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Post by SWAT Team on Dec 1, 2020 4:19:22 GMT -5
The scene shoots to the ramp way as the arena lights drop to a dark orange. A fast montage of HPWA Commisioner Phoenix plays
*GONG!* Fog rolls out and a circle of fire lights on the stage. A flash shot of TKOW showrunner Phoenix is shown.
*GONG!* A deep voice booms out "Time to Rise!" as the tron lights up with fiery lettering spelling out "Rise Like the Phoenix", and a flash shot of Phoenix crushing Cobryn with a steel chair.
*GONG!* The stage and turnbuckles explode with flame pyro as 'Phoenix' by Stratovarious blares out, and fast motion clips play of Phoenix delivering the Phoenix Driver to a bevy of opponents, including D-Matic, Matt Griffen, Soutter, Adam Haven, Johnny Styles, RDS, Syberus, Clench, Dustin Hughes, Dan Stein, Tobias Burden, Dave Rave, Mars, Soulfly, Dusty Dynamite, and Jace Mingla.
Phoenix makes his way out from backstage, dark red flame stitched suit on, T.H. Power's signature metal briefcase in hand, as the crowd roars seeing his black metal bat in his other hand. He points behind him and ACW Owner Stefan Slain follows suit, waving to the returning crowd of ACW faithfuls! Phoenix begins making his way down towards the ring as the haze dissipates, arms outstretched, playing up the crowd with a smirk.
Frank Salazr: Making his way to the ring, he is the President of SWAT, the man known as PHOENIX!!
Ace Scorpio: Well that's a hell of a way to kick off the return to form for SWAT.
Jax Carver: I dunno. I sorta liked the whole fake it till ya make it that the South tried to play up.
Ace Scorpio: That's just because you're lazy and love seeing anything that equals slacking off.
Jax Carver: Your point?
Phoenix gets in the ring and sets the briefcase down in the near corner before shaking Franks hand and getting his mic.
Phoenix: This right here is a very special occasion. We are here to welcome back, to celebrate the return of, to embrace with open arms, the Atlantic Coast phenomenon that is the ACW and all it has to offer.
The President pauses as the crowd roars and starts chanting;
"WEL-COME BACK"
"WEL-COME BACK"
"WEL-COME BACK"
"WEL-COME BACK"
Phoenix: Now I know there's a little diappointment out there, because the roster isn't, EXACTLY the same as it was, but there's a solid crew back there and you guys know, change is inevitible. Happens all the time. People come in, go out, it's just the nature of the business. And right now, there's a bit of business I need to attend to. With the showrunner himself, welcome back Stefan Slain!
Stefan Slain: I know that earlier our President mentioned that the roster isn't exactly the same. Well folks, I have some exciting news, as I have here a new contract ready to offer up to one very special, hard working, former member of my roster, and I just HAVE to get him out here no-
A whistling comes across the speakers, starting "Eye of the Storm" and Daniel Collins makes his way out of the back, no pyro, no flames, nothing. He's still looking rather disheveled, but he's in his ring gear and has a look in his eye that would send lesser people running home to mama. He makes it one step down the ramp before;
Stefan Slain: Whoa whoa my friend not so fast. Not so fast AT ALL. I like you kid, you got spunk, but your Daddy pissed me off with how he handled your final match with Turner here when I went on sabbatical. No sir. This contract is for "Timeless" Alex Turner.
Orion - Eternity (Chillout Version) hits and Turner struts down the aisle, glaring at Collins with contempt and disgust. Roxy stops to wink at the former International Champion, then wretches and turns away heading to the ring, she gets up on the apron and holds the ropes down for Turner, who gets in and goes right up to Slain and gives him a big hug.
Turner: I knew I could count on you! This idiot over here kept me and my new region from happening, then sent me to that failure of a Southern Region! Me! I'm Timeless and I just don't fail!
Stefan Slain: I see big things in your future kid. Just sign this...
Slain fishes the contract out of his jacket and hands it over to Turner, but Phoenix steps in and snatches it away.
Phoenix: Whoa whoa whoa wait just a damn minute! What do you think you're doing?
Stefan Slain: I'm re signing Turner to contract. You got him booted unfairly!
Phoenix is seething now and leans his bat back against the turnbuckle.
Phoenix: YOU. Do not get to override ME, Slain. I'm the President of SWAT. You're just a regional owner. YOU ANSWER TO ME.
Phoenix throws up the ol' one bird salute Sabu style and his pyro explodes behind him, flaming straight up. He sticks Turner's new contract in it and lets it catch, then drops it on the floor in front of him.
Phoenix: That's what I think of your attempt to get one over on me Slain. Turner lost his chance to be part of ACW, and he didn't do himself any favors by blindsiding me when he was trying to get signed to that two second West Coast nonsense. You can go peter around in the XWCW or Backyard for all I care but ACW is OFFLIMITS.
Turner, Roxy, and Slain are all seething mad and start screaming at Phoenix but only Slain notices the Dark Phoenix appear behind Turner. The crowd loses it and Phoenix smiles in Timeless' face as Dark Phoenix hoists Turner up and plants him with a Phoenix Breaker!! He stands and grabs the mic from Phoenix as Roxy, freaking out, checks on her man.
Dark Phoenix: You had your one chance Slain. You could have bartered with Collins. Now you have to deal with the devil. This *points to Turner* is simply the beginning of what your precious ACW will endure.
Dark Phoenix flips the mic away and backflips over the ropes to the floor and makes his way up the ramp. Slain looks like he's seen a ghost and tries pleading with the President, but Phoenix simply shrugs and leaves the ring as well.
Ace Scorpio: I have no clue what to make of this. Were set to open up with tag team action but between what we just saw and now Stefan looks like he's about to go bat shit crazy in the ring.
Jax Carver: Its been almost 5 months. Who knows how many drugs hes placed in his system.
Stefan walks around the ring slowly slamming his head on all four of the top corner posts before dropping blood from the top of his head in the middle of the ring.
Stefan Slain: What a fucked up society we live in. Mark my words PHOENIX WILL PAY FOR THIS.
Just over a year ago the powers that be came to me, they begged. They graveled. They wanted the madman from the badlands to start a company. They wanted a man so vile, so sick and so twisted to run a company that would get the world talking about SWAT.
I assembled a company of all stars, a company of legends. A company of Gods and a company of champions. I assembled a group of men that were willing to die for the the cause!!!! I had a roster of talent that would bleed, that would cry, that would kill one another but most of all they would die for this company and die for you the fans!!!!
And with the blood, the sweat, the tears and the careers of these men I presented a company that you the fans could be proud of! We had THE GREAT SYBERUS he loved you guys so much that he put his life and his career on the line and was buried alive by PSYCHOTIC GOTH one of the best talents I ever signed!!! Syberus gave his life for this company, he gave everything he had for the SATISFACTION AND APPROVAL OF EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU!!!!!!
I had ANDREW MF KARNAGE!!!!! THE BOMBASTIC LEGEND HIMSELF!!!! Drop you on your head quicker then Marcus White could get off to a pron video. A legend and one half of the worlds greatest tag teams to ever exist!!!!
We had young talent like HELLS BOUNCER a man who I personally signed for this company to be part of the future of ACW!!!! And to take over the reigns of the next generation.
I gave you guys the KGB. And how was I rewarded for my hard work? I GOT FUCKED OVER and they took away the MAD DOG PUAL SOUTTER and sent his ass to be forgotten in the West Coast. Management FUCKED YOU ALL
.THE FANS!!!!!
We had the worlds deadliest feud in CHRISTIAN SEBASTIAN KENNEDY NAD PSYCHOTIC GOTH. CSK not only gave his career for each and every one of you, but he got fucked up the ass and slapped in the face. Not only did he lose the HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE to Psychotic Goth, he didnt even get a thank you. He didnt even get his return title match!!!!
No, instead the powers that be gave CSK a thank you, fuck you, goodbye. And now where is CSK? The man has been left to die and be forgotten. And for what?
So we could have a god damn fucking drunk ass clown parading as the ACW Heavyweight Champion?
Stefan wraps the chain around his fist again and begins to drive it into his head harder and harder busting himself up as the blood begins to runs down his face. Stefan rips his shirt off and throws it over the top rope and points towards the broadcast table.
Stefan Slain: And then I have those two fine men at the top of the stage. One of the greatest broadcast teams the wrestling industry has ever seen and they got shafted. Multiple companies popped up and were they given a call? Were they given the nod? NO!!!!! Those two men were thrown out with the trash like so much of MY TALENT!!!!!
And then, and then, and then and then and then and then and then AND THENNNNNNNN I get a call one day. And it turns out the powers that be once again are begging, they are pleading, and they OH STEFAN PLEASE COME BACK!!! Once again be our savior, we need you to bring back ACW.
Our television ratings are shit, we have incompetent people running this industry and theyre flushing us down faster then a hooker giving a blowjob on a Friday night1 And what do I do? What do I do? WHAT O WHAT DO I DO!!!!!!!!????????
I come back, with a gleam in my eye I bring back ACW FOR YOU THE FANS!!!!!! I bring back violence, and blood and everything that makes you stand up with more testosterone then you had on your wedding night. And then
I THREW UP!
Stefan walks slowly across the ring and throws the chain over the top rope and starts stomping on the mat repeatedly and kicking the ropes. He walks around spitting in all four corners of the ring as he wipes the blood from his forehead and slowly licks it while cutting a sinister laugh.
Ace Scorpio: Hes lost his fucking mind. Stefan has officially gone bat shit crazy and I would even say certifiable.
Jax Carver: Fuck you Ace! Who signs your checks? He has a point. Nobody gave a shit about you and I, nobody even looked our way. But now they need Stefan, and they need us. Screw you, Im going to say my piece!
Jax Carver stands up and removes a silver flask from his leather jacket. He slams it back and slaps Ace Scorpio across the face before walking down the aisle. The fans begin to chant welcome back as Jax walks up the ring steps. He makes his way across the ring and stares into the face of Stefan Slain. Jax then wipes the blood off of Slain and then across his own face. Stefan smiles sadistically as Jax pats him on the back and takes the microphone.
Jax Carver: Youre all a bunch of sheep! Welcome back? Where was the love and support the last four months for this man and myself? Hell even my broadcast partner deserves respect. We carried ACW as the voice without a choice. We got you to tune in and love, accept and respect what we were doing as a family.
But what have we become? We have a clown running around with the most prestigious title in the wresting industry today!!! Really? A clown? A drunk one at that!!!! And let us not forget, we have some wanna be modern day robocop walking around as the International champion. Daniel Collins he is not.
THIS IS NOT ACW!!!!!!
Psychotic Goth vs Syberus. Psychotic Goth vs CSK. Daniel Collins vs Timeless Alex Turner. Daniel Collins vs CSK. Daniel Collins vs ADRIAN FN TANNER JR RIP MY BROTHER
.THAT IS MY FUCKING ACW!!!!
That is the company I was proud to work for. I would have worked for free. Hell I bled for this company. I got beatings from several members of the talent here and I sucked it up like a man and never bitched about it. But I have a plan.
Stefan, I have a plan. I know just how were going to turn around ACW! LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, I PRESENT TO YOU THE ORIGINAL, THE FACE OF ACW, THE FUTURE AND THE HOPE AND GLORY.
Stefan wipes the blood from his face and looks up at Jax in confusion. Jax gives Stefan a hug and then turns around and points towards the top of the stage.
The arena goes pitch black as pyro goes off. Sirens are heard throughout the arena as strobe lights begin to flash. Once again the arena goes pitch black and James Fierce is standing at the top of the state along with three men wearing masks. James grabs a beer and pops it open slamming it back as he throws the can down.
Suddenly James turns sideways and points towards the curtains. The fans let out a holy shit chant.
Ace Scorpio: I dont believe what I see. Fans if youre not here to witness this historic event then I dont know what to tell you. Jax Carver has just unleashed a bombshell and for once he delivered.
Well I'm an outlaw I make my living on the run My life is lonely But I was born to need no one Always on my own
My gun is loaded I'm a six-shot heart attack I pull the trigger So you better watch your back
Looking out for #1 so you had better take this piece of advice Make your move Stick 'em up or kiss your ass goodbye
Reach for the sky Or I will shoot you down in the blink of an eye
Reach for the sky There's nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
Reach for the sky I got the drop on you so raise them high Reach for the sky
Well it's a show down This is what I do for fun I got a reputation Yeah I'm the fastest gun
I'm livin' on the highway Movin' on from town to town You better do it my way Or I will shoot you down
Looking out for #1 so you had better take this piece of advice Make your move Stick 'em up or kiss your ass goodbye
Take you best shot Oh go for your guns baby
Reach for the sky Or I will shoot you down in the blink of an eye
Reach for the sky There's nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
Reach for the sky Or I will shoot you down in the blink of an eye
Reach for the sky There's nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
Reach for the sky I got the drop on you so raise them high Reach for the sky Oh reach for the sky
The man turns around wearing a black leather jacket and biker pants. He takes off his sunglasses and places them a top of his head as him and James Fierce shake hands The five individuals huddle up and run down the aisle and slide into the ring. James Fierce reaches under the ring and pulls out a case of beer and walks up the ring steps.
Jax Carver: Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you JAMES FIERCE, THE KGB and CHRISTIAN SEBASTIANNNNNNNNNNNNN KENNEDY!
James hands out beers to Stefan Slain, the masked men, Jax Carver and CSK. All four men pop the top off off and toast as CSK looks around the arena with a smile on his face.
CSK: WELCOME HOME MOTHER FUCKASSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! WERE BACKKKKKKKKKKKK. Did you miss us? OF COURSE YOU DID!!! There is no place like home and the KGB RUN THIS SHIT! This is our home babbbbbbby.
Now I know what youre thinking. Youre all drunk and this isnt happening. But rest assured my puppets. WE ARE THE KG FN B AND HIS IS YOUR REALITY!!!!
So about five months ago yours truly had a metal breakdown. Hell we all know Im fucking crazy but I went a little to far. Order of business #1. PSYCHOTIC GOTH!
I tell you what bro, you my friend are the face of ACW. I mean you did what so very few have done and you not only beat me, you whooped my ass into ALMOST retirement. You took away MY title. AND for that, nothing but respect my friend. You showed the world that you are the franchise player. You retired Syberus, you damn near retired me but
.you dropped the title to a god damn clown?
Boy you outta be stripped of your man card! Not only did you not have the talent to remain the champion, you screwed me out of my title rematch by dropping MY TITLE TO A CLOWN!!!!!
In case you havent noticed the founding father Paul Soutter couldnt be here tonight. Because hes stuck floundering in the West Coast. Why? Because THE WRESTLING WORLD FEARS THE KGB as well they should.
Order of business #2. Phoenix. This guy!!!! Phoenix is running around here like he owns the joint but I got news for you buck-o
.your time is up! Were back baby and were calling the shots around here. Push my buttons, and see what you win as a consolation prize. I need another beer just to get the taste of your name out of my mouth. And next time you get in Stefan's face you better have more than your Dark one to have your ass. This isn't over man, you may have thrown your weight around tonight but we're not rolling over.
Jax Carver hands CSK another beer and he quickly slams it back and spits at the fans while opening up a third beer.
CSK: Order of business #3. VILE VINCE VIPER!!!!
You sick ass mother
kudos to you. Think youre pretty slick dont you? You had the entire world thinking that we were behind the sick abuse to Vampira. I TOLD THE WORLD that we are not lowlife scum and would never do that.
And how were the KGB treated? We were called liars, we were doubted, we were shit on, we were abused. It took a lot of money to get James Fierce fixed up better than ever. And my life, my career and my integrity were almost shot. VVV you will have your day, believe you me I would sleep with both eyes open. You may be a Vile Viper, youre going to find out how sick and twisted the KGB can be my friend.
But Im not here for Psyhchotic Goth. Im not here for VVV, hell Im not even here to reclaim THE TITLE I GOT FUCKED OUT OF !
As a matter of fact, effective immediately, I quit!
Stefan Slain and Jax Carver look on in shock as the masked men all start talking and trying to get answers. James Fierce just bends down and opens up another beer and starts drinking. Christian motions for everyone to back up and just shakes his head.
CSK: You see SWAT management fears THE KGB. They allowed two men to damn near ruin my life and my career. I refuse to come back and be part of something that tried so hard to destroy me and shows no remorse. SWAT tried to replace ACW.
You tried to replace the legacy of ACW, its management, the broadcasters and the talent. And now you want to have us all back to save face? FUCK YOU!
So I will not be part of the lies and damage control. But dont get me wrong, THE KGB IS GOING TO RUN THIS SHIT! I have terminated my ACW contract as have the rest of the KGB. For now on we are FREE AGENTS which means if we want to raise he ll and beat the piss out of everyone here in ACW then we will.
Maybe well even take a piss on the West Coast and run that shit to! The fact of the matter is the KGB is going to be bigger, badder, MORE VIOLENT, MORE BLOOD THIRSTY, MORE HARDCORE, MORE INHUMANE THEN EVER BEFORE.
The KGB isnt here to take over ACW. The KGB isnt going to take over the West Coast. No my friends
The KGB is going to TAKE OVER SWAT!!!!!!
This meeting is over. THANK YOU, FUCK YOU, BYE!
CSK throws the microphone over the back of his head as all 7 men open up another beer in the middle of the ring. The fans are all on their feet chanting KGB
.KGB
.KGB as the camera shoots back up to Ace Scorpio.
Ace Scorpio: I dont know what just happened or what to make of it. Jax Carver is ACW management? Or is he KGB? Folks well have answers for you soon. Coming up is the tag team of Marcus White & DOC WILSON VS LUCIUS & JULIUS BLOOD.
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Post by SWAT Team on Dec 1, 2020 4:19:57 GMT -5
{{WELCOME ATLANTIC COAST!!!}}
{{A large banner welcomes back the stars of Atlantic Coast, as the videographer enters a large banquet room in the backstage area of the Verizon Center. In the center of the hall is that wonderful mechanical man who is a friend to all but hates nature, Attila Balan. The Industrial Man was recently taught the value of pointless banners by Team Fairtex, and hopes that Tong approves of the WELCOME sign. Long buffet tables are covered in all manner of snacks to celebrate this reunion, chips even; Luchian Inc. spared no expense. A smaller table rests in front of the international champion, where his personal assistants Bobbi and Roxi have placed nametags. It's been such a long time wasting away in other regions, that Balan is worried the stars might not know each other.}}
Balan: How are Mark and Jodie, Burt?
{{The philanthropic robot always makes space in his data banks to learn the names of the production assistants' progeny. Burt nods approvingly. Before they can strike up a conversation, Lucius and Julius Blood enter the room.}}
Balan: The brothers blood! Welcome! My partner Buster and myself were delighted to see your names added to the ACW roster... we have been searching for some real competition in the tag ranks, and it is will be wonderful to test our ability to tandem wrestle against a legitimate team like yourselves.
Lucius Blood: What's all this? I'm Lucius, "He" is Julius. (Swap name tags)
Julius Blood: Industrial Man, an honour to meet you. We will be most ready for the day we meet.
{{Bobbi hands the two men name tags... just as the Devil of SWAT pushes up to the table.}}
VVV: Nametagsss? You know everyone here was in another region together lassst month...
Balan: We are attempting to foster an atmosphere of openness and inclusion.
VVV: Yeah, well, I'll be over at the bar fessstering an atmosssphere of hossssssssstility and exclussssssssssssssion.
{{Reaching down, the king of snakes snatches the Beelzebozo nametag off the table, destroying the perfectly ordered idea. If the robot could register shock and outrage he would, instead his circuits switch to damage control mode.}}
Balan: Please pay little heed to Vincent; he has been a little despondent since losing to Psychotic Goth last month. <pointing at Zoran Sainovic pretending to be a waiter> We had to put Vincent on a suicide watch.
Julius Blood: A travesty to be sure. Much as our result to the Fairtex robots, are they from your assembly line? I would think not, you are much more animated and an intelligent model than them drone attempts at wrestlers.
Balan: Well, as our newest additions, I am sure everyone will be most anxious to greet you. Thank you for attending gentlemen.
{{The Blood Brothers disappear into the crowd, as Attila Balan nods over at Zoran Sainovic. The Mad Scientist of SWAT nods back, keeping a close eye on TripleV who apparently actually is on a suicide watch. Downing vodka like it was oxygen; Uncle Vile is talking the ears off of some of Pesci's wannabe guido hopefuls.}}
VVV: ...And they hand me Tatsuo Takeshi... ME! Like... Viper lost to Goth... he must be slipping, lets HAND HIM A VICTORY before he gets pissy... I DON'T GET PISSSSSSSSY... agism... I don't need their charity...
Lino Giufa: They clearly don't respect you... and I should know.
Tommy Lipps: ...
VVV <ignoring the mob stereotype>: ...I mean, Little Dragon and Logan Burgess might have it easier in the first round... but I wouldn't wish that three way on my ex-wife. A handicap match against ME AND MORRISSS BASSSSSS... even if they think I've lost my ssspark, that's a DEATH WARRANT to those pissssss antsss.
Lino Giufa: I'd give you 2-1 odds on Fierce over Bass if you want to make it interesting...
VVV: Fierce, pleassssssse! The gross indignities that were carried out on my character in that southern dive are NOTHING compared to how badly Bass is going to beat him. Sssee a few months ago James Fierce decided to make a pit stop at my Backyard project, even though he was under contract to ACW...
{{Back at the front...}}
Balan: Welcome James, I am glad you were able to make it early <eyeing the missing Beelzebozo sticker> we are starting to run out of good nametags. The file Bobbi gave me on you is missing some key dietary information, but we created a number of possum based dishes we hope you enjoy.
James Fierce: ...
{{The Hillbilly Assassin grabs the Alex Turner nametag off the table, is he even in ACW anymore? Fierce is banking on Roxy being too stupid to tell the difference between her long time boyfriend and him based on the nametag. It just might work. The Hillbilly Assassin V-lines around the truffle stuffed honey barbeque possum entrees and heads towards the bar...}}
VVV: ...Ssso Fierce shows up in Backyard to avenge his beard, only breaching his contract pissssssesss off Ssstefan Ssslain to NO END. It's a good thing Jimmy's used to sleeping under the stars, because he is officially in the doghoussse! You have fodder like Little Dragon and Tatsssuo Takessshi involved in this contender match, and Fierce gets MORRISSS BASSSSSS? Ssslain has his number! Morrisss Bassssss is a monster of a man! In the three-way-dance, Bassssss can RIP OFF Logan Burgessssss' head so I can shit down his throat! Have you ever tried to rip a man's head off without the assistance of a spoon? Not easy! No. After how badly Morrisss was treated by those Southern fried bastards, he's almost as burned as me. So they hand him Jimmy to toss around like a damned rag doll. Poor Jimmy. Even if the two of us weren't BEST BUDSSS, I wouldn't wish that on him. Ssslain has a real mean ssstreak...
{{That can't be true. Rather than debate the drunken Viper, Fierce turns to the ACW owner...}}
Fierce: He's just talking shit, right?
{{...}}
Stefan Slain <evil eye>: ...You KNOW you're not suppose to accept bookings from other regions!
{{OH SHIT, IT'S TRUE! Taken aback, Fierce stomps away from Slain, grabbing the truffle stuffed honey barbequed possum on his way to find Roxy.}}
Balan: The Outlaw! Thank you again for providing such a bright spot in our encounter last month, Morris! Our exchanges are almost as fond a memory as the space on my RAM that features the title win itself. Whenever you would like another shot at the championship it would be my pleasure. I hope you enjoyed the gift basket?
{{Bass looks at Balan with a confused and disgusted look on his face.}}
Morris Bass: (scoffs) Gift basket. Seriously? You think I'm a guy that likes gift baskets? There's only two kinds of people in this world that likes gift baskets: Arrogant, stuck-up pretentious pricks like yourself and anybody else in the world not named me.
{{Ignoring Bobbi's attempt at handing him a nametag, The Outlaw pushes through enhancement talent on his way over to the bar. Bass slouches over the top of the bar and frustratingly slaps his hand repeatedly on the polished wood.}}
Morris Bass: (shouts) Barkeep! Beer! Now!
{{The skinny and frail bartender pops the top off a bottle of a local IPA beer and slides it right down the bar and into the left hand of the Outlaw. Bass takes a swig out of it while looking at his reflection in the mirror, mumbling about doing something anatomically impossible with a gift basket.}}
VVV: No matter what you call the region, Morris Basssss is the scariest man in it! When we're double-teaming the crap out of Logan or Little... my ssssssssssecond dragon of the night...
Morris Bass: (chuckles) Yeah, it almost doesn't seem fair that----WHAT THE HELL?
VVV: What?
{{Turning around on his bar stool, The Devil of SWAT reveals he's wearing one of the SWAT Southern Tag Title belts. He probably picked it up bidding on a storage locker, but you never know...}}
Morris Bass: You won the Southern Tag Titles? Did I miss a friggin' memo or something? I thought that dude lost his smile or something and closed shop. How in God's green earth did you pull this off?
VVV <kind of drunk>: I win a lot of thingsss...
{{Bass looks at his long-time friend, wanting to believe him but is having difficulty doing it this time around.}}
Morris Bass: Apparently so. And it seems you went and did it without me. Wasn't I supposed to be your mystery partner? Let me guess.... TBA was the mystery partner? Who the hell was he, anyways?
VVV <finishing another vodka>: Oh... drawing a bit of a blank there myself pal... weren't you the myssstery guy? It was a great surprise...
{{Bass looks at Triple V with a look of apprehension and frustration.}}
Morris Bass: I think I would remember.
VVV: Oh than it might have been a family thing...
Morris Bass: Family?!?! I thought we (frantically pointing back and forth at himself and Vince) WERE family. That's the understanding I was led to believe. I was under the understanding that I was coming here to help you burn this place down and turn this company into ash and rebuild it in our image. And yet when you find yourself in an apparent ideal tag team situation, for gold no less, and you don't have the common courtesy to call me, nor even give me even a warning that you have this opportunity.... you want to know what I think?
{{Bass turns away and looks at back his reflection at the bar, finishing the rest of his beer.}}
Morris Bass: I think it seems like you don't want or need my help anymore.
{{Grabbing Viper's bottle of vodka, The Outlaw shoots his Italian cronies a dirty look before leaving.}}
VVV: It'sss not like that Morrissssssssssss... we're still good to turn the three-way into a handicap match though to win ME that title shot though, right? Right?
{{Bass closes his eyes and grits his teeth as he turns around and looks again at Viper.}}
Morris Bass: You know what, Vince? Screw you. Screw your cronies. Screw Balan and his gift baskets. Screw that 60-year old man that's sweet talking that STD-infested whore at the jukebox. I don't know what this bartender's name is but screw him too. I'm outta here.
{{The place, which was alive and vibrant suddenly gets quiet at Bass makes his way to the exit. He stops halfway before turning and looking back at Viper one more time.}}
Morris Bass: At least you got one thing correct, Vinny. The three-way will indeed be a handicap for someone......Partner.
{{Leaving his post on the suicide watch, Zoran Sainovic walks up to Balan.}}
ZS: I failed.
Balan: He looks all right to me.
ZS: Vile Vince Viper is a dead man walking.
Lino Giufa: Not to speak out of turn but that Beelzebozo is a bit of a lush.
{{Robotic ears on fire, Attila Balan turns to the Italian contingent as they leave wasted Viper at the bar. The complex circuitry of his brain cannot comprehend that he is the victim of a farce, unaware that these mafia stereotypes are actually speaking about Viper due to the stolen nametag.}}
Tommy Lipps: ...
Lino Giufa: For the champion to get that ubriachi? What an asshole.
{{The International champion tightens his fists, if his programming allowed him to make revenge a prime directive, the walls would be painted with Italian jobroni. Following them with his finely tuned gaze, Balan tracks them right into Buster Friendly who has finally decided to join the party.}}
Balan: Buster how could you? Please try to limit your alcohol intake, you have a title defence tonight!
Beelzebozo: You'd drink too if you had to wrestle Psychotic Goth.
{{ZING.}}
{{The Devil of SWAT faceplants into a possum based croquembouche from sheer self-loathing drinking... a possible two matches tonight you say? Now that Viper is unconscious / drowning in a dessert made out of marsupial, the rest of the crowd can finally start enjoying themselves.}}
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Post by SWAT Team on Dec 1, 2020 4:20:29 GMT -5
Ace Scorpio: I wasnt quite expecting that upon our return. It would appear we have a power struggle between Phoenix and the very unstable Stefan Slain. But what on earth is your involvement with all of this Jax?
Jax Carver: Look someone has to stand up for whats right around here. We got screwed and forgotten several months ago and you want to sit back and say nothing? You should have marched your ass down to the ring with me as well.
Ace Scorpio: We dont get paid to get involved.
Jax Carver: Shit Ace, for months we were getting paid at all. Mark my words the battle lines have been drawn and weve not even fired the first shot. But we will fire the last.
Frank Salazar: Ladies and Gentlemen coming down to the ring first. They weigh in at a combined 510 pounds, from BABYLON this is LUCIAN & JULIUS BLOOD
.THE BLOOOOOOOOD BROTHERSSSSSSS
The fans begin to boo as we hear Fresh Blood by EELS playing. The two men pay no attention as they make their way down the aisle and into the ring.
Ace Scorpio: Well for you and I this is our first look at this tag team. Could ACW offer up tag team gold in 2018?
Jax Carver: Shit Phoenix is too damn cheap to even put together a half assed roster. You really think that cheap ass is going to add tag team titles?
Frank Salazar: And their opponents, weighing in at a combined 446 pounds from Brooklyn, New York this is DOCCCCCC WILSONNNNN!!! And his tag team partner, making his way from LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA he is the SEXY STUD, MARCUSSSSS WHITEEEEEEEEE.
Mind your business by C&C Music Factory plays as the both men make their way out onto the top of the stage. The fans are on their feet and cheering as the two men make their way down to the ring. Doc Wilson high fives the fans as he makes his way down the aisle. Their opponents looking on almost in sheer boredom waiting for their opponents. Marcus and Dog make their way up the ring steps and into the ring as we prepare for action.
DING DING DING
Ace Scorpio: It appears as if were going to start off with Julius and Doc Young. Young pounding his chest saying that him and Marcus are the team to beat. Julius not showing any emotion as he shoves Doc followed up by both men locking up.
Jax Carver: The only one of these four Im familiar with is Marcus White and hopefully in 2018 hes gotten over his porn fetish and love of James Fierce.
Ace Scorpio: Julius pushing Doc into the corner but Doc with a headbutt and fingers to the eyes. Multiple forearms shots across the back of the neck to Julius now as Doc looks to take control early on in this match.
Jax Carver: Seriously like who in the hell does Phoenix think he is? Just because that numbskull is president of SWAT, this is Slains company. Phoenix should be lucky hes getting any air time.
Ace Scorpio: Julius staggering across the ring, Doc grabs him and sends him into the ropes but its reversed, Julius catches Doc off the ropes and hoists him up in the air and drops him onto the ground. Young to his feet but quickly taken down with a spinning back fist.
Jax Carver: Even the new guys are stealing signature moves from CSK. See there is just no respect for Stefan Slain or the KGB around here. If these new guys dont learn their place there will be hell to pay I promise you this.
Ace Scorpio: Julius steps back as Doc is slow to his feet and gets drilled down to the mat with a sickening clothesline. Julius dragging Doc by the hair across the ring as he tags in Lucian.
Jax Carver: And furthermore, why do we bother having tag team matches if theres no tag team titles? Phoenix is not a very good talent scout.
Ace Scorpio: Lucian makes his way up the turnbuckles and comes crashing down with a double stomp onto the chest after Julius slams Doc onto the canvas. Lucian grabbing the leg of Doc and going for a submission but Doc fighting him off as best he can.
Jax Carver: I mean seriously what the hell is Phoenixs power trip?
Ace Scorpio: Jax were in the middle of the match. Focus on the talent in the ring and not on Phoenix.
Jax Carver: Well if Phoenix doesnt bother to pay attention to signing real talent, why should I pay attention to calling the match?
Ace Scorpio: Doc with a boot to the face, sending Lucian stumbling backwards. Doc is on his feet now, both men lock up and Doc twists the left arm of Lucian and then drags him across the ring into the corner. Marcus reaches over and makes the tag. The fans screaming with approval as they cheer for the Sexy Stud.
Jax Carver: Sexy? Really? Ive seen fat women with heroin marks up and down their arms who are sexier than Marcus.
Ace Scorpio: Theyre called track marks you moron.
Jax Carver: And you know this how? Does Phoenix even drug test this company? Apparently not!
Ace Scorpio: Doc with several knees to the midsection of Lucian, Marcus with a few forearm shots now. Multiple kicks to the midsection as the fans cheer louder with each one. Lucian removing himself from the corner takes a fist to the face against the ropes.
Jax Carver: Marcus appears to be a bit more aggressive since the last time we saw him. I guess Fierce made him a real mans man. See all it takes is a little tough love and even the weakest of boys can turn into men.
Ace Scorpio: Lucian whipped into the ropes, Marcus goes for a clothesline but Lucian ducks, turns around and connects with a spinning side kick. Marcus goes down as the fans boo. Lucian pulls Marcus up and lays in several fist shots as Marcus staggers back against the ropes. Nut shot kick by Lucian.
Jax Carver: Nothing better then a good ol stiff shot to the nuts.
Ace Scorpio: Fist shot after fist shot after fist shot by Lucian keeps Marcus against the ropes. Lucian grabs Marcus and send him into the ropes but the Sexy Stud reverses it and Doc Young drills Lucian with a forearm shot to the back of the head. Lucian goes down.
Jax Carver: So let me get this straight. Marcus and Doc are supposed to be loved by the fans correct?
Ace Scorpio: You know that they are. The fans are behind these guys.
Jax Carver: So if theyre fav favorites why in the hell are they cheating?
Ace Scorpio: The Sexy Stud grabs Lucian by the head and spins him around dropping him with a hangmans neckbreaker. Marcus back to his feet turns his attention towards Julian and starts showing off. Marcus is raising the roof.
Jax Carver: Ace thats about as outdated as Ricky Martin.
Ace Scorpio: Marcus grabs Lucian and delivers several shots across the face and drags him to the corner. Multiple kicks to the midsection as Doc tags himself back into the match.
Jax Carver: For a team that calls themselves the blood brothers theyre taking an ass pounding from Marcus and Doc. Wait a second, somehow that just didnt sound right.
Ace Scorpio: Marcus drags out Lucian and sends him across the ring, Lucian off the ropes as Marcus drops to this chest. Lucian leaps up with a flying fist shot but Doc catches him with a bear hug and then sends him flying with a belly to belly suplex. The fans on their feet applauding the effort here by Doc Young and Marcus White.
Jax Carver: I wonder if Fierce brought Sake to the ring instead of beer? There is no way in hell Im watching this. Marcus White cant be this good? Have we really been gone so long Marcus White learned how to wrestle?
Ace Scorpio: Marcus climbs the turnbuckles and starts to pose as Doc Young turns his attention towards Julian and tells him that theyre nothing.
Jax Carver: You have to love the confidence in this guy.
Ace Scorpio: Doc turns around and goes for the cover.
ONE
TWO
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Jax Carver: Lucian kicks out with ease.
Ace Scorpio: Appears to be a rookie mistake as Doc didnt grapevine the legs and it might come back to haunt him.
Jax Carver: Thats so over rated. If you get the pin you get the pin. I dont always grab my wives legs in bed and I still keep her down for the count if you know what I mean.
Ace Scorpio: Lucian sent into the ropes, Doc goes for a clothesline as Lucian ducks and bounces off the ropes. Doc with another clothesline attempt and once again Lucian ducks and off the ropes connects with a hard spear driving Doc Young into the mat.
Jax Carver: Thatll take the wind right out of you. Now can this Lucian guy do anything with the change in momentum?
Ace Scorpio: Lucian pulls up Doc who fires a right hand but Lucian ducks and locks his arm behind his back. Doc tries a back elbow with his spare arm but Lucian ducks and grabs both arms now hoisting Doc high into the air and drills him with a northern lights suplex.
Jax Carver: Dude better take some mydol. Hes going to have severe cramps after that.
Ace Scorpio: Lucian rolls across the ring and makes the tag to Julius. The fans booing as Marcus stomps on the ring apron to get the fans behind him so Doc can attempt a tag of his own.
Jax Carver: Really? Like stomping is going to give you strength. He looks like a reject from the set of Hee-Haw.
Ace Scorpio: Julius into the ring and yanks Doc up and sends him into the ropes. Julius ripping into him firing with fist shot after fist shot. Rapid forearm shots and closed fists to the face. The referee doing nothing.
Jax Carver: You forget we have no disqualifications or countouts. This isnt your mommas sissy wrestling league.
Ace Scorpio: Doc sent into the ropes now by Julius who nails him with a superkick off the bounce. Marcus enters the ring and he eats a superkick for his trouble. The fans booing here as Julius seems to be cleaning house.
Jax Carver: Eating a boot is the worst thing Marcus could taste. We all know what hes had in his mouth. Julius boot is the least of his worries.
Ace Scorpio: Doc trying to get to his feet still doubled over and Julius hits a scissors kick sending Doc face first into the canvas. Julius crosses the ring and makes the tag to Lucian. The fans are booing even louder.
Jax Carver: I wish someone would scissors kick Phoenix.
Ace Scorpio: Lucian grabs Doc and sends him into the ropes. Doc leaps into the air as Lucian catches him but Julius jumps up in the air and hits a stiff kick to the face. Lucian then slams Doc onto the ground and we have a double foot stomp to the chest by both men.
Jax Carver: Ill admit that was a little impressive.
Ace Scorpio: Im not sure what we have here, but Lucian grabs Doc Young while Julius grabs Marcus. Julian powerbombs Marcus while Lucian hits a rock bottom off the tope rope.
Jax Carver: The Babylon Black Out it would appear.
Ace Scorpio: Lucian on his feet now mocking Marcus as he turns towards the fans and raises the roof to a loud chorus of boos. Julius goes for the pin.
ONE
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TWO
THREE!!!!!!
Jax Carver: There was no getting up from that. Looks like doc dwarf has become sleep dwarf and when he wakes up his ass will transform into grumpy.
DING DING DING
Frank Salazar: Ladies and Gentlemen, your winners of the match JULIUS AND LUCIAN BLOOD
..THE BLOODDDDDDD BROTHERSSSSSSSSS!!!
Ace Scorpio: Give the team of Marcus White and Doc Young credit. They gave their all but in the end were just outpowered by Lucian and Julius.
Jax Carver: But whats next for these two? We have no tag teams here and lets face it. Aside of Team Fairtex theres nothing. These two men are going to have to break off into singles action or pray that Phoenix gets off his ass and adds a half dozen tag teams to this company. Otherwise its a complete waste.
Ace Scorpio: Coming up next well have LOGAN BURGESS vs LITTLE DRAGON.
Jax Carver: Who? How did these two get booked on the card? Havent heard of either one of them, but Ill go back through the videos and see if they had any tv time. Pretty sure you have the next match mixed up.
Ace Scorpio: Hey I just say whats on the sheets. Ive never heard of these two either.
Jax Carver: Phoenix bombs again.
Marcus White rolls out of the ring and drags out Doc Young with him as Julius and Lucian talk trash to their opponents and scream at the fans who boo the winning team.
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Post by SWAT Team on Dec 1, 2020 4:20:54 GMT -5
(Little Dragon is in the lockerroom pacing back and forth as a Reporter comes in as he's about to leave.)
Reporter: "Little Dragon your thoughts about your opponent Little Dragon."
Little Dragon: "My thoughts. Here are my thoughts about Logan Burgess. Logan Burgess you're a big tough competitor and that's what I like about you. You're big and your tough. You're also big and your bad and that's what I also like. You see I don't like anything easy or anything that's given to me. I like to earn my victory whether it's against any nobodies or against the best. I don't even care if it's mid-carders. It doesn't matter to me. What matters is I'm always going to be in the ring and ready to wrestle."
Reporter: "You seem to have trouble when it comes to promotions."
Little Dragon: "You want to get into that now just to get a rush out of me."
Reporter: "I didn't mean it that way."
Little Dragon: "Then what did you mean....Never mind. I'll answer that if that will clear up this whole mess. First off I was supposed to wrestle in SWAT Mid-West and it closed before I even started participating. Then it was supposed to be SWAT Southern States and like the Confederacy in the Civil War they folded like the losers they were after one match card. Fuck I didn't even get to wrestle my second opponent 'Timeless' Alex Turner. I was also supposed to wrestle Demonic Spectre and he chickened out. Then 'Country' Joe Kong left as well and we were supposed to wrestle in Mid-West. So how do you think I'm reacting like this for."
Reporter: "You plan on taking it out on Logan Burgess."
Little Dragon: "What do you think.....No don't even say it, because I plan on taking it out on him and take a beating at the sametime. You see I plan on showing what I can do and I plan on showing what Little Dragon is all about. I plan on continuing my families proud legacy of excellence and honoring my parents legacy. Tonight Logan Burgess will feel the wrath of Little Dragon and I shall be in that ring to face Logan Burgess if he shows up and I hope he does. In fact, I know he will and we'll see who the better man is. Me or Logan Burgess."
(The door opens and Vampira enters.)
Little Dragon: "Who are you?"
Vampira: "My name's Vampira and I have a message from 'The Psychotic One.'"
Little Dragon: "Yeah why didn't he deliver it himself."
Vampira: "He's preparing for an important match himself."
Little Dragon: "Let's see the message."
Vampira: "Here you go."
(She give him the message.)
Vampira: "Consider the message carefully."
Little Dragon: "Don't worry I'll read it and see what it's about."
Vampira: "Let us know your answer immediately."
(She leaves.)
Reporter: " What was that about."
Little Dragon: "None of your business. Right now I'm only focused on Logan Burgess and then on to this bit of business. Interview over and I have business to conduct in the ring and a match to wrestle and Logan Burgess you are going down."
(He leaves but what business does Vampira have with him as the scene slowly fades to black.)
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Post by SWAT Team on Dec 1, 2020 4:21:19 GMT -5
Ace Scorpio: I never get invited to the meetings.
Jax Carver: I told you man. You're boring as fuck and no one likes you.
Ace Scorpio: Just because you've went and aligned yourself with the KGB for what, three seconds? You think you're cool now?
Jax Carver: I've ALWAYS bee cool.
Ace Scorpio: Alright folks. Time for the first match of ACW's glorious return!! Little Dragon facing off against the Reject of Wrestling, Logan Burgess.
Jax Carver: I tell you what, Logan's earned that name. He's kinda shitty.
Ace Scorpio: We'll see what he brings to the ACW faithful. Little Dragon has the makings of something special. A fierce looking dragon appears on the tron and roars while spewing fire and "Kung Fu Fighting" begins to play and the tron switches to images of Little Dragon's matches as he executes various moves as Little Dragon appears at the rampway.
Frank Salazar: Introducing first, from Hong Kong, standing six feet and weighing in at two hundred twenty five pounds, he is LITTTTTTLLLLEEEE DRRRRAAGGOOONNNNNNNN!
He storms ringside and when he reaches the ring he leaps over the top rope Luchadore style and forward rolls to his feet in a dragon stance.
"Explode" by Written By Wolves kicks up and Logan walks onto the arena with a predator's mask on. Logan crawls onto the stage as he stands up he slowly takes off the mask as he does smoke comes from the mouth.
Frank Salazar: And his opponent, from- "Charging the Keep" starts as the lights fade to to an eerie orange glow. 30 seconds in the heavy beat kicks off with a blackened flame burst as the Tron shows the old Phoenix symbol cracked and burnt, flashes of Collins in the backdrop. At a minute the song cranks up and Dark Phoenix makes his way out of the back. He simply moves to the top of the ramp, eyes aglow, head tilting back as his arms open wide to absorb the sounds of the crowd as Logan Burgess turns and wonders why the former International Champion is interupting.
Jax Carver: Oh not this whiney baby again.
Ace Scorpio: Why is Collins back out here? And still wearing the mask... I guess I should be calling SHIT!! Dark Phoenix grabs Burgess and headbutts him with that mask! Again! A third! Burgess is dropped to a knee! What is Collins doing?!
Jax Carver: He's spicing up this first match that's for sure, just cranking out the headbutts. Dark Times! That double underhook spinout driver on the ramp! Logan has been officially rejected!!
*Dark Phoenix rocks a bit on his knees, staring down at the bloody and prone form of Burgess as "Phoenix" hits and the President comes out to the stage.*
Jax Carver: NOT AGAIN. Just leave us be birdbrain!
Phoenix: Hey! I do NOT tolerate this sort of behavior. Not from the KGB and certainly NOT from YOU.
*Dark Phoenix slowly moves his head up to look at Phoenix, who is now standing next to him looking pretty pissed off.*
Phoenix: You need something to do? Well seeing as you just dicked this match up, how about you get in there and be Little Dragon's opponent?!
*The crowd roars as Dark Phoenix tilts his head towards the ring.*
Ace Scorpio: Is the President giving us an impromptu match featuring one of ACW's previous best??
Jax Carver: ...Well ok maybe he;s not THAT bad.
*Little Dragon motions for Dark Phoenix to get in the ring. On the rampway, Phoenix is glaring at his son with one arm extended, pointing at the ring. A single word is utttered; GO. Dark Phoenix's head snaps up and he suddenly leaps to his feet and runs full tilt at the ring. He slides in and immediately tackles Little Dragon as the ref rings the bell. Phoenix has the briefest of sneers before he backs up and heads behind the curtain.*
Ace Scorpio: Dark Phoenix simply pummeling Little Dragon here. The Dragon is covering up and the ref is admonishing the former champ for those clubbing fists. Dark Phoenix jumps off and starts circling, clutching his mask... is that a SCREAM? What the heck is wrong with this kid?!
Jax Carver: I don't know but I'm starting to dig his style!
*Little Dragon shakes off the attack and takes in the sight of a damaged Collins before a lightning belly to belly suplex w/overhead throw. Dark Phoenix hits and rolls and is right back up and STILL yelling and clutching his head. Not to be put aside, Little Dragon immediately follows up with a belly to back suplex throw, and AGAIN Dark Phoenix hits, rolls through, and is back up, against the ropes, freaking out. Little Dragon goes back on the attack and hits another belly to back, with the same result.*
Ace Scorpio: A THIRD belly to back suplex throw! And Dark Phoenix is once again on his feet!
Jax Carver: Kid's on ALL the things. His adrenaline is clearly spiked up past Brock Lesnar levels.
Ace Scorpio: I heard that guys a bitch.
Jax Carver: You're a bitch.
Ace Scorpio: Little grabs Dark again in a belly to back, but this time Collins has some clarity, breaks the hold and spins behind him, front russian leg sweep into the second rope!!!
*Little Dragon bounces off throat first and is writhing on the ground, unable to breathe. Dark Phoenix forces him up and into a Dark Times!! Instead of covering however, he rolls out of the ring and stares at a fan ringside. He points and motions for him to move. Once the fan does, he grabs the chair and tosses it over his back into the ring, bouncing it off Little Dragon. Looking at a second fan, this guy, wearing a "Backyard Is SWAT" tee, instantly gives the masked warrior his chair, which also flies into the ring. Dark Phoenix slides back in and has the ref get in his face immediately, but ignores him and flattens a chair, pulling a prone Dragon on top of it. He folds the second, and having enough of the ref, cocks it back causing the official to back up suddenly and stumble off into the far corner. He places the chair on top of Dragon and climbs the turnbuckle.*
Ace Scorpio: What is he doing??
Jax Carver: I've heard of this, but he hasn't broken it out until now...
Ace Scorpio: Dark Phoenix off the top... PHOENIX SPLASH!
Jax Carver: DARK SIDE OF THE MOON, BABY!!
The ref immediately calls for the bell and gets out of the ring to talk to Frank.
Ace Scorpio: It's over! Little Dragon fought a valient fight, but Dark Phoenix was too far ahead from the get-go.
Jax Carver: MORE!! GIVE US MORE!!
Frank Salazar: The winner of the match by disqualifi-
Dark Phoenix eyes Frank, who quickly stops and bails. Letting out another scream, Dark Phoenix mimics Slain from earlier, leaving the ring removing his mask and slamming his head into each post before placing the mask back over his now bloody face and jumping the barricade to leave through the crowd.
Ace Scorpio: Next up is James Fierce facing the Outlaw.
Jax Carver: I wonder if Dark Phoenix is going to come back for that?
Ace Scorpio: Fierce and the KGB are not on good terms with that family. You just never know. Share
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Post by SWAT Team on Dec 1, 2020 4:21:44 GMT -5
Ace Scorpio: The next match up pits the snake in the grass, Vile Vince Viper taking on Tatsuo Takeshi.
Jax Carver: Vile by way of fire bomb from his left eye. It will be glorious.
Ace Scorpio: Fireball? From his left eye? Surely you jest.
Frank Salazar: Introducing first from Toyohashi, Japan, he stands 6 feet 3 inches and weighs in at 240 pounds, Dragon King Tatsuo Takeshi!
The arena goes black, on the big screen the Warrior's Prayer is displayed, as the crowd chants along to the words: Gods of War I call you, my sword is by my side.I seek a life of honor, free from all false pride. I will crack the whip with a bold mighty hail. Cover me with death shall ever I fail. Glory, majesty, unity....Hail..Hail..Hail....The music Gods of War begins to play ... as the marching sound begins on the song, 12 Japanese Warriors with their swords held high begin marching to the ring and surrounds the ring. The spotlight focuses on the center of the stage. Dragon king is kneeling on the stage ... He rises to his feet, with a dragon mask covering his face. He holds his swords high , clashes them together, as bolts of lightning strike the stage, erupting in fire on the stage. He removes the dragon mask and makes his way to the ring.
Jax Carver: Ahh, The Dragon King. Poor young un. Vile is going to fry him up and serve him to LEFT Testicle for lunch.
Ace Scorpio: Dont you mean LEFT Tentacle?
Jax Carver: Nope.
Frank Salazar: And his opponent, Standing 5 feet 9 inches tall and a plump 259 ¾ pounds. He comes to us from Bucharest, Romania
Vile Vince Viper!
Ramones cover of "It's a wonderful world" starts of the PA and the arena goes dark and a bright yellow flash illuminates the ring and a scream of agony is heard. The lights come back up and Triple V is standing over Takeshi who is rolling in pain.
Ace Scorpio: I wonder if the fire came from his left eye.
Jax Carver: I called it. So of course it did you tool
Ace Scorpio: Vile mounts the Dragon King and lands a fury of punches to the forehead of Takeshi.
Jax Carver: Well there goes the no blood rule set forth by the antiquated wresting and boxing commission. Take that you tools!
Ace Scorpio: Vile pulls the Blooded Dragon King to his feet. The Dragon King is burnt and blood and no doubt in a world of hurt and shock. Vile is toying with Takeishi here folks as he avoids the wild punches being thrown.
Jax Carver: Vile can end this now, but wheres the fun in that?
Ace Scorpio: Vile ducks a wild right, falls down to his knees and nails Takeishi straight in the dick!
Jax Carver: DICK PUNCH!
Ace Scorpio: Vile back to his feet, and a we get an abdominal stretch!
Jax Carver:This is a Triple V Staple. Simple physics are at work here folks. Vile is three inches away from being considered a pissed of insane midget, and Takeishi is almost two and a half feet taller. The leverage being applied by the Viper is immense and the Dragon King wont last long in this hold.
Ace Scorpio: You may be right. Takeishi is in pain here folks, and Vile is adding to the agony by grabbing the top rope. The referee Richard Burns checks but Vile release the rope before Richard can get a good view.
Jax Carver: SWAT refs are the best refs. Our vision plan is excellent.
Ace Scorpio: Vile with the top rope again, and again Richard Burns missing the obvious cheating by the Vipe.
Jax Carver: One can apply to the SWAT referee academy. All you must have is 100/30 vision and a stripped shit and youre in like Flynn.
Ace Scorpio: How is Jerry Flynn doing these days? Never mind, Vile final gets caught and Referee Richard Burns puts on the five count releasing at 4 and 9 hundredths. Vile looks at the ref and smiles.
Jax Carver: Vile just shook the refs hand!
Ace Scorpio: Vile tells the referee Thank you and Well Done Vile turns and is nailed with a desperation clothesline from Takeishi! Takeishi with the cover!
Referee Richard Burns:One
Two
Jax Carver: And Vile kicks outs!
Ace Scorpio: Vile hurries back to his feet and hits a series of kicks to the body and then to the head and back to the body. Vile with a Thesez press and a full mount on Takeishi. Vile with a left and a right elbow followed by a series of headbutts!
Jax Carver: That clothesline pissed Triple V off something fierce.
Ace Scorpio: Viper pulls the bloodied Takeishi to his feet and lands a few smacks across the face. He starts the Fargo Strut
Jax Carver: Satans STRUT thank you! Oh the horror! Right in the eyes and throat!
Ace Scorpio: Triple V with the cover!
Richard Burns: One
Two
Three!
Jax Carver: Vile Vince Viper with the SQUASH!
Frank Salazr The winner of the match at 5 minutes and 11 seconds by pinfall, Vile Vince Viper
Ace Scorpio: VVV looking to seek his retribution and take the Heavyweight title away form whoever walks away with the gold tonight.
Jax Carver: Excuse me? Up next is JAMES FIERCE vs THE OUTLAW MORRIS BASS and I don't care who you are. I wouldn't look past James Fierce! Take over and do your dipshit. I got things to do.
Ace Scorpio: Where are you going?
Jax Carver: Don't worry about what I'm doing or where I'm going. Sit here, do your job and don't worry. You'll have a partner out here to carry your sorry ass.
Jax throws his headset off and pulls out a six back of bottles heading away from the broadcast table as a bewildered Ace looks on in disgust.
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Post by SWAT Team on Dec 1, 2020 4:22:11 GMT -5
[Backstage...................
The King of Snakes...
Is..............................................
...............wait for it......................................
walking!]
Vile "Vince" Viper: There is nothing like a mouthful of sssquasssh to sssober a sssnake up...
[Well after the dark days of Southern States, maybe that brief job session was enough to give The Devil of SWAT his smile back? Nodding at a few interns, the governing bodies' primary antagonist wanders over to the craft service table for some much needed coffee...]
#SSSSSSSSMASSSSSSSSSSH#
[Only to flip the table over... production assistants scatter like the cockroaches they are.]
Vile "Vince" Viper: ...A challenge so paltry, that I decided to get BLIND drunk to make it interesting. Yes I was BLIND for that last little encounter. I make my moonshine out of turpentine, what's it to you? See for a federation with Little Dragons and Dragon Kings, and Dragon GOD DAMNED Empiresss... there is only ONE ancient reptile who is the living embodiment of destruction... and these jabronis with fantastical aspirations are an insult to my <kicking coffee maker at an intern that's running too slow> cold blood cool.
Ssso will Little Dragon get the consolation DQ prize... you took a Daniel Collinsss ass kicking like a champ, we'll let you take another one from Vile and the Outlaw? That seems a little cruel, but Ssslain is a backyard alumni... so he knows a thing or two about sadomasochism. ...Or will Daniel Collins continue on to oversaturate this card worse than those sad jerks Funny Businessssss? Personally... I like Collinsss for it, and with all these talents getting BURNED by all the FLAKE regions... he seems like just the type of working PROFESSIONAL that I can attract over to slum it up in Backyard. Offers have been made. That doesn't really effect my actions later this evening though... if he comes to Backyard, I'll probably use him to take out the robot before the Anzac Cup in some mutually beneficial agreement... but here? Where I'm not the booker? Here I can take out ALL of my grievances over percieved slights from his family.
So tonight, Little Dragon or Dark Phoenix?
...I've recently discovered an addiction to contributing to the extinction of mythological creatures, so if you have a guy who aspires to be a bird that catches fire? Bring on the marshmallows, because its going to be a hot time in the old town tonight! I'd find taking on a second Dragon a little dull, but I find their blood helps to ward off aids... so there's always that.
We still await the third participant........ will it be my close personal friend, Morrisss Bassssss....... or my brother from another mother, Jimmy James Fierce. The Outlaw and the Hillbilly Assssssassssssin.... I promised myself that I wouldn't step in the ring against my blood brother Jimmy again, unless he put his magnificent beard on the line in a hair versus hair match. Since I was planning on putting Morrisss' rug on the line for my part of the deal, maybe you two can just cut out the middle man and rip clumps out yourselves?
Can't you see what I'm trying to say?
Let's let bygones be bygones my feeble friendsss.
We've all said things we regret... or are going to regret... you two somewhat moreso than me. Regardless of which one of you comes out of that vicious, bloody, crippling, spleen shitting out circle jerk of gore, career ending WAR on top... lets put our friendshipsss firssst, and differences aside, and DOUBLE TEAM THE SHIT OUT OF THIRD GUY!
Think of the bigger picture! There is a DRUNKEN CLOWN as your champion! End this stupid pissing contest over which one of you is MY BFF, and put the greater good first! *hiccup*
[Razor sharp talons rubbing his temple, Vile takes a second to compose himself.]
Vile "Vince" Viper: In a show seemingly dedicated to the return of the KGB and the evolution of The Family.... I find myself proving my top contender status against punks........
I took Tanner's fortune in that Haunted House match... more title contracts and belts than I'd care to reveal...
I won your royal rumble... painted a bullseye on my back, handed out live ammunition to the companies entire roster, and came out victorious.
I dismantled the KGB. Had the whole company run to their defence like THEY WERE THE GOOD GUYS, and still chopped them down to size. The lame duck Rocky Mountain champ has come back? That gives you fools a new lease on life................ your only weapon is Fierce... and Fierce is only a weapon because he's the companies only FACE, if you know what I mean.
Lets look at the who's who of Sssyndicate Wressstling... Ssslain... I thought I taught you better than this.
We have a president that LIVES to rub people the wrong way, and the rest of his family competing to be the black sheep of it. They look like good guys compared to the time travelling pimp who gets ahead largely on exploiting his girlfriend's looks. Our former champion enjoys humiliating the greener guys with sucker punches when he's not hammering out the most annoying interviews ever. Our founder would have us believe his ghastly behaviour was linked to having a retired movie star as a conscience, and if you believe that then WATCH OUT, because he's insulted your intelligence to the point where you might be legally {Mongo Edit: Nah we don't say that anymore} enough to get molested by said movie star. There is a drunken clown that likes bleeding on people with promises of venereal diseases... christ, the most popular guy in the fed is a millionaire that HATES people.
The KGB is once again firing on all cylinders? Well than you can join the rest of the upper card HORRIBLE SCUM I just named off in taking a ticket........
...because gentlemen...
In a land where those named represent the cream of the crop..........
I'M THE FUCKING _VILLAIN_ OF OUR COLLECTIVE PIECE.
<pearly yellows> ...it comes with making you look like boy ssscoutsss.
But I'm not here to tell you something you already know... I'm here to enlighten you. Family... Bandits... Emo Loon... Toaster... IT... you can do a lot worse. Sloth is just one of the seven deadly sins. There are six others for you to explore. You are capable of SO MANY MORE disgusting acts than you allow yourselves. Why settle for lessssssssssssss?
So as the most negative force in this shared space, we might as well make it official. It may take me another show to become the sanctioned champion, but PLEASE FEEL that you will ALWAYS have someone to strive down for in me.
[The Devil of SWAT helps the intern he kicked the glass coffee maker into up to her feet, pulling a velvet handkerchief out of his lapel to wipe the glass from her blouse. What a nice guy. VVV is nothing if not unpredictable.]
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Post by SWAT Team on Dec 1, 2020 4:22:32 GMT -5
[Backstage...................
The King of Snakes...
Is..............................................
...............wait for it......................................
walking!]
Vile "Vince" Viper: There is nothing like a mouthful of sssquasssh to sssober a sssnake up...
[Well after the dark days of Southern States, maybe that brief job session was enough to give The Devil of SWAT his smile back? Nodding at a few interns, the governing bodies' primary antagonist wanders over to the craft service table for some much needed coffee...]
#SSSSSSSSMASSSSSSSSSSH#
[Only to flip the table over... production assistants scatter like the cockroaches they are.]
Vile "Vince" Viper: ...A challenge so paltry, that I decided to get BLIND drunk to make it interesting. Yes I was BLIND for that last little encounter. I make my moonshine out of turpentine, what's it to you? See for a federation with Little Dragons and Dragon Kings, and Dragon GOD DAMNED Empiresss... there is only ONE ancient reptile who is the living embodiment of destruction... and these jabronis with fantastical aspirations are an insult to my <kicking coffee maker at an intern that's running too slow> cold blood cool.
Ssso will Little Dragon get the consolation DQ prize... you took a Daniel Collinsss ass kicking like a champ, we'll let you take another one from Vile and the Outlaw? That seems a little cruel, but Ssslain is a backyard alumni... so he knows a thing or two about sadomasochism. ...Or will Daniel Collins continue on to oversaturate this card worse than those sad jerks Funny Businessssss? Personally... I like Collinsss for it, and with all these talents getting BURNED by all the FLAKE regions... he seems like just the type of working PROFESSIONAL that I can attract over to slum it up in Backyard. Offers have been made. That doesn't really effect my actions later this evening though... if he comes to Backyard, I'll probably use him to take out the robot before the Anzac Cup in some mutually beneficial agreement... but here? Where I'm not the booker? Here I can take out ALL of my grievances over percieved slights from his family.
So tonight, Little Dragon or Dark Phoenix?
...I've recently discovered an addiction to contributing to the extinction of mythological creatures, so if you have a guy who aspires to be a bird that catches fire? Bring on the marshmallows, because its going to be a hot time in the old town tonight! I'd find taking on a second Dragon a little dull, but I find their blood helps to ward off aids... so there's always that.
We still await the third participant........ will it be my close personal friend, Morrisss Bassssss....... or my brother from another mother, Jimmy James Fierce. The Outlaw and the Hillbilly Assssssassssssin.... I promised myself that I wouldn't step in the ring against my blood brother Jimmy again, unless he put his magnificent beard on the line in a hair versus hair match. Since I was planning on putting Morrisss' rug on the line for my part of the deal, maybe you two can just cut out the middle man and rip clumps out yourselves?
Can't you see what I'm trying to say?
Let's let bygones be bygones my feeble friendsss.
We've all said things we regret... or are going to regret... you two somewhat moreso than me. Regardless of which one of you comes out of that vicious, bloody, crippling, spleen shitting out circle jerk of gore, career ending WAR on top... lets put our friendshipsss firssst, and differences aside, and DOUBLE TEAM THE SHIT OUT OF THIRD GUY!
Think of the bigger picture! There is a DRUNKEN CLOWN as your champion! End this stupid pissing contest over which one of you is MY BFF, and put the greater good first! *hiccup*
[Razor sharp talons rubbing his temple, Vile takes a second to compose himself.]
Vile "Vince" Viper: In a show seemingly dedicated to the return of the KGB and the evolution of The Family.... I find myself proving my top contender status against punks........
I took Tanner's fortune in that Haunted House match... more title contracts and belts than I'd care to reveal...
I won your royal rumble... painted a bullseye on my back, handed out live ammunition to the companies entire roster, and came out victorious.
I dismantled the KGB. Had the whole company run to their defence like THEY WERE THE GOOD GUYS, and still chopped them down to size. The lame duck Rocky Mountain champ has come back? That gives you fools a new lease on life................ your only weapon is Fierce... and Fierce is only a weapon because he's the companies only FACE, if you know what I mean.
Lets look at the who's who of Sssyndicate Wressstling... Ssslain... I thought I taught you better than this.
We have a president that LIVES to rub people the wrong way, and the rest of his family competing to be the black sheep of it. They look like good guys compared to the time travelling pimp who gets ahead largely on exploiting his girlfriend's looks. Our former champion enjoys humiliating the greener guys with sucker punches when he's not hammering out the most annoying interviews ever. Our founder would have us believe his ghastly behaviour was linked to having a retired movie star as a conscience, and if you believe that then WATCH OUT, because he's insulted your intelligence to the point where you might be legally {Mongo Edit: Nah we don't say that anymore} enough to get molested by said movie star. There is a drunken clown that likes bleeding on people with promises of venereal diseases... christ, the most popular guy in the fed is a millionaire that HATES people.
The KGB is once again firing on all cylinders? Well than you can join the rest of the upper card HORRIBLE SCUM I just named off in taking a ticket........
...because gentlemen...
In a land where those named represent the cream of the crop..........
I'M THE FUCKING _VILLAIN_ OF OUR COLLECTIVE PIECE.
<pearly yellows> ...it comes with making you look like boy ssscoutsss.
But I'm not here to tell you something you already know... I'm here to enlighten you. Family... Bandits... Emo Loon... Toaster... IT... you can do a lot worse. Sloth is just one of the seven deadly sins. There are six others for you to explore. You are capable of SO MANY MORE disgusting acts than you allow yourselves. Why settle for lessssssssssssss?
So as the most negative force in this shared space, we might as well make it official. It may take me another show to become the sanctioned champion, but PLEASE FEEL that you will ALWAYS have someone to strive down for in me.
[The Devil of SWAT helps the intern he kicked the glass coffee maker into up to her feet, pulling a velvet handkerchief out of his lapel to wipe the glass from her blouse. What a nice guy. VVV is nothing if not unpredictable.]
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Post by SWAT Team on Dec 1, 2020 4:23:10 GMT -5
Backstage, Phoenix is on the phone, hunched over his Presidents podium, which is apparently on wheels, since he's walking down the hall with it, clicking keys on a laptop perched on the top.
Phoenix: Yeah he's definitely primed. Kid went full Dark Phoenix just, out of nowhere.
he Prez walks by various arena staff and SWAT crew, exchanging a couple fistbumps and even pausing for a selfie-bomb.
Phoenix: Well ok, partial Dark. He didn't take the time to change fully just popped the mask on and took Timeless down a notch. And what he did to Burgess and Little Dragon...
Continuing on his path, he snickers as Marcus White yells something unintelligible for messing up his Instagram photo.
Phoenix: I'm pretty sure Burgess is injured. You sure you want me to push him West? He clearly has time to make it there... I didn't realize show one was going to be a marathon.
Coming up short, he grimaces, looking offcamera
Phoenix: Alright fine. I hope you know what you're doing. I need to go deal with some OTHER headaches.
Pan out to Alex Turner and Roxy. "Timeless" is holding his neck and snarling while Roxy pouts and tries to massage his aches, but Turner keeps swatting her away.
Phoenix: Are you guys like, gravitationally locked on to my family tree? Try try try again and we CAN'T get RID of you!
Timeless: Listen old man. I am done getting shafted by you and your kid! I'm Timeless! And all this talent can't be riding the SWAT bench. You stopped my new region from opening, shut down the shithole you sent me to next, and now you won't let Slain extend my contract? You want me to eat up my fat SWAT guarentee without a shot at a return, you can have it, but THIS guy wants to bust some heads and remind everyone he's the best!
Phoenix: I should put you in a dress and send you to Amazons for continually pissing me off, but frankly I JUST barely kept SWAT afloat after that blackface nonsense and I just don't want to deal with the paperwork. I could send you West, but frankly Carpenter would make your life hell on earth since you kept dicking with his pet project.
Timeless: *grins* Doesn't sound like you have much of a choice. And after that big show to make yourself feel relevant...
Phoenix sneers and slides the podium out of his way to get right up in Turner's face. His nostrils flare as he glares a hole right through Alex's skull, causing him to subtley back up slightly.
Phoenix: I'll tell you what. You can be like anyone else in this business and EARN your spot. The next ACW show, I'll sign you to a temporary contract for one match against Collins. You win, you get that extension. You lose, well, I get to cleanly terminate your SWAT contract, all money lost. Deal?
Timeless: Hells yes deal! You're gonna try and get Daniel after me? You can't control him just look at what he did! I'll either beat him AGAIN or he'll do something stupid and get DQ'd. Either way it's in the bag!
The two men shake hands and Phoenix rolls his cart away, whistling a catchy N'Sync song.
Timeless: You hear that babe? The quest for gold gets jumpstarted next week when I beat the normal back into Daniel's messed up-
Phoenix from faaarrrr away... NOPE!! I didn't say Daniel. I said Collins.
The President suddenly jumps back into frame.
Phoenix: IT'S GONNA BEY MAAYYYYYYY!!!
The color drains from Turner's face as Phoenix, a sadistic smirk on his face, pats Timeless on the shoulder.
Phoenix: Buh-bye.
Ace Scorpio: Oh now that's news! ACW is back and it's second show of the year already promises to be a classic as Timeless Alex Turner battles SWAT President Phoenix with Turner's job on the line!!
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Post by SWAT Team on Dec 1, 2020 4:23:40 GMT -5
(Psychotic Goth is on the lockerroom floor banging his head against the wall as hard rock music plays loudly. Despite the potential pain he doesn't seem to mind or care as he smiles sadistically and talks in an ancient unknown dialect.)
Psychotic Goth: "Give a fucking person an inch and he takes a mile. So goes that son of a bitch Beelzebozo."
(He laughs quietly as he continues to bang his head against the wall.)
Psychotic Goth: "You see you were nothing Beelzebozo until I uttered your name and then suddenly everyone was taking notice of you. I made you Beelzebozo and yet you don't realize it do you. You see your ego made you think that you were so significant and so important that you think you actually were something."
(He bursts out laughing and bangs his head harder against the wall.)
Psychotic Goth: "Yet you are nothing Beelzebozo. I was the one who made you what you are and tonight you are going to see that in the Devil's Playground. You are going to see in my kingdom of evil. You are going to see in my land of darkness and terror that I rule and shall always rule. I shall make you my royal court jester and to be honest not even that shall suit me."
(He stops banging his head against the wall as the music dies down.)
Psychotic Goth: "Pennywise tonight you shall be stripped of everything. Pennywise you shall be shown as the fool that you always are and always will be. You see if it wasn't for your friend Triple V. You would still be a worthless clown. Now I shall make sure you aren't just worthless but suffer such purgatory that even your souls that you supposedly shepherd won't stay with you."
(He bellows and shouts again in an ancient dialect.)
Psychotic Goth: "Yes 'Shepherd of Lost Souls' you shall be one Pennywise and then I shall collect your soul. I shall collect what you owe me and what should have still been mine. That is the ACW Heavyweight Championship that you never really won. I shall strip it from you and I shall rip out your soul and eat it while you watch as well as the other participants and ringsiders watch in horror. There shall be no doubt that I, Psychotic Goth, am the true champion of ACW."
(He roars like a wild beast.)
Psychotic Goth: "You see 'The Psychotic One' can not be read by anyone. No one knows what I am thinking and what I plan on doing against anyone who faces me. Not even you Beelzebozo and you claim you hate pressure. I guess that's because you piss in your fucking pants after you drink that toxic booze of yours. Don't worry I plan on dumping something down your throat that's even more toxic since you claim to have toxic blood. I plan on testing that theory since I never plan on giving up on that until I actually do it."
(A Demonic smile crosses his face.)
Psychotic Goth: "I am the 'King of the Goths' and I'm proclaiming that you shall be slain by my command and that you shall be put out of your misery for crimes against my kingdom. I shall make sure that it's carried out. If you shall flee and I hope you do I shall send my gothic armies out to pursue you until you are too tired and I shall be in the front of the charge to slay you when I see you."
(He bursts out laughing as he gets up and takes the velvet bag and slings it over his shoulder.)
Psychotic Goth: "Yes Beelzebozo I shall claim your soul and the title I never lost. I shall make you nameless and I shall make you and I shall make sure I turn you into a nothing again. You shall never again be known as champion or anything other than a freak show performing on the streets. You shall be reduced to performing at children's parties and whatever jobs that are available to shitty clowns like you. If anyone asks who did this to you. Tell them that 'Satan's Chosen Warrior' brought me back to reality and took my soul and everything that I pretended to have and be. You shall never again be that asshole you pretended to be. Tonight Beelzebozo is your time of the end. Your time is up and I shall send you to the hell and purgatory you belong in. ACW shall again have a champion to lead them into their glory days again and it's going to be me."
(He roars.)
Psychotic Goth: "BEELZEBOZO! PENNYWISE! WELCOME TO YOUR DEATH!"
(He continues to roar and leaves as the scene slowly fades to black.)
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Post by SWAT Team on Dec 1, 2020 4:24:00 GMT -5
(Psychotic Goth is on the lockerroom floor banging his head against the wall as hard rock music plays loudly. Despite the potential pain he doesn't seem to mind or care as he smiles sadistically and talks in an ancient unknown dialect.)
Psychotic Goth: "Give a fucking person an inch and he takes a mile. So goes that son of a bitch Beelzebozo."
(He laughs quietly as he continues to bang his head against the wall.)
Psychotic Goth: "You see you were nothing Beelzebozo until I uttered your name and then suddenly everyone was taking notice of you. I made you Beelzebozo and yet you don't realize it do you. You see your ego made you think that you were so significant and so important that you think you actually were something."
(He bursts out laughing and bangs his head harder against the wall.)
Psychotic Goth: "Yet you are nothing Beelzebozo. I was the one who made you what you are and tonight you are going to see that in the Devil's Playground. You are going to see in my kingdom of evil. You are going to see in my land of darkness and terror that I rule and shall always rule. I shall make you my royal court jester and to be honest not even that shall suit me."
(He stops banging his head against the wall as the music dies down.)
Psychotic Goth: "Pennywise tonight you shall be stripped of everything. Pennywise you shall be shown as the fool that you always are and always will be. You see if it wasn't for your friend Triple V. You would still be a worthless clown. Now I shall make sure you aren't just worthless but suffer such purgatory that even your souls that you supposedly shepherd won't stay with you."
(He bellows and shouts again in an ancient dialect.)
Psychotic Goth: "Yes 'Shepherd of Lost Souls' you shall be one Pennywise and then I shall collect your soul. I shall collect what you owe me and what should have still been mine. That is the ACW Heavyweight Championship that you never really won. I shall strip it from you and I shall rip out your soul and eat it while you watch as well as the other participants and ringsiders watch in horror. There shall be no doubt that I, Psychotic Goth, am the true champion of ACW."
(He roars like a wild beast.)
Psychotic Goth: "You see 'The Psychotic One' can not be read by anyone. No one knows what I am thinking and what I plan on doing against anyone who faces me. Not even you Beelzebozo and you claim you hate pressure. I guess that's because you piss in your fucking pants after you drink that toxic booze of yours. Don't worry I plan on dumping something down your throat that's even more toxic since you claim to have toxic blood. I plan on testing that theory since I never plan on giving up on that until I actually do it."
(A Demonic smile crosses his face.)
Psychotic Goth: "I am the 'King of the Goths' and I'm proclaiming that you shall be slain by my command and that you shall be put out of your misery for crimes against my kingdom. I shall make sure that it's carried out. If you shall flee and I hope you do I shall send my gothic armies out to pursue you until you are too tired and I shall be in the front of the charge to slay you when I see you."
(He bursts out laughing as he gets up and takes the velvet bag and slings it over his shoulder.)
Psychotic Goth: "Yes Beelzebozo I shall claim your soul and the title I never lost. I shall make you nameless and I shall make you and I shall make sure I turn you into a nothing again. You shall never again be known as champion or anything other than a freak show performing on the streets. You shall be reduced to performing at children's parties and whatever jobs that are available to shitty clowns like you. If anyone asks who did this to you. Tell them that 'Satan's Chosen Warrior' brought me back to reality and took my soul and everything that I pretended to have and be. You shall never again be that asshole you pretended to be. Tonight Beelzebozo is your time of the end. Your time is up and I shall send you to the hell and purgatory you belong in. ACW shall again have a champion to lead them into their glory days again and it's going to be me."
(He roars.)
Psychotic Goth: "BEELZEBOZO! PENNYWISE! WELCOME TO YOUR DEATH!"
(He continues to roar and leaves as the scene slowly fades to black.)
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Post by SWAT Team on Dec 1, 2020 4:24:55 GMT -5
Ace Scorpio: Coming up we have the match to determine who faces VVV later on in the evening to become the new #1 contender. And if youve not noticed by the silence my broadcast partner has taken off to who knows where. On the bright side peace and quiet for me.
We hear fight by Jim Johnston play as the fans get on their feet.
(The guitar riffs from Fight begin to blare throughout the arena as orange, red and yellow lights begin to flicker throughout the arena.)
I, I know your every move I've heard you every word I know you well And I've Got nothing left to prove Your threats I find absurd I am your hell
(As the chorus begins, Bass slowly walks out onto the stage, adjusting his elbow pad, and looks throughout the crowd as they welcome him to a mixture of cheers and boos.)
Frank Salazar: Making his way to the ring, from El Paso, Texas
..weighing in tonight at 310 pounds
..he is THE OUTLAWWWWW MORRISSSSSSSSS BASSSSSSSSSS!!!!!
Every time, you think that I'm done I'll come back stronger (come back stronger) Every time, you think that you've got me I will fight you And I will put you in the ground
(Bass slowly walks down the ramp and towards the ring. He slowly clenches and unclenches both fists as he interacts with fans on both sides of the ramp. He exchanges fist bumps and high fives with his fans and words of unpleasantries with those who hate him.)
I will fight 'Til there's nothing left 'Til my legs are gone You won't forget me
And I will fight 'Til my final breath Just to see you fall I'll make you fear me
(Bass arrives at ringside and slowly walks up the steel steps up on the ring apron. He slowly steps over the top rope and inside the ring as a single orange spotlight shines on him when he arrives in the ring.)
Every time, you think I'm done I'll come back stronger (come back stronger) And Every time, you think that you've got me I will fight you
(Bass walks to the middle of the ring under the orange spotlight and flashes that trademark devilish grin hes been known for throughout his career as confidently raises his right gloved fist in the air.)
Every time, you think that I'm done I'll come back stronger (come back stronger) Every time, you think that you've got me I will fight you
Ace Scorpio: This is my first chance to get a look at the guy but he looks to be something of a force to deal with in ACW. The problem is hes facing the collective agency who seems to run ACW and that is never a good sign.
CSK jumps the guardrail and grabs a steel chair from the time keepers area before sliding into the ring and nailing Bass across the back of it repeatedly. Morris back to his feet doubled over as he fights off CSK. Kennedy grabs Morris by the back of the head and rams it into the steel ring post before smiling and kicking Bass in the ribs. The fans give a mixed reaction as CSK gives them the finger and walks away going back up the aisle.
Ace Scorpio: What a sickening display. First night back in several months and CSK is already causing chaos. James Fierce didnt need the assist. DAMNIT!!
Frank Salazar: And his opponet, standing at 63 and weighing in at 285 pounds, from WAYNE COUNTY, WEST VIRGINIA hes a founding member of the KGB this is THE HILLBILLYYYYYYYYYY ASSASSSINNNNNNNN JAMESSSSSSSSSSSS FIERCEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
Stuck in the middle with you by Stealers Wheel begins to play as the fans give a bit louder of a cheer than they gave CSK. Out comes the Hillbilly Assassin with Jax Carver. CSK makes his way up the rampway and gives a nod to Fierce and Carver before heading over towards the announcers table. We see Morris sliding back into the ring and the we go back to the announcers table where CSK pulls out a six back of beer and uses his teeth to open the bottle before sitting down and patting Ace Scorpio on the head.
CSK: So this is what its like to be the lazy man sitting on his ass and getting paid for nothing. By the way youre welcome but dont touch the beer. This shit cost more than your suit.
Ace Scorpio: What on earth are you doing out here? Youre not even on the card tonight.
CSK: Damn right Im not on the card and thats the problem around here. We bring back the face of SWAT and I get the shaft as usual. Tonight though the KGB takes matters into our own hands. Besides Jax is at ringside and Im here to class up the joint.
Ace Scorpio: Did you really need to interject yourself before the match? Fairly certain James didnt need your help.
CSK: And I dont need three prostitutes on a Friday night to have naked pillow fights to enjoy my beer either. But it helps. Fact of the matter is I was saying hello to the new talent. Not my fault the clumsy oaf fell into my chair.
J James Fierce struts down the aisle while Jax throws KGB shirts into the crowd. As they approach the ring steps, Jax lights up a cigar while James enters the ring and look over towards his opponent with a smirk a mile wide. As he turns towards the camera we see the back of his shirt as it reads Marcus White and Phoenix the modern day love connection. Fierce stretches out on the ropes as Jax exits the ring and throws out more shirts.
DING DING DING
Ace Scorpio: Fierce saying something to the referee but is attacked from behind by the Outlaw with multiple forearm shots and fists to the back of the head and neck area. Fierce rarely caught off guard wasnt expecting this.
CSK: Do you see what were talking about? When the wrestling world takes cheap shots its acceptable. But when we do something to strike first were the bad guys. Come on man youre not fucking blind. You saw what I did.
Ace Scorpio: Morris continuing with the assault headbutting James in the back of of the head, more clubbing forearm shots. Several knee lifts to the gut before grabbing the Hillbilly Assassin and taking him towards the corner. Fierce with his head thrown into the turnbuckle.
CSK: Whoever this jackass is, hes really pissing me off. Thinks he can just walk into our company and cheapshot the KGB? Ill show that asshole who runs the show.
CSK picks up the bottle of brew and slams it back before opening a second one.
Ace Scorpio: Morris with fists to the face and several kicks to the midsection. The referee letting this go as we dont believe in disqualifications or countouts here. Multiple headbutts now by the Outlaw have the Assassin reeling against the ropes.
CSK: If this referee doesnt do his job hes not going to have one. But you know what? At the end of the day we know what were doing. Fierce is just toying with this guy. Have you not watched our matches? Its called a false sense of security jackass.
Ace Scorpio: Morris grabs Fierce by the back of the neck and drags him face first across the top rope towards the other side of the ring. Fierce with his head rammed into the turnbuckle again multiple times. Fierce picked up in a bearhug and rammed back first into the turnbuckles repeatedly as Morris follows that up with multiple headbutts.
CSK: Where in the hell did Slain find these guys? This cant be a real referee it has to be some scab. Did Slain run another contest where some lucky fan got to win a chance to be a referee for the night? That silly motherfucker, haha. What will that crazy freak think of next?
Ace Scorpio: James Fierce has been beaten down to the mat. Bass bending down and choking the Hillbilly Assassin now. The fans booing as we hear chants of KGB breaking out in the front row. Morris to his feet telling the fans to shut their mouths and shoves the referee.
CSK: No respect for the authority in the ring Ace, no respect. Why is Fierce even in this match? Its a bullshit call that he has to earn anything around here. Were the KGB! We are the card, we are the top guys, we are the main event. This is just an insult to who we are and what we stand for.
Ace Scorpio: Fierce pulling himself up with the help of the ropes. Morris turns around and eats a kick to the nuts. Fierce laying in several more shots. Left, right, left, right, left and another right. Fierce just laying fists into the Outlaw now and its Bass who has his head driven into the turnbuckle.
CSK: Dusty Rhodes aint got shit on James one two punches. Thats just smooth like silk baby, smooth like silk. I promise you this much. The Outlaw just lost a few teeth from those fist shots.
Ace Scorpio: Multiple bell claps, fist shots, forearms, James Fierce just toying with the Outlaw now. Morris drops down to a knee and its now Fierce who throws multiple knees to the side of his head. Fierce with a stiff kick to the teeth now stands on the throat of Morris while placing his hands on the top rope for leverage. The fans chants for the KGB are getting even louder now.
CSK: First of all its hes not using the ropes for leverage. The big mans tired and hes just resting his hands. If it appears Fierce is choking the man its just a bad camera angle. We never cheat!
Ace Scorpio: The Hillbilly Assassin takes his foot off the throat of the Outlaw and turns his back to pose for the fans and give thumbs down. Morris to his feet grabs Fierce and throws him out of the ring. The Outlaw leaves the ring and grabs Fierce slamming his head repeatedly into the side of the ring and then whips him into the steel guard rail. The fans patting Fierce on the back and offering him their beers.
CSK: See that right there pisses me off. Dont offer us cheap beer. We dont drink the five dollar natural ice or steel reserve. Come on people were classier than that. But then again what do you expect from the douchebags in D.C.?
Ace Scorpio: Morris backs up and connects with a running elbow drop onto the chest of Fierce who had slumped down onto the concrete floor. Morris gets up as Fierce rolls over and begins to crawl towards the ring but is met with a running boot the ribs by Morris who then takes one of the KGB shirts from the fans and starts choking Fierce with it before spitting on the shirt and throwing it back into the crowd.
CSK: What an asshole! Thats prime merchandise!!!!
Ace Scorpio: The Outlaw goes back into the ring while Fierce tries to regain his wits about him. The fans begin to clap and chant the Hillbilly Assassins name doing their best to get him back into this match.
CSK: When are these bloodsuckers going to realize we dont need their help or support. Bunch of crotch sniffers always wanting to hump our legs for an autograph.
Ace Scorpio: Fierce upon the ring apron now as Morris turns around and goes to drag him into the ring. Fierce pulled towards the center and greeted with a stiff kick to the side of the head. The Outlaw bounces off the ropes and hits a clothesline sending the KGBs favorite son onto his back to look at the lights.
CSK: Hey theres nothing wrong with being on your back. Except the hookers here in D.C. are just nasty man. I wouldnt even ask you to sleep with one of them. I would bang Trumps ladies though, just not the hookers here.
Ace Scorpio: Thats a bit crude dont you think?
CSK: No, the woman you call a wife that you get birthday sex from without a bag on her face is crude. Bro what do you smoke to to hit that?
Ace Scorpio: The Outlaw turns around and hes looking in your direction Christian. I think he wants you in the ring next.
CSK: Please, Marcus White would be more of a challenge then this guy. Ol rot crotch better be careful who he calls out. Ill finish what I started.
Ace Scorpio: Fierce up to his feet, the Outlaw turns around and goes for a clothesline, Fierce ducks and hits the ropes. Morris comes flying towards him, Fierce picks him up and hits the hot shot! Fierce slapping his face now and stomping around the ring. The fans are on their feet.
CSK: Hey jackass its a been your honor but if youll excuse me. I got some drinking to do with my boys.
Ace Scorpio: Fierce just waiting patiently, Morris gets up to his feet and Fierce charges across the ring. THE HILLBILLY AWAKENING!!!!! I dont care who you are, call home this match is over.
CSK opens up another bottle of beer and makes his way down the aisle. Fierce points towards CSK and gives the thumbs up before turning around and getting in position.
Ace Scorpio: Not sure why Fierce isnt going for the pin. Oh wait a second now I get it, THE HILLBILLY AWAKENING!!!!!! Fierce just hit Morris Bass with a second running blockbuster neckbreaker.
CSK jumps onto the ring apron and enters the ring. The referee drops down for the count as Fierce goes for the cover. CSK sits on the feet of Morris Bass and opens up yet another bottle of beer.
ONE
TWO
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THREE!!!!!!!!
DING DING DING
Frank Salazar: Your winner of the match, and advancing to the finals later on this evening, THE HILLBILLY ASSASSINNNNNNNN JAMESSSSSSS FIERCEEEEEEEEEE!!!!
CSK stands up and takes a swig of beer before throwing the bottle into the crowd. Jax Carver enters the ring with microphone in hand as James stands up and kicks Morris Bass in the ribs before having his arms raised by the referee.
Ace Scorpio: What a lack of respect we just saw here tonight. There was no need for the KGBs actions. These guys were always assholes but now they are just being juvenile. Oh great, whats big mouth got to say.
CSK grabs the microphone as Jax Carver hands James Fierce two bottles of beer and then cracks one open for himself. CSK makes his way to the corner and stands on the second turnbuckle and spits into the crowd.
CSK: Lets get something straight right here and now. There wont be a match later on to determine the new number one contender. Because YOU ARE LOOKING AT HIM!!!!
In the history of wrestling, the former champion always gets the first title shot. So James Fierce is going to get the winner of the tin man vs Tong Fairtex for the International title. I am getting my rematch and Im getting it tonight! So I want that drunk ass wanna be bozo the clown to get his sorry ass out here and lets do this right now!
CSK jumps off the turnbuckle and stretches out on the ropes and cracks his neck. A few minutes go by before he makes his way back up the turnbuckles and shakes his head in disgust.
CSK: Thats what I thought! The clown is just that, A CLOWN! Hes too scared to come out here and ace my ass like a man because he knows that he cant beat me. Thats fine I knew he was scared. So the next best option. I want that goth wannabe psychotic to get his pasty white ass out here and face me! Ill knock his dentures down his throat so deep hell be sitting them out for breakfast and then later on tonight Ill slap that drunk ass clown around.
A few more minutes go by but no Psychotic Goth. CSK starts to lose his temper and kicks the bottom ropes. James Fierce just slams back his beer and throws it into the crowd and opens up another beer. Jax Carver tries to calm CSK down by offering him another beer.
CSK: I know the wanna be Mr. Emo didnt have the balls to come out here either. So heres how this shits going down tonight. You see Stefan Slain and I are pretty damn tight. So this match between VVV and James Fierce isnt going to happen.
Not a chance in hell! I mean I know James will knock him around like a red headed step child. You know what, Im going to let James dismantle the rubber snake tonight. And I dont mean the one that Marcus plays with in bed.
So, James will take out the snake later but I am going to get my title shot tonight. I dont care if I have to make it a triple threat match. I dont care if I have to take out both men. Because to be honest that drunk ass clown is not the rightful champion. I NEVER GOT MY REMATCH!!! Therefore Mr. Emo is still the champion and his ass defends it against me tonight!
And if that cant happen, then Mr. Emo can sit his ass in the locker room and Ill take on the drunk ass clown, reclaim MY TITLE and then pasty ass can get his title shot against me at the ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY!!!!!! Screw it, I WILL BOOK THAT SHOW!
Because whether you like it, or you dont like it the KGB runs this shit and theres not a damn think Phoenix or anybody else can do about it. Tonight D.C. Youre going to have a chance to witness something that you never get in this shit hole of a state. You get a chance to watch
A CHAMPION BE CROWNED!
CSK drops the microphone as him, Jax Carver and James Fierce leave the ring to the sounds of Stuck in the middle with you by Stealers Wheel.
Ace Scorpio: Hes fucking lost his mind! CSK has gone over the deep end and hes more bat shit crazy then Stefan Slain has ever been. I have no clue what is going on or what is going on. I guess the next match is THE INDUSTRIAL MAN vs TONG FAIRTEX? But who the hell knows now that the inmates are running the asylum.
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Post by SWAT Team on Dec 1, 2020 4:25:52 GMT -5
(Team Fairtex is approaching the ringside entrance as a Reporter comes up to them.)
Reporter: "Tong you're facing the International Champion Industrial Man. What are your thoughts about facing him tonight."
Tong Fairtex: "First off I'm focused on this match and Industrial Man's going to see that I've been upgrading myself too. You see Industrial Man I'm one of those wrestlers who can adapt to any style. I'm someone who's been in this business for a decade and let me tell you something Industrial Man. I'm someone who doesn't take opponents lightly. This is one of those moments."
Reporter: "Everyone believes Industrial Man's claim that you fear him because you were silent all this time."
Tong Fairtex: "You know what they say about silence is deadly and that the quiet ones are deadly too. Well I admit that was my fault but tonight I'm going to be talking with my actions and not with my mouth. You see Industrial Man can come in like Robocop....."
(Phantam Fairtex imitates Robocop's movements.)
Phantam Fairtex: "Dead or alive you're coming with me."
Tong Fairtex: "You can come in like the Robinson's robot......"
(Phantam Fairtex waves his arms upwards.)
Phantam Fairtex: "Danger! Danger! Industrial Man!"
Tong Fairtex: "But seriously Industrial Man don't think I'm just here to have my....."
(He uses quotation finger movements.)
Tong Fairtex: "Talent raised higher. You see you're looking at 'The Bangkok Hitman' and yeah when I started off I was the goofball but I raised my game. I became what I am today and that's the 'Bangkok Hitman' and now I'm looking for something that will really prove I am one of the best. You know what that is Industrial Man and that's the SWAT International Champion. Now Industrial Man let's see if you actually managed to find enough intel on me to beat me. That would be a miracle on your part and believe me you'll see first hand what I'm about. So in a matter of moments Industrial Man we're going to step though those ropes and I'm going to give you an industrial sized headache. One that even Norton, Webroot or any other software can't even solve. You're looking at the next SWAT International Champion, because that's what's going to happen whether you like it or not. I'm the best there is was and if you don't like it or disagree you aren't excellent. Let's go bro."
Phantam Fairtex: "Right behind you Tong bro."
(They leave as the scene slowly fades to black.)
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Post by SWAT Team on Dec 1, 2020 4:26:18 GMT -5
[Backstage, Beelzebozo is preparing for his match, when he is approached by Generic Female Interviewer.]
GFI: Beelzebozo, later tonight, you defend your ACW Heavyweight title against Psychotic Goth. Goth had some words for you. Do you have a response?
[Beelzebozo shakes his head.]
BF: It's sad. It's just so sad. How can one man be that delusional? Psychotic Goth rambles on, and makes the same Pennywise joke that is no funnier the thirtieth time than it was the first, and he says a bunch of braggadocious nonsense. Let me make one thing very clear, Goth: I don't like you. And you know what else? I don't even respect you.
GFI: Do you care to elaborate on that statement?
BF: Sure. I won the title from Goth. There was no doubt. There was no controversary. I won. He lost. If he was any kind of man, he would have congratulated me, said it was a tough match, and he would get me next time. But what does he do? He rambles on about how he made me famous.
BF: Let's clear up the confusion: you didn't make me famous....I. Made. You. Tap.
BF: maybe the loss of oxygen to your brain when I choked you out caused some permanent damage. Do you even listen to yourself, Goth? Do you understand how ridiculous the words are that come out of your mouth?
BF: You say that I am nothing.....
BF: but I tapped you out.....
BF: so that makes you less than nothing. I don't even have to cut a promo on you, Goth....you do a good enough job of putting yourself down, you delusional, pathetic, overrated product of corporate hype. I can't wait until this waste of my time is over, so I can move on to somebody that actually deserves my attention.
GFI: You sound pretty confident you will come out on top in the match.
BF: Why should I be worried? Psychotic Goth is less than nothing.....he said it himself. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to get ready. And by get ready, I mean drink whiskey and try to decide who I will defend my belt against next. Because as a clown, I'm an expert on jokes.....and Psychotic Goth is the biggest joke of all.
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Post by SWAT Team on Dec 1, 2020 4:27:20 GMT -5
*Back from commercial, and in the ring, once again, is none other than the leader of the Free SWAT itself, the man who keeps all the pesky little Societies in check and out of our hair, the same guy that you and yours come to each and every show on bated breath and borrowed time hoping for just one moment to shine.
No sir, it's not Stefan Slain.
Not Paul Soutter.
Not Joe Pesci.
Not even Christian Sebastian Kennedy,*
Phoenix: KENNEDAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY.
*Yup.
Phoenix: I have done nothing this show, aside from booking MYSELF in a do or die match with that twerp, Timeless Alex Turner, but listen to the self-proclaimed new-old face of SWAT and the KGB rag on everything we've done without him, as if this one man allows OUR existence to thrive. Where was he in the waning months of the last year? Where was he as SWAT turned the clocks and moved into new territories, with new talent coming in every week?
He was sitting on his rematch claused ass at home soaking up the residuals and whatever gopher stipend Soutter sends him for being tied to the all time lamest group to ever hit the airwaves.
The god damned Kross Global Bandits.
The guys that thought "we need to be cool, so put a K on it!" I'm shocked they didn't end with a z! Cause every time you ski mask wearing ingrates show up on MY screen? Everyone just zzzzzzzz...
*Phoenix is forced to pause as the arena is buffeted by thousands of snores, causing him to break his currently weathered mask of anger into a all-to-brief grin.*
Phoenix: For all your BIG FUCKING TALK, not a ONE of you, not a Fierce, not a Kennedy, not a Carver or even that poor bastard Slain, had the chutzpah to say ANYTHING to my face. Slain waited until I bailed. You guys waited until I was nowhere in sight. So allow me to rebutt, you butt.
Order of business one. You were never the ACW Champion, you idiot. You were the Rockies Champion. And when that died, you brought the damn title with you and pretended like it mattered, got put into a unification match against the ACTUAL Atlantic Coast champ, and... refresh my memory. What happened?
*The Tron lights up with video of Helloween.*
Helloween '17 wrote: Lax Carver : CSK mocks CSK and shows him .... this much Goth rages and spears CSK!
Ace Scorpio : Goth with a powerbomb!
Jax Carver : Discuss lariat from CSK!
Ace Scorpio : CSK starts mounting the ropes .... Goth stops him with a running double ax handle ... hooks CSK and delivers a devastating crucifix!
Jax Carver : Satan's Judgement
Ace Scorpio : He nailed it! Cover by Goth!
One ...........................
Two ...............................
THREE!!!!!
Jax Carver : He got IT! My god! Goth just defeated CSK!
Phoenix: Oh! That's right!
You lost.
You lost your non-official title to the actual champion and then HE lost it to the new, current, reigning champion, Beelzebozo. That makes you?
Absolutely nothing.
You don't get a rematch, Christian. You don't get a contenders match. You're lucky you get to step into the ring at all. You disrespect ME? You couldn't beat my KID, Christian.
*This time, a replay of the International Title Tournament plays.*
International Title Finals wrote: Collins somehow gets to his feet and slams the chair ontop of him into the ropes, unbalancing Kennedy and CSK topples to the mat.
Jeremy Tucker : Collins smashes the chair then onto the skull of CSK!! Powerbombs him onto of the chair! Collins lays the other chair ontop of CSK.
Andrew Fulton : A steel chair sandwich!
Jeremy Tucker : Collins to the top rope .... PHOENIX SPLASH!!!
Phoenix Splash with the opponent sandwiched between two chairs
Andrew Fulton : Unbelievable!
Jeremy Tucker : Collins with the cover .... one ............................ two ................................... THREE!!!! He did it!! Daniel Collins comes out victorious!!!
Andrew Fulton : Cudos to him, what a performance!!!
*The crowd starts chanting "KU-DOS! KU-DOS!", which elicits a chuckle from Phoenix, before he continues.*
Phoenix: Which really, is a hell of a segue into order of business TWO. Lil' ol' ME.
We all know that your KGB leader Soutter owns the place. But he signed the REAL power over to me. I've been out here each and every show trying to sell the matches, build the business, and remind people why SWAT was the place to BE. And all that while, you were... where were you Christian? Off on some island sipping mai-tais with Slain licking your wounded pride on that extended winter vacation? Big mouth or not, I was the one here, fighting for SWAT to stay alive while you bailed. And frankly, you were NEVER a good fit for ACW. Daniel showed it. Goth showed it. Those two were ACW bred and bled while you took the easy gold route and wound up taking your beating like the pussy you are. The only thing around here you can call is Soutter to cry about how the big bad President is being mean to poh widdle See Ass Kay and you know what'll happen then?
NOT A GOD DAMN THING.
And that, my friend, takes us to your penchant for sticking your dick into MY MATCHES. I let the Morris Bass thing go because, let's face it. It was Morris Bass. That guy had no shot in hell from the gun.
But I tell you what. You go ahead and make good on your promise to fuck up my number one contenders match. Get yourself or your little masked idiots to interfere. The last time the KGB brought masked men to the ring you fucked up Adrian Tanner Jr's last match and by fucking god I still owe you for that so please. PLEASE. Try that shit one more time.
Because you won't be dealing with a fucking suit if you do. You wanna call ME out? You can haz me babay.You can haz ALL you want.
*"Phoenix" starts up as he drops his mic and goes through the roes to the outside.*
Ace Scorpio: The President has just called out the KGB and specifically CSK here to-
Phoenix: *on a mic he pulls out of his suit jacket* Oh and don't forget. I'm not the only Phoenix in the building tonight with a bone to pick with the KGB over that match.
*Dropping the SECOND mic, Phoenix smiles and powers up the ramp.*
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