT -5
Escape from ACW General Danny Mainer We’re on set of ACW Island General Hospital where the dregs of society in their unfortunate accidents are carted off on stretchers. Of course, after last week’s attack our no-nonsense ball buster ANTHRAX has been hospitalised due to ‘Humanity’s Last Hope’ Silencio. After being clubbed with a baseball bat repeatedly and then locked in a trash-filled dumpster and left to die for 2 days. ANTHRAX has seen better times but he’s not discouraged and is in fact making a very healthy recovery. Lying in bed with a magazine on the side table next to him, with a brief-case at the bottom of his bed in an Accidents and Emergency ward of ACW General Hospital is of course, our main man ANTHRAX. ANTHRAX is pretending to be asleep and it’s quite late at night on the Thursday Night. A nurse makes the rounds making sure everyone is comfortable and when she gets to ANTHRAX, she draws a check on her clipboard and then walks along to the next aisle. ANTHRAX although with closed-eyes is using his refined senses to trace where the nurse is walking. He’s already worked out she’s taking a register which benefits him greatly as it’ll give him about 6 hours to get out of dodge once he’s completed his master plan. After a traumatizing minute or so of waiting for the nurse to leave, he’s put at ease when the satisfying click on the lock of the door is heard. ANTHRAX immediately thrusts his legs out of bed and quickly opens up his briefcase realizing that time is of the essence. First thing is first and that was to change costume. Inside the brief-case was the standard Calvin Klein suit that he per usually wears, navy blue. He pulls the pants on quickly throwing off his hospital gown in the process followed by a pair of black socks and a pair of black leather loafers. Bottom half-dressed, he looks pretty damn badass as he ties his hair back into a ponytail. Then, on goes the shirt, blazer and tie and in about 2 minutes of quick dressing. Reaching down he snaps the black briefcase shut and heads for the nearest window. He slides it open and looks out and sees that he’s 4 floors up. He sees a thin walkway and he opts for it by putting one leg out of the window followed by another. He shuts the window behind him and taking special care not to look down he starts to hug the wall walking along to the next window. For this he squats down as he can hear loud chatter and the sound of glasses clinking. He then creeps along under the ledge of the window. ANTHRAX gazes out into the night sky and sees a wall of trees surrounding his view which leads him to the belief he’s at the back of the hospital. He creeps along the thin ridge on the wall to get to the next set of windows. ANTHRAX props his head up and sees that this is the hallway to the staff-room but his head is immediately pushed down again as the window slides open. A middle-aged nurse props her head through the window with a cigarette pressed between her lips. Nurse: Why won’t Doctor McNamara fall for me? I’ve tried every trick in the book but he doesn’t pay a blind bit of notice…As much as it would please ANTHRAX to stay and give relationship advice, this was the same nurse that came into his ward moments ago and it’d completely foil his escape plan and probably freak her the Hell out if he was to prop his head up and say “Show some more cleavage”. The best thing about ANTHRAX is his ability to go through incredible high-octane missions just to get out of somewhere. He probably could’ve just got up and said he felt fine and would’ve been discharged, no sweat but he opted for the risky route and now he’s about to climb down a drainpipe to the lower-levels. He slides down with relative ease and is now on the second floor. There’s a thin ledge for him to walk on past the windows and he does. He moves along and when he gets to the first window he props his head up and looks in to see a ward filled with people with horrific facial disfigurements. The Burn Ward. ANTHRAX slides the window open and places his briefcase on the table in front of him. He throws himself after it through the window not paying any attention to the people around him who have burnt for whatever reason. ANTHRAX heads straight for the wooden door in front of him but his nerves spike and the locks click and he baseball slides under the nearest bed. Another Nurse: Right… John Doe… check. Kenneth Bay. Check. Mitchell Green. Check. Suzanne Holmes. Check. Jeff Malter. Check. Everyone’s here.The nurse then turns and heads for the door and ANTHRAX immediately vaults out from underneath the bed briefcase in hand. He heads towards the door and attempts to open it but the door is locked so instead of climbing back out the window he takes a few steps back before hitting a leaping kick through the glass pane in the middle of the door. Alarm bells ring as ANTHRAX lands on the other side. He turns and sprints down the long winding corridor as big beefy security guards head out of a nearby lounge. ANTHRAX wastes little time and quickly picks up the pace by capitalizing on a nearby empty stretcher in the middle of the hall. ANTHRAX dives onto the stretcher allowing the momentum to carry him at a rapid pace towards a set of double doors. He crashes through into another corridor and looking around him he can see on the wall a colour-coding panel for the lines on the floor. He only gets a brief glance at it but he sees it long enough to notice that the yellow lines on the floor lead him to the entrance. It’s then that he notices that the yellow lines are heading off to a stair-well right to the left of him. ANTHRAX thinking on his feet quickly leaps off of the stretcher landing feet first on the rail, however he loses his balance and trips landing crotch-first on the stair rail. He winces in pain as he begins a long and painful journey down a flight of steps. ANTHRAX: … Owww…As ANTHRAX slides down the banister he begins to think of the levels of pain he goes through for his master, Danny Mainer but realizes that his hefty paycheque is well worth it. Finally he reaches the bottom of the stairs but when he does he’s confronted by a burly guard in a black police uniform. The guard charges at ANTHRAX but he merely side-steps hooking his leg out while powerfully pushing the guard down on his back. As the guard lands in a heap ANTHRAX sprints away towards a long stretch of corridor which leads to the exit. ANTHRAX feeling the need to cause more damage then necessary doesn’t wait for the sliding doors to open instead hitting another flying kick straight through the glass. ANTHRAX lands on the outside in one piece right by the front car-park of the hospital, as he sprints into the night we’re left with the scene of the broken glass behind him with security guards congregating. ANTHRAX is now out of the hospital, alone and dangerous and is headed straight for the ACW Arena. FADE
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Post by BK London on Aug 14, 2008 16:28:51 GMT -5
Segment: Raum Der Zeit (Credit: Henry McKaye)
[As Omega Championship Wrestling began to make it's presence felt, Henry McKaye was less than impressed with ACW's attempt of a counter assault. Midgets, new stables, and blind-sided attacks were a waste of effort as far as he was concerned. It was going to take more than cheap shots and crude humor to derail an army he had a hand in forming. Regardless, when Wayde Russeller made an open challenge to any member of the Debasers, Henry couldn't reply fast enough. If there was one thing Henry loved more than domination, it was crushing someone he found inferior to him. The money he was making as a member of OCW was amazing... but knocking the leader of another stable down a peg or two had it's own feeling of satisfaction.]
[As the scene opened, Henry McKaye was in his ring gear standing with his back to the camera in a dark room only lit by a pale blue light. The Eyes of Apocalypse logo on the back of his ring jacket was missing and replaced by a large white Omega symbol. Henry slowly held up an index finger while turning towards the camera with a calm expression on his face. In front of him were a row of tall, white candle sticks and a box of matches.]
Henry McKaye: They say that time changes things... but in reality, you have to change them yourself. Alpha Championship Wrestling has made an amazing impact on the business of professional wrestling in it's relative short existence... but nothing gold can stay. I am the harbinger of doom in ACW and my mere presence signifies the end of this company... it's truly inevitable. As it stands, I am a bit player in OCW... I am the least established of my partners... but in due time I will become a beast whose hunger and thirst can not be quenched. You will send your best to come conquer me, and they will be dealt with swiftly and painfully... I am the alpha and omega of ACW. I am the beginning and end of your promotion, just as I am the center of everything. I wield the power of chaos and anarchy in the palms of my hands... and anyone who dares challenge me is a fool.
[Henry removed a match from the box, and quickly struck it against the side of the box to light it. The flame from the candle added color to the dim blue that covered anything to reveal that the row of candles had names carved into each stick.]
Henry McKaye: Yet... there will always be men who try to test themselves against the “God of War”, for I am the measuring stick of greatness, and that is the case of young Wayde Russeller. 28 years old and still an overgrown child making open challenges to a true deity? Wayde, if I were you, I'd hop back on that horse you rode in on and head back towards Tennessee... you clearly are not mentally prepared for the task at hand. You walk tall around here with your brash attitude as you “lead” a pack of hoodlums you call the Upper Echelon. If the three of you represent the very top of this business, than I truly am a God on earth. Regardless, you seem hellbent on starting a war with Omega Championship Wrestling... boy, look who you're challenging! If there is one thing I know, it's war and having what it takes to break down an opponent mentally... emotionally... and, most important, physically. Your “war” with OCW will be nothing more than a one-sided battle as I make you my stepping stone to cementing my legacy.
[As the long match continued to burn towards the center of the stick, Henry picked up the candle that had Wayde Russeller's name carved into the side of it. Henry moved the wick towards the flame and lit it before continuing to light the other candles with a fresh match as he spoke.]
Henry McKaye: Yes, Wayde, there are more important things on my agenda than you and your “Upper Echelon.” Namely, my destiny. In ACW, there are 3 singles belts and 1 set of tag team titles... OCW currently has 2 of those singles titles in our possession. As it stands, my associate Mr. Evans will be picking up the Entertainment title and any combination of OCW could claim the tag titles with ease... but what I want is more important than straps of leather with gold plated tin fastened to them. I want my rightful throne as Emperor...
[As Henry moved down the assortment of candles, the camera picked up that every name was significant in one way or another. Essentially, every candle bared the name of a current ACW roster member except for those who were members of Stephen Russo's OCW. After Henry would light a candle, he'd place one into a candle stick in a seemingly random place. Henry's voice remain cool and calm the whole time, and his body language gave no sign of anger, anxiety, or and eagerness. Perhaps it was the monotony of lighting the candles, or maybe he was simply that confident in his own abilities.]
Henry McKaye: In ancient Rome, the Emperor was seen as a God on Earth. His knowledge was infallible... his power was limitless... and he held his kingdom with an iron fist. In Alpha Championship Wrestling, there is a tournament taking place soon called “Emperor of the Ring”... and I believe that title fits me like a glove. When it comes to in-ring skill, my talents are flawless, my movements carry purpose, and my will is undeniable... I am the Emperor of the Ring. The march to my rightful throne starts Monday night, Wayde Russeller, and may whatever God you believe in have mercy on your soul... because this one won't.
[Henry lit the last candle and walked away with a smirk. As he left, the camera positioned itself above the candles to reveal that the seemingly random placement was actually a large, flaming Omega symbol on the brown table. As the camera was fading it out, it zoomed in on the candle of Wayde Russeller as wax dripped and ran out over his name, thereby covering it up.]
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Post by BK London on Aug 14, 2008 16:29:10 GMT -5
Segment: Ranting time (Credit: XS3)
As another night at the office known as ACW continues, the audience’s focus is now on the Alphatron. The current setting of the scene is the upper level of a loft. You can see makeshift beds, scattered magazines and food wrappers in the background and a chair in the front. Footsteps are then heard as a man walks into the view of the camera and sits down. Upon closer inspection, it is revealed to be XS3, donned in his ring attire and a Slipknot shirt. He takes a deep breath before continuing.
XS3: “The date is Tuesday, August 12, 2008. It is 1:12 AM… And what can I say? ACW IS going to die… Not unless all the rehashed stables can get the hint and piss off.”
Once again, XS3 isn’t here to sugarcoat anything or add a bunch of metaphors to his words. XS3 is just going to call it like he sees it.
XS3: “Let’s face it. OCW is nothing new. I remember back when it was ‘going strong’ about oh, two years ago, back when it was called The Corporate Alliance. That was the same year the more superior Upper Echelon formed, back when AK and Latino were still with the company on a regular basis. Now? All the stables are just shallow, recycled, watered-down versions of their former self. Wayde and G-Unit have become joke characters in a federation where everyone wants to be serious. To honestly watch as I go from teaming with Jonny and Gooey to seeing them aligning themselves with a jobber like that is practically day to night. It makes me sick, it really does.”
XS3 shakes his head briefly.
XS3: “And as far as OCW goes, it’s time we faced facts. BK, Jake and a chairman claiming they were going to be the ones dominating ACW. Yeah, that lost its appeal… fucking two years ago. Evans couldn’t be satisfied with being Train’s whippin’ boy either. He had to mask his shame by joining people lightyears better than him. And as far as Henry McKaye goes…”
A brief pause occurs.
XS3: “Look, the point is this.”
Zing.
XS3: “There is nothing left anymore that is genuine. The whole ‘I’m destined to win the world title’ gimmick has currently been taken over, thanks Danny. Whitesnake is left to defend their belts against has-beens and dreamers. To have to watch them defend against those kinds of challengers, I feel embarassed for the champs. And on top of all of that, the biggest kick in the balls has to be that fraud of a chairman signing the man who murdered my wife to a deal! CORRUPTION SURE IS FUCKING RUNNING RAMPANT IN ACW, ISN’T IT?!”
This is the part in the segment where XS3 is on the edge of a nervous breakdown. He looks up at the camera with eyes full of vengeance.
XS3: “Yeah, that’s right Hatchet! Don’t think I would take the time to forget about you or your little buddy Seymour. It’s time that you waked up and smelled the horrible reality of life! I am sick and fucking tired of being a doormat to undeserving pieces of white trash, inbred bastards like you! You have already desecrated my ex-wife’s name with your oh-so-pretentious autism and now you have the gall to step into my… no… OUR yard and disrespect the sport of professional wrestling with your ethics and morals? I have had it with your sneak attacks, your actions and everything about you in general. You want me so badly? Fine, let’s make it official. At Heatwave, you and I are going to finish this once and for all before your miserable carcass is hauled off to jail. And to prove that I am ready and willing to die for this cause, you and I will fight in a match I wouldn’t mind competing in for the sake of fucking you up.”
XS3 then stands up from his chair and folds it up, hitting the ground a couple of times before looking back at the camera.
XS3: “That’s right, it’s going to be a good ol’ fashioned street fight. And I guaran-damn-tee that when Heatwave rolls around, I will make you my bitch! And as for all these other stables, know this! Now that I have joined forces with Jake Steele and Thunder Train, RSX3 are going to be the only stable worth mentioning around ACW! And that’s not destiny, that’s not fate, that’s just the way it is!”
XS3 then turns on his heels and tosses the chair at a wall, sending a cracking noise echoing throughout the loft. XS3 then turns back to the camera and gives a somewhat sadistic grin before shutting off the camera. Now that the match is official, there’s no telling what XS3 plans on doing to the murderer of his second wife Kirsten.
Fade.
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