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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Aug 25, 2008 15:59:47 GMT -5
Segment: You've done the unthinkable (Credit: XS3)
We now go to the back, where Charlotte King stands with a microphone, looking as perky and happy as per usual. She guides the mic to her mouth and speaks.
Charlotte: Ladies and gentlemen, I am here with the man who is going to get a chance at redemption against the killer of his wife Kirsten. Please welcome XS3!
As soon as she says the name, XS3 steps into the view of the camera. He still has the occasional five o'clock shadow and the bags under his eyes from all these past couple of weeks but they are considerably less noticeable than before. His hair is tied back in a ponytail this time and in one hand rests the mask of Exemplar. The fans give a pop for the mask as he looks into the camera with a small smile on his face.
XS3: Thanks for having me here, Charlotte.
Charlotte: First off, before I ask any questions about your struggle with Hatchet, what are your thoughts of RSX3's momentum heading into Heatwave?
XS3: I honestly believe that it could not have gone better, in my opinion. I can see it in Jake's eyes that he's scared. He knows he'll have to drop that belt sooner or later and who better than Mr. Steele to lose it to? As for the tag team titles, I would've loved to compete alongside Thunder Train and hold some of that gold but as you may have noticed, I have some shit I needed to take care of.
XS3 briefly glances down at the Exemplar mask and starts smiling.
Charlotte: That's just what I was going to ask. Now that you have the upper hand going into Heatwave, do you have any last words to say to Hatchet?
XS3: I was hoping you'd ask that question. But see, I'm in no position to answer it. I'll let my new best friend do the talking…
Charlotte smiles, excited at having to interview XS3's new alter ego, who comes out as soon as XS3 slips on the mask of Exemplar. As was the case on Meltdown, Exemplar begins to speak in a sinister tone.
Exemplar: Yes… Now that I have resurfaced, there is something that I would love to say… HATCHET! I see you still have not atoned for your sins. You wish to know why you are incurring the wrath of Exemplar and not XS3. You see, I knew that Seymour would crumble like the weak, worthless coward he is. His pettiness and complete blasphemy is something that God is not proud of. How do I know of this? Because I have actually read the bible, despite what the now injured Seymour wants you to think. Murderers have no place in the kingdom of heaven and Hatchet, I will show you the error of your ways. At Heatwave, you will be placed at your pedestal, awaiting your final judgment. Will you be victorious in your crusade against XS3 or will you finally be silenced for good…? Step into the light, Hatchet, and you will find out soon enough which level of hell you will be sent to…
Once he finishes speaking, Exemplar lowers his head, emitting faint chuckling from his mouth before finally reaching up and removing the mask. XS3 returns to the spotlight and he looks over at Charlotte.
XS3: There you have it. You can call me crazier than a cut cat but I really don't care. This bastard has pushed me around for far too long now and his little dinner with Christine was the straw that broke the camel's back. At Heatwave, Hatchet is going to find out why hell is going to be welcoming him with open arms. And that's not destiny… That's not fate… That's just the way it is!
XS3 raises the mask of Exemplar and points to it with a smile on his face. Before he can leave however, Charlotte grabs him by the arm.
Charlotte: One last question… Do you have anything you want to say to last week's 'Rock Band' comments made by Jake Cheng?
Charlotte puts the mic to XS3's mouth, wanting to know his thoughts on the promo cut by Jake on Warfare last week.
XS3: I won't. If you answer a fool, you start looking like one.
XS3 then turns on his heels and leaves the scene, leaving Charlotte by herself.
Fade.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Aug 25, 2008 16:00:19 GMT -5
Segment: The less-than-sweet smell of “success” (Credit: NUE/??)
The cameras shift backstage, where a roving unit is following Entertainment Champion Wayde Russeller on his way back following his match. Mr. X-rated has an expression like thunder and is barely suppressing a tirade of expletives which would be more than worthy of his self-declared title; he wants his belt back, and he wants it now.
Wayde: Son of a bitch, when I find out which clown’s responsible for this, I’m going to-
His train of thought is interrupted as he rounds the corner to discover the rest of the NUE standing outside the door to their shared locker room. Voices are raised, and it’s clear that Wayde is not the only person in a bad mood.
Spade: Hughes, you were SO the last person to leave the damn room!
Hughes: Don’t get started on me, you guys haven’t even given me a key of my own yet! I thought Gooey was coming straight back anyway…maybe I wasn’t the last one here, hmm?
Gooey: Are you saying I locked us out?
Hughes: Well… yeah! Or maybe it was Spade, you were very quick to point the finger elsewhere-
Spade: Now thats just stupid talk Hughes. If anybody knows anything around here, they would know that I’m the only responsible person in the damn group half the time!
The three men continue to argue until Wayde reaches them. They simultaneously try to make the case for their innocence, but Wayde isn’t having any of it.
Wayde: All right, everybody RELAX! I bet this is someone's way of trying to divide and conquer. We gotta stick together. Everyones equal remember!
He tests the door roughly, his demeanour sending a clear signal.
Hughes: Hey, where’s your-
Not listening, Wayde takes matters into his own hands – or rather feet. With a kick driven by anger, he easily breaks the lock and the door swings open with a loud BANG against the wall-
Hughes: - EWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!
Spade: *coughing* What the hell!?! that STENCH IS DISGUSTING!!
Wayde isn’t even able to speak, as having taken the full force of the wave of odour unleashed, he staggers backward choking and spluttering; even the camera lurches sideways from the sheer power of the stink which has been unleashed from the sealed room. Only Gooey seems relatively unaffected, and he walks into the room, the camera following somewhat unsteadily. It catches up to find him staring at a great black mass, piled up right in the centre to about chest height.
Gooey: ………wha?......this is a load of shit!
And indeed it is - a steaming pile of finest excrement. As the rest of the NUE edge their way inside, clutching their noses to try and block the worst of the pong, it can be seen from the camera shot that someone has at least placed the material on plastic sheeting to avoid any physical damage. The smell, however, is likely to take some time to abate…
It’s Jonny Spade who spots the neatly sealed envelope propped up on a small table. He picks it up and opens it carefully.
Hughes: Who is it? That moron Bryce again?
Gooey: No, he’d never pull something like this off alone. It’s got to be OCW, this reeks of the kind of stunt they’d pull.
Wayde is still dangerously quiet. He simply looks at Spade, who catches his eye.
Spade: I don’t think it’s either. This is addressed to you Russ…
He hands the note over, and Gooey, Hughes, and the camera are able to read the note over Wayde’s shoulder.
To Mr Wayde Russeller and the New Upper Echelon,
Gentlemen,
It looks as if you’re forming a steady little unit; we’ve enjoyed watching you develop as a team over the last few weeks. What’s not been quite so enjoyable is your tendency to try and boost your own reputation by spouting crap about others. Where I come from, we have a saying: “Don’t shit in your own backyard”; with any luck this demonstration has shown you where that kind of attitude leads. You’re all so much better than that.
Incidentally, Wayde, if you’re looking for your title belt, you’ll find it in the parking lot. If you’re going to talk a load of bull, son, I hope you’re man enough to ride out the consequences…
There is a pause before anyone stirs. Wayde then screws up the note and hurls it at the wall.
Wayde: Bravado, call in the cleaning crew, I want this stuff out before Ginger or Russo find it.
He turns and stalks out of the room.
Hughes: Where are you going?
Wayde: To get my goddamn belt back, that’s where. No one disrespects me or my title. They want to make a point, I'll make one of my own
The rest of the NUE watch Wayde stomp away down the corridor. Spade scratches his head.
Spade: I think disrespect is what’s got us into this… I guess we should find out who is behind this.
A pause.
Gooey: ….or we could follow, in case Wayde needs backup.
Hughes: …yeah, backup.
Another pause.
Gooey: Wait, Spade, you’ve got a match any minute!
Spade: Oh, right…. Well, we’ll catch up with him as soon as I’ve got the victory, I’ll make it short and sweet. Ok?
Hughes: Fine. I’ll see you guys out back in a little while.
No further deliberation is necessary; the three look at one another, and then all hurry out of the room, Spade notices a janitor walking by and tells him to check out their room. The match comes first, but even so the boys are keen to see what’s in store for their stablemate as the scene fades out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Aug 25, 2008 16:01:38 GMT -5
Segment: “Eastern Trip” (Credit: Kudo)
Cameras open up with Kudo Yasuda pacing around his locker room fuming from the events of his match with Wayde Russler. Backstage problem solver Alan Albright tries to pace alongside with him and try and calm him down.
Kudo: I’ve had enough of this bull Albright. If I even see Wayde or Bryce again tonight I’m not going to wait until Heatwave to take them out!
Albright: Now, now Kudo, I know you’re angry that another one of your matches ended in disappointment, but think of the good news: Gingerdude booked a match between the 3 of you so now there’s no way for them to run when you next meet them in the ring.
Kudo: Yeah well I’ve got the right mind to go out right now and find them and kick their faces in.
Albright: Oh without a doubt Kudo, but it’s in your best interest to back off on your temper for now and play it smart.
Kudo stops his pacing.
Kudo: What do you mean play it smart?
Albright: Well the smartest thing would be to wait until Saturday at Heatwave on a grander stage to take on both men at once in the hallowed tradition of a wrestling match. But what’s even better is the fact that Co-chairman Gingerdude has upped the ante and made it a not so traditional Triple Threat Double Jeopardy match. That means you are guaranteed the opportunity to not only win, but to win by defeating both men during the same match. Just like he said; it’s like the Good, the Bad and the Ugly and you have to take out both men in your way in order to reach the prize.
Kudo: You’re damn right about that Albright; and oh it’ll get real bad and ugly when I see those two in the ring.
Albright: On Saturday.
Kudo takes a sigh.
Kudo: On Saturday…
Kudo has appeared to have calmed down quite a bit, Albright victorious in handling a temporary resurgence of Kudo’s wild temper.
Albright: Now I can see you’re still bothered by Wayde and Bryce so I’ve got something planned for you to help you forget all about that negativity.
Kudo: What’s that?
Albright: Well as you know, Japan is quite high on the sport of professional wrestling, and ACW has done a lot of work there, but I’ve got an excursion solely for one of the biggest stars between those markets: Kudo Yasuda.
Kudo: You planned a trip to Japan?
Albright: I sure did. I worked out all the little details, and I’ve scored an exclusive presentation conference for the great professional wrestler Kudo Yasuda. There’ll be reporters, cameras, announcers, maybe even some cotton candy; the works!
Kudo: So a wrestling convention event for the media? Hmm, that does sound pretty good, and I’d love to head back to Japan. But Heatwave is only in 5 days, so we’d better make it back in time.
Albright: Sure we might be pushing the time a bit, but it’ll definitely be worth it. R-3 and Kudo Yasuda will be getting such great media exposure in Japan that it’ll be worth it even if we totally no show Heatwave!
Kudo’s face gets serious.
Kudo: I mean it Albright. I don’t care if I have to swim from Japan to ACW Isle, I’m making that match at Heatwave.
Albright: I’ll be right beside you doing the breaststroke…
Kudo thinks about it for a second and weighs the options and finally says,
Kudo: Let’s pack.
Albright lets out another smile of success and relief as the proposed trip to Japan is officially underway.
-Fade Out-
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Aug 25, 2008 16:02:21 GMT -5
Segment: When Steele Met Train Credit: The Road Steelers
The scene opens up to the loud sounds of kids yelling, and commotion all around. You can hear what some of the kids are saying and it sounds fairly… ghetto. We fade in more and we see kids running through the cafeteria, throwing fake blows to their friends and some girls shaking their asses on a couple dudes laps. But as we go further into the scene, we see someone all the way at the back of the table, he doesn’t look lonely… at all, as he has his friends around him and he’s yelling profanities and cracking jokes. They all laugh at everything he says as he continues talking, and as we start to see his face better, we see it’s a young Jake Steele… in high school.
Steele: Aye, look at dat’ nigga over dere! Dude look like he take showers in tar, ol’ dark ass nigga![/color]
The camera shows a kid with pimples all over his face, with a very dark skin complexion, he’s also at a table joking with his friends, but it’s fairly smaller than Steele’s. The kid looks back and hears Steele talking, but knows the power he has over the school so he stays quiet. Steele then finds someone else, this time a girl who is wearing hippie clothes that look like they were bought directly from a dumpster. Steele starts busting out laughing before he can even crack on her.
Steele: AYE BITCH! WHERE YOU GET YO’ CLOTHES FROM!? TRASH R US!?[/color]
All the kids laugh at the girl who takes the joke to heart and lowers her head in shame. Steele laughs while eating a French Fry. Just as he does he sees a very large teen, African-American Descent and has 3 trays of food with him. He is already eating some food off the plate when Steele grabs another Fry and points at the dude.
Steele: HEY NIGGA! FAT BOY! FAT BOY! DON’T YOU KNOW KIDS IN AFRICA IS STARVIN’!? HELL, YO’ FAT ASS PROBABLY ATE A FEW OF EM’![/color]
Steele starts laughing with his friends as they laugh with him, basically sucking up to him but Steele doesn’t care, HE’S POPULAR GODDAMNIT! Anyway… the large teen drops his food, and turns to Steele and as his face comes into view, we can see it’s a young, but still VERY large Thunder Train. He has this look on his face which causes all of the kids to stop laughing, Steele continues to laugh his ass off, until he realizes everyone else has stopped. He looks around at the table, with a “What the fuck” look on his face…
Steele: What ya’ll niggas get quiet fo’? You actin’ like you seen a ghost.[/color]
A girl tells Steele to look over to his left, and Train now has steam coming out of his ears. Steele notices it now, and can only say one thing…
Steele: MOMMA!!!![/COLOR]
Train runs towards Steele, putting some cracks in the ground at every time he stomps onto the tile on the ground. Steele tries to run, but is trapped and Train grabs him with one hand, lifting him into the air by his shirt.
Train: What the FUCK… DID YOU SAY TO ME?!??!??!?!!!
Steele: I was just fuckin’ around man… come on, I didn’t mean any harm by it man, come on nigga… yo’ put me down fo’ a second. Come on, gimme one chance…[/color]
Train eyes are red with anger but he puts him down for second as Steele moves closer to his ear and whispers something into it…
Steele: Yo’… we gotta stick together… come on fa’real, it’s not like we gonna wind up in da’ same business one day, right? I’ll buy you the entire wendy’s down the block, hell I’ll get ya’ McDonalds too, jus’ let me keep my rep… dis’ one time man.[/color]
Train eyes widen as he hears Steele’s offer. Train slowly backs off, and walks off leaving Steele to his people. Steele starts to get a bit cocky again and says one last thing.
Steele: YEAH, YA’ BETTA RUN!… NIGGA… AND I WAS JOKIN’ ‘BOUT WHAT I SAID, I JUS’ KNEW FOOD WAS YA’ VICE NIGGA! HAH![/color]
Train snaps his head back towards Steele and he stares a hole through him as Steele eye’s widen and he quickly dashes to Steele who takes off by jumping over the cafeteria table. The scene ends as Steele runs down the school steps and Train busts through the glass doors, before stopping and watching Steele run off.
Train: THE TRAIN IS ALWAYS HUNGRY!!!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Aug 25, 2008 16:03:46 GMT -5
Segment - Heat Credit - Zero Opening up backstage, we find ourselves looking down upon a heated Jay Zero that has just made his way down to the scene. With what just transpired out in the ring, he has some tensions brewing inside of him. Zero :: Listen! Listen, I don't know who you think you are Scott -- but I sure as hell know who I am! SO LISTEN! I'm Jay Zero and I'm not going to take this kind of bullshit! All Ginger was trying to do for you was to protect you! What he was trying to do -- was "save" you! [/color][/center] He rubs his neck briefly. Zero :: He was trying to save you -- from ME! Me, Scott! Jay Zero! Ginger doesn't care WHO you are! Ginger only cares about that World Heavyweight Title contract and the money he'll be throwing away if one of his top contenders is taken out of the game! Ginger saw me threaten that last Thursday! Ginger SAW me take you out Scott, so he was trying to do what was best and stop you from making the biggest mistake of your CAREER! [/color][/center] Jay begins to pause, lightly laughing. Zero :: --But here you are! Making that mistake! You've entered the WROOONG door Scotty boy! Instead of taking that week and a half vacation -- you decided to try your luck and see what was on the other side of Door Two! Well Scott -- I think you have your answer now! Jay Zero is back there, and he isn't happy! You've stepped into the war zone Scott! And I'm not going to stop until I get what I want! JAY ZERO IS NOT GOING TO STOP UNTIL PEOPLE TAKE ME SERIOUSLY! SCOTT! I WANT MY WORLD TITLE, AND YOU ARE ONE MORE PERSON STANDING IN MY WAY OF DOING SO! SO COME HEATWAVE, YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE TO WAKE UP AND SMELL THE SAD REALIZATION THAT YOU AREN'T THE MAN YOU THOUGHT YOU WERE! [/color][/center] He stops, gritting his teeth and then using the tip of his tongue to moisten his lips. Zero :: Heh...hahaaaah! Scott! You've made me this way! Hahahahaaa! I'm not just going to win the battle Scott! I will show no mercy, and never, EVER,- EVER stop! Until I win the war! So you can bring your little friend Lucy! And you can bring your A-Game! But fact of the matter is Scott - - no matter what you do and no matter how you do it, you will never live up to the hype of Jay Zero!
And tonight -- tonight is only the beginning for you! Once you step into that ring with me again, you're gonna end up the same as you did last Thursday! And it will be that point, where you're staring up at the ceiling thinking all along -- "What am I doing?!" Scotty boy! Welcome to your nightmare!
But now --..seeing as how you've turned these people against me! And seeing as how you have what is mine! I guess I only have...one question for you! [/color][/center] And here it comes. That question that has been on Zeros mind for all of this month....But just then, we can see a backstage worker slightly approach. Zero :: ...Haha....DO YOU L-- [/color][/center] Worker :: Excuse me? Mr. Zero? Right in the middle of his question, Zero is interrupted by this man. He shoots his attention right over and glares at the man with eyes burning with fury. Zero :: ......WHAT?! [/color][/center] The man is taken back for a second. Zero :: Can't you see that I was in the MIDDLE of something?! [/color][/center] Worker :: I-- uh, I'm sorry Mr. Zero! It's just that Chairman Russo has told me that he would like to see you... Zero continues to glare -- but then the questions comes into his head. Has he proved himself yet? Is anything he does good enough? Zero shakes his head... Zero :: Get out of my sight... [/color][/center] He turns his head back towards the camera. Zero :: ...Scott...
I'm not done with you yet! [/color][/center] As Jay Zero rolls his tongue around in his mouth, slightly pushing out his cheek, he turns his head and storms off of the scene, making his way down the hallway looking for Chairman Russo. What does the boss want? Whatever it is -- it must be important.
The scene fades out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Aug 25, 2008 16:04:26 GMT -5
Reserved for Senator
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Aug 25, 2008 16:05:38 GMT -5
Match 4: Thunder Train w/Jake Steele vs. Dan White w/Rattlesnake vs. Jonny Spade w/Gooey Garth
It’s a busy atmosphere from the start in this match; with three men in the ring and another three at ringside, the referee has a job to keep track of everything that’s going on. The opening minute or so is led by Spade, who opens up against Dan White and manages to whip him into Train, leaving both men sprawled on the floor. Encouraged by Gooey, Spade makes a pin on the Welsh Dragon, only to get thrown off with some force; Dan is obviously irritated at being picked as the “weaker” of Spade’s two opponents and wastes no time in taking Spade to task with a barrage of powerful strikes, switching into an armbar when the opportunity presents itself. Train delivers some nasty kicks to the ribs of Spade, whereupon Dan borrows a trick from his foe and swiftly dropkicks Spade in the back, causing him to cannon into Train. The Thunderous one is, understandably, annoyed at this second trip to the mat, and with surprising speed gets to his feet and rushes at Dan, driving him backward into the corner. The crowd counts along with the punches, 1…2…3…4…- Train coolly props Dan up before executing an Avalanche Choke Toss, and pins for a 2 count. Rattlesnake is on hand to assist if required; Dan though kicks away of his own accord.
The mid-part of the contest sees the momentum constantly shifting; Spade still seems to want a quick result and tries to capitalize with Dan, but White isn’t about to be anyone’s punching bag and catches Spade with a powerful uppercut which leads neatly into The Equaliser (a Reverse DDT into a Back Breaker across his knee). Snake blocks Gooey from interfering in the pin, but this frees Steele from any surveillance, and as Train breaks the pin and drags Dan back, Steele slides in and hits a rapid running clothesline to Spade while the ref’s attention is taken up by the others on the outside. It looks for a moment as if the Road Steelers are about to commit match theft, but even Train’s powerful Full Steam Ahead (Lanzarse/Spear into a Spinebuster) can’t quite keep Spade down for a full 3 count once the ref gets his eyes back on the game. The crowd pops for Jonny’s kickout, and now Train finds himself with one angry dragon on his hands; huge blows are traded between the exceptionally strong superstars, until in a stunning twist both simultaneously land their punches, causing both to stagger backward in a daze. Spade rouses himself, and in a flash of G-Unit awesomeness jumps out of the ring to take down Rattlesnake even as Gooey is dumping Steele into a hyperactive section of the crowd; the referee is checking Dan over, and this gives Spade and Gooey the chance to combine forces against the might of Thunder Train. Even together, they would struggle against a fully aware opponent; but Train is dizzy, and this lets the pair outpace him, delivering a double clothesline which then becomes a storming double powerbomb. The crowd absolutely loves it, and Gooey makes himself scarce as Spade covers, 1….2….- no! Steele scrambles and grabs Train’s feet, hauling him out from under Spade who has neglected to secure the pin. The referee admonishes Steele, and in doing so misses Rattlesnake nailing Gooey with the Snakebite in retribution for G Unit’s previous shenanigans…
The match is rapidly approaching a climax, and when the action becomes decisive, it does so quickly. Train wants a piece, possibly literally, of Spade; but in his eagerness he fails to see that Dan has him firmly in his sights. As Train rushes forward, going for the Pumpkin Smasher, Dan intercedes to catch hold of Train’s arm and toss him roughly out over the ropes. Such a fall is a big deal for a big man like Train; Steele narrowly avoids being hit and struggles to help his stablemate recover. This leaves a one-on-one in the ring; Spade and Dan battle for several seconds, until suddenly Dan grabs his foe and runs him into the corner. Rattlesnake sees his moment, and jumps on to the apron to deliver a massive between-the-eyes punch to Spade; completely disorientated, Spade can’t protect himself, and Gooey is unable to respond quickly enough to help thanks to Rattlesnake’s prior actions. Smirking, Dan puts an emphatic full stop on the match with the Stunt Bomb; the victory is both an expression of his own strength and a reminder of just why Whitesnake are the tag champs.
Winner: Dan White
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Aug 25, 2008 16:06:46 GMT -5
Segment: DO YOU WANT TO WORK WITH US NOW? (Credit: BK London, Jake Cheng and Jay Zero) It's been a while since Top Draw acted as a team, well not so much a while as it was one month ago - but a month is a long time in ACW. In a month, so many things can change. In a month, Top Draw went from two challengers for their respective titles to winning the titles at Seven Deadly Sins. In a month, OCW was formed along with a few other stables that are determined to make their presence known in ACW. In a month, Fallen Souls went from the top dog to being absolutely irrelevant and Danny Mainer went from main eventing to damn near opening up cards.
In a month so many things have changed, but one thing stays the same, and that's the powerful duo of Top Draw will reign supreme tonight - at least in their minds.
BK London continues wrapping the roll of tape around his wrists while on the other side of the room, Jake Cheng continues to stretch as he seems prepared for the match already.BK London: You know, if you plan on being a successful champion for much longer, you're probably going to have to start wearing boots soon. Jake Cheng: I’ve done well in the past without boots. Jake Cheng now changes his stretching position to work over the legs, showing his surprisingly good flexibility, and BK London continues to talk.BK London: Your feet look horrible for one, and plus you're due to stub your toe at any time, wouldn't want to be out for two months like Freeman? Right? Jake Cheng: I've trained hard in the mountains of Hong Kong without boots for hours at a time, I think I could go twenty minutes in a wrestling ring on a smooth canvas without any. BK London: ...if you say so. BK London uses his teeth to rip the roll of tape from his taped up wrists, and he gets ready to physically prepare for his match as well.Jake Cheng: So, you think we can trust Jay Zero tonight? I don't want him to snap and then ask me if I still love him or something... BK London: Well, do you? Jake Cheng: Pfft, do you? He's supposedly coming after you, not me. BK London: What are you talking about? Jake Cheng: I've been in the back during his conversation with Stephan Russo, and the man wants your World Title - he wants no piece of the International Champion. BK London: Well we'll- Before he can finish the sentence, the door to the office opens up and it's Chairman Russo with a guest, the guest being none other than their tag team partner for the evening - Jay Zero.Stephan Russo: Gentlemen, I'd like you two to meet Ja- Jake Cheng: ...we've met. Stephan Russo: Oh really? Jake Cheng: He screwed me out of my Light Heavyweight Championship... BK London: He tried to make a fool of me when he debuted... Stephan Russo: ...rough crowd. Anyway, I'll leave you men to get acquainted. Stephan Russo takes his leave from the office, leaving all three tag team partners in his office alone. This could become a potentially volatile situation if not approached correctly, however - BK London has no intentions of starting a fight, not so quickly before their match.BK London: So, Jake and I were thinking that maybe as a team all three of us could work down each opponent until there's one left. Then of course, we finish him off. What do you think? Zero :: Pft, whatever. You two can do whatever the hell you like. I have my own plans. [/color][/center] BK London: ..excuse me? Zero :: What? Am I going too fast for ya? I want Scott Andrews, so while you two are playing the numbers game and all, you can just leave him to me! [/color][/center] Jake Cheng: You’ll get to Scott Andrews faster if you follow our plan. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME NOW?! Zero :: Alright you stupid prick, listen up! I didn't ask for this match! As far as I knew, I did what I had to do to Scott, but apparently it wasn't enough! And on top of that, I sure as hell never asked to team up with you two! But here I am! -- Only reason I agreed was because Russo made me a promise if I was to go along with this all. [/color][/center] BK London: Oh really? And what would that be? Zero :: Heh. Well let me just put it this way for you then -- You got something, London. And I want it! [/color][/center] Jake Cheng: Good looks? BK London: Talent? BK London and Jake snicker to themselves, while Jay Zero is fully unphased by the joke. Zero :: Oh! Ha Ha Ha! How very homosexual of you Jake! Ehh, don't worry, I won't tell! Personally, I always had the feeling! But nevermind that! I'm more concerned at the fact that you just let your own guard down! I mean, hey, shouldn't you be ready at any moment to nearly jump out of your own damn tights at the sound of the words "Money, and Cake?" [/color][/center] Jake looks at Zero with an eyebrow raised. But he isn't done. Zero :: Jake -- I've beaten you before, and I've beaten Jake Steele before! I'm not afraid of Steele like you are! And fact of the matter is, while Steele can just run out from the damn closet and threaten to take your fucking title away, I took the Light Heavyweight title away from you cleanly and I could have easily broken your damn record but I gave you a break! Jake, I know it, you know it, BK knows it, everybody knows it! I'm better than you! Now! Do you understand me now?! Good! So shut your goddamn MOUTH!
And BK! BK London! Heh -- well, all I really got to say to you is; well. That joke won't be too much funny once I take that World title away from you -- will it? [/color][/center] That strikes a nerve. The only thing that can get BK London really P.O.'d these days are threats about taking his title. For the past month he has been threatened by Mr. Red, Dan White, The Senator, and Scott Andrews for his title - he doesn't like it that he has one more name to add to the list.BK London: Well, we'll see how things go tonight. Now if I were you, I'd get ready for the match - it's coming up soon. Jay Zero exits the office, but not before staring at BK London and then at the OCW Heavyweight Championship sitting on the chair beside them. Neither member of Top Draw like teaming up with Jay Zero, but they're going to have to co-exist if they want momentum going into Heatwave this weekend.
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Aug 25, 2008 16:07:51 GMT -5
Segment: When The Going Gets Tough, Scott Andrews Gets Down To Business (Credit: Scott Andrews)
After getting his revenge on the pesky threesome of Hack, Slash, and Chambers, Scott was feeling pretty good about going into tonight’s match against three of ACW’s top stars. Even with doctors orders to stay away, Scott has made it clear that nothing will stop him from showing he’s the best, and if that means risking injury then by God he’ll risk it.
After the breaking news, it was Kevin Anderson who caught on first and tracked down the Scarlet Assassin. Standing in front of the camera, Kevin excitedly begins his interview with Scott.
Kevin: Ladies and gentlemen I have with me here the man who just put out two behemoths and their big mouthed boss with a baseball bat, the man that will face Jay Zero at Heatwave, Scott Andrews!
The crowd get behind their favourite ACW star with cheers and chants of “SCOTTY! – SCOTTY!”. Scott looks into the camera a smirks a cheeky smirk.
Kevin: Now we’re all wondering; what does the removal of Chambers, Hack, and Slash mean for you and your match with Zero at Heatwave?
Scott:[/color] Y’see I always knew that one way or another I’d get rid of those bastards from this company, because quite frankly they don’t belong here and they never will. But Zero on the other hand is a guy I don’t think I’ll ever be able to get rid of. He’s persistent and he knows what he wants. The only problem there is that I’m the one standing in his way, and there is no chance in hell I’m gonna let him get past me. I did it at Seven Deadly Sins and I’ll do it again at Heatwave; Jay Zero, your ass is mine!
Kevin: What about tonight’s match? What do you think of your opponents and team mates?
Scott: Well, to be honest, it doesn’t matter who you team me up with we’re gonna win, because the Skill, Thrill, and the Kill knows how to get the job done! It’s a bonus to have Senator and Steele on my side because I saw it at Seven Deadly Sins; these two sons of bitches can fight! And they can fight well! Together, we make a damn good team. But the others lack in everything we have. First, you have Jake Cheng; the Chinese Clown. Now this punk thinks he’s hot shit, but really he just has his mouth tightly tucked around BK’s dick as not to get left in his tracks. And BK himself, well; he’s not a bad athlete, but he’s definitely a bad apple. There was a time when a lot of the guys out back respected him and what he does; I know I did. But now with this whole OCW bullshit he’s pulling with those other jerk offs he’s completely turned his back on the product that gave him all that glory and the stage to perform and entertain the way only he can! He’s a damn disgrace to this company and I’m damn sure not gonna let him ruin the name of ACW anymore!
As Scott continues, a dastardly smile creeps from one cheek to the other.
Scott:[/color] And last but not least, my best friend, Jay Zero. What’s left to say about this hunk of junk? He’s crazy! He’s Super Crazy! And the fact that he’s the one who’s snapped puts me on the opposite side of the fence I usually sit on, because I have the focus; I have the concentration and the awareness this time, and trust me, it will be your downfall, Zero. You better be doing your squats and drinking your water because if I get the chance to hurt you tonight, Zero, there won’t be anything left for the Scarlet Assassin to do at Heatwave… See you in the ring…
Scott walks out of frame able to breathe a little easier after getting that off his chest.
Kevin: Tough words from Scott Andrews, folks, but let’s see how that match plays out tonight!
As the scene fades out we are left to wonder; will Scott Andrews’ injury worsen?
Can he and his team mates defeat the other three men who stand in their way?
Does Scott’s temper have a mind of its own and will it burst out of control tonight?
Fade Out.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Aug 25, 2008 16:08:35 GMT -5
Segment: Yippee-kay-ay, no more bull....or shit! (Credit: NUE/??)
The show is now gearing up for its main event, but out in the back things are getting quite hectic for an entirely different reason. Wayde Russeller has to shove his way through a growing crowd of people to even get near the rear doors, and the closer he gets, the more concerned he grows at what he can hear all around him.
Sound technician: It’s huge! I swear, I’ve never seen anything that massive up close…
Production runner: Its eyes were red, blood red I tell you!
Lighting rigger: Black as midnight, with a soul to match, that’s what it looked like…
All this talk might cause a different sort of man to be nervous. To Russeller, however, it’s identical to the sound of a gauntlet being thrown at his feet, and he’s not the kind of guy to back away. The throng falls silent as he pushes forward to the external doors, and in a show of bravado he forces them open in a wide arc, stepping out into the harsh strip lighting.
There is a dull bang behind him as the doors swing back. The priority parking area has been closed off on three sides around the building with some heavy-duty protective barrier, the type used for road working, to form a fairly large yet enclosed space; the lot itself is almost totally empty, except for a single limousine parked near where Wayde is standing. On first inspection, however, there’s nothing else to see, and Wayde smirks a little.
Wayde: I don’t know what the pair of you are up to, but you ain’t impressing me much so far.
He walks forward a few steps, his feet echoing against the concrete.
Wayde: Come on! Where’s these consequences? Where’s my BELT?! Show me the gold and leather, you washed-up old timers!
Wayde turns around, in case someone rushes him from behind. There’s no such attack, but he does see the audience that’s gathered, leaning out of first-floor windows as well as crowding around the panels in the doors. He sees their eyes move, and instinctively whips around as his ears pick up a second footfall – one that is most emphatically not like his own…
Wayde: ….uh huh. That’s a little more leather than I had in mind.
The sound of the hooves of a creature built like a brick outhouse ricochet around the parking lot. Wayde can see that the bull is a very dark brown, not actually black, but it certainly has a large set of horns which crown it just as effectively as any strap. This makes the Entertainment title, tied securely to the base of those horns, look a little superfluous; not that anyone would think of criticising such a massive bovine’s dress sense in the first place.
The bull stops and looks at Wayde. Its movements are calm, not agitated; Wayde, with some cowboy in his blood, knows that this is probably because the bull considers it to be top of the hierarchy. The “Alpha” in ACW indeed. It’s quite the formidable sight, and with the mobile camera now having converged to film from all possible safe angles, everyone in the arena is getting a “ringside” view of a different sort.
Maxwell McNally: My, that is one fine-looking steer, I’m glad I’m not standing out where Wayde is at the moment though.
“Fast” Eddie Edison: Max, did you know that the symbol “alpha” was originally intended to represent the head of an ox?
McNally: No, Eddie, I didn’t. But I’m guessing someone else did. Kind of makes sense when you think about it…
Back outside, Wayde now understands what it is he has to do. He pulls himself up straight, and starts walking toward the bull; he keeps his eyes averted so as not to be seen to be issuing a direct challenge. Guessing correctly that this animal must be at least partly used to humans, he is able to get up close; but when he raises his hands to try and grasp the belt, the bull takes exception and pulls away. It stamps the ground and trots a few meters to one side, and the crowd collectively draws breath. Wayde puts one hand on his hip; a smile snakes across his face very briefly.
Wayde: It’s like that, huh? Okay, twinkle toes, let’s get X-Rated…
Wayde walks quite casually at an angle, pretending not to be interested in the hulking lump of muscle a few feet away. Suddenly, he breaks into a run and dashes forward, grabbing at the belt; he yanks upward, hoping the belt will slide up and away from the bull’s horns, but it’s more solidly secured than he first thought, and gets stuck on the curvature of the appendages. The bull snorts and rears, physically lifting Wayde off his feet; it shakes its head powerfully, and Wayde has to use his skill to land safely – this is no rodeo, and there’s no sawdust to cushion any impact.
Wayde: Son of a BITCH!
Emotion overrides common sense; it’s Wayde who sees red, and with a yell he jumps straight back up and stuns everyone by swinging himself up on to the bull’s back. At once the bull starts to buck, trying to get rid of his unwanted passenger; the crowd gasps at the foolhardy nature of the Entertainment Champion, who holds on to his title belt as the bull circles the lot. As the ride gets rougher, Wayde realizes that he won’t get anywhere with these tactics, and every second increases the chance of serious injury. He rolls with the bull’s movement and dismounts, his rational mind fortunately kicking in. He needs to think of something else; instinctively he understands that there is a solution to this problem somewhere, and knowing who is responsible for setting this particular challenge, it’s likely to come through cunning rather than brute strength…
The stakes are greatly raised now, for the bull is in no mood to humour Wayde any longer, and canters toward him, lowering its head with intent. Realising retreat is his only option, Wayde looks around and goes for the only elevated spot available at short notice; the top of Russo’s limo. Scrambling up, he almost topples off as the bull arrives and barges the vehicle, not head-on but with its bulk in a sideways shove. It repeats this action, its horn leaving multiple scratches in the paintwork to accompany several dents. Flicking its tail, it trots around to the front, ripping off the wing mirror on one side as it does so.
Wayde watches it closely, pondering his options, his heart hammering. In the background he can see the double doors to the arena, and peeking through are three familiar faces. Rolling his eyes, Wayde gesticulates at the rest of the NUE.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Aug 25, 2008 16:09:28 GMT -5
Wayde: Would you get out here?! I could use some help if you’re not too busy!
After a couple of seconds, Spade, Gooey and Hughes edge their way outside.
Hughes: Wow. That’s some bull.
Wayde points away from him, jabbing the air.
Wayde: Create a distraction, I’ve got an idea.
The three look at one another. The bull seems to have noticed them, but as yet hasn’t made its mind up as for what to do. It settles for pawing at the front of the limo, rocking it and then knocking the front bumper off with a clang, which startles the creature. It gores the bumper and flicks it a good twenty feet into the air, making the threesome bite their lips a little.
After a pause, Spade steps forward.
Spade: Errr…. Hey, you! Your mother wears Army Boots!
Gooey joins in.
Gooey: Your mother IS a pair of army boots! And Hard Gay’s posing pouch!
The bull just stares at them, and then casually urinates against the wheelarch of the limo.
Spade: Well, that was successful.
Gooey: I guess he’s a country type, the reference probably went over his head.
The multiple tag-champs ponder what else to do; Hughes, though, has a more direct approach.
Hughes: HEY! LARDARSE!!
Head, horns and eyes all rise. Hughes slaps his chest, silently hoping that this isn’t the stupidest thing he’s ever done.
Hughes: Yes, you, the walking meat counter!
As any schoolchild knows, it is not colour which attracts a bull, but movement. And movement + eye contact = a direct challenge to any self-respecting bull’s masculinity. Our bull lets out a rumbling sound of defiance, and then kicks forward into a charge.
Hughes: LEG IT!!
With only one place to go, the three wrestlers rush to the external doors and just about manage to scramble inside. There then follows the extraordinary sight of around 30 people all throwing themselves against the doors simultaneously, their combined weight keeping the building secure as the bull thunders up to the entrance and stabs at the doors, leaving a couple of gashes.
Its attention, however, is taken up long enough for Wayde to slide off of the roof, pull the door open on the limo and start it up, the driver having been mercifully predictable and left a spare set of keys tucked behind the sun visor. Wrenching on the steering wheel, Wayde makes the car turn and then go into a screeching spin, causing it to travel sideways diagonally; the pressure is such that the two tyres on the nearside are blown out and the vehicle comes to a stop leaning over. Alarmed, the bull retreats backward, and is corralled against the barriers and the building wall.
Realizing that the creature is strong enough to break out if angered enough, Wayde rolls down the passenger side window, and with a smirk gives the bull a less-than-polite gesture. The bull may not understand that it’s being insulted, but it shoves its head through the window; quick as a flash, Wayde rolls the window up just enough to trap his foe. The bull is understandably distressed by this; Wayde quickly loosens the cord holding the ET title and pulls it clear, before releasing the pressure on the animal. It instinctively rears back; Wayde, with a grin, dives over into the back seats and then climbs out of the sunroof on to the top of the vehicle. He holds his title aloft, drawing cheers from the crowd both watching at the scene and in the arena.
Wayde: I think I'll celebrate by going and grilling one of your relatives!
Edison: That may not have been wrestling as such, Max, but it sure was thrilling!
McNally: Very true, Eddie, very true. Our Entertainment champion certainly lived up to his billing tonight.
The crowd claps and cheers in agreement as the show goes to its final break.
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Aug 25, 2008 16:11:00 GMT -5
Match 5: Six Man Tag Team Elimination Match BK London, Jake Cheng, & Jay Zero vs. The Senator, Jake Steele, & Scott Andrews (Credit: BK London)
Phillip: This match is a six man tag team contest scheduled for one fall...making his way to the ring from Portland, Maine, Jay Zero!
"Unbroken [Hotel Baby]" by Monster Magnet sounds through the speakers and the crowd isn't exactly proud of the short haired assassin. However, his quote, "Do you love me now?" has really been pushing his new shirt in the merchandise department.
Phillip: And his tag team partners, the OCW World Champion and OCW International Champion, Top Draw!
"Pressure" by Lupe Fiasco comes to life and the golden boys make their way through the curtains with both championships over their shoulders. They have a look of confidence as they step into the ring and can anticipate a good contest going down, and a victory as well.
Phillip: And their opponents, from Brooklyn, New York, Jake Steele!
"Cake" by Lloyd Banks sounds and the No.1 Contender for the International Championship bounces to his own tune as he marches down the ring, and Cheng is ready to pounce on him at any time. Steele plays towards the fans in the audience until his partner's theme hits.
Phillip: And his partner, from Tampa Bay, Florida, Scott Andrews!
Parkway Drive’s "Anasasis/Xenophontis" hits and the Seven Deadly Sins winner makes his way to the ring to quite the ovation from the crowd. He is slaps hands with the fans in the front row and slides into the ring before standing side to side with his tag team partner.
Phillip: And their partner, from Washington D.C., "The Senator" Steve Phillips!
"Hail to the Chief" sounds through the speakers and Phillips is the final member to walk down the ramp to the ring. He doesn't keep his eyes off BK London, but BK London doesn't keep his eyes off him neither. The men who will be starting the match are chosen and the match is on it's way.
Starting off this match will be none other than the International Champion and the No.1 Contender for the ACW Champion, The Senator. While these men have met briefly in the past, it was nothing more than just a match - as these two have no real personal rivalry. However, Jake doesn't forget in the back of his mind that The Senator attacked him after another six-man a few weeks ago. The two lock up in the center of the ring, and quickly Jake Cheng latches on a side headlock in which The Senator manages to slip out of. He grabs Cheg in a rear waist lock, but Jake Cheng holds his ground and completes a standing switch before latching on another side headlock. He smiles, thinking he has out wrestles The Senator right then and there, but The Senator combats with a huge back suplex on the OCW International Champion. Upon getting up, Jake Cheng holds his back in pain and The Senator plants him in the center of the ring with a huge scoop slam before bouncing off the ropes and hitting a jumping keee drop right to the skull.
Jake Cheng holds his head in pain and The Senator makes the first cover of the match, hooking both legs.
ONE . . T-KICK OUT!
The champion gets his shoulder up, and The Senator rises up while picking up Jake Cheng and wrenches his arm while walking to his corner. The Senator is approaching Jake Steele, and Jake Cheng attempts to make a break for it but is unable to release himself from the grip of the former ACW champion. The tag is made, and Jake Steele hops over the ropes and begins to hit Jake Cheng with a flury of right hands and kicks before whipping him into the corner. Backing up, Jake Steele sprints forward and full speed - but before he can connect with an move, Jake Cheng rolls off to the side and manages to tag in Jay Zero. Zero, a bit suprised at the tag himself, enters the ring himself shortly after and isn't afraid to go toe to toe with the No.1 Contender for the International Championship. Steele bounces around the ring while Zero treads cautiously, and Steele attempts to land a low kick to the thigh but Zero blocks it. He attempts to land another kick, but Zero blocks it again. Zero backs up Jake Steele into a corner, having him exactly where he wants him, and attempts to go in for the kill but Steele manages to evade it. With Zero now in the corner, Steele scores with a few right hands to the grill of the former Entertainment Champion and follows up with an irish whip into the opposing corner.
Steele makes it his mission to to miss this time, and he connects perfectly with a stinger splash before backing up. Zero groggily walks out of the corner, and Steele slaps his knee before racing across the ring to bounce off the ropes. In what possibly could've been a RIGHT IN YO FACE, BK London decides not to take any chances and he hits a knee right to the back of Steele - unseen by the referee. Steele turns around and decks BK London right off the apron to a surprise from the crowd, however he doesn't see what Zero has in store for him. In a modified version of his Blinded Faith, Zero catches him with a Cobra Clutch and delivers a huge Cobra Clutch slam in the middle of the ring. It could very well be over, here, and Zero smartly goes for the cover.
ONE . . TWO . . KICK OUT!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Aug 25, 2008 16:11:32 GMT -5
Zero isn't too happy with Jake Steele getting his shoulder up, but BK London - who's climbing back on the apron demands a tag into the ring. While Zero doesn't necessarily like being interrupted during a good ass kicking, he lets this time slide and tags in BK London - who enters the ring and quickly takes it to Steele. BK London too can bounce around the ring, and he lands a stomp to the the ribs up Steele. Steele turns on his side to protect the ribs that was just stomped, and BK London cracks him with a huge kick to the lower back. Steele clutches his lower back in pain, and BK London picks up him and hits a high back suplex on the No.1 Contender.
BK London makes eye contact with The Senator while picking Steele up, but that proves to be a mistake as Steele catches BK London with two swift punches to the abdomen. Steele then cold cocks BK London with a huge right fist before bouncing off the ropes. Coming off the ropes at full speed, he looks to hit a clothesline on the current OCW Champion - but he is leveled with a massive big boot to the face. The boot almost knocks BK London off balance, but he manages to keep his balance before mounting over Steele and delivering blow after blow to his face. RAF begins to initiate the five count, in which BK London stops the assault at four before picking up Jake Steele and dragging him to the corner. Once again BK London looks over at The Senator before hitting a huge chop across the chest of Jake Steele, putting the No.1 Contender for the International Championship in a whole new world of hurt. The Senator throws some insults the way of BK London, and of course the loud mouth champion responds. But being caught off guard, Steele has his opportunity to mount some offense and he scores with a quick kick to the knee.
BK London clutches his knee in pain, and Steele bursts out the corner with a clothesline that takes down the OCW Champion. BK London gets up once more, and Steele irish whips him across the ring but he counters it and sends Steele into the ropes. Quickly getting RAF's attention, he distracts RAF from the heelish activity in London's corner as Jake pulls down the top rope so Steele goes soaring over. The double team beatdown commences and The Senator and Scott Andrews attempt to make their way around the ring to even up the odds, but RAF spots them in the corner of his eye and immediately goes to stop him. Zero throws Steele back into the ring and BK London makes the tag, but RAF is still preoccupied with Senator and Scott. RAF eventually notices the cover in the ring, and quickly enters the ring.
ONE . . TWO . KICK OUT!
London isn't too happy with RAF entering the ring a bit too late, so now BK London goes over to his corner and tags in Jake Cheng - who enters the ring and continues to work on his Heatwave opponent. Locking him in a rear naked choke, Jake hopes to make Steele pass out to give the advantage to his team, but slowly Steele begins to rise up with Jake on his back - showing impressive strength for a man his size. He throws Jake back first into the corner, and the pain has Jake release the hold. Steele whips Jake across the ring, but as Steele looks to follow up Jake plants him with two boots right to the jaw. Moving up to the middle turnbuckle, Jake dives off the top rope with a double axe handle attempt but he is caught with a kick in the abdomen. Jake keels over in pain, and Jake Steele manages to catch Cheng in a Backslide Pin.
ONE . . TWO . . THREE!
Phillip: Jake Cheng has been eliminated!
Jake Cheng managed to kick out right after three, but it's too late and he's absolutely dumbfounded upon realizing was eliminated first in the match. This sets him off in the worst way, as he pushes RAF out the way and now delivers a huge kick to the groin of Jake Steele. Steele drops down to the ground in pain, and now The Senator and Scott Andrews enter the ring ot help their friend. This brings BK London and Jay Zero in the ring, and Scott Andrews manages to hit a Cactus Clothesline on Jake - taking him over the top rope while the fight between BK London and The Senator spills to the outside. With the golden opportunity he has for himself in the ring, Jay Zero springboards off the top rope and manages to score with what he calls the "Zero Opportunity". Landing the 180 Springboard Moonsault perfectly on the already wore down Jake Steele, Zero hooks both legs and RAF manages to roll over to make the count.
ONE . . TWO . . THREE!
Phillip: Jake Steele has been eliminated!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Aug 25, 2008 16:11:53 GMT -5
Once again, the teams are evened up again, and Scott Andrews takes the initiative to enter the ring after disposing of Cheng and catches Zero from behind by surprise. He blatantly chokes Zero in front of the referee, as payback for the attacks over the past couple of weeks, but he's confident he'll get his revenge at Heatwave as well. Picking up Zero, he places him in the corner and delivers European Uppercuts out the wazoo before backing up and hitting a huge knee to the abdomen of the former Light Heavyweight Champion. Andrews pulls Zero out of the corner and hoists him on his shoulders in a Fireman's Carry Position. It looks like Andrews is going for the Zero Darkness, but Zero manages to grab onto the top rope with both hands - preventing him from doing so. Andrews then tosses Zero over the top rope to the outside, but Zero grabs onto the top rope once more and manages to stay on the apron.
Andrews springboards himself off the adjacent ropes and hits a dropkick right to the face of Zero, knocking him off the apron with his ode to Chris Jericho. Zero holds his jaw upon rising up, and Andrews decides to slide out the ring and go right after him. Zero turns around and Andrews attempts a clothesline, but Zero manages to duck under it. With the former two time Tag Team Champion caught off guard for that split second, he pays for it when Zero plants Andrews' neck on the thin padded mat on the outside with a huge neckbreaker. Andrews clutches his neck in pain and Phillips goes to check on him while Zero rolls back in the ring to regroup. BK London applauds Zero a bit for that offensive maneuver, but Zero doesn't pay London too much mind as he didn't do it to impress him.
Phillips manages to help Andrews up, and at the seven count Scott re-enters the ring, only for Zero to tag in BK London. Even BK London is a bit confused as to why he was tagged in, but nonetheless he enters the ring with the goal to deliver pain. BK London advances towards Scott Andrews and delivers a huge punch to the grill of the Seven Deadly Sins winner, before bouncing around a bit - something that's seeming to become a trademark amongst him. With Andrews reeling a bit, BK London bounces off the ropes and he looks to land a massive right hand but Andrews catches him with a desperation Lariat of Revenge. BK London flips onto his stomach due to the massive impact, and the crowd goes absolutely nuts. However, Scott Andrews isn't exactly springing back up to his feet as well. Phillips stretches his arm out, hoping to get the tag from Andrews, and slowly Andrews begins to make his way towards the corner. BK London is trying to shake off the effects of that brain rattling Lariat, and he sees Andrews edging towards Senator for the tag. He stumbles back up to his feet and dives to grab the ankle of his opponent, but it's too late as Scott manages to make that one final tag.
The Senator enters in like a man possessed and he quickly takes down BK London with a massive Washington Lariat - knocking BK London clear off his feet. Phillips pummels London with a set of rights and lefts before picking him up and whipping him into the ropes. London comes off the ropes and is sent soaring high with a huge back body drop in which he lands hard on his lower back. BK London gets up shortly after and Phillips manages to drive him into the mat with a Liberalizer. Taking him down, Phillips rolls him over on his back and goes for the cover.
ONE . . TWO . TH-
But Jay Zero manages to break it up at the last moment. Andrews musters up enough strength to get to his feet, and he delivers a huge forearm to the face of Jay Zero. Zero stumbles backwards into the corner and Scott Andrews scores with a hellacious clothesline in the corner before following up with a ring shaking bulldog. Zero rolls under the bottom rope to the outside, holding his jaw for a second and The Senator gets down on all fours by the ropes. Scott Andrews bounces off the opposing ropes and uses The Senator's back to launch himself higher into the air and he soars over the top rope with a Flipping Senton - right onto Jay Zero. The crowd pops for the high risk attack, but they aren't happy once they realize BK London is right back up. Phillips turns around and he walks right into a kick in the abdomen and BK London hits The Revolver dead in the center of the ring. Hooking the leg, The Senator's time in this match looks over.
ONE . . TWO . . THR-KICK OUT!
The Senator managed to kick out The Revolver, which is quite the amazing feat, and BK London can't believe it. He hooks the leg of The Senator once more, this time grapevining it, and hopes to get the pin once more.
ONE . . TWO . . THR-KICK OUT!
Once again The Senator gets his shoulder up, and BK London can't believe it at all. BK London rises up and gets to the punching on The Senator, scoring blow after blow to the forehead before picking up the former ACW Champion. BK London latches in an abdominal stretch on Phillips, stretching his torso in a way it's not supposed to be. The Senator is in unimaginable pain, and Scott Andrews manages to get up on the apron and he starts to bang the top turnbuckle. Rallying support from the fans, the thousands of fans in attendance begin to stomp in unison and Phillips begins to feed off the support. However, the growing momentum diminishes once Jay Zero grabs the hand of BK London for extra leverage on the outside - unbeknownst to RAF. But once noticing the immediate rush of pain, RAF peeks around the back of BK London to see Jay Zero holding onto his hand and pulling. Immediate action is taken and RAF kicks the hands of the two apart, and The Senator is able to land a huge hiptoss on BK London.
Phillips begins to crawl to his corner to Andrews, who's looking much better, and it looks like he's going to make the tag - but suddenly Jay Zero rushes into the ring and takes Andrews off the apron. The crowd boos furiously, and RAF tells Zero to get back to his corner and the former Entertainment Champion obliges. The Senator reaches the corner, but there's no one there. However, as Andrews hops back on the apron to recieve the tag - BK London picks the ankle of The Senator and drags him across the ring before tagging in Jay Zero. Jay Zero enters the ring and delivers a massive elbow drop to the back of The Senator's neck before he shoots the half for the cover.
ONE . . TWO . . TH-KICK OUT!
Zero doesn't like this pugnacity for the No.1 Contender at all, and he delivers a few stomps to the kidneys of the veteran. He picks up where BK London left off, working the back and the abdominals with a Boston Crab. Sitting on the back of The Senator, Zero is anxiously awaiting to hear The Senator tap out - but the former champion doesn't look like he wants to give up. Phillips crawls to the ropes, expending quite a bit of energy he had in the tank, and he eventually makes it. Zero takes full advantage of the five count before releasing the submission at four, which makes RAF a bit angry. Zero exchanges a few words with RAF himself while BK London takes advantage and chokes The Senator from the outside of the ring using his wrist tape. Moments before RAF turns around, BK London hops back up on the apron and grabs the tag rope like nothing happened. Zero pulls The Senator to the center of the ring and goes for another cover.
ONE . . TWO . . T-KICK OUT!
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Post by Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune on Aug 25, 2008 16:12:36 GMT -5
Once again The Senator manages to kick out, and BK London can't believe it. BK London calls out to Jay Zero, insulting him, and telling him to give up the tag. Jay Zero flips off BK London, showing the ultimate sign of disrespect, before picking up The Senator and hoping to follow up. Zero looks at BK London and tells him to watch this, and he hoists up Senator on his shoulders. It appears he's going for the Zero Darkness - but The Senator slips off his shoulders and pushes Zero out the ring. Facepalm by BK London, and The Senator collapses and crawls his way towards the corner. Zero gets right back up and rushes into the ring, but he's too late and The Senator tags in Scott Andrews.
Andrews hops over the top rope and takes down Zero with a clothesline. Zero gets up again and now recieves a Spinning Wheel Kick to the temple. Andrews rises up the same time as Zero, and now plants him in the center of the ring with a Scoop Slam. BK London enters the ring to attempt to even up the odds, but he is hiptossed and he lands back first onto the torso of Jay Zero. Zero holds his abdomin in pain while BK London rolls out under the bottom rope to the outside.
Andrews now perches himself up on the top turnbuckle, sitting there while he awaits Jay Zero to return to his feet. Zero staggers up to his feet, and as he turns around he is the recipient of the Heat Seeker. Andrews rises back up to a sitting position and now gets to his feet while he awaits for Zero to get up. He appears to be waiting so he can hit The Head Shot - but BK London rolls back into the ring and grabs Andrews from behind. Andrews however quickly hoists up BK London on his shoulders before planting him in the mat with a TKO he calls 'Decapitator'. Surprising, Andrews - Jay Zero quickly hits a jawbreaker and then follows up with one of the quickest Zero Darkness' that has ever been hit. Zero covers Andrews and hooks both legs.
ONE . . TWO . . THREE!
Phillip: Scott Andrews has been eliminated!
It's a two on one match now, and The Senator is still a bit tired on the apron from the previous beat down. Grabbing him, Zero pulls his body into the ring and now hoists him up on his shoulders for the Zero Darkness. However, The Senator managed to scout that move so he managed to maneuver himself into a Electric Chair position before rolling Zero up in a Victory Roll.
ONE . . TWO . . THRE-KICK OUT!
Jay Zero managed to kick out in the nick of time, and as both men get up, Zero attempts a clothesline but he is hit with a drop toe hold face first into the mat. Shifting it into this second gear, The Senator springs back up to his feet and he waits for Zero to turn around. Phillips looks for his Fillibuster, but Jay Zero manages to elbow his way out of it - something that BK London on the other side of the ring didn't calculate. BK London steps forward and pushes himself off his right foot, and is unable to stop himself after seeing Zero elbow Phillips to the ground. Zero turns around and gets a face full of boot, courtesy of the Shades of Michaels - and BK London now realizes the errors of his ways. The Senator pops up behind BK London and hits a German Suplex, knocking him to the other side of the ring to a huge pop from the crowd. Seeing Zero get up, The Senator bounces off the ropes and hits his Partisan Kick square on before collapsing on Zero. Stephan Russo is seen racing down to the ring, possibly to stop the fall, but he doesn't move fast enough.
ONE . . TWO . . BK London is up, and he could very well break up the fall at this point. But he opts not to and returns to the corner to play possum. . THREE!
Phillip: Jay Zero has been eliminated!
It's down to one on one, but Stephan Russo hops up on the apron and gets RAF's attention. The Senator sees this, and he grabs Russo by his collar - but BK London attacks Phillips from behind, knocking his grip loose. Quickly BK London rolls up The Senator in a school boy, but not before getting a hand full of pants to give him his extra leverage.
ONE . . TWO . . THREE!
Phillip: And the winners of this match, the team of BK London, Jake Cheng, and Jay Zero!
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