Post by theace on Jul 19, 2008 2:24:39 GMT -4
[shadow=yellow,left,300]THE ACE reality show [/shadow]
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The camera is focused on the ACE in his locker room. Smiling with a cheese eating grin. His face almost looks like it hurts from the extreme flexing of his ear to ear workout. A smile does wonders...some people when they are down, seeing another person smile lifts them up. That same situation can really piss an individual off extremely. Some people melt when they see children smile, and others hearts beat rapidly when the sight of an attractive member of the opposite sex walks by, same rings true for the other side of that coin as well. When people like Sabur, Tony, and Kenny Lambardo see a member of the same sex, they can't help but grin. So what you ask is this all about, why all this talk about smiles, what you say brings this smile to the face of the ACE. Lets rewind a bit. Last week Austin Daniels wasn't smiling during his match with John Green. When Green drive his skull in for a hole in one, slamming him neck first into a trash can full of weaponry, and finally coming to rest off the stage barreling through a flaming table in a heap of shattered wood. All that the ACE pulled through for a pin, and was crowned the new Xtreme Champion, yet still no smiles. This man had just went through hell to achieve his first bit of APW gold, at the expense of his body, and possibly John Green's career. All this going on, fresh after the death of a fellow wrestler. Many people in the industry have suffered tragedy, and their lives have been cut short. The rather sad fact of this death was the direction her life could have been going, maybe with a few more bumps in the road this women could have brought together everything in her life, her child, and her new husband, her career, but all ended in an instant. With all deaths, come rebirths...on last weeks Overdrive the rebirth of the Xtreme Division has been delivered, with the conclusions of one hell of a match, the ACE thought to himself as he was being tended to, about what he has to offer APW, what he can do for the division he has just been crowned champion of. As the medical trainers of APW stitch the man together, clean, and bandage other wounds, and put burn cream on the slight charing of his skin, the ACE is overwhelmed with happiness yet still cannot smile. Then the informing of his first title defense, against the one and only Twister. Twister the legendary figure the ACE had watched, and recently become friends with. The ACE not only has to stand across the ring against this man, but in a hardcore, xtreme rules match. The ACE then thinks to himself about the match that him, and his opponent can put on for the fans, for the management, and for themselves. He knows in his heart of hearts that him and Twister not only have the capabilities to steal the show, but to burn the fucker to the ground. This pleases the new champion very much, but yet still unable to smile. Fast forward to the present time, and just seconds before the xtreme smile has come over him, he was at half smirk when the package was delivered to his locker room. It then grew a little more as he opened the box, pulling out a suit case, then the smile grew even more as the clicking of the case as it is open. The ACE's face then lites up from not only his smile but the gleaming of gold. His new freshly designed, custom Xtreme title he had made for himself is here. The camera looking in close as the ACE lifts it out of the case. The leather of the title is brilliant white, while the center plate gleaming of gold, with perfectly placed princess cut diamonds encrusted around the title. Four ace cards spread out, imprinted in the gold, and the name plate not replaceable, simply a permanent fixture spelling out the ACE in Ruby's across the bottom of the new strap. The ACE then puts the title over his right shoulder, looking down at it, as the locker room door is opened and in walks the man himself Twister.
"Wow...nice strap...must have cost a pretty penny"
"Yeah well...it's all worth it, besides I got plenty of funds to go around."
"Well since your so loaded, I guess drinks are on your tonight."
"Cool with me...so later on....one more time hunh."
"Yeah looks like you got your wish kid...you get to team with the Twist once more"
"Yep the Wild Card and the Natural Disaster, and a dude in a dress."
The two just shrug at each other, as Twister grabs the title of of Austins shoulder looking at his new piece of hardware.
"Careful with that."
"Go easy kid...this isn't the first title I have ever grabbed, but it's just a shame that when I beat your for this title at the PPV, I'll be subjected to carry around the trash can lid"
Snagging his title back
"Well first you will not be beating me at the PPV, secondly it may be a long time before any one ever see's that trash can lid again as long as I'm champ, thirdly...you just don't go around pawing up other guy's titles."
"Ok..Ok...just relax...so what you feel like drinking later"
"All that enters this body as far a liquid is water, and Budweiser, simple as that, far as you...it doesn't matter what your drinking later, cause it's all on me."
"Sweet...well I'll see you out there kid."
Twister then leaves the locker room, as the ACE has a seat holding his title in front of him. Looking at the title like he was mesmerized by it, almost under a spell. While in trapped by the glare of the title, the ACE didn't even realize that Phil had just walked into the locker room, followed by a camera man. Phil then knocks on the door getting the attention of Austin Daniels who then stands up, putting the title over his shoulder, cause when you are a champion that feeling never gets old.
"Welcome Phil, glad you just let yourself in, and this cameraman...he needs to go."
"What?"
"Thats right...I have my own camera man Dave, and unless involved in a match the ACE only appears on the ACE's camera, so fucking hit the bricks jabrone"
Dave, the ACE's cameraman kicks the competitor on the ass as he leaves the locker room, he then focuses in on Phil holding a mic, and the ACE Austin Daniels
"Alright folks I'm here with...."
"No I'm here with Phil, the man who holds the mic oh so sweet, the only one who grips a stick better then that is Cindy Shannon."
Phil The loosens up his grip on the mic
"NOW since you are here lets get right into it, first take a gander at not only the new Xtreme Champion, but the ACE of all title belts my new custom champioship....ok thats enough focus your eyes up here, now I did what I said I would simply put lay it all on the line, my hats off to John Green, I think we put on a hell of a show, and I hope you heal up soon, but back to my promise, that promise was that through all the pain, all the damage, all the brutality, I would have just enough to cover up for a pin, and thats what I did. I wouldn't say I was better then Green, hell he took me to the limits, but the simple fact is that I out lasted the Headsplitter, the Retribution Killer, and was able to get wheeled out with a new championship. So all that aside, onto tonight. My run here in APW has been a rapid pace, facing the toughest, and best along the way, not flinching once, and tonight the ACE is drawn out of the deck for another run. It's a six man tag match, me, Twister, and Phate. Together me and the Natural Disaster are undefeated in tag competition, and in singles action the good Doctor is the same, so teaming us all up, seems like a full house,..no...no..better yet a Royal Flush, and we are up against bluffed hand. First up it's the Irish Hammer...Sabur, Mr. Almost good enough, Mr. Runner Up....hey big man take a look at this (pointing to his new title) Funny thing is the business is flying right past you. You former friend Lively champion, your former mentor Trevor injured, and on his last leg. Your title history...oh thats right you have no title history, well just cause you are teaming with Tony Blackwell and The Jobber Express holds the gold, you think you are on your way. Well it's great...they did what you couldn't, you claim to have carried the team of you and Razor, but those guy's not only beat you but beat "That Team" and won the gold. Well big man don;t lose sight on your match tonight, don't overlook what is standing in front of you. Three talented son of a bitches, roaring and ready to put on a hell of a match at your expense. Second the last of a dying bread, the lone Blackwell, Mr. No One Hits Harder, well I guess John Green does...cause he ripped this title from your death grip, and now you are in a ring facing me, the new Xtreme Champion. The rules of this match are of such, but I'm sure if we happen to be in the ring at the same time, it will get a little edgey. Tony Ilove the fact that you are an opportunist, I love the fact that your wrangled up yourself a partner in the attempt to take advantage of the tag title situation. Well tonight I see an opportunity for myself, and my team, in one match not only do I have the chance to stick it to the World champion once more, but defeat the number one contenders for the tag titles. Third on to Kenny Lambardo the current World Champion...Well Kaos it seems the entire world around you is crumbling horribly, and maybe at this instant the words of Jeff are wise bits of advice. You should take a break, step aside, clear your head. Right now your dealing with some heavy shit...but then again maybe you reap what you sow. You back stab Trevor, and then get back stabbed, well it usually comes full circle. Then the kid thing, thats a sticky subject, and I feel for you on that one, but the dead wife thing...that could be the blessing in disguise throughout all your troubles. I mean the only thing worse than a girlfriend is a wife. I mean women are bitches, and only good for one thing, and thats in the bed pleasure...or on the floor, in the tub, on the hood of a limo, or in some bathroom...either way the serve their purposes, and then your dispose of them, and the next one is right around the corner. Many may not like my philosophy on broads, but I wouldn't caught in the mess you are, my condoms don't break, and my hands are never beaten. So later in the ring...if you choose to come on down, and join your teammates for the evening...don't expect sympathy, it's just business, and maybe if you didn't intermix your personal with it, you'd have a clearer head."
Phil looks at the ACE with a disgusted look on his face.
"What Phil...don't act shocked this business is stiff, and in that ring thats what is being dealt out tonight...the stiff hand of all ACE's...read em and weep fella's."
The ACE then sits down in a chair pointing at the door. Phil looks at Austin very angered, and disrespected. Phil then leaves and Austin then bursts into laughter.
"Dave remind me to apologize to him later he's a great guy, I was just trying to pull of a real asshole promo, and well he got in the line of fire"
Dave smiles at the ACE, as Austin Daniels then stands to walk out of the room, possibly to prepare for his match, or prowl on some innocent women in the back fixing hair, prepping food, or sewing clothes for the other wrestlers...we'll let you be the judge.
