acw-written-matches

10-17-10

Sun, 03 Jun 2012 20:47:40 +0100

HL: “Our next match tonight on Shockwave is a women's tag team match set for one fall!”

RJ: “One that may get ugly in a hurry. Brianna is not pleased about having to team with Kaylyn Vaude!”

MS: “So she's jealous of the Perfect Ten...so what? Despite her little display earlier, I don't think she has the guts to do what she's acting like she's capable of doing.”

RJ: “Gotta see it to believe it, huh?”

MS: “First of all, Sophie and Dahlia are things of beauty in that ring. Secondly, you're damn right I'm not holding by breath on Brianna coming through. Cause if I did, I might jinx the cat-fight I hope is coming!”

MS: “Intelligently, boorishly predictable. You've definitely skipped a few levels.”

HL: “Introducing first...”

::Escape the Fate's “Issues” comes over the PA the tron going black as the stage went dark and the purple glow of black lights came up. The curtain shifts and then Dahlia is there, though before she steps out fully exposed the lights come up and you can see Carnage behind her. They move out to the stage, Carnage behind Dahlia as three bright white spurts of flame come up, one on the left of the stage, one on the right, and then one dead center at the top of the ramp. As this happens T.S., Sophie comes out and stands next to Dahlia, raising up her arms high.::

HL: “...led to the ring by Carnage and wrestling tonight at a combined weight of 280 pounds...the team of Sophie Hendrics and Dahlia...SHATTERED DOLLS!”

“This is the death of me.

I feel it constantly

just like an enemy

that wants to see me bleed

so I try to be silent while my words they explode like hand grenades

I just gotta stay calm, before I let this time bomb blow up in my face.

These issues pin me to the floor

these issues are my overlord

I feel so dominated

These issues, they choke my like a noose

issues, they choke me like a noose

issues, they choke me like a noose”

RJ: “These two had an impressive match against Perfect Storm two weeks prior and that's to their credit. But what about Dahlia's shot on Hyena last week and earlier tonight? That could come back and bite them.”

MS: “That's why Carnage is at ringside actually making himself useful since he's not doing that in the ring lately.”

::Carnage holds out his arm, pointing towards the stage and he escorts Dahlia and Sophie down the ramp while Dahlia almost skips to get to the ring. Her dark hair goes every-which way, her green eyes staring and wild, as if she can't really see what's in front of her until she gets to the ring. Carnage lifts her up at the hips, setting her on the apron as she does a full splits, a fast grin coming to her blackened lips. Sophie has a sexy walk as she moves down the ramp, slapping outstretched hands of the fans there to support her and her partner. Carnage climbs up the steps and motions for Dahlia to enter the ring, she rolls to end up on her belly before she rises up in the center of the ring. Sophie runs to the ring, when she comes to the apron she does a seductive dance in a circle, lifting her arms again to show off her feminine curves.::

“The Hounds of Hell, they cry

that's how they get to me

inject my head with lies, the pains astonishing

like a brick or a stone, slowly crushing my bones, sending me to my grave

And if such a fate, this life that I've made, I'm going insane

These issues pin me to the floor

these issues are my overlord

I feel so dominated

these issues, they choke my like a noose

issues, they choke me like a noose

issues, they choke me like a noose”

RJ: “Real cute, Mitchell. I don't think even he wants to get in the way if Hyena comes barreling down here.”

MS: “Yeah, right. Hyena's in the back putting some ice on his head and frothing over how he got dropped by a girl. And later tonight, he'll get dropped by a Dragon. Now clam up and let me watch these two lovelies wrestle.”

::Sophie does a semi-swan dive move under the bottom rope and crawls on her hands and knees a few paces before she jumps to her feet, runs up the nearest corner post and climbs up, raising her arms to get the crowd going. Levi will have joined them on the outside of the ring as Carnage whispers to Dahlia, her eyes wide but nodding gravely to show him she heard him. Dahlia moves to the corner Sophie has chosen and dances to the beat of the music as it ends on the PA.::

“These issues pin me to the floor

these issues are my overlord

I feel so dominated

these issues, they choke my like a noose

issues, they choke me like a noose

issues, they choke me like a noose...”

HL: “And now, introducing their opponents...”

::The arena goes black, and purple lighting seems to be coming from every direction flashing around as the instrumental to Stone Sour's 'Made of Scars' begins to play over the Arena's PA system. ::

“This one came from looking

This one opened twice

These two seem as smooth as silk, flush against my eyes

This one needed stitches and

This one came from rings

This one isn't even there, but I feel it more because you don't care"

::As the first lyrics burst through the lights all come to face center stage where a platform raises from under the floor and Kaylyn Vaude is standing on it. Once the platform is done raising to stage level the lights go haywire again flashing every which direction. The ovation is one of cheers for the star who once more was with ACW.::

HL: “...first, led to the ring by Chris Vaude from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania and weighing in at 120 pounds...the Perfect Ten...KAYLYN VAUDE!”

“Yeah, cut right into me

Yeah, cause I am Made of Scars

Yes I am made of scars."

MS: “Always a pleasure to see Kaylyn in the house...”

RJ: “Maybe for you. Many haven't forgiven her for taking part in the act that took Aurora Matthews out of ACW.”

MS: “Fair enough but that doesn't make her any less hot.”

::As she moves down the ramp way Chris Vaude comes out from behind the curtain and his longer strides have him caught up with her in no time as she stopped half way down the ramp.::

"This one had it coming

This one found a vein

This one was an accident, but never gave me pain

This one was my fathers and

This one you can't see

This one had me scared to death,

But I guess I should be glad I'm not dead!"

::A smile on her face showed how glad it was to be back once more and she lifted her hand waving to the fans in the arena. Taking a deep breath she turned and gave her husband a wink before he placed a kiss on her forehead and she then dashed down the rest of the ramp way and jumped onto the apron.::

RJ: “Think she knows what her partner thinks of this match?”

MS: “Think she cares?”

RJ: “Touche.”

“And I will find a way

Everything you are I will betray

Oooh, I swear that I will find a way

Everything you are's inside me"

::Turning to face the stage she hooked her arms over the top rope before smirking as she flipped back and came to stand in the ring. That smile grew once more as she listened to the ovation in the stands as she returned.::

“Yeah, cut right into me

Yeah, cause I am made of scars

Yes, I am made of scars

That's what I'm made of!"

::As the last lyrics of the song played out, and the lighting returned to its norm, Kaylyn focuses and awaits the match to start.::

HL: “And introducing her partner...”

HL: “...fighting out of Charleston, South Carolina...”

::That alone draws a few more cheers out of the crowd though some seem pretty reserved based on her words and actions earlier in the night...::

HL: “...and weighing in at 121 pounds...the Golden Angel...BRIANNA D'ANGELO!”

::Eagerly slapping hands with the fans reaching out for such attention, especially children, there is a bright smile ever-present on her face. When she reaches the ring, she darts up the stairs and steps in between the ropes, raising her arms into the air again as she walks to the middle of the ring.::

RJ: “Maybe she's just seeing how harsh the business can be. That's stuff you can't learn getting pounded in a training ring.”

MS: “Maybe she can make a call to her big sister to bail her out, then. Honestly, she sounds like a spoiled child.”

::Walking over to the ring ropes, she steps up on the bottom and middle strands, flashing another pretty smile for the crowd before going to her corner to await the start of the match.::

*DING!* *DING!* *DING!*

RJ: “...and there seems to be a divergence of opinion as to who's going to start this match for the side of Vaude and D'Angelo.”

MS: “Not in Brianna's mind. She stepped right out onto the apron and told Vaude to get her butt in there! Smart girl!”

::Flashing her partner a half-arrogant, half-disgusted look, Vaude turns around and is nearly knocked out of her boots by a charging Sophie who nails her with a running dropkick and quickly goes for a cover. Kaylyn throws her shoulder up just before two and finds herself pulled up by the hair before taking a hard pair of chops across her chest. She responds with a thumb to the eye before snatching the Tortured Soul by the hair and throwing her into the ropes. Sophie rebounds off the tightly-wrapped cables...and right into a stiff forearm. Spun around and draped over the top rope, Kaylyn blatantly chokes her opponent until referee Steven Hobbes reaches a four-count.::

RJ: “Typical Kaylyn...”

MS: “Typical yet effective. Chris obviously loves it but Carnage is having a fit!”

RJ: “Scoop slam by Vaude before she steps out onto the apron...and now a slingshot leg drop across Sophie's chest! Pin attempt by Kaylyn!”

“One...two...”

::Hendrics gets the shoulder up and Kaylyn locks on a tight chinlock, keeping her down for a few more seconds before the Tortured Soul elbows her way out of the hold. Vaude snatches her by the hair but Sophie yanks free and surprises the former World Women's Champion with a savate kick before tagging in Dahlia.

Gothic Hot charges immediately, driving Vaude into a neutral corner with a shoulder and firing repeated short-range shoulder thrusts off until she's knocked most of the wind out of the Perfect Ten. Laying another hard chop across Kaylyn's chest, Dahlia backs off a little to get a running start, looking to drive her knee and Kaylyn's jaw into one another, but the slightly-stronger Vaude throws her off. When Dahlia charges in again, Kaylyn bursts out of the corner with a clothesline that turns Dahlia for a near-flip, landing her face-down on the mat.

Kaylyn quickly bolts for her corner and tags in Brianna, who looks utterly affronted at the motion. Mouthing something the cameras don't pick up, she steps into the ring to continue the match.::

RJ: “Now Brianna enters against Dahlia but Gothic Hot is right after her with a short-range spear, taking Brianna down and just laying into her with rights and lefts!”

MS: “Someone tell Hobbes to back off so she can put this little brat down!”

::Hobbes has to physically pull Dahlia off Brianna which draws ire from both Gothic Hot and her Guardian Angel on the outside. Chris Vaude, in his team's corner, is pounding on the mat as though that will put some life back into Brianna who is slowly rising off the mat. Dahlia comes at her again and the two lock up collar-and-elbow-style before D'Angelo wraps her into a tight headlock. Backing Brianna into the ropes, Gothic Hot tries to shoot her off into the opposing ropes by Brianna holds on...turning the headlock into a snap suplex quickly.

Dahlia's back arches a bit as she lands hard on the mat, down just long enough for Brianna to hit a standing moonsault for the second two-count of the match. Pulling Dahlia back to her feet, D'Angelo has her grip broken and takes a few hard punches before she drives a knee into Dahlia's midsection and brings her to the mat with a snapmare driver for another near-fall. Showing a touch of frustration, she whips Dahlia into the corner and charges her but Dahlia bounds out of the corner, ducking under Brianna's flying forearm that leads to her hitting the turnbuckles chest-first!::

MS: “Miscalculation is a real pain, ain't it? Ha! Dahlia got right on out of there!”

RJ: “And she's taking full advantage of her opponent's positioning...”

::Dahlia hammerlocks Brianna but the Golden Angel elbows her way out. She has no response for the hard kick to the stomach or the swinging fisherman's suplex that follows...but she does kick out of the follow-up pin at two. Dahlia pulls her over to the Dolls' corner by the leg and tags in Sophie, who takes hold of the other leg before joining Dahlia in separating them painfully.::

MS: “Ouch! Sammi's not going to like that!”

::Brianna writhes in pain as Kaylyn looks on from the corner with a smirk and Sophie brings her up for more punishment. A right hand, then a left hand...then a picture-perfect dropsault takes Brianna down to the mat but she fights her way out of the follow-up pin before Hobbes gets into position. Sophie goes to drag her up again but is snared by a possum-playing Golden Angel who wraps her up into a small package!

“One...two...”

Sophie breaks out of the pin attempt with her superior strength, rolling back to her feet and hitting the ropes to return the favor to Brianna. D'Angelo ducks a clothesline and darts forward as Hendrics whirls around...just in time to see Brianna handstand against the ropes and recoil backwards to her feet before leaping into the air and flipping back with a pele kick that strikes the top of the Tortured Soul's head!::

RJ: “Pele kick by Brianna! She's going for the pin with the leg hooked...”

MS: “Not for long!”

::Hobbes drops down to count but at two Dahlia bursts into the ring and breaks it up, prompting Vaude to come in and knock her down with a forearm shot before being backed off by Hobbes. Brianna gets back to her feet and shoves Kaylyn as she steps back out onto the apron, having charged her own corner. A short argument ensues before Kaylyn hauls off with an open right hand, catching Brianna across the face...which for some odd reason counts as a tag in Hobbes' eyes! Recoiling, Brianna shoves Kaylyn off the apron and to the floor before turning around...right into a furious Sophie who puts her down with a split-legged facebuster before rolling her over for a pin!::

MS: “And that will do...what? What's Hobbes' problem?! He waiting on Calvin to make the decision for him or something?! Count the pin!”

RJ: “Are you an idiot? As far as he's concerned, Kaylyn is legal! Sophie can't pin Brianna here!”

MS: “That's even more stupid than your commentary!”

::Sophie argues with the referee as Kaylyn rolls into the ring and Brianna pulls herself to the ropes, trying to shake off the effects of the head-first drop to the mat. Sophie never sees her coming, being whipped around and dropped to the mat with a swinging neckbreaker. Vaude stalks her as she rises, Dahlia on the outside of the ring still after the forearm shot and looked after by Carnage. When Sophie gets to her feet groggily, the Perfect Ten cinches her in immediately and gives the signal for the Vadue Square!::

MS: “Could be the end right here, Robbie!”

RJ: “What the hell is Brianna doing?!”

MS: “What?! Where?!”

::Kaylyn turns and prepares the springboard portion of her finisher but is stymied by Brianna! Driving a boot into the former champion's midsection, Brianna tucks Kaylyn's head in under her arm and drops to the mat with a perfectly-executed flowing snap DDT! Kaylyn is left barely conscious as Brianna leaves the ring all but ignoring the referee’s vocal confusion.::

RJ: “What was that for?!”

MS: “She just turned on Kaylyn! What did the Perfect Ten do to deserve that?”

RJ: “Sophie's still legal...and she's going for the pin!”

“One...two...three!”

*DING!* *DING!* *DING!*

MS: “No way!”

HL: “Ladies and gentlemen, your winners...SHATTERED DOLLS!”

10-10-10 pt2

Sun, 03 Jun 2012 20:43:05 +0100

::Hyena is not deterred, and comes in with great intensity, clotheslining Declan once, then running to the ropes and doing so again. Declan backflips to the mat after the second one, but is quickly picked up, sent to the ropes, and brought down to the mat with a spinebuster!

Hyena then tries to go to his corner for a Hyenasault, but Dahlia grabs him by his hair, and the two begin to argue.::

MS: “You tell him, Dahlia!”

RJ: “Gothic Hot is not pleased with Hyena. One doesn't expect to get hit in the head by her own partner, even trying to make a tag! And I really think you're looking past Hyena here, Eric. He's given you some of your toughest matches and..."

ED: "I'm sorry, Robert, but are you insinuating that I have something to fear from that mongrel?"

RJ: "Well..."

ED: "Have you yourself ever been in the ring with someone like that...or at all?"

RJ: "No, but..."

ED: "Then stifle yourself. The only thing you need to concern yourself with are the numbers five and one. My wins in our matches and Hyena's wins in our matches. He continually forgets or outright ignores history, Robert, and you know what they say about those who cannot remember the past, right?"

RJ: "Sure..."

ED: "Then you answered your own stupid question. Stick to calling the match."

MS: “Burn!”

::Dahlia goes to the apron after a few moments of bickering, and Hyena goes up top, but the Hyenasault misses, and Declan rolls Hyena over for the cover: One, two, no, just two. Declan runs to the ropes, ducking a clothesline and coming off the second group of ropes with a flying tackle that knocks Hyena into the ropes, tying him up!

Seeing this, Declan runs at Hyena, but Hyena untangles himself and catches O'Farrell with a uranage that makes the ring shake! Hyena then goes to the corner and begins to snort and growl, and the crowd roars in anticipation for what's next!::

RJ: “All right, decent point. But...”

MS: “Um, Robbie...”

RJ: “After that brawl last week...”

MS: "Don't go there, Robbie...seriously..."

RJ: "It's a valid..."

MS: "Just shut it, Robert!"

ED: "...better listen to your partner, Jones. I may be a man of class of distinction but I have no problem putting your face through that monitor."

RJ: “R-right...but look at this! Could be a Hyena Tackle coming up!”

::Hyena goes into his crouch, and is so focused he doesn't notice Dahlia tag him on the back! He starts to run at Declan, but is stopped by Hobbes, who explains the tag! Hyena is livid, and he and Dahlia get into another shouting match.::

MS: “Don't mess with Gothic Hot, fleabag!”

RJ: “This could get out of hand fast!”

::The two bicker, and out of nowhere, Dahlia grabs Hyena and hits a Twist of Fate!::

MS: “DEAD SPIN!”

ED: “Typical animal, getting outsmarted by someone who's barely in her own right mind.”

::The crowd gasps as Dahlia looks for O'Farrell, but he's now up on his feet! Declan easily grabs Dahlia, and executes a leg-hook half-nelson lift into a spinning sit-out powerbomb!::

ED: “Point proven. She's quick enough to sneak one in on Hyena but completely forgets who else is in the ring with her.”

RJ: “Drogheda Driver!”

MS: “Dammit!”

::Declan then makes the cover, and Hobbes is there for the count: One, two, three! Declan's hand is raised, and Kaylyn jumps up and down in celebration on the ring apron.::

HL: “Here are your winners...DECLAN O'FARRELL AND KAYLYN VAUDE!”

RJ: “What a shame. Dahlia and Hyena couldn't get along, and that ended up costing them.”

MS: “I love Declan, but did he HAVE to beat Dahlia? Come on, pin Hyena next time!”

ED: “You take the win when it's offered you, Mitchell, and don't waste time nit-picking with details. It's a lesson Hyena and the emo child could both learn. Now if you'll excuse me...”

10-10-10

Sun, 03 Jun 2012 20:42:47 +0100

HL: “This next match is a mixed tag team match, set for one fall!”

::There's a brief pause before the lights go up in green, orange and white to mimic the colors of the Irish flag which appears on the ACW-Tron as “Alcohol” by the Dropkick Murphys blares out through the arena's PA system. Classically-styled golden lettering bursts into place over the flag, alternating between “Declan O'Farrell” and “Celtic Hammer” before launching into a montage of video spots detailing his work in the ring and the octagon. As the song gets fully underway, the man himself steps out onto the stage, giving himself a few smacks to get the adrenaline pumping before he throws his arms up and lets out a battle cry, bursts of green and orange pyrotechnics going off at the gesture.::

"We're gonna die when the sun comes up

We'll drink it until we drop

My blood's one-hundred-proof

We're gonna stumble, twist and crawl

With 99 beers on the wall

I'd rather drink than -bleep-!"

::Pounding both fists against his chest, Declan stalks down the ramp with a wild grin on his face, his wrestling gear the same as it was in the promo from the previous week: shorts-style trunks in black with white trim around the waist and the hem of each leg. Around the right leg is stylized flame and emblazoned upon the left is the Irish flag with 'Hammer' printed on the back.::

HL: “First, from Drogheda, Ireland, weighing 248 pounds...DECLAN O'FARRELL!”

"No doubt about it

Can't live without it

No doubt about it

I can't live without it, alcohol

Alcohol!"

::As he reaches the ring he grabs the middle rope and pulls himself up onto the apron, wiping each foot once before stepping in between the ropes and steps in against the ropes facing the crowd, stepping up on the middle and second strand and jawing with the ringside fans while daring them to come in and take a shot at him before he backs off and raises both fists into the air again. After a few moments, he drops down and backs into his corner, cracking his knuckles and keeping his eyes forward, a slight grin on his face as he awaits the start of the match.::

RJ: “Now THIS will be an interesting study in tag-team partner relationships. NONE of these four combatants like each other very much!”

MS: “Who cares about the wrestling? We've got Kaylyn in one corner, Dahlia in the other! I'm all set.”

::The arena goes black, and purple lighting seems to be coming from every direction flashing around as the instrumental to Stone Sour's 'Made of Scars' begins to play over the Arena's PA system. ::

“This one came from looking

This one opened twice

These two seem as smooth as silk, flush against my eyes

This one needed stitches and

This one came from rings

This one isn't even there, but I feel it more because you don't care."

HL: “And his tag team partner! From Brooklyn, New York, weighing 120 pounds...KAYLYN VAUDE!”

“Yeah, Cut right into me

Yeah, Cause I am Made Of Scars

Yes I am made of scars."

::As she moves down the ramp Chris Vaude comes out from behind the curtain and his longer strides have him caught up with her in no time as she stopped half way down the ramp.::

MS: “I never get tired of watching her walk to the ring, or wrestle, or speak...”

RJ: “Anything else?”

MS: “I'll let you know...all I know is that she lives up to her nickname very well.”

"This one had it coming

This one found a vein

This one was an accident, but never gave me pain

This one was my fathers and

This one you can't see

This one had me scared to death,

But I guess I should be glad I'm not dead!"

“And I will find a way

Everything you are I will betray

Oooh, I swear that I will find a way

Everything you are's inside me"

“Yeah, Cut right into me

Yeah, Cause I am made of scars

Yes, I am made of scars

That's what I'm made of!"

::As the last lyrics of the song played out, and the lighting returned to its norm, Kaylyn focuses and awaits the match to start. The PA kicks on almost immediately after with the opening shredding notes of a viciously played guitar, as Soundgarden's "Pretty Noose" flows out over the sound system and the waiting crowd. There is a burst of silver and white pyro after that opening riff, shooting up from the floor and showering down from the ceiling, growing brighter and brighter in intensity. The pyro continues to go off in a shower of brilliance and sparks, and silhouetted against it now appears the powerful form of Hyena himself, his head down and his arms crossed. The wail and presence of the guitar takes off and he raises his head, unstrapping the title from around his waist and holding it up as he howls.::

RJ: “And here comes the Specialist Champion!”

MS: “And the world's premier mascot for extra-strength flea collars.”

"I caught the moon today

Pick it up and throw it away, all right

I got the perfect steal

A cleaner love with a dirty feel, all right

Fall out and take the bait

Eat the fruit and kiss the snake goodnight..."

::As he steps out of the sparks and overflow of the sheet of pyrotechnics, it is clear that Hyena is focused like the animalistic warrior he really is, a grimace of sheer vicious glee showing off those fangs of his even as he drapes the title over his shoulder with a slap of his hand upon it.::

HL: “And their opponents! First, from Miller's Crossing, Ohio, weighing 265 pounds...HYENA!”

"Common ruse, dirty face

Pretty noose sells pretty hate

And I don't like what you got me hanging from

And I don't like what you got me hanging from."

RJ: “The Manimal is moving with purpose tonight, Mitchell...perhaps looking to hurt Eric Donavan vicariously through his associate.”

MS: “Are you kidding? I've never heard such a stupid theory in my life! Hyena probably doesn't even know what vicariously means!”

RJ: “Neither do you.”

::He strides purposefully toward the ring, never lessening in his intensity until about mid-way down the ramp he charges forward, sliding in. Hyena takes a moment to stand on the turnbuckles and let out a savage howl while holding up the gold before turning a feral snarl and a razor-blade glare to the crowd, then he hops off, ready to rock and roll, tossing the strap to the referee.

Evanescence's “Missing” comes over the PA without words at first, as the stage went dark and the purple glow of black lights came up. The curtain shifts and then Dahlia is there, though before she steps out fully exposed the lights come up and you can see Carnage behind her.::

"Please, please forgive me,

But I won't be home again.

Maybe someday you'll look up,

And, barely conscious, you'll say to no one:

Isn't something missing?"

MS: “Finally...the precious flower arrives for our viewing pleasure...”

RJ: “Oh-oh...I know that tone. Put a leash on it, tiger.”

::He holds out his arm, pointing towards the stage and he escorts her down the ramp while she almost skips to get to the ring. Her dark hair goes every-which way, her green eyes staring and wild, as if she can't really see what's in front of her until she gets to the ring. Carnage lifts her up at the hips, setting her on the apron as she does a full splits, a fast grin coming to her blackened lips::

HL: “And his tag team partner! From Pine Ridge, Florida, weighing 130 pounds...DAHLIA!”

"Even though I'm the sacrifice,

You won't try for me, not now.

Though I'd die to know you love me,

I'm all alone.

Isn't someone missing me?

And if I bleed, I'll bleed,

Knowing you don't care.

And if I sleep just to dream of you

I'll wake without you there,

Isn't something missing?

Isn't something..."

MS: “Just wish she didn't have to put up with such an unsavory partner.”

RJ: “Kaylyn seems to be of the same opinion about her own...”

MS: “Never said the Perfect Ten went all the way around her, Robbie-O...”

::He then climbs up at the steps and then motions for her to enter the ring, whispering something to him that the cameras never catch but nodding at whatever the reply is as she waits for the match to start, ignoring the referee if he tries to warn her or talk to her. She has eyes only for her escort Carnage until the bell rings, and then they will lock with vicious intent onto whoever is unlucky enough to have to face her that night.::

RJ: “All four combatants are in the ring...wait a minute...”

MS: “Well look who we have here!”

::”Dragonfly” by Shaman's Harvest cues up sans the opening portion, drawing the attention of the cameras as well as the fans and the wrestlers in the ring towards the stage. Within moment, Eric Donavan steps out onto it and walks to the top of the ramp, staring down at the ring for a few moments before throwing his fists into the air to raise the fiery portion of his entrance pyrotechnics while the fans rain down boos on him.::

MS: “The Irish Dragon has arrived!”

RJ: “But why? Is he seconding Declan or is he here after Hyena?”

MS: “He doesn't need a reason to go where he wants and to do what he wants, Robbie. Eventually you're going to get that.”

::Dressed in his ring gear under a black Affliction-style ACW t-shirt and his trademark silver-framed sunglasses, Eric makes his way down the ramp at a steady pace, keeping his eyes on the ring at all four participants and even Carnage on the outside, earning glares from both him and Hyena in the ring. The Manimal comes to the ropes, hurling snarling epithets at the Irish Dragon who stares at him coldly before continuing his short trek towards the announce table.::

MS: “Looks like we have a guest!”

RJ: “That's...um...good.”

MS: “The word you're looking for is honor, Robbie! This is an honor!”

::Mitchell rises from his chair, extending his hand to Eric who gives him a slight nod and shakes the offered hand...then inexplicably does the same for Robert when he rises and makes the same gesture.::

RJ: “Good evening, Eric.”

MS: “Get the man a headset, Robbie!”

::The Irish Dragon remains silent as he takes a seat and dons the extra headset, turning his eyes back to the action as the women prepare to start the match while the male halves of the teams exit to the apron.::

RJ: “Well, you're going to get your wish, Mitchell. Kaylyn and Dahlia are going to start things off!”

MS: “That works!”

RJ: “Figured it would. God, you're predictable.”

ED: “Predictable but usually accurate, Robert. You could learn a few things.”

RJ: “You can't be serious.”

MS: “Hah!”

ED: “I said 'usually', Mitchell.”

::Declan and Hyena shout at each other as they go to the apron with the latter turning his attention from moment to moment towards the announce table, and the bell rings. Kaylyn and Dahlia lock up, and Kaylyn comes away with a headlock, adding punches for good measure. She releases the hold and comes off the ropes, but Dahlia takes her down, mounts her, and begins throwing wild punches with her eyes bugged out.::

RJ: “And that's what makes Dahlia so dangerous!”

MS: “That, and her dangerously-good looks! She's Gothic Hot, baby!”

RJ: “God forbid you actually talk about her WRESTLING skills, which are in ample supply!”

MS: “Hey, so are the numbers in her bra size!”

ED: “Her unpredictability makes her hard to prepare for. You never know what she's thinking until she's already in motion. That can't be taught.”

MS: “Not to mention the HOT, right?”

ED: “...I've seen hotter.”

::Kaylyn throws Dahlia up, and she's airborne long enough for Vaude to get to her feet. Dahlia charges with a right hand, but Kaylyn ducks and takes her opponent down with a drop toe hold before rubbing Dahlia's face into the mat and hammering the back of her head with punches of her own.

Kaylyn then picks Dahlia up off the mat by her hair, and slams her face into the nearby turnbuckles from the bottom up. However, Dahlia fights back, first with a mule kick to Kaylyn's torso, then with several hard forearms to Kaylyn's neck and back before picking Kaylyn up and dragging her to her corner, where a smiling Hyena awaits!::

RJ: “...oh no.”

MS: “OH NO!”

ED: “You talk like this is a bad thing.”

RJ: “Are we watching the same thing?! This could be VERY ugly!”

MS: “The Manimal has no right to put his hands on that exquisite body before I do!”

ED: “After all her gum-flapping this past week, gentlemen, I'd say that Kaylyn's about to get exactly what she deserves.”

MS: “Well, that is kinda true...but it's a woman, Eric! Seriously!”

ED: “She knew the risks when she signed the contract, Mitchell. It's called letting your mouth overwrite your ass. You know all about that and so does Robert.”

::Dahlia begs to differ, though, and tags in Hyena, who howls with delight. The crowd follows along, and a short-arm clothesline puts Kaylyn down on the mat. A cover then gets a long one-count from referee Steven Hobbes. Hyena grapevines Vaude's arm, but the hold is broken, as she gets her foot on the nearby bottom rope.

Hyena then scrapes Kaylyn up off the mat, but Vaude goes low with a groin punch before further stunning the Manimal with a roundhouse kick. She then quickly gets to her corner, tagging in Declan to a rousing chorus of boo's and catcalls.::

MS: “She's crafty!”

RJ: “She's a shrew! What a cheap shot!”

ED: “She fancies herself a survivor and maybe there's a little truth to it.”

MS: “Hey, she had to keep herself from getting fleas. They don't make Frontline Plus for humans!”

ED: “Heh...that was almost clever, Mitchell.”

::Declan cockily walks into the ring, and brings Hyena down to the mat with a DDT and keeping a front facelock cinched in. Hyena has plenty of energy left, though, running Declan into the corner and following up with several shoulder thrusts once the hold is broken.

Hyena then puts his opponent up on the top turnbuckle, and executes a perfect superplex that drops Declan in the middle of the ring. Hyena covers, but only gets a short two-count. Hyena tries a reverse chinlock, but Declan breaks it with a jawbreaker before flipping Hyena down with a short-arm scissors and wrapping both legs around the near arm.::

RJ: “Declan O'Farrell may be a manager, but he's showing he's got some strong wrestling chops as well!”

ED: “He's a hell of a lot more than just a manager, Robert. Someone with your penchant for research and inside information should know that.”

MS: “Be careful!”

::Mitchell's warning is followed by Hyena baring his fangs and digging into Declan's thigh! The crowd pops as O'Farrell leaps off the wolf man, clutching his leg as Hyena gets to his feet and kicks the Irishman square in the rear end to raucous cheers from the fans!::

MS: “Much as I love Declan, he's GOTTA be careful in there. The guy with fleas is BOUND to get lucky at some point!”

ED: “He's been in worse fights with worse men in places unbound by the rules of this business, Mitchell. Hyena is an appetizer and nothing more.”

::Declan goes crawling to the nearby bottom rope, but Hyena stays on the attack with forearms that knock him down. Declan's neck is braced on the middle rope, and Hyena comes off the ropes, jumping on him and driving his neck downward! Hyena takes a step to his left, closer to Dahlia, and Gothic Hot surprisingly slaps Hyena on the back for a tag!::

RJ: “And now Dahlia wants in! Hyena doesn't look happy.”

MS: “Get out, wolfie! Go back to the forest where you belong!”

::Hyena appears upset for a moment, but shrugs his shoulders and reluctantly goes to the apron. Dahlia, meanwhile, mounts Declan for punches, but O'Farrell is able to roll over, getting to a dominant position and attacking with punches of his own as the crowd boos.

Declan seems to relish the negative reaction, and has a smile on his face as he picks Dahlia up. He whips her into the ropes, catching her with a back body drop that sends her high into the air. A cover follows, and while Hyena comes in, he doesn't actually break the pin up until the last possible moment, and goes right back outside the ring after stomping Declan a few more times.::

RJ: “Hyena seems ticked off, and I can't say I blame him.”

MS: “Of course you can! Dahlia's cuter; who WOULDN'T want to see her in the ring more?!”

RJ: “Hyena's hatred for Eric Donovan and his manager runs deep, and Dahlia took away a chance for him to beat one of them up.”

ED: “Perhaps now she'll learn her lesson. Thankfully, Declan, like me, knows what it means to have class and to act like a man.”

RJ: “You call pounding on Dahlia like that acting like a man?!”

ED: “You're telling me that you don't believe he could have done much worse if he wanted to? Dahlia is plenty good enough to take the little wannabe Kaylyn down several pegs but she brought that on herself."

RJ: “Hopefully, this doesn't sabotage hers and Hyena's chances in this match completely; that was some flight Dahlia just took.”

::Declan picks Dahlia up, bringing her to his corner. He then tags in Kaylyn, and the two of them alternate martial-arts kicks to her sternum before Kaylyn takes charge with a head-scissors that sends Dahlia to the middle of the ring. She covers, but only gets two as Hyena is there to make the save quickly this time.

Hobbes ushers Hyena out as Kaylyn locks in a body-scissors on her fallen opponent. Cheers from the crowd kick up, and Dahlia eventually rolls over, gets to her feet, and falls backwards, breaking the hold. The two women slowly get to their feet and lock up. Kaylyn sends Dahlia into the ropes, but is unprepared when Gothic Hot counters with a...::

MS: “SPEAR! SPEAR! SPEAR!”

RJ: “We are SO getting sued for that.”

::Dahlia's arm stays on top of Vaude, and Hobbes is there for the count: One, two, no, just two. However, the two women are not concerned with beating each other up more, as both want to get to their corners. Simultaneously, they crawl, and Kaylyn gets to her corner first, tagging in Declan. He rushes to the opposite corner to grab Dahlia's leg, but not quickly enough, as Hyena slaps Dahlia in the back of the head for the tag!::

MS: “That's assault in seven states!”

RJ: “He didn't have time to do anything else! If Declan had caught Dahlia, she'd have been an easy victim.”

ED: “Instead, Hyena is the easy victim. Not much of a switch.”

RJ: "What about what's going on with you and Hyena?"

ED: "What about it?"

RJ: "Well, he said some pretty pointed things to and about you this past week and barely said two words about Declan. Does that mean anything to you?"

ED: "It means he's focused on me, as he damn well should be. It won't save him from me, but least we know that he has a few neurons to rub together."

MS: “Yeah...neurons with fleas.”

ED: “Mitchell, seriously...”

10-3-10

Sun, 03 Jun 2012 20:37:13 +0100

HL: "The following match is scheduled for one fall..."

“It's just the way

The game is played

It's best if you just

Wait your turn”

::AMY ZING flashes across the screen. Various shots of Amy standing in the ring are shown. The final shot is of Amy bent over, and then rising, arms wide and pointing to the sides. As this shot is taken, the camera spins around, showing her from all angles, stopping to face her when she poses.::

HL: "Introducing first, from Amarillo, Texas by way of Hong Kong, China, weighing at 120 lbs...Amy Zing!"

“The wait is over

The wait is over

The wait is over”

::Amy stands at the top on the entrance ramp, bent over. She rises, spreading her arms wide and pointing to the fans. She walks down to the ring. As she walks, she slaps hands with the fans on both sides of the barricade.::

RJ: "This young woman is facing the toughest opponent she has had since joining the ACW in Kaylyn Vaude."

MS: "She's all hype. Sure, she's got moves, but Amy's mostly hype."

RJ: "She's racked up a few wins here."

MS: "Til she beats someone that matters, it's nothing."

“It's getting crowded

Over here

But babe

The wait is over

Sometimes it takes

A thousand tries

To win

The wait is over”

::Standing in front of the ring, Amy leapfrogs onto the apron. She slingshots herself into the ring and runs to the corner. Amy pulls herself up to the turnbuckle, spreading her arms out to the sides, pointing to the crowd. Slowly, she brings them together. Once her hands touch, Amy suddenly backflips off the turnbuckle, landing in the ring..::

“It's getting crowded

Over here

But babe

The wait is over

Sometimes it takes

A thousand tries

To win

The wait is over”

::Unwrapping the ribbon from her arm, Amy uses it to tie her hair in a ponytail. She starts clapping along with the song, trying to get the crowd behind her. She then leans against the turnbuckle, waiting for the match to start.::

HL: "And her opponent..."

::The arena goes black, and purple lighting seems to be coming from every direction flashing around as the instrumental to Stone Sour's 'Made of Scars' begins to play over the Arena's PA system. ::

“This one came from looking

This one opened twice

These two seem as smooth as silk, flush against my eyes

This one needed stitches and

This one came from rings

This one isn't even there, but I feel it more because you don't care "

HL: "Accompanied by her husband Chris Vaude, she hails from Brooklyn, New York and weighs in at 120 pounds...Kaylyn Vaude!"

“Yeah, Cut right into me

Yeah, Cause I am Made Of Scars

Yes I am made of scars ."

::As she moves down the ramp way Chris Vaude comes out from behind the curtain and his longer strides have him caught up with her in no time as she stopped half way down the ramp.::

RJ: "The former Women's Champion looks ready tonight. At Struggle for Supremacy, Amy may have cost Kaylyn a shot at the title. Tonight, these two face off one-on-one."

MS: "That is if Kaylyn can ignore her seemingly random issues with Jack Marrow. Honestly, what's she complaining about?"

"This one had it coming

This one found a vein

This one was an accident, but never gave me pain

This one was my fathers and

This one you can't see

This one had me scared to death,

But I guess I should be glad I'm not dead!!"

RJ: "It's rookie versus veteran. The classic struggle between experience and youth."

MS: "It's not like Kaylyn is some old lady. She's still a looker. Both of these woman are hot."

RJ: "Granted, but Kaylyn is a former champion while Amy has never won a title."

MS: "She seemed confident. Like Amy could beat Saint Eldor? Ha!"

“And I will find a way

Everything you are I will betray

Oooh, I swear that I will find a way

Everything you are's inside me"

“Yeah, Cut right into me

Yeah, Cause I am made of scars

Yes, I am made of scars

That's what I'm made of!!!"

::As the last lyrics of the song played out, and the lighting returned to its norm, Kaylyn focuses and awaits the match to start.::

*DING! DING! DING!*

RJ: "Here we go."

::Amy and Kaylyn circle each other.::

RJ: "Both women sizing each other up."

MS: "I'd like to size them up myself. Heh heh heh."

::The women meet in the middle of the ring and lock up. Kaylyn opens with a wristlock. Amy counters with an armbar.::

RJ: "Kaylyn opens with an armbar, and Amy counters."

::Amy goes for a roundhouse. Kaylyn ducks the kick, catching Amy as she spins around and nails her opponent with a dropkick.::

RJ: "It's moves like that which made Kaylyn Vaude Women's Champion."

MS: "She was okay."

RJ: "She held it for 126 days."

MS: "That's like half Aurora Matthews' reign."

::Amy scrambles to her feet, but the former Women's Champion goes for the buzzsaw kick. Amy rolls out of the way and connects with a sweep kick. The two women quickly get to their feet. The nod at each other, smiling. Both women clap their hands to get the fans into the match.::

RJ: "These two have felt each other out and are ready to go."

MS: "I'd love to feel them."

RJ: "You just HAD to say it, didn't you?"

MS: "Yes."

::The two women lock up again. Kaylyn pushes Amy into the ropes, then whips her across the ropes. She catches Amy, spinning her in a tilt-a-whirl. However, Amy counters into a flying headscissors, sending Kaylyn to the mat.::

RJ: "What a counter. Amy is bringing it Kaylyn."

MS: "I'd like to bring it to..."

RJ: "Don't. Just don't."

::Amy tries to follow up with a running leg drop, but Kaylyn manages to move out of the way. Kaylyn catches Amy in a sleeper hold.::

RJ: "A sleeper might be Kaylyn's best way of slowing Amy down."

MS: "Couldn't hurt."

::Struggling in the hold, Amy climbs up the turnbuckle and kicks off the top. Falling back, Amy lands on top of Kaylyn for a pin.::

RJ: "Another counter by Zing."

ONE...

TWO...

RJ: "Oh, that would have been an upset."

::Kaylyn kicks out. Amy rolls to her feet, waiting for Kaylyn to get to her feet. As she does, Amy grabs her in an armbar and makes her way up the turnbuckle. She walks along the ropes for a moment, taking Kaylyn down with Monkey on the Vine.::

RJ: "The agility of Amy Zing is almost cat-like."

MS: "So would you say Amy Zing is amazing?"

RJ: "Stop saying stupid things."

::Amy gets to her feet, setting up for the Jain Kick. Kaylyn spots this and quickly rolls out of the ring to recover. Following her, Amy slingshots herself over the ropes. Unfortunately for Amy, Kaylyn moves out of the way, causing Amy to hit the floor.::

RJ: "Kaylyn showing the veteran instincts that made her a champion."

MS: "Yes, it takes years to master moving out of the way."

::Kaylyn takes the opportunity to climb up on the apron. The former ACW Women's Champion nails the Asai moonsault. Vaude rolls Amy into the ring, going for a pin.::

RJ: "This might do it."

ONE...

TWO...

RJ: "No, so close."

::Just barely does Amy get the shoulder up. Vaude looks surprised, questioning the ref. She gets to her feet, waiting for Amy. When Amy gets to her feet, Kaylyn catches her in an abdominal stretch.::

RJ: "The former Women's Champion going for another submission hold. Will Amy Zing tap out?"

MS: "She says she won't. But who knows?"

::Amy struggles in the hold, pulling at Kaylyn's hands. Slowly, she manages to loosen the former champion's grip and tosses her to the mat.::

RJ: "These two are taking it to each other."

::Catching Kaylyn in the face with a kick, Amy shoots the ropes, jumps over Kaylyn and off the ropes landing on Kaylyn with the Phoenixsault. Amy springs up on her knees upon landing and on her back, holding her stomach. She goes for a lateral press.::

RJ: "No one does a Phoenixsault like Amy Zing."

MS: "No one else does that move."

ONE... TWO...

RJ: "Almost had it."

::Kaylyn kicks out. Amy rolls on her back, hands on her head. She gets to her feet, picking Kaylyn up off the mat. Kaylyn catches Amy with a mandible claw.::

RJ: "A mandible claw! Very few women do that."

MS: "I wish I was those fingers. Then...they have touched Chris Vaude. Ewww."

::Amy starts kicking her way out of the claw. Kaylyn pulls her fingers out of Amy's mouth. The former Women's Champion catches Amy's foot, spinning her around and then grabbing her by the throat. She hoists Amy up and drives her down with a chokeslam. Kaylyn goes for a cover.::

RJ: "Kaylyn Vaude may have just won this."

ONE...

TWO...

RJ: "Amy is still in this fight."

::Amy manages to kick out. Kaylyn exhales a deep breath and gets to her feet. She drops an elbow and goes for another pin.::

RJ: "Vaude back on the pin."

MS: "She's persistent."

ONE...

TWO...

::The former Women's Champion looks around the ring. She gets up and grabs Amy's legs, catapulting her into the corner. Amy manages to stop herself from hitting the corner by bracing her landing. As Kaylyn gets to her feet, Amy comes back with a springboard roundhouse. She pulls Kaylyn into a pin::

ONE...

TWO...

RJ: "A beautiful kick by Amy, but not enough to put Kaylyn Vaude away."

::Amy gets to her feet, getting into position for the Jian Kick. Kaylyn gets to her feet. Amy throws the kick. Once again, 'Perfect Ten' manages to duck the kick.::

RJ: "The Jian Kick...no...Kaylyn ducks!"

::As Amy spins, Kaylyn catches her in a full nelson and hoists her for the KV Bomb.::

RJ: "Here comes the KV Bomb!"

::Somehow, Amy manages to counter out of the KV Bomb, tossing Kaylyn onto the mat with a snapmare.::

RJ: "What a counter! Right into the snapmare. How many have done that?"

MS: "A snapmare? A lot."

::Kaylyn gets back to her feet, right into the Jian Kick. Kaylyn drops to the mat. Amy quickly goes for the cover.::

RJ: "And Amy Zing finally connects with the Jian Kick."

ONE...

TWO...

THREE!

RJ: "She did it. What an upset."

MS: "What a kick. That looks like it could do some damage."

::Amy rolls off Kaylyn and gets to her knees. She throws her arms into the air as "Wait You Turn" by Rhianna replays. She pulls herself to her feet.::

HL: "Here is your winner...Amy Zing!"

::Amy climbs the turnbuckle, arms raised. She points to the crowd.::

RJ: "A hard fought win by Amy Zing."

9-26-10

Sun, 03 Jun 2012 20:29:38 +0100

HL: “Our next match is set for one fall and the winner will be declared the number-one contender to the ACW World Women's Championship!”

::Slash and Fergie's “Beautiful Dangerous” begins to play over the PA, the shredding guitar of the ex-GNR guitarist wailing over the crowd as a smoke screen shoots off, and there Aphrodite appears on stage. She blows kisses to the crowd as fireworks shoot off behind her. She approaches the fans as if to let them touch her but then she pulls her hand back and holds it up as if to say 'talk to the hand!'.::

HL: "Introducing first...accompanied by Cleo, from Los Angeles, California, weighing one hundred thirty pounds...APHRODITE!"

RJ: "Aphrodite has a tremendous opportunity here tonight. A win puts her at the top of the title hunt."

MS: "She'd be my pick if Kaylyn wasn't going to be in this match."

RJ: "Why?"

MS: "Because she's hot."

::As she gets to the ring her manager / assistant Cleo follows her, waiting to enter until after Aphrodite does. Aphrodite jumps up on the apron and then slides in under the bottom rope and blows her two opponents for the evening kisses, and Cleo joins her in the ring.::

HL: "Next to the ring...”

::"Decode" by Paramore starts to play. There are three spurts of flame on either side that shoot off right when she comes out and puts her arms up, she has a sexy walk down the ramp stopping to slap a couple hands and when she gets to the ring she does a seductive little dance going in a circle showing off her sexy curves then when she goes to get in the ring she kinda swan dives under the bottom rope and crawls on her hands and knees for about a foot then jumps to her feet, finds a corner post and climbs up and puts her arms up to get the crowd really going!::

HL: "From Phoenix, Arizona, weighing one hundred and fifty pounds...she is 'The Tortured Soul"...SOPHIE HENDRICS!"

RJ: "Sophie Hendrics' best friend Dahlia faces the Masked Lady tonight for the Women's Championship. If both win, two friends would fight over the Women's Title."

MS: "I just hope it goes better then that stuff between Saint Eldor and Jay Omega. God that was whiny crap."

HL: "And their opponent..."

“It's just the way

The game is played

It's best if you just

Wait your turn”

HL: "From Amarillo, Texas by way of Hong Kong, China,weighing one hundred and twenty pounds...Amy Zing!"

“The wait is over

The wait is over

The wait is over”

RJ: "The hometown heroine is here."

MS: "This is Dallas, you moron. Even I know that."

RJ: "Amy Zing has been very impressive since her debut. Can she pull off an upset here tonight?"

MS: "I doubt it."

“It's getting crowded

Over here

But babe

The wait is over

Sometimes it takes

A thousand tries

To win

The wait is over”

::Standing in front of the ring, Amy leapfrogs onto the apron. She slingshots herself into the ring and runs to the corner. As Amy climbs the turnbuckle, Aphrodite runs at her, nailing her with a forearm smash. Heather Lee hightails it out of the ring. Aphrodite turns Amy around, slapping her. Sophie Hendrics runs in, delivering a backflip dropkick to Aphrodite, which knocks her into Amy.::

RJ: "A cheap shot by Aphrodite to Amy and the match hasn't even started...our fourth competitor isn't even here yet, which should concern you..."

MS: "Well, she had it coming."

::The referee refused to call for the bell, and managed to separate all of the combatants with a stern warning to back off. As it was time for Kaylyn to be announced to enter the ring, Jack Marrow instead came out to the stage with a microphone in his hand.::

Marrow: “Well as it appears that Kaylyn Vaude has failed once again to show up for her scheduled match I will have no choice but to make this match a Fatal Triple Threat rather than the Four Way that had been promised...”

::As Marrow was still making his announcement, the arena goes black, and purple lighting seems to be coming from every direction flashing around as the instrumental to Stone Sour's 'Made of Scars' begins to play over the Arena's PA system. ::

“This one came from looking

This one opened twice

These two seem as smooth as silk, flush against my eyes

This one needed stitches and

This one came from rings

This one isn't even there, but I feel it more because you don't care."

::Marrow himself was confused as the music for Kaylyn Vaude started to play over the PA System. The lights continued in their flashing of the arena before a spot light went into the crowd and onto an old Woman in the crowd. She looked confused at first, as did her husband beside her.::

“Yeah, Cut right into me

Yeah, Cause I am Made Of Scars

Yes I am made of scars."

:: The woman stood up and then that smirk that was oh too familiar came across her face. With one sweep of her hand she pulled the older woman mask off, and followed with a stripping of the baggy dress she had tossed over her ring attire. Kaylyn Vaude stood there for a moment before heading down the stairs through the crowd heading towards the ring... the older man that was sitting beside her had stripped as well and was now proving to be her husband Chris Vaude.::

"This one had it coming

This one found a vein

This one was an accident, but never gave me pain

This one was my father's and

This one you can't see

This one had me scared to death,

But I guess I should be glad I'm not dead!"

::As she reached the barricade a microphone was waiting for her, and she stood up on the barricade before taking the microphone and then turned her attention first to the ladies in the ring waiting for the match to start, then to the annoyed expression on Marrow's face, as he stood on the stage still.::

Kaylyn: "Cut the music!" ::Within seconds it was cut as she had asked.:: "What's wrong Marrow? Surprised to see me here?" ::She already knew the answer to that, and her smirk said as much.:: "I made you a promise Marrow, I told you that I would find a way into the building. You did not believe your security would be fooled, and stated if I made it inside I would be able to have my match... Hate to break it to you, but your security was not suspecting a thing... which is sad really. Why would an old couple come to a wrestling arena?" ::Kaylyn shook her head then turned towards the ladies in the ring.:: "You ladies had better remember... what comes to you tonight, is brought to you because of the general manager Jack Marrow! Make sure to have your bills sent his way, because I will be having fun in this ring as I eliminate you all one by one."

::Another glance was sent to Marrow, before she dropped the microphone to the floor, and her music started up again, but this time where it had cut off. Kaylyn turned towards Marrow and lifted her hand giving a little wave before turning her hand and flipping him the finger in complete disrespect before she jumped off the barricade.::

RJ: “What is she talking about, security keeping her out of the building?”

MS: “Well, she is the Perfect Ten...but maybe I should get my snitches on to this...”

“And I will find a way

Everything you are I will betray

Oooh, I swear that I will find a way

Everything you are's inside me"

::Chris had jumped over the barricade with ease, and gave his wife a kiss on the forehead before smacking her bottom. She then proceeded up the stairs and slowly made her way into the ring, keeping her eyes on the ladies within it already.::

“Yeah, Cut right into me

Yeah, Cause I am made of scars

Yes, I am made of scars

That's what I'm made of!”

::Standing in the ring she was checked by the official, before she backed into a corner and awaited the bell to signal the start of her destruction for the evening. Finally the referee signals for the bell and all four women go into immediate attack mode, Amy going for a kick to Kaylyn's gut but Kaylyn catches her leg and pulls her up for a surprise leg-capture suplex! Floating over, Kaylyn pulls Amy into a cover.::

ONE...

RJ: "A cover. Does she have it?"

TWO...

RJ: "No."

MS: "You are not going to get a lot of alone time in this match."

::Both Aphrodite and Sophie dive onto Kaylyn to break the pin. Aphrodite and Sophie pick Kaylyn up, but Kaylyn fights back. She nails Sophie with an elbow, then one to Aphrodite. Sophie throws a hard right to Kaylyn. She pushes Kaylyn against the ropes and shoots her towards Aphrodite, who connects with a superkick.::

RJ: "There's something you do not see from Aphrodite a lot."

MS: "I want to see it again."

::Before Aphrodite can make a pin, Sophie runs in catching Aphrodite with a float over DDT. She pulls Aphrodite into a cover.::

RJ: "A cover by Sophie Hendrics."

ONE...

TWO...

RJ: "And Amy Zing breaks the pin."

::Amy Zing breaks the count with a spinning leg drop to Sophie. Sophie rolls off Aphrodite, holding her head.::

RJ: "This match is important. Whoever wins this will challenger either Dahlia or the Masked Woman for the Women's Championship."

::Amy shoots the ropes, jumping over both of Sophie and Aphrodite. She springboards off the ropes, performing the springboard corkscrew moonsault she calls the Phoenixsault. Sophie rolls out of the way, but Aphrodite takes the hit. Amy hooks the leg for a pin.::

RJ: "No one does that quite like Amy Zing."

MS: "I don't think anyone else does it."

ONE...

TWO...

RJ: "Sophie breaks the pin."

::Sophie Hendrics breaks the pin by picking Amy up and trying to whip her into the corner. Amy reverses, sending Sophie into the corner. She moves to the opposite side of the ring, and goes for a a handspring elbow.::

RJ: "Amy Zing is showing what she is made of here tonight."

::Unfortunately, Kaylyn Vaude has gotten to her feet. The former Women's Champion catches Amy from behind, hoisting her up and driving her down with the KV Bomb. She goes for a cover.::

RJ: "The KV Bomb!"

ONE...

TWO...

::Again, Aphrodite and Sophie are there to break the pin.::

RJ: "This match could have been over after that move. Sophie and Aphrodite are right on top of this."

MS: "That sounds dirty."

RJ: "Get your mind out of the gutter."

MS: "Not hardly.”

::The two toss Kaylyn to the outside. Aphrodite immediately tries to cover Amy. Sophie pulls her off, then tries to cover Amy. Aphrodite pulls her off. The two women start arguing.::

MS: "Yes! Catfight. I love it!"

::They do not notice Kaylyn Vaude has reentered the ring. The former Women's Champion breaks up the argument by clotheslining them both.::

RJ: "Kaylyn Vaude settled that fight."

::She goes for the pin on Amy. However, Amy pulls her into a small package.::

RJ: "A small package. Amy could steal it right here."

ONE...

TWO...

RJ: "Kaylyn Vaude manages to kick out. That was close."

MS: "But it wasn't a three."

::Kaylyn manages to kick out and roll on to her butt. As she gets up, Sophie connects with a running dropkick to Kaylyn's face. As she lands, Amy Zing hits a corkscrew leg drop to Sophie. As Amy gets up, Aphrodite pulls her into a full nelson, trying to go for the slam, but she's blocked.::

RJ: "Aphrodite trying for some power here."

::Amy shoves Aphrodite into the corner, causing her to break the hold. Amy nails Aphrodite with a kick, causing her to slump in the corner. Amy backs away, the charges in, connecting with Mongoose Strikes Serpent.::

RJ: "Mongoose Strikes Serpent!"

MS: "Don't damage the face!"

::Amy rolls out of the corner and gets to her feet. Kaylyn charges in and nearly splits her in two with a spear.::

RJ: Amy Zing may be broken in half by that spear!"

MS: "That'd be kind of awesome, but very nasty and messy at the same time."

::As Kaylyn gets to her feet, Sophie connects with a Tornado DDT. She goes for the cover.::

RJ: "Sophie Hendrics from out of nowhere. She may have it here."

ONE...

TWO...

::Kaylyn kicks out.::

RJ: "Again, so close. These women want the win tonight."

MS: "Well obviously. No one wants to lose."

::Sophie gets to her feet. Amy Zing catches her with a hurricanrana pin.::

ONE...

RJ: "Quick as a cat, Amy with another cover."

TWO...

::Aphrodite breaks the pin with a Famouser.::

RJ: "Aphrodite is proving to be quite the opportunist here."

MS: "Well she would like a win. And hey, however you can get it. Which covers your dating life."

::Aphrodite waits for Sophie to get to her feet and then drives her down with an axe kick. She goes for the cover.::

RJ: "I don't need to date, I'm married. Is this it?"

ONE...

TWO...

RJ: "No. Kaylyn stops the three count."

MS: "Let the pretty girl win...of course...they are all pretty..."

RJ: “Don't drool...it's disgusting.”

::Kaylyn Vaude breaks the pin by pulling Aphrodite off Sophie. Aphrodite starts yelling at Kaylyn. The crowd gasps as she slaps the former Women's Champion.::

RJ: "Oh! Did you hear that slap?"

MS: "I think I've felt it."

::Kaylyn responds with a mandible claw.::

RJ: "Kaylyn with the mandible claw."

MS: "I'd be jealous of those fingers if it wasn't for the fact they've touched Chris Vaude."

::Aphrodite tries getting to the ropes, struggling against the hold.::

RJ: "Aphrodite makes it to the ropes, but Kaylyn still holding on."

MS: "She's got til five."

::Sophie manages to get to her feet, and charges in with a dropkick to Aphrodite, sending her through the ropes and breaking the hold.::

RJ: "Dropkick by Sophie, who gets dumped to the outside by Vaude."

MS: "Well, it works."

::Kaylyn responds by grabbing Sophie as she gets up and tossing her to the outside. Kaylyn steps through the ropes. She glances back, seeing Sophie and Aphrodite getting to their feet.::

RJ: "What is she doing here?"

MS: "Like anyone knows what women think?"

::From out of nowhere, Amy Zing comes running from across the ring and nails Kaylyn Vaude in the midsection with a suicide dive, which drives her into Aphrodite and Sophie Hendrics. Amy rolls a few feet away from the others down the ramp. The crowd cheers wildly.::

RJ: "Oh my God! That was one of the damnedest things I think we'll see tonight!"

MS: "That was crazy!"

::Slowly, somehow Amy gets to her feet. She manages to carry herself over to the others and rolls Kaylyn into the ring, sliding in after her.::

RJ: "How any of these women are standing is a mystery folks."

::On the outside, Aphrodite and Sophie manage to stir and get to their feet, Aphrodite pulls herself up to the apron first. Amy gets into position for the Jian Kick.::

RJ: "Amy can feel it."

::Kaylyn starts to rise. Amy Zing nearly decapitates her with a Jian Kick.::

RJ: "She may have just taken Kaylyn's head off with that kick!"

MS: "That hurts more every time I see it."

::Before Amy can make the pin, Aphrodite grabs her and drives her to the mat with Irresistible. She rolls her over for the cover.::

RJ: "Aphrodite has stolen this one with Irresistible."

ONE...

TWO...

::Sophie Hendrics comes off the top ropes with a beautiful Swanton bomb right on the back of Aphrodite, which breaks the pin.::

RJ: "A Swanton Bomb from out of nowhere!"

::'The Tortured Soul' covers Aphrodite.::

RJ: "Sophie goes for the cover."

ONE...

TWO...

THREE!

RJ: "She did it!

::Sophie Hendrics rolls off Aphrodite, and out of the ring, slumping against the apron. The referee slides out after her, raising her arm.::

HL: "Here is your winner...Sophie Hendrics!"

::"Decore" by Paramore plays over the arena. Sophie slowly gets to her feet, arm raised. The crowd cheers as she makes her way up the ramp.::

RJ: "These four women gave it their all, but in the end, Sophie Hendrics pulled out the victory."

MS: "She stole it."

RJ: "Well regardless, Sophie Hendrics now has a Women's Championship match waiting for her..

8-29-10

Sun, 03 Jun 2012 20:03:58 +0100

HL: “This match is scheduled for one fall and is for the ACW World Women's Championship! Our challenger is already in the ring...”

::For a moment there is silence, then what sounds like a static hiss before the first swell of her first theme with ACW comes up. The lights dim except for two strong white lights towards the ACW-Tron, and the bass line of her theme has obviously been augmented to seem more like an arena-wide heartbeat, a pulse of energy to flow across the audience.::

"We kiss...the stars.

We writhe...We are..."

HL: “Now entering the ring from Dayton, OH, wrestling out of Pismo Beach, CA...standing 5'8" and weighing in at 145 pounds, she is the reigning and defending ACW World Women's Champion...the HellKat...AURORA MATTHEWS!”

::Aurora appears at the top of the ramp, and the vid behind her on the tron shows several of her more high impact spots and counters along with all of her finishers on display, starting with the Killswitch and ending with The AntiVenom. Pure white crisp strobes flash over her, lighting her up from her boots to the collar of her black leather jacket, gleaming off of the decorations she's placed on it. A soft voice breaks through the music, her voice apparently.::

Voice: "We are..."

::The white lights on the ACW-Tron go black, and for a moment there is silence again, then the music swells up louder than before on the down beat of the chorus, when the word "Cold" is sung she then takes two charging steps towards the ring, stopping to put her hands up to lift her long golden blonde hair in its tight pony-tail and letting the curls tumble down her back before Aurora turns to watch as instead of her beloved husband Kaylyn Vaude joins her on the stage. As the chorus pumps through the PA system the pair head with a purpose towards the ring.::

"Cold, we're so cold.

We are...so cold, we're so cold.

Cold, we're so cold.

We are...so cold, we're so cold."

::When she hits the ring apron she jumps to grab the middle rope, using her momentum to bring her right up on the apron and then she turns to face the ramp, arms going up over her head. A slow backflip into the ring and she slips out of the jacket and flings it at one of the ring-handlers, moving to the center of the ring she lifts her arms up over her head again as she smiled at Kaylyn who enters the ring much more quietly to stand near her friend. Aurora undoes the belt from around her waist and holds it up overhead, the lights gleaming off the nameplate before she hands it down to the referee. He too holds it up so the crowd can see what is at stake here, and then hands it down to the timekeeper. Kaylyn briefly embraces Aurora and then glares at the masked woman she is facing before sliding out of the ring to take up her place in Aurora's corner. She set the bag she was carrying down next to her, and crossed her arms over her chest as she watched the action in the ring as the referee called for the bell.

The masked woman was quick out of the gate to move, hitting Aurora with a surprise Cobra punch before yanking her right arm forward and flipping her down to the mat with a Japanese armdrag. Bringing Aurora up the figure hit her with a hard Irish whip to the ropes but Aurora used that rebound to give her more speed as she hit a sharp bicycle kick right to the woman's chest and sent her flipping over backwards to the mat. Aurora rolled to her feet and laid vicious stomps to the woman's limbs starting with her right leg and working her way around the body, but before she could stomp her face the masked woman rolled out of the way and shakily to her feet. They locked up in the center of the ring and the masked woman backhanded Aurora only to be met in return by a European uppercut that staggered her back into the ropes.::

RJ: “Whoever it is under that mask seems to be doing pretty well for herself so far...”

MS: “I think that its more like a game of HellKat and mouse in there myself Robbie-Rob.”

RJ: “You just think you're so clever...jerk.”

::She held on a second then pushed herself off them, hitting Aurora with a short arm lariat that took her down and then zipped past her to shoot the ropes and as the HellKat rose she hit her with a one-handed bulldog and then floated over to attempt a pin.

ONE!

TW... kickout!

A solid right cross hit the masked woman in the mouth and she fell back holding her jaw as Aurora lashed out with her boot and caught her on the hand that cradled her face which made the woman scream out and roll away. She got to her feet and as Aurora closed in with her tried for a jumping roundhouse kick but Aurora dodged the move and grabbed the lead ankle, taking her down with a dragon screw and slamming her back to the mat.

Aurora drew her up and whipped her at the corner, hitting her with a missile dropkick that had her slumping to the mat with her arms on the middle strands. But when Aurora closed to kick her again the woman rolled to the side and caused Aurora to miss the move. Going up to her feet behind Aurora she grabbed her by the waist and pulled her into a German suplex, popped her hips as they hit the mat and then got her up for a second German suplex. The third however Aurora fought back hard with a pair of sharp elbows to the head and used her proximity to walk up the ropes and hit her modified Asai style DDT.::

RJ: “The Serpent's Kiss! This match could be over already!”

MS: “This is the HellKat after all...why isn't she going for the pin?”

::Aurora had started to turn to hook the leg but then looked over at Kaylyn and it was as if a light bulb went on. She drew up the groggy masked woman into a full nelson hold and then to the surprise of the crowd yanked her straight up and then came back down with her in a full nelson bomb! Kaylyn watched as Aurora hit the KV Bomb, a smirk across her face. Aurora went for the pin and Kaylyn jumped up on the apron in excitement...cheering Aurora on. The referee however saw Kaylyn jump up and stopped counting the pin going over to Kaylyn who looked to be in shock as he was telling her to get down, afraid that she was going to interfere...even though she had not attempted to get inside the ring at all.

Kaylyn jumped down off the apron and Aurora turned around, after standing and looked over at Kaylyn...her mouth moving and apparently she asked what the hell was Kay doing. Kaylyn's reply was inaudible, however Aurora turned back to the match. Kaylyn stood there on the the side of the ring, and out of no were she went from the hoodie and sweat pants, to stepping out of the pants as the hoodie was lifted up over her head. A baby-doll dress with an empire waist was what had been underneath, the hem was rather high on the thigh, which was probably to make up for the skin that was not showing around her mid-section. Purple in color, with black lacing around the waist was her choice of color, opposite of Aurora's usual Black with the purple lace. Stockings were knee high, and shoes... well seeing as she was in sweats it would have looked odd wearing heels so the black Reebok were what was on her feet. This process took a matter of seconds, having been well thought out, and Kaylyn slid under the ring quickly.::

RJ: “What just happened? Aurora had her!”

MS: “Did...oh my God she did, Kaylyn...is that Aurora's dress?”

::Her hand went to the one side of her leg, and from within the stocking she pulled out a pipe. Tapping Aurora on the shoulder with the pipe Kaylyn smiled as she turned around. Before Aurora could react Kaylyn had her lips on Aurora's, her hands holding Aurora's head there for a moment. Pulling back Kaylyn smirked still before tossing that pipe in the air, while Aurora was in shock. Catching the pipe she went and brought it into the gut of Aurora, driving all the wind out of her with instant pain showing on her face. Aurora was doubled over and Kaylyn's smile got wider still. Tucking Aurora's head between her legs Kaylyn wrapped her arms around Aurora's waist before lifting her into the air. Blowing a kiss up to her she brought Aurora down to the canvas with a KV Bomb. Aurora's opponent was laying there on the canvas and starting to stir, Kaylyn looked at Aurora before backing into the corner to watch the proceedings.

The masked woman, still groggy from the Serpent's Kiss, had enough in her to crawl over to Aurora's prone body and drape an arm across her chest. The referee didn't even bother to try and shoo Kaylyn from the ring before dropping down to make the count.::

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

::The bell sounds to end the match, but Heather Lee never has time to announce the masked woman as the winner. Instead, a kick to the gut had the person downed again before Kaylyn reached for the mask to uncover just who this was. Before she could grab the mask the 'Stalker' as Aurora called her, rolled out of the ring and ran towards the back. Kaylyn watched for a moment before turning around slowly to the fallen HellKat. Getting down on the canvas Kaylyn moved closer to Aurora before reaching out and moving Aurora's hair from her face. Leaning down she kissed her lips once more before sliding out of the ring. Grabbing her bag she pulled out a microphone and then pulled out something else.... but wait... how the hell?! She pulled out the doll that everyone seen her destroy long ago!::

RJ: “I don't believe what we're seeing here, after weeks of befriending Kaylyn Vaude, treating her like a sister...this is how she repays her? I just don't understand...”

MS: “She...she...she...KISSED AURORA! YES!”

RJ: “You are a sick and twisted man, Mitchell... Aurora might be hurt and that's all you can think about?”

MS: “I knew it! I knew you still liked her!”

Kaylyn: "Aurora... I am sure somewhere in that pretty little head you can hear me." ::Kaylyn was moving along the outside of the ring, Backing up towards the ramp to head towards the back, her steps were rather slow as she spoke though. "You are probably wondering just why I did that aren't you...what would she have done this for. The answer is rather simple Aurora. I was showing you something. No one can protect you like I can. You believe that Snake can protect you.. but it has been me protecting you all along. The only time you did not have protection...was when you were attacked in the back...Aurora...it was me who attacked you. I will personally send you the footage of it to prove it to you. Before I returned into the ring, I took you out. Before I left here...I said I was going to take out Toxic Melody...cancer or not...I did what I said I was going to do. Toxic Melody has been falling apart...and as long as I am here...there will be no Toxic Melody around to walk all over everyone. Don't get me wrong Aurora...I have come to know another side of you, and I enjoyed every moment of it...but a lesson had to be taught here and I hope you have been awakened."

::Kaylyn lowered the microphone for a moment and looked at the doll in her hand and seemed to be having a conversation for a moment. As she went to pull the microphone back up to her lips Chris Vaude came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her guiding her towards the back. He knew he had to get her out of sight before Snake found out what happened. The look on Chris's face was expressionless as he pulled Kaylyn through the curtain and out of sight.::

RJ: “What a sickening betrayal by Kaylyn...but at least we finally know who it was that attacked Aurora...”

MS: “That's not really important right now Robbie, I think you're right...I think Aurora is hurt. She may have hit her head on the pipe after Kaylyn power bombed her to the mat...”

::A trainer ran down to the ring and along with the referee to help Aurora to her feet and up the ramp to the back, the curtain whisked open for her as the cameras switched back to ringside.::

8-15-10

Sun, 03 Jun 2012 19:48:02 +0100

::When the cameras return to ringside, the teams of Kaylyn Vaude and Aurora Matthews and Sophie Hendrics and Dahlia in the ring. Carnage and Snake are standing near Dahlia and Aurora respectively. The two men are staring each other down. Chris Vaude is on the outside, not seeming that concerned.::

HL: "The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall...Introducing first, accompanied by World Heavyweight Champion The Fanged Entity Snake, from Pismo Beach, California weighing in at 135 pounds, she is our World Women's Champion, the HellKat...AURORA MATTHEWS! Teaming with her tonight accompanied by Chris Vaude, from Brooklyn New York weighing 120 lbs...KAYLYN VAUDE!"

RJ: "This match has a lot of factors involved in it. Any of three other women involved in this match could earn a shot at the Women's Championship."

MS: "Is it me, or does Chris Vaude seem totally uninterested in this match?"

RJ: "Matthews and Vaude are in similar attire tonight. Are we seeing a new team?"

MS: "Well it would be nice as Obsession seemed to fall through."

::Aurora and Kaylyn are indeed wearing matching outfits, Aurora in her usual black leather biker style jacket with HELLKAT across the shoulders, Kaylyn wearing a black leather hoodie jacket with THE PERFECT TEN across the shoulders, underneath these jackets both women are wearing a halter style top secured behind the neck and across mid-back but otherwise nearly backless, Aurora's has a royal purple snake up the front that ends just below the plunging neckline, Kaylyn's has a roman numeral for "ten" up the front of hers in black. Aurora is wearing her leather pants while Kaylyn opts for leather shorts, and both women are wearing similar boots and knee pads in matching colors and fingerless kickboxer-style gloves. A grin passes between the two as they slap hands before Snake holds Aurora up for the audience as spotlights beam down on the couple. When he sets her down she undoes the strap on her title belt and holds it up for the crowd before handing it over to the referee to hand to the timekeeper. As the music of "Cold" by Static-X layered over with Stone Sour's "Scars" fades, the arena lights dim surprisingly.::

HL: "And introducing the special guest referee..."

MS: "What? There was no note of this!"

::The entire arena darkens with the sound of Michaelina's voice echoing overhead. On the tron, the images of Michaelina in the various fights flashes overhead, using her finishing moves and taking the pins. Her arms raised up over her head as the crowds roared.::

Michaelina: "Living on the edge of Miraculous (miraculous)."

::The theme music "Whisper" by Unsun starts in with hard drums and guitar, and lights in white, blue and green flash in increments from one end of the stage all the way up to the entrance ramp in timed beats to the music tempo. Soft smoke slowly filters in from the sides of the entrance and down the ramp, where the lights catch the smoke in its rays and rolling towards the ceiling.::

HL: "Ladies and Gentlemen, from Las Vegas, Nevada, Living on the edge of Miraculous.. Michaaaaaelinaaaa!"

RJ: "Michaelina Summers is back!"

MS: "I thought she was abducted by Scathe or aliens or attacked by someone or something or hit by a bus or I don't know. What happened there?"

::Michaelina is dressed with a regulation ACW referee shirt altered to fit her curves becomingly, black hipster pants and low-heeled boots. She climbs the ring steps with a double handed wave to the cheering crowd before sliding between the top and middle strands. Coming into the center of the ring, she looks back and forth between the two teams. As Matthews and Vaude take off their jackets, looking wary of the referee, Snake and Carnage start staring each other down in the middle of the ring. The two men then begin arguing and are quickly near chest-to-chest as Snake mocks the shorter Carnage who shows no fear of the Animal of ACW.::

MS: "Here we go! Punk him out!"

RJ: "This could get ugly fast."

MS: "Let it!"

::Michaelina puts herself between the two of them. She points to Snake, then to Carnage, then to the back. There is a mixed reaction from the fans as she ejects the two. Dahlia's eyes go wide and she screams, only Sophie's hand on her arm keeps her in their corner and Aurora looks pissed. Snake and Carnage try arguing with Michaelina but she is having none of it. Aurora and Dahlia enter the ring. Michaelina is adamant. Snake and Carnage reluctantly exit the ring. As if to forestall more argument from the two she also leans over the top strand and gestures for Chris Vaude to join them in the back.::

MS: "Back for only a few minutes and already causing problems."

RJ: "Smart call by Summers."

::Michaelina signals for the bell.::

*DING! DING! DING!*

RJ: "Here we go! Dahlia and Aurora starting for their teams."

::Dahlia and Aurora lock up. Dahlia pulls Aurora into an armbar. She moves, trying to bite Aurora on the arm. The Women's Champion counters by slapping Dahlia hard.::

MS: "That'll leave a mark."

RJ: "Smart counter by the Women's Champion."

MS: "I know she's Snake's wife...but Dahlia is a precious rare delicate flower!"

::Aurora now counters with an armbar of her own. She pushes Dahlia into the ropes, then shoots her across the ring. Aurora flips Dahlia with a hiptoss.::

RJ: "Aurora taking control of this one."

::The ACW Women's Champion meets Dahlia with a kick to the gut and then connects with a jumping DDT. She immediately rolls into the cover.::

ONE...

TWO...

RJ: "And a kickout by Dahlia."

MS: "How dare she kick out of a DDT from Matthews."

::Dahlia kicks out. Aurora lifts her off the mat, pulling her into DDT position. Dahlia manages to counter into an armbar, biting Aurora. Michaelina is right there to warn Dahlia who stops biting and turns the armbar into a hammerlock. She breaks the hold, pushing Aurora away. As the Women's Champion turns around, she is caught by an enzuigiri kick.::

RJ: "That could create an opening for Dahlia."

MS: "I hope she's careful...I would hate to see Gothic Hot get hurt!"

::Dahlia grabs Aurora and shoots her into the ropes, catching her with a sidewalk slam. She quickly pulls the leg up for the cover.::

ONE...

TWO...

MS: "You can't count Aurora out. That's why she's the Women's Champion."

RJ: "Dahlia almost caught her by surprise."

MS: "Almost isn't a win."

::Aurora kicks out on the two. Dahlia quickly rolls to her feet, trying to lock Aurora into a single leg Boston crab. Aurora kicks her off. The ACW Women's Champion gets to her feet.::

RJ: "Nice counter by the champion."

::Dahlia whips Aurora into the corner. She charges in for a spear...at the last moment, Aurora moves out of the way. Dahlia hits the corner hard. She staggers out and right into an implant DDT. Aurora goes for the cover again.::

RJ: Dahlia took a hard impact on that ring post. And a DDT to follow."

ONE...

TWO...

::Sophie Hendrics runs in to make the save. Michaelina orders her out of the ring.::

RJ: "Sophie saved the match."

MS: "With a slow count like that? How could she not?"

RJ: "That wasn't a slow count."

::Aurora drags Dahlia to her corner. She tags in Kaylyn., who steps through the ropes and hits a leg drop. Kaylyn goes for a cover.::

ONE...

TWO...

MS: "Another slow count."

RJ: "Michaelina is calling this one down the middle."

::Dahlia somehow kicks out. Kaylyn looks at Michaelina, then lifts Dahlia off the mat, and drives her back down with a body slam.::

RJ: "Kaylyn Vaude firmly in control of this one."

MS: "That's why she's the Perfect Ten Robbie!"

::Turning Dahlia over, Kaylyn applies a chicken wing camel clutch. Dahlia struggles to break the hold, but Kaylyn has it on to tight.::

RJ: "Submission hold. This could end it."

::From out of nowhere, Sophie blasts Kaylyn with a running dropkick, breaking the hold and saving the match for her team. Michaelina orders her from the ring. Aurora charges in with a spinning heel kick to Sophie as she steps on the apron, knocking her to the outside. Michaelina starts yelling at Aurora, who goes back to her corner.::

RJ: "That was uncalled for."

MS: "After the cheap shot by Sophie?"

RJ: "She was helping her partner."

::Kaylyn gets to her feet. Dahlia slowly gets to hers. Kaylyn catches Dahlia by the throat, lifting her for a chokeslam. Dahlia manages to counter out of it and connect with a hurricanrana. She hooks the legs for the pin.::

RJ: "Dahlia with a sudden pin!"

ONE...

TWO...

::Kaylyn kicks out and quickly gets to her feet, blasting Dahlia with a dropkick.::

RJ: "And Kaylyn has taken control back in this match."

::Dahlia slowly tries to get to her feet. Kaylyn is right there with a bionic elbow. She grabs Dahlia, setting her up for a powerbomb. However, before he executes the move, Kaylyn notices something. A masked woman in a bodysuit appears at the top of the entry way.::

RJ: "Who is that?"

MS: I have no idea. Isn't someone else already doing the masked woman bit? I'm pretty sure they are. I don't want to get sued. I just bought a new car."

RJ: "It's a used car."

MS: "It's new to me."

::Turning her attention back to the match, Kaylyn hoists Dahlia up for the powerbomb. Dahlia fights back with a series of punches. Dahlia flips the move into a Frankensteiner, then connects with a spear as Kaylyn gets to her feet.::

RJ: "That distraction may have created the opening Dahlia and Hendrics need."

MS: "What is Michaelina doing?! This is terrible officiating."

::Slowly, Dahlia manages to reach her corner. Sophie Hendrics charges into the ring, catching Kaylyn with a float-over DDT. She shoots the ropes, waiting for Kaylyn to get to her feet. As Kaylyn does, Sophie connects with a Fame-Asser. She rolls Kaylyn over and goes for the cover.::

RJ: "Hendrics comes in on fire!"

ONE...

TWO...

::Not taking any chances Aurora runs into the ring to break the pin. She leaves the ring after breaking the pin.::

RJ: "Aurora might have saved the match for her team."

MS: "Fast count!"

::Sophie gets to her feet, shooting Kaylyn into the ropes. Aurora makes a blind tag. Sophie didn't catch it, going for a savate kick. Kaylyn manages to roll out of the way. Sophie misses the kick and staggers as she tries to recover. This allows Aurora to capitalize and connect with the Killswitch. She hooks the leg for the cover.::

RJ: "The Killswitch!"

ONE...

TWO...

::Dahlia tries to break the pin, but Kaylyn intercepts and stops her.::

THREE!

MS: "This one is over. Aurora and Vaude overcame some lousy officiating to pull off the win."

RJ: "What? Summers called it right down the middle! She did a fantastic job as a special referee."

::Aurora rolls off Sophie. Michaelina hands Aurora her title belt and raises her arm and then raises Kaylyn's before she leaves the ring.::

HL: "Here are your winners...the team of Kaylyn Vaude and the ACW Women's Champion Aurora Matthews!"

RJ: "You know any of the women in this match want that title."

7-25-10 pt 2

Sun, 03 Jun 2012 19:35:22 +0100

::Kaylyn rose up to her feet then and turned to the right, seeing Aurora waiting there with a sly half-smile on her plush lips. Then they both sort of laughed then Kaylyn, seemingly on impulse stepped forward, and extended her right hand to Aurora.::

RJ: “What the...I don't believe it! Kaylyn Vaude has said she's changed but this? What a display of sportsmanship!”

MS: “Aurora shook her hand! Who would have thought that could happen with the history they have?”

::After the handshake the two immediately set to, a backhand chop from Kaylyn reddening the pale flesh of Aurora's chest. Aurora grabbed her in a wristlock and twisted, but then reversed her grip and slung Kaylyn at the near ropes. As she rebounded Aurora caught her in the jaw and chest with a bicycle kick, both women hitting the mat hard. Kaylyn rolled to her side though, hardly out of the fight as she rose, Aurora went to her hands and knees and in one fluid motion launched herself at Kaylyn to hit that newly learned hurricanrana on her. Both back to the mat again Aurora went for the cover but Kaylyn fought her way out of Aurora's grip before the referee could even check the shoulders.

Pushing Aurora down to the mat she straddled her and hit her with instead of fists legal forearm shivers, and then drawing her up by the arm rather than the ponytail as she would have in the past, she got the HellKat up for a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker that had Aurora hissing in pain. Sliding her off she went for a cover, but before the referee could get a two count Aurora got a shoulder up with such force that she kept on rolling over.

On her belly she barely dodged the rising Kaylyn's knee strike, rolling to the side and to her feet and barely ducking Kaylyn's roundhouse kick attempt. When Kaylyn pursued though she walked right into three hard knees to the gut from Aurora, the crowd going wild at the Coil. But Kaylyn knew darn well what would follow that move and twisted and fought her way free of Aurora's hands, driving her back towards the turnbuckles nearby.::

RJ: “That was a close one for The Perfect Ten, the HellKat was surely going for The AntiVenom!”

MS: “Kaylyn is sure reminding this crowd why she was a Women's Champion here in ACW!”

::Kaylyn shoved her into the ropes and then yanked her forward, going to try and lift Aurora up for a spinning sit-out spinebuster but as the crowd exploded in surprised shouts Aurora got her feet on the ropes with her modified rope assisted Asai DDT, spinning them both around from the momentum as they landed, Vaude's head bouncing off the mat. Aurora moved her away from the ropes and hooked the leg, turning so her back was pressed to Kaylyn's chest, using her legs to help hold her down as the referee dropped and counted.::

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

RJ: “That was the Serpent's Kiss!”

MS: “That was the match, wasn't it?”

::The referee called for the bell as Aurora released Kaylyn and came up to her knees, the referee handing her the belt as Heather's voice came over the PA.::

HL: “And here is your winner and still ACW World Women's Champion, the HellKat...AURORA MATTHEWS!”

::”Cold” hit the speakers as Aurora rose to her feet, the referee lifting her right hand as Kaylyn got up, holding the back of her head a second before the two locked eyes. The referee seemed uncertain what was going to happen until Kaylyn gave Aurora an upnod of her chin and rolled out of the ring to let her celebrate her win.::

RJ: “An exciting and challenging match, but the crowd here has more excitement to come!”

MS: “That's right we have a big main event for this pay-per-view, and I for one can't wait.”

RJ: “Well you'll have to wait a few minutes, we have to break for a word from our sponsors!”

7-25-10

Sun, 03 Jun 2012 19:35:04 +0100

HL: “Our next match is a Six Woman Elimination Match and it is for the ACW World Women's Title!”

MS: “Oh boy I'm really looking forward to this one! Six hot ladies all trying to brutalize each other in pursuit of the top honor in their division! Its every man's fantasy!”

RJ: “You realize that one of those women is Snake's wife, you saw what Carnage said to Snake over Dahlia, and I'm pretty sure Sammi Summers has extra beanbags for that shotgun...let alone how Voland is about his girlfriend and sister, and Chris Vaude is not a little man.”

MS: “See? Look at all the men that agree!”

RJ: “You're insane.”

::Evanescence's Missing comes over the PA without words at first, as the stage went dark and the purple glow of blacklights came up. The curtain shifts and then Dahlia is there, though before she steps out fully exposed the lights come up and you can see Carnage behind her. Still showing against her pale skin are the marks of her earlier run-in with Snake, and Carnage whispers to her and pats her hair soothingly.::

“Please, please forgive me,

But I won't be home again.

Maybe someday you'll look up,

And, barely conscious, you'll say to no one:

Isn't something missing?...”

RJ: “I'm surprised that she's still going to compete in this match considering what happened when she ran into your personal hero, Mitchell.”

MS: “Poor Dahlia, she's a rare and precious orchid, someone that delicate should be protected so she doesn't have accidents like that happen to her!”

HL: “From Pine Ridge Florida, standing at 5'6 and weighing in at 130 pounds, being escorted to the ring by ACW's Survivor Champion "The Guardian Angel" Carnage, she is Gothic Hot... DAHLIA!”

“Even though I'm the sacrifice,

You won't try for me, not now.

Though I'd die to know you love me,

I'm all alone.

Isn't someone missing me?

And if I bleed, I'll bleed,

Knowing you don't care.

And if I sleep just to dream of you

I'll wake without you there,

Isn't something missing?

Isn't something...”

RJ: “Accident...you really do have a skewed worldview don't you Mitchell.”

MS: “Hush, here comes the next one!”

::Twelve seconds into the opening of "Wish You Were Here" by Incubus, Brianna D'Angelo steps out onto the stage. She lifts her hands into the air to try and prompt the crowd into cheering before making her way down the ramp. Eagerly slapping hands with the fans reaching out for such attention, especially children, there is a bright smile ever-present on her face.::

HL: “From Charleston South Carolina, standing at 5'4 and weighing in at 121 pounds, she is the Golden Angel...BRIANNA D'ANGELO!”

::When she reaches the ring, she darts up the stairs and steps in between the ropes, raising her arms into the air again as she walks to the middle of the ring. Walking over to the ring ropes, she steps up on the bottom and middle strands, flashing another pretty smile for the crowd before going to her corner to await the start of the match.::

RJ: “She's just a little ray of sunshine isn't she? Look at that happy smile.”

MS: “A happy smile and a good attitude will get you a cup of coffee if you add a buck fifty to it, Robbie-O!”

::The opening drums of "Discipline" by Nine Inch Nails start up as the lights go down and the blue and neon green strobes illuminate the fog that begins pouring in. A quick flash of white strobe momentarily blinds all vision for a brief moment and once it clears Tee is standing in front of the curtain, arms raised wide with middle fingers extended and head tilted back as if in defiance to the world in general. Brian Harris appears on stage with her and wearing the Church of Anarchy shirt with its Anarchy symbol to escort Tee. After a few seconds she confidently stalks down to the ring, randomly pointing at nearby members of the crowd and making various decidedly unladylike gestures.::

RJ: “Well here comes a woman that I'm not quite sure knows how to smile...”

MS: “And you talk about me running my mouth?”

“Am I

Am I still tough enough?

Feels like I'm wearing down, down, down, down, down

Is my viciousness

Losing ground, ground, ground, ground ground?

Am I taking too much

Did I cross a line, line, line?”

HL: “From Erie, Pennsylvania, standing at 5'10 and weighing in at 146 pounds, being escorted to the ring by Brian Harris, she is the Vision of Vehemence... TEE VOLAND!”

::Reaching the ring, Tee takes her time mounting the stairs as Brian stops about halfway down the ramp and folds his arms to wait.::

“I need my role in this

Very clearly defined.”

::Stepping between the top and middle ropes, she slowly turns as she crosses the ring to climb the opposite post as the chorus kicks in to taunt the crowd before doing a backflip from the second turnbuckle at the last line.::

“I need your discipline

I need your help

I need your discipline

You know once I start I cannot help myself.”

RJ: “Well what's he waiting on?”

MS: “Are you questioning the actions of the Chief Inquisitor of the Church of Anarchy?”

RJ: “It disturbs me deeply that you remembered that.”

HL: “From Chicago Illinois, standing at 5'4 and weighing in at 125 pounds, also being escorted to the ring by Brian Harris...”

::As “Spellbound” by Lacuna Coil cues up, the arena lights come up medium strength and two large spotlights focus on the entrance at the top of the ramp. Megan strides confidently out to the middle of the pools of light, and she waves to the crowd. She is wearing black leather shorts and a tight white t-shirt along with black wrestling boots and matching Muay thai gloves, elbow and knee pads, her hair swept back in a long thick braid. Striding confidently down the ramp as a row of pyro flashes up in blue, green, and white in a strip down towards the stage Megan poses and then ignores the crowd. Brian joins her and then walks her the rest of the way down, while on the screen behind them will play pictures of Megan in her ACW matches, kickboxing, training and a few of the finishers that got her the wins she has had since she began competing.::

“Tell me who you are. I am spellbound

You cannot have this control on me

Everywhere I go I am spellbound

I will break the spell you put on me.”

HL: “She is ACW's own Firecracker... MEGAN HARRIS!”

::Megan moves up to the apron and places her hands there, pushing up on them she slides forward under the bottom rope and then pushes up, arching her back and displaying the toned muscles of her arms and the flexibility of her body as she does so. Springing up her arms lift towards the lights and she turns, waving to the crowd as her music fades and she takes her own spot in one of the far corners, that Harris smirk turned towards her opponents.::

RJ: “This was a welcome return to ACW, delightful to have Kaylyn Vaude back in competition.”

MS: “You only like her because she follows the rules now and got soft!”

RJ: “Tell someone she just got done hitting she got soft.”

MS: “Yeah, yeah, yeah. But I still liked it when she'd beat on someone with brass knuckles or a pipe!”

::The arena goes black, and purple lighting seems to be coming from every direction flashing around as the instrumental to Stone Sour's 'Made of Scars' begins to play over the Arena's PA system. ::

“This one came from looking

This one opened twice

These two seem as smooth as silk, flush against my eyes

This one needed stitches and

This one came from rings

This one isn't even there, but I feel it more because you don't care”

HL: “From Brooklyn New York, standing at 5'6 tall and weighing in at 120 pounds, being escorted to the ring by her husband and manager Chris Vaude, she is The Perfect Ten... KAYLYN VAUDE!”

“Yeah, Cut right into me

Yeah, Cause I am Made Of Scars

Yes I am made of scars.”

::As she moves down the ramp way Chris Vaude comes out from behind the curtain and his longer strides have him caught up with her in no time as she stopped half way down the ramp.::

“This one had it coming

This one found a vein

This one was an accident, but never gave me pain

This one was my fathers and

This one you can't see

This one had me scared to death,

But I guess I should be glad I'm not dead!”

“And I will find a way

Everything you are I will betray

Oooh, I swear that I will find a way

Everything you are's inside me”

“Yeah, Cut right into me

Yeah, Cause I am made of scars

Yes, I am made of scars

That's what I'm made of!”

::As the last lyrics of the song played out, and the lighting returned to its norm, Kaylyn focuses and awaits the match to start.::

RJ: “Be that as it may, you cannot say with a straight face that Kaylyn isn't pound for pound one of the toughest ladies to ever compete in an ACW ring.”

MS: “Just hush, stop trying to make sense. Besides, you know who's next!”

“We kiss...the stars.

We writhe...We are...”

HL: “Now entering the ring from Dayton Ohio, wrestling out of Pismo Beach, California...standing 5'8" and weighing in at 145 pounds, she is the reigning and defending ACW World Women's Champion...the HellKat...AURORA MATTHEWS!”

Voice: “We are...”

::The white lights on the ACW-Tron go black, and for a moment there is silence again, then the music swells up louder than before on the down beat of the chorus, when the word "Cold" is sung she then takes two charging steps towards the ring, stopping to put her hands up to lift her long golden blonde hair in its tight pony-tail and letting the curls tumble down her back as the chorus pumps through the PA system. Aurora then walks with purpose towards the ring, green eyes focused and cold as she surveys the women waiting below.::

“Cold, we're so cold.

We are...so cold, we're so cold.

Cold, we're so cold.

We are...so cold, we're so cold.”

RJ: “Like her behavior outside of the ring or not, which I do not, you can't deny that this woman has made an impact during her second reign as World Women's Champion.”

MS: “The only one in denial around here is you, Robbie-Rob. Aurora Matthews was schooled in the art of ring domination by the best in the business, and her record proves it.”

::Aurora took a few moments to acknowledge the fans who are there for her, especially children or people with signs made to support her and her husband or Toxic Melody before turning her attention to the referee, handing him the title belt with an intense look on her lovely face. Brian Harris took up a spot near the corner that Tee and Megan were standing in, Chris Vaude did the same near Kaylyn and Carnage got a chair from the timekeeper and sat near the announce table, after the match he'd gone through earlier he deserved the break! The referee did a quick run down of the rules of the match and then signaled for the bell. Immediately Aurora stepped to Tee and they locked up, Tee's height giving her a bit of advantage as she turned the hold into a standing wristlock, but Aurora's agility let her counter out of that and sling the taller woman towards the ropes, hitting her with a missile dropkick as she came back on the rebound. When Tee staggered back Aurora rolled to her feet and hit her with a high kick and pulled off a legsweep DDT that took the taller woman right to the mat hard.

Before Aurora could even attempt a pin however Megan was there with one of her Muay thai moves, a down roundhouse kick that hit Aurora square in the side and then she did a forward flip over the downed pair and went towards the ropes to rebound off them intending to come back on Aurora with a swinging neckbreaker as she rose up, but Brianna joined the fray just before Megan could grab Aurora, catching her around the waist and lifted her up, using her momentum to spin them both back around and drop Megan towards the ropes. Megan barely got her hands up in time to keep her throat from striking the top rope, but still bounced off out of her own control and dropped to the mat.

As Brianna moved in on Megan, Tee kipped up to her feet only to end up on the wrong end of Kaylyn's Vectonator DDT, as the crowd went nuts cheering and screaming. Dahlia then made her presence known with a move no one had seen from her before, she leaped up onto the top turnbuckle and jumped off with a 450 senton splash that took out both Brianna and Megan, leaving all three women in a tangled heap on the mat.::

RJ: “This is insane! Who knew Dahlia could do that? And what about Brianna, Megan's not easy to manhandle that way!”

MS: “This isn't insane this is great!!”

::Being brought back down to the mat in jarring fashion wasn't enough to stop Tee however, and she used those long legs to shove Aurora back when she came at her again and scrambled to her feet just in time to sidestep the spinning heel kick aimed at her head from Kaylyn who was grinning with enjoyment. Tee grappled with Aurora and lashed out with one of those heavy-booted legs to catch Kaylyn in the gut, releasing Aurora Tee took a couple of forearm smashes until she grabbed Matthews into a tilt-a-whirl that ended with her slammed hard to the mat.

Tee quickly followed for the first pin attempt of the match but she didn't get the leg locked in and Aurora shoved her off with a twist of her hips and used that motion to bring one of her toned legs up to kick her square in the back between her shoulder blades, Tee yelling a bit with surprise at the impact. Kaylyn was quick to follow that up with a high knee to nearly the same spot with an impact that was easily heard out into the audience and Voland arched up and writhed as she fell back to the mat afterward. Megan had managed to get up then and was stalking Kaylyn when Tee sat up and Aurora launched herself for another missile dropkick, but Tee dropped down flat and the move missed. Aurora rolled back to her feet easily, barely winded thus far from the exchanges.

As Dahlia and Brianna were now rolling around on the mat exchanging chops as Brianna tried to lock on a bodyscissors, Tee rose back to her own vertical base and faced off Kaylyn after meeting Megan's eyes behind her, the pair of women engaged in a flurry of punches, Vaude peppering Tee with legal punches while Voland was using closed hands. Just as it seemed that Kaylyn might be gaining the upper hand Megan struck, hitting Kaylyn with a series of straight knee strikes to the side that had Kaylyn wincing away. Neither woman was paying attention to Aurora, who capitalized with a sharply executed half-nelson driver, slamming Megan to the mat on her back hard.::

RJ: “Tee attempted a pin but I guess you could call that Aurora kicking out with authority...”

MS: “Megan's wishing she'd left Kaylyn alone right about now!”

::As soon as Tee was off her, Kaylyn rounded on Megan pissed off, Megan rising to her feet unsteadily as Dahlia and Brianna broke apart as they were in the ropes. Dahlia dodged a spinning heel kick from the freed up Tee, catching her ankle and wrenching it hard though Tee was able to zip her to the side of the head with an enzuigiri. She didn't let Tee's leg go however, yanking her forward by it then releasing it only to get her in a front facelock, as she pivoted the 180 degrees to the three-quarter position and then dropping down to a sitting position and forcing Tee's jaw to drop down on her arm. Floating over she hooked Tee's leg as the referee dropped down for the count.::

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

HL: “Ladies and gentlemen Tee Voland has been eliminated!”

RJ: “Dahlia got her with the Dead Spin!”

MS: “Forget the precious orchid look what Kaylyn's doing!”

::Megan had managed to fight out of Kaylyn's relentless assault, shoving her down as she ran for the ropes, coming back in the springboard elevated spear she called the Firecracker Special as Kaylyn rose. But Kaylyn was a ring veteran and that sort of sixth-sense told her danger was on the way, as she turned she dodged to the side and caught Megan with a surprise belly-to-belly suplex and planted her hard on the mat. Kaylyn was quick to hook the leg and she also took Megan's left arm and put it over her head, the left arm held making it harder for Megan to try and kick out of course. The referee was just as fast to drop to count though he did have to duck past where Aurora had just Irish whipped Dahlia at the ropes.::

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

HL: “Megan Harris has been eliminated!”

RJ: “I don't know what Kaylyn calls that but I call it impressive!”

MS: “It just goes to show that even a softer, gentler Kaylyn still has the impact of a Mack Truck!”

::Brianna slid past Dahlia just as they both hit the ropes, Dahlia grabbing the top strand and one leg flung out tripping the fast rebounding Brianna. As she fell she managed to pull an impressive Pele kick out of the fall that had Dahlia sagging at the ropes, rolling to her feet slowly but smoothly Brianna turned and found herself face to face with the HellKat who had been waiting for her prey to return from the ropes.

Clearly not picky about who she caught, she dodged a clothesline from behind from a running Kaylyn and then grabbed Brianna in a quick front facelock, jumping down onto her back as she swung her long gorgeous legs forward to bend D'Angelo and she drove her down to the mat face first with a solid snap DDT. The referee was watching Dahlia and Kaylyn lock up but turned just as Aurora rolled Brianna over for the cover, and he ran to drop down and count.::

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

HL: “Brianna D'Angelo has been eliminated!”

RJ: “A good job by the lovely Swan herself, there's a girl with a future in the women's division in ACW!”

MS: “Aurora proving once again that there isn't a DDT that she doesn't like...OH what a shot by Dahlia, but Kaylyn seems to be fired up by it rather than stopped!”

::Gothic Hot had gotten The Perfect Ten with a single knee facebreaker, and while she reeled back instead of crumpling Kaylyn got good and motivated instead. The pair exchanged chops as Aurora watched, sizing them up and seeming to wait for her prime opportunity. Kaylyn went for a front kick that Dahlia caught under one arm, sweeping the planted ankle and turning her into a single-leg Boston crab. Kaylyn shouted in anger and shoved up from the mat hard with her hands, then suddenly tucking her shoulder and flipping over, sending Dahlia hurtling towards the ropes chest first.

As she rebounded back she turned, but Kaylyn had lunged up from the mat and caught her around the neck and used the momentum of both of them to spin Dahlia around with her vicious 180 degree tornado DDT. Gothic Hot hit the mat with stunning force and Kaylyn was quick to roll her over and cover, hooking the leg as the referee got down for the count.::

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

HL: “Dahlia has been eliminated!”

MS: “Noooo! Dahlia!”

7-18-10

Sun, 03 Jun 2012 19:28:49 +0100

HL: “Our next match is set for one fall with a 30-minute time limit.”

RJ: “And is one that many people, ourselves included, have been looking forward to for some time!”

MS: “For once, we're in full agreement! Just keep your eyes on the ring and you'll see why!”

HL: “Introducing first...”

HL: “...lead to the ring by the ACW Survivor Champion, Carnage...from Pine Ridge, Florida and weighing in at 130 pounds...Gothic Hot...DAHLIA!”

"Please, please forgive me,

But I won't be home again.

Maybe someday you'll look up,

And, barely conscious, you'll say to no one:

Isn't something missing?"

RJ: “No comments on the kiss, Mitchell. We're here to call the match.”

MS: “Speak for yourself, Robbie. But knowing her opponent's tendencies with a previous rival, maybe we'll see another anyway.”

"Even though I'm the sacrifice,

You won't try for me, not now.

Though I'd die to know you love me,

I'm all alone.

Isn't someone missing me?

And if I bleed, I'll bleed,

Knowing you don't care.

And if I sleep just to dream of you

I'll wake without you there,

Isn't something missing?

Isn't something..."

RJ: “Only you would remember something like that and try to insert it into this...”

HL: “And now, introducing her opponent...”

::The arena goes black, and purple lighting seems to be coming from every direction flashing around as the instrumental to Stone Sour's “Made of Scars” begins to play over the Arena's PA system. ::

“This one came from looking

This one opened twice

These two seem as smooth as silk, flush against my eyes

This one needed stitches and

This one came from rings

This one isn't even there, but I feel it more because you don't care"

HL: “...making her ACW return and led to the ring by Chris Vaude, she hails from Brooklyn, New York and weighs in at 120 pounds...the Perfect Ten...KAYLYN VAUDE!”

“Yeah, cut right into me

Yeah, cause I am made of scars

Yes, I am made of scars"

RJ: “And what an ovation for the returning former World Women's Champion!”

::As she moves down the ramp way Chris Vaude comes out from behind the curtain and his longer strides have him caught up with her in no time as she stopped half way down the ramp.::

MS: “Who ever thought they'd see her again in an ACW ring? But no matter your previous opinion of her, if you're a fan of this company and this business, you're happy to have her back!”

"This one had it coming

This one found a vein

This one was an accident, but never gave me pain

This one was my fathers and

This one you can't see

This one had me scared to death,

But I guess I should be glad I'm not dead!"

RJ: “Without question, partner! But this is a tall task for the returning Kaylyn! Dahlia's on a hot streak as of late!”

MS: “A Gothic Hot streak!”

“And I will find a way

Everything you are I will betray

Oooh, I swear that I will find a way

Everything you are's inside me"

"Yeah, cut right into me

Yeah, cause I am made of scars

Yes, I am made of scars

That's what I'm made of!"

::As the last lyrics of the song played out, and the lighting returned to its norm, Kaylyn focuses and awaits the match to start. She needs not wait long as Official Mike Seever calls both women to the middle of the ring to go down the rules. Chris and Carnage merely glance at each other, not about to start anything and take the spotlight away from their charges. Once they leave the ring, Kaylyn and Dahlia back off as Seever calls for the bell.::

*DING!* *DING!* *DING!*

RJ: “A little bit of observation to start with as the women circle one another...but there's the lock-up! Kaylyn despite her slighter build has the leverage advantage and pushes Dahlia back into the ropes!”

MS: “I think...yes, that was a clean break...and quite a shot of those torsos...”

RJ: “Watch it, happy boy...”

MS: “All right, all right. They lock up again and Kaylyn breaks it up with a hard chop to the, um, chest of Dahlia...and follows with a second!”

::Dahlia weathers the blows and comes back fighting, using hard punches to batter her returning opponent. Kaylyn covers up as Seever steps in to warn Gothic Hot off about the repeated fist and close-to-closed fists. Dahlia brushes him off and that provides Vaude with an opening, allowing her to hit an STO and go for an early pin.

“One...two...”

Dahlia kicks out with defiance but nearly takes a backflip kick from Vaude. The Perfect Ten lands on her feet but even that amazing show of dexterity leaves her out of sorts for a few seconds and Gothic Hot is quick to capitalize. A boot to the gut followed by a vertical suplex and a float-over into a pin...

“One...two...”

...gets the undefeated superstar a two-count of her own. Another lock-up sees both women change positions against the ropes several times before Kaylyn backs Dahlia into the turnbuckles. Referee Seever against breaks it up and Vaude looks ready to take a cheap shot over his head...but relents. Dahlia doesn't think twice, though, bursting out of the corner and spearing Kaylyn to the mat.::

RJ: “Not much in the way of ring rust on Kaylyn, but Dahlia's been going at it week after week. Stamina is likely to be the issue here.”

MS: “Could very well be.”

RJ: “Wait...I said stamina. No sex joke for that?”

MS: “Well, I wasn't thinking that, but now...”

RJ: “...and Puddin' Head Jones blows it again...”

::The spear knocks the wind out of Kaylyn and Gothic Hot proceeds to mount her form throwing wild shots. It isn't the strength of the blows but the number of them. Vaude gets her arms up and blocks several before Seever's count reaches four and that, coupled with Carnage's instructions from outside, prompts Dahlia to back off a bit. Kaylyn rolls to the apron and out of the ring, on a knee on the outside as Chris comes over to encourage her. Seever never makes it to two before Kaylyn rolls back in and locks up with Dahlia anew.

A wristlock almost does the task on its own of calming down Gothic Hot, but she reverses the hold quickly enough and yanks hard on Kaylyn's arm. Still, Vaude manages to reverse it and turn it into a hammerlock. Dahlia's attempted reversal results in Kaylyn shoving her into the ropes and clamping on a rear naked choke when Gothic Hot rebounds. The Perfect Ten drops to her back and brings her unorthodox opponent with her, locking on a bodyscissors and going for the early submission win.::

MS: “She's looking to finish things off right here and Carnage is about to freak out!”

RJ: “Chris Vaude's cheering his lady on, but Dahlia is refusing to give up...and she manages to get Kaylyn onto her side and to get a foot on the ropes! Seever forces Kaylyn to break!”

MS: “Talk about close!”

::Some of that old fire was in the Perfect Ten's eyes as she sat up, staring at Dahlia who was trying to get her breathing under control following the attempted submission. Vaude was in no mood to wait, however, and pulled Dahlia up by the hair and cinched her in for a vertical suplex. Gothic Hot blocks both attempts and busts out, using an overhead chop to buy herself a moment. A jumping reverse STO follows after a short running start and Dahlia attempts another pin...

“One...two...t-”

...only to have Kaylyn roll the shoulder up. Undeterred, Dahlia keeps up the pressure with a tight armbar on the mat, clamping down with both hands and teeth on the wing of Vaude. A surprised yelp of pain precedes Vaude grabbing Dahlia by the hair and trying to pull her out of biting range...but it only draws the ire of the official. Finally both women let go and Kaylyn pushes up to her feet, using a surprise closed fist to the jaw that makes Gothic Hot release her wing.::

MS: “Watch out for those fangs! Y'know...unless she's going for the neck or something.”

RJ: “I have only myself to blame. Regardless, Kaylyn's starting to show some of that dark side again...”

MS: “Her dark side is her best side!”

::Thinking the same thing after backing off, Gothic Hot and the Perfect Ten collide mid-ring with a double-clothesline. Seever begins a ten -count but only makes it to three before the girls are up on their needs and chopping the hell out of each other. Dahlia's pale skin shows off more of the effects than Kaylyn's tanned flesh but the expressions on both their faces tell the tale for all to see. Up to her feet first, a front kick gives Dahlia some time and she hits the ropes for more momentum. Kaylyn's up quick and turns her inside out with a spinning neckbreaker but can't capitalize long enough to make a pin.

With both Chris and Carnage trying to draw the fans into it as a form of support for their charges, both women get up and start trading fists. Kaylyn ducks a wild shot and delivers a kick to the stomach of Dahlia before following with a bionic elbow and a chokeslam. The pin has no effect due to Dahlia grabbing the bottom rope and it is then that frustration starts to show a bit. Gothic Hot expertly takes advantage of this and narrowly avoids another Vaude clothesline and hitting a single-knee facebreaker followed by a swinging fisherman's suplex and following with a pin.::

“One...two...thr-”

RJ: “Close!”

MS: “Very close...Dahlia almost pulled it off there. But Kaylyn's tough upon tough.”

RJ: “She is at that. Ask any of her opponents and they'll tell you just how tough!”

::Dahlia is relentless and strikes with another jumping reverse STO, this time with more of a running start, before attempting the pin. But in the same fashion that she avoided a pin earlier, Kaylyn uses a veteran move and moves her foot under the bottom rope, prompting Seever to deny Dahlia the pin. Infuriated briefly, Dahlia grabs Kaylyn by the hair and pulls her up, shoving her into the corner and tearing into her with punches and chops. Kaylyn weathers the storm and when Dahlia goes for a Frankensteiner, Vaude hangs on to the top strand which causes Gothic Hot to slam back to the mat hard.

Rolling Dahlia up and somehow avoiding the urge to use the ropes, the Perfect Ten attempts a pin.

“One...two...th-”

The count is almost as close as the last attempt but isn't enough. Vaude hits the second rope for an Asai moonsault but the end result is the same: a close-but-no-cigar pin attempt. Chris calls out to her to keep her temper in check and she manages all right. Carnage is exhorting Dahlia to get back up, too, and she's working on it by pulling herself up via the ropes while Vaude stalks in the background. The moment Dahlia turns around, Kaylyn attempts to serve up a running front kick. Dahlia shows off her flexibility by using a split to avoid the move and bouncing back up...and when Kaylyn turns, Gothic Hot nails the Dead Aim!::

RJ: “How the hell did she do that?!”

MS: “We ask that question every week and never get an answer! I'll just enjoy it!”

RJ: “Here's the pin!”

“One...two...three!”

*DING!* *DING!* *DING!*

HL: “Ladies and gentlemen, your winner...DAHLIA!”

::Carnage rolls into the ring to raise the arm of Dahlia while she sits up after the win, looking a little winded but no less ecstatic. From outside the ring, Chris helps Kaylyn out under the bottom rope and starts to lead her to the ramp. The Perfect Ten pauses long enough to briefly applaud her opponent, then makes her way backstage with Carnage and Dahlia soon to follow.::

MS: “Not the most victorious return match in history, but Kaylyn was almost at 100% from the get-go and that's saying something.”

RJ: “Considering her level before leaving and her accomplishments, I agree. She'll be back on top before anyone knows it. And Dahlia continues her undefeated streak!”

MS: “Think she'll find that woman and celebrate with a...”

RJ: “Moving on!”