Post by theace on Jun 7, 2008 7:45:45 GMT -4
The Camera comes to life with the words The ACE reality show in the bottom right hand corner of the screen. The feed is piped into the APW production and is broadcast over the weekend on a smaller shows on APW television and online. The ACE is seen standing in his kitchen as a man in a Budweiser shirt finishes the swapping of Kegs in the ACE's Kegerator.
"Thanks for the refill, and tell the man at Delucca Liqour V.I.P. passes to TAO when ever he needs them, I know the owner, and heres a little something for you my man."
The ACE hands the man fifty bucks, and a pair of tickets to the Las Vegas 51's next home game right behind home plate. Now from a distance the ACE looks like a spoiled man, but in all reality his is just a man of extremly great luck. Winning MEGA bucks has set him up for life, and the career in wrestling hasn't done much for him in the independant scene, but the move to APW has finally provided something as for the profit margin in his wrestling career. In the past the man would be in the negative at most times, traveling from city to city to preform everywhere, just to get his name out there and try to get over on the next challenge. Now signing that lucrative contract, with travel accomidations paid, and quite a bit larger salary then one of the bingo hall converted into wrestling arena, even though it is not needed. Here the competition is fierce and the money is right. The ACE has found his home for wrestling and displaying his talent, and it is in the APW. He then grabs a frosty mug out of the freezer, and pours himself a nice cold glass of refreshing Budweiser. The foams settles and the cold beverage hits the lips of Austin Daniels, as he gulps down his beverage of choice. He then pulls out his Blackberry to check his messages.
Just then a very attractive blonde young woman comes walking down the stairs. He form fitting top wraps around her body so snugly it looks as if she has it painted on her skin, a very short skirt showing the slight roundness of her rear right above her leg, her hair tussled and messy from an apparent late night romping with the ACE. Her heels then hit the bottom of the steps and begins clicking against the expensive wood flooring of Austin Daniels house. She makes her way toward the ACE, and from behind runs her hand down the chest of Austin. She sneaks in close putting her cheek next his, as the ACE contiues to read his messages on his Blackberry. The woman then looks in on the screen of Austin's Blackberry., as the ACE then pulls his away from her, pulling her arm down.
"So your all showered up, and clean"
"Yes...I had a great night with you"
"Yeah..Yeah...I hope you washed up good, anyway I have things to do.....so you need to scadadle."
The woman looks very upset and shocked.
"WHAT....did you not cum....and I got my nut, and now it's time for you to move on,"
"I never....."
"Never had a man satisfy you like I did, and never screamed like that before, but theres no need to fall in love, so scat."
The ACE points in the direction of the door, as Austin then goes back to looking at his Blackberry. The woman's heels make a loud clanging as she storms off furiosly. The ACE then looks in the camera with a devilish grin.
"Bitches come and they go, ...but they don't move in"
The ACE's phone then rings, he looks down at the screen seeing that his brother Memphis is the one that is on the other end of the phone. He presse the green button to answer and then speaks.
"What up Memphis?"
"Not much how's my little brother"
"Good Memphis good"
"I heard about your debut, I missed it though, My girlfriend Tivo'd it"
"Well, yeah it wasn't nothing to write home about, hey I heard you tapped a guy out pretty quick"
"Yeah...so we haven't hooked up in awhile, you know I'm always training with Uncle Scott and Marcus, just trying to break through in this sport, while my baby brother is livin it up...rich, and now Mr. Big Shot wrestling superstar"
"Ohh what ever, I've got a lot to porve in this fed, and they way I started out tapping to a shit bag move like the sharpshooter"
"That old gag, ha...you tapped to the sharpshooter, I mean that move can be seen from a mile away, ha"
"Alright Memphis...nice to know I can still make you laugh, well I gotta go, good talking to ya."
"Hey little man...I'm just fucking with you, keep your head up, and let them know what being a Daniels is all about."
Austin then hangs up the phone, pours himself another glass of beer. The ACE chugs it down, then sets the glass in the sink. He reaches down and snatches up a set of keys from the counter. The man jumps in his car, and drives to the airport.
Later on in the airport at the ticketing desk, the ACE walks up to the agent handing her his ticket and phot id. She then prints him a ticket and he checks his bag. The ACE strolls through the airport, being noticed by a few people shaking his hand. In Vegas Austin Daniels is known fairly well, but soon the whole world will reconize that face of the one and only ACE of professional wrestling. Austin then hits the escalator as he thinks about growing up with his brother Memphis. The two were close like most brothers, they had their ruff moments and scuffles with eachother, but Memphis was always there to watch over the ACE. Austin grew up in Vegas, and his brother a few years older got into Karate at a young age, and then spawned into MMA. Austin always into wrestling as a child, growing up with men like Hot Stuff Eddie Gilbert, Paul Orndoff, and Curt Hennig as his idols. You see when the ACE was a youngster his father promised him if he pulled off a great report card, he would take him to the Showboat hotel and casino for the tapping of AWA wrestling. Well being the naturally gifted, and rather lucky kid Austin was, He did what was needed and sure enough his father responded with the tickets. The two sat there for hours watching greats like Curt Hennig, Kerry Von Erich, and Chris Adams do their thing in the middle of that ring. From then on the ACE had a fury, and now he's live in full effect every Monday on APW Overdrive. The man then walks to his gate thinking about his first match, how he could of done things a little different, and what he could inprove on for the next go around. The ACE is a perfectionist in the squared circle, and wants nothing bu 100 percent gold everytime he attempts a move. The crowd thrill is what he is really in it for, and always tries to achieve. The ACE then boards his plane followed by his camera man filming his every move for the ACE reality show. Austin and friend settle in for a comfortable first class flight, APW pays for the tickects, but he pays for the upgrades.
Later on Austin Daniels is awaken to the sound of " Welcome to -Biloxi" his eyes open and he lifts his arms in the air stretching to the sky after his nice nap. He looks over to the Dave the camera guy and flashes a grin for the camera. That grin sends a viscous message out pretty much stating I have more money than you. The plane then lands in the airport, and the plane is emptied. Austin followed by his camera make their way to baggage claim to pick up their gear. Austin then catches a cab to his hotel.
The camera then comes to life once again inside the hotel room of Austin Daniels, as the feed on occasion streams to APW TV, and can be seen daily live on THEACE.com. Austin walks out of the bathroom with his white wife beater tank top on and black shorts, Austin then looks at the camera and talks to Dave the camera guy.
"So you cool with this gig still following me around and filming everything?"
"Yeah...it's realy cool, and you pay very good"
Austin then hands the room key over Dave, and opens the door to the hotel room and exits. As the pair walk down the hall, a women steps out of her hotel room with gorgeous black hair, and a tight body. The eyes of the ACE catch a glimpse of the beautiful women and are glued on the swaying of her ass, he then shoots a glare back at the camera with a devilish grin. Austin then picks up the pace of his step, walking next to the women, and then he flashes his pearly whites her direction and the mystique of the camera gets to her, like most women wanting to be famous, or preform on camera. The two have a brief conversation, and then the ACE asks Dave for the room key.
"Austin we have to check in for the show, we can't be late"
"Thanks, but hand me the key, I need to close this business deal, and it's uhh of the record so stay outside."
The women is ushered into the hotel room followed by Austin Daniels who is smiling from ear to ear. The door closes with a do no disturb sign hanging from the handle. The camera man Dave stands there focused on the sign, soon moan and groans in a womens voice ring out from the room, and Dave stands there listening in, yet still shooting the do not disturb sign. About thirty minutes later, the door to the hotel room opens as Dave scrambles backward to get the shot. Out walks the women crying, as quite possibly she has been insulted by the ACE after the quick escapade. Austin walks out of the room clossing the door behind him, watching the women walk away, and then looks at the camera.
"Damn Dave you should have seen the rack, ooh man, anyway I called the front desk we are changing rooms, we have to stop by the desk to pick up new room keys before we head off to the arena."
"WOW!"
"Yeah...I think she's a vindictive one, anyway we'll be on a different floor tonight, and I'll be digging into something different anyway, but that rack....ooohh"
The two walk downstairs, pick up the keys, and then walk out front being picked up by a limo to escort them to the arena. The two get comfortable in the back of the limo as it pulls out from in front of the hotel. The ACE then pulls out what is becoming his trademark Blackberry, Austin then speed dials his contact at the arena.
"Hello...yeah it's Austin Daniels....yeah I know I'm a little late....go easy I'm in the limo, I'll be there before the match starts. Promo?, dude tell them to patch in the feed from my cameraman Dave, I'll cut one here in the limo on the way to the event. Alright we'll shoot it and you run it when your ready."
Ace then hangs up, and puts the phone away. He grins at Dave who is a little in shock from the arrongant behaivor fromthe ACE. Austin then looks into the camera to begin his promo.
"He we go once again, it's the ACE, and we talking about.....uhh"
"You OK Austin?"
"Yeah I don't know who I fighting tonight"
"Dude your in the looser last chance match for the Test for the Best"
"Thats right the other three men will be sitting across from one of the best card sharks to ever grace the game, and my poker face is solid, I can read all your tells, and know what your holding. So ask yourself....what does he have...can I really beat his hand, and then just when you think to yourself that you can do it, and your going to push those chips forward to test your fate, take a deep breath cause inside I'm loving it, you fell right into the trap, and I'm licking my chops like the wolf just about to catch those little piggies. It comes time to show em, and then it's over. Some people let the cards fall as the may, but I have the edge, I read the hand before it fell, I'm one step ahead. You see there is no one with a more skilled aresnal in that ring, I have more counters then many people have moves."
"Uh Mr. Daniels, you tapped out to the Shapshooter, did you not have a counter?"
"Hey....just film the promo.... So who are the unlucky ones in this fourway, Dave.?"
"Uh Arcadia"
"Who?"
"She's into video games"
"Well I got one for her...While your on your Nintendo playing the old school version of Mike Tysons Punch Out, and the thrill of the fight is captavating you thats right you Arcadia as Lil Macadia are on a mission, you KO'd Glass Joe, and beat Soda Popinski, and then scored a TKO over the Super Macho Man, then the screen reads YOU DID IT. Congrats to the video game obsessed masked assasian, you have unlocked the secret of Punch Out. Your bruised thumb hits the start button, and it's on out walks "The ACE", the bell rings, and Mario ref utters the garbled Nintendo"Fight", Lil Macadia then hops forward, as the screen flickers and in a flash, BOOM!, Lil Macadia's body shrivels and is down for the count, all that can be seen is Mario ref, doing his job as he makes it to ten, and then "The ACE" turns sideways holding up his bicep, and preforms a very 34 bit video game sadistic laugh, as the Bra bra baaaa, plays across the screen...and your sent back to try again, but litle to no avail, this was you last chance, and you game is then over."
"Uhhh"
"What..that was shitty, nice how about this one...The ACE in the middle of a wrestling mach with a female, stop the presses thats right a female in a mask, ooh kinky. Now I done my fair share of wrestling with females, but never has it been in a full arena in the center of a ring. Ussually I leave the women tussling for under the sheets, but on this evening we will have to make an exception. Arcadia, your game may be tight, but out here we are real, you may have wanted to polish up on you skills in the ring, instead of on the console. Out here in this ring, you only have one life, and there is no pausing. It's all real, and the pain of every move will be felt. Now I am amazing in that ring, and it may confuse you when I preform some of the most daring, insane, death defying moves you've ever layed your eyes on, you may just think this must be a game, there is no way a man could really pull that off, and thats when the one..two...three comes crashing down, and the reality will sink in. I am no joke, this is no game, and there is no memory card, secret codes can not advance or save you, this is your final shot, hell it's all our final shot at this test. We all have something to gain, and everything to loose. Bringing me to my next opponent Tony Blackwell."
The ACE then pause for a second, and then looks at the camera in APW typical promo fashion
"Tony you my friend may be the one who has the least to loose, you already hold Hardcore gold, and come from the dominant family of Blackwells. Well this thouroughbred stallion is here to let you know the Blackwells are washed up, your brother has run his course, and that is obviously aparent to you as you pretty much aligned your self with a family enemy. Tony "Mr. No One Hits Harder"...hell that old gag, I've been all over the world and been hit by plenty, your idle threats of power make mo matter to me, and sure don't spark fear in my heart. Fuck the Blackwells, yesteday's news, I am a Daniels the new the fresh, the unscared, untainted. Your heart, is cold and ruthless, you have no loyalty...for the Church of Kaos to welcome you with open arm shows their foolishness, and the leader. Sounds like he's just trying to feed his ego, and well in that pursuit it may just bite him in the ass. Tiny Blackwell thats right tiny, can't be trusted
cause your heart is tiny, you have no character, and your loyalties change like diapers, on the hour. Mr. Extreme should probally stick to his element, cause your brother proved he didn't belong on top, and I'm going to prove neither does another Blackwell. All dynasty's come to an end, and the Blackwell dynasty has been on a shaky foundation for several months now, it's just a matter of time before it all comes crashing down. This is a for a spot at The Test for The Best, not a seat at the hardcore garbage can ivitationals, or the back stabbing summer games, this is to weed out the weak minded, those lacking soul, and project the best, and Tiny, right now you may be the best at Hardcore, but your not World title material. Your a brutal monkey with no brain, and plenty of brawn. Muscles upon muscles, and well soon we will find out if those muscle are the real deal, or if the match your skills, all flash and nothing ment to last. The truth stings a bit, but so does back stabbing your flesh and blood. I have been on the websites, and the read the articles, when this match was made you "Tiny" are the favored to win on all the fan sites, and all the wrestling specialists. Just like they didn't think Vin would beat you, there aren't thinking about the ACE in the hole. Tonight in the fourway, there is no friends, there is no allies, and the is no family, just three men and a lady, going at it for a chance, a second chance to stay in that tournament, and possibly move on and walk into a World title shot. You see this roster is like a deck of cards, plenty of number cards, and some face value, but none are greater than the ACE."
"Uh Mr. Daniels, you forgot about John Green"
"John Green? Who is John Green, Nah we all know John Green and I saved him for last cause frankly who gives a shit, "Mr. Goddbye for Now"....where to begin with Mr. Green. Lets see some say what a fool to walk out like he did, and othere say he buckled from the pressure. I say he was a smart man, and knew what what he was doing. He wasn't really ready to hold the world title, I say John Green was the best of the bunch at the time this fed started, he has skills, and displays talent....Now though, Green isn't game enough for the level that is here. You see John hasn't fallen off, no sir it's just that the talent level has just surpassed him, he's good, but now he stands amoungst greats. He realized the pool was filling with water and decided to hop out, for our Bad Ass Muthafucka couldn't swim. So fast forward a few months, and here comes Johnny boy , with his big boy Sponge Bob swimsuit, his sun tan lotion, watersocks, and a pair of floaties strapped around his arms, wearing Spider man goggles, ready to dive in. Yet perched on the Lifegaurd stand sits THE ACE, looking on at the man sure to sink to the bottom of the talent pool. So I leap in to action, for it's my duty to shake my head in disgust, and send you packing. You can't swim in the pool without you mothers supervision, or proper swim lessons, and as I look upon you, I think to myself oh man... how you've changed, when you were last seen, quite a sight your were, all muslced up, and ready to rip, some bad ass facial hair, but now you stand there alll deflated, your muslces have shrunken, you seem to have aged, your hair even though it's still long it's thinned out a little, the bad ass mother fucker has gone on sabadical, lodt hid GAME-like face, and what we are graced with is a washed up heartbreaker, pathetic. Time flys fast when you step away from the ring hunh Johhny boy, and I'm going to ensure that your time has already come. There will be no more John Green title runs, no more will the managment have to worry about a last minute fill in, cause it ends here. You speak about your competition as if we have nothing to offer you, well my friend maybe thats cause we saving it for the talent, and after you suffer a defeat it will be like deja vu, you'll grab your ball, and head home, or to another fed that will put you over with your lackluster talents. You speak of mid-card, we little man your living it right now as we speak, and untill you get over on me sunshine, midle of the road is all you taste here in APW. So now that the fourway dance is set, and I hope you ladies brought your shoes, cause it's gonna get nasty, it's gonna get grimmy, and when it's all over with, and THE ACE in this deck of cards we call a match, is the last card showing, cause thats what happens in a ring stacked up full of Jokers, THE ACE has no choice but shine through. In just minutes the limo will pull up to the arena, and Mr. Everymove is about to enter the building, and live in front of thousands I show them why I'm was the hottest comodity in all of professinal wrestling, and finally pass the test."
The limo then pulls up in the back of the arena as the ACE steps out followed by his cameraman. The two make their way into the arena where they are met by a member of managment.
"Your late"
"It's cool, my match isn't even up yet...relax."
The ACE walks off blatently disrespecting the member of management by not paying them any mind. Austin finds his locker room, has a seat in anticipation for the last chance match.
"Thanks for the refill, and tell the man at Delucca Liqour V.I.P. passes to TAO when ever he needs them, I know the owner, and heres a little something for you my man."
The ACE hands the man fifty bucks, and a pair of tickets to the Las Vegas 51's next home game right behind home plate. Now from a distance the ACE looks like a spoiled man, but in all reality his is just a man of extremly great luck. Winning MEGA bucks has set him up for life, and the career in wrestling hasn't done much for him in the independant scene, but the move to APW has finally provided something as for the profit margin in his wrestling career. In the past the man would be in the negative at most times, traveling from city to city to preform everywhere, just to get his name out there and try to get over on the next challenge. Now signing that lucrative contract, with travel accomidations paid, and quite a bit larger salary then one of the bingo hall converted into wrestling arena, even though it is not needed. Here the competition is fierce and the money is right. The ACE has found his home for wrestling and displaying his talent, and it is in the APW. He then grabs a frosty mug out of the freezer, and pours himself a nice cold glass of refreshing Budweiser. The foams settles and the cold beverage hits the lips of Austin Daniels, as he gulps down his beverage of choice. He then pulls out his Blackberry to check his messages.
Just then a very attractive blonde young woman comes walking down the stairs. He form fitting top wraps around her body so snugly it looks as if she has it painted on her skin, a very short skirt showing the slight roundness of her rear right above her leg, her hair tussled and messy from an apparent late night romping with the ACE. Her heels then hit the bottom of the steps and begins clicking against the expensive wood flooring of Austin Daniels house. She makes her way toward the ACE, and from behind runs her hand down the chest of Austin. She sneaks in close putting her cheek next his, as the ACE contiues to read his messages on his Blackberry. The woman then looks in on the screen of Austin's Blackberry., as the ACE then pulls his away from her, pulling her arm down.
"So your all showered up, and clean"
"Yes...I had a great night with you"
"Yeah..Yeah...I hope you washed up good, anyway I have things to do.....so you need to scadadle."
The woman looks very upset and shocked.
"WHAT....did you not cum....and I got my nut, and now it's time for you to move on,"
"I never....."
"Never had a man satisfy you like I did, and never screamed like that before, but theres no need to fall in love, so scat."
The ACE points in the direction of the door, as Austin then goes back to looking at his Blackberry. The woman's heels make a loud clanging as she storms off furiosly. The ACE then looks in the camera with a devilish grin.
"Bitches come and they go, ...but they don't move in"
The ACE's phone then rings, he looks down at the screen seeing that his brother Memphis is the one that is on the other end of the phone. He presse the green button to answer and then speaks.
"What up Memphis?"
"Not much how's my little brother"
"Good Memphis good"
"I heard about your debut, I missed it though, My girlfriend Tivo'd it"
"Well, yeah it wasn't nothing to write home about, hey I heard you tapped a guy out pretty quick"
"Yeah...so we haven't hooked up in awhile, you know I'm always training with Uncle Scott and Marcus, just trying to break through in this sport, while my baby brother is livin it up...rich, and now Mr. Big Shot wrestling superstar"
"Ohh what ever, I've got a lot to porve in this fed, and they way I started out tapping to a shit bag move like the sharpshooter"
"That old gag, ha...you tapped to the sharpshooter, I mean that move can be seen from a mile away, ha"
"Alright Memphis...nice to know I can still make you laugh, well I gotta go, good talking to ya."
"Hey little man...I'm just fucking with you, keep your head up, and let them know what being a Daniels is all about."
Austin then hangs up the phone, pours himself another glass of beer. The ACE chugs it down, then sets the glass in the sink. He reaches down and snatches up a set of keys from the counter. The man jumps in his car, and drives to the airport.
Later on in the airport at the ticketing desk, the ACE walks up to the agent handing her his ticket and phot id. She then prints him a ticket and he checks his bag. The ACE strolls through the airport, being noticed by a few people shaking his hand. In Vegas Austin Daniels is known fairly well, but soon the whole world will reconize that face of the one and only ACE of professional wrestling. Austin then hits the escalator as he thinks about growing up with his brother Memphis. The two were close like most brothers, they had their ruff moments and scuffles with eachother, but Memphis was always there to watch over the ACE. Austin grew up in Vegas, and his brother a few years older got into Karate at a young age, and then spawned into MMA. Austin always into wrestling as a child, growing up with men like Hot Stuff Eddie Gilbert, Paul Orndoff, and Curt Hennig as his idols. You see when the ACE was a youngster his father promised him if he pulled off a great report card, he would take him to the Showboat hotel and casino for the tapping of AWA wrestling. Well being the naturally gifted, and rather lucky kid Austin was, He did what was needed and sure enough his father responded with the tickets. The two sat there for hours watching greats like Curt Hennig, Kerry Von Erich, and Chris Adams do their thing in the middle of that ring. From then on the ACE had a fury, and now he's live in full effect every Monday on APW Overdrive. The man then walks to his gate thinking about his first match, how he could of done things a little different, and what he could inprove on for the next go around. The ACE is a perfectionist in the squared circle, and wants nothing bu 100 percent gold everytime he attempts a move. The crowd thrill is what he is really in it for, and always tries to achieve. The ACE then boards his plane followed by his camera man filming his every move for the ACE reality show. Austin and friend settle in for a comfortable first class flight, APW pays for the tickects, but he pays for the upgrades.
Later on Austin Daniels is awaken to the sound of " Welcome to -Biloxi" his eyes open and he lifts his arms in the air stretching to the sky after his nice nap. He looks over to the Dave the camera guy and flashes a grin for the camera. That grin sends a viscous message out pretty much stating I have more money than you. The plane then lands in the airport, and the plane is emptied. Austin followed by his camera make their way to baggage claim to pick up their gear. Austin then catches a cab to his hotel.
The camera then comes to life once again inside the hotel room of Austin Daniels, as the feed on occasion streams to APW TV, and can be seen daily live on THEACE.com. Austin walks out of the bathroom with his white wife beater tank top on and black shorts, Austin then looks at the camera and talks to Dave the camera guy.
"So you cool with this gig still following me around and filming everything?"
"Yeah...it's realy cool, and you pay very good"
Austin then hands the room key over Dave, and opens the door to the hotel room and exits. As the pair walk down the hall, a women steps out of her hotel room with gorgeous black hair, and a tight body. The eyes of the ACE catch a glimpse of the beautiful women and are glued on the swaying of her ass, he then shoots a glare back at the camera with a devilish grin. Austin then picks up the pace of his step, walking next to the women, and then he flashes his pearly whites her direction and the mystique of the camera gets to her, like most women wanting to be famous, or preform on camera. The two have a brief conversation, and then the ACE asks Dave for the room key.
"Austin we have to check in for the show, we can't be late"
"Thanks, but hand me the key, I need to close this business deal, and it's uhh of the record so stay outside."
The women is ushered into the hotel room followed by Austin Daniels who is smiling from ear to ear. The door closes with a do no disturb sign hanging from the handle. The camera man Dave stands there focused on the sign, soon moan and groans in a womens voice ring out from the room, and Dave stands there listening in, yet still shooting the do not disturb sign. About thirty minutes later, the door to the hotel room opens as Dave scrambles backward to get the shot. Out walks the women crying, as quite possibly she has been insulted by the ACE after the quick escapade. Austin walks out of the room clossing the door behind him, watching the women walk away, and then looks at the camera.
"Damn Dave you should have seen the rack, ooh man, anyway I called the front desk we are changing rooms, we have to stop by the desk to pick up new room keys before we head off to the arena."
"WOW!"
"Yeah...I think she's a vindictive one, anyway we'll be on a different floor tonight, and I'll be digging into something different anyway, but that rack....ooohh"
The two walk downstairs, pick up the keys, and then walk out front being picked up by a limo to escort them to the arena. The two get comfortable in the back of the limo as it pulls out from in front of the hotel. The ACE then pulls out what is becoming his trademark Blackberry, Austin then speed dials his contact at the arena.
"Hello...yeah it's Austin Daniels....yeah I know I'm a little late....go easy I'm in the limo, I'll be there before the match starts. Promo?, dude tell them to patch in the feed from my cameraman Dave, I'll cut one here in the limo on the way to the event. Alright we'll shoot it and you run it when your ready."
Ace then hangs up, and puts the phone away. He grins at Dave who is a little in shock from the arrongant behaivor fromthe ACE. Austin then looks into the camera to begin his promo.
"He we go once again, it's the ACE, and we talking about.....uhh"
"You OK Austin?"
"Yeah I don't know who I fighting tonight"
"Dude your in the looser last chance match for the Test for the Best"
"Thats right the other three men will be sitting across from one of the best card sharks to ever grace the game, and my poker face is solid, I can read all your tells, and know what your holding. So ask yourself....what does he have...can I really beat his hand, and then just when you think to yourself that you can do it, and your going to push those chips forward to test your fate, take a deep breath cause inside I'm loving it, you fell right into the trap, and I'm licking my chops like the wolf just about to catch those little piggies. It comes time to show em, and then it's over. Some people let the cards fall as the may, but I have the edge, I read the hand before it fell, I'm one step ahead. You see there is no one with a more skilled aresnal in that ring, I have more counters then many people have moves."
"Uh Mr. Daniels, you tapped out to the Shapshooter, did you not have a counter?"
"Hey....just film the promo.... So who are the unlucky ones in this fourway, Dave.?"
"Uh Arcadia"
"Who?"
"She's into video games"
"Well I got one for her...While your on your Nintendo playing the old school version of Mike Tysons Punch Out, and the thrill of the fight is captavating you thats right you Arcadia as Lil Macadia are on a mission, you KO'd Glass Joe, and beat Soda Popinski, and then scored a TKO over the Super Macho Man, then the screen reads YOU DID IT. Congrats to the video game obsessed masked assasian, you have unlocked the secret of Punch Out. Your bruised thumb hits the start button, and it's on out walks "The ACE", the bell rings, and Mario ref utters the garbled Nintendo"Fight", Lil Macadia then hops forward, as the screen flickers and in a flash, BOOM!, Lil Macadia's body shrivels and is down for the count, all that can be seen is Mario ref, doing his job as he makes it to ten, and then "The ACE" turns sideways holding up his bicep, and preforms a very 34 bit video game sadistic laugh, as the Bra bra baaaa, plays across the screen...and your sent back to try again, but litle to no avail, this was you last chance, and you game is then over."
"Uhhh"
"What..that was shitty, nice how about this one...The ACE in the middle of a wrestling mach with a female, stop the presses thats right a female in a mask, ooh kinky. Now I done my fair share of wrestling with females, but never has it been in a full arena in the center of a ring. Ussually I leave the women tussling for under the sheets, but on this evening we will have to make an exception. Arcadia, your game may be tight, but out here we are real, you may have wanted to polish up on you skills in the ring, instead of on the console. Out here in this ring, you only have one life, and there is no pausing. It's all real, and the pain of every move will be felt. Now I am amazing in that ring, and it may confuse you when I preform some of the most daring, insane, death defying moves you've ever layed your eyes on, you may just think this must be a game, there is no way a man could really pull that off, and thats when the one..two...three comes crashing down, and the reality will sink in. I am no joke, this is no game, and there is no memory card, secret codes can not advance or save you, this is your final shot, hell it's all our final shot at this test. We all have something to gain, and everything to loose. Bringing me to my next opponent Tony Blackwell."
The ACE then pause for a second, and then looks at the camera in APW typical promo fashion
"Tony you my friend may be the one who has the least to loose, you already hold Hardcore gold, and come from the dominant family of Blackwells. Well this thouroughbred stallion is here to let you know the Blackwells are washed up, your brother has run his course, and that is obviously aparent to you as you pretty much aligned your self with a family enemy. Tony "Mr. No One Hits Harder"...hell that old gag, I've been all over the world and been hit by plenty, your idle threats of power make mo matter to me, and sure don't spark fear in my heart. Fuck the Blackwells, yesteday's news, I am a Daniels the new the fresh, the unscared, untainted. Your heart, is cold and ruthless, you have no loyalty...for the Church of Kaos to welcome you with open arm shows their foolishness, and the leader. Sounds like he's just trying to feed his ego, and well in that pursuit it may just bite him in the ass. Tiny Blackwell thats right tiny, can't be trusted
cause your heart is tiny, you have no character, and your loyalties change like diapers, on the hour. Mr. Extreme should probally stick to his element, cause your brother proved he didn't belong on top, and I'm going to prove neither does another Blackwell. All dynasty's come to an end, and the Blackwell dynasty has been on a shaky foundation for several months now, it's just a matter of time before it all comes crashing down. This is a for a spot at The Test for The Best, not a seat at the hardcore garbage can ivitationals, or the back stabbing summer games, this is to weed out the weak minded, those lacking soul, and project the best, and Tiny, right now you may be the best at Hardcore, but your not World title material. Your a brutal monkey with no brain, and plenty of brawn. Muscles upon muscles, and well soon we will find out if those muscle are the real deal, or if the match your skills, all flash and nothing ment to last. The truth stings a bit, but so does back stabbing your flesh and blood. I have been on the websites, and the read the articles, when this match was made you "Tiny" are the favored to win on all the fan sites, and all the wrestling specialists. Just like they didn't think Vin would beat you, there aren't thinking about the ACE in the hole. Tonight in the fourway, there is no friends, there is no allies, and the is no family, just three men and a lady, going at it for a chance, a second chance to stay in that tournament, and possibly move on and walk into a World title shot. You see this roster is like a deck of cards, plenty of number cards, and some face value, but none are greater than the ACE."
"Uh Mr. Daniels, you forgot about John Green"
"John Green? Who is John Green, Nah we all know John Green and I saved him for last cause frankly who gives a shit, "Mr. Goddbye for Now"....where to begin with Mr. Green. Lets see some say what a fool to walk out like he did, and othere say he buckled from the pressure. I say he was a smart man, and knew what what he was doing. He wasn't really ready to hold the world title, I say John Green was the best of the bunch at the time this fed started, he has skills, and displays talent....Now though, Green isn't game enough for the level that is here. You see John hasn't fallen off, no sir it's just that the talent level has just surpassed him, he's good, but now he stands amoungst greats. He realized the pool was filling with water and decided to hop out, for our Bad Ass Muthafucka couldn't swim. So fast forward a few months, and here comes Johnny boy , with his big boy Sponge Bob swimsuit, his sun tan lotion, watersocks, and a pair of floaties strapped around his arms, wearing Spider man goggles, ready to dive in. Yet perched on the Lifegaurd stand sits THE ACE, looking on at the man sure to sink to the bottom of the talent pool. So I leap in to action, for it's my duty to shake my head in disgust, and send you packing. You can't swim in the pool without you mothers supervision, or proper swim lessons, and as I look upon you, I think to myself oh man... how you've changed, when you were last seen, quite a sight your were, all muslced up, and ready to rip, some bad ass facial hair, but now you stand there alll deflated, your muslces have shrunken, you seem to have aged, your hair even though it's still long it's thinned out a little, the bad ass mother fucker has gone on sabadical, lodt hid GAME-like face, and what we are graced with is a washed up heartbreaker, pathetic. Time flys fast when you step away from the ring hunh Johhny boy, and I'm going to ensure that your time has already come. There will be no more John Green title runs, no more will the managment have to worry about a last minute fill in, cause it ends here. You speak about your competition as if we have nothing to offer you, well my friend maybe thats cause we saving it for the talent, and after you suffer a defeat it will be like deja vu, you'll grab your ball, and head home, or to another fed that will put you over with your lackluster talents. You speak of mid-card, we little man your living it right now as we speak, and untill you get over on me sunshine, midle of the road is all you taste here in APW. So now that the fourway dance is set, and I hope you ladies brought your shoes, cause it's gonna get nasty, it's gonna get grimmy, and when it's all over with, and THE ACE in this deck of cards we call a match, is the last card showing, cause thats what happens in a ring stacked up full of Jokers, THE ACE has no choice but shine through. In just minutes the limo will pull up to the arena, and Mr. Everymove is about to enter the building, and live in front of thousands I show them why I'm was the hottest comodity in all of professinal wrestling, and finally pass the test."
The limo then pulls up in the back of the arena as the ACE steps out followed by his cameraman. The two make their way into the arena where they are met by a member of managment.
"Your late"
"It's cool, my match isn't even up yet...relax."
The ACE walks off blatently disrespecting the member of management by not paying them any mind. Austin finds his locker room, has a seat in anticipation for the last chance match.
