After Show for 11.17.12

[FGA Office]

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[sgakrista]

Justice Young is backstage, high on the excitement of an amazing Anniversary show, looking for someone to interview. He notices the new girl, Akrista, chatting with one of the video techs. Intrigued, and curious as to what the new talent may have to say regarding the show, he taps her on the shoulder. The young girl whips around, ready to drop someone, but when she sees who it is, she flashes a quick smile.

Justice: Hey Akrista! I know you haven't had a match yet, but your first one is in a couple weeks, and you have an advantage over Chris Q, as you've been able to watch him in action. What do you think? And what are your thoughts on FGA so far?

Akrista: Well Justice, Chris has an opportunity to watch me in action as well, if he wants to dig around old videos from other feds. Most people can't be bothered however. And Chris strikes me as a guy with other things on his mind. That being said, the man put on a great match. In fact, the whole Anniversary show was great. Vicious too, in some aspects. I haven't met too many other wrestlers here yet, not for lack of trying. But sooner or later, I will. Still, December 1st should be an interesting night. Gotta run, buddy, I'm having Sasha here pull a copy of Chris's match for me to study. Later!

And with that, the Gray Angel and her new friend walk off, a copy of the show in hand for homework.

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And the celebration has began, A.J. Fairchild is still marveling at his newly won FGA Heavyweight Championship, as Justice Young emerges from an area in the backstage to catch A.J. sourrounded by other members of the FGA roster, all there to celebrate A.J. in his big night.

Justice Young:"A.J. Fairchild, after a long journey of rising to the top, falling hard to the bottom and clawing your way back up the mountain, how do you feel now that you've reached the summit?"

A.J. Fairchild:"I feel that I deserve this, I've put in the work for this, and it paid off. Tonight was a victory not just for me but FGA as a whole, because now they have a champion they can take pride in... And I'm willing to take on anyone to continuously prove that I am what I say I am... The best!"

[Chandler Scott]

[Chandler Scott sits dejected on a bench inside a locker room in the Court Time Sports Complex. A white towel rests over his head. Chandler has his face in his hands. The realization that he's no longer the FGA Heavyweight Champion has finally set in. Chandler takes the towel off his head and throws it down in disgust.]

Chandler: I've overheard a lot of people saying that Chandler Scott got what he deserved tonight. Got what he deserved? Oh really?

(Chandler cackles before rubbing his chin.)

Chandler: What I deserved was a hero's welcome. You know, a ticker tape parade with Governor Christie naming a street after me.

What I deserved was rose pedals being thrown at my feet and people genuflecting in my presence. You know, showing me the proper respect that a man of my stature, abilities and contributions deserved.

What I deserved was to have a gold statue erected in front of the FGA main office. To some of you, that seems extreme and it makes me appear to be full of myself. But you truly have to understand what I've done for this company. I bought in to everything that this company sold. I was committed 110%. And under my reign as champion, this company flourished. It's now making money hand over fist. More and more people are coming to the shows. The awareness of this company has grown tenfold. And there's been an explosion of new talent.

All of which can be solely contributed to me being your FGA Heavyweight Champion, by the way.

Now after everything that I've done and sacrificed for this company, you would think that would entitle me to just a smidgen of respect. Just a tiny bit of praise. Hell, a simple “thank you” would have been nice. But instead, I get ridiculed. I get shown disrespect. I get called every name in the book. And when the improbable happens and I lose my championship, people are celebrating. They're throwing confetti in the air, dancing in the streets, and making out as if its New Year's Eve. They're rubbing the loss in my face. They're mock me. They taunt me over the loss. So uncouth. But what more would I expect from common trash like all of you. Clearly you've been looking a gift horse in the mouth this entire time. Clearly you've been nothing but selfish, as has been shown by your ungrateful attitude. But even in victory, I expected you people to act with some decency and some class. I expected you people to at least act like you've been there before. But no, you can't even do that.

(Chandler shakes his head in disgust.)

Chandler: There's so many emotions running through my body right now. But the most prominent one is anger. But angry at whom? The fans for nearly booing me out of the arena? No, because I expected nothing less from them. The front office for putting me in a lose-lose situation? No, because they're backwards thinking should come as no surprise anyone. A.J. Fairchild? Surprisingly, no. See A.J., you did exactly what you were supposed to do when the deck has been ridiculously stacked in your favor: you won. Anything less would have been a gigantic chokejob. Like FRONTIER vs FGA, for instance. So good for you, A.J., for winning a match where you had everything lined up in your favor. You did what you were supposed to do. But just know this. There will come a time when you have to defend that belt against me. And next time, no one will be there to protect you. No one will be there to save you. Next time, A.J., I take MY title back. You're not a champion. You have no credibility. You're a JOKE!

(Chandler stares into the camera.)

Chandler: The person that I'm most angry at is you, Ben Hanson.

Are you happy now? Does it feel good to finally get one over on me after I made you my personal punching bag for the past year? Did it feel good to screw me out of the title that I wiped the floor with you for? Because make no mistake about it, what happened in that ring was highway robbery.

Now you said that you were going to be an impartial referee and be unbiased. But much like everything else that comes out of your mouth, that too was a lie. Just like when you said that you wouldn't get involved. When I tried to unleash hell onto A.J., you purposely held me back so that he could recover. You tried to aide him in the match, despite the fact that he already had an unfair advantage. And then....and THEN there was the point in the match where I had that steel chair in my hand. I was ready to clean his clock with that steel chair. That match was over for all intents and purposes. I had him right where I wanted him. And then you once again stuck your nose in business that it didn't belong, taking that chair from my hands. If you were going to be the unbiased referee that you claimed you were going to be, you would have stood back and let A.J. get his head caved in with that steel chair. But no, you couldn't do that. You couldn't stand by and see me once again walk out with MY title. The same title that I beat YOU for. So you jumped in and protected A.J. Fairchild. You saved him. And we all know what happened from there, now don't we?

(Chandler shakes his head in disgust.)

Chandler: Let's face the facts for once. You were biased. You were partial to A.J. I mean really, do you honestly expect us to believe that you would have taken that belt and put it around my waist? Do you think you would have stood in the ring clapping like a teenage girl at a Justin Bieber concert had I won? I think not! This was all some long ploy by you to finally get back at me for making a mockery out of you for the past year. Well kudos to you, Benny Boo, you finally did something right. I hope that whatever joy you got out of this was worth it. Because very soon, the only thing you're going to be feeling is pain. Lots and lots of pain. I'm talking physical.... mental.... emotional. The whole gamut. Take this however you want it. But I'm officially putting you on notice, Hanson. You say that you draw more people than I ever could? Well the facts show that that's flat out false. But let's say for the sake of argument that you're right. I hope to GOD that's the case. I hope to GOD that you're a bigger draw than me. Because Ben, I want as many people possible to see me bury you underneath that ring.

Nearly one year ago, this thing between me and you started.

Now, nearly a year later, I'm going to finish it. And I'm going to finish you.

I sent you packing from this company once before. I'll EASILY do it again. But this time, you won't get the luxury of walking back through those doors. Of course, that's because once I get done with you, you'll be lucky if you can even walk.

So in case you're too dense to pick up the clues, this is me challenging you to a match.

At Final Frontier.

Chandler vs. Ben.

One more time. For the LAST time.

Will the FGA office let their golden boy, their posted child get roughed up by "big, bad" Chandler again?

Hell, do you even have the balls to step into the ring with me again?

Or do you have to get them out of Tiffani's purse first?