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Post by The Senator on Sept 12, 2008 11:33:41 GMT -5
The Fastest Hour on Television returns to ACW programming!
Start time will be somewhere after 9:00 CT, so feel free to send in stuff up to that point.
---------------------------------- Showcase Match #1: Danny Richards vs. Alex Trixer ---------------------------------- Showcase Match #2: G-Unit vs. The Boneheads ----------------------------------
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Post by The Senator on Sept 12, 2008 22:48:25 GMT -5
And the return begins...now.
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Post by The Senator on Sept 12, 2008 22:49:55 GMT -5
A Recap from May 08 to the Current Day (Credit: Senator)
May ’08
The month of May was important for three things: A. Stan Johnston defeated Cernunnos on the last independently televised edition of Fallout B: The Fallout Trios Tournament continued after the loss of the TV deal, resulting in the Japanese team of Bladeshadow, Kudo Yasuda, and MASAKI winning, defeating the formidable Corporate Club team in the finals. C: If you didn’t know already, Fallout lost their TV deal, due to dwindling ratings, time slot disputes, the irregular schedule, and a change in direction for their network. This was a major blow to Fallout, although holding company Corestock decided to continue their contract for the rest of 2008, allowing the Fallout brand to keep going, albeit, under the radar.
June ‘08
June started off strong, as Sylvain “Pay Day” Mint and Sgt. Pilko defeated the Royles, dethroning the long time tag champs to take the Openweight Tag Titles. The Television Title was stripped from Julio Rivera, due to the inability for the champion to defend on television. The simmering mutual resentment between El Froggy Mask and Daniel Ness finally erupted into violence, and the two Corporate Club members brawled their way through every single show of the month, despite Biff’s efforts to stop them. Skurai disappeared about by this point, only to show up two months later at a PEWA appearence, extremely out of shape.
July ‘08
The match that had been building to a month came to a head in July, with El Froggy and Ness fighting in a bloody no holds barred match, but came to an uneventful conclusion as Biff Taylor broke things up by calling Colossus Rhodes out to KO both men. Tim Dwight challenged for the Openweight Title, and although the timeless veteran came close, Johnston was the stronger man, and Lariated his way to another successful title defense. Dangerous Nicholas Alger and Wolf challenged for the tag titles, but lost due to interference.
Perhaps the most important story of the month was an end of the month title defense by Johnston, this time, against former ACW World Champion, Bladeshadow. Johnston’s right arm was decimated by a horrific high kick that the cowboy blocked, but the steel kickpad of Blade fractured his forearm on impact. Johnston still won, finishing with a left armed Lariat, but was deemed out of the picture for several months afterwards.
August ‘08
In August, the Texans made their attempt at revenge for Johnston by facing MASAKI and Bladeshadow, but were thwarted when Gary interfered with the weakest chair shot ever on Duke Cogburn. The former ninja associate of Skurai ended up being thrashed by the Texans, getting them counted out. Damien King declared himself the undisputed King of Africa after defeating PEWA’s King Crusher Jones and LUE’s Simba Mufasa in a triple threat match.
Ness and Froggy had their second match, and this time, with the blessing of Biff Taylor, Ness was able to gain a hardly fought victory over Froggy, after which, both reconciled, shook hands, and made fun of the audience.
Most importantly, August 18 was the day that Stephan Russo publicly announced his purchase of the Fallout brand, and started a new era for the show, back in ACW hands.
September ‘08
Fallout talent, such as Gary and the Corporate Club made appearances on ACW television in the month of September, but they still had their own business. Stan Johnston, when challenged by Biff Taylor to appear, announced his intentions for a full recovery in time for the return to television. Dangerous Nicholas Alger made waves by defeating Colossus Rhodes and Jeffery Janson in a handicap match, submitting the big man with a Bermuda Triangle hold.
Bladeshadow demanded the Openweight Title, and when denied, KO kicked Biff Taylor, and ringside announcer Cruiser Khan. A still injured, cast wearing Stan Johnston, instead of the Corporate Club made his appearance, and the save, clubbing Bladeshadow out of consciousness with the cast. The tag champs defended against the Boneheads, and made short work out of them, and the roster finally readied itself for the big time again...
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Post by The Senator on Sept 12, 2008 22:50:58 GMT -5
G-Unit vs. The Boneheads Alex Richmond
The fact that Fallout is back after such a long hiatus has the crowd going wild, there are many people in the crowd wearing t-shirts with the Fallout logo emblazoned on them and “Fallout Fanatic For Life” beneath. As The Boneheads’ theme music kicks in the crowd cheer, glad to see familiar faces more than glad to see these specific ones. Nonetheless, Ken Williams and Jason Daniels eat up the attention, smiling stupid grins and high-fiving the crowd, and each other as they make their way to the ring. Their illusions of fame, however, are soon shattered as The Offspring’s “Defy You” hits the speakers are the crowd go wild, chanting “G-Unit, we love you!” repeatedly as Gooey Garth and Jonny Spade make their way to the ring.
*Bell Rings*
Jonny Spade and Jason Daniels start off and Jonny wastes no time in grabbing the upper hand, transitioning smoothly from the initial lockup into a Vertical Suplex which is delivered with surprising power. The crowd eat it up and after dropping Daniels with a German Suplex Jonny makes the tag to Gooey, bringing an enormous pop from the crowd. Gooey holds his arms aloft, soaking in the adulation, as Daniels rises to his feet before sprinting forwards and nailing him with a Running Big Boot which has his head bouncing off the mat before any other part of his body has come crashing down. Gooey quickly covers and the 3-count looks elementary, however, Ken Williams has other ideas as he climbs into the ring. He somehow manages to trip over his own feet en-route to Gooey and Daniels’ position yet, fortunately, he trips onto them, breaking the pinfall.
Gooey rises to his feet and turns to Williams, who is now trying to exit the ring, and decides to give him a helping hand by sending him soaring over the top rope. This gives Daniels a little time to recover and Gooey turns into a kick to the gut and a Pumphandle Slam, after the effort of which Daniels slumps to the canvas. Williams clambers back onto the apron and yells for Daniels to make the tag, which after a lot of crawling, he manages to do as, simultaneously, Gooey is tagging Jonny back in – who woulda thunk it?
Williams flies into the ring with a tonne of energy and charges at Jonny, connecting with a Running Headbutt. Unfortunately for Williams, Jonny doesn’t go down and simply stumbles back into the ropes, off which he comes with great momentum and levels Williams with a brutal clothesline. He then proceeds to drag Williams to his feet in order to drill him to the mat with the Silver Spade, covering him after he does so. Daniels attempts to stop the inevitable but Gooey steps in to block his path and G-Unit pick up the win expected of them.
Winners: G-Unit
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Post by The Senator on Sept 12, 2008 22:52:10 GMT -5
Eye of the Storm Draven Rook CRASH! The sound of lightning smashing down can be heard as clear as day as we’re shown the opening scene of a city street in Kent, England. The typical British rain is drenching all those unfortunate enough to be caught out in it as many people scatter for cover under newspapers, umbrellas or towards the warm safety of indoors scrambling for their coffee-makers to boil up some coco and watch Everyone Hates Chris on Paramount. Even though it’s summer, we’re in the midst of a dreadful storm in Southeast England several miles out from the capital. While all the men, women and children on the streets of Maidstone run for mercy of the bitter storm scattering like ants under the magnifying glass one man walks alone in a slow and casual pace dressed in a Gothic Priest style robe with the hood pulled up. As this hooded man walks down the street people swerve out of his way to try not to bump into him as they sprint past him but the hooded man pays them no mind as to him they are lesser beings. Bees to his queen, Privates to his Sergeants, Subjects to his King and this man should he so choose to would rule with an iron fist. As twisted as a pretzel, the man under the cloak isn’t the biggest or the smallest but he knows exactly what to do in any situation. The man is a genius and he can just by looking at someone find out everything about them, particularly their weaknesses. From first glance one would think he’s a metalhead gothic type that would be sooner found head banging then at a church but in actuality, the man in front of us is a devout Catholic with some warped misconceptions. As he walks along the street, he passes by an alley where nestled in the shelter from the rain is three men with skinhead haircuts, tracksuits and Chelsea Football Club scarves with the exception of one of them wearing a Nike baseball cap. All three of them drinking from the same bottle of “White Lightning” which is a cheap and nasty cider, a series of stereotypes contributing to the total package of what we call a menace to society in England, what we call “Chavs” or “Scallies”. Cocky, angry and dangerous usually stemming from lower-class broken homes, the chavs are a fickle creature that will attack anyone and anything either physically or verbally. In this case, it’s the latter as one of the older chav who couldn’t be no more then 18 decides to open his mouth and challenge this twisted individual. Lead Chav: “Get a wash ya’ scatty bastard!” The hooded figure stops and turns to the young men not showing any particular signs of being bothered about the insulting. Cloaked Figure: … “Excuse me?”Lead Chav: “I said, get a wash ya’ grimey sod! The camera shows a back perspective of the young men advancing on the cloaked figure and you can see the face of the man in the cloak. He has a thick goatee beard and long black hair, which is perfectly straight. Just as the young chavs walk towards the menacing figure in the robes, the anonymous man openly returns the gesture. Cloaked Figure: “I had a bath this morning like I do every other day.”Lead Chav: “Duzn’t look like it mate, looks like ya’ could do with a shave and a haircut as well ya’ sweaty bastard!” The group of aggressive youths burst into laughter with one of them patting the mouth-piece on the back heavily. The three men then start to circle the cloaked figure as an inevitable beat-down starts to look in the way of this former priest. Cloaked Figure: “I don’t need to conform to any of your arrogant codes in life. The way I live my life is of none concern to you just like how your sister being a harlot is no concern of mine and that your father routinely beats your mother once a week causing your mother to find alternative relationships such as the fling she had with the postman which you just so happened to walk in on. Of course, there’s you who feels too insecure to want to be a stand-a-lone individual and crave the attention of others pulling stunts like this. Instead of paying any attention in school you lounge about wasting your life snorting cocaine and sleeping with your friend in the Nike caps younger sister despite being only 11 years old. Eventually in several years time you’ll realize you’ve wasted your life and become nothing more then a burnt-out husk living alone on the street begging for just one more fix of your heroin while using your friends as crutches to the destroyed dreams of your childhood… but oh it’ll just be too late for you won’t it?”Annoyed at the mention of his sister the other one gets into a combat position ready to swing for the fences but the lead chav starts to speak again before any combat can commence. Lead Chav: “I don’t like yer smart-mouth mate! We’re gonna’ batter ya’ ya’ cheeky shit!” Cloaked Figure: “You wouldn’t dare hurt a servant of God…”The main chav just laughs in his face as he gets ready for a fight. Lead Chav: “Yeah? Just fuckin’ watch me ya’ prick.” And with that, he takes a wild haymaker shot slamming a fist right into the mouth of the ex-priest. His head twists to the side and he takes a step-back in recoil but doesn’t show any signs of pain. He turns his head back to the man while throwing his hood back, staring right into the eyes of the 18 year old who has a world of pain coming his way. The shot, which would’ve taken out any of his friends, had no visible effect on the ex-priest and the chav’s eyes widen in fear as he realized that this was the wrong day to pick a fight. Cloaked Figure: “Pathetic. I told you you wouldn’t dare and even though you tried… you failed… miserably. You shalt die by my hands, begger.”The lead chav attempts another shot but before it gets anywhere near his face the cloaked figure grabs his fist and twists the arm so that the chav is dropped to one knee. The cloaked figure flings out a solid boot right to the twisted arm and a horrific, agonizing scream of pain can be heard as the arm is shattered at the joint. The chav defeated in one blow rolls around shedding tears but his attention is not drawn long to the suffering as he has two other thugs to take care of. He twists around 180 degrees delivering a spinning back-fist right into the nose of the one without the baseball cap, blood sprays everywhere as he drops face-first on the floor as his nose is completely shattered prompting more screams of pain from the doomed chavs. When he turns to see the final hat-wearing chav he sees the glint of steel flying at high speed towards him but the cloaked figure who’s already proven his deadly abilities grabs the arm and arcs it downwards causing the scally to stab himself right in the stomach and instantly the blood begins to soak his Lacoste tracksuit. The cloaked figure rips the knife out of his stomach leaving him to fall to his side trying to stop his organs falling out. The figure in the cloak then realizes that all his enemies have been beaten to pulp except for the original mouthy one that started this entire fiasco. The cloaked figure kicks him in the spine and he rolls onto his front. Laughing to himself the cloaked man lowers himself right down wrapping an arm around the neck of the chav putting his mouth right up close to his ear he has a confused look and sniffs in slightly. Cloaked Figure: “Hmm… you call me unhygienic but oh look how the tables have turned. You’ve defecated in the confines of your trousers. That’ll be embarrassing to explain to your father won’t it? See, your fatal mistake in life is…”He raises the knife to the throat of the lead chav who has just been beaten and humiliated alongside his friends by one man. The chav who is still squirming from the broken arm is crying his eyes out at the pain of that and the fear of the knife by his throat. Cloaked Figure: “Instead of… say embracing the light like I did, you ran away from it as far as possible and ended up in a world of trouble just like now. Where are you in life now? You’re alone, you’re mugging defenceless people of the public for self-pleasure and greed for simple material possessions however by doing that… you’re destroying your soul and condemning yourself to a lifetime of depravity. Maybe it was the way you were raised? People come from awful backgrounds, however some of the people who have sought me out for guidance have come out stronger then ever even after living through a personal Hell. You’ve had it light compared to some of my former children but you still drove yourself to this. How does it feel to realize this situation could’ve been entirely avoided and would’ve been if it weren’t for your own stupidity? Does it feel humiliating?”Fearing the reaction of lying to the man holding a knife to his neck he nods in agreement trying to choke back the tears, his fear of the man on his back completely zoning him out from the pain his friends are suffering. Cloaked Figure: “I’m feeding off of your misery, do you know that? I feel your pain, I know what it’s like to be broken and I know what it’s like to be ripped into shreds. I’ve felt this same pain and because of that my aim is to rid the world of sinners like you, to build a perfect world free of scum like you. It was in this same sort of scenario that I found out just like you that if you don’t embrace the light…”Slowly the knife is moved from the throat and up towards the man’s eyes. Shivers are sent down this poor young man’s throat slowly upwards towards his right eye which causes his heart to beat rapidly. ”It Blinds You…” One last thunderous heartbeat echoes through the young man who’s gone from King of the Land to Orphan in terms of ego size in about 2 minutes. Fearing the worst he shuts his eyes as the man on his back stands up before throwing a thunderous heavy boot to the back of his head slamming it into the solid stony ground squashing his head like a tomato. Knocked unconscious instantly. The man looks back to the opening of the alley where a man in glasses walks around the corner to see the horrific sight of all 3 young men lying in pools of their own blood but as he wipes the lenses of his glasses he sees just the 3 men and nothing else as the cloaked priest just fades into the storm. ”The Light Embraces Fallout…” 19/9/2008 [/B][/center]
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Post by The Senator on Sept 12, 2008 22:53:46 GMT -5
Segment: Mexican Delight (Credit: Zero)
Quickly fading into our next shot, we capture the greatness that is known as Pablo Lopez on film. With his mustache grown large and face shadowed by his large sombrero, Pablo adjusts the golden title that is over his shoulder. Pushing his poncho slightly out of the way, he goes to begin.
Pablo :: Hola amigos! Was shakin'?! As you know! Yo soy el Latin Lunatic! Me llamo PABLOOOOO LOPEZ! And as joo can see! I am el CHAMPIONE de ALL of Eastern Texas! And as joo can see, I am ze man dat will topple ze charts and climb el ladder of Fallout all the way -- to ZE TOP! Daniel Ness! Stan Joonson! Watch out! Pablo's comin'!
He flashes a big, wide grin exposing his not-so-perfectly aligned, yellowish and brown tinted teeth. Sheesh -- all that chewing tobacco has done wonders for Pablo! As he grins he smacks his open palm against his East Texas Heavyweight Title. We can only wonder if Pablo has made any major improvements since his last Fallout performance -- we can hope. But.. I seriously doubt it.
The scene fades out.
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Post by The Senator on Sept 12, 2008 22:55:25 GMT -5
Segment: The Pay Day The scene opens up backstage, and "Pay Day" Sylain Mint sits at a desk, much to the jeers of the Fallout crowd. Behind him is his trademark banner, img370.imageshack.us/img370/328/sylvainmintlt5.jpg, but with the added words "The Pay Day Challenge". There's some confusion over this, as Sylvain speaks.Sylvain: Hello, and welcome to the "Pay Day Challenge". I have become extruciatingly bored with the current state of Fallout's opposition, and I believe that it is absolutely despicable that those with such high talents as myself, Daniel Ness, and other top talents are stuck having to endure the ill-talented, bad-mannered, poverty-stricken type of folk that this little promotion has carried. I, of course, am talking about people like Dangerous Nick Alger... Some pops from the crowd.Sylvain: ...Skurai Louder pops.Sylain: ...And, inexplicably, your champion Stan H. Johnson. HUGE pops.Sylvain: So, I had a little word with Mr. Biff, and we decided that in order to spruce up some of those lazy rogues that plague this place. This is where I come in. The Pay Day Challenge will offer people, anybody that dares to try and face me, a cash prize of ten thousand dollars. Sounds interesting? Well it gets even better. For every match that I win, the prize goes up $5,000. The crowd approve of this, but Sylvain smirks.Sylvain: However, there is a catch. If somebody fails to beat me, and let's face it, I am the most decorated wrestler in the history of Fallout, so that seems unlikely. But when some poor, cheap, pathetic wrestler fails to beat me, they'll be fined a week's wages! Good day. The segment fades out, with the challenge becoming more interesting with the prospect of wrestlers fighting to keep their wage packet, and also the prize of a huge cash sum.
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Post by The Senator on Sept 12, 2008 22:56:18 GMT -5
Segment: Boneheads (Credit: XS3)
Ken: Heh heh heh, ummm, so like Fallout is back and stuff. Heh heh heh, and we’re being placed against two scrubs named G-Unit. Heh heh heh, we’re so going to kick their ass. Then we’re gonna score! Heh heh heh! WITH RENA! FIRE FIRE!
Jason: Huh huh huh, settle down Ken. And uhhh, this is a message to those tag team champion dudes. We’re gonna kick your ass too and take those belts. Cause we rule. And you smell like anus.
Both: Huh huh heh heh huh huh heh heh.
Fade.
Segment: Ben Drinkin (Credit: XS3)
Ben: Well hello there, Fallout. Now I know what you’re thinking. “Where is Afternoon?” Well, he had a cardiac arrest a while back and the doctors told him to just lay off wrestling for a while. So for the time being, it looks like I’m on my own. No matter. I think we can all agree that my first goal will be winning a piece of gold.
Ben rubs his hands together with a look of glee in his eye.
Ben: So this is a warning to the others on Fallout. Whether it’s the Fallout Openweight or Television title, I promise you all that Ben Drinkin is back in business, baby! It’s time for everyone to get intoxicated.
Fade.
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Post by The Senator on Sept 12, 2008 22:57:39 GMT -5
Segment: Zakosity! Credit: Zak DiMitri
The crowd pops as a man they all know by the name Wolf is shown walking the back stage area. He quitly walks through not talking to anyone. Crew members get out of his way when he walks by. As he walks however he is approched by a man wearing a white singlet with blue spot on the front and back. It says Zakosity in white writing on it.
ZD: Hello there, I am Zak DiMitri and I am here to help you!
Wolf looks confused
ZD: See with you competing on Fallout and fighting Wayde Russeller next Monday, I decided you need some motivaion. Maybe a change of attitude and that is why I am going to give you, completely free of charge, my motiviatonal book.......Pure Zakosity! It will help you to achieve a high standard of life and peace of mind. So take this book and you can go from bum to star in .........
Wolf: SHUT UP!
Zak throws the book in the air and runs away as Wolf shakes his head and walks away
Fade.
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Post by The Senator on Sept 12, 2008 22:58:55 GMT -5
Segment: DNA: A Dangerous Man (Credit: Senator)
Standing in the back, wearing a Tapout t-shirt, is none other than Nicholas Alger, who addresses the camera with a direct stare.
DNA: My name is Dangerous Nicholas Alger, I'm one of the original Fallout members, and I'm gonna show just why I'm the best fighter in all of combat sports. See, I'm so badass that people call me Dangerous like it's my first name. And guess what? There's a bunch of reasons for that. I'll tell you why. I'm an expert, trained in the fighting arts. I started out with amateur wrestling, but I didn't like it much, since I'd get disqualified when I'd punch my opponent. I then took Tae Kwan Do, and reached black belt, fourth degree, winning several tournaments in the process. I spent a few months absorbing the Miletich Fighting Systems, learned some submissions, and went into MMA.
DNA: My record in MMA proves my strengths, but I wanted to be a bigger name, so I went into pro wrestling. Learned from several people, one guy trained me to forget my martial arts, Tim Dwight trained me to integrate them together. I AM Dangerous. Anyone who forgets that, like Daniel Ness did, like Jeffery Janson did, like Colossus Friggin' Rhodes did, they all tap out, or get knocked the hell out! Stan Johnston, when I get around to you, you'll be no exception! Plenty of respect for you, but when you got that Openweight Title, when you got that undefeated Fallout career, you got a big fat target on your back, and I'm gunning right for it.
Fade Out
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Post by The Senator on Sept 12, 2008 22:59:55 GMT -5
Segment: Your Former Tag Champs.....
The scene opens up in an alleyway, where Pat McGroin and Ivor Biggin are beating the crap out of some poor bloke. They don't hesitate to launch their boots in, to the point where it seems like the man isn't even moving.
Biggin: That'll teach the fool to spill my pint!
McGroin: Yeah! He ought to have learnt some manners, the dirty Scouse nonce
Biggin spits on the man, as McGroin walks away, showing that he's done with the man. Biggin follows.
McGroin: So now with Fallout back, we have the chance to show the world that once again, we are the biggest and best tag team on the planet!
Biggin: Aye, we don't need no title belts of ours, wherever the hell they fucking went, we'll take on any challengers! Whether it's the Goodfellas, Nation of Awesomation, the Corporate Club, anyone! McGroin: But you better fucking watch who you're fighting up against! If you don't want to end up in a messy, bloody pulp like that fool over there!
Biggin: Haha, yeah! We're the Royles, and who the fuck are you!
They high five each other, and leave the scene, sending a message to all the tag teams in Fallout.
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Post by The Senator on Sept 12, 2008 23:01:33 GMT -5
Match: Danny Richards vs. Alex Trixer
On paper, this looked like the squash of the ages, but Richards' new phsyique suggest that this match could have been more of an even match than expected. Well, the match reverted to the old expectation within seconds of the match. Trixer threw a punch which was pretty pathetic, and Richards respoded with a huge forearm smash, that knocked Trixer off his feet. It might even have been enough to end the match, but Richards instead went to show how much of a force he looked destined to be in the federation. He lifted the poor sod up, hooking his head, and planting a Tornado DDT. He made the cover, but Trixer was able to get a should up at the last minute. This didn't please Richards, who lifted up the man from Florida and went to work on his body, firing numerous shots to the gut. Trixer tried to get back into the match, and took Richards by surprise with a Crossbody, that took the former Entertainment Champion down.
It wasn't enough to win the match, but it showed that he wasn't simply going to be pushed over. He got up, lifting Richards up, and hit an impressive Fisherman's Suplex. He used this as the set up to the Cosmos Crush, and leapt up onto the turnbuckle into a Corkscrew Senton. Unfortunately, Richards managed to roll out the way, so Trixer landed on the ground with a thud. Richards picked him up, and planted him with a Powerbomb. Not as hard as his former days as a hoss, but still pretty powerful. Richards made the cover, but it wasn't enough to end the match. This didn't phase him though, instead lifting Trixer into the Richards Clash, and sending him to the floor. The ring shakes, as Richards rolls him over and collects the 1-2-3, much to the chagrin of the crowd.
FALLOUT WINNER: Danny Richards
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Segment: Sweet Home Fallout Credit: S.H.J (Steele)
With the return of Fallout, also ushers in the return of old faces. But this face that has appeared on the screen isn't just a pick in the dirt, oh no... this is former (?) Fallout Openweight Champione himself, Stan H. Johnston. Since last appearing on his Fallout Television, Stan has seemingly kept in shape while still holding onto that Cowboy physique he is famous for. With his cowboy hat placed on tightly to his head, his black vest over his torso and of course his signature bullrope placed in his hand, Stan stands in front of the camera for the first time in ages as he begins his statement.
Stan H. Johnston: Damn... it sure as hell feels good to be home. Fallout, the place that I made my name famous, and at times... infamous. The place that people called Johnston Town, and the ONLY place you could see the rootin'... tootin'... and gun shootin' S.O.B in action! The fastest hour in television is what they call it, and goddamnit it's a hard fact to not agree with, when ya' got new and old all comin' together to put this back on the map! Back in the global per-uh--...spective, and back in the hearts of millions.
It's a task not many men can do, but I ain't ya' regular cowboy, now am I!? Haha, I'm the representation of a cold blooded bastard and for all the new pilgrims out there... it's about time that Mr. Johnston takes this rope right her'... and shows you all a little bit of Texan Comfort!
YEEEEEEEEE HAWWWWWWW!
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Post by The Senator on Sept 12, 2008 23:04:32 GMT -5
Segment: Hiring and Firing (Credit: Senator)
As the show heads towards the finish, the entire Fallout roster is shown standing at ringside, while a familiar figure to hardcore ACW fans appears at the top of the entranceway, flanked by security. British businessman, Peter Bannatyne, wearing a plain suit, and holding a clipboard, beckons for a microphone, as he begins to address the roster.
Bannatyne: I have been granted the powers to run this show from here on out, by Stephan Russo himself.
The crowd, and especially, the roster at ringside all show their shock at the statement, perhaps none more so than Biff Taylor, who just about drops his jaw to the floor.
Bannatyne: Being a businessman, and a good one at that, I intend to make this section of Alpha Championship Wrestling become financially stable, and eventually, the most profitable wing of the company. That is what I was hired to do, and tonight, as my first action as the new Fallout Chairman, I will call out a number of names.
Bannatyne: Tim Dwight, Bladeshadow, MASAKI, Eddie Torgo, Tony Givens, Zephyr, Biff Taylor. From the Dwight Gym: Fernando Rodriguez, Candyman, Steve KilPatrick, Matthew Murton, Craig Lewis, Everyman, and I believe that is all.
Bannatyne: Now then, out of all you people...only one will remain a member of this roster for the next show.
The stated individuals all murmur amongst themselves, and even those not mentioned seem utterly aghast at the shocking statement.
Bannatyne: And that one man, will be...Biff Taylor. Mr. Taylor will remain on the roster as a road agent, and as my representative between the locker room and the front office. The rest of you will receive your walking papers as you exit to the back, do please pack your bags as you leave. The Dwight Gym has been a financial burden for too long, producing far too little in terms of talent, and Tim Dwight himself takes in too much money for doing too many things. Speaking of too much money, Bladeshadow's contract is simply enormous, and we can no longer afford his services. MASAKI has Japanese commitments, therefore, he is not 100% a Fallout ACW employee, and therefore, he can fulfill those Japanese commitments full time. Eddie Torgo has been stated as being mentally unbalanced. We can not allow someone who is a liability to himself and the company on television. Tony Givens and Craig Lewis are two too many executives. Finally, Zephyr did not make it out to the ring, due to being crippled. He was drawing a paycheck, despite not doing anything. No more deadwood will be tolerated, and he is now able to collect disability insurance. Thank you for your time, and I implore all those in the audience to tune in next week to see how Fallout can be run as a well oiled machine.
Fade Out, End of Show
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Post by BK London on Sept 12, 2008 23:09:40 GMT -5
Welcome back Fallout.
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Post by Dalton on Sept 12, 2008 23:18:14 GMT -5
*ques Welcome Back, Kotter theme*
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