The crowd is abuzz with excitement as the night is coming to a close.
Martin Mays: Well, fans, we have seen blood, sweat and tears; losers and winners. We just crowned a new International champion in Eric Snow. And now we get to see the first ever Triangle Tag Match in the ACW!
Kareem Ali: Because you need more than one tag team to have a Triangle match, much less any tag matches and, until recently, only had ONE TAG in the ACW!
Martin Mays: Baby steps, Kareem! Things they are a changing! Now we have two and I hear there’s a few more in the works! Got to thank Pheonix for her recruiting because she’s doing a bang up job!
Kareem Ali: I think she just got lucky! Even a blind dog finds a bone every once in a while!!
Martin Mays: What the hell is that supposed to mean?!!
Suddenly…
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YMCA by the Village People begins to play and the audience gets into groove and begins to move!
Kareem Ali: What in the hell?
Martin Mays: I’m not sure what’s going on here. I don’t have any notes on a promo or new superstar but anything is possible in the ACW!
Kareem Ali: Who would bother using Disco as a theme song? Isn’t disco dead?
As the words come out his mouth, three individuals hit the stage. In the center is a lanky man with a leather loin cloth and an Indian Headdress! The rest of his body is covered in white body paint. To each side, are what looks like a motorcycle cop and a sailor!
Martin Mays blurts: Oh, my freakin’ God, it’s those LUNATICS!!
The Indian Chief is Wisecrack who begins to prance down the ramp.
He is followed by El Loko in the cop outfit!
And Maddog struts down in the Naval outfit!
They dance up the ringsteps and into the ring; Wisecrack taking center and his boys dancing to each side of him. Suddenly the music, which has no words, gets to the first verse.
Wisecrack sings:
Young men! There’s no need to mark out!
I said
Young men! If you’re in the next bout
I said
Young men! Maybe just give it up!
There’s no NEED TO GET YOUR BUTTS KICKED!
The fans have already started to boo…heavily.
Wisecrack: Oh, shut it! There’s a whole ‘nother verse and a chorus!
The crowd gets louder as the Lunatics keep dancing strangly and Wisecrack keeps on singing!
Wisecrack:
Young Men! There’s a place you can go!
I said!
Young men! If you’re short on your dough!
I said!
They will still pay you to lose!
I know you’ll make a great jobber!!
It’s fun to JOB in the A C W!
It’s fun to JOB in the A C W!
(El Loko, Wisecrack and Maddog try desperately to spell ACW with their bodies)
Martin Mays: Is that supposed to be a ‘W’ or an ‘A’ as far as that goes?
Kareem Ali: Ya know, the two on the end, I don’t think they know how to spell in English!
Wisecrack throws his hands up: Hold up! Hold the music! (The music stops) I know why this song sucks so bad and it’s not just because it’s disco. Let’s try this on for size…
The music starts again and the people start booing again.
Martin Mays: Ya know this is a slap to not just the Village People but to everyone who has cut a disco record! I’m tellin’ you!
Wisecrack continues the chorus:
It’s fun to be in the P W A!
It’s fun to be in the P W A!
They’ve got everything wrestling needs to not suck
You can be makin’ the big bucks!!
The booing gets really bad now and you can’t even hear the music. El Loko and Maddog begin yelling at the crowd in incoherent Spanish (We think) as Wisecrack steams in the center of the ring. As the music ends abruptly, the cracked clown addresses the crowd angrily.
Wisecrack: Well, thank you very much! Try to bring some culture and levity to your lives and whatta ya do?
And the crowd boos louder.
Wisecrack: I just figured, we already had the cowboy, the gay construction worker and the leather wearing weirdoes, we might as well complete the ensemble.
Wisecrack grins wildly and looks at the camera.
Wisecrack: Ya get it? The Villiage People?
The crowd keeps booing the threesome.
Wisecrack throws his head dress down and yells: Oh, nevermind! You people are dead to me! No…really..
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Suddenly, Darren Pesinger and Jack Ripper step out to the delight of the crowd (or at least half of it)!
Kareem Ali: Well, here comes the gay cowboy and the construction worker!
Martin Mays corrects him: That was GAY construction worker!
Kareem Ali: Whatever…
Darren is starring a hole through the lunatics as he walks straight for the ring. Jack is still on stage waving to the crowd, but suddenly runs to catch up.
Kareem Ali: Why are either of these tag teams here? Both are connected to the PWA and totally disrespect the art of tag team competition!
Martin Mays: WHAT? Darren and Jack are technically sound wrestlers and have shown no disrespect to Phoenix or the ACW!
Kareem Ali: What yourself! Darren Pesinger has done nothing but play a PWA stooge since he got here!
Martin Mays: Ok, maybe Darren. But there’s still hope, right?
The Lunatics clear the ring as Rippercussion slides in. They are still getting a mixed reaction when suddenly.
A good portion of the croud chants: YOU ARE smurfs! (Clap! Clap! Clap-Clap-Clap!)
Jack Ripper: Hey, guys. Before we start, there's something I'd like to say. We realize we got off on the wrong foot with you guys. But as you can see, we don't take ourselves too seriously either; and we hope that, with our performance here tonight, we can change your minds and prove ourselves to you. Thank you.
Someone throws a cup at Jack and Darren is seen flipping some of the fans off, Stone Cold style!
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As
IN THE GHETTO by the King, Elvis Presley, plays on, everyone’s favorite cherry red ’57 Chevy enters the Community Center! The crowd erupts as we see a hot chick in a poodle skirt and sweater driving and Steven Mercy and Tracy Indiana sitting on the back of the open convertible!
After making the big entrance, Mercy and Indiana go directly to the ring with determined looks on their faces. They head straight for the Lunatics! Wisecrack jumps over the barricade to get away as Mercy hammers El Loko and Indiana spears Maddog into the front of the commentator’s table!
The referee call for the bell.
Martin Mays: What? No introductions?
Kareem Ali: No Ashley Sparxxx!!?
As Mercy and Indiana wail mercilessly on the Lunatics, Jack and Darren nod to each other in the ring. They, simultaneously ricochet off the opposite rope and launch into a double suicide dive nailing Mercy and Indiana!!
The Crowd: Holy Shit! Holy Shit!
Martin Mays: Holy shit indeed! That was amazing and almost in perfect rhythm.
Kareem Ali: I bet it’s not the only thing they do in perfect rhythm!
Martin Mays: Oh, will you please!
As Darren pulls himself up, Wisecrack pops up from behind the barricade with a steel chair and nails the cowboy in the head!
Martin Mays: Oh, come on ref!
The referee runs over and ejects the manager! The crowd explodes as the cracked clown protests. But a couple of security guards help persuade him up the ramp. His boys haven’t gotten up yet. Jack turns to get double teamed by Mercy and Indiana in an assisted neckbreaker to the mat!!
The referee wants somebody actually IN the ring. Indiana goes to a corner as Steven Mercy rolls into the ring. Maddog and El Loko try to enter the ring together, but referee (who seems to be speaking to them in Spanish) tries to get them to understand.
Kareem Ali: Genius! A referee in this match that speaks Spanish! Bridging the language barrier!
El Loko gets in and is met by Mercy who hits him with an elbow to the head! Darren helps Jack up and, then, slides in the ring. Mercy turns and he and Darren begin throwing fists! Finally, Steven grabs Pesinger and suplex’s him hard to the mat. Mercy then puts a boot to El Loko! Steven stops and throws his hands out and the crowd erupts in approval! Mercy goes to pick up Loko, but gets raked in the eyes! The one Lunatic tags in the other! Maddog mounts the corner turnbuckle as El Loko grabs Steven Mercy and lifts him into the military press slam and is followed by his brother hitting the diving elbow!!
Maddog goes for the pin as the crowd boos.
ONE!
TWO!
Darren Pesigner breaks it up, rolls Maddog out of the ring and tags Jack, his partner. They meet in the center in the ring and clasp hands.
Martin Mays: Oh, boy! Looks like OPPOSITES ATTRACT!!
Kareem Ali: You been following these guys?
Martin Mays: Only Facebook, Twitter and ACW.com…aren’t you?
Sure enough they swing each other and drop with a double elbow on Mercy! Pesinger gets out of the ring as Jack Ripper goes for the win!
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
Martin Mays: Oh, my GOD!! That was awesome!
Kareem Ali: What is your middle name? MARK?
Suddenly, El Loko runs in and tries to roll up Ripper!
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
Martin Mays: El Loko’s not supposed to be in, Maddog is!!
Kareem Ali: That is Maddog!
Martin Mays: Is not!
Kareem Ali: How in the hell can you tell?
Mercy gets up long enough to tag Tracy Indiana in. El Loko is up, but Indiana grabs him and drops him with a Russian leg sweep! As Indiana gets up, Ripper surprises him with a springboard missle dropkick!! Jack gets the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THR…Loko barely pulls Ripper off.
El Loko drags himself toward the corner where his brother, Maddog, waits for a tag. Indiana stalks him and looks over at Ripper on the mat. Suddenly, he runs and grabs the Hispanic superstar and drops him in a belly-to-back suplex! He, then, tags Mercy in and boots Ripper in the side of the head. He grabs Jack and flips him into position, while Mercy climbs the top turnbuckle sizing things up for the DEATH SENTENCE!!
Kareem Ali: THIS IS OVER!!
Jack, suddenly, comes alive and punches Indiana just as Mercy launches! Ripper pulls Indiana down so that Steven Mercy nails his partner in the back of the head with the leg drop!! The crowd erupts in astonishment! Jack tags Darren Pesinger in as El Loko looks like he’s getting to the tag. Darren runs and catches Loko with the rough rider and actually rides the Lunatic around the ring! Pesinger leans back and Jack hits him with a super kick!! Darren turns and drops to his knees to meet Mercy with a bearhug submission from behind. Mercy forces Darren to his feet; trying to desperately escape! Indiana is up and goes to break it up. Jack runs in and connects with a JACK ATTACK(running flying superkick)!
Mercy still struggles against the cowboy’s expert submission. The more he muscles Pesinger around the ring, the more trouble he seems to be in and the more energy that escapes from the tag teamer’s body! Maddog runs in, but Jack’s back up!! Ripper connects with a strong clothesline; dropping the Lunatic to the mat! The cameras cut to the entrance way where Wisecrack is running down with a chair!
Mercy is losing ground and the referee lifts his hand once! It drops!
Jack backs up and gets a running start to launch into a suicide body block, nailing the cracked clown and both drop hard to the floor!
The referee lifts Mercy’s hand up again…It drops a second time!
Kareem Ali: I can’t believe this is happening! How can those two queers beat Mercy and Indiana?
Martin Mays: Number one, Queer isn’t appropriate. Number two, Rippercussions is for real! And number three…
The referee lifts Mercy’s hand one last time and lets it go…it drops to the mat!!! The referee calls for the bell!!
DING! DING! DING!
Ashley Sparxxx: Your winners; Jack Ripper and Darren Pesinger; RIPPERCUSSION!!!!
Maddog and El Loko carry Wisecrack out of the arena as Mercy and Indiana are on the outside of the ring with astonished looks on their faces!
Martin Mays: I can’t believe they actually lost! Good match, but they lost!!
Kareem Ali: Oh, this isn’t over by a long shot!!
There are a few YOU ARE smurfs chants going on, but the crowd over all gives the winners a decent pop.
Kareem Ali: These guys are PWA! Well, one of them at least! Why are they cheering them!!??
Martin Mays: A clean, beautiful victory, Kareem! Damn good match! Nobody has anything to be ashamed of!
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The screen cuts into black, followed by brief flickering of static, as if someone had messed up the reception on the television. Soon enough, it flares out into black yet again when we hear an unknown voice.
I've been watching..
I've been paying attention..
And I have to admit.. I'm not impressed.
The static begins once again, only for a few seconds until the screen goes to black once again.
ACW needs someone they can count on.
They need someone who's more then just a wrestler..
They need someone who will save ACW from their ultimate doom.
Suddenly, an image begins quickly flashing on the jumbo tron.
They need...
Brandon Banks.
The static begins playing up again, until a mysterious video begins to play.
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Brandon Banks is coming too Alternative Championship Wrestling..
... and shit is about to get really real.
SYN vs Drew Alexander vs Christopher Flair©
The bell rings three times alerting the crowd that the main event is about to start.
Ashley Sparxxx: Ladies and Gentlemen, it is now time for your MAIN EVENT for the ACW Heavyweight Championship!
The crowd gives a huge pop!
Martin Mays: Well, the fans have been given quite a show tonight!
Kareem Ali: And it is NOT over, people! This triple threat championship match is bound to be a real test of the gold!
Suddenly, the sound of cash registers chime throughout the arena and there is a moderate pop from the crowd. Dollar signs in gold flash on every wall as John McHenry walks slowly out to the stage wearing the traditional referee’s outfit with the arms ripped off. He steps out to the top of the ramp and lifts his bottle high as if toasting the crowd.
Martin Mays: Oh, no. I knew him losing would be trouble. The man does what he wants only all the time. What was Phoenix thinking?
Kareem Ali: Oh, come on, Mays! The guy is having a little drink. He just lost ANOTHER important championship match earlier. Really, I think he was shafted to be honest!
Martin Mays: What? No way, that was a clean pin!
We see McHenry walk uneasily down the ramp as the fans turn on him a little. He starts yelling back at one of the fans; throwing his alcohol on the fan!
Martin Mays: Now, that’s uncalled for!
Kareem Ali: That fan was asking for that!
McHenry FINALLY makes it to the ring and almost falls over the ropes. He catches himself and offers Sparxxx some of his drink. After she refuses, he slaps her on the butt and takes a swig.
Martin Mays: This has got to stop. He has no right handling the ring announcer like that!
Kareem Ali can be heard laughing: At least, it wasn’t Justin Roberts! HA!
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Suddenly, HERO by Skillet plays and the crowd gives a decent pop. McHenry turns to the entrance with a disturbed look on his face. But, nonetheless, Alexander steps out and takes his place on the stage as the pyro goes off. Instantly, Drew gives the crowd the X symbol and the crowd gives a good reaction.
Ashley Sparxxx: Entering the arena is the first contender for the ACW Heavyweight Championship, hailing from Melbourne, Australia and weighing in at 225lbs, he is THE EXPERIENCE, DREW ALEXANDER!!!
Drew makes his way down with a look of determination on his face. He slides in the ring, ignoring Referee John McHenry, and sits in the middle of the ring. McHenry looks pretty unhappy with that slight.
Kareem Ali: Not a good idea to dis the referee! Not good at all.
Martin Mays: Not that we expect anything less from the EXPERIENCE. He has shown no one any respect since showing up here!
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DUALITY by Slipknot plays, smoke fills the stage and the lights dim.
Martin Mays: Ok, here we go!! The Bizarre one has arrived!
Ashley Sparxxx: And the second contender in this triple threat match; from parts unknown and weighing in at 216 lbs, SYN!!
Creeping out of the smoke is SYN in his usual strange makeup.
Kareem Ali: Well, the freaky color of the night must be green! I swear, you never know what you’re gonna get from SYN.
SYN methodically moves down to the ring and slides in. Finding Drew Alexander seated in the middle of the ring, the strange one just stands over his opponent.
Martin Mays: Uh, oh! Looks like somebody got SYN’s seat!
SYN looks like he’s about to attack an uncaring Alexander…
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Kareem Ali: Oh, yes! The SON OF GOD himself is about to enter the arena!
Ashley Sparxxx: And, finally, the ACW Heavyweight Champion, hailing from Charlotte, North Carolina; the center of FLAIR COUNTRTY, and weighing in at 262 lbs, CHRISTOPHER FLAIR!!!!!
The crowd begins to boo heavily as Flair walks out in an elaborate gold robe with his full name on the back. After showing off the name on the back, Flair turns and makes his way down the ramp slowly; relishing every step. Finally, he ascends the ring steps and steps into the ring. After Ashley helps him with his robe, he says something to her and hands her a key.
Martin Mays: Well, this just doesn’t seem to be Ashley’s night for respect.
Kareem Ali: I don’t know. By the looks of that key, it may just be her lucky night!
Ashley can be seen giving Flair a horrified look and slapping the spit out of him. Dropping the key, she gets out of the ring. Flair runs over to the ropes and begins to rerate her. Without hesitation, SYN grabs Christopher and flips him out of the ring on his head. The bell rings and Drew Alexander comes alive! Before SYN can turn, Drew clotheslines the other contender out of the ring; sending him hard to the floor!
Martin Mays: Just getting started and it’s already getting heated. Flair went down hard and SYN just dropped down right on top of the champion!
Flair grabs his leg as Alexander climbs the turnbuckle. With both Flair and SYN on their feet, Drew launches into a somersault Senton; nailing both of his competitors! The crowd erupts!
Kareem Ali: Oh, MY GOD!! Is he crazy? Doing something like that to the outside?
Martin Mays: Well, he has been a bit unbalanced lately.
Drew’s up first and pulls up Flair and slams his head into the corner turnbuckle!
Kareem Ali: Hey, no fair. Flair is still limping on the right leg!
Martin Mays: Anything goes in this match. Although, I see the referee doing the ten count. Apparently, the count out is still in effect here tonight.
SYN catches Alexander from behind and gives him a snap suplex to the hard floor!
Crowd: OOOOOOOO!
All three men are down on the mat as McHenry reaches seven on his count.
Martin Mays: You know, I think maybe McHenry doesn’t have a clue what he’s doing out there. That’s why he’s counting them out in a triple threat!
Kareem Ali: There you go bad mouthing John again. I keep tellin’ you, lay off!
SYN is up and gets in the ring first. Alexander picks up Flair and rolls him into the ring as Christopher cries out and grabs his ankle.
Kareem Ali: I think Flair’s really hurt!
Without hesitation, SYN locks Flairs injured foot up and flips back into the MUTA LOCK!
McHenry is there with the count!
ONE!
TWO!
Drew breaks it up with a shot to the back of SYN’s head!
Martin Mays: That was a close one people!
Alexander goes right to work on the champion; sizing him up and hitting him with a springboard Asai Moonsault that wows the crowd. He rolls up for the pin! McHenry is looking after SYN who pushes him off. Drew begins to yell at the special guest referee. John drops for the pin (FINALLY).
ONE!
TWO!
SYN jumps in for the save at the last minute!
Kareem Ali: Nice timing! Man, this triple threat rules match is going to make it hard to score a clean win!
Martin Mays: It definitely tests the metal of a man!
SYN and Alexander lock up in the middle of the ring while Flair drags himself to the corner. The two contenders struggle with everything they’ve got. Finally, Alexander muscles SYN hard into the corner. He follows up with a running splash that finds the corner empty as SYN drops out of the way. Drew hits the corner hard. SYN jumps to the center rope and hits Alexander with a springboard crossbody as he turns out of the corner! SYN tries to cover him, but is powered off quickly. Flair is up in the corner favoring that right foot. As SYN stands up, we can see Flair setting up the SUPERKICK!
Martin Mays: Uh, oh! Looks like the Champ is looking for an easy win!
But, as Flair goes to kick with his hurt right foot, SYN catches it and spins the champ; catching him in an amazing INSANITIES EDGE (leaping inverted STO)! Dropping Flair hard, SYN goes for another pin! But as he waits for the count, it never comes. The camera catches a shot of John McHenry calling for his bottle from one of the ringside crew.
Martin Mays: Oh, for GOD’S sake! Get in there and officiate!!
SYN holds the champ down as the crowd counts!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
FIVE!
Finally, SYN jumps up and spins McHenry around and the two begin to shout at each other. Flair, in the meantime, has slide out of the ring and picked his belt up from the commentator’s table.
Martin Mays: Where does he think he’s going?
Alexander leans over the top rope and begins to berate the champion. Before Drew knows what hit him, Flair nails him with the belt! McHenry didn’t see that, but he sees Flair walking out on the match up the ramp. He begins the ten count.
Martin Mays: There he goes with a count out! There are no count outs in Triple Threats!
Kareem Ali: Ha! There is if McHenry says so! He’s the referee! Well, it looks like Big John is gonna help Flair retain his title after all!
Martin Mays: Oh, no…not this way.
McHenry reaches six as Flair laughs. SYN turns and sees Alexander down. He goes for the pin. BUT McHenry is too busy counting out Flair to notice another obvious three count! Flair reaches the stage and pats his secure ACW Championship belt with a smartass smile on his face. What he doesn’t see is Zack Bronko stepping out onto stage behind him.
Kareem Ali: What in the hell is he doing here?
Martin Mays: I don’t know, but Flair is about to find out.
Flair bumps into Bronko and looks around in horror. McHenry has gotten to eight, but has apparently forgotten what comes next! On the stage, Zack Bronko grabs Flair and drags him to the ring!
Kareem Ali: He has no business being here and interfering the count out!!
As McHenry remembers and starts counting with NINE, Bronko throws Flair back into the ring as SYN is up in McHenry’s face again. After a while, John gets tired of it and goes off on SYN with a hard right hand. He follows up with a
BANKRUPT to the challenger. Then, as Alexander gets up, he drops him with a
BANKRUPT too. Zack Bronko just laughs. Christopher Flair is up and laughing himself. Suddenly, McHenry turns with a drunken sneer on his face. Without any remorse he drops Flair with yet another B
ANKRUPT!
The crowd is going nuts as all the participants are laid out in the ring.
Martin Mays: What a three ring circus! All we need now is the clown!
Kareem Ali: I can see if Zasalamel is available!
Martin Mays: No thanks!
Suddenly, the crowd gets loud as we see the Owner of ACW, Phoenix step out onto the stage area with a referee’s out fit on; only her top is a bikini top and tight as well as the pants.
Kareem Ali: Oh, now somebody is gonna get their ass chewed!!
Phoenix makes her way to the ring with a look of angry discontent. She comes up beside Zack Bronko and stops.
Martin Mays: Phoenix! Look out!
Kareem Ali is laughing again: Do you not realize who you’re talking about? That’s Phoenix out there! She ain’t afraid of shit!!!
Phoenix just steps up the big man has a few off camera words with him.
Martin Mays: I wish we could get a mic in on that conversation!
Kareem Ali: Why don’t you go take a microphone over there?
Martin Mays: Oh, NO WAY!
After finishing their little chat, security comes down behind her. She finally gets within earshot of one of the cameras.
Phoenix points at McHenry: Get your ass out of my ring, ya drunk! You’re done here!
The crowd goes crazy as McHenry protests and refuses to get out of the ring. Surprising him from behind, SYN and Alexander double team him and flip him out of the ring and down to the floor. The crowd is eating this up as we get the biggest pop of the night!
Phoenix gives security orders; Take him to the back and lock him in my office! I’ll deal with him later!
She turns to the ring as she ascends the steps.
Phoenix points to the time keeper: Ok, let’s get this Championship match going!
The crowd grows to a near deafening match as the bell rings three times and SYN and Alexander begin to mix it up in the ring. Flair is back in the corner trying to pull himself up.
Martin Mays: Well, it’s about time! Now, we have a real match!!
Bronko is still standing outside the ring as Security forces McHenry out of the arena. Phoenix keep one eye on the match and the other on Bronko. SYN drops Drew down in a headlock and turns it into a running bulldog!! Flair jumps out and knocks SYN into the turnbuckle. He begins to try and force SYN over the top of the ropes! The bizarre one flips over the ropes and lands on his feet. But Flair didn’t notice, because he’s turned to grab Drew’s legs for the figure four. SYN jumps to the top rope and vaults into an amazing TWISTED THRILLS (corkscrew shooting star press) that catches Flair as he turns into it. SYN drops for the pin.
Phoenix drops immediately:
ONE!
TWO!
Alexander pulls SYN off the pin!
The crowd is at a fever pitch as Drew jumps on SYN with an elbow to the side! He pulls up his opponent into an overhead belly to belly suplex! SYN hits the mat hard, as Alexander goes for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
TH….SYN kicks out!
Drew argues with Phoenix for about a second and realizes there’s no intimidating her. By the time he turns, Flair is up and tries to catch him with a clothesline, but Alexander ducks under and catches Flair on the rebound! Drew flips the champ into a perfect suplex stunner! But SYN is up again! He rushes in with a wheel kick and follows up with the KILLING JOKE! The crowd gets crazy as he drops for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
TH…Kickout!
SYN can’t believe it! Without thinking, he hits Flair with a standing moonsault into a pin!
ONE!
TWO!
THR….Drew breaks it up!
SYN tries to jump up, but is caught in a sidewalk slam from Alexander! Before Drew can cover, Flair hits him with a timely lowblow!
Martin Mays: Oh, no! That was uncalled for! What a dirty shot!
Kareem Ali: Yeah, and he learned it from the dirtiest player in the game!!
Phoenix gives the champ a warning as he stalks Alexander! Flair grabs Drew’s feet and wraps him up for the Figure Four!
Kareem Ali: Daddy would be so proud!!
Phoenix gets in position to ask Drew if he wants to tap. The Alexander shakes his head violently. SYN has gotten up and scaled the turnbuckle. He smiles hungrily as the crowd comes alive. He, then, jumps into FALLING INTO CHAOS (Swanton); nailing Flair in the midsection! All three men are in the ring suffering from the pain of various moves. The crowd is at a fever pitch and Phoenix begins counting the men down.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
END OF MATCH
As Christopher Flair is rolled out of the ring, he realizes that he has lost the title. He still favors the right leg as he supports himself on the apron. As ??????? celebrates in the ring, Zack Bronko walks over behind Flair. As the ex-champion turns to react, the larger Bronko hits him with a hard right to the jaw! He, then, grabs Flair’s head and bashes it into the turnbuckle! Phoenix notices and runs to yell at the intruder. Bronko quickly picks Flair up and swings him in a ZACKBREAKER(Tiltawhirl Backbreaker) slamming him hard to the floor!
Martin Mays: Now, that is just too much! That floor isn’t very well padded! You could definitely break a man’s back doing that!
Kareem Ali: Well, Mays, that’s why they call it a back breaker!
Suddenly, the Hispanic Horrors, El Loko and Maddog rush the ring from the audience and catch the champ and his fallen opponent by surprise. El Loko takes SYN down with a devastating clothesline and Maddog spears Alexander! As Phoenix turns to help her top talent, she is met by an invading Billy Young who tells her she needs to stay out of it.
Kareem Ali: Who is he kidding?
Martin Mays: Obviously, he doesn’t know our owner very well!
Suddenly, she connects with a hard kick to the side and follows up with bulldog to the middle of the ring! Quickly, the bigger Billy Young shoves her off. Wisecrack slides a chair in the ring and Maddog grabs it fast! He quickly connects to the head of the ACW owner. He looks like he didn’t meant too. But shrugs his shoulders and turns into a stunner by Alexander! The crowd is going nuts. Billy Young and Phoenix are mixing it up in the middle of the ring; throwing lefts and rights and bringing blood!
Bronko powerslams Flair for the like the third time!
Martin Mays: Christopher Flair is out cold! Somebody get in there and stop this!
Kareem Ali: Oh, come on! It’s just getting interesting!
As if on cue, Darren Pesinger comes out making a bee line to the ring. But, before he can get halfway down, Jack Ripper comes out and grabs his arm! The crowd is actually booing him for stopping his partner! They begin to argue. Then, like lightening from the back comes RAIDEN BLAZE!!!
Martin Mays: It’s RAIDEN!! He’s come to help!!
The tag team known as Rippercussion gets double clothes lined from the new sensation, Raiden Blaze. They both hit the steel hard. Blaze wasn’t totally watching where he was running apparently, because he ran right into a Bronko Big Boot!
Kareem Ali: Aw! That’s gonna leave a boot print on his face for weeks!!
Raiden hit the ramp pretty hard. The side of his face is opened up a bit. Bronko adds insult to injury by stomping the newbies face a couple of times. Bronko leaves him and walks down to toward the ring again. Phoenix has just DDTed Billy Young to the mat! El Loko has SYN hanging out of the ring while Wisecrack chokes him with microphone cord! Maddog just reversed an Irish Whip; sending Drew hard into the corner. This set him up for an old fashioned El Loko Splash!!
Bronko is nearing the ring, but Raiden Blaze is up!
Martin Mays: Go get him, Raiden!!
The noise of the crowd makes Zack Bronko turn right into a rushing enzuigiri!! The big guy falls against the barricade as Raiden hits him hard with the strikes and Kicks! Rippercussions seems to be down, but another blur runs from the back! He’s a midsized older gentleman wearing a nice suit with a bowler hat!
Kareem Ali: What in the HELL?!??
This cruiser weight is carrying a cane which he doesn’t hesitate to use it on Raiden Blaze!! Quickly, Blaze grabs the cane and breaks it over the new comers head! Bronko gives Raiden a shoulder block from behind that sends him hard into and over the barricade! SYN is out on the outside of the ring. Wisecrack is writing PWA across his forehead with facepaint. He, then, draws a smile and LWO over his lips! Maddog and El Loko are making headway in the ring against Drew Alexander. He was doing quite well, but the double team is just too much. Young has finally gotten some good shots on the owner of ACW; dropping her in a piledriver!
Martin Mays: This is just heinous! Why are they doing this? What right do they have?
Kareem Ali: Might makes right, my friend!
Suddenly…
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The music plays as the older gentleman, cruiserweight finds a microphone and walks to the top of the ramp.
As Queen's classic pomp-rocker plays over the speakers, he steps out onto the platform, to a wary silence from the crowd. The new arrival is small and lean of frame, yet his ramrod-straight pose and impeccable dress code - classic, chequered tweed sports jacket in a greenish shade of yellow, cream shirt, dark-green bowler hat, matching patterned tie, casual corduroy slacks and golfing shoes - command a certain respect. Likewise, despite the speckles of grey in his light brown hair and the lines creasing his face, the newcome retains a certain glint in his eye which, when coupled with his charmingly boyish smile, makes him look somewhat younger than his years. As he stands atop the platform, smiling up at the stands, he brings the microphone in his hand to his lips and begins to talk:
Man: Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. I would thank you for the warm welcome, but alas, I did not get one.
The crowd begin to boo, but the gentleman quickly soothes them:
Man: Oh, do not misunderstand me. This is no fault of your own! On the contrary, while your lack of reaction may have vexed men less courteous than myself, I find it entirely natural, and even understandable! After all, you scarcely know me at all!
Here, the fans quiet down a bit, reverting back to a hushed silence. Without losing his smile, the small man continues:
Man: Therefore, before we proceed any further, allow me to introduce myself. I am Lord Peter Vycious, esquire, formerly of the PWA.
Here, the boos restart, with some fans immediately starting chants of "ACW! ACW!" For the first time, the smile on the man's lips strains, but to his credit, he does not lose composure:
Lord Vycious: Ladies...gentlemen...please...if I could have your cooperation for a moment...I shall take but a minute of your time...
The crowd eventually give the gentleman some space to talk, even if the silence is still peppered with jeers. Understanding that he will get no better from this audience, Lord Vycious takes what he can get, and continues:
Lord Vycious: Thank you. Now, as I was in the process of stating, my presence here tonight does not concern any matter having to do with me. Rather, I stand before you this evening for the purpose of introducing a dear friend of mine, someone who has dedicated her life to the betterment of the professional duelling business, someone who you will undoubtedly grow to love and admire in weeks to come. Ladies and gentlemen....Lady Claressa King.
After that fine introduction, a beautiful brunette steps out onto stage to a chorus of boos. The fans are ranting, chanting and throwing things. Most of the ACW guys are down for the count.
Claressa King: If you don’t mind, I have something to say.
That sets off the crowd as they start chanting: ACW! ACW! ACW!
Here, Lord Vycious tries to intercede in favour of his friend, his composure cracking for the first time as his face grows red with indignation:
Lord Vycious: Cease this foolishness at once, you cads, you knaves! You WILL show respect in the presence of a Lady! You WILL...
Claressa, however, places a soothing hand on his arm, making him relent somewhat:
Claressa King: Peter...dear...it's all right...
Then, as the Lord slowly tries to steady his breath, she once again addresses the crowd.
Claressa smiles smugly: Yes, you chant that while you still can! Because, I didn’t come here to play games. I didn’t come here to manage wrestlers. I didn’t come here to take orders. I’ve been to the top of the business with the PWA. And, if it wasn’t for Eric Bischoff, I’d still be there. But THAT’S old news. The NEW news is that the superstars you see before you and many more to come are the future of the business. We don’t intend on waiting. We don’t intend on taking a back seat to anybody.
The beautiful Ms. King pauses as the camera catches Bronko carrying Phoenix from the ring.
Claressa: You see, I’ve heard a lot of unrest her in the ACW. The talent is talking in the back about getting short changed and screwed by the management. What I promise is the PWA!
The crowd erupts into a deafening sea of boos.
Claressa: Don’t judge us too harshly, people. With the PWA comes bigger shows, television attention and, of course, fatter pay checks! We can pull in better talent and equipment. Hell, we can build a decent arena for us to entertain the world!
Zack Bronko stops on the top of the ramp with Phoenix over her shoulder. The ACW owner can barely look up.
Claressa: First order of business; Phoenix darling. Your services will no longer be needed. I can handle this from here.
Suddenly, from out of the crowd, Jacqui M jumps the barricade and helps Raiden up! She runs and gives Bronko a mule kick to the crotch. While Raiden Blaze runs past the giant and spears Lord Peter Vycious to the side. The crowd is going crazy as Phoenix comes to life!! She grabs the head of the groaning Bronko and drops him to the steel ramp with massive DDT!! As the ACW owner gets to her feet, looking like a bloody mess, she stares a hole through Claressa King! The prim and proper Ms. King realizes what’s about to happen and her eyes get wide! As Claressa runs for it, Phoenix takes off after her. But Vycious gets a hold of the feisty owner and general manager! She kicks him loose and runs to the back! The cameras catch Raiden Blaze and Lord Peter Vycious fighting it out on the side of the stage area. They also show Jacqui trying to put a crossface crippler on Bronko when he powers out! He throws her off as Billy Young slides out of the ring in a lot of pain. Suddenly Drew Alexander hits him with a steel chair! The Experience gets double teamed again as El Loko and Maddog beat him down (after much effort). Wisecrack is cheering them on when suddenly SYN stands up behind him. A goofy, overreacting look of shock comes over the cracked clown. He turns and gets dropped by the INSANITIES EDGE!!
Martin Mays: We’re trying to get cameras back stage. People there’s just too much action going on at once!! We can’t keep up!
Kareem Ali: And I’m getting the message that we’re out of Internet PPV time too! So before the feed cuts out, we will see you at the next Adrenaline!!!
Martin Mays: We can’t cut out yet! We don’t know what happened to Phoenix!! This is INSANITY!!!!
One last symbol pops on the screen…
Martin Mays: What in the hell? What was tha….
END TRANSMITTION
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