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Post by FGA Office on Mar 20, 2016 12:53:37 GMT -5
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Post by FGA Office on Mar 20, 2016 13:01:14 GMT -5
 Salem Civic Center
Salem, VA Hello ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to another edition of Vertigo, here on WGN America! I'm Kris Cruise alongside Stephy Auger, and what a show we have for you tonight. Stephy Auger: We’ve got a Six Man Tag team Match as the new alliance of Sunshine Scandalous Tone Carmine, Johnny Cannon and Danny Diamond take on the team of Molly Reid, Mark Storm and Nero Darling! Kris Cruise: In our lone championship match of the evening, Izzy Anders defends her Mid-Atlantic Legacy Championship against Savannah Taylor! Stephy Auger: And in our main event, Jimmy Page and Salem Cartier meetup for the third time. They’re two previous matches didn’t give us a winner. Will we finally get ourselves a winner here tonight? Stay tuned to find out! Team Nox vs. Arik Blayde and Chris Vector “I am Home” by Massive Attack begins to play as “The Hubristic Fox” Zorro del Castillo burst through the back. He lets out a roar to the crowd as he beats his chest rapidly, instantly causing them to boo. J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, our opening contest is scheduled for one fall and is a tag team match! Introducing first, from Santiago, Chile, weighing in at 190 pounds … ZORRO DEL CASTILLO! Stoney Stone leisurely, yet purposefully, makes his way from behind the curtain as "Seven Light Years" by RJD2 begins to play. He looks out at the venue before making his way to the ring. J.A. Aldridge: And his tag team partner, from Miami, Florida, weighing in at 330 pounds … STONEY STONE! He takes the stairs before climbing over the top rope and entering the ring. Raising a fist into the air, he heads to his corner. Kris Cruise: The debuting Team Nox making separate entrances here tonight as they’re set to face the team of Chris Vector and Arik Blayde. Stephy Auger: Neither man has had too much success here in FGA, but they might think their luck is in as they face this debuting team. The lights go out as I hope you suffer begins to blast with the opening lyrics the chorus comes around for a second time as Blayde appears from the darkness wearing a white mask with blood drops. He begins to slowly walk towards the ring holding out his hands as the fans slap them while singing his theme. J.A. Aldridge: And their opponents, introducing first, from Indianapolis, Indiana, weighing in at 2017 pounds … ARIK BLAYDE! He slides in the ring under the bottom rope standing up he pulls off the mask as he makes a knife motion with his hand letting out a scream. He slowly backs into a corner waiting on his partner. "My Sacrifice" starts as Chris Vector walks out to cheering fans. Vector is slapping hands with fans as he walks down the aisle, before he speeds up to a jog while still slapping hands until he gets to the ring. J.A. Aldridge: And his partner, from Mason City, Iowa, weighing in at 234 pounds … CHRIS VECTOR! Vector slides into the ring doing a Macho man spin with his arms outstretched while his opponents glare from their corner. Kris Cruise: Here we go! The bell sounds to start the match as Stoney Stone starts the match off against Chris Vector. As they lock up collar and elbow, Stone is immediately able to use his hundred pound weight advantage to push Old School back against the ropes. The referee calls for the break, which Stoney Stone obliges with as he back off a step. The two men step away and allow each other to circle the ring again before coming together with another tie up. This time, however, Vector grabs his opponent in a side headlock. Stone is able to push his opponent away and against the ropes, but Vector returns with a running clothesline, staggering the big man. Kris Cruise: Not enough to knock down Stoney Stone there. Vector runs against the ropes again, coming back with another clothesline. But still Stoney Stone remains on his feet. Again, Old School runs against the ropes, only to get caught by a big boot to the face! Vector gets taken down, and he quickly crawls towards his corner to make the tag out to Arik Blayde. Stephy Auger: In comes Blayde, and I don’t care how big you are, those strikes of his are going to hurt. In their corner, Zorro is yelling out for the tag, telling Stoney that he can’t handle what Arik Blayde is about to bring. But Stone remains in the ring as Blayde charges in with a flying elbow smash to the face. Stone gets knocked back, but not down as he rebounds off the ropes. Blayde cuts him down with a superkick to the knee, forcing to big man to drop down to a kneeling position. Zorro is yelling out for the tag as Blayde hits the ropes for momentum, coming back – right into a Samoan drop! No pin attempt, though, as instead Stoney obliges his partner’s request to make the tag out. And in comes Zorro del Castillo to a negative reaction from the crowd. He arrogantly saunters over to where Blayde is picking himself up by the ropes and unleashes a flurry of punches, culminating in a European uppercut that causes Arik to fall back against the top ropes. Kris Cruise: I’m sensing some dissension in the ranks tonight, Stephy. Stephy Auger: From what I know about Team Nox, Zorro is true talent in the team. If I were him, I’d be confident too. Del Castillo feints an Irish whip, bringing Arik Blayde back in for a short arm clothesline before he places a boot across the chest for a cocky pin. ONE! . . TWO! . . Blayde kicks out. Zorro seems almost aggrieved that it wasn’t a three count, taunting Arik Blayde that he should have stayed down to save himself the pain to come. But as del Castillo lifts his opponent back to his feet, he tells Stoney to watch and see how it’s done. A hammerlock is applied, before Zorro takes his opponent down with the suplex variant. He sits up after and asks Stone is he was watching. Stephy Auger: Zorro del Castillo in complete control of the match, Kris, why shouldn’t he be confident. Kris Cruise: There’s confident, and then there’s cocky. Zorro brings his opponent back to his feet again, delivering a throat thrust that knocks Blayde back a step. He comes back with a clothesline attempt, but del Castillo ducks under and counters with a German suplex. And the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Vector makes the save! Old School dropping the elbow down across del Castillo’s head to break the cover, and Vector isn’t letitng up! He’s raining blows down on Zorro, much to the crowd’s delight! Vector brings del Castillo back to a vertical base and rocks him with a three punch combo. He runs against the ropes for some momentum, coming back with a clothesline – NO! Zorro ducks the clothesline and Vector nails his rising tag partner! The crowd gasp in shock as Blayde falls to the mat, and Vector stands there in shock, allowing Zorro the opportunity to drive him into the mat with a Regalplex! Stephy Auger: A miscommunication between Chris Vector and Arik Blayde, and they could be in trouble here. That Regalplex might have taken Vector out of this match. Kris Cruise: This doesn’t look good for the makeshift team. Zorro brings Blayde back to his feet as the referee helps Vector move towards the ropes. With a dazed opponent being lead by the hair, del Castillo moves towards the corner to apparently make a tag out to Stoney Stone. The crowd are waiting to see the big man return to action, but del Castillo pulls his hand back at the last second, telling Stoney Stone that he doesn’t need him for this one. The fans boo del Castillo again as he catches Arik with a spinning back fist. Blayde goes down like a sack of potatoes, and del Castillo performs a Delfin clutch, crossing his opponent’s arms over his chest before hooking the legs. Zorro looks up at Stoney Stone, counting along with the referee. ONE! . . TWO! . . THREE!!! J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, the winners of this match, TEAM NOX! Kris Cruise: A debut victory for Team Nox here, but there members appear to be on different wavelengths, Stephy. Stephy Auger: Well when you’re Zorro del Castillo and you have to carry dead weight like Stoney Stone you might be resent it too, Kris. But Nox’s Fox made short work of the team of Arik Blayde and Chris Vector tonight, and he earned this victory for his team. [ COMMERCIAL BREAK ] |
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Post by FGA Office on Mar 20, 2016 13:01:45 GMT -5
There's a small intermission after the first match of the night. Suddenly someone blasts through the curtains, with chair in hand. The familiar brooding march, the viewer can tell it was Jimmy Page. Page keeps his eyes down as some fans boo him. He rolls into the ring, sets the chair down in the middle, and then goes to the stagehand on the outside demanding a microphone. Page sits down in the middle of the ring, he remains quiet for a moment before the crowd begins to really let him have it. "YOU SUCK!!" chants ring through the arena. Page allows the crowd to vilify him. Once it dies down a bit, Page raises the microphone to his lips, a funereal expression painted on his face.
Jimmy Page: What's it gonna take...?
Page pauses, the fans still as disorderly as ever continue to boo Page. Page looks around at the crowd, disgusted, embittered, feeling as if the entire world was against him. He claws his hair to the side.
Jimmy Page: I feel punished, I really do. I feel as if this is a punishment of some kind. Last Vertigo, I told you all...that I wanted Chandler Scott--
Some fans boo the name, some cheer for the former and longest reigning World Champion. Page, looks off to the side, a faint gleam of morose in his eyes. He continues...
Jimmy Page: I told you all, that I wanted Chandler Scott. I wanted to make him pay for ruining my 2015. I wanted Chandler Scott to feel what I felt for an entire year; The feeling of hopelessness. And I sat here, in this exact spot, looked in that exact camera, and I CHALLENGED him to a match. And after I waited the entire night, waiting for a response...
Page shrugs.
Jimmy Page: I didn't get one. See, I wanna think that Chandler Scott just didn't hear it. I like to think he isn't as timid as I know he is. So, I went to social media, where he's on most of the time posting pictures of himself half naked. I sent him a message, and he ignored it. He blatantly ignored me...he doesn't have the respectability to even TWEET me...
Page stifles a chuckle, his microphone is then buried into his forehead as he shakes his head in bewilderment. He goes quiet, chuckling some more. He begins to tap the microphone on the top of his head in a methodical rhythm.
Jimmy Page: You...truly are a piece of garbage, Scott. You won't even answer for your crimes. Thieves ever think their wrong, so I guess I shouldn't be surprised, am I right? ...AM I RIGHT?!?!
Page is enraged at this point, the crowd, however continues to boo. Page scowls deeply...
Jimmy Page: SO WHAT'S IT GONNA TAKE, HUH?! WHAT'S IT GONNA TAKE, SCOTT?! WHAT DO YOU WANT ME ON MY HANDS AND KNEES?! DO YOU WANT ME TO BEG?! IS THAT IT?! Well too BAD!!! I'm not goin' to lower myself for a piece of CRAP like YOU!!! You don't get the satisfaction of seeing me gravel. So what's it gonna be, Scott?! What do you want?! WHAT IS IT THAT YOU WANT?!?!
Page tears himself from his chair and paces the arena, staring into the main camera.
Jimmy Page: I WILL GIVE YOU MY HEART, I WILL GIVE YOU THE FLESH OFF MY BODY IF I CAN GET MY HANDS ON YOU!!! WHAT DO YOU WANT?!
Page breathes heavily, his face pink with rage. Suddenly he came to a realization, something Chandler Scott wanted more than anything...
Jimmy Page: ...What about the Gold Rush Rumble...?
The fans become rowdy, knowing the ramifications of that compromise. Jimmy flashes a quick, toothy grin and paces the ring in a circle. He keeps his gaze down, realizing what Chandler Scott wanted the most, another shot at the FGA World Championship.
Jimmy Page: Something just clicked: A vulture like you doesn't get tantalized into open warfare. No, someone's gotta make it worth your while. Chandler Scott is an A-TIER talent so he gets the A-TIER matches, am I right...? Of course I am, you're that pretentious. So Chandler Scott won't show up unless it's a chance to hog the spotlight again. No scraps for him, oh no, no scraps for CHANDLER SCOTT!! So, is that what you want...? Well if you enter, I'LL enter too!!! You get to fight for something and shut me up!! Once you accept my challenge, I'll beat my sorrows out of you! If you enter, I'm gonna make you PAY, SCOTT!!! And I'll do it, by winning the Gold Rush Rumble! TIMES TICKING...I want an answer tonight. Make your choice...
Page tosses the microphone away. He rolls out of the ring, and heads to the back, ready to await Chandler Scott's answer before the show ended.
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Post by FGA Office on Mar 20, 2016 13:02:25 GMT -5
The camera fades up on Spencer Burke, wandering the backstage corridors. As he turns a corner, he runs into a… man? We’ll go with that. Wild of eye, hair and beard, clothes in ruins, he fulfils the stereotype of crazed homeless man well, complete with board around his neck proclaiming “The End Is Nigh” in crude handwriting. Spencer is taken aback, knocked down by the apparent lunatic. Crazy: Buggrit! Millenium hand and shrimp! Spencer scoots away a big, on his ass, but the madman quickly closes the gap. Crazy: He is come! The book sung to me! Haberdasher! Spencer Burke: O… K… He looks around, for security, or a technician… any friendly face. The bizarre man stoops over him, his rancid beard scraping Burke’s nose. Crazy: Buggrit! The day is here! Can’t you smell it? Tastes of purple and sounds like sulphur! He is come, and choices must be made! Ev- He’s cut off as he’s hauled bodily off of Spencer. The not necessarily friendly but definitely recognisable faces of security fill the void recently filled by the madman. Security: Are you OK Mister Burke? Spencer silently nods his head, as the guard helps him to his feet. Upright, he sees two members of security dragging the madman off, still ranting. In the scuffle, he’s lost his placard. Crazy: Face of white and mouth that shines! The avocado weeps as all becomes dark! Make your choice! The end is n- They disappear around a corner. The other security guard speaks to Spencer. Security: Sorry about that, Mister Burke. We’ve no idea how he got back here. Are you sure you’re OK? Spencer Burke: What? Oh, yeah, I’m fine… thanks. Thank you. The security guard nods, and jogs off after the rest of them. Spencer just stands, gathering his bearings, until the piece of card takes his attention. He picks it up, carefully regarding the words upon it. After a few moment, he shakes his head, and casts it aside, before continuing up the corridor, perhaps a little more wearily. As he goes, the camera turns its focus to the sign on the floor, now face down. A single word is painted here, in the color of blood, seemingly ignored or not noticed by Spencer or the security team. CHOOSE The camera hangs on the image a moment, before fading out. [ COMMERCIAL BREAK ] |
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Post by FGA Office on Mar 20, 2016 13:03:38 GMT -5
Aries Reed vs. Luke Jackson 'The following thoughts and ideas are not those expressed by FGA, its Sponsors, or its Affiliates.
Viewer Discretion is advised." Suddenly, the lights in the arena dim, and all we hear is one voice. As the sun falls, darkness shall come... The opening rant Tech N9NE gives to begin "Blackened the Sun" by him begins, the crowd jeering as Aries Reed emerges from the entrance way! In a long black jacket and sunglasses, he smirks as he slowly takes the walk down the small ramp to glance over the crowd before chuckling. J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first...hailing from Atlanta, Georgia, weighing in at 237 pounds...he is the Silver Tongued Devil...ARIES REED! Without hesitation, he makes his way to the ring, all before hopping onto the apron and wiping his boots off before stepping into the ring. He quickly reaches a corner and climbs the turnbuckle to get a reaction, only getting jeers before he hops down and sneers as he starts getting himself ready for the match mentally. Kris Cruise: Aries Reed heading to the ring ahead of his match against Luke Jackson tonight. In his FGA debut, Aries faced the other half of the now FGA World Tag Team Champions, Ricky Valero, in a losing effort. Do you think he’ll fare any better tonight? Stephy Auger: Luke Jackson may be on a hot streak, Kris, but Aries Reed is hungry. That loss against Ricky, that draw against Mark Storm. It’s feeding him. I think tonight we’ll see a different beast than we’ve seen before. J.A. Aldridge: And his opponent, from Oakland, California, weighing in at 165 pounds … He is one half of the FGA World Tag Team Champions … ‘THE KID’ LUKE JACKSON! “Lose Yourself” by Eminem begins playing throughout the arena as Luke comes out with a huge smile on his face, basking in the glory of wrestling. He has a black wife beater on and backwards Oakland As' cap. He slaps the hands of fans on his way down to the ring, before sliding in under the bottom rope – and Aries Reed is right on him! Stephy Auger: See, he’s not wasting any time here! The bell sounds to start the match as Aries continues stomping at Luke Jackson before he’s even removed his wifebeater or cap. The crowd booing loudly as Reed drags the tag champ up to his feet, and slams his head into the top turnbuckle. Jackson falls into the corner as Aries continues stomping a mudhole in his midsection. As Luke slumps to a seated position, Aries puts his boot across the throat, choking Luke out as the referee starts the count. Referee: One…two…three…four… Before Aries finally releases the choke. The official warns him about the five count, but The Silver Tongue Devil pays him no mind. He brings Luke up to his feet and out of the corner with a front bulldog before rolling him over for the cover. ONE! . . Luke kicks out. Kris Cruise: Not even a two count. Stephy Auger: You can’t blame a man for trying. Aries rolls his opponent back over so he’s face down, and applies a front facelock, which he uses to bring Luke to his feet. A few knee strikes to the midsection soften Jackson up enough that he can be caught by a snap suplex. But Aries is unrelenting as he sits Jackson up and applies a surfboard submission hold. The knee placed firmly against the spine, arms outstretched as the referee checks for the submission. But Luke Jackson ain’t no quitter! Kris Cruise: Listen to these fans rallying behind The Kid, Stephy. They want him to repeat what Ricky Valero managed to do a few months ago. They want Luke Jackson to beat Aries Reed tonight. Stephy Auger: They always want him to win. But he doesn’t have Ricky to help him tonight. With the crowd’s support, Luke starts to fight back. He pushes himself up to a kneeling position, his arms still outstretched as Aries tries to keep his advantage. But Luke manages to stand up and turn to face his opponent, catching Aries with a boot to the gut to break the hold. The Kid goes for an Irish whip, sending Aries against the ropes – but Reed keeps hold of the top rope to stop himself. Jackson charges in after him, only to get back body dropped over the rope… Aries thinks he’s got the better of that one, but he didn’t notice Luke landed on the apron. The Silve Tongue Devil swaggers away from the ropes towards the center of the ring before he turns around, and just in time to eat the springboard missile dropkick! A loud cheer from the crowd as Jackson connects with that one, and both competitors scramble to get back to their feet. Aries tries for a clothesline, only to have it ducked. Luke counters with an atomic drop, sending Reed staggering away. A dropkick to the back sends Reed stumbling into the corner. Stephy Auger: The Kid’s found a way back into this match. Aries hits the turnbuckle chest first and staggers backwards, getting rolled up with a schoolboy. ONE! . . TWO! . . Aries kicks out. Both competitors scramble back to their feet again, only for Jackson to hit an arm drag. They get right back up, and again Luke hits an arm drag. This time he keeps it locked in for an armbar, and that’s when the trouble begins. The mat technical, Aries Reed, manages to roll through, forcing a break before countering with an arm wringer. He taunts Luke, telling him not to play Aries at his own game; The Kid is hunched over with his arm being held in position as Reed drops an elbow down across the shoulder. But he keeps hold before delivering a single arm DDT! Whilst on the mat, Reed keeps hold of the arm, applying an armbar of his own as he tries to wear down Luke Jackson. The fans still rallying behind The Kid as he struggles to break free. That is, until through willpower, he manages to battle his way up to a kneeling position. With his free hand, Luke throws some punches to the gut, the third of which causes Aries to sufficiently weaken his grip to allow Luke the opportunity he needs. And The Kid seizes it, springboarding off the middle rope with an arm drag counter, sending The Silver Tongue Devil across the ring! Kris Cruise: What a counter by Luke Jackson! What can he do from here? Jackson gets to his feet first and he’s ready for Aries, catching him with the legs of money! Each kick to the body knocking a little bit more wind out of the sail of Aries Reed. Jackson follows it up with a roundhouse kick that causes Reed to fall down to one knee. The lights are on but nobody’s home for Aries, as The Kid runs against the ropes for some momentum, coming back with The Oakland Drive By! Stephy Auger: The Oakland Drive By connects! Aries could be in trouble here! The crowd are on their feet cheering for Luke Jackson as he drags himself over, draping an arm across the chest of Aries Reed. ONE! . . TWO! . . TH-NO! Kris Cruise: He kicks out! Luke Jackson took too long to make the cover, and Aries kicks out before the three count. Stephy Auger: Close but no cigar. And Luke Jackson will have to do more than that if he wants to win tonight. Jackson sits up and rubs his shoulder; he’s still feeling the pain from earlier. Undeterred, he brings Aries back to his feet and sends him towards the corner with an Irish whip. Jackson follows him in with a jumping splash, before another Irish whip sends Aries from pillar to post. The Kid runs across the ring, but swerves to hit the ropes as Reed staggers out from the corner, getting driven face first into the mat with a bulldog! Reed rolls over onto his back, staring up at the lights as Luke stands back. The fans urging him on as he runs towards the ropes, springboarding off with a lionsault! Kris Cruise: No! Aries Reed lifting his knees up to counter that one. Jackson rolls away clutching at his ribs as Aries moves towards the ropes, using them to lift himself back to a vertical base. But The Kid is up first somehow, staggering towards his opponent as Reed leaps up and catches him with a jumping DDT! And the cover by Aries Reed! ONE! . . TWO! . . Luke kicks out! Aries looks to the official with disdain in his eyes, but chooses to bring Luke back to his feet instead of arguing with the referee. An Irish whip sends Jackson towards the corner as Reed starts to follow him in, but Jackson hops onto the middle rope and counters with a corkscrew body press – NO! Aries catches him, and plants him with a t-bone suplex! Stephy Auger: Full Censorship! That has to be it! A forearm across the face as Aries makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . THR-NO! Luke gets the shoulder up in the nick of time, but Aries throws him down, placing his forearm across the face again. ONE! . . TWO! . . Luke kicks out. Kris Cruise: Tremendous resilience from The Kid, kicking out after Full Censorship. But all these suplexes have got to be taking their toll on the tag champion. Stephy Auger: Each one knocks the air out of his lungs, Kris. And that’s just going to tire him out before long. Reed drags his opponent back to his feet once more, applying a front facelock as he tells the crowd this one will be over sooner rather than later. They boo in response, as you’d expect, before Aries hoists Luke up high for a stalling vertical suplex. But The Kid drops down the back! He lands on his feet as Aries turns around, and gets caught by a savate kick! Followed up by a standing enziguiri, and that time Aries Reed goes down! But Luke can’t capitalize. He crawls towards the ropes, using them to drag himself back to his feet as the fans urge him on. The Kid gets to a vertical base as Aries is beginning to stir. He’s in the center of the ring, pushing himself up to a kneeling position as Luke runs in with another Oakland Drive By! With his opponent down in the center of the ring, Luke Jackson stands tall and finally removes the wifebeater he’s been wearing this entire match. He throws it out into the crowd, drawing another cheer from the FGA fans, before he sets off towards the corner. Slowly but surely, Jackson climbs up to the top rope, facing out towards the crowd as he leaps with the moonsault! And the cover! ONE! . . TWO! . . THR-NOO! Stephy Auger: Aries gets the shoulder up! Kris Cruise: How did he kick out of that one?! Luke Jackson must have thought he had this one won just there, but Aries somehow kicking out after The Oakland Drive By and the moonsault. Stephy Auger: Now both men are exhausted, but one of them will have to show that something extra if they want to win. Aries rolls away towards the corner, using the ropes to pick himself up as Luke approaches from behind. He goes to grabs Aries, but Reed appears to rake the eyes as slips down and throws Luke face first into the top turnbuckle. Reed stands back up behind his opponent as he grabs Luke with a rear waistlock, running towards the corner again before performing The Silver Tongue! The bridging German suplex held in position for the cover! ONE! . . TWO! . . THREE!!! J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this match, ARIES REED! Stephy Auger: He did it, Kris. Aries Reed picking up his first victory here in FGA, and over one half of the tag champions. Kris Cruise: Not the cleanest of victories, but he showed he has great resilience, and tremendous strength. Now with his first win under his belt, Aries can start picking up some momentum. The referee raises the arm of The Silver Tongue Devil as he looks down at the starting-to-stir, Luke Jackson. Suddenly, a hooded figure steps over the guardrail before marching up the ring steps. Kris Cruise: What’s this? Stephy Auger: I’m just as confused as you are, Cruise. The masked figure steps over the top rope with ease as he looks over towards Aries. Aries narrows his eyes before the slyest of smirks from. The individual then marches over to Jackson, reaches down and clutches him by the throat. He then yanks Jackson up to his feet with one hand. Stephy Auger: Look at that strength, Cruise! The individual then lifts Jackson up in the air with one arm before throwing him down with a chokeslam. Jackson’s limp body bounces off the canvas. The man then jerks his head back. The swift movement causes his hood to come off, revealing himself as... Kris Cruise: Wait a second! That’s… that’s... Stephy Auger: That’s GRENDEL! Aries Reed’s Blood Brother in arms! The crowd boos as GRENDEL reaches back down, hoists up Jackson and throws him down with a powerbomb. GRENDEL delivers the powerbomb with such force that Jackson is left folded in half. Kris Cruise: Aries has already won the match! Now this monster GRENDEL is just adding insult to injury! Aries looks over to GRENDEL and holds up an index finger. Kris Cruise: One more!? One more what!? Hasn’t this been enough!? Stephy Auger: Apparently not. GRENDEL reaches down and deadlifts Jackson off the mat with a Karelin Lift. He then hoists Jackson up before driving him down with a kneeling powerbomb. Stephy Auger: Some Kind of Hate by GRENDEL! The boos from the crowd get turned up a few notches as The Blood Brothers stand tall over one half of the Tag Team Champions. Aries smiles from ear to ear while GRENDEL stands over Jackson’s motionless body and stares down coldly at him, almost daring Jackson to get back to his feet. Kris Cruise: Aries Reed stole a victory tonight from one half of the Tag Team Champions. Now The Blood Brothers, both Aries and GRENDEL, have laid waste to Luke Jackson. Stephy Auger: The Tag Team Champions are marked men. With Dynamic Duos right around the corner and now with The Blood Brothers on the scene, every team is going to be taking their shot at them. |
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Post by FGA Office on Mar 20, 2016 13:04:19 GMT -5
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Post by FGA Office on Mar 20, 2016 13:05:15 GMT -5
Zero McHannon vs. Camellia D. Magna J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Charlotte, North Carolina, CAMELLIA D. MAGNA! As "The Bitch Came Back" begins to play, Cami steps onto the ramp, gazing out over the crowd. Pausing for only a moment, she slowly makes her way down the ramp avoiding eye contact. When about halfway down the ramp, she takes off running, sliding into the ring under the bottom rope. After entering the ring, she moves to one corner, waiting patiently for the match to start. Kris Cruise: Cami Magna set for action tonight against the former World champion, Zero McHannon. Stephy Auger: A tough test for sure, but we’ve seen Cami pull off supposed upset victories before. And with Zero’s run of luck, he’s going to have to be careful tonight. J.A. Aldridge: And her opponent, from Miami, Florida, weighing in at 215lbs … ZERO MCHANNON! “Same Old War" by Our Last Night hits the speakers. It's slow to pick up, but when it does, it comes in blazing as the light surveys the arena, then stays focused on the top of the ramp with a bright white light. Zero McHannon walks through the curtain with a black zip up with the hood over his head. He turns his back to the audience, until the lyrics hit, then turn back around with his arms spread to the largely cheering crowd. “I've been fighting the same old war,
against a disease, without a cure!
Been holding on for so long! For so long!
For so long!" Zero holds his arms out for a moment and raises his head to take in the atmosphere from the fans, then slowly starts to make his way down the ramp. He lets the fans reach over the barrier to touch him and his world title, holding his hands out so that he can tag theirs on the way down. McHannon stops at the bottom of the ramp and bounces on the balls of his feet, looking from one side of the arena to the other, then sliding in through the bottom rope, and bouncing right up to his feet. “I've been wishing upon a star,
as my universe falls apart!
I feel so far from the sky,
as my dreams, are going by!
And they say, it's a battle that can't be won!
Should I run away,
and change my name?
Or should I stay and fight through the night?
And never close my eyes?
I'll never close my eyes!" Zero McHannon climbs the nearest turnbuckle spread his arms and begins to yell towards the crowd as they do their best to cheer over him. He freezes for a moment, taking in the love from the crowd, then hops from the corner ropes, and tests the mat under his feet. He's talking to himself as he crosses the ring and stands up on the other turnbuckle, pointing to the crowd, and slapping himself in the chest. "I've come too far, to go back now,
to turn into a face in the crowd!
Been on this road for so long,
For so long... For so long!" McHannon walks into the middle of the ring with the title in one hand, and pulls off the zip up with his other hand, tossing it into the crowd. He falls back into one of the corners, and slumps into the turnbuckle, as he waits for the match to begin Kris Cruise: Here we go! The bell sounds to start the match as both competitors circle the ring momentarily. A collar and elbow tie up starts off the proceedings as Zero manages to overpower his opponent, pushing Cami back into the corner. The referee immediately calls for a break, which he gets before the count of four. Zero backs away, but gets a thumb to the eye for his trouble as Cami quickly switches positions so Zero is back against the corner. Kris Cruise: The referee admonishing Camellia Magna for that thumb to the eye, but I don’t think she cares too much, Stephy. Stephy Auger: She’s in there with a former World champion, Kris. I know he has a habit of laying down, but Cami probably wants a clean win over Zero tonight. Magna fires off some stinging knife edge chops to the chest of McHannon before going for the Irish whip. It’s reversed, however. Zero using his size and strength advantage to send Cami running across the ring as Zero barrels in after her, crushing her against the turnbuckles with a running clothesline. A couple of European uppercuts connect before Zero brings his opponent towards the center of the ring. A quick gutwrench suplex takes Magna over as Zero goes for a cover. ONE! . . Cami kicks out. Zero brings her right back to her feet, though, and backs Cami against the ropes. He throws a couple of forearm smashes to the face, rocking Magna where she stands before doubling her over with a knee to the midsection. He follows that up with a pumphandle fallaway slam, sending Cami sprawling across the ring, where she remains holding her back. McHannon doesn’t appear to be in much of a hurry to follow up as he moves slowly across the ring to pick Cami up once more, if only to scoop slam her right back down. Kris Cruise: Zero in firm control here, but not all of the fans seem to be backing him here. Stephy Auger: A small portion of the fans taunting him about supposedly laying down for Cyncity at Canadian Stampede, and he’s not enjoying that. McHannon looks around the arena and shakes his head; his recent run of bad luck and pushing people away seems to have extended to the crowd here in Salem, Virginia. And the former World champion can’t seem to shake it off as he drags Magna back to her feet again. He lifts Cami up for a suplex, but Magna drops down the back! She lands on her feet and catches the spinning Zero with a side kick to the midsection, doubling him over. As he stands back up, Cami fires off some shoot kicks to the chest before going up high with a roundhouse kick! Kris Cruise: I felt that one from here! Cami hits the ropes for momentum as her opponent drops to one knee, allowing her to rebound into a shining black! Zero goes down, and Cami hooks a leg. ONE! . . TWO! . . Zero kicks out! Cami gets back to her feet, holding her back as she does so, but Zero is already getting back up as she charges at him. McHannon throws out a clothesline, but it’s ducked. Magna hits the far ropes, coming back with a headscissors takedown! Zero flips in the air, landing back first with a thud, only to pop back up to his feet. He staggers backwards as Cami pounces, throwing some forearm shots to the face before going for the Irish whip. Again, Zero manages to overpower her and reverse it. But he lowers his head for the back body drop, and Cami counters with a tornado DDT! Stephy Auger: Zero’s head bouncing off the canvas after that one, and it looks like he;s heading to the outside. Zero rolls towards the bottom rope, exiting the ring as he tries to gather his bearings. The nearby fans, however, have other ideas as they taunt the former World champion about his recent defeat to Cyncity. McHannon turns away from them to focus on the match, only to catch a baseball slide to the face as Cami connects. She hurries back to her feet and slingshots over the top rope with a crossbody block! Zero eats all of that one as Cami stands back up, the former World champion down at her feet. She lifts him back up and rolls him into the ring as she follows him in and makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Zero kicks out. Kris Cruise: Cami Magna has taken this match in hand, and Zero McHannon could be in trouble here, Stephy. Stephy Auger: I’m not surprised, Kris. He’s too distracted by everything that’s been happening lately, he can’t focus on the task at hand. Cami Magna isn’t a slouch in that ring, and she’s making McHannon pay for his mistakes tonight. Magna lifts her opponent to his feet again, and manages to Irish whip Zero towards the corner as she heads to the opposite corner. Cami cartwheels across the ring, leaping up with a back elbow – NO! Zero dives out of the way, and Cami hits the turnbuckle. As she staggers away, Zero catches her with a boot to the gut, before executing a vertebreaker! Cami gets planted in the center of the ring, and Zero drops back to make a cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Cami kicks out! Stephy Auger: Only a two count after the vertebreaker, and I’m not sure Zero can believe it. The official assures him it was only a two count, but Zero doesn’t argue too vehemently against it. Instead he pushes himself back to his feet and paces around the ring, taking the opportunity to lay the boots to Cami whenever possible. The Southern belle manages to get back to her feet as Zero hoists her up across his shoulders with a fireman’s carry – NO! A rake to the eyes allows Cami the opportunity to escape as she slides down the back. McHannon turns around and gets caught with a couple of elbows smashes to the face. Cami hits the ropes behind her for momentum, but Zero catches her, lifting her up for a fireman’s carry before bringing her down with a gutbuster! Magna rolls away in pain, but staggers back to her feet as Zero quickly brings her down into Zero Tolerance. The ref calls for the bell as Cami taps out on the canvas. J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this match, ZERO MCHANNON! Kris Cruise: It might not have been as dominant as Zero may have hoped, but he’s got the victory over Cami Magna tonight. Stephy Auger: She had him on the back foot for a good portion of the match, but Zero was just too strong in the end. He’ll have to learn to focus though, it almost cost him this one. [ COMMERCIAL BREAK ] |
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Post by FGA Office on Mar 20, 2016 13:06:03 GMT -5
We cut backstage to the Salem Civic Center’s locker room, where we find Spencer Burke sitting with Johnny Karma and Cherry Baum, with Karma sitting in his street clothes with the Pride Championship title belt slung over his shoulder
Spencer Burke: First of all, Johnny, on behalf of everybody watching this let me congratulate you for your victory on the last episode of Vertigo. Tell me, how does it feel to finally reclaim the Pride Championship after more than two years without holding a title here in Frontier Grappling Arts?
Karma gives the briefest glance towards the belt before he answers the question
Johnny Karma: The short answer, Spencer Burke, is that it feels good to hold FWA gold once again – and the reason it feels so good is because I know that I more than earned the right to call myself a champion, not just because I have always prided myself as being able to wrestle like a champion but because, more recently, I’ve realised that being a champion is more than just winning a few matches, it means finding the path you wish to walk and sticking to it, and never deviating or faltering no matter how many things get in your path until one day…
Karma pats the faceplate of the title
Johnny Karma: …one day you get to the place you want to be.
Cherry Baum: And it’s where you deserve to be, J-K.
Cherry flashes a smile at Karma and he looks over to mouth a couple of words of gratitude
Spencer Burke: Yet even though you gained the headlines by winning the Pride Championship, what people are talking about is what happened after the match when Tony Carmine, Johnny Cannon and Danny Diamond formed an alliance and attacked you after the match. Do you have anything to say about this?
At first Karma raises a finger and looks as if he’s about to speak, but then he pauses and instead he drums the index and middle finger of his other hand on the bench for a couple of seconds as he mentally steers himself away from a short and blunt answer
Johnny Karma: Here’s the point, Spence. For far, far too long I’ve been hearing different takes on the same material: about how I peaked early, about how the only reason I was Pride Champion in the first place was because the roster wasn’t as good as it was since X, Y or Z got here, or how it was a fluke, and most recently of all how I would never hold a title as long as Tony Carmine was on the roster to prevent me. The long and the short of it is that everyone was looking for a new reason to doubt me, and this left me with a choice: do I think they have a point and just knuckle under, or do I prove them all wrong one after the other because I know that I can do just that? And that’s what I did, overcoming all of those doubts and proving what I am capable of to lift this title once more – yet I only got to savour the moment for a few seconds before I had three pairs of boots taking it in turn to stomp me into the canvas, taking away the moment I had worked so hard to earn because some people just can’t go five minutes without believing the best way forward is to ruin something for somebody else first.
Spencer Burke: So do you have anything you would like to say to Carmine, Cannon and Diamond now that you have the opportunity.
Johnny Karma: Indeed I do, Spence, indeed I do.
Karma takes a second to shift on the bench, making sure he is looking straight down the camera as he addresses the trio
Johnny Karma: No doubt the three of you are feeling pretty pleased with yourselves right now for doing what you did, just as I have no doubt the three of you are already making plans for which title each of you will be holding by the 4th of July weekend. But there’s a catch that none of you have thought of: you’ve given a lot of people a lot of reason to make sure that doesn’t happen in a very small amount of time – which is especially dumb considering the Gold Rush Rumble is right around the corner.
Spencer Burke: On the subject of the Gold Rush Rumble, with various names being confirmed for the match what are your thoughts of this year’s match?
Johnny Karma: Well first of all, there’s a whole bunch of names that have yet to be confirmed for the match, myself included, so that’s something to keep an eye on. And it goes without saying that, even though I have set various records for the match over the years, surely it’s a given that my name’ll be announced soon enough. But what sticks out for me right now isn’t the thought of winning the match, what sticks out is what that prostak party who jumped me at the last show are thinking, because surely they’re planning on working together to make sure one of them goes the distance. This means one thing to me: those three need to be out of the ring and, just to be safe, nowhere near ringside to make sure that the Gold Rush Rumble isn’t tainted by the three of them deciding that it’s their turn to drag FWA down into the mire and ruining the match for everyone else who takes part. And even though my name’s not been confirmed yet, I am going to sit here right now and say the second my number gets called, the one thing I am going to do is make sure they do not do this – not because I want to ruin their chances, but because the thought of having one of those three challenging for the FWA Championship is too much to bear and that’s why it needs to be stopped.
Spencer Burke: Okay, Johnny, I think that’s enough,. Thank you for your time, and good luck with your Pride Championship reign.
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Post by FGA Office on Mar 20, 2016 13:06:35 GMT -5
J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Barstow, California, RUBY TYLER! The lights dim just before “Heavy” by The Glorious Sons starts playing throughout the arena. Come heavy or don't come at all,
You leave your piece at home that's your call,
It never paid to be merciful,
Come heavy or don't come at all The lights come up as the music rises and Ruby Tyler bursts through the curtain, running down the ramp and high-fiving fans along the way. Come heavy or don't come at all,
Been here before and watched a better man fall
I smell the fear on you boy
Come heavy or don't come at all Tossing her jacket aside, Ruby turns to face the crowd and pumps her fist in the air before sliding underneath the bottom rope, grinning as she heads to her corner and climbs the turnbuckle, her head bobbing as the chorus plays out. Once the music fades, she hops down and turns, waiting for her opponent. Kris Cruise: Two weeks ago we saw Ruby Tyler successfully debut against Nero, but tonight she has potentially a tougher task at hand as she’s set to take on the former two-time FGA World Tag Team champion, Annie Zellor. Stephy Auger: The Huntress has already made an impact here, Kris. She also saved Kevin Hardaway from the after match attack by Yun Goeun and Cami Magna. And lets not forget her opponent is on a run of bad luck at the moment; Annie will have to buck the trend if she wants to win this one. J.A. Aldridge: And her opponent, from Staten Island, New York, ANNIE ZELLOR! An assortment of purple and blue strobe lights illuminate the entrance aisle, flashing in time with the music, as Annie Zellor bursts through the curtain. She poses momentarily, 'flexing' her biceps for the fans, before running down the aisle, her arms outstretched to slap hands with the willing fans on the way down. The youngster slides in under the bottom rope and runs to the furthest away turnbuckle, climbing to the middle rope, whereupon she raises a fist in the air before jumping down off the turnbuckle. Kris Cruise: On a night where we’ve seen Aries Reed get his first win here in FGA, will we see another ExPro alumni in Ruby Tyler continue her winning ways here? Stephy Auger: There’s only one way to find out! The bell sounds to start the match as both competitors head towards the center of the ring. Annie holds out her hand for the handshake, which Ruby accepts. The fans applaud the show of sportsmanship before both women circle the ring momentarily. A collar and elbow tie up ensues, and Ruby gains the initial advantage as she applies a side headlock. Annie tries to escape, but Tyler keeps the hold applied, wrenching it tighter each time Zellor squirms. That is until Annie fires off a couple of elbows to the midsection. It’s enough to weaken Ruby’s grip so that Annie can push her away and against the ropes. But Ruby comes back with a shoulderblock to knock down her smaller opponent. She hits the ropes again, skipping over Annie as she rolls to be face down. Zellor pops back to her feet and leap frogs over the approaching Ruby Tyler, who hits the far ropes again. This time she comes back with a leg lariat, catching Annie by surprise! Both competitors scramble to get back to their feet as Ruby hits an arm drag. Again, they get back to their feet, and again Ruby hits an arm drag. This time, however, she keeps hold and applies an armbar. Kris Cruise: Ruby Tyler getting the upper hand here in the early going. Stephy Auger: Annie probably has her mind elsewhere, maybe to the Mid-Atlantic Legacy title match later this evening. We all know what a scatterbrain she can be. Ruby rolls her opponent onto her front and drops a knee down across the lower back of Annie. She yells out in pain, and does so again when Ruby drops a second knee down her back. Tyler stands back up and stomps at the small of the back of her opponent before finally lifting Annie back to her feet. An Irish whip sends Zellor towards the corner, before Ruby follows her in with a running European uppercut. Followed by a snapmare out of the corner and a soccer kick to the spine before Ruby throws her opponent down and goes for the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Annie kicks out. Ruby lifts her right back to her feet, however, and Irish whips Annie against the ropes. Tyler lowers her head for the back body drop, but Annie has it scouted as she counters with a boot to the face. But she still has the wherewithal to duck under Annie’s clothesline attempt as Zellor sets off against the ropes again, only to come back with a wheelbarrow bulldog! Kris Cruise: Annie Zellor finding a way back into this match, what can she do from here? Both competitors move back to their feet, Annie getting there just ahead of her opponent as she fires off a couple of forearm shots to the face. An Irish whip sends Ruby towards the corner as Annie runs in after her with a jumping splash! Another Irish whip sends The Huntress from pillar to post as she hits the turnbuckle hard. Annie charges in after her again, this time leaping up to perform a monkey flip that sends Ruby flying across the ring! Tyler arches her back in pain before getting back to her feet, just as Annie hits the ropes behind her. A bulldog drives Tyler face first into the mat again, and Annie hooks a leg. ONE! . . TWO! . . Ruby kicks out. Stephy Auger: A strong kick out by The Huntress Ruby Tyler there. And I think she’s been caught off guard by the speed of Annie Zellor, but we all know Ruby Tyler can slow an opponent down if she wants to. Kris Cruise: Those educated strikes of hers could take out Annie’s legs, and that’s something she’ll need to be careful to avoid, Stephy. Annie lifts her opponent back to her feet again, and she performs a standing wristlock. As she wrings the arm once, Ruby hunches over, allowing Annie the opening to drop an elbow down across the shoulder. And another. But Ruby manages to counter the hold, performing an arm wringer of her own to double Annie over, before she drives a knee up into the midsection. Ruby follows up with a Northern Lights suplex, tossing Annie overhead with relative ease! The former tag champ hits the mat and continues rolling all the way under the bottom rope to the outside. Ruby forces herself to quickly get back up as she spies her opponent outside the ring. She runs against the far ropes for momentum, timing it perfectly as Annie pops her head up over the apron to eat the baseball slide to the face! Stephy Auger: I felt that one from here! Zellor flies across the way, crashing into the guard rail before she falls to the floor. And Ruby steps out onto the apron. She runs across and leaps off, delivering an elbow to the sternum of her opponent! Kris Cruise: Look out below! The referee starts the count-out as Ruby slowly stands back up. Even with the mats on the outside, that still took something out of her. Her opponent is still down at her feet as Ruby flips Annie over, taking the leg as she drives Annie’s knee down against the thin mats on the outside. A couple of stomps follow, and Annie looks to be in pain after that one, as she’s rolled back into the ring. Ruby rolls in after her and delivers a chopblock to the back of the leg just as Annie gets back to her feet. Zellor rolls onto her front as she clutches at that knee, but Ruby Tyler has other ideas. She positions her feet inside Annie’s legs and reaches up to grab hold of her opponent’s arms as Ruby pulls her up into the air for the bow and arrow lock. The referee checks for both the submission, and to make sure Ruby’s shoulders aren’t on the mat; the latter is true enough, so he checks with Annie to see if she gives in. But Zellor is adamant she doesn’t want to submit. The fans cheering her on as she tries to break free. Stephy Auger: She’s got nowhere to go, Kris. That knee hurts, her lower back hurts, I sense a submission here. Kris Cruise: You could be right, Annie is in trouble here. The referee checks again as Ruby wrenches back on the arms. But Annie won’t give in. Somehow she’s fighting through it, managing to break Ruby’s grip around her wrists as Annie rotates so her hands are on the mat. The angle of her legs is too great for Ruby to keep hold so Annie escapes as she scampers towards the bottom rope for the break! Ruby releases the hold and moves away across the ring… But as Annie pushes herself up to a kneeling position, Ruby charges in at her with a hurricanrana! And the pin attempt. ONE! . . TWO! . . THR-NO! Annie gets the shoulder up in the nick of time. The referee assures Ruby it was only a two, buts she’s not arguing the point. Undeterred, she lifts Annie back to her feet and whips her towards the corner. She runs in after her, but Zellor gets the boot up! Kris Cruise: Annie with the opening here. It’s enough to send Ruby staggering back a step, but she cuts Zellor off before she can capitalize, driving her back against the turnbuckle with a running clothesline. With her opponent in the corner, Ruby proceeds to open up with a series of alternating punches and chops, each one finding it’s mark. A good portion of the crowd cheering Ruby on as she unloads on Annie, before an Irish whip sends the former tag champ across the ring. Ruby follows her in, but Annie vaults up off the turnbuckle, wrapping her legs around Ruby’s head as she counters with a headscissors takedown! Ruby gets back to her feet before Annie can, catching the youngster with a stinging chop to the chest. And another. Tyler goes for another Irish whip, only to have it countered with a feint and a harai goshi judo throw by Zellor out of nowhere! From the perfect position, Annie quickly applies a cross armbreaker, keeping a tight grip of the arm so Ruby can’t break free! Stephy Auger: What the?! Where did that one come from? Kris Cruise: Now it’s Annie’s turn to apply the submission hold, and Ruby needs to find her towards the ropes here. The referee checks for a submission; Zellor wrenches back, applying more pressure to the arm joints as Ruby stretches her leg out towards the nearest rope! She can’t quite make it, but she doesn’t want to give in either. She stretches again, dragging both herself and Annie towards the ropes. Finally, Ruby drapes a foot across the bottom rope and Annie releases the cross armbreaker. She rolls away, putting some distance between her and Ruby Tyler as both competitors slowly get back to their feet. Ruby is nursing that shoulder as Annie does to the same to her knee, but Tyler runs in with a clothesline. It’s ducked and Annie counters with a mule kick to the midsection, followed close behind by a 540 kick! Kris Cruise: The Sparkle Princess Special! Ruby’s eyes roll back into her head as she falls to her knees; Annie pushes herself back up to her feet and runs against the far ropes. Showing her resilience, Ruby manages to push herself back up to a vertical base, and just in time as Annie comes flying in with a satellite DDT! The Huntress gets driven head-first into the mat as Annie stands back up, and points to the corner… Stephy Auger: What does she have in mind here? Annie moves towards the corner slowly, limping slightly on the sore leg as she steps out onto the apron. Cautiously, she climbs, heading up to the top rope. Zellor steadies herself and cries out “Dragon elbow!” before she leaps, soaring through the air with a picture perfecting flying elbow drop to the sternum of Ruby Tyler! And a lateral press! ONE! . . TWO! . . THR-NO! Ruby Tyler throwing the shoulder up just before the three count, and Annie can’t quite believe it. She sits up with a shocked look on her face, taking a moment to catch her breath before she stands back up. She helps Ruby back to her feet as well as Annie lands a couple more forearm shots to the face. An Irish whip sends Tyler against the ropes; Annie throws her arm out for the clothesline, but Ruby ducks underneath it and hits the far ropes, leaping up onto the middle rope as she catches Annie with a springboard roundhouse to the face! And both competitors are down. A dual chant for each of them ringing out throughout the civic center as Ruby is the first to stir. Kris Cruise: Both competitors putting their everything into this match just like they said they would. But that roundhouse kick seems to have hit its mark. Stephy Auger: Ruby Tyler just needs to hit that Dead Aim, and this one’s over, Kris. The Huntress rolls towards the ropes, using them to pick herself up. Annie is just stirring, when Ruby’s attention is drawn away. The crowd parts as Yun Goeun charges through them, leaping over the guard rail before climbing up onto the ring apron! Ruby charges across the ring, swinging a forearm smash – but Yun drops down before it can connect! The referee orders Yun to leave the ringside as Ruby turns her attention back to the match at hand. But Annie has come to, and she leaps up, nailing Ruby with another Sparkle Princess Special! Kris Cruise: Not like this… Ruby falls to the mat as Annie collapses on top of her, hooking a leg. ONE! . . TWO! . . THREE!!! J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this match, ANNIE ZELLOR! Stephy Auger: Somehow, Annie Zellor escapes with the victory here. But you have to give the assist to Yun Goeun. Kris Cruise: I’m not sure Annie knows what happened, but she won’t happy when she finds out. And poor Ruby Tyler, having this match stolen out from under her. Zellor gets back to her feet as the referee raises her arm. When she sees Yun Goeun walking back up the aisle, a disappointed expression appears on her face. Yun waves towards the #sparklebuddy, but Annie shouts out asking her what happened. Visibly dejected, Annie helps Ruby get back to her feet as Annie audibly tells her that she’s sorry. A quick handshake between the two of them before they glare out at Yun. Kris Cruise: A nice display of sportsmanship after a hard fought contest. But after that performance, both of these two just proved they have a bright year ahead of them.
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Post by FGA Office on Mar 20, 2016 13:07:12 GMT -5
Spencer Burke: Ladies and gentlemen I'm here with Jimmy Page. Jimmy you're in the main event against-- Jimmy stops Spencer from finishing his sentence. He looks at him slightly. Jimmy Page: Did he answer...? Spencer Burke: Um, there's been no word from Chandler Scott as of right now... Page nods his head slightly. Jimmy Page: I tried to do this the right way. I really did try. So if what I'm offering to Chandler Scott isn't enough...maybe if I use HER...he'll start paying attention to me. I just want him to know, he did this, not me. What happens now is blood on his hands. Page walks away from Burke who stares at Page, confused as to what he meant. The scene then fades away to black. [ COMMERCIAL BREAK ]
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Post by FGA Office on Mar 20, 2016 13:08:28 GMT -5
Mid-Atlantic Legacy Championship Match
Izzy Anders vs. Savannah Taylor J.A. Aldridge: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the FGA MID-ATLANTIC LEGACY CHAMPIONSHIP! The fans in the arena are in their seats, anxiously awaiting the start of the match. Before they have a chance to say anything, the lights suddenly fade to black. The noise of the crowd is replaced by a loud whistle emanating from the sound system. The whistle repeats, only this time it is accompanied by a few riffs from a synthesizer. As the synth pulses on for a few seconds, red strobe lights around the entrance begin to pulse in perfect synch with the music. The heavy guitar and drum tandem that follows truly signals the beginning of “Engel” by Rammstein. The black of the arena has been replaced by a vivid crimson as the song plays on. The fans immediately leap to their feet and show their displeasure at the arrival of the one and only Savannah Taylor. J.A. Aldridge: Introducing first, from Las Vegas, Nevada! Weighing in at 120 pounds… SAVANNAH TAYLOR! The blonde steps out onto the stage for a few seconds and glances to either side of her before walking purposefully down the aisle, an air of arrogance displayed in her gait. She climbs the steps and stands on the apron, scanning the crowd before shaking her head at the fans. Stepping into the ring, she stands in the center and raises her hands above her head, seeming to soak in the boos. She then rests her back against the turnbuckle and waits for the lights to return to normal and the music to fade out. Kris Cruise: This is Savannah Taylor’s first crack at FGA gold. She was a well decorated champion in her last place on employment. Could tonight be the start of a very similar rise to the top? Stephy Auger: Not if Izzy Anders has anything to say about it. “Key Entity Extraction V: Sentry the Defiant”s (by Coheed and Cambria) opening guitar settles the crowd. They know who is coming, but remain unsure if they should cheer or boo. When the lyrics begin to come in, Izzy Anders makes her way from the back. She stands on the stage, looking out at the audience. She bathes in the rapid cascades of red, yellow, and orange. She looks up for a moment, devoid of any of the gleeful energy she once had. She shakes her head and lets out a war cry. She then takes down the walkway, taking somewhat heavy steps at a quickened pace. J.A. Aldridge: And her opponent, from Cape Breton, Nova Scotia, Canada! Weighing in at 128 pounds! She is the reigning… defending...FGA Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion… IZZY ANDERS! Once she reaches the edge of the ring, she leaps onto the apron. There, she spins around the ropes, turning her back to them and hooking her arms around them. She lets out an excited yell, before flipping backward into the ring. She looks around the whole arena, not pandering nor alienating them. It’s sure that Izzy is only focused on the match at hand, not on anything else. She looks around the ring, showing her untrusting nature, but finally comforts herself. As she concludes her search, she crouches down to the mat, and begins to crack joints. She only waits for the bell to ring. Kris Cruise: Izzy Anders is locked in. That Mid-Atlantic Legacy Championship has consumed her over these last several months. She’s not above breaking rules or breaking limbs if it means keeping that championship. Stephy Auger: And that attitude right there could spell bad news for the Las Vegas native. Savannah is talented, no doubt. But Izzy is on the cusp of history. You’ve seen her attitude shift in recent months. As you said, you’ve seen the lengths she’s gone to retain that championship. Savannah’s shown Izzy some pretty blatant disrespect. That could come back and bite her big time in this one. The bell sounds as Izzy and Savannah lock up to start things off. Izzy quickly grabs a hold of Savannah’s hair and pulls back as she brings her into the corner. The ref quickly heads over and gives both grapplers until the count of five to break it up. Ref: ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR… Both grapplers appear to make a clean break. But Izzy quickly lunges forward and nearly drives all the air out of Savannah with a hard shoulder thrust. She then cracks Savannah across the jaw with an elbow strike before unleashing machine gun punches to the midsection. Izzy then takes hold of Savannah and whips her into the opposite corner. Izzy runs across the ring and nails Savannah with a palm strike, sending her slumping down in the corner. Izzy quickly drags Savannah from out of the corner before making the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Savannah kicks out. Kris Cruise: Izzy with the quick pin attempt early on. Stephy Auger: She knows what’s on the line. She’s not about to waste a single second of this one. Izzy picks up Savannah and wrenches her arm. But Savannah is quick to reverse into an arm wrench of her own. Izzy can be seen cringing from the pain as Savannah twists her arm with another wrench. But Izzy rolls forward, leans back, kips up and reverses into an arm wringer, sending Savannah crashing shoulder-first to the canvas. After kicking Savannah over onto her back, Izzy grabs her left arm, bends it at 90 degrees, presses her palm down across the mat before delivering a jumping stomp to the elbow. Savannah immediately curls up as she clutches her arm. But Izzy shows no compassion as she proceeds to stomp away at the arm. The ref goes over and moves Izzy back to give her opponent time to recover. But Izzy swats the ref away from her, marches back over and continues to put the boots to the arm. Savannah tries to guard her left arm with her right. But Izzy reaches down, hooks the left arm and yanks Savannah back up to her feet. After a knee to the midsection doubles Savannah over, Izzy delivers a double knee armbreaker. She then presses Savannah’s right arm down against the mat as she makes the lateral press. ONE! . . TWO! . . Savannah kicks out. Izzy hooks the leg as she goes for another cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Savannah gets her right arm up. Izzy slowly picks up Savannah before trying to quickly bring her down into a fujiwara armbar. But Savannah's somehow able to block the move. Izzy then continues to try and muscle Savannah down to the canvas to fully lock in the move. But Savannah grits her teeth and grunts as she fights off the move for dear life. She then rolls forward, leans back and delivers a double upkick to the face of the champion, sending Izzy stumbling backwards into the corner. While Izzy tries to shake off the blow, Savannah slowly returns to her feet. She then takes off into the corner and goes for a yakuza kick. But Izzy catches her foot. She then shoves Savannah down to the mat. As Savannah rolls back up to her feet, Izzy runs from out of the corner and knocks her down with a jumping leg lariat. She then swings around and makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Savannah gets her right arm up. Izzy picks up Savannah, grabs a hold of her left wrist and delivers a slow arm wrench. Savannah can be heard groaning as the state of her arm gets worse and worse. But Izzy shows no compassion for Savannah as she continually kicks her in the chest. Izzy then delivers another hard arm wrench, sending Savannah down to a knee. The ref asks her if she wants to give up. But the Siren refuses to quit. She then rolls forward, leans back, kips up, reverses into an arm wrench of her own, kicks Izzy in the midsection and plants her with a DDT. She slowly turns over and makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Izzy kicks out. Kris Cruise: Savannah catches a break after that big DDT. Stephy Auger: It’s a good thing she did or else Izzy would’ve continued to aggressively gone after the arm. Savannah picks up Izzy and whips her into the ropes. When Izzy returns, she knocks Savannah down with a hard running shoulder block to the left shoulder. She quickly drops down into a lateral press. ONE! . . TWO! . . Savannah gets her right arm up. Izzy picks up Savannah and goes for an irish whip. But instead of bouncing back, Savannah hangs onto the top rope with her right arm. Izzy sees this, so she charges forward. But Savannah drops and pulls down the top rope, sending Izzy tumbling to the floor. Kris Cruise: The champ finds herself down again. Stephy Auger: What’s Savannah going for here? As the champion begins to stir on the floor, Savannah steps out onto the apron and begins to gauge the distance between her and Izzy. Once Izzy returns to her feet and turns around, Savannah knocks her down with an Asai Moonsault. Kris Cruise: The high risk move pays off as Izzy has been flattened by Savannah! Stephy Auger: But look at her favoring that arm! That nearly took as much out of her as it did Izzy. Savannah picks up Izzy and rolls her back into the ring. As Savannah climbs up onto the apron and steps back into the ring, Izzy connects with a back kick to the right knee. After Savannah drops down to a knee, Izzy takes off into the ropes. When she returns, she knocks Savannah down with a slicing kick to the side of the head. She makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Savannah gets her foot on the bottom rope. Izzy picks up Savannah, takes her by the left arm and then steps through the ropes. But before Izzy can deliver The Break-Up, Savannah rips her arms from out of Izzy’s grasps and follows up with a dropkick, which knocks the champ back to the floor. While Izzy turns over on all fours and tries to shake out the cobwebs, Savannah runs into the far ropes. Once Izzy gets up and turns around, Savannah catches her flush in the face with a baseball slide. Savannah slips to the outside, picks up Izzy, slams her face-first onto the apron and then rolls her back into the ring. After sliding herself back in, she makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Izzy kicks out. Kris Cruise: Savannah now starting to gain a little momentum. Stephy Auger: She’s got championship experience. She’s got more championship experience than Izzy, actually. She knows how to perform under these high pressure situations. She knows how to come through in the clutch. I’m not saying this is over, but Izzy might want to slam the brakes before this match gets away from her... Savannah picks up Izzy and goes for an irish whip. But Izzy reverses, sending Savannah into the ropes. When Savannah comes back, she knocks Izzy down with a Lou Thesz Press. She mounts herself on top of Izzy and hammers down with right hands to the face. But Izzy’s able to reach her hands up, grabs Savannah by the neck and throw her off to the side. After both grapplers return to their feet, they run towards each other. But Izzy quickly takes her down with a jumping calf kick. She makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Savannah gets her right arm up. Izzy picks up Savannah, lifts up her left arm and delivers an armbreaker across her shoulder. Savannah then stumbles into a nearby corner as she grabs a hold of her left arm. When Savannah turns around, Izzy runs into the corner and connects with a European Uppercut. She then takes Savannah and whips her into the opposite corner. After sizing her up, Izzy runs across the ring and connects with another European Uppercut. She then takes Savannah, snapmares her from out of the corner and points to a fan in the crowd before taking off into the far ropes. When Izzy returns, she blasts Savannah in the face with A Gift for You. She drops down and makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Savannah gets her right shoulder up. Kris Cruise: Just like that, Izzy’s back in control. Stephy Auger: You think she was going to lose her precious championship that easily? You’d have to pry that gold from her cold, dead hands at this point. As Izzy slowly pulls her up off the canvas, Savannah delivers right hands to the midsection. But Izzy cuts her offense off with a hard knee strike to the midsection. After Savannah drops down to her knees, Izzy cracks her with an Axe Kick across the head. She makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Savannah gets her right shoulder up. Izzy grabs a hold of Savannah’s blonde locks and then yanks her up off the canvas. She then nails Savannah with a knee to the midsection, doubling her over. After throwing her down with a scoop slam, Izzy steps out, marches along the apron and climbs up to the top turnbuckle. She then leaps off, going for a diving double knee drop to the left arm. But Savannah rolls out of the way. Kris Cruise: Nobody’s home! Stephy Auger: Izzy could be hurt here! Izzy bounces off the apron and rolls over onto her back. As she slowly rolls over and gets up on one knee, Savannah darts over and knocks her down with a Shining Wizard. She makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . TH-NO! Izzy gets her shoulder up. Savannah picks up Izzy and whips her into the ropes. When she comes back, Savannah knocks her down with a running hip strike. She makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . T-NO! Izzy gets her shoulder up. Kris Cruise: Another close call for the champion... Savannah grabs Izzy and whips her into the corner. She then runs across the ring and connects with a clothesline. Savannah then takes the champ and whips her into the opposite corner. She then runs back across the ring and connects with a yakuza kick. Savannah takes Izzy and shoves her down out of the corner. After tumbling to the mat, Izzy slowly gets up on all fours. Once she sees Izzy in position, Savannah runs from out of the corner, jumps up and delivers a curbstomp. She makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . THR-NO! Izzy gets her shoulder up. Savannah picks up Izzy and goes for an irish whip. But Izzy reverses, sending Savannah into the ropes. When Savannah comes back, Izzy throws out a lariat. But Savannah ducks. When Izzy turns around, Savannah knocks her down with a spinning backfist. Stephy Auger: Desert Rose! She’s going for the cover... ONE! . . TWO! . . THRE-NO! Izzy gets her shoulder up. Savannah picks up Izzy and goes for an irish whip. But Izzy reverses, sending Savannah into the ropes. When she comes back, Izzy bends over to set up a back body drop. Savannah counters with a sunset flip. But Izzy rolls through it, gets to her feet and connects with a front dropkick to the face. Izzy picks up Savannah and delivers the Dirty Dancin’ kick flurry. Once Izzy’s finished, she kicks Savannah in the midsection, doubling her over. She then hooks both of Savannah’s arms as she looks around at the crowd. She snarls before planting Savannah with Spin The Black Circle. Izzy turns over on all fours and waits for Savannah to get back to her feet. Savannah begins to stir on the mat. Once she turns over on all fours, Izzy pops up into a crouching position. She can be seen slowly waving Savannah up. As Savannah rises to her feet, Izzy’s waves get faster in faster. When Savannah turns around, Izzy runs over and throws out the 540 Kick. But Savannah dives out of the way, causing the ref to get struck by the blow. Kris Cruise: Capetown Sunset! Stephy Auger: And the ref goes down! Izzy stands over the ref and slaps him across the face. She then grabs him by the collar with both hands and tries to revive him. She then stops and realizes that her opponent is probably behind her. So Izzy quickly lets go and turns around. Savannah goes for another yakuza kick. But this time, Izzy blocks it. She then wags her finger at Savannah before spinning her around. When Savannah comes back, Izzy goes for another European Uppercut. But Savannah blocks it by grabbing a hold of Izzy. After struggling for control, she’s able to drive Izzy face-first into the mat with a front russian legsweep. Kris Cruise: Blonde Ambition! Savannah gets up and is still favoring her left arm. She then looks over at the downed ref, then back to Izzy. A sinister smirk forms as she heads to the outside, marches over to the timekeeper’s table and snatches the Mid-Atlantic Legacy Championship belt. Kris Cruise: What’s she doing here? Stephy Auger: I think you know exactly what she’s doing, Cruise! Back in the ring, Izzy can be seen getting up on all fours. As she tries to shake out the cobwebs, Savannah slowly steps back in through the ropes. As Izzy returns to her feet, Savannah cradles the belt in her arms as she impatiently waits for her opponent to face her. Wen Izzy turns around, Savannah lunges forward and blasts Izzy in the face with the championship to a mixture of cheers and boos from the crowd. Kris Cruise: What a shot that was by Savannah! Stephy Auger: Izzy’s out cold! With Izzy sprawled out on the apron, Savannah takes the title and tosses it to the outside with her right arm. She then covers Izzy. But the ref is still out of it. Savannah can be seen screaming at the official as she repeatedly slaps the canvas. Kris Cruise: This match can’t end like this! Not like this! The ref pushes himself up on all fours and shakes out the cobwebs. He can hear someone calling from behind. He then turns around and sees Izzy being covered. So he turns over into a prone position and makes the count. ONE! . . . . . . . . TWO! . . . . . . . . . THREE! Stephy Auger: She did it! “Engel” plays to boos from the crowd. J.A. Aldridge: Here is your winner, and now, the NEEEEEEEEEEEW FGA Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion, SAVANNAH TAYLOR! Kris Cruise: Izzy Anders is far from the fan favorite that she entered FGA as. She has become cold, callous and paranoid. But still, she didn’t deserve to have that championship stolen like th- Once Savannah returns to her feet, she slowly raises the MAL Championship with her right arm. She then slips the belt across her right shoulder and parades with the championship across the ring. Izzy can be seen on the canvas slowly coming to. Savannah continues to hold her belt high. But her celebration, as well as her music, is cut short as Annie Zellor marches to the ring with a referee in tow. Stephy Auger: What the heck is she doing out here!? After Dave Landry (the second official) heads into the ring, he goes up to Drew Dillinger (the official for the match) and cups his hands around his mouth as he speakers into Dillinger’s ear. Landry then points to Savannah, then over to Izzy, who is shaking out the cobwebs as she leans up against the ropes. Dillinger then points to Savannah, then to Izzy before looking back at Landry. Landry then nods his head. Kris Cruise: What’s going on here? Landry then motions for Dillinger to go over to Savannah as he heads out to the floor. He then tells J.A. Aldridge something. Aldridge then returns to his feet after taking the mic. J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, the referee has informed me that he has REVERSED his decision! A look of shock forms on Savannah’s face as Izzy listens intently to what’s about to come next. J.A. Aldridge: The winner of this match as a result of a disqualification… and STIIIIIILLLLL the FGA Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion, IZZY ANDERS! A mixture of cheers and boos are heard after the announcement has been made. Stephy Auger: That damn Annie Zellor has stuck her nose in someone else’s business again! Kris Cruise: No, she was simply doing the right thing. Stephy Auger: Yeah. I’m sure sticking it to Savannah had nothing to do with this at all, right? Kris Cruise: Well… you'd have to ask Annie that. Dullinger takes the MAL Championship and yanks it away from Savannah. Savannah looks on in horror as the championship is handed back to Izzy. But Izzy yanks the championship away from him as she’s clearly upset that her key win didn’t go down the way that she wanted. Both grapplers then slowly turn their attention to the outside, where Annie Zellor looks on. The young superstar, who was just trying to do the right thing, quickly realizes that she might have just made matters worse. [ COMMERCIAL BREAK ] |
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Post by FGA Office on Mar 20, 2016 13:09:42 GMT -5
In 1849, California Gold Rush era....
Treasure seekers the world over streamed to California looking for a quick fortune.
Just over 150 years later, Frontier Grappling Arts witnessed the event again.
This time, in Hershey, Pennsylvania. Over 20 FGA grapplers will meet up in the ring for one night only.
It's a shot at glory.
It's a shot at gold.
There can only be one.
Saturday, April 16, 2016.
Who will be the last grappler standing? |
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Post by FGA Office on Mar 20, 2016 13:11:24 GMT -5
Cyncity vs. Yun Goeun "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. Yun stops to look over the arena from the top of the ramp. She then begins to walk down the ramp. As Yun walks down the ramp, she pulls her arms away from some of the fans in the front row. J.A. Aldridge: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Seoul City, South Korea! Weighing in at 122 pounds… YUN GOEUN! Yun reaches the ringside area as the chorus to "Clap Your Hands" begins to play. She paces back and forth in front of the ring for a second then rushes in sliding under the bottom rope. Kris Cruise: Yun’s returning to action after a couple of weeks off. And what a match she’s returning to. A win here for Cyncity would really raise her stock. Stephy Auger: This is definitely a big match here for Yun. However, you’d have to think that she’s expecting payback from Ruby Tyler after the events from earlier tonight. The beginning of "Dam Dadi Do" by Nightcore fills the arena speakers over. Playing over the song was a loud siren, the crowd in the arena on their feet letting their voices be heard. The lights in the arena dim down just enough for the spotlight in the arena to shine directly on center stage. Dam dadi doo dam dam didoodi dam
Dam dadi doo dam dam didoodi dam
Dam dadi doo dam dam didoodi dam
Dam dadi doo dam dam didoodi dam J.A. Aldridge: And her opponent, from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania! Weighing in at 125 pounds! She is the reigning… defending… FGA World Champion… CYNCITY! When the beat kicks in heavily, Cyncity makes her way down to the ring. She doesn’t acknowledge the crowd. She doesn’t do any signature Sex Sells poses. She simply heads up the steps, enters through the ropes and hands her FGA World Championship belt off to the ref before pacing back and forth. Kris Cruise: Cyncity hasn’t been in the best of spirits as of late. But how could you blame her when one of her closest friends claims that he intentionally lost the championship to her. What was supposed to be one of the biggest nights of her career has now been tainted by Zero’s accusations. Stephy Auger: You know, the more I think about it, the more I believe Zero McHannon. Should he have made sure the coast was clear before blabbing? Probably. But hey, he felt bad for Cyncity. We all did. There was no telling win, or if, Cyncity would ever win that championship. So he threw her a bone. Big deal. I say get over it. Kris Cruise: You can’t be serious, right? Tell me you don’t actually believe this. The bell sounds as both wrestlers start things off with a lock up. Yun quickly gains the advantage with a side headlock. But Cyncity is quick to shove Yun off of her and into the ropes. When Yun comes back, she knocks Cyncity down with a shoulder block. She then runs into the ropes. When she comes back, Cyncity turns over onto her back. So Yun hops over her before running into the far ropes. When Yun comes back, Cyncity leap frogs over her. Yun then continues to run into the ropes. When she comes back, Cyncity goes for a hip toss. But Yun steps through it and goes for a hip toss of her own. But Cyncity steps through it and throws down Yun with a hip toss. Yun gets back to her feet, but Cyncity runs over and connects with a dropkick, which sends Yun tumbling through the ropes and to the floor. As Yun gets up on the outside, Cyncity takes off into the far ropes. When she comes back in, Yun slides into the ring, gets up and knocks her down with a standing side kick. She drops down and makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Cyncity kicks out. Kris Cruise: Cyncity was gearing up a move to the outside. But Yun quickly cut her off. Yun picks up Cyncity, moves her into the ropes and delivers a stinging chop. She then delivers another chop before sending Cyncity across the ring. Yun runs into the opposite corner, but Cyncity nails her with a back elbow to the face. While Yun is dazed, Cyncity turns and goes to climb the turnbuckles. But before she can flip off and hit the Emphatic Whispers, Yun reaches out, grabs Cyncity by the ankle and yanks her down, sending her crashing hard face-first across the top turnbuckle pad. The crowd boos as she drops down and makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Cyncity grabs the bottom rope. Kris Cruise: Cyncity with a hard fall there. She broke up the pin, but she still looks a little shook up. Yun picks up Cyncity and whips her into the ropes. When Cyncity comes back, Yun throws out a clothesline. But Cyncity ducks and runs into the far ropes. When Yun turns around, Cyncity brings her down with a spinning headscissors takeover. Yun gets back to her feet, but Cyncity knocks her down with a dropkick. Yun gets back up, but Cyncity knocks her back down with another dropkick. As Yun gets up and stumbles back, Cyncity runs over and clotheslines her over the top rope and to the floor. While Yun stirs on the floor, Cyncity steps out onto the apron. Once Yun gets back to her feet and turns around, Cyncity runs along the apron and dives off, knocking her down with a flipping senton as the crowd cheers. She picks up Yun and rolls her back into the ring before rolling herself back in. Cyncity makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Yun kicks out. Kris Cruise: We’re not seeing a lot of smiling here. We’re not seeing her usual bubbly personality. That FGA World Championship was her crowning achievement. It was something that she accomplished on her own. But once again, that special moment has been tainted by Zero McHannon. Stephy Auger: Well one, she didn’t win it on her own. Zero let her win. Number two, if Cyncity believes in her heart that she can beat Zero, then simply give him a rematch at the Gold Rush Rumble. Unless, of course, she knows deep down that Zero’s right and she doesn’t know if she can beat him. Cyncity picks up Yun, moves her into the corner and delivers three knife edge chops. She then takes Yun and goes for an irish whip. But Yun reverses and follows Cyncity into the corner. Yun connects with a running knee to Cyncity. She then brings Cyncity from out of the corner, knees her in the midsection and plants her with a Spike DDT. She makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Cyncity kicks out. Yun picks up Cyncity, wrenches her arm and then goes for the billionaire Bust. But Cyncity fights off the move. So Yun concedes and goes for three knees to the midsection, doubling her over. She then lifts Cyncity up across her shoulder. But Cyncity’s able to kick her legs and then slip down from behind. When Yun turns around, Cyncity hits her with a spinning back kick to the midsection, doubling her over. She then takes off into the ropes. When Cyncity comes back, Yun throws out a clothesline. But Cyncity ducks, floats over and delivers a spinning neckbreaker. She makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Yun gets her shoulder up. Cyncity picks up Yun, snapmares her over and delivers a dropkick to the back of the head. She makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Yun gets her shoulder up. Cyncity picks up Yun and goes for a vertical suplex. But Yun blocks it. Cyncity then tries to muscle her up for another vertical suplex. But again, Yun blocks it. She then quickly counters into a small package. ONE! . . TWO! . . Cyncity kicks out. Stephy Auger: I’m surprised Cyncity didn’t feel bad for Yun and let her win with a small package. Kris Cruise: Would you stop, please. After both grapplers scramble back to their feet, Yun throws out a roundhouse kick to the head. But Cyncity ducks. She then quickly hops onto Yun’s back. But before she can flip back and hit the Cynderana, Yun pushes her off her shoulders. After Cyncity lands in front of Yun, she quickly grabs Cyncity from behind and drives her down with a front Russian legsweep. Stephy Auger: Billionaire Bust! That might be enough for three... ONE! . . TWO! . . Cyncity gets her shoulder up. Yun picks up Cyncity and positions her for a DDT. But Cyncity grabs her around the waist, runs forward and rams her back-first into the corner. Cyncity proceeds to nail Yun with five shoulder thrusts to the midsection. She then takes Yun and lifts her up onto the top turnbuckle. As Cyncity climbs the ropes, Yun stops her with several right hands to the face. She then shoves Cyncity back, sending her crashing down back-first onto the mat. While Cyncity slowly turns over and gets back to her feet, Yun stands up on the top turnbuckle. She then dives off and goes for a missile dropkick. But Cyncity side steps and dropkicks her out of the air. She makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . T-NO! Yun gets her shoulder up. Cyncity picks up Yun and goes for an irish whip. But Yun reverses, sending Cyncity into the ropes. When Cyncity comes back, Yun hoists her up in the air. But Cyncity connects with a dropkick on the way down. She makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . T-NO! Yun gets her shoulder up. Cyncity picks up Yun and goes for a vertical suplex. But Yun slips down from behind. After she grabs Cyncity around the waist, Cyncity runs into the ropes, hooks her arms underneath the top rope and jerks back, sending Yun down to the canvas. After Yun rolls back up to her feet, Cyncity runs over to attack. But Yun throws her down with a fireman’s carry takeover. When Cyncity gets back to her feet, she gets rocked with a roundhouse from Yun. While Cyncity’s wobbly, Yun quickly places her in a three quarter facelock, runs into the corner and delivers a Shiranui. She makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . TH-NO! Cyncity gets her shoulder up. Yun sits up Cyncity and places her in a sleeper hold. The ref asks her if she wants to give up. But Cyncity doesn’t quit. She slowly turns over onto her knees before returning to her feet. After five elbows to the midsection, Cyncity runs off into the ropes. When Cyncity comes back, Yun goes for a standing side kick. But Cyncity catches her foot, turns Yun away from her and follows up with a superkick to the back of the head. While Yun’s doubled over, Cyncity turns Yun back towards her, places her in a three quarter facelock and hits an Asai DDT. Kris Cruise: The Yoshi-T! Stephy Auger: Come on, Yun, get up! ONE! . . TWO! . . TH-NO! Yun gets her shoulder up. Cyncity picks up Yun and whips her into the corner. She then runs across the ring before delivering a handspring into an elbow smash. She then hoists Yun up onto the top turnbuckle before stepping out onto the apron. After climbing up to the top rope, Cyncity climbs up onto Yun’s shoulders, turns and brings her down with a dragonsteiner. She then steps back through the ropes, climbs up to the top turnbuckle, flips off and connects with the Standing Ovation. She makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . THREE! “Dam Dadi Do” blasts over the PA as the crowd explodes into cheers. J.A. Aldridge: Here is your winner, CYNCITY! The ref goes to raise Cyncity’s arm. But Cyncity pulls her arm away from the ref. She quickly drops down to the outside, takes her championship and marches back up the aisle. Stephy Auger: Wow, what’s her problem? Kris Cruise: Cyncity gets the win. But the events that have happened over the past few weeks are still weighing heavily on her mind. Hopefully, with time, she can get past this... [ COMMERCIAL BREAK ] |
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Post by FGA Office on Mar 20, 2016 13:15:22 GMT -5
Six Man Tag Team Match
Sunshine Scandalous Tony Carmine, Johnny Cannon, Danny Diamond
Vs.
Molly Reid, Mark Storm, Nero Darling The lights dim down before the opening strains of "Hate Me Now" by Nas sweep through the arena and the Nerolings begin screaming in anticipation. Teal blue lights sweep through the crowd and over the ring until they center on Nero Darling. She steps out onto the stage, her face and signature blue hair hidden under the hood of a black sweatshirt. Her head bowed so that her face is in the shadows of the hoodie as she pauses at the top of the ramp. It's been a long time, been a long time comin' It's life or death for me now But you know, there's no turning back now This what makes me, this what I am... As the beat picks up intensity, Nero stretches her arms out and walks slowly towards the ring. The lights pick up the words on the back of her hoodie, cursive and embossed in gold, "Ms. 502". She basks in the screams and cheers of the audience and hides a bright grin in the shadows of her hoodie. You can hate me now, but I won't stop now Cause I can't stop now, you can hate me now, c'mon. But I won't stop now, cause I can't stop now You can hate me now, you can hate me now... J.A. Aldridge: The following six man tag team match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from From Louisville, in the Kentuckies... YOUR GLORIOUS LEADER... NERO DARLING!!! She finally breaks into a run, sliding into the ring on her stomach and popping up to her feet as she throws the hoodie off and runs to the ring ropes, hopping up on the middle rope with her arms outstretched. She holds the pose as the beat picks up around her and she blows kisses to her fans, many of whom are holding up signs emblazoned with her name and hearts. Well you hate me, I'm gon' hate you too It's as simple as that Die motherf*cker, die motherf*cker, die You don't give a f*ck, I don't give a f*ck Go down any way you want it to go down Weak, jealous motherfu*kers F*ck y'all! Nero drops down to the canvas and bounces in place with a bright smile on her face as she waits for her partners. The lights in the arena begin to dim and the FGA audience rise to their feet, as the nostalgic melody of "Storm is Coming" by Junkie XL begins to play through the PA speakers. Smoke begins to rise from the stage and the audience begin to applaud, as emerging from the clouded mist is the self proclaimed spokesman of a generation - Mark Storm, who stands tall at the top of the entrance ramp. A smile is plastered on his face as he marvels at the scenery, embracing all the cheers as he close his eyes and widens his arms before coming down the ramp. J.A. Aldridge: Her tag team partner, from Brooklyn, New York! Weighing in at 225 pounds! He is “THE RECKONING OF PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING”, MARK STORM! Standing by the edge of the ring, he lets out a triumphant roar, with the audience roaring back to him as he jumps onto the apron before he slingshots his way over the top rope. Dressed in his usual wrestling attire; consisting on black boots, with black knee pads, wrestling trunks with his name written on them and with stars coming down both sides, tape wrapped around his elbows, and mixed martial arts styled gloves. He falls to his knees in the middle of the ring, looking up at the heavens as his theme music slowly begins to fade out. The lights in the arena dim as Crazy Bitch by Buckcherry begins to play over the loudspeakers in the arena. A spotlight appears on the stage as Molly Reid walks out in her wrestling gear, bouncing around with a happy grin on her face, singing along to the song. She walks down the ramp to cheers from the crowd, reaching out and high fiving some of them. J.A. Aldridge: And their partner, from Los Angeles, California! Weighing in at 122 pounds… MOLLY REID! She slides into the ring and jumps up, holding her arms in the air as the crowd cheers loudly. Molly runs to a turnbuckle and jumps onto the second rope, posing for the crowd once more, before climbing down and moving to her corner. Kris Cruise: It’s now time for some Six Man Tag Team action, Stephy! Stephy Auger: I have been waiting with baited breath to see the trio that’s about to come out. You can call them what you want. Just as long as you call them three of the very best in FGA today. There isn’t a collection of talent here, and probably anywhere else in the world, that’s as skilled as Tony Carmine, Johnny Cannon and Danny Diamond are. Nero Darling still has a lot of learning to do. Mark Storm is a pervert. And Molly Reid, as good as she is, just isn’t going to be good enough to overcome the Law Offices of Carmine, Cannon and Diamond. The HBO instrumental edit of 50 Cent's "Ready For War" hits, as gold fog covers the stage, with a silhouette seen in the middle of it. After the first few seconds, once the beat kicks in, Danny Diamond jogs out from in the midst of the fog, with a grin on his face and his hands held up; his fingers forming a diamond. He stops on the top of the entrance ramp, where he takes a moment to view his surroundings before making his way down to the ring. While walking there, he ignores the jeers coming from the fans as he maintains his signature arrogant smirk. J.A. Aldridge: And their opponents! Introducing first, now residing out of Los Angeles, California! Weighing in at 213 pounds! He is “THE PRIZED GEM”, DANNY DIAMOND! A yellow spotlight suddenly shines down across the black curtain of the entrance way, whilst the house lights begin to dim down. Slowly, almost in unison with the change in lightning does "Voodoo Child" (Jimi Hendrix" Cover) by Brick + Mortar begins to play. A small ebb of yellow smoke ascends from the ventilators to grace the ramp. The Brit's silhouette emerges behind the curtain, only backed by another daintier image. "well i stand up next to a mountain
well i stand up next to a mountain
well i pick up all the pieces
maybe even make
maybe make a little sense" Finally, bursting through the curtain emerges "The British Mamba", Johnny Cannon. The Englishman stands before the live audience in all his strapping glory; as per usual, his cocksure, megalomaniacal grin is etched on his face as he pauses on the ramp, his head raised high and snobbishly to the sky above as he surveys the masses. Standing just behind him is none other than Quinn Goodrich, who edges on the crowd to incite their scorn. Wearing yellow and black MMA style trunks, with matching boots and a black knee brace (on his left knee), the Brit appears ready for action - not due to his attire, but due to the belligerent look in his eyes which is only revealed as he removes his Aviator Sunglasses. His eyes are those of a cold, and calculating individual. Johnny places his shades in his black track jacket with numerous insignias sewn on it, and begins his haughty strut to the ring. "well i stand up next to a mountain
and i chop it down with the edge of my hand
well i stand up next to a mountain
and i struck it down with the edge of my hand
cause I'm a voodoo child"
Cannon struts to the ring, marching with an undeniable swagger, whilst Quinn continues to taunt the audience, by swinging his arms up, and shouting whatever obscene remarks he can think of. Johnny ignores the audience on either side of him, showing complete indifference towards their opinions. J.A. Aldridge: His partner, being accompanied to the ring by Quinn Goodrich! From London, England! Weighing in at 245 pounds! He is “THE BRITISH MAMBA”, JOHNNY CANNON! When "Solarflare" by Yung Lean hits, the lights dim and eventually the crowd will begin to jeer. Pink and purple strobe lights starts to flare. Once the bass drops, Scandalous Tony emerges from the curtains with his arms spread out, accompanied by 3 full-figured women following behind him(never the same group of women). He pops the collar on his furry vest before turning his back the ring and utters something to the women behind him. Suddenly he swings back around and slowly struts down the ramp, repeating the lyrics. He takes his purple pick out and starts picking his hair out. "The molecule that's me won't go without a fist
I'm a molecule but I stand in the mist
Bitch don't cut your wrists, I'mma kill to live
Solar flare, I can see the skies opening, I'm almost there"J.A. Aldridge: And their tag team par- The bell sounds as Carmine, Cannon and Diamond rush the ring and attack Reid, Darling and Storm from behind. The crowd erupts with boos as the trio continues their assault of Reid, Darling and Storm. Kris Cruise: I can’t exactly say I’m surprised by what I’m seeing. Stephy Auger: Hey, this is professional wrestling. It’s not their fault that Molly, Nero and Storm weren't paying attention. Carmine brings slams Reid’s head into the top turnbuckle before turning her around and stomping her down into the corner. In the opposite corner, Cannon chokes Darling as she flails her arms helplessly. In another corner is Diamond, who is driving the air out of Storm with multiple shoulder thrusts. Diamond then brings Storm from out of the corner before tossing him through the ropes and to the floor. Once Storm returns to his feet and turns around, Diamond knocks him down with a crossbody plancha. Back in the ring, Carmine and Cannon irish whip Reid and Darling from their respective corners, causing the two to collide in the middle of the ring. As they both stumble back, Carmine grabs Reid from behind, runs and tosses her over the top rope and to the floor. Back in the ring, Darling turns into a discus elbow smash from Cannon. While Reid is shown picking herself up on the outside, Carmine takes off into the ropes. When he comes back, he hurls himself through the ropes and knocks her down with a topé con hilo. Back in the ring, Cannon drops down and makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Darling gets her shoulder up. Back on the outside, Carmine scoops up Molly before dropping her throat-first across the guardrail. Kris Cruise: Shades of the brutality he showed against Noelle Smith back at Canadian Stampede. On the other side of the ringside area is Diamond, who irish whips Storm hard into the guardrail. Storm arches his back in pain as he drops to his knees. Back on the other side of the ring, Carmine is shown stomping the hell out of Reid as he holds onto the top of the guardrail. Back on the other side of the ring, Diamond picks up Storm and presses down on the back of his neck as he chokes him across the top of the guardrail. Kris Cruise: If this match was actually started straight up, I doubt we’d be seeing what’s transpiring right now. Stephy Auger: If they’re half as good as they think they are, they’ll find their way back into this mach. But at this rate, the ref might just throw in the towel for them. They’re getting killed out there! Back in the ring, Cannon is unleashing a series of knife edge chops that echo throughout the arena. He then takes Darling and whips her into the opposite corner. Cannon charges across the ring, but Darling nails him with a back elbow to the face. After stumbling back, Cannon shakes off the blow and runs back into the corner. This time, Darling goes for a boot to the face. But Cannon catches her foot. He then drags her from out of the corner. Cannon continues to mock Darling until she counters with an enzuigiri. Cannon stumbles to the side before stopping himself. While The British Mamba is still a bit rocked, Darling gets back to her feet and runs into the ropes. When she comes back, Cannon delivers a back body drop, sending her over the top rope and down to the floor. Carmine and Diamond march over towards Darling. The two proceed to help her up, only to throw her down with a double mat slam on the floor. Darling immediately curls up and clutches the back of her head. Once Cannon rolls to the floor, the three men put the boots to Darling. Carmine and Diamond then pick up Darling, grab her by her armpits and hurl her back into the ring with a double hip toss over the top rope from the floor. Cannon then slides back in and makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . THR-NO! Reid dives over and breaks up the pin. Kris Cruise: Good save there by Molly Reid! Reid begins to nail Cannon with rights and lefts to the back of his head as she takes his back. But Carmine and Diamond immediately get in the ring and tackle Reid off of Cannon. Once they get back to their feet, the crowd erupts with boos as the two men put the boots to Reid. Carmine then takes Reid by the hair, runs and tosses her through the ropes and to the floor. Stephy Auger: Carmine, Cannon and Diamond are absolutely dominating this match, Cruise. Kris Cruise: Yeah, be cause they attacked from behind before the match even started! Stephy Auger: Sounds like excuses to me. Back in the ring, Cannon picks up Darling and whips her into the ropes, where Diamond makes the blind tag on her heel. When Darling comes back, Cannon hoists her up and catches her on the way down with the Cardiac Arrest. While Darling’s doubled over, Cannon plants her with the Cannon Driver II. He goes to make the cover. But Darling’s not the legal competitor. Before Cannon can realize what’s going on, Diamond connects with a baseball slide to the side of the head. The crowd cheers as he makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Cannon kicks out. Storm picks up Cannon and goes for an irish whip. But Cannon reverses, sending Storm into the ropes. But instead of coming back, Storm hangs onto the ropes. He then runs into the nearby corner and shoves Carmine off the apron. He then turns to Diamond before socking him a right hand. When Storm turns around, Cannon catches him with a corner high knee strike. Cannon then slips down, places Storm in a headlock and goes for a running bulldog out of the corner. But Storm shoves Cannon off of him and into the ropes. When Cannon comes back, Storm throws him down with a powerslam. He hooks the leg. ONE! . . TWO! . . Cannon gets his shoulder up. Storm picks up Cannon, runs into the corner and slams him face-first into the top turnbuckle before tagging in Reid. Reid gets in and nails Cannon with a kidney shot, which causes The British Mamba to arch his back. After turning him around, Reid unloads with a combination of rights and lefts to the midsection. Once Cannon covers up, she switches her target to his head. Once Cannon begins to block, she slips her hands through his defense, places him in a Muay Thai Clinch and delivers several hard knee strikes to the body. The last of which causes Cannon to slump down in the corner. But Reid isn’t doesn’t as she proceeds to stomp mudholes in Cannon’s chest. She then reaches down, pulls up Cannon and delivers another series of combinations to the midsection. Reid follows up with a spinning backfist, followed by a spinning back elbow. She then brings Cannon from out of the corner and goes for an irish whip. But Cannon reverses, sending her into the ropes. When Reid comes back, Cannons sets up for a back body drop. But Reid counters with a swinging DDT. She makes the cover. ONE! . TWO! . . Carmine breaks up the pin with a stomp to the back. While Tony heads back out onto the apron, Reid picks up Cannon, grabs him from the side and delivers a russian legsweep. She then gets up, heads back into her corner and tags Darling back in. Darling then climbs up to the top turnbuckle. She then bounces up and switches directions to face the audience before flipping off and connecting with a moonsault. She hooks the leg. ONE! . . TWO! . . Diamond drags Darling off of Cannon before kicking her in the ribs. Darling guards her ribs as she slowly returns to a vertical base. She then picks up Cannon and goes for an irish whip. But Cannon reverses. When Darling’s sent into the ropes, Carmine nails her with a knee to the back. As Darling stumbles away from the ropes, Cannon runs over and turns her inside out with a lariat. He then goes over and tags Diamond in. Once Diamond gets in, he rushes over and puts the boots to his former makeshift partner. He then picks up Darling and whips her into the ropes. When Darling comes back, Diamond scoops her up across his shoulders. She quickly begins to elbow him in the side of the head. But before she can escape, Diamond hurls himself back and delivers a Samoan Drop. He then gets up, turns away from Darling and hits a standing moonsault. He hooks the leg. ONE! . . TWO! . . Darling gets her shoulder up. Diamond picks up Darling and whips her into the ropes. When Darling comes back, Diamond knocks her down with a crossbody block. He hooks the leg. ONE! . . TWO! . . Darling gets her shoulder up. Diamond picks up Darling and whips her into the corner. He then runs into the corner, delivers a corner double knee strike to the face and follows up with a Tiger Driver 98. Kris Cruise: England’s Finest Combo! This could be it right here... ONE! . . TWO! . . Darling gets her shoulder up. Diamond gets up and tags in Carmine. Carmine gets in the ring, picks up Darling and hits a snap suplex. He turns over and makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Darling gets her shoulder up. Carmine picks up dDrling, throws her down with a scoop slam and follows up with a leg drop. He swings around and makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Darling gets her shoulder up. Stephy Auger: How is that little blue haired runt still in this match? Carmine picks up Darling, scoops her up from the side and delivers a pendulum backbreaker. Carmine lifts her up off his knee and delivers another pendulum backbreaker. He lifts Darling back up off his knee, walks around the ring and delivers a third pendulum backbreaker. He makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Reid breaks up the pin with a kick to the back. Kris Cruise: Good save there by Molly. Stephy Auger: Is it really a good save when she’s just delaying the inevitable? Yeah, Molly and them got a few moves in. But so what? Look at them now. Nero is about two minutes away from literally getting stomped into the mat. While Reid goes to head back out to the apron, Carmine gets up and shoves her from behind. He goes back over to Darling, pulls her up by her hair and brings her into the corner. From there, Carmine climbs up onto the middle ropes and punches her nine times. He then swings his hips before punching her a tenth time. Carmine then shoves Darling out of the corner. After Carmine crumbles to the canvas, he walks back over and tags in Diamond. Diamond then marches across the apron and climbs up to the top turnbuckle. From there, he slowly raises his arm in the air before going for a corkscrew shooting star press. Stephy Auger: Here we go, Cruise! Diamond Press! DIAMOND PRESS! But Nero rolls out of the way, causes Diamond to crash and burn on the canvas! Kris Cruise: Not so fast! Cannon places his hand on his head in disbelief while Carmine is irate. While both grapplers are down, the ref starts his count. ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! Diamond can be seen crawling back over towards his corner. Meanwhile, Darling is using the bottom rope to pull herself towards her corner. Kris Cruise: Who is going to make it to their corner first!? Diamond gets up, staggers into his corner and tags Cannon in, resulting in boos from the crowd. Back on the other side of the ring, Darling reaches up and tags Reid back in to cheers from the crowd. Once Cannon and Reid reach the center of the ring, they trade elbow strikes back and forth. But the cheers turn to boos as Cannon gains the upperhand. He then takes Reid and whips her into the ropes. When she comes back, Cannon hoists her in the air. On the way down, Cannon goes for Cardiac Arrest. But Reid catches his leg and follows with a dragonscrew leg whip. Cannon tries to get back to his feet. But Reid brings him back down with a swinging neckbreaker. She makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Cannon gets his shoulder up. Reid picks up Cannon and whips him into the corner. She then runs across the ring. But Cannon sends her stumbling back with a hard European Uppercut. While Reid’s still rocked, Cannon runs from out of the corner and throws out a discus elbow smash. But Reid ducks. When Cannon turns around, Reid hops up and applies a standing guillotine choke. Kris Cruise: Shark Attack! The crowd cheers as Reid cinches in the hold. Cannon begins to slowly crouch down as Reid continues to try and choke him out. She keeps the hold applied until Diamond climbs up to the top turnbuckle, dives off and breaks up the hold with a guillotine leg drop. The crowd continues to boo as Diamond picks up Reid and delivers an inverted facelock into a stunner. Stephy Auger: Rubik’s Cube! When Diamond gets to his feet and turns around, Darling leaps off the top rope and brings him down with a dragonsteiner. Kris Cruise: Stephy Auger: Where did that little blue haired runt come from!? While Diamond is still down, Darling steps through the ropes and climbs up to the top turnbuckle. She then flips off and connects with a cannonball leg drop? Stephy Auger: Glorious… Explode-y… Thing? Kris Cruise: Glorious Explode-y Thing! As Darling slowly turns over and gets up on one knee, Carmine runs over and knocks her down with #PimpShit. Kris Cruise: Good God what a Shining Wizard by Tony Carmine! Stephy Auger: A lot of people do it. But no one does it better than The Scandalous One. #FactsOnly Carmine picks up Darling and lifts her up onto his back. But before he can delivers It’s Always Sunny in Sicily, Storm springboards onto the middle rope,jumps back and knocks him down with the Punch of Life. Kris Cruise: What a punch by the Brooklynite. He’s got the former Pride Championship on Dream Street. Storm picks up Carmine and lifts him up onto his shoulders for a GTS. But Carmine quickly elbows him in the side of the head. He then shoves Storm into the ropes. When Storm comes back, Carmine goes for a hurricanrana. But Storm counters with a powerbomb. He then picks up Carmine and whips him into the ropes. Storm charges head into the corner. But Carmine sends spittle flying out of his mouth after getting caught by a back elbow to the face. Carmine then faces the crowd before delivering a back kick. As Storm doubles over and stumbles back, Carmine rolls backward, returns to his feet and connects with the Rainbow Kick. While Storm’s down, Carmine heads back into the corner and scales the turnbuckles. Just as he’s about to dive off and hit a Phoenix Splash, Reid races into the corner and shoves carmine off, sending him crashing down onto Quinn Goodrich on the outside! Stephy Auger: Oh no! Tony! Quinn! While Reid smirks as she sees Carmine down on the floor, Cannon runs up from behind. He quickly grabs her around the waist and rams her into the corner. After Reid ricochets off the top turnbuckle, Cannon delivers a backward rolls into a release German Suplex. But somehow, Reid flips over and lands on her feet. After Reid staggers back, Cannon gets up, runs over and throws out a lariat. But Reid ducks. When Cannon turns around, she connects with a Superman Punch. The punch knocks Cannon back and almost causes him to fall through the ropes. Cannon goes to reverse with a pendulum lariat. But Reid hits him from out of nowhere with the Molly Kick. The crowd cheers as an exhausted Reid drops down across him and hooks the leg. ONE! . . TWO! . . THREE! “Crazy Bitch” plays throughout the arena to cheers from the crowd. J.A. Aldridge: Here are your winners, MOLLY REID, MARK STORM AND NERO DAR- Reid gets knocked down by a clothesline from behind from Carmine. The crowd erupts into boos as The Scandalous One points the boots to her. Kris Cruise: That damn sore loser Tony Carmine is at it again. Stephy Auger: Sore loser? Molly was out there being a sore winner. Kris Cruise: Sore winner? The ref raised her hand! The boos continues as Carmine mounts himself on Reid’s back and repeatedly rams her face into the canvas. Carmine then gets up as the trio of him, Cannon and Diamond put the boots to Reid. Storm then gets in, runs over and tackles Diamond into the corner. Storm unleashes with rights and lefts on the Prized Gem. But Carmine and Cannon are quick to pounce on Storm. The trio then stomp away on him until the crowd explodes with cheers. Kris Cruise: JOHNNY KARMA! IT’S JOHNNY KARMA! The new FGA Pride Champion races down the aisle with a steel chair in hand. As soon as Karma gets up with the chair, he runs over towards the corner. The trio immediately retreat to the outside. As they make their way around ringside, Karma doesn’t take his eyes off them. Carmine can he heard yelling expletives at Karma as he points to the Pride Championship belt around Karma’s waist. Karma unbuckles the belt from his waist before folding open the chair. Karma sits down in the chair, drapes the championship down in front of him and motions for Carmine to get back in the ring, which results in an “Oooooooh” from the crowd. Carmine’s eyes widen with anger. He then smirks, telling Karma that he doesn’t fight on his time. Karma fights on The Scandalous One’s time. He then holds up two fingers at Karma as the trio heads back up the aisle. Karma then gets up from off his chair and checks on Reid, Storm and Darling. [ COMMERCIAL BREAK ] |
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Post by FGA Office on Mar 20, 2016 13:16:21 GMT -5
Kevin Clement: Hello everyone and welcome to the Event Center. I’m Kevin Clement! We are just four weeks away from the Gold Rush Rumble! Over 20 FGA grapplers will be vying for their shot at the FGA World Championship! It’ll be friend vs. friend! Foe vs. foe! It’s arguably the most exciting 60 minutes in all of wrestling and you can only catch it where?! Where else, but the Gold Rush Rumble pay per view on Saturday, April 16! The Gold Rush Rumble will be coming to you live from the Giant Center in Hershey, Pennsylvania! Tickets are still on sale, so grab ‘em while you still can! Over the past two weeks, the first batch of grapplers were confirmed for the Gold Rush Rumble. They were: Sunshine Scandalous Tony carmine! Fujiko Mine! Salem Cartier! Johnny Cannon! Noelle Smith! Yon Goeun! Camellia D. Magna! Tonight, we’ve got another batch of names to announce for the Rumble. Here they are! Participating in his fourth Gold Rush Rumble is none other than the current FGA Pride Champion, Johnny Karma. Karma and Magna are the only people thus far to have competed in every Rumble event. The self-proclaimed Battle Royal God has certainly lived up to his name in these events. Could this be the year that Karma goes all the way? We’ll find out. Joining him is the current Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion, Izzy Anders. Izzy, much like Tony Carmine in the past, has made it clear that a goal of hers is to become the first double champion in company history. Could this record breaker make history once again? We’ll find out. Also in the Rumble is, who else, but the Rough ‘n’ Tumble Annie Zellor. This young superstar has competed all over the world. But on April 16, she’ll be competing inside the Gold Rush Rumble. This will be her third Rumble appearance. Making her Rumble debut will be Savannah Taylor. This Siren is no stranger to championships and accolades. Could another accolade in the form of a Rumble win be in her future? We’ll find out in a little under a month. Who else will be in the Rumble this year? Well how about Kevin Hardaway! This will be Hardaway’s second Rumble appearance, having last participated in the 2014 event. Joining him will be none other than Ruby Tyler. The Rumble will provide a lot of game for “The Huntress”. Does she have it in her to make it all the way to the end? Now again, these are just the first in a long list of names that will be announced for the Gold Rush Rumble. Remember to check FGA Online, as well as the next edition of Vertigo, for the latest series of names to be announced for the Gold Rush Rumble. For everyone here at Headquarters, this is Kevin Clement signing off. Guys, back to you at the arena!
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