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Post by FGA Office on Jun 13, 2015 22:26:20 GMT -5
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Post by FGA Office on Jun 13, 2015 22:28:20 GMT -5
Yun Go-Eun vs. Cordy Stevenson J.A. Aldridge: The following is a singles match scheduled for one fall! "Clap Your Hands! Clap Your Hands!
Everyone raise your hands up high!
Let them talk to the sky above!
Clap Your Hands! Clap Your Hands!
This is just the beginning...
K - O - R - E - A" "Clap Your Hands" by Pink Dolls starts to play over the P.A. system as Yun Goeun emerges from the backstage area. She is smiling wide as the crowd goes crazy for her. The camera pans through the crowd to show there are more than a few fans wearing gear or holding up signs supporting Yun, as well as a few fans with Pink Doll's Merch. Yun stops to look over the arena from the top of the ramp, taking in the moment. As she stands there, her bodyguard Joe Shamrock finally emerges from the back. He pats Yun on the back, Yun smiles and raises her hands for a loud pop from the crowd, as she now starts to walk down the ramp. As Yun walks down the ramp she holds out her hands to give high fives to the fans she walks by. Yun reaches the ringside area as the chorus to "Clap Your Hands" begins to play, causing Yun to clap her hands in time with the rhythm, laughing a bit as she does. She paces back and forth in front of the ring for a second then rushes in sliding under the bottom rope. Yun walks to the center of the ring and raises her arms high to another roar of the crowd as her music dies down. J.A. Aldridge: Introducing first, from Seoul, South Korea; she is YUN GO-EUN! Kris Cruise: Yun Go-eun will look to pull off an upset of sorts here tonight in our first match. Stephy Auger: She had a disappointing performance during the Gold Rush Rumble, so she’s definitely looking to give a great performance tonight. The lights dim down and take on a purplish hue as a light smoky mist fills the entranceway. The opening riff to Janet Jackson's "If" pierces the air as a shapely silhouette can be seen taking form in the mist. As the beat drops, the crowd gives a loud pop as Cordelia Stevenson emerges from the mist with a bounce in her step. She comes to a stop atop the walkway, glancing around and taking in the reception before giving the crowd a warm smile. She rolls her neck around before bowing her head and letting her hair fall in front of her face. A few seconds go by before she snaps her head up, whipping her hair back from in front of her face. She continues on down the ramp, working from side to side with a big smile as she slaps the hands of fans along the way. She gets to the ring and hops up onto the apron, mouthing the words and bouncing to the music as she makes her way around the side, towards the middle. She turns and faces her crowd, stretching her arms out to the side and slightly tilting her head backwards as she soaks in their reaction. She gives them an appreciative nod and blows a kiss at them, before stepping into the ring and making her way over towards the opposite turnbuckle. She quickly hops up and holds her arms out, drawing a reaction from that side of the crowd as well. She unzips her hoodie and tosses it away before hopping down and making her way over to her corner as the music dies down. J.A. Aldridge: And her opponent, from Freeport, Long Island; she is the 2015 Gold Rush Rumble winner....CORDY STEVENSON! Kris Cruise: Cordy definitely gave it her all during the Gold Rush Rumble and came out the victor. Stephy Auger: Now she’s got her sights set on a main event against Chandler Scott and the FGA World championship in just a couple of weeks. As soon as the bell rings, Yun and Cordy walk towards the center of the ring and share a handshake before backing away from one another and slowly beginning to circle the ring. Eventually, the two women lock up in the same area where they shook hands seconds ago before Yun catches Cordy with a kick to the midsection when close enough. Cordy quickly uses her strength advantage, and advances on Yun, hooking her around the waist and pushing her towards the ropes and leaning her up against them. The ref gives Cordy a count of three before she backs up, a smug smirk on her face as she starts the match off correctly. Cordy and Yun have a bit of a staredown before Cordy moves in on Yun, who moves out of her grasp before running towards the ropes in front of her. Yun bounces off of them, but is immediately caught with a dropkick to the leg that forces it to buckle. Cordy then quickly gets to her feet and hooks Yun's head before lifting her up and planting her with a snap suplex! Kris Cruise: Cordy taking quick advantage here! Stephy Auger: Yeah, Yun’s definitely not looking great at the opening moments of this match. ONE! . . TWO! . . Yun kicks out. Yun shoots her shoulder up right before the ref’s hand can even come down for a two count. Cordy quickly gets to her feet and grabs Yun by the head before getting her up to both feet as well and irish whipping her towards the nearest corner. Yun hits the corner hard before Cordy rushes in, only to be met with a boot to the face that sends her reeling backwards! The Billion Dollar Baby then rushes forward before catching Saint Sexy right in the chest, sending her falling back first onto the mat! Yun quickly goes for the cover afterwards, looking to pull off the upset! Kris Cruise: Yun with the momentum shifting dropkick there! Stephy Auger: That definitely had to have knocked some air out of Cordy. ONE! . . Tw-Cordy kicks out. Yun, knowing that she's in the driver's seat, quickly springs to her feet and quickly turns around before flipping backwards and landing right on top of Cordy with a standing moonsault! But Yun doesn't go for the cover as she quickly gets to her feet again...and starts heading towards the corner. She quickly climbs out onto the apron before heading towards the corner and quickly climbing up the turnbuckles. When she's at the top, she slowly turns her back to Cordy, getting an excited reaction out of the audience, before flipping off and looking to land a moonsault...only for Cordy to roll out of the way! Yun luckily lands on her feet, but Cordy doesn't realize this as she rolls to the corner and uses the turnbuckles to help herself up quickly. She then turns around and is met with a dropkick that sends her flying back first into the corner before slowly stumbling out and getting met with a standing side kick to the head! Cordy falls face first into the mat, but Yun quickly turns her over before hooking both of Cordy's legs as she goes for the cover! Kris Cruise: Yun is all over Cordy right now! Stephy Auger: Cordy tried to move out of the way of that top rope moonsault, but Yun truly showed her abilities when she landed on her feet like a cat. And now, she's got the number one contender down on the mat, looking to get the victory here! ONE! . . TWO! . . Cordy kicks out. The audience cheers as Cordy keeps the match alive, but Yun's not too happy about having to continue this match, knowing it could get more difficult as the time ticks on. She quickly grabs Cordy by the arms and starts dragging her towards the nearest corner before letting her go. Goeun then quickly turns around and in one leap, while holding onto the ropes close by, she hops right on to the top turnbuckle. Yun stands tall at the top before she slowly begins to turn around, looking to go for the moonsault and actually connect this time. But when she leaps off, she falls right into Cordy's raised legs, hitting her right in the the stomach as she bounces off and starts rolling around the mat in pain. Cordy slowly gets to her feet and sees Yun doing the same before she charges forward, grabs Yun's head, and plants her into the mat with a swinging neckbreaker! Cordy then goes for the cover! Kris Cruise: And just like that, the momentum has shifted once again! Stephy Auger: You just know that we're going to be saying that a couple of times. ONE! . . TWO! . . Yun kicks out. Cordy quickly gets to her feet after that, letting out a sigh, before she considers her next move. Cordy then grabs Yun by the head and slowly gets her up to both feet before irish whipping her towards the nearest corner. Stevenson then turns around...before proceeding to flip backwards, eventually sailing right into Goeun with a handspring back elbow that gets a solid pop out of the audience Cordy steps back and watches Yun slowly stumble out of the corner before she lifts her up and powerslams her onto the mat! Cordy then quickly goes for the cover yet again! Kris Cruise: Cordy with a beautiful handspring back elbow and the cover! ONE! . . TWO! . . Yun kicks out again. Stephy Auger: That was a very close two count. I think Cordy's like a shark in the water right now. She smells blood. Cordy quickly drags Yun towards the nearest corner before she climbs out onto the apron and heads up top. Once Cordy's on the top turnbuckle, she takes a deep breath...before Yun quickly springs to her feet and goes to take Cordy's legs out, but Stevenson hops over her and down to the ring. Saint Sexy quickly rolls to her feet, then quickly turns around before charging towards Seoul City's Baddest Female, only to be met with a roundhouse to the head that has her stumbling away from Yun before falling back first onto the mat! Yun quickly rushes in and goes for the cover, looking to pick up the victory. Kris Cruise: Good lord, what a roundhouse kick! Stephy Auger: That definitely knocked some cobwebs loose! ONE! . . TWO! . . Cordy kicks out! Yun doesn't stop her attack there as she quickly gets to her feet, then hits an elbow drop. She repeats this process another four times, getting the audience to even count along. Yun then quickly heads towards the corner once more, climbing the turnbuckles from inside of the ring, taking glances behind her to make sure Cordy's still down and out. Once at the top turnbuckle, Yun doesn't waste any time and quickly leaps off, landing right on top of Cordy with a moonsault (FINALLY). Yun then goes for the cover as the audience counts along. ONE! . . TWO! . . Cordy kicks out! Goeun quickly gets to her feet, then connects with a leg drop before she desperately goes for the cover again, hoping this would be it. ONE! . . TWO! . . Cordy kicks out again! Kris Cruise: Yun is really starting to get on a roll here, but Cordy's definitely driving her determination by kicking out all of those times. Stephy Auger: This has been an interesting matchup from the beginning, Kris. Goeun slowly gets to her feet after the last pin attempt isn't successful and grabs Stevenson and gets her up both feet. Yun hooks Cordy's head and looks ready to go for a DDT, but Cordy begins to elbow Yun in the ribs before she tries to escape out of the hold she's in, only for Yun to come back and tighten it! Yun then drops down and drives Cordy's head right into the mat with a DDT as the audience cheers! Yun then quickly gets to her feet once more before she grabs Cordy and drags her towards the nearest corner possible. Yun then begins to climb the turnbuckles, now going about it much slower than before as she has suffered some punishment from this match as well. But once she gets to the top, Cordy comes rushing in and quickly climbs the turnbuckles from the other side! Cordy catches Yun with a shot to the gut before she hooks her head and looks to go a superplex, but Yun quickly escapes her hold and catches her with a headbutt that sends her falling back down onto the mat! Cordy then slowly gets to her feet before Yun leaps off and catches her with a missile dropkick to a big pop from the audience! The move hits Cordy so hard that she ends up hitting the mat, then falling out of the ring! Yun then gets to her feet and starts clapping her hands, the audience joining her, as she waits for Cordy to get to her feet outside of the ring. Once Cordy's to her feet, Yun goes to run through the ropes, but is actually met with a jumping spinning back kick from Cordy, knocking Yun out cold as she hangs on the middle rope, body gone limp from the kick that just caught her. Kris Cruise: Cordy Stevenson just caught Yun Goeun with the Foot Fetish from out of nowhere! Stephy Auger: Jesus, Yun looks like she's out cold right now. Cordy, as quickly as possible, slides back into the ring before she pulls Yun off of the ropes and down onto the mat. Cordy then quickly goes for the cover as the ref drops down to count. ONE! . . TWO! . . Th-YUN KICKS OUT! Kris Cruise: What?! Stephy Auger: Somehow, Yun finds a way to kick out and stay alive in this match! Cordy looks up at the ref in disbelief as Yun kicked out from what once used to put a lot of people in PDW away. Cordy gets to her feet and looks at Yun, not knowing what to really do next. She grabs the South Korean by her head and gets her up to both feet before irish whipping her hard towards the nearest corner. Yun hits the corner chest first and bounces back, slowly stumbling before she's taken off of her feet with a legsweep! Yun falls flat on her back as Cordy gets to her feet right afterwards, looks out at the audience, then walks in front of Yun's body before flipping back and connecting with a standing moonsault kneedrop, her knee driven right into Yun's face as the audience lets out a unanimous "oh". Cordy then quickly goes for the cover as Yun clutches at her face, hoping that absolutely nothing is broken. Kris Cruise: Ow, ow, ow. A standing moonsault kneedrop right to the face of Yun Goeun. Christ. ONE! . . TWO! . . Yun kicks out again! Stephy Auger: Yun stays alive! Both of these women really are dishing out the punishment on one another. Cordy quickly grabs Yun again by the head before she whips her towards the ropes. Yun bounces off of them and Cordy keels over, looking to perform some kind of attack, only for Yun to leapfrog her at the last second! Yun then runs towards the ropes in front of her, leaps on them, then leaps off of them before coming right down on Cordy with a springboard clothesline! Cordy and Yun both lie on the mat as they try to catch their breath, but eventually, Yun crawls towards Cordy, then goes for the cover, not bothering to hook the legs of Stevenson. ONE! . . TWO! . . Cordy kicks out! Kris Cruise: Yun was able to get the pin attempt, but she sure took her time, huh? Stephy Auger: Yes, definitely. Also, not hooking the legs made it that much easier for Cordy to kick out at the last second. Yun slowly gets to her feet afterwards, looking out at the audience, exhausted from what's been going on in this match. She waits for Cordy to get to her feet and once Stevenson does, Goeun kicks her right in the gut before hooking her head and planting her with a clean DDT, even forcing Cordy to go upright for a second before she fell back down. Yun then quickly went for the cover yet again! ONE! . . TWO! . . Cordy kicks out! Kris Cruise: And Cordy stays alive! Stephy Auger: Neither of these women are willing to give this match up that easily! Goeun slowly gets to all fours, slapping the mat in frustration before she gets to her feet and starts taking deep breaths. Stevenson slowly rolls out of the ring all the way down to the ground, eventually rolling onto all fours herself and even breathing deeply. Cordy slowly gets to her feet afterwards using the barricade before she turns around...and is met with a sailing Yun Goeun, who crashes right into her, connecting with a suicide dive! Cordy's back slams right into the barricade as Yun crashes into her, the audience cheering their heads off after the high flying move connected! Yun then slapped hands with some of the fans in the front row before she grabbed Cordy, rolled her back into the ring, then got on the apron. Kris Cruise: What a suicide dive by Yun Goeun! She's fully in control right now! Yun then slowly began to climb the turnbuckles nearby until she reached the top turnbuckle. Yun then quickly leaped off, landing right on top of Cordy's chest with a top rope elbow drop before she frantically goes for the cover as the audience cheers! Stephy Auger: Top rope elbow drop from Yun! Cordy's out of it now! ONE! . . TWO! . . Th-CORDY KICKS OUT! Kris Cruise: Unbelievable! Cordy kicks out again! Yun looks absolutely stunned as she looks over at the ref while on her knees, motioning and asking whether it was a three count or not. The ref flashes back two fingers, letting her know it was a two count, and Yun slams the mat in frustration again. She slowly gets to her feet afterwards and begins motioning for the One Hit Wonder, the audience members in attendance that are big Yun fans beginning to chant "Aja! Aja! HWAITING!" over and over again. Cordy slowly crawls towards the corner and uses the turnbuckles to help herself up before slowly turning around. Yun then moves forward and performs her 540 Crescent Kick... Stephy Auger: One Hit Wonder!!! But Cordy ducks it at the last second, forcing Yun to hit the turnbuckles instead! Kris Cruise: Nobody's home! Cordy quickly sees the advantage she's got and grabs Yun before pulling her towards the center of the ring, hooking her head, and planting her into the mat with The Allure! The audience cheers as Cordy slowly goes for the cover, lazily hooking the outside leg of Yun as the ref drops down for the count! Stephy Auger: The Allure connects! That's ball game! ONE! . . TWO! . . THREE!!! J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this match....CORDY STEVENSON!!! “If” by Janet Jackson begins to blare throughout the arena as Cordy has her hand raised in victory. After the few seconds of celebration, Cordy kneels down next to Yun, who is on all fours, and pats her on the back before helping her up to both feet and raising her hand in the air to cheers from the audience. Kris Cruise: Great sportsmanship by Cordy there! Stephy Auger: And a hard fought and well earned victory from the number one contender! Definitely what she needed! |
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Post by FGA Office on Jun 13, 2015 22:29:59 GMT -5
Spencer Burke: Ladies and gentlemen...Jimmy Page.
(Page drags himself into the camera’s focus with a spacey glare in his eyes. Burke swallows slightly, placing the microphone to his lips.)
Spencer Burke: Jimmy, during the main event of Dynamic Duos...we saw you. And, what we saw was you, Jimmy Page, staring at Zero McHannon. What exactly was that all about?
(Spencer raises the microphone towards Page, who just keeps staring off into space. Page parts his lips, tilting his head slightly.)
Jimmy Page: When I first came here, back in 2013, I was a nobody. I jumped from ship to ship, making whatever money I could from his job. From company to company, it all fell apart. I was a nobody, I was expendable, I was this thing that could be thrown away. You know what I told myself while I was cookin’ steaks for old drunks at this Waffle House in Flint…? “Things would get better.” I told myself that hoping, some ounce of a MIRACLE would change my situation. And so I waited, and I waited, and finally FGA signed me.
(Page pauses.)
Jimmy Page: And the competition here, people were content at being second best. People were content on their positions here. I noticed no one was hungry, but me, I was DROOLING at the chance to make a name for myself. Even if people HATED me, even if people ABHORRED the mere thought of my existence, I had F...G...A. And FGA, before Chris Q left, before Chandler Scott went off to find relevance, back when Dom Harter got suspended and was gifted a title opportunity, I...FOUGHT! I FOUGHT! And people will always try and put an asterisk on my career here. I get mocked--
(Page swallows hard, blinked a bit, his expression turning into pent up rage that was beginning to surface.)
Jimmy Page: And soon I realized the mocking, and the name calling, at the SPITE was out of jealousy. Because people couldn’t take I was the best, no one could take that I WORKED for my opportunity; I didn’t have to go out on stage and play someone else’s music to be NOTICED, I didn’t have to be a BRO or a FRAT or apart of the MURDER; I AM my OWN...MAN...and I take pride in that. I take pride in being a man, I take pride being the IDOL of FGA. I loss my championship, and I feel hollow. I’m a GHOST, I’m NOTHING, and I told people that!! And now I look around FGA and I see people who want to take away what little light I have here. Everyone who’s come here, everyone who has HEARD about this company wishes to take away my pinch of happiness.
(Page pauses again, this time, looking sad.)
Jimmy Page: They want to bury me. They don’t want me anymore, but you know what, if I can’t have the light…
Page’s eyes become twisted, almost as cold as a snake’s. They were in a slight squint as he glared icy daggers into Spencer Burke’s soul.
Jimmy Page: ...No one can. And I don’t care who I have to go through, I don’t care who has to suffer, but someone is going to pay. Someone has to pay for this, because it’s their fault. I worked too hard, I’ve bled, I’ve been rejected, and THIS...IS MY ONLY...PARADISE!!! I’ve carved out my personal piece of HEAVEN AND NO ONE...IS ALLOWED INSIDE!!! But, now the gates have been opened, now these heretics are flooding in. I feel like it’s my right to send them back from where they came don’t you think? I think it’s my RIGHT to take back my THRONE!!! I THINK...IT’S MY RIGHT AS KING...OF THE FUCKIN’ WORLD...DON’T YOU THINK SO?!?!
I AM NOT AN AFTERTHOUGHT!!! I’M NO ONE’S SECOND FIDDLED, I AM KING OF FGA!!! CHANDLER SCOTT MAY HAVE MY TITLE, BUT HE WILL NEVER BE KING!!! And so help me GOD, SO HELP ME GOD, I will take it ALL...BACK!!! ALL OF IT!!! You can’t get rid of me, no one can, and the sooner everyone knows that, the better. People want to know why I was at that main event? I was looking at the FUTURE...of this company. And I can tell you, that future is bleak; That future is going to be mundane. I want to save people from the present and the future. It’s a hard pill to swallow, but people will come to realize.
Page glares into the camera.
Jimmy Page: I’M ALL YOU GOT!!
Page brushes pass Burke, who looks on, kind of pale at Page’s tangent. The scene then begins to fade, and then...black.
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Post by FGA Office on Jun 13, 2015 22:30:34 GMT -5
Camellia D. Magna vs. Andrew Myers vs. Alastor Wych vs. Jason Richards Kris Cruise: Jimmy Page doesn’t look best pleased tonight, I feel sorry for anyone who’s going to get in his way. Stephy Auger: Indeed. But for now all four competitors are already in the ring, it’s time for our second match of the night. As the bell rings, all four competitors stand in their respective corners, warily eyeing the competition and waiting to see who will make the first move. Finally, Alastor Wych is the first to move, but he drops and rolls out of the ring to boos from the crowd. Cami, Richards and Myers all glare at him suspiciously as he simply nods back at them with an arrogant smirk, and motions for them to have at it. The remaining three competitors in the ring look at one another, before turning their eye back to Alastor. Richards then drops to the mat and rolls out of the ring, while Myers does the same on the opposite side. Cami walks to the center of the ring and motions for Alastor to enter as Richards and Myers approach him from flanking positions. Kris Cruise: After what he did to Sebastian Grey, I’d say Alastor Wych is about to get what’s coming to him! Alastor glances from side to side at the quickly approaching men. He then glances up at Cami who is beckoning him back into the ring. With his plan to remove himself from the fray a bit and allowing his opponents to wear themselves out a bit, seemingly ruined, Alastor snarls and makes a break towards the ring just before Andrew Myers and Jason Richards get to him! He slides in and pops to his feet and the crowd quickly erupts as Camellia D. Magna catches him with a spin kick right to the midsection. She then rocks him with a few forearm shots that stagger him back. She pushes him against the ropes and whips him across the ring. As Alastor comes back, she drops to the mat and he hops over her, only to get caught with a spinning heel kick from Jason Richards! Alastor hits the mat hard and rolls to the outside. Richards climbs to his feet, but he’s promptly pulled down into a schoolgirl pin by Camellia! ONE! . . TWO! . . NO! Kris Cruise: The count broken up! Stephy Auger: Cami Magna trying to steal the early victory there. Andrew Myers jumps in to break up the count. He lifts Camellia to her feet, and rocks her with a European uppercut. He grabs her by the wrist before she staggers away and starts pushing her back towards the ropes. Jason Richards climbs to his feet, and grabs hold of her other arm. The two men shove her against the ropes and then whip her across the ring. Cami hits the ropes, and just as she’s about to rebound, Alastor Wych grabs her by the ankles and yanks her out of the ring. The crowd boos as he nails her repeatedly with hard right hands before throwing her shoulder first into the barricade. Alastor turns towards the ring and is instantly met with stereo baseball slides from Richards and Myers that launch him flying back into the guardrail, right next to Camellia. Richards moves towards the downed competitors, but Myers sees an opportunity as he grabs Richards by the wrist and turns him into a hard forearm shot. He then sends Richards crashing face first into the steel ring post. Stephy Auger: Ouch, I felt that one from here. Myers walks over and delivers a boot to the side of Alastor’s head. He then gives Camellia a hard boot to the ribs, making sure that she stays down as he shifts his attention back towards Richards. Myers picks Richards up off of the floor and rolls him into the ring. He then hops up onto the apron. He hoists himself up onto the ropes and connects with a beautiful springboard 450 splash! He then hooks the leg and goes for the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . THR-- NO! Jason Richards is able to kick out. Myers gets him back to a vertical base and delivers a scathing knife edge chop that spins Richards around. He then pulls Richards into a waistlock, and attempts to German Suplex him, but Richards blocks the attempts and counters, catching Myers with a wheelbarrow victory roll to cheers from the crowd. Stephy Auger: Great counter by Jason Richards! ONE! . . TWO! . . THR-- NO! Kris Cruise: Close, but no cigar. Andrew Myers kicks out. Both competitors scramble to their feet but Richards is quicker to the draw as he hops forward and connects with a calf kick. Myers hits the mat but rolls to a kneeling position. Richards pushes forward, shoving Myers to his feet and back into the ropes before attempting to whip Myers across the ring. Myers reverses the attempt however, instead sending Richards hurtling towards the ropes. As he rebounds, Myers looks to connect with a clothesline, but Richards ducks underneath. As he's speeding by, he hooks an arm around Myers' waist and pulls up behind him, launching him back with a bridging German suplex to cheers from the crowd. ONE! . . TWO! . . THR-- NO! Camellia D. Magna drops an axe handle smash to break things up. She gets Richards to his feet and tosses him out of the ring. She then turns her attention back towards Myers and drops down pelting him with a barrage of punches. Stephy Auger: Cami Magna is on fire here. She then gets to her feet and drives a boot to his side before lifting him to his feet. She hits a spin kick that doubles him over, and then bits the ropes, bouncing back and connecting with a swinging neck breaker to cheers from the crowd. She quickly springs to her feet, and Myers rolls to his. Camellia then connects with a flying calf kick to cheers from the crowd. She goes for a cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . THR-- NO! Myers is able to kick out. Cami stands him up and then charges into the ropes. She bounces back, springing forward with a double handspring. She then delivers a spinning elbow, and follows it up with a spinning high kick; the Crown of Thorns! She then drops to make the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . THR-- NO! The crowd quickly erupts into a chorus of boos as Alastor Wych drives a boot to the back of Camellia's skull, breaking up the pin. He roughly snatches her up by the hair and then floors her with a snapping right hand. He reaches down, grabbing her by the throat and yanks her to her feet once again, tightening his grip as she frantically claws, trying to pull from his grasp. Kris Cruise: This doesn’t look good for Cami. He viciously tosses her against the corner turnbuckle and then wears her down with boots to the midsection that slump her in the corner. He saunters around the ring, taking in the jeers of the crowd, before storming back and continuing his assault on Camellia with a vicious round of mudhole stomps. Stephy Auger: Watch out for Jason Richards. While Wych is preoccupied with Camellia, Jason Richards rolls into the ring and dives onto Andrew Myers; trying to steal a victory. ONE! . . TWO! Before the ref can even attempt to count a three. Alastor Wych rushes over and cracks him in the head with a boot. He snatches Richards up, and drives a knee up into his gut, before violently tossing him into the corner. Wych backpedals before surging forward, looking to connect with a corner splash! Richards moves out of the way however, causing Wych to crash into the turnbuckle. Kris Cruise: Crash and burn! Richards sprints sideways from the corner, towards the ropes. He then bounces back and charges, leaping into the air and connecting with a flying corner knee strike. He lands and grabs Wych by the back of the head, throwing him down onto the mat, before stepping out onto the apron and connecting with a Slingshot leg drop to cheers from the crowd. He then rolls over and hooks a leg. ONE! . . TWO! . . THR-- NO! Alastor Wych muscles his way out. Richards climbs back to his feet and slowly pulls Alastor to a vertical base, but Wyche slaps his arm away. Wyche delivers a hard right hand that staggers Richards, and then winds up to throw another. He throws wildly and Richards ducks underneath. Wyche’s momentum carries him around, and Richards lifts him up, connecting with a Blue Thunder Driver! As soon as the move lands, Andrew Myers lunges forward with a low Superkick that nails Richards right in the face. He instantly falls back to the mat writhing in pain, and Myers slowly nudges him out of the ring with his boot. Kris Cruise: I don’t think we’ll be seeing Jason Richards again tonight. As Myers turns around, he spies Camellia charging towards him. At the last second, he dips down, and back body drops her over the top rope! Camellia manages to grab hold of the rope and ends up sticking an awkward landing on the apron, but Myers never notices. He instead keys in on Wych who is pushing to a kneeling position. Myers surges forward, and locks Wych in a Shining Triangle, a move that he calls the Myers Special Remix! Wych is struggling, fighting as hard as he can to break from the hold. Just when it seems he’s near his end…. Stephy Auger: Wych is fighting, but how much longer can he hold on for? Camellia D Magna flies into the ring with a springboard elbow drop on Myers to cheers from the crowd. She slowly climbs to her feet and watches as Wych groggily pushes to a kneeling position. Once he’s straightened up, she bursts forward and connects with an enziguri that sends Wych flopping around the ring, and eventually rolling out. She then pushes to her feet and makes her way towards the outside. The fans thunder as she patiently waits for Myers to stagger to his feet. Once he’s up, she goes for the Snapdragon Fire and connects! She hooks the leg and leans forward for leverage on the pin. One . . Two . . THREE!!!! J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this match, CAMELLIA D. MAGNA! Kris Cruise: An impressive win by Camellia D. Magna here tonight, and she’s certainly bounced back from some recent disappointing results in emphatic style. Stephy Auger: She took control of things from start to finish, Kris. It was almost like we were seeing a new Cami out there. |
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Post by FGA Office on Jun 13, 2015 22:31:25 GMT -5
Spencer Burke stands in front of the camera, grinning from cheek to cheek. The interviewer waits for the recording signal and raises his microphone.
Spencer Burke: Ladies and gentleman, I have the honor and the privilege to introduce my guests at this time; Sunshine Scandalous Tony Carmine and the FGA World Champion, Chandler Scott. Known as the Fratdaddies.
The camera pans over to Chandler Scott and Tony Carmine who’s filing his nails, not really paying attention.
Spencer Burke: Well I’d like to start with the champ. What are your thoughts on your match tonight, especially knowing you’re getting back in the ring with Sean Sands? A man that still believes he can earn himself another shot at your title down the road.
Chandler Scott: Well there’s some little kid out there that believes he can fly. But guess what? He’s wrong, too. The fact of the matter is this, Burke. Sean Sands had his chance to win a shot at this. But he failed to win the Gold Rush Rumble. Sands had a chance to outright win this championship back at A New Odyssey. But oh, that’s right, he failed to win there, too. There comes a point in time when Sands has to look himself in the mirror and realize that he’s not good enough to win this title anymore. He needs to understand that he’s not even good enough to contend for this title anymore. He had his day. He got his little fluke title win two years ago. But now it’s 2015 and no one is clamoring for him to be the next FGA World Champion. And even if they were, Sands doesn’t have it in him to make that happen. For once in his sad, pathetic, miserable life, Sands needs to admit the truth. Sands needs to become a man for the first time in his life and face the truth. And if a certain former Olympic athlete has taught us anything over these last few weeks, it’s never too late to make that change.
Tony’s holding back laughter as Spencer jumps into the next question.
Spencer Burke: And what about Zero McHannon?
Chandler Scott: What about him? He came into this company with a lot of hype. Heads turned when he resurfaced after being away for over a year. But what has he done since coming back to the world of wrestling? He had a strong performance in the Gold Rush Rumble. A record-setting performance, at that. But last I checked, he didn’t win the Rumble. He wasn’t the runner up. Heck, by the time the twentieth entrant of the Rumble appeared, he was long gone. Look, Zero’s a talented wrestler. He comes into this company as a highly-respected competitor because of his work elsewhere. And I’d go so far as to say that, unlike his partner, him being held in high regard is warranted. But is he better than myself or this man standing to my left? That I highly doubt and two of us will prove that in this very ring tonight.
Sunshine Scandalous Tony Carmine tosses his nail filer into his back pocket.
Sunshine Tony: Look Bad Bama Burke it’s like this. Sometime in between coming down the ramp for the Gold Rush Rumble and stomping the daylights out of some rookie like Jimmy Orion…
Spencer cuts him off.
Spencer Burke: Jason Orion…
Sunshine Tony: I know I just don’t give shit. Don’t you interrupt the Fratdaddies again or I’ll get the champ here to make sure you’re back in Omaha, Nebraska cooped up in a cubicle. Now as I was saying, the Scandalous One had an epiphany during the rumble match. That epiphany is this: the Fratdaddies can either go toe to toe for the world championship...or the Fratdaddies could grab every got damn piece of extravagant shiny accessories there are. Divide and conquer, Burke.
The interviewer adjusts his tie.
Spencer Burke: Well when you say divide and conquer, what exactly do you mean?
Tony rolls his eyes and sucks his teeth.
Sunshine Tony: Must I spell everything out for you? I guess common sense isn’t so common. What the hell do you think I mean? Seth Lawless isn’t here right now you know why? Because until he gets the fire and drive back and starts whooping ass like we know he can, he doesn’t deserve to stand here with us. But that’s ok. Seth isn’t needed for what me and Mr. Handsome Harvard are going to do to Seanny Sophomore and Zero Shapiro. The entire world knows what’s going to happen once the real stars of FGA are out there leading by example. Now if you’ll excuse us, the CHAMP here has to get ready for our match later.
Tony slings his arm over Chandler as Spencer Burke starts to walk away. The Scandalous One snaps his fingers out towards him. Spencer turns around.
Sunshine Tony: But hey honey, if you want to see some Sunshine...you won’t have to wait for too much longer. Toodles.
Tony blows a kiss to Burke before waving him off.
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Post by FGA Office on Jun 13, 2015 22:31:55 GMT -5
(A plain door in a quiet backstage area... and knocking on it is perhaps the FGA roster's biggest antithesis of 'plain' and 'quiet', Laurel Anne Hardy.
She waits a moment, and soon enough the door opens to reveal none other than the battle-hardened vet, Chris Bond. The head trainer of the LDFC is dressed to compete for his match later on, and proudly sporting an official #FGAProud red lion tee.)
Laurel Anne Hardy: Ey man. How's it goin'? Just wanted to, ah, confirm that you're still up for makin' some mayhem with me some time soon?
Chris Bond: Laurel, you can bet your ass that I'm more than game to bust some skulls, and make some folks bleed. And as you know, I have no problem giving everything I've got in that ring. And to be honest, I'm stoked to compete in something so brutal that the fans who watch this know that we are modern day gladiators competing in a Lion's den. No pun intended.
(The two share a quick laugh.)
Laurel Anne Hardy: Listen, I wanted to say as well... thank you. I’ve wanted... nonono, I've needed some'n like this for a while now, an' it means a lot to me that you wanna be part of it. Thank you, I won't forget it. And I know you're one of the toughest, most adept deathmatchers in the whole of FGA as well - I've seen your cage matches, man, your Chivalry is Dead matches, and I was impressed. So to do this with someone of your talent, that's fantastic. It's always a pleasure to mix it up with another master. Hopefully we'll get some other people who wanna, y'know, cut loose an' have some fun like that, make a statement, put on a show...
(Bond nods, remembering those encounters quite well.)
Chris Bond: I'm sure there are plenty of people who would love to get just as brutal as us. And I appreciate the fact that you are just as excited for such an extreme and brutal match. I am just as in need of some barbaric fighting to prove to not only my doubters but myself that I can still dance to my favorite song. I sincerely appreciate the hospitality you have offered me in allowing me to accompany you on this violent adventure
(She nods.)
Laurel Anne Hardy: Wanna do things that've never been done in that ring, yeh?
(He smiles.)
Chris Bond: You fucking bet your ass I'm ready to do things to thrill them all and leave them wanting more. We're going to show the world the innovative and vicious side of the FGA!
Laurel Anne Hardy: That's what I like to hear!
(They slap hands into a fist bump, both looking forward to some havoc.)
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Post by FGA Office on Jun 13, 2015 22:32:23 GMT -5
Jason Orion vs. Maurice Graham J.A. Aldridge: The following contest is set for one fall! The drums of The Beatles' 'Everybody's Got Something To Hide (Except For Me And My Monkey)' begin to play, drawing a cheer from the crowd. A moment later, Jason Orion comes out of the tunnel with Spot Monkey across his shoulders as always. J.A. Aldridge: Introducing first… From Gary, Indiana… JAAAAAAAAASON ORIOOOOOON!!!! As the lyrics to the song kick in, he begins to run down the aisle, slapping hands. Once at ringside, he takes a moment to hand Spot Monkey over to a ring technician, on his leash, before vaulting over the top rope onto the centre of the ring. J.A. Aldridge: And his opponent… “Breathe” by Fabolous hits and the lights begin to strobe. Maurice Graham walk out to the stage wearing a black knit cap and a black t-shirt with the word “iWrestle” in red on the front and “uTap” in red on the back. After doing a few air jabs to loosen up, he heads to the ring with his left fist in the air, a look of focus on his face. J.A. Aldridge: From Springfield, Massachusetts… “THE MACHINE!” MAAAAAAAAAURICE… GRAHAAAAAAAAAAM! As he arrives to the ring he rolls underneath the bottom rope, jumps to his feet in the center of the ring, and raises his left fist back into the air. He then climbs to the second turnbuckle and acknowledges fans that are cheering him, point to them and nodding. As the music fades he removes his cap and shirt and tosses them to the crowd. Stephy Auger: Jason Orion is fresh off an impressive performance in the rumble, as well as a recent victory over Tatsuya Natsume. Kris Cruise: Whereas Maurice Graham has had a string of bad results as of late. Can he turn it around tonight? Stephy Auger: Or will The Monkey Nation be celebrating again tonight? There’s only one way to find out. Right after the opening bell tolled, Maurice Graham and Jason Orion tie up in the center of the ring, Graham pulling Orion into a hold. Graham wrenched some pressure in, spun around, and kneed Orion in the face before he scooped him up and slammed him down! Graham mounted over top of Orion and started wailing away with rights and lefts to his opponent’s face. Graham lifted Orion up to a vertical stance and looked for a snap suplex, but Orion punched Graham in the midsection to get himself free, and then connected with a step up enziguri! Orion pushed himself up to his feet and saw Graham down on one knee. Orion bounced off the ropes, and came charging back with a low diving forearm smash that Graham the bigger Graham down to the mat! But Orion didn’t stop there as he bounced himself off the ropes once again and hit a running senton on his opponent! He went for the quick first cover… ONE! . . TWO! . . KICKOUT! Graham forcefully kicked out just as the referee’s hand slapped the mat for the two. Orion quickly wrapped his arms around Graham’s neck and wrenched in a sleeper hold, but Graham willed himself up to his feet, elbowed himself free, and hit Orion with a nice sidewalk slam! Graham immediately lifted Orion up to his feet, lifted him up in the air and executed a huge spinebuster right in the center of the ring! Stephy Auger: Huge spinebuster there from Graham! Kris Cruise: Back and forth action here from these two tonight so far. Stephy Auger: Yeah, but I think that spinebuster was just what Maurice needed to swing things to his favor. Graham moved over to Orion’s legs and stomped down on his right ankle! He shuffled over to the side a bit and did the exact same thing to Orion’s ankle, pressing down on the pressure on this one. Graham then bounced off the ropes and landed a big jumping first drop on Orion, following the attack with pushups next to the hurt Orion to cheers and some jeers from the crowd. Graham grabbed a hold of Orion’s head and brought him up to his feet, pushing him back against the turnbuckles. Graham started unleashing with knees to Orion’s midsection before he pulled him out of the corner, spun him around, and hit an angle slam! Graham crawled toward the downed Orion and made the cover… ONE! . . TWO! . . KICKOUT! Orion got his shoulder off the mat right after the referee’s two count. Graham grabbed a hold of Orion’s arm and looked for the arm triangle, but Orion fought out of it, connecting with knees right to the back of Graham’s head! Orion scrambled up to his feet, waited for Graham to get up, and then took him right down with a headscissors takedown! Orion potentially waited for Graham to get up once again, this time catching with a hurricanrana, followed by right hands to the face! Kris Cruise: And just like that the pace of the match swings right back in Jason Orion’s favor. Stephy Auger: Been a fun match so far, but momentum can’t be swinging back and forth like this. One of these two are gonna have to take control of this match. Kris Cruise: I agree with that, Stephy. However, it has been to watch these two exchange shot after shot. With Maurice Graham grounded, Orion pointed up at the sky and stepped out onto the apron. He climbed up to the top turnbuckle and looked down at the immobile Maurice Graham. After catching his balance, Orion leaped off the top rope and looked for a frog splash -- but Graham gets his knees up! Orion lands hard and immediately clutched at his stomach as Graham pushed himself up to his feet. Graham waited for Orion to turn around, and once he did, he wrapped his arm around Orion’s neck and shoulders and executed a nice uranage before falling on top of his opponent to make the cover! ONE! . . TWO! . . THR--KICKOUT! Orion got his shoulder off the mat before the referee’s hand came down for the three. Graham looked over at the referee and double checked the count, but the referee forcefully threw two fingers up in Graham’s face. Graham looked at the downed Orion and pushed himself up to his feet. He moved over toward the counter and looked like he was setting up for the superkick to set up for the “Lockdown” but Orion rolled himself underneath the bottom rope, out onto the apron, and away from harm's way. Kris Cruise: Smart move by Orion there. Getting himself out of the ring and onto the apron to prevent any submission or strike from Graham. Stephy Auger: Rolling out of the ring won’t win him the match, Kris. He’s gonna have to square up with Graham eventually. Graham shook his head and walked over toward the ropes, reaching over the to grab a hold of Orion’s head. He brought Orion up to his feet and looked to suplex him back in the ring, but Orion fought out of it and pulled down on Orion’s head, causing his throat and neck to whiplash off the ropes! Orion bounced right back onto the apron, waited for Graham to turn around, and then springboarded himself back into the ring with a crossbody and a pin! ONE! . . TWO! . . THR---KICKOUT! Graham gets his shoulder up at the last possible moment, surprising Orion and much of the audience. Orion didn’t let up on his attack, bringing Graham back up to his feet only to spike his face into the mat with a sitout facebuster! Orion pointed up at the sky again as he walked out of the ring and made his way up the ropes. Kris Cruise: Orion’s gonna fly again! Orion set himself up, but Graham pushed himself up to his feet, climbed up the turnbuckles, and hit a monstrous belly to belly suplex from the top rope! The crowd nearly blew the roof off the arena, chanting holy shit! repeatedly as Graham crawled toward Orion to make the cover… ONE! . . TWO! . . THRRRRRRKICKOUT! Orion gets his shoulder up again, surprising the spent Graham. Graham held up three fingers in the referee’s direction, but the referee shot back two in his way, Graham not knowing what else to do to put Orion away. Graham got back to his feet and grabbed a hold of Orion head. He irish whipped him into the ropes and went for the superkick once again, but Orion ducked underneath it! He kept running off the ropes while Graham tucked his head for a back body attempt, but Orion wrapped his arm around Graham’s head and spiked him into the mat with the “Short but Sweet” DDT! Kris Cruise: Front flip DDT! This one’s over! Orion crawled toward Graham and turned him on his back, throwing his arm over his chest to make the cover… ONE! . . TWO! . . THREE! J.A. Aldridge: Here is your winner… JAAAASON ORRRRRRRRRRION!! With his music playing throughout the arena, Jason Orion stand up to have his arm raised by the official. Graham is beginning to stir as Orion poses on the middle ropes. Stephy Auger: He did it; Jason Orion continues his winning ways here tonight. Orion moves back towards the center of the ring as Graham pushes himself up to a vertical base. There’s a moment of silence between them until finally Maurice extends the hand, drawing a cheer from the crowd. Jason doesn’t hesitate, shaking hands with his opponent before Maurice raises Orion’s hand into the air. The fans applauding the display of showmanship… Kris Cruise: What the hell?! Orion drops to the mat as the Superkick connects. The fans here in Prescott fall silent as Maurice Graham sneers down at his prone foe, before stomping away at the helpless Jason Orion. The boos begin as Graham drags The Vanilla Midget back to his feet before hitting The Cold Shoulder! Orion is out cold as Graham stands over him for a moment. The crowd booing still as Maurice exits the ring, heading back up the aisle with a smirk on his face. Stephy Auger: What did he do that for? Kris Cruise: I’m not sure, Stephy. Do you think Jason Orion is ok after that? |
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Post by FGA Office on Jun 13, 2015 22:32:51 GMT -5
The cameras jump to the backstage area where we see Seth Lawless on the way to the ring for his match. He rounds the corner into the hallway with medical, that leads to the Gorilla Position and the entry ramp, as he does he hears someone singing, rather loudly.
???: WE'RE GONNA DANCE DANCE DANCE TILL WE RUN THIS TOOOOWN~
Seth lets out a sound of disgust as he draws closer to find Yun Goeun being looked at by medical, one of the doctors is taping up her right shoulder and looks unphased by her singing. Almost as if he has already gotten used to this.
Seth Lawless: And you wonder why no one respects you around here.
Seth says to Yun, standing there staring at her. She has her headphones on and does not hear him, or realize he is there until the doctor taps her on the shoulder, causing her to take her headphones off. The doctor points to Seth.
Yun Goeun: Did you say something?
Seth Lawless: After what happened earlier in the ring, I would have expected any other wrestler to be showing some kind of emotion other than.. I don't even know what to call what you are doing besides being an annoyance to the rest of us who are serious about what we do.
Yun makes to get up off the table, shooting a gaze of anger right at Seth Lawless, but the doctor forces her back down. Seth just stares at her for a few more moments then heads off down the hallway to prepare to head to the ring...
Yun Goeun: What the hell was his problem?
Doctor: You'll have plenty of time to figure that out, but right now we really need to finish with your shoulder, if you would please...
Yun stares down the hallway after Seth, long out of sight now. She just shrugs and puts her headphones back on, returning to her loud signing.
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Post by FGA Office on Jun 13, 2015 22:33:27 GMT -5
(Backstage Dan and Hadley are standing outside of their locker room. Dan is standing with his back leaning against the door and Hadley looks as if she’s about to leave for something. She’s nodding as Dan speaks. The camera comes closer and closer until their conversation can be heard.)
Dan Herrera: That’s it Hadley. I mean, for everything that they’ve said and all that we know they’re capable of if we just go out there and wrestle the way we’ve been training the last month, we’ll be fine. I know we’ll be discounted because of me, but the vegas odds are alot closer than the internet would make things seem.
(Hadley shrugs at the mention of the internet.)
Hadley Herrera: I’ve noticed you make mention of the Internet crowd alot Dan. Why do you care so much about them? I don’t care what they say. I know that Vanagloria has a tough road ahead of them. They know it too. And it’s not like we’ve made any secret of knowing we have to be at our best tonight to win. But we are at our best, and we’re only getting better. This is our time.
(Dan feels his phone vibrate in his pocket. He pulls it out and sees a notification from his FGAWrestleNewz app about their match. Hadley sees it on his phone and shakes her head.)
Dan Herrera: I don’t care that much. It’s just I believe for me to truly be the man in this business I want, everyone out there has to be on board with me. And despite the fact that the crowd eats it up everytime I’m in the ring I just can’t understand why I can’t get over with them.
(Hadley grabs Dan’s phone from his hand. She deletes the message and hands the phone back to him.)
Hadley Herrera: What we have to do is go out there and win tonight. Then after that go and win again. Then after that, go and win again. Then hold the Tag Team Championships over our heads. That’ll get you what you want Dan. That’s the way to put them behind you. That’s how we show the whole world just who we are and exactly what we’re capable of. Me and you, Dan. We’re going to do this.
Dan Herrera: Yeah, you’re right. So let’s do this tonight then.
(Dan looks over and sees Chandler Scott coming far too late for his liking. Chandler walks up on the two of them. Chandler gives Dan a nod and Dan nods back at him.)
Chandler Scott: Dan.
Dan Herrera: Chandler.
(Dan turns back to his sister putting his hand on her arm.)
Dan Herrera: We got this. I’ll catch up with you in a little bit.
(Dan turns back to Scott.)
Dan Herrera: Good luck tonight Chandler. I mean it.
Chandler Scott: Uh… thanks?
(Dan opens the door to his locker room and escapes into it. Hadley turns and leans against the door. Chandler puts his hand against the wall over her shoulder leaning towards her.)
Chandler Scott: As much as I “enjoy” Dan’s company, I’d much rather talk to you. Hopefully, you enjoyed last Monday as much as I did...
Hadley Herrera: I did! I had a great time! And I must admit, you’re cooking is much better than my own. No need to deny it. It was and I’m ok with that. I’d rather have you cook whenever I come over than vice versa. So let’s just keep with that trend huh?
(Hadley laughs. Chandler smiles and looks at the ground for a second. He looks back at Hadley.)
Chandler Scott: I think I can do that. But what about tonight? We’ve both got two big tag team matches. You and Dan against Vanagloria in Dynamic Duos while Tony and I have got Zero McHannon and Sean Sands.
Hadley Herrera: Yeah, well I hope we both find ways to win our matches. Both of us have some pretty damn tough opponents to go through. And as far as I’m concerned, you have to fight a tag team, and to coexist with a waste of a human as a tag team partner.
Chandler Scott: Heh, Tony… well, you see… the thing is… Tony’s just… misunderstand. Yeah, that’s it. Misunderstood. I understand he can be a bit… rough around the edges. He definitely had his random outbursts at people. But he’s not so bad. Trust me, you don’t have to worry about him.
(Hadley gives him a sour look. But the look then changes back to the happy go lucky one usually seen on her face.)
Hadley Herrera: You know he told me less than a month ago that he was going to “rape me”. He’s a real good guy, alright...
(Chandler begins rubbing the back of his neck. He’s clearly uncomfortable with Tony’s random outburst at Hadley over social media. Especially that tasteless line. While Chandler knows Tony would never do such a thing, or even half of the other crazy things he shouts out over Twitter, it was still uncalled for.)
Hadley Herrera: But whatever, you have your friends. I have mind, and we may not like them but that doesn’t matter none. You’re good to me and that’s all I care about. I really do hope you guys do well out there tonight.
Chandler Scott: Well that’s mighty big of you to wish us luck, Hadley. I’m sure someone, if the situation was reversed, wouldn’t be as gracious. So thank you. And you know what? Despite however I feel towards Dan, I hope you guys win tonight, too. Besides, I wouldn’t like seeing you guys eliminated from Dynamic Duos. I’d hate for you not to have any reason to stick around.
(Hadley laughs and punches him on the arm.)
Hadley Herrera: So that’s the only reason you want me to win huh? So you can get to see me more. I see how it is. Well I’m going to win to move on in this tournament. Seeing you is a fortunate side effect ok. Don’t think that it’s my motivating factor, even if it is a good factor to have.
Chandler Scott: No, seriously, I hope you guys win.
Hadley Herrera: Good. Cause you know I fight to win. And that’s what we’re doing tonight. Even if Vanagloria may have more experience in years wrestling than us. We’ll still be taking it to them. I really better go get some water like I was planning. I need to get that hydration going.
Chandler Scott: Yeah, I kind of having to get going myself...
Hadley Herrera: Maybe we can hang out again this week. Celebrate if the occasion calls for it?
Chandler Scott: Sounds like a plan.
Hadley Herrera: Great, talk to you then.
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Post by FGA Office on Jun 13, 2015 22:33:54 GMT -5
Izzy Anders vs. Seth Lawless J.A. Aldridge: The following contest is set for one fall! In an instance, "Guerrilla Radio" by Rage Against the Machine almost blasts the speakers useless. A light red shade spreads among the crowd. When the overpowering sounds of the song settle only a tad, Izzy makes her way out. She walks out, stepping close to the camera operator. Izzy puts up a boxing stance, throws a few, playful strikes at the camera, and gives the camera a smile before turning back to the ring. She rhythmically makes her way down to the ring, cracking her knuckles. She offers her hands to the audience, slapping any outstretched hands with passion and glee. J.A. Aldridge: Introducing first… From Cape Breton, Nova Scotia, Canada… IZZZZZZZYYYYYYY ANDDDDDDDDDDERS! She reaches ringside and proceeds to walk around the whole ring, greeting every fan there. She walks by the commentary team, yelling out at them. "You all ready for this?!" she yells before, getting onto the ring apron. She ascends the top rope, headbanging to the vigorous song. She leaps into the ring, bouncing around, keeping her intensity at an all-time high. Even as she stops moving around the ring, she still opts to bounce about. J.A. Aldridge: And her opponent… “Battle Born” plays over the arena loudspeakers. Seth comes out and has sunglasses on and slowly walks down the ramp not interacting with the fans or anyone else. He keeps his gaze set on the ring, smirking once he makes eye contact with Izzy Anders. J.A. Aldridge: From Detroit, Michigan… SETTTTTTTTTH… LAWLESS! He slides into the ring and waits for the match to begin. Kris Cruise: Izzy Anders has been nothing short of impressive since arriving here in FGA, already racking up victories over Jason Orion and Fujiko Mine. Stephy Auger: Now she’s set to face one of the Fratdaddies, Seth Lawless. He’s looking to recapture his winning form, and I believe he may do it tonight. He certainly has the size and strength advantage over Izzy Anders. Kris Cruise: Size and strength aren’t everything. But you’re right, he’s built like a brick wall. Stephy Auger: There’s the bell, this one is underway! Seth Lawless charges right at Izzy Anders and takes her down with a stiff clothesline. He starts stomping away at her limbs, circling around her body as he does so. Seth lifts Izzy up to a vertical base, spins her around, and executes a picture perfect German suplex! Seth bounces back up to his feet and taunts his downed opponent, getting a boatload of jeers from the crowd. Seth smirks as he grabs Izzy by her hair and rips her up to her feet, kicking her in the midsection. He goes for an atomic drop, but Izzy slides herself down Seth’s back and rolls him up for a quick cover! ONE! . . TWO! . . KICKOUT! Izzy almost gets the early three count, but Seth kicks out. Both competitors scramble to their feet, but it’s Lawless who strikes first with another clothesline. With Izzy down, Seth moves over toward her head and drops his knee right in her throat, holding it there while the referee makes the five count. Kris Cruise: Seth isn’t playing games here tonight. Stephy Auger: Or maybe he was until Izzy nearly beat him within seconds of the match. Kris Cruise: Well if he was, he certainly isn’t now. Seth pulls his knee off of Izzy’s throat right when the referee got his count up to four. He taunts the referee while grabbing a hold of Izzy’s hair, lifting her to a vertical base, and proceeds to irish whip her into the corner. Lawless grins as he stares at Izzy’s body in the corner, and charges in for a corner clothesline, but Izzy moves out of the way and hits Seth with a dropkick to the back that sends him through the ropes and to the outside! Izzy climbs out onto the apron and waits for Seth to get back to his feet. Once he does, Izzy leaps off the apron and connects with a double axehandle smash right to Seth’s head! Seth staggers back against the guardrail, and Izzy was right there to unleash a fury of kicks directly to Seth’s midsection! ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! The referee’s ten count didn’t seem to bother Izzy as she continues kicking away at Seth’s midsection until he was down. She slides back in the ring to break the referee’s ten count, and then slides back outside to put the boots to a downed Seth Lawless. Kris Cruise: This Izzy girl has been more impressive each and every week. Stephy Auger: Yeah, but it’s gonna take a lot more than a few kicks to the stomach to keep Lawless down. Kris Cruise: Seems to be working alright thus far, wouldn’t you say? Stephy Auger: Batteries work when they’re brand new, but eventually they run out of energy. Kris Cruise: I don’t exactly understand that analogy, but whatever. Izzy rips Lawless up to his feet, but Lawless comes back with a poke to the eye to the unexpecting Izzy Anders. He grabs her by the head, and launches her shoulder first into the steel steps at ringside! But Seth wasn’t done there as he lifts Izzy back up to her feet, and does the same thing once again! ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! Lawless hears the referee’s ten count and grabs Izzy by the hair. He lifts her to her feet and slides her in the ring before leaping up to the apron and perching up to the top rope. Kris Cruise: Looks like Seth’s ready to fly! Stephy Auger: Thank you, captain obvious. Seth catches his balance on the top rope and waits for Izzy to get to her feet. Once she does, Lawless waits for her to turn around and soars off the top rope, connecting with a big missile dropkick! Izzy falls right down and Lawless crawls over to make the cover… ONE! . . TWO! . . KICKOUT! Lawless swipes his fingers through his hair, yelling at Izzy to stay down. He quickly mounts on top of her and starts wailing away with right hands before lifting Izzy up to a vertical base. Lawless wraps his arm around her head looking for a bulldog, but Izzy pushes Lawless away and connects with a desperation roundhouse kicks that connects with the Seth’s temple! Lawless goes right down, but so does Izzy! Kris Cruise: And they’re both down! Stephy Auger: That was a sick roundhouse kick from Izzy right there. Think she might’ve moved Seth’s brain out of position. Izzy was the first to get back to her feet while Lawless stays grounded. Izzy backs away from Seth and lets him get to his feet. With Seth hunched over, Izzy charges forward and connects with a beautiful axe kick to the back of the head! Seth falls flat on his face, but Izzy spins him onto his back and makes the cover… ONE! . . TWO! . . THRRRRR-KICKOUT! Izzy’s stunned by the kickout of Lawless, and so is much of the crowd. They begin chanting the FGA newcomers name as Izzy gets up to her feet and calls for the “Capetown Sunset!” Kris Cruise: Looks like Izzy’s ready to end this thing with the 540 kick! Stephy Auger: Man, if she hits that this one’s over. Seth uses the ropes to pull himself up to his feet. Once he’s up, he staggers in place before turning around right into Izzy… Kris Cruise: Capetown Sunset! Stephy Auger: NO! Lawless ducked out of the way! Izzy spins around after the failed 540 kick attempt and looks directly at Seth. She charges forward, but Seth kicks Izzy in the midsection, sets her head between his legs, and hits her with a double underhook facebuster! Seth spins Izzy on her back and makes the cover! ONE! . . TWO! . . THRRRRRRR-KICKOUT! Izzy just barely gets her shoulder up before the referee’s hand slaps the mat for the three. Seth can’t believe it, pulling on his hair before he slaps the mat in frustration. He raises three fingers in the referee’s face, but the referee quickly shoots back two. Lawless doesn’t waste any more time and lifts Izzy up to her feet, sending her into the corner with a hard irish whip! He charges forward and hits her with a clothesline, and proceeds to sit her atop the top turnbuckle. Seth climbs up with Izzy and wraps his arm around her head in what looks like a DDT attempt from top rope! Stephy Auger: All or nothing right here for Lawless. Kris Cruise: He’s going to break Izzy’s neck if he hits this! Seth turns his head over his shoulder and looks down at the mat. He turns back around and looks ready for the super DDT, but Izzy pulls her head away from Seth’s grasp and hits him with an elbow to the face! Seth nearly goes tumbling down to the mat but he hangs onto the rope, Izzy right there to hit him with another elbow to the face. Seth continues to hang onto the ropes until Izzy stands herself up, and headbutts Seth down to the mat! Izzy leaps down from the corner and patiently waits for Seth to get back up to his feet. Once he does, Izzy comes forward and spins herself around to connect with the decapitating “Capetown Sunset” 540 kick! Seth falls to the mat like a ton of bricks and Izzy makes the cover… ONE! . . TWO! . . THREE!!!! J.A. Aldridge: Here is your winner… IZZZZZZZZZZZY ANNNNNNNNNNDERS! Stephy Auger: An impressive win for Izzy Anders here tonight. She's certainly climbing the rankings here in FGA. Kris Cruise: I've got to believe that a title shot isn't too far away from her right now, Stephy. |
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Post by FGA Office on Jun 13, 2015 22:34:43 GMT -5
[ Tucked away in a small room somewhere backstage at the Prescott Valley Event Center sits Cherry Baum, sat in a chair watching Johnny Karma as he stands before a whiteboard giving a presentation to Cherry and...nope, just Cherry - and Karma is breaking with his usual choice of attire by wearing a Dusty Rhodes t-shirt ]
Karma: ...and that, Miss Baum, is why humans should not be considered intelligent - because if humans were intelligent, they would have noticed there is nothing about Arizona that encourages people to live here, be it the scorching temperature, the vast expanses of desert in every direction, and its location which appears to be about six miles away from the sun.
Cherry: Errrm...J-K?
Karma: Yes?
Cherry: Didn't you say that this talk would be about the Pride Championship?
[ Karma pauses for a moment, as he tries to think of a way he can get back onto the subject of the Pride Championship without anyone noticing that he got off track...but then he thinks what's the point and just changes subject regardless ]
Karma: Well then...
[ Karma gestures towards the whiteboard, which has the words PRIDE CHAMPIONSHIP writ large in the centre of it and a spider diagram jutting off in all directions ]
Karma: ...the Pride Championship, the FWA title that a competitor has to do more to earn and do more to keep hold of it than any other title, as it's the only title where a wrestler has to defeat their opponents not once but twice in order to have their hand raised in victory, which means they have to be twice the wrestler of not just their opponent, but also twice the wrestler that the Mid-Atlantic Legacy champion is, twice the wrestler that the FWA Champion is, and four times the wrestler that each half of the tag team champions are.
[ Cherry makes a mental note of just how many people she's going to have to be apologising to on Twitter ]
Karma: There's another way of looking at it, too: the Pride Championship is where a wrestler proves himself, and you just have to look at the list of former champions and what it means: Jimmy Page and The poor Man's Johnny Karma both went on to become FWA Champion, Dom Harter holds a Triple Crown, while Kevin Hardaway...oh, wait, I ran him out of town six months ago, didn't I?
[ Karma almost looks apologetic for that one ]
Karma: The point is that so many Pride Champions have stepped up...yet somehow I have not, and that;s something that needs to change so I'm going back to 2013, where I was the guy who got inside Chris Bond's head and took his title to prove that I am championship material in FWA, because lately people seem to be forgetting this, and this has allowed a lot of people to close the gap between where they are and where I am, and that's going to stop. But that's just phase one...
[ Karma gestures towards one of the legs of the spider diagram ]
Karma: ...because phase two is breaking some Pride Championship records. Winning it for a second time will make me the second two-time Pride Champion so that's one record that might not be broken but it'll certainly be a bit dented. As for the number of defences, while my first reign saw me better the record of many, not least Harter and both reigns of Bond combined, Chandler and Hardaway had two successful defences, while Riley Owens has three - and that's what I should be aiming to do, so I'll have a Pride Championship reign to end all Pride Championship reigns while the history books need to be torn up and rewritten to document my glory.
[ Karma stands there, looking like he's waiting for a round of applause...but he doesn't get one, which he finds a little confusing ]
Cherry: Okay, J-K, I've got one question that you probably should be asking yourself right about now: it's all well and good to focus on taking the title off Mia Scott a little further down the line, but aren't you jumping the gun just a little by looking past your match with Fujiko tonight? I mean, it wasn't that long ago that you set your hopes on being the FWA Champion only to have them dashed, and that took a hell of a lot out of you.
[ Karma thinks about that for a moment...then he does something totally unexpected, and agrees ]
Karma: You know, Miss Baum, you have a point there. Mia Scott and the Pride Championship are the end of the road, but I haven't left the house yet - and Fujiko's standing at the end of my driveway being a nuisance, so maybe I should think of clearing the nuisance out of the way before I make a heck of a mess on my windshield.
Cherry: I'm glad you see it my way, J-K.
Karma: yeah, well, I like having you...
[ Karma suddenly realises what he's saying and stops short, leading to an awkward silence in the air as we cut to SOMETHING ELSE ]
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Post by FGA Office on Jun 13, 2015 22:35:35 GMT -5
Don't come around again... I believe it... I believe it... The opening to Yo Gotti's "Don't Come Around" plays lightly in the background as the video clip begins. The initial image that we see, is a closeup of the number one contender Cordelia Stevenson, seated on a bench and drenched in sweat. Her head is down, and there is an audio track of labored breathing that accompanies our visual. Cordelia Stevenson: (Voiceover) I know all about disappointment. Above her head, and to the right an image slowly fades in, creatively done so that it looks as if Cordelia's thoughts are playing on the screen. It's a replay of the ending of her match at Capital Combat 2014 against Jimmy Page, where a staggered Cordelia Stevenson is pulled to her feet by the then FGA World Champion, right before he drops her to the mat with Nirvana. The audio of the night is a tad bit amplified; perfectly capturing the jeering of the crowd, but even more importantly, the announcement proclaiming Jimmy Page the winner and still World Champion. Cordelia Stevenson: (Voiceover) I know how it feels to have your dream snatched away. A still shot of Jimmy Page staring down at her unconscious body is now shown in her "thoughts". Soon that image fades away, and an image of Chandler Scott takes its place. Cordelia Stevenson: (Voiceover) Chandler Scott is one of the best wrestlers in the world. There is no denying that, and I know my work will be cut out for me. Cordelia slowly lifts her head. Her face is worn and she looks fatigue, but her eyes burn bright with a relentless determination as she glares into the camera. Cordelia Stevenson: (Voiceover) But I vowed to myself that I would never know such disappointment again. The labored breathing stops. Cordelia Stevenson: (Voiceover) And I won’t. The beat to the instrumental drops, cueing a montage of images. First we see Cordelia plugging in her earbuds as she begins a run through Brooklyn’s Prospect Park. Then we see her in the ring, in an intense sparring session while her longtime mentor Kerry Windsor watches on and coaches from the side. Cordelia is whipped into the ropes. She bounces back and ducks underneath a clothesline attempt from her sparring partner. She then leaps onto the ropes and jumps back, connecting with The Beautiful Nightmare. Kerry Windsor is then shown, talking to the camera. Kerry Windsor: Cordelia knows what she’s up against. She’s training and preparing as if she’s going to war with the best in the world, because as it stands, that’s exactly what she’s doing. Chandler Scott is the FGA World Champion for a reason, and right now, there is no one better. But Cordelia believes that she can be. She knows that she can be. And on July 25th she has every intention of being just that. Better. Clips of Cordy working out in the gym are then shown. Pullups. Crunches. Dips. Lunges. Squats. A myriad of exercises to help ensure that she’s in peak shape for the biggest match of her career. Kerry Windsor: Everything happens for a reason. If you know Cordy, then you know that’s one of her favorite sayings, and in her heart, she truly feels that everything she’s been through has led her here; led her to this very moment. And she’s going to make it her own. Queen of the Deathmatch, The Gold Rush Rumble, even the match with Jimmy at Capital Combat last year; if you ask her, she will tell you that there was a lesson to be learned every step of the way here. My job? Is just to help her make sense of all that she’s learned along the way so that she can utilize it when it matters the most. Cordy is seen in the comfort of her living room, her eyes glued on the television screen as she watches the playback of her match in Birmingham against the World Champion. A small smirk crosses her face as she sees the ending. Chandler countering the Get Familiar which ultimately led to her defeat. Kerry Windsor: As someone that has watched Cordelia Stevenson grow in this business; as someone that has been there through her highs and her lows... I can honestly say that I have never… EVER... seen her more focused than she is right now, and that could be a huge problem for Chandler Scott. She has her mind set on one thing, the FGA World championship, and my only concern is that she might just kill herself in preparation before the match even takes place. Once again we are treated to footage of Cordelia in the ring. This time, she and Kerry are simply doing a walk through as he coaches her through possible counters and escapes from various situations she may find herself in. Kerry is then seen placing her in a lot of the holds and moves that Chandler likes to utilize. Finally, we are shown a visual of Cordelia sitting cross legged, with her eyes closed in deep meditation before Kerry is once again on our screen. Kerry Windsor: At All Star Showdown IV, the world will see something that it hasn’t seen before. It will finally see Cordelia Stevenson at her best, which is kind of scary when you think about it. You think of all she’s done in such a short amount of time, and it’s incredible to be quite honest, but the truth is, she’s barely scratched the surface of her potential. But I promise you, Chandler Scott will bring out the best in Cordelia Stevenson, and in turn, she will probably bring out the best in him. And as a fan of this business, I’m just eager to see whose best will be enough. Now we are taken back to our initial image of Cordy sitting on the bench; tired, battered, and worn down. But despite it all, she still manages to smile. Maybe it’s because she knows, it’ll all be worth it in the end. Don't come around again... I believe it... I believe it…
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Post by FGA Office on Jun 13, 2015 22:36:21 GMT -5
Mia Scott (c) vs. Evangelista J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, our next match is a non-title match and is to be contested under Pride Rules. Introducing first, from St. Helens, England … EVANGELISTA! The Veronicas' "Revolution" comes over the speakers. During the first vocal line Evangelista emerges through the curtain slowly, with a focused look on her face. She closes her eyes for a second, then begins the walk to the ring, absently tagging outsretched hands while trying to psyche herself up for the task ahead. After rolling under the bottom rope she crosses over to a corner and climbs up, posing for just a second before moonsaulting back down to the ring. She takes her corner and crosses herself, then begins shaking her limbs out in readiness for the coming match. The lights in the majority of the arena dim, focusing on the entrance ramp as the intro to Fireflight’s “Stand Up” starts to play through the PA system. Look at all the lonely hearts
Shivering out in the dark
Hiding from the truth, cover up the proof...
Demons that I’ve tried to hide
Imprison me in my own lies
And all that I can do is cover up the proof... As the intro plays, the lights dim more and more, until even the entrance ramp is only barely lit. It holds that dimness for a moment or two, but the song kicks off rather abruptly, and as Mia enthusiastically runs out onto the stage, the lights kick back up to full power. Don’t be afraid...to...
STAND UP!
Stand up if you’re broken
STAND UP!
Stand up if you feel ashamed
You are not alone when you hurt this way J.A. Aldridge: And her opponent, from London, England...she is the FGA Pride Champion...MIA...SCOTT! Mia makes a quick trip down to the ring, slapping hands with any fans that might have stuck their hands out as she walks by. She circles around the ring, sliding under the bottom rope before making her way to the nearest turnbuckle, pointing out toward the fans for a moment before hopping down, settling back in the corner Kris Cruise: What a match this one is sure to be, Stephy. Stephy Auger: Absolutely. The last time these two met, the match was called off after Mia Scott succumbed to the date rape drugs administered by Johnny Raike. But nothing like that can happen tonight. Kris Cruise: Tonight we get to finally see two of the finest technical wrestlers in FGA today go toe-to-toe in a best two-out-of-three falls match. I can’t wait! The bell sounds to start the match as Mia and Evangelista move towards the center of the ring to shake each other’s hand. There’s a moderate round of applause from the fans for some reason as both competitors begins to circle the ring. As they come together to lock up collar and elbow, Mia goes South and performs a takedown that brings Evangelista face down against the mat. With a rear waistlock applied on her, Evangelista manoeuvres herself into a seated position. She wriggles free of Mia’s grip, but Scott tries to catch her as Evangelista moves with feline grace to escape the grasp of her opponent. Eventually both competitors are back on their feet as Mia tries to keep the rear waistlock applied, but Evangelista pulls apart her hands to break free before moving away. Again, both competitors circle the ring, glaring intently at one another. They come together in the center of the ring to tie up again, Mia lowering her base as she catches Evangelista by the ankle. It’s enough to take Leanne off her feet as she rolls over onto her stomach. Mia drops down on top, wrapping her arms around her opponent’s waist again. Evangelista tries to break free, wriggling and ducking as she moves with pace around the ring, but Mia keeps the grip as she brings her opponent back down to the mat with a belly-to-back suplex. Scott transitions up to apply a front facelock, using it to bring Leanne back up to a vertical base once more – only to get thrust towards the corner. Stephy Auger: Mia struggling to keep grip of her opponent here in the early going. Scott hits the turnbuckle back first before Evangelista unloads several more shoulder thrusts to the midsection, taking the wind out of her opponent’s sails. An Irish whip follows; Mia Scott is sent from pillar to post as Evangelista runs against the ropes behind her as Scott staggers towards the center of the ring, right into Leanne’s path as she delivers a chopblock! Kris Cruise: What cruel irony, Mia Scott getting hit by a chopblock. The Pride Champion is down, holding at that knee as Evangelista grabs the leg, dropping an elbow down across the knee before applying a leglock, applying pressure to the knee. Scott is careful not to instinctively grab the ropes as she opts to instead wrap her free leg around her opponent’s head. It’s enough to cause Evangelista to break the hold as she and Mia both scamper back to their feet, albeit on opposite sides of the ring. Stephy Auger: These two are so evenly matches it’s unreal, Kris. Kris Cruise: They’ve put on showcases on both sides of the Atlantic, and tonight may just be the latest chapter in their ongoing saga. Mia is favoring that knee as she circles the ring once again. Another collar and elbow tie up ensues as the Pride champion dives around the back with a hammerlock, wrenching the arm upwards before Evangelista fires off a back elbow to the jaw. Scott is staggered as she’s sent against the ropes with an Irish whip. Evangelista lowers her head for the back body drop, but it’s easily scouted. A big boot to the face counters the move Scott performs a reverse STO, bringing her opponent crashing down to the mat. Scott holds on, however, bringing her legs up to try and apply a Koji clutch, but Evangelista rolls over, breaking free of Mia’s grip before she rolls away to safety. Kris Cruise: Nothing is sticking for Mia Scott here. Again, both women make their way back to their feet, glaring at one another as they circle the ring. Another tie up and this time Mia manages to overpower her shorter opponent, pushing Evangelista back into the corner as the referee calls for a break. He gets it without hesitation before Mia fires off a knife edge chop to the chest. And another. The Pride Champion goes for an Irish whip, only to double back on herself, sending Leanne chest first into the turnbuckle. She staggers backwards, clutching at her sternum as Mia takes her down with a bridging German suplex. ONE! . . TWO! . . THR-NO! Evangelista throws the shoulder up at the last second, saving herself from taking the first fall. She’s slow back to her feet, whereupon she gets caught by a spinning back kick to the midsection; Evangelista remains doubled over in the center of the ring as Mia runs against the ropes for momentum, coming back with a running knee lift! Evangelista spins on the spot as Scott keeps on running, bouncing off the far ropes before executing a spinning neckbreaker. And another pin attempt. ONE! . . TWO! Stephy Auger: So close. But Evangelista kicks out at two. Both competitors scramble back to a vertical base again, only for Evangelista to wander straight into a snapmare takedown. Mia sets off against the ropes once more, coming back with a thunderous dropkick to the face before going for the pin. ONE! . . TWO! But Evangelista gets the shoulder up. Undeterred, Mia lifts her opponent back to a seated position, applying a rear chinlock to try and wear her down even more. Naturally, Evangelista begins to battle back, trying to rally the crowd behind her as she fights her way up to a kneeling position. Then to a standing position as the hold transitions into a side headlock. A few side elbows to the ribcage loosen the champion’s grip before Evangelista manages to counter into an arm wringer with a savate kick to the jaw. The champion is dazed, but remains standing as Evangelista dives around the back, performing a picture perfect bridging German suplex. ONE! . . TWO! Kris Cruise: A huge German suplex, but it’s not enough for the three count. Mia kicks out. She rolls towards the ropes, escaping out under the bottom rope as Evangelista pops back up to her feet. Each competitor taking a moment to catch their breath; Mia is holding her neck after that German suplex, Leanne favoring her back slightly as she charges across the ring, connecting with a baseball slide to Mia Scott! The Pride Champion is sent hurtling against the guard rail before Evangelista slides out under the bottom rope, rolling her opponent straight back into the ring before following her in. Evangelista sets off against the ropes, leaping up at her opponent upon her return. She spins around the back of Mia Scott, her feet not touching the mat before Evangelista takes the champion down with a Pinay Legsweep! The back of Mia’s head hitting the mat with force before Evangelista hooks the leg. Stephy Auger: The Pinay Legsweep connects! Could this be it? ONE! . . TWO! . . THREE!!! Mia Scott – 0 Evangelista – 1 Kris Cruise: Mia Scott kicked out a second too late there, and Evangelista has gained the first fall here in this non-title contest. Stephy Auger: One too many blows to the head and she was just too slow, Kris. But now she has thirty seconds to try and gather her thoughts before this one restarts. Evangelista returns to her corner as a dejected looking Mia Scott does to the same. She can’t quite believe she fell to the Pinay Legsweep. Evangelista continues staring across the ring at her opponent as Mia bounces on the spot, waiting for the restart. Kris Cruise: Here we go. Both competitors rush to the middle of the ring, locking up as Mia immediately overpowers her opponent, pushing Evangelista back towards the corner. The referee calls for a break again, but Mia thrusts her knee up into the midsection. And again. The knee combo continues before Mia takes a step back, allowing Evangelista to fall down in the corner, only to be raised right back up. The Pride Champion spreads her opponent’s arm, exposing the chest as she begins to deliver yet more knife edge chops. She goes for an Irish whip, sending Evangelista from pillar to post before following her in, delivering a thunderous clothesline that catches Leanne by surprise. Stephy Auger: Mia Scott with a head of steam behind her there! Evangelista staggers out of the corner, towards the center of the ring as Mia ducks around the back. She catches her opponent in an inverted facelock, bringing Evangelista’s head down across the knee with a reverse DDT before throwing her down for the pin attempt. ONE! . . TWO! . . THR-NO! Stephy Auger: Not enough for the three count. Kris Cruise: So close, though. Mia looks disappointed that wasn’t enough, but lifts her opponent straight back to her feet, throwing her into the corner again. The champion unloads a series of shoot kicks to the chest; Evangelista tries to block them, but the kicks come thick and fast before the combination is finished with a spinning back kick that catches Evangelista flush against the temple. She staggers out of the corner again, dropping to one knee before standing back up before Mia spins her around, grabbing Evangelista in a rear waistlock as she takes her down with a German suplex. Scott keeps the hands clasped around the midsection, though, using the grip to lift Evangelista back to her feet before delivering a second German suplex. Again, the hands stay clasped as Mia lifts her opponent back to her feet – NO! Evangelista hooks the leg to block the German this time; she throws a back elbow then dives around the back of her opponent, almost instinctively, as Evangelista performs a German suplex of her own. She too keeps the hands clasped around the waist, repeating the process to deliver two more German suplexes before finally draping an arm across the chest of Mia Scott. Kris Cruise: Three German suplexes in a row! Could this be it? ONE! . . TWO! . . THR-NO! Stephy Auger: How did she kick out of that? Mia Scott throws the shoulder up just before the three count as Evangelista looks towards the referee. He assures her it was only a two count, so the exhausted Evangelista moves towards the ropes, using them to pull herself back to her feet. Mia is slower to her feet, pushing herself up to one knee before standing in the center of the ring. Evangelista charges her opponent, going for the lariat – NO! Mia ducks underneath and catches her opponent with another German suplex, causing Evangelista to flip through the air and land face down on the mat! The crowd are on their feet as Mia crawls over, rolling Evangelista over before hooking the leg. ONE! . . TWO! . . THR-NOO! Somehow, Evangelista kicks out in time as Mia holds her head in shock. Even the crowd can’t believe that one. Undeterred, Mia slowly picks herself back up, bringing Evangelista with her. An Irish whip sends the former Dragon to the corner as Mia charges in after her – straight into the big boot! The champion staggers back a step as Evangelista grabs her, connecting with a Battlegrounds uppercut as she tries to catch her second wind. The champion is staggered; Evangelista goes against the ropes for some momentum as she comes back with a lariat attempt – NO! Mia ducks underneath and counters with The Royal Treatment! Stephy Auger: The Royal Treatment connects! Evangelista is in trouble here! Evangelista’s head bounces off the mat, but she pops back up to a kneeling position. The champion forces herself back up to a vertical base, seizing the opportunity to deliver a shining wizard! Down goes Evangelista as Mia hooks both legs! ONE! . . TWO! . . THREE!!! Mia Scott – 1 Evangelista – 1 Kris Cruise: That’s tied up the scores! Stephy Auger: The next fall takes it, but both competitors are leaving everything they have in that ring tonight, Kris. Kris Cruise: They do every time they step into the squared circle, Stephy. And these fans wouldn’t have it any other way. Both competitors are ushered back to their respective corner for the thirty seconds interval. They continue glaring at one another, both breathing heavily until finally the referee signals for them to continue. Once again, both competitors rush towards the center of the ring as Evangelista catches the champion with a forearm strike to the face. Mia fires right back; the two of them trading shots in the middle of the squared circle before eventually Evangelista looks to be gaining the upper hand. She switches her attack, opting for leg kicks as she batters the thighs of Mia Scott with shoot style kicks. An Irish whip follows; the champion hangs on to the top rope, however, stopping herself in her tracks as Evangelista charges in, getting caught by a back body drop! Stephy Auger: Keep an eye on her, Mia. With a grip on the top rope, Evangelista manages to land on the apron. A fact Mia Scott seems unaware of. The Pride champion turns around and gets clocked by a huge forearm smash before Leanne slingshots into the ring, catching her opponent with a DDT! And the cover. ONE! . . TWO! Kris Cruise: What the hell? The crowd erupt into a chorus of boos as the referee is yanked unceremoniously out of the ring. Evangelista looks around to see what happened, and just in time to see Sunshine Scandalous Tony Carmine enter the ring and kick her square in the face. Evangelista rolls off the pin as Carmine continues stomping her until she rolls out of the ring, at which point her turns his attention towards Mia Scott. The Pride Champion is helpless, using the ropes to drag herself back to her feet as Carmine hooks her arms, lifts her up and drills the Pride champion with It's Always Sunny In Sicily! The referee calls for the bell as Carmine continues to stomp at the unconscious champion; the bell continues to ring, the crowd continue to boo and referees charge down the aisle to try and drag Sunshine Scandalous away from the scene. J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, the referee has called for a double disqualification. Therefore, this match has been declared A DRAW! Stephy Auger: A draw?! Kris Cruise: Tony Carmine had no business being in that ring, Stephy. He ruined a perfectly good match between two of the top stars in FGA today. Stephy Auger: And for some reason, I don’t think he cares all that much. The referees usher Carmine backstage as he looks back towards the ring, a smirk on his face as neither Evangelista nor Mia Scott have moved an inch since the attack. As SSTC passes through the curtain, Evangelista begins to stir. The referee informs her of the decision to call the match a draw, to which she look extremely disappointed. Scott begins to stir inside the ring; she rolls out under the bottom rope so that she’s face to face with Evangelista. The cameras don’t pick up the audible exchange between the two, but finally they make their way backstage, given a round of applause by the Prescott fans. |
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Post by FGA Office on Jun 13, 2015 22:37:07 GMT -5
The scene comes in and it’s Zero McHannon making his way down the Prescott Valley Event Center hallway. He is already dressed in wrestling gear for his match later on that night, wearing a “Zero Fucks Given” tee-shirt. Doing his best to blank everything out, he is listening to music on his ipod and keeping to himself. Then he stops, looks forward, and pulls the earbuds out as he narrows his eyes.
Zero walks forward and Jimmy Page comes into frame, sitting on a chair in the hallway and lacing up his boots before his match. Zero stands there for a few moments looking at the back of Page’s head before the former FGA World Champ raises his head slowly to see who is hovering over top of him. Both men continue to stare at each other for a moment, then Zero finally speaks up.
Zero McHannon: Problem?
There’s no response as Page just continues to stare at Zero. Zero grins and nods his head, seeing that he wasn’t going to get a reply.
Zero McHannon: You don’t have to say anything, I already got a pretty good idea why you popped up after my match with Colton. It hurts doesn’t it? To know that FGA doesn’t revolve around Jimmy Page and Jimmy Page only. You can look at me after my matches all you want, maybe it will give you a little insight to what the future of this company has to offer. Must’ve been hard to watch me break the Gold Rush Rumble elimination record in my first match back… All things considered on how your night was. How was your night at Glory Road, Jimmy?
He pauses with a disgusted look.
Zero McHannon: Only person out to get you is yourself… Blame whoever and whatever you like. It’s hard when you’re your own worst enemy. Talk about how FGA is changing into something that you don’t like… If I didn’t know any better, I’d say that you’re scared. Chandler Scott comes along and steps up to the challenge to end your FGA title run, and he does it. Not only did he take the title, but he defended it against you. Does competition scare you? You might’ve fought your way up that ladder, but you’re not the only one who fights back. I even gave you the chance to get in the ring with me after my match with Colton… You didn’t want to fight then, did you? Everything isn’t about you, Page. I didn’t come to FGA with the mindset to take your spotlight, I came here because I missed wrestling and I missed going up against the best. Truth is, I know that empty feeling you have right now from losing your championship… I’ve been there. Did I blame anyone else? Nah.
Zero looks down the hallway to see people passing and going. He turns back to Jimmy Page who still has his eyes deadlocked on Zero.
Zero McHannon: Since you admire me so much, I’ll give you a tip. If you don’t like something, you have the power to change it. You can blame me all you want and say that I’m stepping on your toes, trying to take what’s yours… I’m not going to take anything away from you, you were the one who went out there and had a hell of a World Championship run. You did what most people only dream of, but now you want to make excuses. I’ll give you an excuse then… I’m not the type of person who settles for being sub-par. Mediocre doesn’t fit me well. If you’re so damn hungry to make something of yourself, I’m looking for the same thing. Even if that mean that I step into your spotlight…
Page stands up, keeping a gaze at Zero.
Zero McHannon: You’re not the only one who wants to be the best, Page. You’re not the only one who wants to come into a company and make a name for themselves. You sure as hell aren’t the only one who has those problems and those same dreams. If someone coming into FGA and making an impact unsettles you, then you need to quit acting like a spoiled child. You’re the only one who has control over your future, no one else. Quit being jealous and STEP UP! You can try and eye fuck me all you want, because you feel threatened that I came in and turned a few heads… Wake up, Page. This roster has talent and if that bothers you, then you have a loooooong way to go in your career. If you’re scared that anyone can be a game changer any given night, then maybe you should go somewhere where it’s a cakewalk and no one can threaten your spotlight. That’s just the reality of it. Walk out of your bubble and you might just see that you’re not the only one that’s hungry… And you might just appreciate that there’s someone out there who is just as hungry as you are.
Zero shrugs and puts back in the earbuds to his ipod.
Zero McHannon: Take a good look… Because you’re looking at someone who’s as hungry as you.
He looks like he’s about to walk off before he pauses and turns back to Page.
Zero McHannon: Would love to stand here and keep this lively chat going, but I think I’m going to get ready for my match tonight. You know the one since you’ve been keeping tabs on me, it’s the one against Chandler Scott and Tony Carmine. Someone else you can blame for taking that little piece of sunshine away from you… Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve going to SHOW the World Champ and FGA that I’ll step into the ring and go against the best without bitching about it… And if I walk out with the win, you can hate me for doing something that you couldn’t. Move over, Page. Someone came to FGA to compete…
He walks past Jimmy Page and give him a shoulder bump before walking out of frame. Page looks down at the ground, his hair in his face. He whips it out of his gaze and glares towards McHannon’s exit. Slowly, he sits back down, and goes back to his boots. What the camera gets a glimpse of at the last few seconds...is an enraged Jimmy Page...
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Post by FGA Office on Jun 13, 2015 22:37:31 GMT -5
(A short static burst rings out, following by a high pitched buzz. It warps into a funky beat that tells the crowd who is on their way. The crowd begins to cheer for Lady Luck, as pink and purple lights dance around the entrance area. The beat drops, but Fujiko does not burst through the curtain as she usually does. She merely walks out, in her ‘black on white’ version of her ring attire. She has a microphone in her hands, and keeps her eyes low as she makes her way to the ring.)
Kris Cruise: This is, a bit unexpected. We’ve got Fujiko Mine on her way to the ring, but she doesn’t seem quite herself.
Stephy Auger: I have to agree, Kris. She doesn’t seem her usual peppy self.
(She even waves off J.A. Aldridge, who seemed ready to announce her. She doesn’t stop and pose, and in fact, waves her hand near her throat, in the ‘cut the music’ gesture. Her music stops, and she climbs into the ring, with no fanfare. She takes a second to compose herself, and then raises the microphone to her lips.)
Fujiko Mine: Um...hi.
(The crowd stirs, most unaware of what is going on, and the Fujiko supporters confused.)
Fujiko Mine: So, as you know...I have a match with Johnny Karma coming up next. But I wanted to come out here before he got a chance to, and say something.
(The crowd stays a bit silent, unsure as to what’s going on.)
Fujiko Mine: I just wanted to say thank you. To those that have believed in me, and to those who think I’m absolutely terrible. And to those who don’t care about me one way or the other. Thank you. Because without all of you, I wouldn’t be standing in this ring, ready to put on a show.
(She lets go of a small smile, that lasts for a few moments before she continues.)
Fujiko Mine: Most of you know, I’ve had a lot going on outside of the ring. Tabloids and such over where I’ve been, what’s happened to me, and that kind of thing. And I’ve tried my best to focus on what’s important to you guys: What I do in this ring. But I’d be lying if I said I had successfully kept the two separate. And as a result, my work in here has suffered. And I’ve let you all down because of it. So I came out here to ask for your forgiveness, and let you know that starting tonight, I hope to earn your respect back. Because I want to be the person you guys come here to see. I want to be worth what you paid to come and see FGA wrestling. No matter what, I want to put on the greatest show you people have ever seen.
(A light “Thank you Fujiko” chant starts, one that shakes her a little emotionally.)
Fujiko Mine: No, thank you all, seriously. I hope that, starting tonight...I start showing you lovely people that I’m worth it. I hope that I show those that don’t care about me, and those that don’t like me, that I’m more than what they think. And I hope to do that…
(She pauses, seemingly reassuring herself.)
Fujiko Mine: ...By beating Johnny Karma tonight. Thank you.
(She hands the microphone she’s holding over to J.A., who seems confused, but takes it regardless.)
Stephy Auger: An...interesting speech from Fujiko Mine.
Kris Cruise: I agree, Stephy. She doesn’t seem sure of herself, but she’s got almost no time to change that. She has Johnny Karma...next!
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