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Post by FGA Office on Jun 26, 2016 3:00:24 GMT -5
 Jenkins Arena
At The Lakeland Center
Lakeland, FloridaThe feed pans around the Jenkins Arena, capturing the capacity crowd. An FGA chant breaks out throughout several sections of the crowd while we transition to the ringside area, where Kris Cruise and Stephy Auger are standing by... Kris Cruise: Welcome to the Jenkins Arena! Welcome to Lakeland, Florida! Welcome… to ALL-STAR SHOWDOWN V! I’m Kris Cruise, alongside Stephy Auger and man, what a Pay Per View we’ve got in store for you tonight! All four FGA Championships will be on the line! It’ll be friend vs friend when Annie Dupree defends her Mid-Atlantic Legacy Championship against Molly Reid! Stephy Auger: Annie defends her title against her clone/hanger-on/wannabe, Molly Reid. Tonight, we’ll find out if the carbon copy is as good as the original! Kris Cruise: The FGA World Tag Team Championship is on the line as The Next Level, Ricky Valero and Luke Jackson defend against Status Quo, Cordy Stevenson and Dan Herrera! Stephy Auger: Cordy and Dan have never tasted FGA gold! Tonight could very will be more of the same. Will The Next Level continue to leave past issues in the past and work as a cohesive unit to retain their championship? Or will this run that Status Quo are on continue here tonight? Kris Cruise: The Pride Championship is on the line as Johnny Karma defends against Fujiko Mine! Stephy Auger: Last year, these two faced off at this very same event as adversaries. Tonight, they meet as two people that have fought on the same side. There’s respect here. There’s admiration here. But there’s also a championship on the line! Something’s gotta give, Cruise! Kris Cruise: In our first of two main events, Chandler Scott goes up against Jimmy Page in a Chivalry is Dead Match! Stephy Auger: No Rules! No Countout! This match has been months in the making. But when you really think about it, Page has been plotting his revenge since last year when Chandler beat him for the World Title. Will Page get his long awaited revenge? Or will Chandler be the one to get his revenge after everything that Page has put him through recently? Kris Cruise: In our main event, Zero McHannon defends his FGA World Championship against Sunshine Scandalous Tony Carmine and Johnny Cannon! This is being billed as a Triple Threat Match. But let’s be honest, it’s anything but! Stephy Auger: This match sees McHannon trying to successfully defend against the New Kings. Carmine and Cannon have said repeatedly that they have no problem fighting each other. But if McHannon is removed from the equation, what will happen when it’s just the two of them? Kris Cruise: We’ll certainly find out! We’ve got a ton of action for you all tonight! Let’s not waste anymore time! Let’s send it to the ring where J.A. Aldridge is standing by to give the in-ring introductions! J.A.! |
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Post by FGA Office on Jun 26, 2016 3:05:48 GMT -5
Salem Cartier vs. Yun Goeun "They say, I have no answers...
They see me as a problem child.
I'm just young and free. (Ay Ay)
They say, I don't listen.
I should say the same thing.
What chu know 'bout me? (Huh?)
They say that I'm crazy.
Its okay, everybody is crazy.
Why not me? (Ay Ay)
They say, that I'll never make it.
But all I want to be is my self."
"FxxK Wit Us" by Lee Hi plays over the PA system as Yun Goeun comes out from the back to a chorus of boos. Yun smirks and ignores the boos as she walks down to the ring. As she hits the ramp, her new bodyguard Yoshihiro Gotoh steps out from the back and just stands there, keeping his eyes on the fans around her as Yun continues to make her way to the ring, not once even so much as looking to the fans. J.A. Aldridge: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Seoul, South Korea … YUN GOEUN! As Yun reaches the ring she slides in and quickly walks to her corner and sits down, crossing her legs as she does, leaning back against the lower turnbuckle. With Yun now in the ring, her bodyguard walks down to the ring and takes his position in her corner. Kris Cruise: Yun Goeun returning to action tonight, and she’s set to take on Salem Cartier in this opening contest. What are you expecting from this one, Stephy? Stephy Auger: It’s good to see Yun back in action, Kris, It seems like forever since I last saw her, and when she beats Salem Cartier tonight it’ll just remind us all what we’ve been missing out on.
"I'll get you my pretty... and your little dog too!"
"There's no place like home!"
The funky drum beat and riff of 'Phenomena' by the Yeah Yeah Yeahs fills the arena and the quirky yet energetic Salem Cartier appears at the entrance wearing a hooded dark purple leather tailcoat with huge silver buttons, the hood pulled over her eyes. She carries a silver cane, the top a silver claw gripping a dark purple crystal that has a plasma globe effect. She's tapping her foot and bopping her head to the beat... She raises both hands and motions for the fans to get hyped, swinging the cane, then bops her way toward the ring in time with the song, popping her shoulders up and down, swaying her arms around with a coy smile and wink to the audience. J.A. Aldridge:And her opponent, currently residing in Toronto, Ontario, Canada... "Something Like a Phenomena"... SALEM CARTIER!
"Hey! Don't touch, kid; sleep with the lights on
Touch, kid; how you surprise me
Now roll kid, rock your body off!"
She steps up the ring steps, throws her hood back, clutches the top rope and puts her feet on the bottom rope, gazing around and rocking up and down on the ropes...
"You're something like a phenomena
Something like an astronoma'
Now roll kid, rock your body off!"
She slides through the ropes, twirls off her jacket with a flourish and drops to a knee in the center of the ring, extending her arms out holding up the cane and playing to the crowd as the music fades. She takes the jacket and cane to the corner, ready for the match. Kris Cruise: And there’s Salem Cartier, ready for this one to get started. The two have exchanged words during the week and are up for this one. Stephy Auger: And on one of the biggest shows of the year, they’ll finally get to settle their differences. Both will be looking to use this match as a springboard to bigger things, though. And with the Frontier Lions Cup just around the corner, who knows? The bell sounds to start the match as both competitors emerge from their corners, circling the ring for a few moments before they come together for a collar and elbow tie-up. But Yun stops that from happening with a swift kick to the gut. A few punches to the face force The Witch back against the ropes, before Yun switches to chops. An Irish whip follows as Salem is sent across the ring before getting caught by a single knee facebreaker! Yun goes for the pin. ONE! . . Salem kicks out. And for some reason Yun blames the referee for counting slow. Undeterred, she brings Salem back to her feet, pushing her back into the corner with a series of chops to the chest, Yun fires off a couple of shoot kicks to the chest before a snapmare brings The Witch out of the corner, leaving her open for the impending soccer kick to the spine. Yun throws her opponent down to the mat and covers again. ONE! . . Salem kicks out again. Stephy Auger: Yun Goeun looking to finish this one early, Kris. Kris Cruise: At least she’s bothering to wrestle this match, not like the Gold Rush Rumble a few months ago. Goeun asks the official if he knows how to count to three, but the referee assures her it wasn’t anywhere near a three count. Instead of continuing the argument, however, Yun stomps at her prone foe a couple of times before dragging Salem back to her feet again. An Irish whip sends Cartier against the ropes, but she performs a handspring back elbow, catching Yun flush against the jaw! The crowd pop as the move connects, and both competitors scramble to get back to their feet. Cartier strikes first, landing repeated palm strikes. They’re enough to force Yun back into a corner, before Salem lowers her head and thrusts her shoulder into the midsection repeatedly. The fans are rallying behind Salem as she begin to lay into her opponent here. She drags Yun out of the corner and whips her against the ropes, but Yun holds onto the top rope to stop herself, before dropping down to slide out under the bottom rope. Stephy Auger: Wise move by Yun, getting the hell out of dodge there. The Korean backs away from the ring, but Salem doesn’t want to let her rest. The Witch rolls out of the ring and gives chase. But Yun starts to run away, rounding the corner before rolling back into the ring. Salem follows her in, but gets caught with some stomps to the back of the head as Yun cuts off her momentum. As Salem tries to get up she’s caught by a DDT. And Yun makes another pin attempt. ONE! . . TWO! . . Salem kicks out. Kris Cruise: Salem losing the advantage as quick as she gained it. And she’s got an uphill struggle ahead of her here; Yun seems to have an answer for everything. Stephy Auger: The Witch has been growing complacent as of late, Kris. A few setbacks and she doesn’t even look like the same competitor anymore. As soon as Yun puts her out of her misery here she can retreat and reconsider her options. Yun drags her opponent up to a vertical base again, a look of contempt on her face as she does so. An Irish whip ensues as Salem is sent against the ropes, only to come back with a wheelbarrow bulldog out of nowhere! Yun hits the mat face first but almost bounces back to her feet, albeit in a daze. Salem is slightly slower in regaining her footing, but she does so in time to catch the approaching Yun with a drop toe hold, sending the Korean throat first across the middle rope. The fans cheer again as they know what’s coming. Salem hits the far ropes, picking up speed as she comes back with a leapfrog body guillotine – NO! Yun moves to the side to avoid the attack as Salem slips out through the ropes, landing on the apron instead. She turns around to face her opponent as Yun throws herself forward with a shoulder thrust, which Salem leaps to avoid, coming down with the straddle attack! Kris Cruise: That’s the Salem we all know! And she might have found a way back into this match here. Yun drops to the mat as Salem leaps in with a tope con hilo before hooking the leg. ONE! . . TWO! . . Yun kicks out! Undeterred, Salem picks her opponent right back up to a vertical base before connecting with some shin kicks to the face. One final kick knocks Yun down to the mat as she lands on her back. Salem leaps up with a standing moonsault – but Yun lifts her knees! The Witch rolls away in pain, moving towards the center of the ring as she picks herself up, followed close behind by Yun herself. The Korean runs in with a single knee facebreaker, dropping Salem where she stands. Goeun heads towards the corner, climbing out onto the apron before ascending towards the top rope. Once steadied, Yun leaps off the top with a flying elbow drop… Kris Cruise: Nobody home! Yun missing the elbow drop, and what can Salem do from here? Stephy Auger: Hopefully more than before if she wants to win this one. Salem takes a moment to catch her breath, holding her ribs in pain as she waits for Yun to get back to her feet. The Korean reaches a kneeling position when Salem runs in with a somersault cutter! And the pin attempt. ONE! . . TWO! . . Yun kicks out! Salem can’t quite believe it that time, but the referee assures her it was only a two count. Undeterred by this, Salem drags Yun back to her feet before landing a knee strike to the midsection. With a double underhook applied she looks for the suplex, but Yun spins out of it, countering with the Billboard Bust! With that Yun Goeun pops back to her feet, taunting the crowd before covering Salem with one boot across the chest. ONE! . . TWO! . . THR-NOO! Kris Cruise: You can’t make a pin like that and expect to win! Yun drags Salem back to her feet again, slapping her with a backhand as she yells at The Witch, telling her to “stay down”. But The Witch appears to be out on her feet as Yun takes a step back, leaping up with the One Hit Wonder! NO! Salem ducks under the 540 kick and runs against the ropes, picking up a head of steam as she comes flying back with a New Hampshire Handshake! It connects, but not quite flush; Yun staggers back against the ropes, rebounding off them into a toe kick to the gut. The butterfly hold by Salem and she quickly turns it into Hijack Kevorkian! And the hook of the leg! ONE! . . TWO! . . THREE!!! J.A. Aldridge: Here is your winner, SALEM CARTIER! Stephy Auger: Where did she get that burst of energy from?! Kris Cruise: Salem picking up the win here in the first match of the night, stealing that victory from under Yun’s nose. You know that’s not going to sit well with Yun Goeun when she realizes what just happened. Stephy Auger: And she has every right not to be happy with this highway robbery! Kris Cruise: But Salem returns to her winning ways. Can she carry that momentum over into the Frontier Lions Cup? We’ll find out soon enough. |
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Post by FGA Office on Jun 26, 2016 3:07:16 GMT -5
Backstage at The Lakeland Center, Spencer Burke stands in front of a promotional poster for All Star Showdown.
Spencer Burke: Ladies and gentlemen, two weeks ago on Vertigo we were all surprised to see the return of The Usual Suspects. Tonight, I bring you the man responsible for that moment, Anthony Rother.
Rother steps into the shot, furiously wiping his hands with a sanitizer wipe. Burke momentarily looks on in confusion, before he addresses his guest.
Spencer Burke: Mr. Rother, I was wondering if you could answer a question that has been on the minds of the fans over the past two weeks. Exactly where have Jason Marx and Chris Tryon been for the past two and a half years?
Rother: Oh, I’m sure…*still wiping*…that the trolls and the mutants…*still wiping*…would just love for me to tell them…*still wiping*…every little detail of what happened…*still wiping*…to the Usual Suspects.
Spencer Burke: Ummm… Are you okay?
Rother stops wiping his hands, wads up the sanitizer wipe and tosses it over his shoulder.
Rother: No, Spencer…I’m not okay. Did you know that human feces can travel through seven layers of toilette paper?
Spencer Burke: What?
Rother: Did you know that one out of every two people use public toilettes without washing their hands?
Spencer Burke: ….
Rother: Now, do you know what I’ve been doing for the past four days?
Spencer Burke: Well, you were part of the meet and greet at Frontier Con.
Rother: Exactly! I went against every moral fiber of my soul, and whored myself out to mingle with the very trash that turned their back on Jason Marx and Chris Tryon. I put myself on the front lines and had to endure taking pictures, signing autographs, and worst of all…
Rother cups his hands together and sniffs his hands.
Rother: Touch the unhygienic vermin who are spreading illness because they’re too disgusting to wash their hands after using the restroom!
Spencer Burke: I think doing a meet and greet is all about showing your appreciation for the people who ensure that you get a paycheck?
Rother: It was AWFUL! I’ve never felt so dirty in my entire life, and I did it all to build a little goodwill, perhaps to try and receive some forgiveness from the front office. You see, the day after I unveiled The Usual Suspects on Vertigo, there was a fine levied against Jason Marx and Chris Tryon. I ask you Spencer… What for?
Burke attempts to answer, but Rother jerks Spencer’s hand and the mic back toward him.
Rother: Did Marx and Tryon attack an official?
Burke once again tries to answer, but Rother tugs at his hand again.
Rother: Did they attack a fan?
Burke didn’t move this time. Rother looks at him, waiting for an answer.
Rother: Well?
Burke slowly pulls the mic back to answer, but Rother once again grabs his hand.
Rother: Did they touch security? No! They did NOTHING wrong in South Carolina, but they suffered for the actions that this company has allowed to happen over the past few weeks because they lack institutional control. It’s been a madhouse, hasn’t it? Fans being attacked, officials being abused and innocent students in LDFC being brutalized, I get it. Enough was enough and the law had to be laid down. All I ask is, why were Marx and Tryon lumped in with those who were responsible for those brutal actions?
Spencer Burke: I think that the FGA officials were justif---
Rother: Don’t you dare! Don’t you dare say that this fine was justified! Why, if I had the money I would have retained a lawyer who could have fought this abuse of authority. But unfortunately, I was short on time and on cash. Does this look like a designer suit to you, Burke?
Spencer Burke:…I’m not sure how to answer that.
Rother: Of course you wouldn’t. This…*Rother grabbed his suit jacket*…was part of my buy one, get three free find at Joseph A. Bank. I don’t have the luxury of wearing designer clothes like some here do. I didn’t have the cash to pay this fine, so what do you think I had to do once FGA got the word out that Marx and Tryon wouldn’t be booked if the fine wasn’t paid?
Spencer Burke: Well, the rumors I heard were that yo---
Rother: Yes, I had to get the money from my mother! Do you know how embarrassing it is for a middle aged man to call his mother and ask for her to send him money?
Rother pauses and narrows his eyes at Burke.
Rother: Yes…yes you probably do. RE-GARD-LESS, Burke. Here is the check that I want you to deliver to the front office. Tell them I hope they choke on it! The fine has been paid in full, and that should be a notice for each and every tag team in this company… The Suspects are coming for all of you, and nobody will survive...The South Texas Death Ride.
The camera shot tightens on the intense face of Anthony Rother, before fading to black.
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Post by FGA Office on Jun 26, 2016 3:10:40 GMT -5
Kris Cruise: Coming up next, we’ve got a match that, in my opinion, could be a sleeper for Match of the Night. Of course, I’m talking about Savannah Taylor vs. Mark Storm. Stephy Auger: Yeah, both of these grapplers have tasted World Championship gold elsewhere. Tonight is going to be a showcase of just what these two can do on the big stage. But this one is far from a friendly exhibition, Cruise. A few weeks back, Savannah interrupted one of Storm’s sob stories. And after a back and forth that left Storm in his feelings, he issued a challenge to the Siren. Well something tells me that Storm is going to regret ever agreeing to this matchup. Kris Cruise: We’re going to be playing comments from both competitors very shortly. But right now, let’s send it over to J. A. Aldridge. J.A! Savannah Taylor vs. Mark Storm The lights in the arena begin to dim and the FGA audience rise to their feet, as the nostalgic melody of "Bad Guy" by Jordon Comoli 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: Ladies and gentlemen, All-Star Showdown V continues with the following Showcase Match, scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from New York, Brooklyn! Weighing in at 227 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 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. 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. J.A. Aldridge: And his opponent, from las Vegas, Nevada! Weighing in at 120 pounds… SAVANNAH TAYLOR! 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. The bell sounds as both grapplers circle the ring before locking up. After jockeying for position, Taylor places Storm in a side headlock. After shifting around, Storm’s able to slip out and reverse into a hammerlock from behind. But Taylor is quickly to lean forward before reversing into a hammerlock of her own. She then quickly spins Storm towards her before catching him in another side headlock. Storm then shoves Taylor off of him and into the ropes. When Taylor comes back, she slides through Storm’s legs. When Storm turns around, she pops up to her feet and nails him with an elbow smash to the face. She then delivers two more elbow smashes before sending Storm into the corner with an irish whip. Taylor then runs into the corner. Storm goes to dump her over the top rope and to the floor. But Taylor lands safely on the apron. Once Storm turns around, she grabs him by the back of the neck with both hands and drops down off the apron, guillotining him across the top rope to boos from the crowd. While Storm stumbles back, Taylor leaps up onto the apron, springboards onto the top turnbuckle, leaps off and knocks him down with a missile dropkick. She makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Storm gets his shoulder up. Kris Cruise: Savannah with the first nearfall in this contest! Stephy Auger: She just pulled off a high risk maneuver this early in the contest? That’s not good news for Mark Storm. Taylor brings him up by the wrist and performs an arm wrench. The ref asks Storm if he wants to give up. But he refuses. So Taylor delivers another arm wrench. The ref checks back in with Storm and asks him if he wants to give up. But he refuses. He then rolls forward, leans back, kips up and reverses into an arm wrench of his own. The ref checks back in with Taylor and asks her if she wants to give up. But she refuses. She then rolls forward, turns over onto her knees, flips over with a headstand and reverses into an arm wrench. The ref checks back in with Storm and asks him if he wants to give up. But again, he refuses. He then rolls forward, leans back, kips up, cartwheels over and sends Taylor flipping down to the canvas with a hard arm wrench to cheers from the crowd. He goes to grab her by the legs. But Taylor brings him down with a kip up headscissors. Kris Cruise: How about that move? Both grapplers circling the ring before locking up. After jockeying for position, Storm places Taylor in a side headlock. Taylor goes to shove Storm off of her. But Storm drops down to a knee. After he stands back up, Taylor moves him back into the ropes. She then goes to shove Storm off of her. But again, Storm drops down to a knee. The ref kneels down and asks her if she wants to give up. But she refuses. After battling her way back to her feet, she nails Storm with shots to the midsection before shoving him off of her and into the ropes. When Storm returns, he knocks Taylor down with a running shoulder block, which elicits cheers from the crowd. As he runs into another set of ropes, Taylor kips up. When Storm returns, Taylor leapfrogs over him. When Storm comes back, Taylor knocks him down with a running hip strike. The crowd boos as she drops down and makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Storm kicks out. Kris Cruise: Storm looked like he was trying to wear her down a bit there. But once Savannah broke free, she was able to knock him back down to the canvas for a count of two. Taylor picks up Storm, snapmares him over and delivers a hard kick to the back. She then takes a few steps back before nailing Storm with another kick to the small of the back. While Storm is still seated, Taylor takes off into the ropes. When she returns, she connects with a dropkick to the face. She makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Storm gets his shoulder up. Taylor sits up Storm and applies a rear chinlock. The ref knees down and asks Storm if he wants to give up. But he refuses. He slowly begins to turn over onto his knees. After battling back to his feet, he nails Taylor with five elbows to the midsection, breaking the hold. Now free, Storm takes off into the ropes. When he returns, Taylor tackles him down with a Lou Thesz Press. The crowd boos as she rains down forearm strikes to the face before switching over into a lateral press. ONE! . . TWO! . . Storm gets his shoulder up. Taylor then looks over at the ref and claps her hands three times. Kris Cruise: Just when Mark Storm thinks he’s caught a break in this match, Savannah Taylor right there to knock the wind right out of his sails. Stephy Auger: Don’t act so surprised that someone as talented as Savannah has been able to stay one step ahead of Mark Storm. Taylor picks up Storm, moves him into the corner and delivers a stinging knife edge chop. She then takes Storm and goes for an irish whip. But Storm reverses, sending Taylor into the corner. Storm runs across the ring, but Taylor greets him with a boot to the face. As Storm turns and staggers from out of the corner, Taylor runs from out of the corner and into the far ropes. When she returns, the crowd cheers as Storm turns her inside out with a discus clothesline. He makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Taylor gets her shoulder up. Kris Cruise: Talk about a momentum changer! Storm didn’t get the three. But he’s got Savannah Taylor down. Stephy Auger: She was just starting to run away with this one, too. Storm picks up Taylor and whips her into the ropes. When she returns, he sets up for a back body drop. But Taylor counters with a kick to the clavicle. As Storm stands up and clutches his chest, Taylor turns and runs back into the ropes. When she returns, she throws out a running elbow smash. But Storm ducks and runs towards the ropes. When Taylor turns around, she turns into a handspring roundhouse kick from Storm. He makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Taylor gets her shoulder up. Kris Cruise: Storm’s busting out all kinds of new moves tonight. Stephy Auger: Well when you’re facing someone like Savannah Taylor, you better use every move in your arsenal. Storm picks up Taylor and goes for a vertical suplex, but she blocks it by hooking one of her legs around his. So Storm goes for another vertical suplex. But again, it gets blocked. After punching Taylor in the ribs, he goes for another vertical suplex. But Taylor knees him in the head on the way up. After Taylor slips down and lands on her feet, she throws out a roundhouse kick. But Storm ducks. He then grabs her from behind and goes for a belly to back suplex. But Taylor rolls over his shoulder and lands on her feet. She then turns and runs into the ropes. When Storm turns around, Taylor throws out a yakuza kick. But Storm catches her foot. He then spins her around. When Taylor turns around, Storm lifts her up, turns and throws her down with a spinebuster. The crowd cheers as he rolls across her and hooks the leg. ONE! . . TWO! . . T-NO! Taylor gets her shoulder up. Kris Cruise: BIG spinebuster there by Storm, but it only gets a two count. You know, two talented athletes like the ones in the ring tonight could conceivably challenge for any championship here in FGA. But a win here tonight will go a long way towards whatever goal they have in mind. Storm picks up Taylor and goes for an irish whip. But Taylor reverses, sending Storm into the ropes. When Storm comes back, he brings her down with a headscissors takeover. After Taylor returns to her feet and turns around, Storm runs over and clotheslines her over the top rope and to the floor. Kris Cruise: Savannah Taylor was just sent hard to the outside! What’s Storm setting up for here? Storm crouches down as he waits for Taylor to return to her feet. As Taylor turns over and gets up on one knee, Storm stands up before taking off into the far ropes. When Storm returns, he runs and leaps over the top rope with a somersault dive. But Taylor dives back into the ring, causing Storm to crash back-first onto the floor. Kris Cruise: Oh no! The crowd boos as Storm can be seen writhing in pain. Back in the ring, Taylor sits up with a smirk on her face. Stephy Auger: Did you hear how hard he landed on the floor, Cruise! He’s about to get counted out. As Storm begins to stir on the floor, Taylor returns to her feet before taking off into the ropes. As Storm begins to pull himself up using the edge of the apron, Taylor knocks him back down with a baseball slide to the face. While Storm’s sprawled out on the floor, Taylor steps out onto the apron. She can be yelling at Storm to get up. Once Storm slowly begins to rise base to a vertical base, Taylor turns around on the apron before connecting with an Asai Moonsault. Kris Cruise: Another high risk maneuver connects for Savannah Taylor! Stephy Auger: Say it again, Cruise! The crowd continues to boo as Taylor picks up Storm and rolls him back into the ring. She then rolls herself back in before making the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . T-NO! Storm gets his shoulder up. Taylor picks up Storm and slams him face-first into the top turnbuckle. After turning Storm around, Taylor crushes him with an elbow smash to the face. After delivering a shoot kick to the chest, she grabs Storm and whips him into the opposite corner. She then runs across the ring and hurls herself at Storm for another running hip strike. But this time, Storm moves out of the way, causing Taylor to crash into the corner. As Taylor staggers from out of the corner, Storm heads over towards the ropes before delivering a springboard cutter. Kris Cruise: Storm Search! Storm turns her over and makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . TH-NO! Taylor gets her shoulder up. Storm picks up Taylor, moves her into the corner and delivers a series of shoot kicks to the chest. After bringing Taylor back out of the counter, he delivers a double underhook suplex floated over into a cross armbar. Kris Cruise: Storm with the submission maneuver! He’s got the cross armbar applied! Stephy Auger: But he doesn’t have it fully locked on! Look at Savannah try and fight it off! Taylor tries to keep her hands clasps together. But Storm is able to yank back, breaking her grip and fully locked on the hold. Stephy Auger: Gah! The crowd cheers as Taylor can be heard groaning in pain. The ref asks her if she wants to give up. But she refuses. She then scoots over, reaches out with her far leg and places her foot underneath the bottom rope, forcing the ref to start a five count. Storm reluctantly breaks the hold. Storm picks up Taylor and nails her with an elbow strike. Taylor responds with a knife edge chop that echoes throughout the arena. Storm comes back with another elbow strike. This time, Taylor comes back with a shoot kick to the chest, followed by an elbow strike. Storm then delivers a right elbow strike, followed by a left open hand slap, followed by a shoot kick to the right leg, followed by a spinning back fist in rapid succession. He then goes to turn around and deliver a clothesline. But Taylor ducks. When Storm turns around, he gets caught with a roundhouse kick. Taylor then grabs him from the side before driving him down with Blonde Ambition. The crowd boos as she turns Storm over and makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . TH-NO! Storm gets his shoulder up. Taylor picks up Storm and whips him into the ropes. When she returns, she throws out a spinning backfist of her own. But Storm ducks. When Taylor turns around, Storm throws out a kick. But she catches his foot. She then spins Storm away from her. But Storm uses the momentum to connect with a Pelé Kick. While Taylor is dazed, Storm goes to scoop her up for a tombstone. But Taylor’s able to kick her legs until she slips down from behind. She then spins Storm around, lifts him up and delivers an inverted atomic drop. The move doubles Storm over before dropping down to the canvas on one knee. Taylor sees this and immediately goes to run into the ropes. When she returns, she knocks Storm down with a Shining Wizard. She makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . TH-NO! Storm gets his shoulder up. Kris Cruise: That knee to the face nearly knocked Storm out! But he had the wherewithal to get his shoulder up! What a match this has been. To think, it’s only the second of the night. Stephy Auger: The talent is deep here, Cruise. Taylor picks up Storm, whips him across the ring, follows him into the corner and connects with a yakuza kick. She then takes Storm, whips him across the ring, follows him into the opposite corner and connects with another yakuza kick. Taylor takes Storm and whips him back into the previous corner. She then runs across the ring, leaps into the air and connects with a hesitation dropkick. After Storm crumbles from out of the corner, Taylor drags him into position before stepping out onto the apron. Stephy Auger: The high risk has paid off for her many times here tonight. Why not go for it again. Taylor goes to climb up to the top turnbuckle. Once she reaches the top, she leaps off for a Frog Splash. But Storm rolls out of the way, causing Taylor to crash onto the canvas to cheers from the crowd. Kris Cruise: Looks like it was one time, too many, Stephy! Once Taylor gets up off the canvas and turns around, Storm connects with a Bicycle Knee. While Taylor’s dazed, Storm turns her around, hooks her from behind and delivers an inverted exploder suplex. The crowd cheers as Storm turns her over and makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . THR-NO! The crowd sighs as Taylor gets her shoulder up. Storm picks up Taylor and lifts her up across his shoulders for the GTS. Kris Cruise: This could be it! He’s going for the Dystopia! Stephy Auger: No! Before Storm can hit the move, Taylor delivers repeated elbows to the side of the head. She then slips down, spins Storm around and knocks him down with a spinning backfist. Stephy Auger: Desert Rose right to the face, Cruise! While Storm is sprawled out on the canvas, Taylor steps out onto the apron. She then climbs up onto the top turnbuckle before crouching down. Once Storm returns to his feet and turns around, Taylor stands up and goes for a dragonrana. But Storm blocks the move, leaving Taylor hanging upside down. Storm then hoists her back up onto his shoulders, repositions her and then nails her with the Dystopia. The crowd cheers as Storm collapses on top of Taylor and hooks the leg. ONE! . . TWO! . . THREE! “Bad Guys” plays to cheers from the crowd. J.A. Aldridge: Here is your winner, MARK STORM The crowd continues to cheer as Storm gets his arm raised. Kris Cruise: Good back and forth match there against two top athletes. But in the end, it was Mark Storm who was able to juuuust get past Savannah Taylor and pick up the win.
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Post by FGA Office on Jun 26, 2016 3:11:36 GMT -5
We fade to the backstage area, where Spencer Burke is standing by in front of the FGA backdrop.
Spencer Burke: Ladies and gentlemen, with me at this time is Chandler Scott.
The crowd comes to life with cheers as Chandler walks into the picture. He’s still dressed in his street clothes. The only bit of ring attire that he’s wearing is wrist tape.
Spencer Burke: Tonight, you face off against a man you know very well in Jimmy Page.
The crowd immediately boos at the mere mention of Page’s name.
Spencer Burke: But tonight isn't a normal match. There are no rules. There are no countouts. In that ring tonight, Chivalry is Dead when you two meet up. Now you've been in many high profile matches and have won more than your fair share. But do you feel any differently heading into tonight's matchup, given the circumstances?
Chandler Scott: Do I feel different? Well how could I not feel different. hTis isn't about who the better wrestler is. There isn't some contendership at stake. A title isn't on the line. This isn't about professional pride. Like I told everyone the other day, this is far beyond personal.
What happened between me and Page last year? That was personal. Him stealing the World Championship belt from me after I pinned him in the ring, that was personal. Him trying to lure me into the dark corner of an area, only to try and jump me with a lead pipe? That was personal. The various attacks from behind? Again, personal. This... I can't even describe what it is. But that's not the only thing I'm having trouble describing, Spencer. You see, I'm having trouble describing exactly what I'm going to do in that ring when I wrap my hands around his neck.
Cheers can be heard in the distance from the crowd.
Chandler Scott: Jimmy Page, he likes to make himself out to be the victim. You heard that line he said the other day. "Oooooooh, don't get mad at me, all I wanted was a match Just a simple match. Honest!". Yeah, bullshit! He knew exactly what he was doing. Then, when I didn't give him what he wanted, he…
Chandler bites his lip as he thinks back to what happened on April 1 in North Carolina.
Chandler Scott: People have called him an animal. They've called him a monster. But the more I think about it, he's not a rabid animal. He's not even a monster. You want to know what Page is? He's a Super Predator! No conscious! No empathy! Now we can sit around and debate as to why he turned out the way he has. But first, I have to bring him to heel. And I'm going to do that tonight when I beat the ever living shit out of him!
A “Chandler!” chant can be heard in the distance.
Chandler Scott: But I'm not just don't this for me. I'm not doing this for my own selfish reasons. For once, I know. I'm doing this... for Cordy. I'm doing this... for Cindy, whether she still hates me or not. I'm doing this... for my sister. Spencer, Page has taken up valuable real estate in my head for the last several months. But not anymore. Tonight, I take the power back. Tonight, I take back control. Tonight, Page...
Chandler points into the camera.
Chandler Scott: I take you out.
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Post by FGA Office on Jun 26, 2016 3:14:27 GMT -5
FGA WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP
(c) The Next Level vs. Status Quo The lights dim down and take on a purplish hue as a light smoky mist fills the entranceway. The opening to A$AP Ferg's "New Level" cues up. I’m on a new level
I’m on it, I’m on it As the beat drops, the crowd gives a loud pop as Cordelia Stevenson emerges from the mist with a bounce in her step and dancing to the music. She comes to a stop atop the walkway, glancing around and taking in the reception before giving the crowd a warm smile. She rolls her neck around before bowing her head and letting her hair fall in front of her face. A few seconds go by before she snaps her head up, whipping her hair back from in front of her face. J.A. Aldridge: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the FGA World Tag Team Championship! Introducing, representing Status Quo! From Freeport, Long Island… weighing in at 146 pounds… CORDY STEVENSON! She continues on down the ramp, working from side to side with a big smile as she slaps the hands of fans along the way. She gets to the ring and hops up onto the apron, mouthing the words and bouncing to the music as she makes her way around the side, towards the middle. She turns and faces her crowd, stretching her arms out to the side and slightly tilting her head backwards as she soaks in their reaction. She gives them an appreciative nod and blows a kiss at them, before stepping into the ring and making her way over towards the opposite turnbuckle. She quickly hops up and holds her arms out, drawing a reaction from that side of the crowd as well. She unzips her hoodie and tosses it away before hopping down and making her way over to her corner as the music dies down. Kris Cruise: Two weeks ago, Cordy Stevenson became the first person in FGA history to win the Golden Crown - the Gold Rush Rumble, Frontier Lions Cup and Dynamic Duos! Stephy Auger: But what does she have to show for it? She won the Lions Cup, then lost to Jimmy Page. She won the Rumble, then lost to Chandler Scott. Yeah, her and Dan won the Dynamic Duos. Do they lose to The Next Level tonight? History says yes! ...Spoken... "May I remind you again, this is a dream, and in dreams, you can do anything you darn please!" When the first bass drum thumps, Dan pulls the curtain back and walks out from behind the curtain with his girlfriend Peaches hanging onto his arm. He gives a head nod to the fans before leaning over and giving Peaches a long kiss at the top of the ramp. He then begins heading towards the ring as a spotlight stays on them. My knuckles have turned to white There's no turning back tonight Kiss me one last time As Dan and Peaches make their way to the ring Dan slaps hands with the fans on one side of the entrance-way while Peaches walks down the other side slapping hands with the fans there. At the bottom of the entranceway, Peaches leans in and gives Dan a peck on the cheek as the pair go their separate ways. Dan gets to the ring and walks up the stairs. J.A. Aldridge: And her partner, being accompanied to the ring by Peaches! Also representing Status Quo! Residing out of Raleigh, North Carolina and weighing in at 200 pounds… DAN HERRERA! He swings around the ring post and ducks between the top and middle rope. Peaches on the other hand walks around the ring apron towards the commentary desk where she finds a folding chair waiting for her next to the ring announcer. Once in the ring Dan walks over showing his taped wrists to the referee who nods at him and sends him to his corner. He grabs the ropes on either side of the turnbuckle and leans in with his head down prepping himself for the match to begin. Kris Cruise: Dan Herrera was the runner up in both the 2014 and 2015 Gold Rush Rumbles. But here in 2016, he finally achieved his first FGA accolade by winning the Dynamic Duos tournament with Cordy Stevenson... Stephy Auger: … but just like Cordy, he’s also never won gold. Yes, they’re talented. No one will ever take that away from them. But Cordy has lost two World Championship Matches. Dan Herrera has lost a World Championship Match. Say what you want about Ricky Valero and Luke Jackson. But when it comes to obtaining gold here in FGA, they’ve at least gotten the job done. The arena goes dark and “The Game” by Motorhead starts to play, sending the crowd into a roaring frenzy. Green and red strobes flash throughout the arena as Ricky Valero and Luke Jackson emerge from the backstage area standing side by side. They stand at the top of the rampway, basking in the crowd’s cheers. The share a few words with one another, a confident look on both their faces, before bumping fists and starting toward the ring. J.A. Aldridge: And their opponents, weighing in at a total combined weight of 392 pounds. They are the reigning… defending… FGA World Tag Team Champions! They are the team of Ricky Valero and Luke Jackson… THE NEXT LEVEL! Jackson sprints down the ramp, slapping hands with the fans before sliding under the bottom rope and crawling to the center of the ring. Valero, meanwhile, climbs up the steel steps and walks across the apron to the corner. He leaps up to the second turnbuckle and throws a fist in the air. Inside the ring, Jackson steps up onto the bottom rope, then props himself up on the middle rope with his other foot and throws one fist in the air as well. Kris Cruise: Ricky Valero and Luke Jackson will be defending their gold tonight against a red hot Status Quo. On paper, you would assume that Cordy Stevenson and Dan Herrera would have the advantage. Stephy Auger: You would think that, wouldn’t you. Yes, Status Quo went through all four rounds of the Dynamic Duos Tournament to earn this shot. But you want to know what that means? It means they’re beat up. It means they’re tired. Meanwhile, Valero and Jackson have been watching this entire time. They know their strengths. They know their weaknesses. Status Quo may have the bigger name individually. But when it comes to tag team wrestling and which team is a more well-oiled machine, the answer has got to be The Next Level. The bell sounds as all four grapplers meet up in the center of the ring. Valero and Jackson on one side. Stevenson and Herrera on the other. All four shake hands with each other, which garners cheers from the crowd. Both sides then head back into their respective corners to talk over some last minute strategy. Once the ref calls for the action, it’s Valero and Stevenson starting off for their respective squads. They circle the ring before locking up. After jockeying for position, Valero moves Stevenson into the ropes. The ref gives them until the count of five to break it up. Ref: ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR… Both grapplers make a clean break. After Valero steps back towards the center of the ring, Stevenson makes her way off the ropes and locks back up with him. After jockeying for position, Valero moves Stevenson back across the ring. This time, over into the corner. But at the last second, Stevenson pivots, switching positions with Valero as she presses him up against the corner. Once again, the ref calls for a five count. Ref: ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR… Again, both grapplers make a clean break. After Stevenson steps back towards the center of the ring, Valero makes his way out of the corner. He circles the ring before sizing up Stevenson. A smirk is on his face the entire time as he does so. He then heads over and goes to lock up. But she ducks under, goes behind Valero and applies a waist lock. But Valero is quick to pry her arms free. He then performs a standing switch and applies a waist lock of his own. But Stevenson’s able to pry his arms from around her before reversing into a hammerlock. The ref asks if Valero wants to give up. But he refuses. He then leans forward and reverses into a hammerlock of his own. The ref asks Stevenson if she wants to give up. But she refuses. She then reaches back with her free arm, grabs Valero by the head and brings him down with a jumping snapmare. As soon as Valero turns over on his knee, Stevenson is right there in his face with a smirk of her own. Valero nods as he rises to his feet and takes a few steps back. Kris Cruise: Valero and Herrera are the most experienced in this match. Herrera spending most of that time behind a desk as the owner of GDW. Valero, however, spent that time in the ring wrestling all around the globe. He’s got more in-ring experience than Cordy and Dan combined. But while he’s got a lot of wear and tear, he can still go with the best of them, as you’re seeing thus far as he matches hold for hold with Saint Sexy. Both grapplers circle the ring. They then march over and lock up. But Valero is quick to gain the advantage with an arm drag. Stevenson returns to her feet, but Valero returns her to the mat with another arm drag. Once Stevenson gets back up, Valero brings her down with a third arm drag before transitioning into an armbar. The ref kneels down and asks Stevenson if she wants to give up. But she refuses. After battling her way back to her feet, she moves Valero into the ropes. From there, she shoves Valero off of her and into the far ropes. When Valero returns, Stevenson drops down to the mat. So Valero hops over her and runs into the ropes. When he returns, Stevenson pops back to her feet and leapfrogs over him. Valero then continues to run into the ropes. When he returns, Stevenson knocks him down with a dropkick. Valero gets back up, but Stevenson sends him back down with another dropkick. Once Valero returns to his feet, Stevenson returns him to the mat with a third dropkick. She makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Valero kicks out. Valero then rolls over towards the ropes and pulls himself up. He looks around at the crowd before looking over at Luke Jackson. After Jackson puts his hand out for the tag, Valero walks over and tags in his partner. Once Jackson steps into the ring, he and Stevenson circle the ring before locking up. After jockeying for position, Jackson duckers down, goes behind Stevenson and applies a waist lock. He then lets go, spins Stevenson around and catches her in a side headlock. But Stevenson is quick to shove Jackson off of her and into the ropes. When Jackson returns, he knocks Stevenson down with a running shoulder block. But Stevenson kips right back up. So Jackson runs into another set of ropes. But again, Jackson knocks her down with another running shoulder block. Stevenson then kips right back up. So Jackson runs into another set of ropes. When he returns, Stevenson leapfrogs over him. When Jackson comes back, Stevenson goes for a hip toss. But Jackson steps through it and throws her down with a hip toss of his own. Stevenson gets back up, but Jackson throws her down with an arm drag. When Stevenson gets back to her feet, Jackson delivers a side headlock takedown. Stevenson counters with a headscissors. But Jackson’s able to escape with a kip up. When Jackson turns around, Stevenson throws him down with a side headlock takeover. Jackson reverses into a headscissors. But Stevenson is able to escape with a kip up. Both grapplers then turn and face off with each other. Kris Cruise: Yet another stalemate thus far and this crowd shows their appreciation of the moves we’ve seen thus far. Both grapplers circle the ring until Stevenson looks over and sees Dan Herrera with his hand out. So she heads over and tags him in. The crowd cheers once Herrera gets in. Jackson begins to size him up while the two circle the ring. They go to lock up. After jockeying for position, Herrera shoves Jackson down to the canvas. Jackson rolls over onto his knees and looks around. After returning to his feet, he marches back over and locks up with Herrera. After jockeying for position, Herrera shoves him back into the ropes. Jackson looks around again. Stephy Auger: The Kid isn’t going to win a test of strength against an Herrera. Jackson makes his way off the ropes and locks up with Herrera. This time, Jackson gains the advantage with a side headlock. But Herrera is quick to shove Jackson off of him and into the ropes. When Jackson comes back, he goes for a running shoulder block. But he bounces off of Herrera and falls to the canvas. Kris Cruise: Jackson was able to run over Stevenson with a shoulder block. Herrera? Not so much. After Jackson turns over and gets back to his feet, Herrera runs over and knocks him down with a clothesline. Jackson gets back up, but Herrera sends him down with another clothesline. Once Jackson returns to his feet, Herrera grabs him and whips him into the ropes. When Jackson returns, Herrera delivers a back body drop. Jackson slowly returns to his feet. But when he turns around, Herrera lifts him up in the air before throwing him down with a gorilla press slam. Kris Cruise: The strength of Dan Herrera is on full display as he’s having his way with The Kid. Jackson slowly rolls over and pulls himself up using the ropes. He then holds the small of his back as he heads back into the corner. Valero then holds up his hand for the tag. Jackson tags him back in. Kris Cruise: Here we go, Stephy! The two vets are squaring off! Valero and Herrera begin to circle the ring. They then lock up. After jockeying for position, Herrera shoves Valero back. But Valero puts on the brakes, walks over to Herrera and gets right in his face. Stephy Auger: Uh oh… So Herrera shoves him back to create some distance between the two. Valero returns the favor with a shove of his own. As Herrera comes back over to Valero, he gets caught in a side headlock. Valero really grinds on the hold, which causes Herrera to let out a groan. Herrera then shoves Valero off of him and into the ropes. When Valero comes back, Herrera knocks him down with a standing shoulder block. But Valero quickly kips up and follows up with a step-up enzuigiri. He makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Herrera kicks out. Valero picks up Herrera and wrenches his arm. The ref sees Herrera in pain and asks him if he wants to give up. When he refuses to quit, Valero delivers an elbow to the arm before wrenching it for a second time. The ref checks back in with Herrera, but he gets the same answers as before. Valero then delivers a third arm wrench. But after the third wrench, Herrera is quick to take Valero by the wrist and delivers an arm wrench of his own. He then repeatedly tries to yank the arm from out of its socket. The ref checks in with Valero and asks if he wants to give up. But he refuses to quit. Valero then rolls forward, leans back, kips up and reverses into another arm wrench. But Herrera is quick to pull Valero over to him before knocking him down with a clothesline. He makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Valero kicks out. Herrera picks up Valero and moves him into the corner. After delivering an open palm chop across the chest, he takes Valero and whips him into the opposite corner. Herrera runs across the ring, but Valero nails him with a back elbow to the face. After Herrera stumbles back, he runs back into the corner. This time, Valero nails him with a boot to the face. As Herrera stumbles back, Valero comes from out of the corner and brings him down with a headscissors. Herrera gets back to his feet, but Valero knocks him down with a dropkick. Herrera gets back up, but Valero delivers another dropkick. As Herrera returns to his feet, Valero runs into the ropes. When he comes back, he sends Herrera through the ropes and to the floor with a tilt-a-whirl headscissors takeover. Valero heads into the corner and tags in Jackson. Jackson then proceeds to climb up to the top turnbuckle as Herrera gets up on the outside. Once Herrera gets up and turns around, Jackson flips off the top… Kris Cruise: Jackson just flattened Herrera with a moonsault to the floor! Jackson picks up Herrera and rolls him back into the ring. He then slides in and makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Herrera gets his shoulder up. Jackson picks up Herrera and whips him into the ropes. When he comes back, Jackson knocks him down with a spinning heel kick. He makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Herrera gets his shoulder up. Jackson picks up Herrera and whips him into the ropes. When he returns, he goes for a hurricanrana. But Herrera blocks, leaving Jackson hanging upside down. Herrera then hoists Jackson back up before throwing him down with a sitout powerbomb. While Jackson is down, Herrera heads into the corner and tags Stevenson back in. Stevenson then gets in, runs towards the far ropes and delivers a springboard corkscrew bodypress. She turns over and makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Jackson gets his shoulder up. Stevenson picks up Jackson and whips him into the ropes. As soon as he bounces off the ropes, she connects with the Foot Fetish, which knocks Jackson through the ropes and to the floor. As Jackson tries to get up on the outside, Stevenson takes off into the far ropes. When she comes back, she leaps over the top rope and knocks Jackson down with a suicide plancha. Kris Cruise: Cordy Stevenson soars over the top rope before knocking Luke Jackson down with a plancha! Stevenson picks up Jackson and rolls him back into the ring. She then rolls back in and makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Jackson gets his shoulder up. Stevenson picks up Jackson and moves him into the corner. She delivers three knife edge chops before going for an irish whip. But Jackson reverses, sending Stevenson into the opposite corner. Jackson charges across the ring. But Stevenson ducks and counters by dumping him over the top rope… … but Jackson lands safely on the apron. When Stevenson turns around, Jackson doubles her over with a shoulder thrust through the ropes. He then slingshots himself over the top rope and executes a sunset flip. ONE! . . TWO! . . Stevenson scissors her legs on his neck, breaking the pin. Jackson picks up Stevenson, wrenches her arm and drags her over towards the Next Level corner, where he tags in Valero. Valero springboards to the top turnbuckle, leaps off and delivers a diving double foot stomp across the outstretched arm off Stevenson. Valero then takes Stevenson by her left arm and delivers an arm wrench with such force that it sends Stevenson flipping down to the canvas. From there, Valero bounces into the ropes. When he returns, he delivers a rally of consecutive leg drops. Kris Cruise: Legs of Jupiter from Ricky Valero. He goes for the cover! ONE! . . TWO! . . Stevenson gets her shoulder up. Valero picks up Stevenson and whips her hard into the corner. After Stevenson crashes sternum-first into the corner, she stumbles back into the awaiting arms of Valero, who brings her down with a russian leg sweep. Valero steps steps out onto the apron before climbing up to the top turnbuckle. He leaps off for a diving double foot stomp. But Stevenson rolls out of the way. After Valero lands on the canvas, his momentum sends him rolling forward. Once he rolls up to his feet and turns around, Stevenson knocks him down with a spinning heel kick. She makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Valero gets his shoulder up. Stephy Auger: The action has been so fast in this one, Cruise. I can barely keep up. Kris Cruise: Both teams are putting it all on the line. It’s not just about this World Tag Team Titles. It’s about pride, as well. Stevenson picks up Valero and whips him into the ropes. As soon as she bouncing off the ropes, Stevenson connects with the Foot Fetish, which knocks Valero through the ropes and onto the apron. As Valero pulls himself up using the ropes, Stevenson heads over and doubles him over with a shoulder thrust through the ropes. She then runs into the corner, springboards onto the middle ropes, jumps over the top rope, grabs Valero and plants him with a Triangle DDT. Valero bounces off the apron before falling to the canvas. Kris Cruise: Cordy just planted Valero on the apron with that DDT! Stephy Auger: I wouldn’t be surprised if he’s out, Cruise! Stevenson picks up Valero and rolls him back into the ring. She then rolls herself back in and makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . TH-NO! Valero reaches over and grabs the bottom rope. Stevenson picks up Valero and moves him into the corner. After a series of knife edge chops, she takes Valero and whips him into the opposite corner. Stevenson then runs across the ring and goes for a handspring back elbow. But Valero catches her in mid air, walks out of the corner and delivers the PinnaclePlex into the turnbuckles. Cheers and applause can be heard throughout the crowd. Kris Cruise: What a counter by Ricky Valero! Valero drags Stevenson from out of the corner before making the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Herrera drags Valero off of Stevenson. While Herrera heads back to the outside, Valero picks up Stevenson, hooks her leg and delivers a bridging fisherman suplex. ONE! . . TWO! . . Stevenson gets her shoulder up. Valero picks up Stevenson, hooks both arms and delivers a double underhook backbreaker. After marching into the corner and tagging in Jackson, Jackson runs along the apron and runs up to the top turnbuckle. From there, he flips off and connects with a moonsault. He hooks the leg. ONE! . . TWO! . . Herrera rushes over and breaks up the pin. Kris Cruise: Another timely save by Herrera. Stephy Auger: Both men have been going back in forth. Then it looked like Status Quo was starting to pull away. But just like that, now the champs are back in control. While Herrera heads back to the apron, Jackson picks up Stevenson and whips her into the ropes. When she returns, Jackson goes for a running knee to the midsection. But Stevenson flips over his knee and counters with a schoolboy. ONE! . . TWO! . . Jackson kicks out. As Stevenson gets up on one knee, Jackson runs over and connects with the Oakland Drive-By. He makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Stevenson gets her shoulder up. Kris Cruise: Jackson caught Stevenson with the boot to the face. But She’s still able to get the shoulder up. Stephy Auger: They’ve taken a lot of punishment throughout the Dynamic Duos Tournament. You’ve got to wonder if that’ll catch up to them here? Jackson picks up Stevenson and whips her into the corner. He then runs into the corner, connects with a clothesline and goes to follow up with a bulldog out of the corner. But Stevenson shoves Jackson off of her and into the ropes. When Jackson returns, Stevenson connects with a dropkick to the leg. After Jackson rolls over and gets up on one knee, Stevenson heads over, grabs him and plants him with a Kneeling Snap DDT. She makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Jackson gets his shoulder up. Stevenson picks up Jackson, heads into the corner and slams him face-first into the top turnbuckle before tagging Herrera back in. Once Herrera gets in, he turns Jackson around and unleashes a series of shoulder thrusts to the midsection. He then brings Jackson from out of the corner before whipping him into the ropes. When Jackson returns, Herrera throws out a clothesline. But Jackson ducks and runs into the ropes. When Jackson returns, Herrera goes for a back elbow. But again, Jackson ducks and runs into the ropes. When Jackson returns, Herrera hoists him in the air, catches him across his shoulders and delivers a Samoan Drop. He turns over and makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . T-NO! Jackson gets his shoulder up. Herrera picks up Jackson and goes for a vertical suplex, but Jackson drops down to a knee. So Herrera yanks him up to his feet before going for another suplex. But again, Jackson drops down to a knee. After Herrera pulls him back up, he turns Jackson around and goes for a belly to back suplex. But Jackson rolls over his shoulder and lands on his feet. When Herrera turns around, Jackson throws out a clothesline. But Herrera side steps and counters with a knee to the midsection. While Jackson’s doubled over, Herrera lifts him up before throwing him down with a pumphandle slam. Kris Cruise: Herrera gets the Final Word in that exchange. He makes the cover! ONE! . . TWO! . . Valero breaks up the pin with a stomp to the back. While Valero heads back out, Herrera picks up Jackson and whips him into the ropes. When Jackson returns, Herrera sets up for a back body drop. So Jackson counters with a sunset flip. The crowd cheers as Herrera swings his arms wildly to try and regain his balance. Once he does, he reaches down, grabs Jackson by the throat with both hands and yanks him back up to his feet. He then throws out a discus elbow smash. But Jackson ducks. When Herrera turns around, Jackson delivers the Legs of Money to the body before stepping back and dropping Herrera with a superkick. He makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . T-NO! Herrera gets his shoulder up. Stephy Auger: That superkick nearly kicked Mr. How Shiny Is My Head’s head from off his body. Jackson picks up Herrera and whips him into the corner. He then runs across the ring, jumps and connects with a corner splash as he tags Valero back in. Valero gets in, brings Herrera form out of the corner and delivers a bridging northern lights suplex. Valero then floats over, pulls Herrera back to his feet and delivers a double underhook backbreaker. He makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . .. Stevenson breaks up the pin with a stomp to the back. Kris Cruise: Cordy returns the favor and makes the timely save for Dan Herrera While Sevenson heads out, Valero picks up Herrera and goes for an irish whip. But Herrera reverses, sending Valero into the ropes. When Valero returns, Herrera goes for a running lariat. But Valero ducks and stops while Herrera’s momentum takes him into the ropes. When Herrera comes back, Valero throws him down with an overhead belly to belly suplex. He then goes over, picks up Herrera and whips him hard into the corner. After Herrera back crashes into the turnbuckles and he stumbles from out of the corner, Valero delivers a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. Herrera bounces off of Valero’s knee and turns over onto his back. While Herrera’s in the prone position, Valero steps out onto the apron and climbs up to the top turnbuckle. Stephy Auger: He’s about to bury the hatchet right in Herrera’s back, Cruise! Valero leaps off and connects with a diving double foot stomp to the back. Kris Cruise: Burying The Hatchet! Valero drags Herrera over towards the corner and makes the cover while looking right at Stevenson. ONE! . . TWO! . . Herrera gets his shoulder up. Kris Cruise: Good ring positioning by Valero as he made the cover. But Herrera gets his shoulder up at two. Valero gets up and tags in Jackson. Valero then picks up Herrera. Valero hooks Herrera’s arms over the top rope, lifts up his legs and holds them across his shoulders. While Valero’s holding Herrera in place, Jackson runs into the far ropes. When he returns, he leaps over Valero and delivers a leapfrog body guillotine across Herrera’s back. After Herrera crumbles to the canvas, Jackson makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . TH-NO! Herrera gets his shoulder up. Jackson gets up and tags Valero back in. The Next Level take Herrera and whip him into the ropes. When he returns, they knock him down with a double clothesline. Jackson then crouches down and looks right at Stevenson while Valero makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Herrera gets his shoulder up. Kris Cruise: These two teams were going back and forth. But right now, it’s The Next Level that have really worked over Dan Herrera. Stephy Auger: It was almost like both teams were trying to outdo each other earlier on. Now, the Next Level is wrestling with some strategy. They’re cutting off the ring. They’re working over their opponents. They’re making frequent tags. Once Jackson heads back out onto the apron, Valero tags him back in. Valero then heads back over, picks up Herrera and whips him hard into the corner. As Herrera stumbles from out of the corner, Valero delivers a spinebuster, followed by a diving leg drop from Jackson. He makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Stevenson dives over and breaks up the pin. As Stevenson heads back out, Jackson picks up Herrera and goes for an irish whip. But Herrera reverses, sending Jackson into the ropes. When Jackson returns, Herrera sets up for a back body drop. But Jackson goes to counter with a sunset flip. The crowd cheers as Herrera is swinging his arms wildly to regain his balance. Meanwhile, Jackson’s got his knees up while he tries to pull down Herrera. While Herrera is still standing, Valero gets in position on the apron. The Next Level then deliver a slingshot blockbuster/double knee backbreaker combo. Jackson turns over and makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . THR-NO! Stevenson dives over and breaks up the pin. Kris Cruise: Another clutch save by Cordy Stevenson. As Stevenson heads back out, Jackson tags in Valero. Valero gets in, picks up Herrera and whips him into the corner. He then runs across the ring, jumps up and goes for a corner forearm smash. But Herrera moves out of the way. Stephy Auger: Nobody’s home, Cruise! After Valero stumbles back and turns around, Herrera turns him inside out with a discus elbow smash. Kris Cruise: Herrera just clobbered Valero with that elbow! Herrera begins to crawl towards his corner. But Valero reaches out and grabs him by the right ankle. So Herrera uses his left leg to repeatedly kick Valero in the face until he’s free. Herrera continues to crawl towards his corner. Once Herrera returns to his feet, he dives over and tags in Stevenson. Kris Cruise: The roof just came off this place now that Cordy’s back in! As soon as Stevenson gets in, Valero runs over to attack. But he’s met with a series of right hands. She then grabs Valero and goes for an irish whip. But Valero reverses, sending her towards the ropes. But Stevenson uses the momentum to counter with a handspring enzuigiri. While Valero’s down, Stevenson heads into the ropes. When she returns, she connects with a rolling thunder. She turns over and makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Valero gets his shoulder up. Stevenson picks up Valero and goes for an irish whip. But Valero reverses, sending her into the ropes. When she returns, he sets up for a back body drop. But Stevenson counters with a swinging neckbreaker. She makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Valero gets his shoulder up. Stevenson picks up Valero and whips him into the corner. She then runs into the corner and connects with a handspring back elbow. After bringing Valero out of the corner, she sets up for The Allure. But Valero counters by shoving Stevenson off of him and towards the ropes. Stevenson then uses the momentum to go for a springboard roundhouse kick. But Valero counters with a superkick in mid air. Kris Cruise: Cordy went for The Beautiful Nightmare. But Valero counters with a well-timed and well-placed superkick! Valero stumbles into the corner and tags in Jackson. Jackson scales up to the top turnbuckle and crouches down while he waits for Stevenson to get back to her feet. Once Stevenson gets back up, Jackson stands up, leaps off and connects with a missile dropkick to the back. The dropkick sends Stevenson rolling underneath the bottom rope and to the floor. Herrera then heads over to help up Stevenson. Kris Cruise: That missile dropkick just sent Stevenson flying to the outside. Stephy Auger: Status Quo is trying to regroup on the outside, but it looks like The Next Level have other plans... While the challengers are on the floor, Valero gets in the ring next to Jackson. The Next Level then run into the far ropes. When they return, Jackson leaps through the ropes while Valero flips over the top rope. Jackson knocks Stevenson down with a suicide dive. Valero goes for a somersault plancha. But Herrera catches him in mid air and counters with a powerbomb on the edge of the apron. Kris Cruise: Valero’s howling in pain after getting powerbomb across the edge of the ring. When Herrera turns around, Jackson knocks him down with a superkick. He then turns, picks up Stevenson and rolls her back into the ring. He slides back in, drags her away from the ropes and makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . TH-NO! Stevenson gets her shoulder up. Kris Cruise: Luke Jackson’s trying to bring this one home. He could be seconds away from doing so... Jackson picks up Stevens and delivers Legs of Money to the body before stepping back and dropping her with a superkick. While Stevenson is down, he steps through the ropes and climbs up to the top turnbuckle. He leaps off for a Five Star Frog Splash. But Stevenson rolls out of the way, sending him crashing down to the canvas. Stephy Auger: Nobody’s home! Kris Cruise: Stevenson rolls out of the way and avoids the California Pride! Stephy Auger: His ribs have to be killing him right now. Stevenson crawls over and makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . THR-NO! Jackson gets his shoulder up. Stevenson picks up Jackson and whips him into the ropes. When he returns, she goes for the Foot Fetish. Jackson ducks. But Herrera slides in, hurls himself over towards Jackson and spears him down. Kris Cruise: Spear! Dan Herrera with the spear from out of nowhere! Stephy Auger: This doesn’t look good for the champs... Herrera drags Jackson into the corner as Stevenson steps out onto the apron. Once she makes her ascent to the top turnbuckle, she flips off and connects with the 630 Senton to an explosion of cheers. Kris Cruise: Beauty School Dropout! Stevenson slowly turns over and makes the cover. ONE! . Valero climbs up onto the apron and tries to get back in. . . TWO! . Herrera grabs him and holds him against the ropes. . . THREE! “New Level” blasts over the PA as the crowd explodes with cheers. J.A. Aldridge: Here are your winners… and now, the NEEEEEEEEWWWWW… FGA World Tag Team Champions, STATUS QUO! Kris Cruise: The drought is over! The championship drought is over for Cordy Stevenson and Dan Herrera! They can now call themselves champions after capturing the World Tag Team Championship! Peaches gets in the ring and hugs Herrera. Meanwhile, Stevenson slowly returns to her feet. Stephy Auger: This was a great match, Cruise. Slowly but surely, this company had built up a nice little tag team scene and now, Status Quo are at the top! I did think The Next Level were going to have their number. Kris Cruise: This match could’ve gone either way. Both teams hit big move after big move. Both teams made timely saves. This was a close match from start to finish. Both teams wanted this. Both teams wanted to exit this arena as the champions. But it was Status Quo that was able to pull through and take the titles! The ref goes over and hands Status Quo the Titles. Herrera and Stevenson hug before getting their arms raised by the referee. |
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Post by FGA Office on Jun 26, 2016 3:15:09 GMT -5
But the celebration is cut short by the feed of the PPV showing on a TV inside a random locker room. We can still see the champs walking out of the ring, holding the tag titles high above their heads as a loud and abhorrent sigh coming from the room, even though we don’t see their faces, we hear their voices as the TV starts to show the crowd celebrating.
???: I don’t get it. I just don’t get it.
???: What's not to get? They won, they're the champs, that's how it goes. You've been doing this since I was nine years old, how do you not understand this?
???: I...I meant by the fact that THEY...THEY are celebrating. Not us. It shouldn’t be THEM. It should be US. We should have been at the front of the line a long time ago, but for some reason...nope, we had to be put into this stupid tournament and now look...we’re sitting back here like a bunch of wounded ducks. And for the record, I do understand this. Remember that this isn’t my first rodeo, although it is for you. So buck up.
???: First rodeo? Excuse me? How many times did I beat the crap out of you last year?
The camera angle switches to reveal the speakers, and it's #RubyWay doing what they do best: bickering.
Ruby Tyler: You make a good point, though. We shouldn't be sitting back here waiting for our shot.
Kevin Hardaway: That’s what I’m trying to get at here. They don’t understand that we went through 15 other teams to become WLW Tag Team Champions...in only the second time that we ever teamed up, sooo...I don’t care what anybody really says. I’m not waiting for our shot either. People want to see the real #RubyWay, then that’s fine by me.
Ruby Tyler: Besides, other than Ricky and Luke? You and I are the only real tag team here. God only knows how long Status Quo is gonna last before they decide to split up or go back into retirement. We deserved to have the first shot at those titles, instead of having to go through that tournament. So let's do it. Next pay per view? #RubyWay is gonna be poised to take home gold… again.
Kevin Hardaway: You know what...I actually agree with you for a change. I know, hell has frozen over, we can go back to bickering as soon as this is over with. But hey, as the creedo goes. Let’s give them hell, and stay alive!
Ruby Tyler: Let’s, shall we.
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Post by FGA Office on Jun 26, 2016 3:15:40 GMT -5
 August 20, 2016
Theater at The Honda Center
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Post by FGA Office on Jun 26, 2016 3:17:12 GMT -5
FGA MID-ATLANTIC LEGACY CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
(c) Annie Dupree vs. Molly Reid 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: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the FGA Mid-Atlantic Legacy Championship! Introducing first, from Los Angeles, California … the challenger, 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: Her first title opportunity here in FGA, but it’s fair to say Molly Reid earned this match. Stephy Auger: Because her friend gave her a number one contenders match. Now it’s time to see if Molly can live up to the hype; the friendship, and the respect that got her this far may not be enough. Kris Cruise: She does have wins over the likes of Sara Cochran, Nero Darling, and Mark Storm. Tonight however she’ll be up against an FGA stalwart in the defending champion, and hopefully Molly can rise to the occasion. J.A. Aldridge: And her opponent… “Jager Yoga” by CSS begins to play throughout the arena as an assortment of purple and blue strobe lights illuminate the entrance aisle, flashing in time with the music. The crowd’s anticipation begins to build. J.A. Aldridge: Hailing from Staten Island, New York, she is the reigning… defending... FGA Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion … ANNIE DUPREE! The champion bursts through the curtain, posing momentarily with the belt raised high above her head. Her face is painted up with a purple unicorn painted around one eye, a rainbow trailing behind if, with glitter surrounding them both. The crowd cheer again before Annie puts the belt on her shoulder and runs 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 the belt in the air before jumping down off the turnbuckle. Kris Cruise: And the champion making her way to the ring. Her first title defense since she won the belt back in April at Gold Rush Rumble. Stephy Auger: She’s never going to equal Izzy’s record if she only defends every other month, Kris. But I guess Annie doesn’t want to be a fighting champion. Kris Cruise: Well over recent weeks she’s faced people like Jimmy Page and our World champion, Zero McHannon. But tonight she’s defending that belt against her best friend. Molly Reid. In what we’re sure will be a classic encounter. Annie hands the belt over to the referee, who raises it above his head to show the fans what’s on the line here. The champion and challenger head towards the center of the ring, staring each other down as Molly extends a hand. Annie looks around at the crowd, trying to decide what to do as the fans all shout out for her to shake it. Molly even looks at her as if she’s wondering what’s taking so long before Annie reaches out to shake the hand – only to bring Molly in close for a hug. Stephy Auger: I’m gonna be sick… The hug breaks as a dual chant for both competitors starts up around the arena. Champion and challenger alike circle the ring for a few moments before finally locking up collar and elbow. They jockey for position, but it’s the bigger, stronger Molly Reid who gains the upper hand as she backs Annie against the ropes. Referee: One…Two…Three… Molly releases her opponent as they head towards the center of the ring again. Another collar and elbow tie up and Annie applies a side headlock. It doesn’t take long for Molly to push her opponent away and against the ropes. She immediately drops to the mat, allowing Annie to skip over her and hit the ropes again. But Annie moonsaults off the ropes, catching her opponent with an overflow arm drag! Molly gets right back to her feet and rushes her opponent, but Annie leapfrogs over her. Molly hits the ropes and comes back, running right into a monkey flip as Dupree sends her hurtling through the air! The challenger lands near the ropes, using them to pull herself back to her feet. But Annie is already on the move; the champion rebounds off the far ropes and charges at Molly with a cross body block that sends both of them over the top rope! Kris Cruise: Annie starting off at quite a pace here. I’m not sure if that’ll actually suit her today; Molly can move at speed, and probably has the stamina advantage here. But Annie lands on the apron, picking herself up before Molly can do so on the outside. The champion steadies herself, readying for when she finally gets to jump off, snapping Molly down to the floor with a hurricanrana! Dupree stands back up and poses for the crowd, drawing a large cheer from the fans. She rolls Molly back into the ring by the count of four, climbing back up onto the apron as she waits for Molly to get back up. When she finally does so, Reid gets caught from behind by a springboard bulldog! And the first cover of the match. ONE! . . TWO! . . Molly kicks out. Stephy Auger: Molly showing some fighting spirit; apparently she won’t just be lying down for her friend. Kris Cruise: You don’t like, Molly. We get it. Dupree brings her opponent back to her feet, firing off a couple of forearm shots to the face before an Irish whip. But Molly reverses, sending Annie against the ropes. Reid attempts a hiptoss, but Annie blocks it. A shot to the gut doubles Molly over as Annie puts her leg across the back of the neck, flipping backwards and landing on her feet. The champion turns around in time to catch the toe kick, but has no answer for the leg feint head kick that follows! This time it’s Molly who gets up first, firing off some closed fist punches that back her opponent against the ropes. An Irish whip follows as Molly follows close behind, hitting a jumping knee strike that knocks Annie through the ropes and onto the apron. That’s followed by a triangle dropkick and the champion is sent crashing into the guardrails! Molly picks herself back up, posing for the crowd as she waits for her opponent to get back to her feet. Reid runs against the far ropes, coming back with a suicide dive through the ropes! Kris Cruise: Molly goes airborne! The challenge stays on the offensive, picking Annie up off the floor before whipping her towards the steel steps. Dupree hits them legs first, tumbling over them into a heap! She cries out in pain; even Molly seems surprised by that, expecting Annie to have hit shoulder first, but Molly improvises. As Dupree gets back up she’s met by a springboard Superman punch as Reid launches herself off those same steps! FOUR! FIVE! The referee is still counting as Molly rolls her opponent back into the ring, following her in with a slingshot legdrop before she hooks the leg. ONE! . . TWO! . . Annie kicks out. But Molly goes right back on the offensive, targeting the leg that hit those ring steps as she drops several elbows down across the knee. A leglock is applied, but Molly leaves herself open to the headscissors that consequently forces a break. The challenger rolls back to her feet, reaching a vertical base before her opponent as she catches Annie with a basement dropkick. A spinning toe hold is applied by Molly Reid and Annie is nowhere near the ropes. But Dupree manages to use her free leg to kick her opponent away, and Molly flies forward through the ropes. Stephy Auger: Molly targeting that leg to try and slow her opponent down, maybe working towards a submission finisher here. Kris Cruise: That MMA background of hers may come into play if this becomes more mat based. But Annie fights out of that submission, sending her opponent out onto the apron here. Dupree rolls backwards, getting back to her feet as Molly picks herself up on the apron. A step up enzuigiri catches the challenger flush against the back of the head, stunning her slightly. But it’s enough of an opening for Annie to try and suplex her opponent back into the ring – NO! Molly blocks it. Molly tries for a suplex, but Annie blocks it. Dupree tries again, but the same thing happens before Reid fires off some shots to the gut, following it up with a suplex from the apron all the way to the outside! Kris Cruise: Oh my God! Annie Dupree just got suplexed out of the ring there, and those mats don’t off that much protection. Stephy Auger: What a move; Molly showing a more vicious side than we were expecting. So much for friendship when there’s a title on the line, I guess. The “holy shit” chants start as both competitors remain down on the outside for a few moments. The count-out starts with them; Dupree is holding the back of her head as Molly lies almost motionless, wondering what it was she just pulled off. ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! Reid sits up; the “holy shit” chants still sounding out as she gingerly stands back up, dragging Annie with her as the champion gets rolled back into the ring. Molly follows and hooks a leg. ONE! . . TWO! . . THR-NOO! A shocked gasp from the crowd as Annie throws the shoulder up at the last second. Molly looks towards the referee in shock, but the official assures her it was only two. Dupree still clutching at the back of her head as Molly picks her back up, whipping Annie towards the corner once again. She follows the champion in with a jumping splash, before whipping her from pillar to post. Molly charges in after her again, but this time Annie gets the boot up! Kris Cruise: There’s still some fight in the champion here! Molly staggers back a couple of steps but charges back in, but this time Annie slams both boots into her face! Reid stumbles back, turning around in her daze as Annie runs in behind her, leapfrogging up for a single handed bulldog! But she can’t capitalize. In fact it’s Molly who gets back to her feet first. She shakes away the cobwebs as Annie moves back to a vertical base. Reid lunges forward with a clothesline, but Annie has the wherewithal to duck under it and run against the ropes. The champion ducks another clothesline attempt and hits the far ropes, this time catching Molly Reid with the satellite DDT! Stephy Auger: All That Glitters! Kris Cruise: Annie Ze–Dupree may have just found a way back into this match, Stephy. All That Glitters has changed the momentum of many a match before this, can Molly get back into this match now? The challenger is laid out, spread eagle in the center of the ring as Annie staggers back to her feet. She’s still holding her head, but moves towards her opponent for the standing shooting star press! And the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . TH-NO! Molly gets the shoulder up. Annie sits up and shakes her fists in frustration, but stands back up anyway. Albeit, slowly. She brings Mollly with her, doubling the challenger over with a knee thrust to the gut. In an unexpected move, Annie performs a half-hatch suplex, bridging it for the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Molly kicks out. Undeterred, Annie brings her opponent right back to her feet, whipping her towards the corner. Molly hits the turnbuckles hard as Annie rushes in with a discus clothesline! She grabs Molly around the back of the head for the bulldog to complete I Gots Skillz – NO! Reid pushes her away in mid air! Annie lands ass first, yelling out in pain again as Molly follows up with some soccer kicks to the spine. Reid hits the ropes for momentum, coming back with a huge penalty kick to the face before she drops down to make the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Annie kicks out. Stephy Auger: And just like Molly has found a way back in. She’s got to be feeling the effects of the last few minutes, but if she can knock the wind out of Annie’s sails, maybe. Kris Cruise: As soon as the adrenaline wears off, Annie is going to be feeling the effects of that suplex she took earlier. That’ll slow her down to where Molly wants her. Reid takes a moment to catch her breath as Annie rolls towards the ropes, using them to move back to her feet. But the champion has her back turned as Molly sneaks up behind her, hitting a back suplex! But that’s not enough for Reid. She drags her opponent back to her feet again, this time opting for a snap suplex. And she keeps hold, rolling the hips to get back up before hitting another snap suplex. Again, she keeps hold and rolls the hips. This time, though, Molly lifts her opponent up vertical before delivering a front suplex across the top rope. Annie is stranded in no man’s land as Molly takes another moment to catch her breath, before running in with a double knee facebreaker! Dupree’s head snaps backwards again as she crumples to the mat; Reid rolls over and hooks the leg. Kris Cruise: Sickening impact on that facebreaker. This could be it. ONE! . . TWO! . . TH-NOO! Stephy Auger: How did she kick out of that one! Kris Cruise: Annie Dupree doesn’t want to lose the belt tonight, Stephy. She’s digging deep to stay in this one. Molly can’t quite believe it, and neither can the crowd. But they’re still cheering as champion and challenger lay it all on the line for the entertainment. The frustration setting in as Molly brings her opponent back to her feet again. Some elbow strikes force Dupree back into the corner, before Molly climbs to the middle rope. She performs a ten punch combo, the crowd counting along with each punch before Reid climbs back down. Another Irish whip follows, sending Annie from pillar to post. Molly runs in after her, but Annie vaults up off the turnbuckle – only to land across Molly’s shoulder! Reid hot shots her opponent into the top turnbuckle before grabbing Dupree from behind with a rear waistlock, using it to slam Annie down with a bridging German suplex! ONE! . . TWO! . . THRE-NOOO! Reid looks to the referee in shock, but he assures her again that it was only a two count. The dual chant starts up again; half the crowd rallying behind the champion, the other half wanting the challenger to prevail as Molly brings Annie back to her feet once more. Dupree is out on her feet here as Molly sets her up for the Molly Kick – NO! Annie ducks underneath the boot! Her fans pop again as Annie runs against the ropes – NO! Reid snatches her up with a side slam, only to see Dupree snake her way up and around, whirling around until she has the Glitter Stretch applied! Kris Cruise: What the?! Stephy Auger: Out of nowhere, Annie Dupree catching Molly with the Glitter Stretch! But that arm needs to be locked in for full effect. Molly is battling it, keeping that arm bent so Annie can’t get full torque. The referee is in position checking for the submission, but Reid won’t quit. She’s trying to move towards the ropes, but that extra 115 pounds clinging to her back is slowing her down. Kris Cruise: She’s getting closer to the ropes here. Reid takes another step forward. The referee still asking her if she gives in; the crowd’s chants tell her to carry on, and that’s exactly what Molly does. She tells the referee “no” and perseveres. Forcing herself another step closer to the ropes … when she falls to one knee. Annie lets out a guttural howl as she musters up what strength she can, applying more pressure. Finally the arm is locked in place; Annie torques it as hard as she can as Molly falls to the mat, unable to take anymore. And with her free hand she taps out! J.A. Aldridge: Here is your winner… and STIIIIIIILLLL… the FGA Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion, ANNIE DUPREE! Stephy Auger: I can’t believe she tapped out, Kris! As much as I hate to admit it, Molly was in firm control of this match until then. She had the champion right where she wanted her. Kris Cruise: That’s why Annie Dupree is the champion, Stephy. Amazing resilience and she got that octopus stretch locked in out of nowhere. But credit to both competitors, that was a hell of a match. The referee helps Annie back to her feet, handing her the Legacy title before raising her hand in the air. The crowd still cheering as Molly begins to stir; she’s helped back to her feet by her friend, before the two of them share a hug. Molly raises Annie’s arm before leaving the ring, allowing the reigning champion to enjoy her moment. Stephy Auger: That’s a huge win for Annie Dupree though. There were some people who doubted whether she could do it, whether the win at Gold Rush Rumble was just seizing the opportunity. Kris Cruise: But she’s hopefully silenced those critics tonight. And she’s one step closer in her attempt to beat Izzy Anders’ record reign. Speaking of whom, she’s in action next in her grudge match with Dom Harter… Once Molly has made her exit, allowing Annie to have her moment, Dupree is left in the ring to soak in the fan reaction. She raises her title in the air to a series of cheers which are interrupted by the sounds of "Pity Party" hitting the speakers, accompanied by a chorus of boos. Sara Cochran emerges out on the stage, clad in her earmuffs and street clothes, twirling a mic around in her hand. She raises the mic to her lips, wearing a stone faced expression as the music fades. Sara Cochran: I'm sorry to interrupt your heartfelt moment after your epic clash with your good friend MURDER GIRL, but I have a voice and it will not be silenced. Kris Cruise: What is wrong with Sara Cochran? Stephy Auger: My guess "what's wrong" is she got screwed out of her spot here on All Star Showdown, and she's about to interrupt lovey dovey fantasy time to drop some truth bombs! She clears her throat as she starts slowly walking down the ramp. Sara Cochran: This was supposed to be an event which showcased my incredible skills, and wrestling ability, but that didn't happen. Why? Because I was right about the FGA fans. Let me repeat that ... I was right. Nero Darling was attacked by a crazed fan after last Vertigo. Let that sink in just how deviant, and messed up in the head these scoundrels are. They are so out to get me that they attacked Nero, all so she could milk her minor little injuries, and duck me! The fans are quite upset at the interruption -- as is Annie at this point -- and are booing loudly. Sara presses her earmuffs a bit tighter against her head for a brief moment, as if to muffle the sound further. Sara Cochran: That's right, they all knew I was gonna whoop that butt, so they hatched that conspiracy to take away my moment. But I'm not going to let her duck out of this that easy. We had a signed bout agreement weeks ago. So I'm going to get in this ring, and then Drew Dillinger is first going to raise my hand like he was supposed to over a month ago. Then, he's going to start a ten count on Nero Darling. She begins walking up the ring steps. Sara Cochran: Once she doesn't answer it or make it to the ring on time, he will declare me the winner via forfeit, and then raise my hand again. So Dupree? You can get out of my ring now you stupid buttface idiot. Cochran makes a shooing motion from the apron. Sara Cochran: Go on, scram! This is my moment now, and you are not going to ruin my special night. A defiant Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion gestures to Sara that she's not going anywhere, indicating that she can join her in the ring if she wants to enter so bad. Cochran feigns taking a step in, then backs off to more boos. She stands out on the apron, considering her decision as her eyes stay locked with Dupree's. That is until Annie gets blindside jumped from behind by a large bearded tattooed man, along with a female companion! Kris Cruise: Where did those two goons come from? What's going on here! Stephy Auger: That's The Systemic, Skylar Cloud's followers! And they came from under the ring; pay attention Cruise! The two begin putting the boots to Annie, and Sara joins the ring to join in on the beatdown. The jeers turn to cheers as Molly Reid comes sprinting out to interrupt the attack! Skylar III -- the female member of the duo who jumped Annie -- heads out to cut Reid off on the outside. She quickly get laid out by a big clothesline from Molly, who is then blindsided by a running boot to the side of the head from the bearded big man Skylar II. He violently flings her into the ring steps to take her out of the picture, while Sara has locked in the Coch Crusher high angle half crab, driving her knee down into the spine. It's only then that the Systemic's leader, the LDFC call up Skylar Cloud makes her presence known, emerging from an aisle in the stands. She's beaming widely, clapping her hands before she begins to direct traffic more. Stephy Auger: She's arrived! Praise be! Kris Cruise: This was all clearly a set up from the beginning. I don't know how or why Cochran is involved beyond being horribly disgruntled, but this is classic Skylar Cloud from those of us who saw her in LDFC, always willing to let other do the dirty work. As Cochran keeps Dupree trapped in the old, Skylar II delivers a series of elbow drops to the back of her head, then hoists her up as Sara relinquishes the hold. He holds Annie in tombstone position, while Skylar III does a flipping springboard in to complete their double team stuff piledriver, Systemic Therapy. Stephy Auger: Quit the moral bellyaching and detective work Cruise, and focus on what's important here. Annie Dupree has been absolutely decimated. Skylar Cloud -- giving a short kick to Molly Reid's head for good measure, sending it into the steps -- then enters the ring, and motions for Annie to get dragged back up. Skylar III and Sara each grab an arm to do so, before Skylar II sends her at a high velocity right into a jumping corkscrew roundhouse kick from Skylar Cloud! Annie is left battered and broken in the middle of the ring, while Skylar III retrieves the MAL Championship belt and microphone from earlier, handing them to her leader as Skylar II hoists her up on his shoulders. Cloud is grinning ear to ear as she slings the belt over her shoulder, raising the mic to speak while Sara Cochran stands there with her arms holded, and Skylar III paces around keeping an eagle eye out for anyone who may cause problems. Skylar Cloud: Can you feel it? Can you feel the excitement in the air? I can, because that right there is just a small taste of what The Skylar Systemic can help you achieve, compared to -- She glances down at Annie and Molly, seeming completely oblivious to the negative reaction she's receiving. Skylar Cloud: -- well those who don't buy in. Things are about to change for the better here in FGA! I just ask that you all refrain from thanking me yet, because you've only seen a tiny bit of what I have in store, and not all of who I have in store to turn this company's frown upside down! Just a tiny taste of what kind of future you all can have if you choose to -- Skylar pauses to close her eyes for a slight moment. Skylar Cloud: -- Reach for the Skylar! She opens her eyes back up, dropping the belt from up high on top of Annie Dupree's unmoving body, and then tossing the mic down to Skylar III before holding her arms out while remaining on top of Skylar II's shoulders. Kris Cruise: This is a load of crap. I'm sorry, Steph, but things have been getting bad around here. Supposedly new security was hired to take care of the problem. Then a heinous attack like this happens, adding to it, and she nor Cochran don't even have the decency to give a reason? Just a bunch of B.S. about how this is helping? We deserve better, the FGA fans deserve better, and Annie Dupree and Molly Reid damn sure deserved better! Stephy Auger: It doesn't really matter what you think anyone deserves, Cruise! Skylar Cloud's got the numbers, and apparently more where this came from. That means she's got the power, meaning we're going to get explanations on her terms when she wants to give them, not on anyone else's! Kris Cruise: Yeah, well it sucks. |
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Post by FGA Office on Jun 26, 2016 3:17:43 GMT -5
Spencer Burke is backstage with a microphone in his hand, although he seems a bit flustered.
Spencer Burke: I'm supposed to have a guest right now, but, as you all can see, I'm by myself. I'm not sure where--
???: Sorry I'm late.
The voice comes from off camera, causing the cameraman to turn in its direction, revealing the recently missing third member of the New Kings, Danny Diamond. Boos are heard from the crowd at the sight of the Englishman, who's dressed in an expensive, black suit.
Spencer Burke: Oh, Danny Diamond! We haven't seen you in a few weeks.
Danny Diamond: No, you haven't, but if I'm being completely honest here, I just wanted some time to talk. I don't really need you here, so, if you don't mind ...
Danny waves his fingers at Spencer, hinting that he wants him to "shoo". The interviewer begrudgingly takes the hint and leaves the former Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion behind. Diamond turns his attention to the camera.
Danny Diamond: That's much better. Hello, folks. Remember me? Danny Diamond; wrestler extraordinaire! I've been away recently, dealing with some nagging troubles. The pressures of being better than everyone around you can drive some mad. Of course, I've already been driven mad before, haven't I? But that's neither here, nor there. I'm back now and I would say I'm ready to continue where I left off, but I have plans bigger than fucking with two horribly annoying women and a far less talented man than myself. I plan on going above and beyond anything I've ever accomplished here. See, while I was out handling certain business, two acquaintances of mine got themselves into the main event of this very show. Of course, I'm happy for my fellow kings and I'll celebrate with them once one of them takes the World Championship away from Zero tonight, but ...
Danny pauses.
Danny Diamond: Well, I'm not one to fall behind. I'm not the guy that sits in the back and watches his colleagues take all of the glory for themselves. I'm the guy who wins championships. I'm the guy who makes history. I'm the guy who out-wrestles anyone and everyone put in front of him. I'm a Hall of Famer in one place, an icon in another, and I'll be damned if I let my legacy be tarnished as "the third wheel". The New Kings will continue to be better than everyone else. No matter who leaves tonight as the World Champion, whether it be Tony or it be Johnny, all three of us will flourish. We're the best this company, or any for that matter, has to offer.
"The Prized Gem" grins.
Danny Diamond: I'm sure a lot of you less-informed fans and, even fellow FGA wrestlers, are listening to me right now and rolling your eyes. I can assure you, I'm not just another lackluster pushover who's got far more arrogance than he's earned. I've had some ups and downs in FGA, but rest assured, you've not seen a damn thing yet. I talk about my past accomplishments a lot and, yeah, I'd say what you've done elsewhere isn't relative where you're at right now, but does that change the fact that I've done all of those things? Does that change the fact that I had the ability to win championship after championship, to break records, to get inducted into the XWA Hall of Fame? No. Yeah, I'll admit it. It's been a downhill slope for me ever since XWA closed. Why that is, I'm not sure, but it ends now. With two of the best by my side, that Danny Diamond who went sixty minutes with his best friend, that Danny Diamond who held 2WWF's LionHeart Championship longer than anyone else, that Danny Diamond who was better than the rest is back. Fuck this mediocrity I've been wallowing in. I'm better than that and I'm better than you. See you in Texas.
Following his hint that he'll be at the next Vertigo, taking place in Amarillo, Texas, Danny winks at the camera and walks off.
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Post by FGA Office on Jun 26, 2016 3:19:43 GMT -5
GRUDGE MATCH
Izzy Anders vs. Dom Harter The opening guitar of “Key Entity Extraction V: Sentry the Defiant” by Coheed and Cambria settles the crowd. Boos flood the arena, the hatred towards Izzy Anders radiating in full bloom. 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: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a grudge match. Introducing first, from Cape Breton, Nova Scotia … 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. The camera catches bandages binded around her abdomen. 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 lowers down to the mat, eyeing the entranceway with hollow, cold eyes. Kris Cruise: There she is Stephy; the woman who injured Dom Harter six months ago at Final Frontier, the most dominant FGA Mid-Atlantic Legacy champion in history, and the woman who tonight is looking to end the illustrious career of the Tenacious Little Bastard once and for all. Stephy Auger: You hit the nail on the head there, Kris. Ever since Izzy won the Mid-Atlantic Legacy title last Summer she tore through any and all competitors that were put in her way. But still some people saw her as weak, and a easy target. Kris Cruise: I’m not sure if anybody ever saw her as an easy target. Stephy Auger: Dom Harter did. He watched as Izzy took that belt from Noelle Smith. As she defended it against Camellia D. Magna, and Fujiko Mine. As she made it to the semi-finals of the Frontier Lions Cup. And still he felt the need to sneak attack her. To torment her. To make her life hell. And he paid for that at Final Frontier, Cruise. Now tonight she finishes the job. J.A. Aldridge: And her opponent... For just about the first time in six months the opening chords of “Low Self Opinion” begin to play throughout the arena. Almost immediately a chorus of cheers can be heard, but it’s followed soon after by an equal measure of boos as the lights go out. A single spotlight shining down at the top of the aisle. J.A. Aldridge: Hailing from Cambridge, Ontario, Canada, weighing in at 225 pounds … He is ‘THE TENACIOUS LITTLE BASTARD’ DOM HARTER! Dom Harter steps out from behind the curtain, throwing his arms out to either side as he soaks in the reaction from the crowd. Even with the unfamiliar sound of cheers ringing in his ears he has the ever familiar crooked grin plastered on his face as he begins to stride down the aisle. Harter climbs up the ring steps and steps in through the middle rope; once inside the squared circle, Harter climbs up to the middle rope, posing for the fans. Kris Cruise: A mixed reaction for The Tenacious Little Bastard here. But some of the FGA fans are happy to see him back in action after that dislocated shoulder put him out last year. Stephy Auger: When he failed to complete the Grand Slam. And now, over the last few weeks, we’ve seen him hanging around Annie Dupree and Molly Reid, staking his claim to another title shot. But first he has to survive this match. Kris Cruise: The last time these two met was a backstage altercation two weeks ago, when Dom and two mystery attackers got the better of Izzy. But that only served to rile her up - then he created a distraction to try to cost her the handicap match against Zero McHannon. And right now I don’t envy Dom Harter. Stephy Auger: He’s coming into this match as the underdog, Kris. And that’s something he probably never expected. Does he have what it takes to overcome these odds? We’ll find out soon enough. Harter steps off the middle rope, removing his leather jacket before throwing it out into the crowd. A young screaming female catches it, but Dom has already turned his attention towards The Dreamkiller as both competitors remain in their corners. The bell sounds to start the match, and that’s when they finally emerge from the corners, heading towards the center of the ring. Neither Dom nor Izzy remove their stare from the other. Kris Cruise: You can cut the tension in here with a knife right now, Stephy. These two have been waiting for this match for months, and it’s finally here. It’s happening! Harter starts running his mouth, but Izzy continues glaring at her opponent before she throws the first shot; a stiff forearm to the face has Dom reeling, but he lashes out with a knife edge chop to the chest. The slap echoes throughout the arena, but Izzy shrugs it off and lands another forearm to the face before Harter goes high with a forearm shot of his own. The two of them soon start brawling, firing off forearm after forearm as Harter begins to gain the upper hand, backing Anders into a corner. But Izzy ducks a shot and dives around the back; Dom spins around in time to catch some shots to the face, knocking him back into the corner as Izzy continues wailing away at him. Harter has his arms up to block most of the shots before the referee thinks to step in. The official pushes Izzy back a step, but the momentary distraction is all Dom needs to rush out of the corner with a double leg takedown! Kris Cruise: Neither competitor able to gain a clear advantage just yet, but these shots they’re throwing have some venom behind them. Stephy Auger: You said it yourself, Kris, there’s some serious bad blood going into this match. This isn’t going to be one for the faint of heart. Izzy kicks her opponent away and both of them scramble to get back to their feet. Anders lashes out with a shoot kick towards the shoulder, catching Dom on the joint. It’s enough to slow him down, allowing Izzy to hit an arm drag. She keeps hold of the arm, transitioning into an armbar as she targets the injured limb. But Harter’s already fighting the hold; he ignores the nearby ropes and rolls through to his feet, rushing his opponent as he tackles Izzy back into the turnbuckles! She lets out a pained yell as Harter thrusts the shoulder into her midsection several times, before switching his offense to knife edge chops. An Irish whip ensues as Harter sends his opponent from pillar to post. Izzy hits the far turnbuckle with pace, slamming back against it as Dom charges in after her with a running jumping double knee strike! His fans cheer at the familiar sight as The Tenacious Little Bastard roars with vigor! He runs in, but this time Izzy gets her boot up! She slams it right into Dom’s face, causing him to stagger back. Izzy runs out of the corner, hitting a Lou Thesz press as she begins to rain down rights and lefts! Stephy Auger: Can you feel the intensity behind each of those shots, Kris? This time it’s Dom’s turn to kick his opponent away as both competitors scramble to get back to their feet again. Harter somehow manages to get up first as he rushes Izzy, only to find The Dreamkiller drops down, pulling the top rope with her as Harter tumbles all the way to the outside. Anders wastes no time in following him as she rolls out under the bottom rope, grabbing Dom up off the floor and whipping him towards the guard rail. Harter hits the steel hard, yelling out in pain as Izzy stalks him; she slams him head first into the rail, causing Dom to stagger away in a daze. But Izzy has a hold of his left arm. In a flash she hops over the guardrail into the front row, bring Dom’s arm down across the steel! The sadistic smirk appears on Izzy’s face, and not for the first time as she watches her opponent fall to the floor clutching at his surgically repaired shoulder. She steps back over the guardrail, ignoring the booing fans, as she lays the boots into that joint. Kris Cruise: Izzy targeting that arm, as you would expect. We know Dom’s had surgery on it, and has been medically cleared to compete. But that’s still got to be very painful for him. Stephy Auger: That’s why she’s doing, Kris. And with the referee seemingly being relaxed on the count out here, she can take her time dissecting Dom Harter. Anders drags her opponent up to his feet again, applying an arm wrench as she moves towards the ring post. She wraps Dom’s arm around the post, and again he yells out in pain as he falls to his knees. But Izzy doesn’t relent; The Dreamkiller fires off some machine gun punches to the shoulder. The referee intervenes, asking for the match to be brought back into the ring, so Izzy rolls her opponent in under the bottom rope, leaving his head hanging over the apron before she drives an elbow down across Dom’s forehead. She slides back into the ring and covers. ONE! . . TWO! But Dom kicks out with ease. Unrelenting, Izzy stomps at the shoulder some more before she drags Dom back to his feet again. An Irish whip sends The Tenacious Little Bastard towards the corner. She wraps his arm around the top rope, applying pressure to the shoulder again as Dom fires off several shots to the face to try and break the hold. Kris Cruise: Harter fighting back here. The fifth punch connects and Izzy stumbles away clutching at her eye; Harter rubs his sore shoulder as he waits for his opponent to turn around, only to find himself surprised by her pace. Izzy charges back into the corner with a running European uppercut, catching Dom flush. Another Irish whip sends Harter from pillar to post as Izzy runs in after him with another European uppercut - NO! This time Harter dives out of harm’s way as Anders slams into the turnbuckle! A small pop from the crowd as Dom hits the ropes for momentum, coming back with a lariat that knocks Izzy down! Kris Cruise: Nobody home for that uppercut, and Izzy could be in trouble here. Stephy Auger: She just needs to neutralize that arm, Kris. Otherwise as the old adage goes, Harter hits harder. And Izzy doesn’t want to be on the receiving end of that. Izzy clambers back to a vertical base, but another lariat connects to knock her right back down. She climbs up again, but a scoop slam sends her crashing back against the mat. Izzy clutches at her back as Dom drags her back to her up to her feet, and backs her her into the corner, whereupon he starts to stomp a mudhole in the midsection of Izzy Anders! The fans cheering as the former Mid-Atlantic Legacy champion loses her footing, falling to a seated position as Dom springboards off the bottom rope for a dropkick! He drags Izzy out of the corner and hooks a leg. ONE! . . TWO! . . Izzy kicks out. Undeterred, Harter assumes a mounted position astride his opponent’s chest as he begins to fire off some right hands of his own. The referee intervenes, dragging him off after a while; Dom stands back up and looks around the arena, soaking in the atmosphere as he poses with his arms outstretched. As he goes to lift Izzy back to her feet, however, he finds himself on the receiving end of a rake to the eyes. Stephy Auger: Before you say anything, Kris, just remember how many times Dom Harter has done similar in that situation. The Tenacious Little Bastard staggers backwards, allowing Izzy the opportunity to get back to her feet. But as she runs at her opponent, Dom catches her with a powerslam! She bounces off the mat once more, all 225 pounds of her opponent crashing down on top of her as Dom covers once more. ONE! . . TWO! . . Izzy kicks out! Kris Cruise: Dom trying to end this one early, but Izzy won’t give in just yet. Stephy Auger: It’s going to take more than that to end this match, Kris. One of these competitors will likely be stretchered out of here tonight if their previous match is anything to go by. Harter stands back up, bringing his opponent with him as Izzy fires off a punch to the gut. And another one. Two more and she’s got Dom reeling; Izzy manages to stand up and catch her opponent with a jawbreaker, sending Dom staggering back against the ropes. A quick step up enzuigiri catches Dom by surprise, and sends him out through the ropes onto the apron. Anders climbs out of the ring after him, standing a few steps away as she runs at him with a Yakuza kick - NO! Dom snaps off a superkick to counter! Not the best connection, however, as Izzy remains standing; she holds onto the top rope for good measure, but the opening is all Dom needs to position himself behind Izzy for the boobplex! Stephy Auger: He stole her move - well Fujiko’s move! Kris Cruise: A fair trade for Izzy stealing Spin The Black Circle, but a boobplex on the ring apron! Izzy might be out of it here. Anders rolls off the apron, down to the floor below as the crowd watch on in near horror. Dom climbs down after her, rolling Izzy back into the ring before following and going for the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . THR-NO! Anders gets the shoulder up at the last second, and Harter looks disappointed. He tends to his shoulder as he stands back up, bringing Izzy with him. A quick toe kick has the former Mid-Atlantic Legacy champion doubled over as Dom hits the ropes for momentum, coming back with a running knee lift to the face. Its sends Izzy right back down to the mat as Harter stands over her, a boot placed across the throat as he glares down. The referee starts the count, forcing Dom to break the choke at the count of four. So instead The Tenacious Little Bastard stomps at his foe, shouting down at her, asking Izzy if this is what she wanted. But The Dreamkiller doesn’t respond verbally; she just smirks up at Dom as he continues to stomp away. Finally he drags her back to her feet and sends her towards the corner with an Irish whip, following in a knee lift to the gut. Izzy slumps down in the corner, holding her ribs in pain as Dom takes a run up. She stands back up in time to see Harter charging in with a spear! Stephy Auger: Nobody home! Izzy dives out of the way, and Dom Harter hits the steel post shoulder first! He remains there for a few moments, stuck on the middle rope as Izzy sits up and cackles. She climbs out onto the apron again, positioning herself so she can kick the shoulder repeatedly before Dom can manage to free himself. The damage appears to be done, however, as The Tenacious Little Bastard slumps down in the corner. Anders is on him as quick as she can, targeting that shoulder with her stomps. The fans boo louder as Izzy drags Dom back to his feet with an arm wrench, using that position to drop several elbows down across the shoulder, all before switching it up for a double knee armbreaker. Harter rolls away in pain, holding that arm as Izzy kneels over him, that sick smirk on her face again. As he gets back to his feet though, Izzy is already up and waiting for him. With a hard kick to the front of the knee she takes Harter down before setting off against the ropes, coming back with a vicious kick to the head! She drops down for the cover. Kris Cruise: Izzy connects with the Headhunter! This could be it. ONE! . . TWO! . . Harter kicks out! Stephy Auger: He’s just prolonging his agony, Kris. Izzy is in full control here and she’s going to make Harter pay. Izzy glares at the referee in frustration, but goes right back to the job at hand. An Irish whip sends Harter towards the corner before Izzy charges in after him, only to get caught by a boot to the face! She staggers back a few steps as Harter composes himself. He runs at her with a lariat, but Izzy ducks and catches the arm, bringing Harter in close for a knee lift, before dropping him with Spin The Black Circle! Anders cackles again as she rolls Dom over for the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . THR-NOO! Kris Cruise: Another kickout by Dom, this time after the Spin The Black Circle! Stephy Auger: I thought that was going to be it, but he is tenacious after all. Izzy’s going to have to take this up a notch. Anders pounds the mat in anger, yelling at the referee. But he maintains it was only a two count. Her blood boiling now, Izzy slides out of the ring, dragging her opponent out after her. Harter lands on his feet as Izzy grabs him by the head, taking him towards the guardrail again. Despite protests from the referee, Izzy takes a chair from a crowd member and sets it up in the corner of the ringside area, before slamming Dom face first into the guardrail and sitting him down. Izzy takes a few steps back and points to the woman who caught Dom’s jacket during the entrance, telling her “this one’s for you” before charging in with the Yakuza kick! Harter’s head bounces back before he falls off the chair, slumping to the floor. The crowd booing as Izzy stomps at the head and shoulder some more, propping Dom’s arm up against the ring post for added pain. The Tenacious Little Bastard is in trouble as Izzy applies another arm bar on the outside, torquing that shoulder as much as she can. Kris Cruise: She can’t win this match on the outside, Stephy. Right now Izzy Anders is just out to inflict as much damage as possible. Harter is yelling out in pain, but still the arm bar remains locked in for a further fifteen seconds. Finally Izzy releases the hold as the referee tells her to bring the match back inside the ring. But she refuses. Instead Izzy tells Harter he’s about to get a reminder of the past as she slaps the back of his head; she lifts him up to a kneeling position before applying a triangle choke hold! Stephy Auger: A triangle choke hold applied! That’s the same move Mia Scott once used to defeat Dom Harter at last year’s Gold Rush Rumble. Kris Cruise: Izzy taking a page out of the former Pride Champion’s playbook as she looks to choke the life out of Dom Harter here. Izzy has the hold locked in tight; she’s screaming at her opponent, telling him “it’ll all be over soon” … but Harter doesn’t go quietly into the night. The choke applied, his left arm torqued, but still The Tenacious Little Bastard fights. He gets up to his knees; the crowd urging him to fight it as Izzy keeps the hold applied. Harter manages to get to his feet and lift Izzy up, before dropping her to the floor! She yells in pain, but keeps the hold locked in as Harter is fading. The referee tells her again that if it’s outside of the ring he can’t count it, but Izzy keeps the hold locked in as Dom battles back to his feet a second time. He tries desperately to lift Izzy up, but can’t quite manage the same height as before - so he swings her towards the ring post! A sickening clang echoes throughout the arena as Izzy is slammed into the steel post head first, forcing her to release the hold! Kris Cruise: Oh, I felt that one from here. What impact against the steel ring post there. Harter slumps into a heap, gasping for breath as Izzy rolls away in pain, clutching at her face. As she finally moves her hand the cut above her eye becomes visible. Stephy Auger: She’s busted open, Kris. And Izzy doesn’t take that lightly. She forces herself back to her feet, albeit unsteadily, as the adrenaline and the anger take over. Several stomps to Harter’s head and shoulders don’t seem to suffice, so Izzy switches her tactics. She tears up the nearest mat, revealing the exposed concrete beneath it; the crowd boo and jeer as The Dreamkiller drags her opponent up to his feet, placing him in a standing headscissors. Izzy hooks her arms and goes for a piledriver, but Harter blocks it. She tries again, but Harter fights it off again, before finally countering with a back body drop! Anders lands hard on the outside, although she lands on a protective mat! The crowd pop as Harter props himself up on the ring apron. Still gasping for breath, still holding his shoulder in agony, but he’s moving back towards a vertical base. The bloodied Izzy is slow back to her feet as the uses the rail to pick herself back up. The adrenaline still surging as she runs at Harter, only for him to sidestep, and send Izzy headlong into the ring post again! She slumps to her knees, but Harter grabs her and drags Izzy away, before delivering a powerbomb across the ring apron! Kris Cruise: What a powerbomb! Izzy falls to the floor again, clutching at her back as Harter takes a moment to catch his breath. At the referee’s insistence, he finally rolls Izzy back into the ring before following her in and going for the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . TH-NO! Izzy kicks out. Harter shouts out in frustration, but drags Izzy back to her feet once again. A knee lift doubles The Dreamkiller over before Dom hooks her leg, and delivers a fisherman buster! He floats over into a cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . THR-NOO! Stephy Auger: Another kick out, Kris. Izzy Anders won’t give in, not tonight. Not against Dom Harter. Kris Cruise: Tremendous resilience from both competitors here. This is the sort of match these fans want to see, where both competitors are giving it everything they have. Harter drags his opponent to her feet once more, firing off a couple of hard rights before an Irish whip sends Izzy against the ropes. Dom lowers his head for the back body drop, but Izzy has the wherewithal to counter with a boot to the face. Then another kick. And another, before she launches into a desperate rendition of Dirty Dancin’! The move finishes as Izzy launches herself up with a 540 kick! Stephy Auger: Capetown Sunset connects! This has to be it! Dom collapses to the mat just after Izzy does the same, and she looks over towards him. Slowly, she drags herself across towards her fallen opponent. Izzy drapes an arm across the chest. ONE! . . TWO! . . THRE-NOOO! The crowd explode as Dom gets the shoulder up at the last possible second! Izzy looks towards the referee who’s holding up two fingers to explain the decision. The anger is evident on her face as Izzy moves towards the ropes, using them to pick herself up again. She’s shaking, holding her ribs and midsection as the blood continues to flow from that cut above her eye. But she’s glaring at The Tenacious Little Bastard as he picks himself him in the center of the ring. Mustering up the last of her energy, Izzy charges in - NO! Dom catches her with a knee lift to the midsection! Kris Cruise: What does he have in mind here? He asks as Dom grabs Izzy in a pumphandle position, planting her head first into the mat with Goodnight to the World! The crowd are on their feet as Harter rolls over and hooks the leg. ONE! . . TWO! . . THREE-NOOOO! Stephy Auger: She kicked out! Izzy kicked out after Goodnight to the World! Kris Cruise: And Dom is probably wondering what he has to do to put her away right now. But Izzy Anders won’t quit, like you said before. She doesn’t want to give Dom the satisfaction. Harter sits up in shock, but the referee assures him it wasn’t a three count. The Tenacious Little Bastard forces himself back to his feet, arguing with the referee about that fall when he notices something behind him. Izzy begins to make it to her feet, blood spilling onto the mat as she did. Her eyes stare daggers at Dom, who looks somewhere between confused, worried, and angry. Anders puts up a sloppy, tired fighting stance. Her body convulses from the amount of damage dealt to her. She bites her lip as she tries to stay on her feet. She throws punches into the air, which validates the blood had rendered her blind. The crowd goes quiet as the furious noises of Izzy Anders echo throughout the arena. Harter takes a step forward, which allows Izzy to strike him with a punch, yet it hit him with such little power that he didn’t budge. She keeps striking him, but stumbles to the mat. The referee comes up to Izzy, trying to get her to back off, but Izzy shoves her away. Harter takes another step forward, catching another weak punch. The punches keep coming, but they continuing to get weaker as Anders keeps throwing them. Izzy’s blood starts to shudder again, but it comes from her seething. Her punches fall into open-handed slaps. The camera feed picks up the audible crying and screaming of the former Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion. “F**K YOU, HARTER,” she screams throughout her tired striking. They hardly hit their mark, hitting them in the neck, the previously injured shoulder, and eventually, his chest. She hits faintly on his chest, leaving bloodstains on them. “F**k you, Harter,” she says again, before raising her head up. Despite the bloody and beaten nature, her face exclaims her defiance. She spits blood at him, but like the strikes, it hardly bothers him. He drags his hand down his face calmly, removing the blood from his visage. His eyes rest upon his enemy. She throws one more slap, but Harter catches it. He pulls her down and sets her up for Silent Machine. He shakes his head once before dropping Izzy with it. He covers her with ease and the referee follows. The crowd counts with the referee as the hand falls. ONE! . . TWO! . . THREE!!! J.A. Aldridge: Here is your winner, DOM HARTER! Kris Cruise: That did it, and Dom Harter has finally beaten Izzy Anders! Stephy Auger: No! It’s a travesty, Kris; after everything he put her through, after everything he did to her - he doesn’t deserve to win tonight. Kris Cruise: Maybe not in your eyes, but both competitors put everything they had into this match. It’s just Dom Harter who had that bit extra. The referee helps Harter back to his feet, raising his arm in victory as the crowd mostly cheer the result. The Tenacious Little Bastard climbs up to the middle rope, posing with his right arm raised in triumph as he soaks in the applause, all the while also acknowledging the boos. But he exits the ring and heads backstage, leaving Izzy down in the ring. |
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Post by FGA Office on Jun 26, 2016 3:20:35 GMT -5
We go backstage to find one Fujiko Mine doing the splits across a pair of production boxes. She is wearing one of her black initialed hoodies, which is oversized enough to cover most of her attire. Still, it’s clear that part of her attire is black for the evening. She has her eyes lightly shut, and seems to be focused on her balance. She seems like she's in a state of meditation. The camera pans over slightly to see Spencer Burke approach.
Spencer Burke: Fujiko, if you don’t mind; I’d like to get a word from you…
Fujiko doesn’t move, minus a slight smile and a sage nod in his direction. He looks at her oddly for a second, but then goes on with his questions.
Spencer Burke: You are moments away from your Pride Title match with Johnny Karma. How are you feeling knowing this is your biggest match to date?
Fujiko takes a few relaxed, deep breaths. She doesn’t open her eyes, something that unsettles Spencer a bit. Before he can verbally nudge her though, she speaks up.
Fujiko Mine: Honestly, Spence? I’m nervous. I don’t want to let my family down, I don’t want to let my friends down, and I don’t want to let my fans down. It’s been a long road to get to tonight, but despite my nerves, I am ready.
Spencer Burke: Well, what do you think about--
Fujiko waves her hand, stopping Spencer in his tracks. She takes a second, and then opens her eyes. Fujiko smiles warmly, to disarm him. She then maneuvers off the boxes, and a keen eye could spot something new added to her attire. It goes by only for a second before the lower hem of the oversized hoodie covers it up.
Fujiko Mine: Spencer, I’m done thinking. What Johnny Karma thinks is that he’s not ready to give up his spot on top of the Pride Championship mountain. He’s thinking that the outcome of this match is going to be the same as last year, that ultimately I’m going to fail in my bid to unseat him as Pride champion.
She shrugs.
Fujiko Mine: But I’m not ‘thinking’ any of that. I’m going out there, and I’m putting action to my thoughts. I’m not thinking I’m ready. I’m going to PROVE I’m ready to lead the Pride division. I’m going to PROVE that I can beat Johnny Karma. I’m going to PROVE that I don’t fear success. I’m going to PROVE myself right. No matter what anyone thinks?
She smirks at him.
Fujiko Mine: I am leaving here your brand new Pride champion, proving that I was right. And luck will have nothing to do with it.
Fujiko smiles again, and then heads past Spencer towards the ringside area.
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Post by FGA Office on Jun 26, 2016 3:24:15 GMT -5
FGA PRIDE CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
(c) Johnny Karma vs. Fujiko Mine The lights in the Jenkins Arena slowly fade to almost black. A few stagehands, also dressed in black, begin to push a platform with a drum kit out next to the stage. More stagehands come out, and set up speakers, and guitar stands. After a few moments, a full band set up takes up the space near the entranceway. A single spotlight then shines in the middle of the entranceway. A figure draped in a white japanese robe sits there crosslegged, and holds a Shamisen. Their face is covered by a white and red fox mask. A distant flute plays in the background for a second, and then the figure begins to play. It is the opening chords to “Sakura (Cherry Blossoms)”, a traditional folk song. As she does, a keen eye could spot six masked figures emerging from backstage, and making their way to the band setup. Three of them are covered in head to toe skeleton costumes, and the other three are in similar getups as the figure on the ramp. The figure begins to stand, slowly. Suddenly, the lights come on… ...and the opening to “Megitsune” is played by shrouded figures, live. Three of the figures remove their masks to reveal Suzuka Nakamoto, Yui Mizuno, and Moa Kikuchi, the three singers of Baby Metal. The crowd goes wild as they begin to play “Megitsune” live. The shrouded figure on the ramp ceases their playing, and sets the Shamisen down on the rampway. They reach up, and slowly remove their mask to reveal Fujiko Mine! She grins widely, tossing the Megitsune mask into the crowd, and then taking off the robe to reveal a black and gold version of her attire. Opposite the Brewers logo on her attire is the Baby Metal logo, which Fujiko points at before turning around and making a heart towards the band. They salute her as they continue the song. Kris Cruise: Fujiko continuing her trend of elaborate entrances here at our big events, but this has got to be the biggest one yet! She’s got Baby Metal playing her to the ring! Stephy Auger: Too bad she went to all this effort only to lose tonight! And I can’t believe all these people even know who this band is! I certainly don’t! Kris Cruise: They’re quite popular, Stephy. They’ve toured throughout the US already. And I wouldn’t be so dismissive of Fujiko tonight. She’s been gearing up for this, and could leave as the new Pride Champion! Fujiko walks back up towards the entrance, enraptured with being up near the band. She stands there, singing and dancing along with the three idols. [Inishie no otome-tachi yo Kari some no yume ni odoru Iku sen no toki o koe te Ima wo ikiru Ah... So yo itsu demo onna Wa joyu yo Kitsune ja nai! Kitsune ja nai! Otome wa megitsune!] J.A. Aldridge: Introducing first, the challenger! Now residing out of Milwaukee, Wisconsin! Weighing in at 145 pounds… she is FUJIKO MINE! She leaves them, and begins making her way down to the ring. Once she reaches ringside, Fujiko leaps onto the apron from the floor, balancing with one foot for a moment. She jumps from the apron to the top turnbuckle, and stabilizes herself a second before throwing her hands up in the air, and throwing her head back. Fans throw more blue & yellow streamers around her, which are quickly removed by ringside personnel. Fujiko points at the Babymetal logo on her attire, then hops down. She moves to the center of the ring, but then moves to the ropes. Reaching them, she leans her back into the middle rope, using it and her legs to keep her leaning. She holds onto this pose as a gold spotlight focuses on her for a moment before returning to normal. She then stretches, ready to start the match. The arena lights flash in a myriad of different colours in time with John Bonham's quite remarkably epic drum intro that is filling the arena, and just as it reaches a crescendo Cherry Baum emerges at the top of the ramp, standing to one side to introduce the reigning Pride Champion, the man they call Johnny Karma, to the Frontier Wrestling Arts fanbase - and out he comes, Pride Championship title belt slung over his shoulder, as he walks out onto the ramp before coming to a halt and uses a couple of fingers to blow a kiss to the fans As he and Cherry begin to walk down the ramp, Karma chats and waves to the fans who have paid to see Him do His thing tonight, while also talking some last minute preparation with Cherry as they get ever closer to the ring. J.A. Aldridge: And her opponent, being accompanied to the ring by Cherry Baum! From Queens, New York! Weighing in at 233 pounds! He is the reigning… defending… FGA Pride Champion… JOHNNY KARMA! As the pair reach ringside, Cherry quickly climbs onto the ring apron and sits on the middle rope to hold it open, as Karma climbs the ring steps and walks along the apron, turning to face His audience and slowly raising an arm before raising his index finger to let everyone know that He is #1, before he steps through the ropes into His ring. Once inside His ring, Karma unzips his ring jacket before he climbs onto the nearest turnbuckle and lifts the Pride Championship belt high above his head, pointing to himself as he holds it high, looking out over His crowd and nodding in acknowledgment. If it keeps on rainin', levee's goin' to break
If it keeps on rainin', levee's goin' to break
When The Levee Breaks I'll have no place to stay Once he climbs down from the turnbuckles, Karma crosses the ring and climbs onto the opposite turnbuckle to salute His followers Mean old levee taught me to weep and moan
Mean old levee taught me to weep and moan
It's got what it takes to make a mountain man leave his home
Oh well, oh well, oh well Climbing down once again, Karma saunters towards the centre of the ring and raises the title belt above his head. Kris Cruise: Johnny Karma finally recaptured the Pride Championship a little over three months ago when he defeated Sunshine Scandalous Tony Carmine. But ever since then, it seems like his focus has been more or less on The New Kings. Stephy Auger: Well, if I was getting jumped repeatedly by them, I’d probably feel some type of way about The New Kings, too. But maybe you’re right. Maybe Fujiko’s right, too. Maybe Karma’s taken his eye off the prize and is more concerned with overthrowing the Kings than the championship around his waist. If that’s the case, then Fujiko will gladly slide that championship right over towards her. The ref brings both Karma and Fujiko to the center of the ring. While he’s going over the Pride Rules with them, the rules flash on the screen for those at home. They then shake hands before heading into their respective corners. 1) No closed fists to the head. Pokes, gouges, rakes and other illegal strikes to the eyes are also prohibited. Failure to follow these rules will result in a warning, then a rope break being taken away. However, slaps, chops and kicks to the head are all legal.
2) Grapplers are allowed three rope breaks per match. If all three rope breaks are used, then a pinfall or submission cannot be broken up by a rope break.
3) Grapplers, no matter how much animosity is between them, must shake hands at the start of the match or be charged a rope break.
4) Finally, all "Pride Rules" matches will be contested in Best 2 out of 3 Falls matches. The bell sounds as both grapplers circling the ring before locking up. After jockeying for position, Karma uses his strength advantage to move Fujiko into the ropes. It’s there that the ref gives them until the count of five to break it up. Ref: ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR… Both grapplers make a clean break. Karma then steps back towards the center of the ring, giving Fujiko the room to exit the corner. Fujiko does so before circling the ring. She then sizes Karma up before heading back over for a lock up. Both grapplers continue to jockey for position. But again, it’s Karma that gains the advantage. This time, he moves Fujiko over towards the ropes. But at the last second, she pivots, switching places with Karma before pressing him up against the ropes. The ref gives them the count of five to break it up. Ref: ONE… TWO… THREE… FOUR… Both grapplers make a clean break. Fujiko steps back towards the center of the ring, giving Karma the room he needs to make his way off the ropes. Karma then cracks his neck before moving away from the ropes. He circles the ring before inching his way back over towards Fujiko. He then steps back before calling for a test of strength. Fujiko doesn’t have to look out to the crowd to get an opinion. She willingly reaches up and locks her right hand with his left. The two grapplers lock their free hands before thrusting chest-first into each other. After jockeying for position, it’s Karma that slowly moves Fujiko down towards the canvas. But instead of her back being pressed flat against the canvas, Fujiko bends her knees and bridges back as the top of her head rests on the canvas. After letting out a grunt, she slowly bridges back up to a vertical base, hops onto Karma’s thighs and delivers a monkey flip to cheers from the crowd. Fujiko quick turns around and meets Karma face to face as he spins around on his knee. Kris Cruise: Neither grappler has been able to really gain an advantage thus far. Stephy Auger: Maybe that’s because they’re holding back. We both know of the journey that these two have been on, from enemies to friends, I suppose. But at the end of the day, a championship is on the line. I don’t care how much respect they have for each other now. You-know-what’s going to hit the fan sooner or later in this one. Both grapplers step back, return to a vertical base and circle the ring. The two then slowly inch back over towards each other and lock up. It’s here that Fujiko gains the advantage with a side headlock. She really cranks on the hold while Karma can be heard grunting. The ref asks him if he wants to give up. But he refuses. So she brings him down with a side headlock takeover. Karma then reaches up with his legs and reverses into a headscissors. But Fujiko doesn't stay locked down for long as she’s able to escape via kip up. After Karma scrambles back to his feet, he’s placed in yet another side headlock. He tries to shove Fujiko off of him. But she quickly drops down to a knee before shaking her head. The ref gets down and asks Karma if he wants to give up. But he refuses. After battling his way back to his feet, Karma slowly slips out from behind and reverses into a hammerlock. It’s there that he quickly spins Fujiko around before planting her with Instant Karma. The crowd cheers as he makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Fujiko kicks out before immediately rolling over towards the ropes. Fujiko slowly pulls herself up using the ropes. After shaking out the cobwebs, she makes her way off the ropes and circles the ring. The two grapplers size each other up before marching towards the center of the ring and locking up. After jockeying for position, Fujiko begins to move Karma across the ring. But Karma puts on the brakes. He then begins to muscle Fujiko back in the opposite direction. That is, until she puts on the brakes. Fujiko then quickly ducks under, goes behind Karma and applies a waist lock. But the hold doesn't stay applied for long as Karma reaches down, pries her hands from around his waist and reverses into an arm wrench. The ref asks Fujiko if she wants to give up. But she refuses. She then rolls forward, leans back and kips up. But before she can follow up, Karma wrenches her arm again. He then delivers a hard tug of the arm before wrenching it again. The ref sees Fujiko wincing and asks her if she wants to give up. But she refuses. So Karma decide to delivers an arm wrench so hard that it sends Fujiko flipping down to the canvas. He then goes to grab her legs, but she counters with a kip up headscissors takeover. After Karma gets up to his feet and turns around, Fujiko runs over and connects with a front dropkick, which knocks him through the ropes and to the floor. As Karma tries to return to a vertical base, Fujiko takes off into the ropes. When she returns, she runs across the ring before motioning for a dive to the outside. But Karma wisely scurries out of the way, forcing Fujiko to swing through the rope and land back in the ring with a tiger feint kick. She then crouches down as she looks at Karma. She holds up her thumb and index finger and keeps about an inch gap between them. Karma looks right back at her and nods. Kris Cruise: Fujiko’s letting Karma know just how close he was to getting hit. Stephy Auger: You think he appreciates that, Cruise? Karma circles the ring before climbing back up the steps. He wipes his feet off on the apron before stepping back into the ring. The two grapplers then circling the ring before locking up. This time, Karma gains the advantage with a side headlock. Fujiko slowly slips out and reverses into a hammerlock. But Karma’s able to lean forward and reverse into another hammerlock of his own. But before he can spin her around for another Instant Karma, she reaches back, grabs Karma with her free hand and counters with a jumping snapmare takeover. As Karma turns over and returns to his feet, Fujiko takes off into the ropes. When she comes back, Karma knocks her down with a standing shoulder block to the left arm he tried working over before. As he runs into another set of ropes, Fujiko kips up. When he returns, Fujiko leap frogs over him. Karma continues to run into the ropes. When he returns, Fujiko (without turning around) leap frogs over him again. Karma continues to run into the ropes. When he returns, Fujiko throws out a running clothesline. But Karma ducks, sending both grapplers in opposite sets of ropes. When they return, Fujiko knocks him down with a dropkick. Karma returns to his feet, but Fujiko returns him to the mat with another dropkick. When Karma gets back to his feet, Fujiko runs over and brings him down with a tilt-a-whirl headscissors takeover. She makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Karma kicks out. Fujiko picks up Karma and wrenches his arm. When Karma refuses to quit, she returns the favor with a tug of the arm. She goes to wrench the arm again, but she’s met with a boot to the midsection. Karma then brings her down to the canvas with a side headlock takeover. Fujiko reaches up and reverses into a headscissors. But Karma’s able to escape via kip up. After Fujiko returns to her feet, Karma throws out a clothesline. But Fujiko ducks. When he turns around, Fujiko brings him down with a side headlock takeover. Karma’s able to reverse into a headscissors. Fujiko then goes to escape with a kip up. But she’s blocked. After a few seconds, she goes for another kip up. But again, she’s blocked as Karma keeps his legs wrapped tightly around her neck. Karma then slaps his thigh before squeezing as hard as he can. The ref kneels down and asks her if she wants to give up. But Fujiko refuses. After stirring on the canvas, Fujiko slowly turns over onto her knees. From there, she places her palms down on the canvas before performing a headstand. She then pushes herself out of the headscissors, lands on her feet and follows up with a dropkick to the face. The crowd cheers as she makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Karma kicks out. Fujiko picks up Karma, moves him into the corner and unleashes a knife edge chop. But Karma ss quick to take Fujiko, toss her into the corner and deliver a knife edge chop of his own. Fujiko comes back with a chop. Karma fires right back with a chop of his own. Fujiko then nails him with another chop. But Karma comes right back with yet another chop of his own. The crowd cheers as the two trade knife edge chops over the next 15 seconds. Stephy Auger: It’s lit now, Cruise! Karma then grabs Fujiko and whips her into the opposite corner. He runs across the ring, but Fujiko nails him with a back elbow to the face. After stumbling back, Karma runs right back into the corner. This time, Fujiko nails him with a boot to the face. After stumbling back, Karma runs right back into the corner. Fujiko goes for another boot to the face. But Karma puts on the brakes and catches her foot. He then goes to yank Fujiko out of the corner. But Fujiko counters with a headscissors takeover. After Karma returns to his feet, Fujiko grabs him and whips him into the ropes. When he returns, she sets up for a back body drop. But Karma stops, grabs her, turns and drops her with the Bum Trip. The crowd cheers as he makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Fujiko kicks out. Karma picks up Fujiko, moves her into the corner and unleashes a series of knife edge chops that echo throughout the arena. He then takes Fujiko and whips her into the opposite corner. Karma runs across the ring and goes for the NYC Uppercut. But Fujiko slips through the ropes at the last second, causing Karma to crash into the corner. While Karma stumbles back, Fujiko knocks him down with a springboard dropkick. She makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Karma gets his shoulder up. Kris Cruise: Fujiko nearly got the first fall there. While this match hasn’t gotten dirty, we’ve definitely seen a shift from mat based wrestling to high impact moves. Fujiko picks up Karma and nails him with a chop before sending him into the ropes. She goes for a flipping dropkick. But she does so too early, which allows Karma to avoid the move by hooking his arms on the top rope. However, Fujiko’s able to land safely on her feet. She then runs over towards the ropes. But Karma dips his shoulder before dumping her over the top rope and to the floor. Karma then goes to run into the far ropes. But Fujiko, who landed safely on her feet, yanks him down face-first to the canvas. While Karma gets up on all fours, Fujiko climbs up onto the apron, springboards onto the top rope and flattens him on the canvas with a diving double foot stomp to the back to cheers from the crowd. She turns him over and makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Karma gets his foot on the bottom rope. Stephy Auger: That’s one rope break gone for Karma! Fujiko picks up Karma, moves him into the corner and delivers a series of chops of her own. She then takes Karma and whips him into the opposite corner. She runs across the ring and connects with a corner dropkick. She then takes Karma and whips him back into the previous corner. Fujiko charges across the ring before connecting with a spinning heel kick. After Karma crumbles from out of the corner and rolls onto his back, Fujiko steps through the ropes before climbing up to the top turnbuckle. From there, Fujiko leaps off and goes for a diving double foot stomp. But Karma rolls out of the way. After Fujiko lands on her feet, her momentum sends her rolling forward. After she rolls up to her feet and turns around, Karma throws out Check Your Chiclets. But Fujiko’s able to catch his foot. She then spins him around. When Karma comes back, she goes to knock him down with a clothesline. But Karma catches her left arm and counters with a single arm DDT. Kris Cruise: Karma just DDT’d the arm that he was working over earlier on? Stephy Auger: You think he’s going to go after it? I mean REALLY go after it? As Karma returns to his feet, he turns around and see Fujiko on her back as she clutches her left arm. Karma then circles the ring before delivering a stomp to her left thigh, followed by the left shin. He then stomps down on the right shin, followed by the right thing. Karma heads up, delivering a stomp to the right bicep, then the chest. With one body part left, Karma looks out to the crowd. He then looks down at Fujiko before delivering those Karmic Stomps to the left arm over and over again. Kris Cruise: Karma’s stomping away on the arm of Fujiko Mine! Karma lunges down, swoops up Fujiko and throws her down with a hammerlock scoop slam. He reaches down, yanks up Fujiko and throws her down with another hammerlock scoop slam. The Pride Champ reaches down, pulls up Fujiko and gives her a third hammerlock scoop slam for good measure. Stephy Auger: Look at him go after the arm, Cruise! He may respect Fujiko. But he’s not about to leave this arena without the championship. He’s going to do everything he can to retain his title and if that means getting rough with her and taking out a limb, so be it! Karma drops down and makes the cover, pressing the right wrist down on the canvas. ONE! . . TWO! . . Fujiko groans as she raises her left shoulder up. Karma brings Fujiko back to a vertical base before delivering a hammerlock suplex to cheers from the crowd. Kris Cruise: Dynamite Karma from the Pride Champion! Karma turns over and makes the cover. Again, he presses the right wrist down against the canvas. ONE! . . TWO! . . Fujiko groans as she raises her left shoulder up. Kris Cruise: Notice how he’s forcing Fujiko to have to use her hurt arm to break up the pin. Karma picks up Fujiko, brings her over towards the ropes and delivers Dynamite Karma for a second time. He turns over and makes the cover. This time, without pressing down on her right wrist. ONE! . . TWO! . . Fujiko gets her foot on the bottom rope. Stephy Auger: Now that’s one rope break gone for Fujiko as well. Karma picks up Fujiko, heads into the corner and lifts her up. After sitting her down backwards on the top turnbuckle, Karma climbs up onto the middle ropes. He then takes Fujiko’s left arm and hammerlocks it. Stephy Auger: You don’t think… do you? Kris Cruise: He could be... Karma lifts up Fujiko and falls back, delivering a hammerlock belly to back superplex to cheers from the crowd. Fujiko immediately curls up as she clutches her left arm. Kris Cruise: That arm might be seriously hurt, Cruise. Karma turns over onto his knees and sees the pain that she’s in. But he keeps on attacking anyway. He heads over, reaches down and slowly pulls her back to her feet by the back of her tights. He then latches onto her before prying her left arm free. After hooking his arm around her left, he reaches over with his left arm and places it around her neck, applying a crossface chickenwing. Kris Cruise: Johnny Karma with Deep Karma! He’s got Deep Karma applied! The ref asks Fujiko if she wants to give up. But she refuses to quit. So Karma cinches in the hold, causing Fujiko to groan in pain. The ref checks back in with her and asks if she wants to give up. When she refuses, Karma begins to swing her from side to side. Stephy Auger: Karma’s working hard for that submission, Cruise! Look at him flinging her around! Fujiko’s trying to feed off the chants from the crowd. But they’re doing very little to help loosen Karma’s grip. The ref checks back in and asks her if she wants to give up. When she refuses to quit, Karma pulls her down to the canvas and locks his legs around her waist. Stephy Auger: She’s got nowhere to go now! Fujiko moans as she winces in pain. The ref kneels down and asks her if she wants to give up. She wants to fight through it. But she reluctantly taps out to cheers from the crowd. Kris Cruise: She taps! Fujiko taps! KARMA - 1
MINE - 0 Kris Cruise: Karma jumps out to the 1-0 lead. All the pressure is now on Fujiko. She’s got to win the next two falls if she wants to win the Pride Championship. Stephy Auger: Also, what about her arm? How if that arm going to hold up for another one to two falls? After the bell sounds to signal the end of the mandatory rest period, Karma marches over and tries to pull Fujiko away from the ropes. But she quickly hooks her free arm around the top rope. The ref then gives Karma until the count of five to break the hold. Ref: ONE…. TWO… THREE… FOUR… Karma makes a clean break. Stephy Auger: That’s another rope break she just used up. She’s only got one left, Cruise! Once Fujiko turns around, Karma comes back over and delivers a blistering knife edge chop. He then takes Fujiko and whips her into the far ropes. When she returns, he bends over to set up a back body drop. But Fujiko hurdles over him before running into the far ropes. When Fujiko comes back, Karma turns around and drops down to the canvas. Fujiko then hops over him before running into the ropes. When Fujiko returns, Karma pops back up, swings around Fujiko and locks on a sleeper hold. Kris Cruise: Karma locks on another submission. He’s trying to put Fujiko to sleep! Fujiko flails her right arm around while Karma locks on the hold. The ref goes over and asks her if she wants to give up. After refusing to quit, she reaches back with her right arm, holds onto Karma’s head and counters with a jawbreaker, which sends Karma stumbling back into the ropes. While Karma tries to shake out the cobwebs, Fujiko stays seated while she clutches her left arm. After returning to her feet, she takes off into the ropes. When she returns, Karma dumps her over the top rope and to the floor. As Fujiko tries to get up on the outside, Karma takes off into the far ropes. When he returns, he goes for This Is For The Front Row. But Fujiko ducks the baseball slide clothesline. After Karma slides out and lands on his feet, Fujiko jumps up and plants him with a leaping DDT, which elicits cheers from the crowd. Kris Cruise: Fujiko just drove Karma head-first onto the floor with that jumping DDT! Fujiko reaches down and slowly pulls up Karma before pushing him up onto the apron. After pushing him underneath the bottom rope and back into the ring, she holds her left arm. She then rolls back in before making the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Karma gets his foot on the bottom rope. Kris Cruise: Karma avoids the three count by getting his foot on the bottom rope. But that’s now his second rope break that he’s used up. He’s only got one rope break now, as well. Fujiko picks up Karma, moves into the corner and climbs up onto the middle ropes. She then grabs Karma before going for a Tornado DDT. But Karma shoves her off of him in mid air. After Fujiko lands on her feet, she runs back over to attack Karma. But Karma comes out of the corner and throws out Check Your Chiclets… … but again, Fujiko’s able to block it. She then spins Karma around. When Karma comes back, he throws out a clothesline. But Fujiko ducks. When Karma turns around, Fujiko chops him down with a basement dropkick. After Karma drops down to one knee, Fujiko gets up and heads into the ropes. When she returns, she spikes him with a hurricanrana driver. She makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Karma gets his shoulder up. Fujiko picks up Karma, heads into the corner, climbs up onto the middle ropes and then connects with a Tornado DDT. She turns over and makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Karma gets his shoulder up. Fujiko picks up Karma and whips him into the ropes. When he returns, she brings him down with a drop toe hold. As Karma slowly gets up on all fours, Fujiko takes off into the ropes. When she returns, she connects with a front dropkick to the side of the head. She then waits for Karma to make a move. After he slowly stands up on his knees, she heads back into the ropes. When she returns, she spikes him again. This time, with a headscissors facebuster. She turns him over and makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Karma gets his shoulder up. Kris Cruise: Fujiko has relentlessly gone after his head... Stephy Auger: Just like he relentlessly went after her arm. Fujiko picks up Karma and goes for an irish whip. But he reverses, sending her into the ropes. When Fujiko returns, Karma throws out a clothesline. But Fujiko ducks and runs into the ropes. When she comes back, she brings him down with a Sling Blade. Once Fujiko returns to her feet, she goes for a standing SSP. But Karma gets his knees up. Karma returns to his feet and pulls up Fujiko from behind. After wrapping his arms around her, he goes for a wrist lock transitioned into a short-arm Bionic Elbow. But Fujiko ducks and counters with a leaping reverse bulldog. Kris Cruise: Fujiko with the counter! Stephy Auger: Karma looked to put this match away with Hard Times, but Fujiko had other plans… As Fujiko slowly pulls herself up using the ropes, Karma can be seen clutching the back of his head. After he slowly returns to his feet and turns around, Fujiko leaps up and locks on a guillotine choke with bodyscissors. Kris Cruise: Fujiko’s got Ecstasy applied! That’s the same move she tapped out Johnny Cannon with! Stephy Auger: ..unofficially... Fujiko’s got the hold locked. Karma can be heard groaning in pain as he knows he’s been caught. He’s trying to break free. But he’s got nowhere to go. Kris Cruise: Karma’s trying to free himself. But I don’t think he can! Fujiko cinches in the hold while she frantically shakes her head. The ref asks Karma if he wants to give up. Karma refuses. But Karma slowly ends up dropping down to one knee. Stephy Auger: That guillotine choke is starting to take it’s toll on the champion, Cruise. I don’t think he can hold on for much longer. Fujiko keeps the hold locked on tight while she frantically shakes her head. Karma’s trying to fight it off. He’s trying to fight through it. Cherry’s doing the best she can to will him on from the outside. But he ends up fully dropping to the canvas. Stephy Auger: He’s about to pass out, Cruise! Fujiko grits her teeth as she tries to squeeze even tighter. The ref kneels down and checks in with Karma. He asks if Karma wants to give up. Karma’s trying to fight through it. He’s trying... He’s trying... He’s trying... He… he taps out! The crowd cheers! KARMA - 1
MINE - 1 Kris Cruise: It's all tied up now. This is anyone’s match! Stephy Auger: Both grapplers not only have a fall over each other, but a submission as well. Not only did those submissions take a lot out of their opponents, but they exerted a lot of energy to get those submissions, too. How much do Fujiko and Karma have left in the tank? After the bell sounds to end the mandatory period period, both grapplers are seen pulling themselves up using ropes from opposite sides of the ring. Both grapplers turns around and lean back on the ropes as they look back at each other. They’re exhausted. But they know it’s not over. They look around at the ovation they’re getting from the crowd. Kris Cruise: This capacity crowd has enjoyed everything second of this championship match and are giving both competitors the respect they deserve! Fujiko looks over at Karma and nods. Karma looks back and does the same. The two grapplers make their way from off the ropes and towards the center of the ring. Fujiko throws out a knife edge chop. Karma blasts her with one of his own. Fujiko delivers another knife edge chop. Karma comes back with another of his own. Fujiko with another chop. Karma with another. Fujiko with another chop. Karma with another. Fujiko with two chops. Karma with three. Fujiko with four chops. Karma with five. Fujiko then nails Karma with a forearm strike to the face. Karma comes back with an NYC Uppercut that sends spittle flying out of her mouth. Fujiko shakes it off before blasting him with another forearm strike. Karma connects with another NYC Uppercut. He then takes Fujiko and whips her into the corner. He runs across the ring, but Fujiko knocks him back with a back elbow to the face. As Karma steps back, Fujiko heads out of the corner and leaps up for another guillotine choke. But Karma catches her, turns and counters with a spinebuster. Karma stands up on his knees before rolling across Fujiko and hooking the leg. ONE! . . TWO! . . TH-NO! The crowd cheers as Fujiko gets her shoulder up. Karma picks up Fujiko and whips her into the ropes. When she returns, Karma knocks her down with a running high knee. He then heads into the ropes. When he returns, he connects with a jumping knee drop. He makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Fujiko gets her shoulder up. Karma picks up Fujiko and whips her into the ropes. When he returns, he scoops her up from the side before delivering a backbreaker. But instead of letting her drop to the mat, he lifts her up off his knee before tossing her through the ropes and to the floor. As Fujiko slowly gets up on the outside, Karma takes off into the far ropes. When he returns, he knocks her down with This Is For The Front Row. He picks up Fujiko and rolls her back into the ring. After rolling himself back in, he makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Fujiko gets her foot on the bottom rope. Stephy Auger: That’s the last rope break for Fujiko Mine! Any pinfall or submission on her can no longer be broken by the ropes! Karma picks up Fujiko and whips her into the corner. He then charges across the ring and connects with an NYC Uppercut. He then takes Fujiko and whips her into the opposite corner. He charges across the ring and connects with another NYC Uppercut. This time, the uppercut causes Fujiko to slump down in the corner. After stepping back just past the center of the ring, Karma runs into the corner and connects with a rope-assisted corner dropkick. Kris Cruise: Kodak Moment! Karma drags her from out of the corner (but not away from the ropes). He makes the lateral press while pressing her right wrist down on the canvas. ONE! . . TWO! . . Fujiko struggles to get her left shoulder up. Karma picks up Fujiko and positioned her for a piledriver. Kris Cruise: Karma’s looking to end it right here! Karma’s about to go for Dazed, Confused and All Messed Up when Fujiko counters with a standing double leg takedown. After hooking her arms around Karma’s legs, she leans back, catapulting him into the corner. As Karma stumbles back, Fujiko runs over towards the ropes, springboards onto the middle ropes, rebounds back and knocks him down with Sealed With A Kick. The crowd cheers as she makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . T-NO! Karma gets his shoulder up. Fujiko picks up Karma and goes for an irish whip. But Karma reverses, sending Fujiko towards the ropes. But she uses the momentum to counter with a one-handed handspring Ace Crusher. The crowd cheers as she turns him over and makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . THR-NO! Karma gets his shoulder up. Fujiko picks up Karma and whips him into the ropes. When she returns, she knocks him down with a single leg dropkick. Kris Cruise: 4-Play from Fujiko! Fujiko steps through the ropes and slowly climbs up to the top turnbuckle. Once Karma returns to his feet and turns around, Fujiko knocks him down with a High Fly Flow. Kris Cruise: Fujiko knocks him down with the Hot Spring Skinny Dip! While Karma’s down, Fujiko rolls off of him and out onto the apron. After pulling herself up, she climbs back up onto the top turnbuckle, leaps off and connects with another Hot Spring Skinny Dip to cheers from the crowd. ONE! . . TWO! . . THRE-NO! The crowd cheers as Karma gets his shoulder up. Fujiko gets off of Karma and delivers several stops to the chest. She then turns and takes off into the ropes. When she returns, she goes for a standing SSP. But Karma rolls out of the way, causing Fujiko to crash onto the canvas. After Fujiko gets up on her knees, Karma gets up and connects with Check Your Chiclets. Karma picks up Fujiko and whips her into the ropes. When she returns, he connects with Check Your Chiclets again. Karma falls back on top of her and hooks the leg. ONE! . . TWO! . . THRE-NO! The crowd cheers as Fujiko gets her shoulder up. Kris Cruise: Nearfall after nearfall! Both Karma and Fujiko have been a half second away from walking out of here Pride Champion. Karma picks up Fujiko, grabs her, runs, hops over the top rope and brings her down with Macho Karma. While Fujiko stumbles back, Karma climbs up onto the apron before climbing up to the top turnbuckle. He leaps off and goes for a flying double ax handle smash. But Fujiko counters with a backflip flash kick. Kris Cruise: Lucky Shot! Stephy Auger: She got him! Kris Cruise: Fujiko just counters with the Lucky Shot! The crowd cheers as Fujiko crawls over and makes the cover. Crowd: ONE! Kris Cruise: ONE! Crowd: TWO! Stephy Auger: TWO! Crowd: THREE!Kris Cruise: NO! Stephy Auger: Karma got his shoulder up. As Fujiko slowly picks up karma, Karma executes a standing double leg takedown out of nowhere. He then goes to wrap her up in a figure four. But Fujiko counters with a small package. ONE! . . TWO! . . Karma shifts his weight on top of Fujiko. ONE! . . TWO! . . Fujiko shifts her weight back over on top of him. ONE! . . TWO! . . Karma shifts his weight back over on top of Fujiko. ONE! . . TWO! . . Fujiko shifts her weight back over on top of Karma. ONE! . . TWO! . . Karma kicks out. After both grapplers to to their feet, Karma delivers two snapping jabs before throwing out the right hook for Sugar Ray Karma. But Fujiko ducks. She goes to counters with a gamengiri. But Karma ducks. He then lunges down, yanks Fujiko up from behind and latches onto her. He then spins her around before turning her inside out with Hard Times. The crowd cheers as he makes the cover. Crowd: ONE! Kris Cruise: ONE! Crowd: TWO! Stephy Auger: TWO! Crowd: THREE!Kris Cruise: NO! Stephy Auger: Fujiko got her shoulder up. Karma turns over and pulls Fujiko up from behind. After wrapping his arms around her, he spins her around before throwing out Hard Times. But Fujiko ducks, turns him around and drops him with a Complete Shot. As Karma slowly turns over onto his back, Fujiko steps through the ropes, springboards onto the top turnbuckle, flips off and crashes on top of Karma with a springboard corkscrew 450 Splash. Kris Cruise: Endless Fantasy by Fujiko! Is this it? Crowd: ONE! Kris Cruise: ONE! Crowd: TWO! Stephy Auger: TWO! Crowd: THREE!Kris Cruise: YEAH! “Megitsune” blasts over the PA as the crowd erupts with cheers. J.A. Aldridge: Here is your winner… and now, the NEEEEEEEEWWWWW… FGA Pride Champion, FUJIKO MINE! Fujiko gets her arm raised to cheers from the crowd. Kris Cruise: Fujiko’s done it! She’s defeated Johnny Karma to finally become Pride Champion! After getting handed the Pride Championship belt, Fujiko clutches it in her arms before dropping down to her knees. She holds the belt out in front of her and gazes at it. Fujiko kisses the center plate before hugging the belt. She then looks around at the capacity crowd. The fans in the Lakeland Center are showering both Fujiko and Karma with cheers and applause. Kris Cruise: This capacity crowd is once again giving both competitors a great show of respect! Fujiko looks over and sees Karma slowly sitting up in the ring. He looks over and sees Fujiko with the Pride Championship belt. Fujiko looks down at the belt, then over to Karma. She reaches her hand out, offering a handshake. Kris Cruise: … is he going to shake her hand? Stephy Auger: … I don’t think so. Karma fought too hard for too long just to win the championship. He didn’t want to lose it this early. Not at all. I think this lost hurts too much for him. Karma looks around the arena at the cheering fans. He then looks over at Cherry before turning back to Fujiko. He reaches over… and shakes her head before rolling out of the ring. As Karma heads back up the aisle, Fujiko slowly returns to her feet before trusting the Pride Championship over her head. |
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Post by FGA Office on Jun 26, 2016 3:24:58 GMT -5
The camera falls onto the backstage area of Jenkins Arena. Zero McHannon is seen walking through the hallway and making his way towards the locker room area. McHannon is wearing a shirt that says “BEST WRESTLER SINCE DAY ONE” on the front and the number zero on the back. He’s still in casual clothing as Spencer Burke is already there to approach him. McHannon looks off to the side of the hallway, clearly not wanting to be bothered at this time, but Spencer presses on by announcing that the FGA World Champion was in the building.
Spencer Burke: The FGA World Champion, Zero McHannon… Have a moment? How are things?
McHannon just stares at Burke and said nothing. Spencer was in the normal awkward mood whenever Zero showed up and was stopped by the interviewer, but he took a step back when he seen McHannon bite his lower lip.
Zero McHannon: How do you think things are, Spencer? After the week I’ve had, did you think you’d find me in a good mood? With the match tonight, did you assume that I was just going to walk up you with this big peachy attitude for an interview?
Spencer looks over to the camera and eyes widen as he was signaling to the camera that this was going to be tough.
Spencer Burke: Well, we have all heard the rumors surrounding you recently. Prostitution. Whispers that you put your hands on a woman in a manner that’s unacceptable. Do you have any comments regarding these rumors.
Zero’s face went ice cold.
Zero McHannon: Only idiots think this is a place or time to talk about that. I’m here tonight to defend my FGA World Championship. So how about we get a few questions about the most important thing going on tonight, instead of badgering me about what or what isn’t true in my personal life? If I wanted to answer questions about what took place the other day, I’d take my ass in front of a conference, or even better, the police. Mind your tongue, Spencer. It’s none of your damn business what goes on in my time away from the ring. Keep the topic on my job…
Spencer shuffled in place for a moment, then turned back to McHannon and held up the microphone so that he could be ready to answer his next question.
Spencer Burke: Alright then. Tonight. The moment everyone has been waiting for since the Gold Rush Rumble at Glory Road. You. Johnny Cannon. Tony Carmine. The FGA World Championship up for grabs..---
Zero McHannon: The FGA World Championship isn’t up for grabs. It’s called “being defended” by the FGA World CHAMPION. A championship is up for grabs when there’s no one holding the damn thing. Am I holding the championship currently, Spencer?
Burke looks down to his feet and mumbles something under his breath after being belittled by McHannon.
Zero McHannon: I can’t hear you when you’re talking to your crotch. Show the champion some fucking respect.
Spencer raises his head and looks over in Zero’s direction.
Spencer Burke: Yes. You’re the one holding the championship currently.
Zero nods his head to Spencer’s words and pulls the FGA World Championship higher on his shoulder.
Zero McHannon: Shocker. And when I leave my home of Florida, that isn’t going to change. For your sake, you better pray that I don’t walk out of this arena with this championship, or I’m going to keep walking.
McHannon takes a few steps closer to the camera and Spencer as he tilts his head slightly to the side.
Zero McHannon: After everything I’ve had to put up with, this is finally my chance to relieve some of that stress. The world will be right again once I defend this championship. The hell that I’ve had to go through since those two dick fiddling assholes were announced the number one contenders at Glory Road will be over with. Done. I won’t have to put up with them again if I win… but if I lose?
Zero looks like he swallowed something sour as his face scrunches up at the thought of having to continue the fight against the New Kings, knowing full well that it won’t stay one on one very very long.
Zero McHannon: But there’s a reason I’ve been at the top of the food chain since December. When they announced that Cindy Parker would be going up against me after she beat Dom Harter, I was humble. As humble a guy could be to a friend that started to push that line a little too far… and she paid the price for her mistakes. I have no connection with Cannon or Carmine like I did with Cindy, and if I treated a friend like that, what do you think I will do to these morons? I have no remorse for either of those jackasses one they step into the ring with me. I only have one goal… shutting them the fuck up for good. They can run around claiming how amazing they are and how the New Kings changed the game of FGA!!
McHannon smirks.
Zero McHannon: But they will have to continue to blow themselves without another note of success to their names. They might’ve won the Gold Rush Rumble together. They might’ve won a singles match on the road to All Star Showdown… you know what they didn’t do, though? They didn’t prove shit to me on how they function as a team. When I watched them, I saw them clawing near the edge of the cliff and ready to throw themselves off it. They… weren’t as hyped up as they would like you to believe. So since they can’t function together and since they have better success at singles matches, I gave them that opportunity. A month without properly wrestling or finishing a match of their own and they think they can just walk into that ring with me and take this title from my shoulder?
McHannon holds the FGA World Championship up to the camera and shoves it towards the lense.
Zero McHannon: Suck my dick.
He pulls the world title away from the camera and slings it over his shoulder once again.
Zero McHannon: I LET Cindy Parker have this title. When I wanted it back, I took it back. Everyone thought Chandler Scott was immortal. I MADE HIM TAP! I put friends to the side and climbed this road on MY OWN! Johnny Cannon might’ve beat me once before I started on this tear of a run I’ve had, but when he’s too busy with his head up Carmine’s ass, he can kiss his chances at that - goodbye. Carmine isn’t Chandler, no matter how bad he wants to be. He has a better chance of getting Cordy pregnant than taking this championship away from me. Either one of them will have to pry my cold fucking dead hands from this title if they want it that bad…
McHannon was staring off in the distance now. Thoughts were running through his mind and obviously affecting where he wanted to go with his words. He found his composure and looks back towards Spencer.
Zero McHannon: Sorry… This is an emotional night for me. An emotional week. We’re done here, Spencer. When you see me leaving tonight it will be either one of two ways.
He looks back to the camera.
Zero McHannon: And neither are going to be good for this company. Don’t show me the respect I deserve, and I’ll just have to take it from you.
McHannon walks off the screen as Spencer is left there wondering what he meant. He turns back to the camera as Zero is gone completely and gives a shrug of the shoulders.
Spencer Burke: Not sure what that was about. Guess we’ll have to find out after the FGA World Championship match tonight. Win or lose. I’m… not entirely sure how I want this one to go. Someone will be leaving that ring a happy man tonight, but I doubt the fans or this business will thrilled. Back to you, guys.
The camera slowly starts to back away from the scene as Spencer is seen talking to one of the employees off to the side. Once the camera is completely out of earshot, they transition to the next scene.
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Post by FGA Office on Jun 26, 2016 3:30:47 GMT -5
Chivalry is Dead
Chandler Scott vs. Jimmy Page J.A. Aldridge: Ladies and gentlemen, All-Star Showdown V continues with the following contest! It is scheduled for one fall and it is CHIVALRY IS DEAD! A roar of cheers and applause can be heard from the crowd. J.A. Aldridge: There are no disqualification! No countouts! The only way to win is by pinfall or submission! The sound of a guitar plays throughout the arena, capturing the attention of all the fans in the crowd. They all turn their attention to the entrance way, preparing for the man that’s about to walk out. It's been so long
Long hard days
They don't say
Gods change my ways
Change my ways
Those evil ways...
So I set out
Cross that way
Strike them down
To make them pay
Change their ways
Their evil ways... At the 1:01:50 second mark, “Evil Ways (Justice Mix)” bursts through the speakers. Chandler Scott then steps through the curtain to a loud ovation from the crowd. BUT I CAN'T HIDE!
OOOOOOO!
AND I WON'T HIDE!
OOOOOOO! YEAH!
My Evil Ways... J.A. Aldridge: Introducing first, from Hyannis, Massachusetts! Weighing in at 228 pounds… CHANDLER SCOTT! Despite the positive reaction from the crowd, Chandler doesn’t play to them for now. Instead, he keeps his eyes focused on the ring as he walks down the ramp and aisle. I found out
The hate grow cool
The god rise up
Damn my soul
Cause I ain't change
Change my ways
I ain't change... As he hits the ringside area, a spotlight slowly fades upon him. SO I WON'T HIDE!
OOOOOOO!
I WON'T HIDE!
OOOOOOO! HEY!
I CAN'T HIDE! YEAH!
OOOOOOO!
I CAN'T HIDE! HEY!
My Evil Ways... While the chorus plays, he leaps up onto the apron, steps through the ropes and enters the ring. Chandler then marches into the corner, climbs up onto the middle ropes and scans the crowd. He then slowly spreads his arms out. This time, he soaks in the large reaction from the crowd. Chandler hops down to the canvas and removes the shades and the vest, tossing them to the outside as he awaits his opponent. Kris Cruise: Over the last several weeks. Over the last several months, really, we’ve seen a side of Chandler Scott that we’ve never seen before. One driven by rage. One without self control. The man has attacked a police officer, has attacked refs, officials and then threw steel steps - STEEL STEPS into the crowd as he was trying to get Jimmy Page. Stephy Auger: But can you really blame him, though. I mean sure, I know you and your ilk blame Chandler for a lot of things. He’s cocky. He’s arrogant. He’s a son-of-a-gun. But when you mess with a man’s family, you can’t be too surprised when he does irrational things. Kris Cruise: Well this goes well beyond messing with a man’s family. Jimmy Page brutally assaulted his sister and he feels no remorse for it whatsoever. I can only imagine the thoughts that are going through Chandler’s head right now. The eerie cue up of "They Are Lost" by Last Remaining Pinnacle plays for ten seconds...then dies down, along with the lights. Suddenly the sound of drums and a electronic melody plays. The lights flash in red to the melody of the song. The song, "Can You Feel My Heart" by Bring Me The Horizon plays as a silhouette appears from out of the red. In his signature controlled stagger, Page comes out, wearing a red studded leather jacket, hands extended, head down. Slowly his raises his head, soaked in the red lights. Fans boo him as he makes his way to the ring. He whips his hair out of his eyes as he snatches away from of the extended hands, almost threatening to hit someone. Page stops from time to time, swearing at some of the fans who chant "FUCK YOU JIMMY!!" and "PAGE SUCKS!!!" getting in their face. As Page finishes his march of ridicule, he stops at the top of the ramp. His eyes dead, his expression stoic as he glares around the arena, the lights still radiating that deadly red. J.A. Aldridge: And his opponent, from Flint, Michigan! Weighing in at 237 pounds! He is “THE KING OF THE F’N WORLD”... JIMMY PAGE! Page goes in front of the ring, slides onto the apron on one knee and quickly gets inside. Stephy Auger: Look at Jimmy Page! Do you see what he’s wearing. Kris Cruise: Yes, I see the jacket. Stephy Auger: No, not the jacket! The shirt underneath. Kris Cruise: Let me see if I can get a better look. He goes to his right and climbs the turnbuckle and stands on top of it, swearing at the fans, pointing at himself, talking to them, taunting them, mocking them. He stands there for a moment, then routinely spits his gum at the crowd. After slipping off the jacket and tossing it to the floor, Page leaps down, slides down into the corner, and sits on the middle turnbuckle. He rests his left hand on his cheek nonchalantly, waiting for the match to begin. Kris Cruise: Wait a second! Wait just a second! That’s that bloody shirt! That’s the shirt he wore when he attacked Emily Carter! That shirt still has her blood on it! Stephy Auger: There really is no line that he won’t cross, is there? The bell sounds as Page stares at Chandler from the other side of the ring. He barks at Chandler. But Chandler doesn’t budge. Page then begins smacking himself in the face before barking some more at Chandler. But again, Chandler doesn't budge. Page then looks down at his shirt, then back up at Chandler. A sadistic grin forms on his face as he takes the shirt with Emily Carter’s dried blood on it and hold sit up for Chandler to see. The crowd finally catches on to it and begins to boo Page out of the building. Stephy Auger: He is something else. Kris Cruise: He’s a son of a bitch, that’s what he is! Pardon my language, but that’s what that “man” is! Chandler’s hands slowly begin to form fists. Page begins to laugh as he keeps the shirt held up. He slowly begins to make his way across the ring. Chandler is starting to fidget as his eyes narrow. Kris Cruise: Chandler says he was going to control himself. He said he was going to control his anger and not let Page get in his head. But I don’t think Chandler can control himself for much longer. Page continues to mock Chandler as he goes right up to his face. Chandler can be seen begin to tremble as Page continue to mock him. Stephy Auger: He’s really got a death dish, doesn’t he? Page then spits right in Chandler’s face. Stephy Auger: Come on, man. Kris Cruise: More salt in the wounds. As soon as Chandler turns around to face Page, Page socks him with a right hand. The crowd boos as he nails Chandler with a thrusting knee to the midsection, doubling him over. He then takes Chandler, marches into the corner and slams him face-first into the top turnbuckle. After turning Chandler around, Page latches onto his throat and chokes him with both hands. There’s no disqualification, so Page can apply the choke for as long as he pleases. Kris Cruise: Look at the referee. He’s just standing there helpless. Stephy Auger: Those are the rules of the match, unfortunately. Chandler slowly slumps down in the corner while Page continues to choke him. After a good twenty seconds, Page lets go before stomping away at his face and chest. He reaches down, slowly pulls up Chandler and nails him with a right hand that sends Chandler stumbling along the ropes and into the adjacent corner. Page scratches down across Chandler’s back before turning him around. He then delivers a series of alternating elbow smashes and back elbows to the face. He then pummels Chandler down in the corner with mudhole stomps to the chest. Page goes back to a choke. This time, by using his foot while he pulls down for a good fifteen seconds. After letting go, Page turns and runs into the ropes. When he returns, he nails Chandler with a running knee facewash. Kris Cruise: Good God, what a knee! Stephy Auger: That nose is busted, Cruise! Look at the blood starting to pour down! Page runs back into the far ropes. When he returns, he nails Chandler with another running knee facewash. Page heads back over to the opposite side of the ring. When he returns, he nails Chandler with yet another running knee facewash. Page takes a look around at the crowd. Crowd: FUCK JIMMY PAGE! FUCK JIMMY PAGE! FUCK JIMMY PAGE! FUCK JIMMY PAGE! Kris Cruise: They’re not wrong, Stephy. Page slowly reaches down, grabs Chandler by the hair and slowly pulls him back up to his feet. He mocks Chandler, telling him that Emily fought back harder than he did. Chandler responds by spinning his blood right in Page’s face, which elicits a roar of cheers from the crowd. But the cheers turn back to boos as Page responds by pummeling Chandler down in the corner with a flurry of right hands to the face. He then begins to aggressively facewash Chandler with the sole of his boot. After stomping away on Chandler, Page positions him so that his neck is directly underneath the bottom rope. Page then hooks his arms around Chandler’s legs before catapulting him throat-first onto the bottom rope. Chandler immediately clutches his throat while Page looks on. Kris Cruise: This match has been all Page thus far, unfortunately. Stephy Auger: I don’t know if it’s the long layout or just the overload of emotions, but for whatever reason, Chandler Scott hasn’t gotten out of the gates. Page has been all over him from the start. Page slowly picks up Chandler and whips him hard into the opposite corner. Chandler arches his back before dropping to his knees. He then falls face-first onto the canvas. Page takes his sweet time walking over. He reaches down, picks up Chandler and whips him hard into the previous corner. As soon as Chandler’s back collides with the turnbuckles, he drops to the canvas. Page looks on with a smirk as Chandler tries to pushes himself up off the canvas. But Page has different plans. He delivers a stomp to the back of Chandler’s right hand. After Chandler pulls the arm closer to his body, Page goes over and delivers a stomp to the back of the leg hand. Page presses down, causing Chandler to let out a groan. But he’s not done yet. He then takes his heel and moves it back and forth, grinding it against the back of Chandler’s hand. Page then steps off the hand, allowing Chandler to bring both hands close to his body. Page then crouches down and smiles in front of Chandler, asking if that’s the best he’s got. Chandler responds by spitting in Page’s face once again. Page takes a few stumbles back before stopping. He wipes the mix of spit and blood from his face with the shirt. He then lunges down, yanks up Chandler and launches him across the ring. Page marches over, yanks up Chandler and launches him back across the ring in the opposite direction. He marches over, yanks up Chandler and whips him hard into the corner. After Chandler crashes sternum-first into the corner, he crumbles to the mat. Chandler tries to sit up, but Page runs over and delivers a stiff kick to the back, which knocks Chandler onto onto his stomach. Chandler pushes himself up on all fours. But Page runs over and delivers a punt kick to the ribs, which knocks Chandler back over onto his back. Chandler tries to sit up, but Page stomps him back down before yelling at him to get up. Chandler tries to sit back up. But again, Page stomps him back down to the canvas. Chandler turns over and lifts himself up on all fours. But Page delivers a punt kick to the side of the head. He then repeatedly kicks Chandler in the side until Chandler turns over onto his back. From there, Page mounts himself on top of Chandler. He lunges down, hammering Chandler with elbow smashes and 12-to-6 elbows. Page finishes his assault by reaching down and gouging both of Chandler’s eyes with his thumbs. Chandler can be heard screaming in agony while he kicks his legs. But the screams are just music to Page’s ears. Once Page finally lets go and gets off of him, Chandler turns to his side and curls up. Page returns to his feet and looks down at Chandler with nothing but disgust. He shakes his head as he sees Chandler slowly claw and pull himself over towards the ropes. After Chandler slowly gets up off the mat hunched over, Page runs over and delivers a running big boot to the side of the head, which knocks Chandler through the ropes and onto the apron. Page steps through the ropes and pulls Chandler up on the apron. He goes for a Cradle Piledriver. But Chandler sandbags himself. So Page delivers a double ax handle smash across the back. He then takes Chandler and goes for another piledriver on the apron. But again, Chandler blocks. This time, by wrapping his around around Page’s leg. So Page lets go and repeatedly knees Chandler in the head. Page reaches down, pulls back up and positions Chandler for yet another piledriver. This time, the crowd roars with cheers as Chandler counters with a back body drop, sending Page bouncing off the apron before falling to the floor. Kris Cruise: There we go! Chandler gets back in the ring and immediately collapses to the canvas. After getting up on all fours, he looks to the outside and sees Page slowly returning to his feet. So he does the same before running into the ropes. Kris Cruise: He’s going for it Stephy! When Chandler returns, Page slides back in and goes to cut him off with a lariat. But Chandler ducks and runs into the ropes. When he returns, the crowd cheers as he brings Page down with a spinning sitout sleeper slam. Chandler then mounts himself on top of Page and hammers away with a flurry of short-range right hands to the face. He then takes Page by the hair with both hands and repeatedly rams the back of his head against the canvas. Kris Cruise: Look at him go, Stephy! Stephy Auger: And this crowd is solidly behind him, which is something I thought I’d never see. Chandler picks up Page, marches into the corner and slams him face-first into the top turnbuckle five time. He then turns Page around, doubles him over with a punch to the midsection before rocking him with an elbow smash. Page stumbles across the ropes and into an adjacent corner. But Chandler doesn’t let up. He nails Page with a clubbing strike across the back. After turning Page around, Chandler sends him slumping down in the corner with a flurry of right hands. He then steps back before delivering repeated stomps to the chest. Chandler marches across the ring into the opposite corner… only to turn around, run across the ring, leap into the air and connect with a dropkick to the face. Chandler marches back across the ring, turns around, runs back over, leaps up and connects with a dropkick to the face. The last dropkick knocks Page down from out of the corner. After Chandler pulls Page up on the apron, he goes to suplex Page back into the ring. But Page blocks. He then goes to suplex Chandler to the floor. But Chandler kicks his legs, forcing Page to lower him. After tightening his grip, Page goes for another suplex to the outside. This time, Chandler blocks by kneeing Page in the head. After Page lowers him, Chandler throws out a punch. But Page ducks and counters with a gamengiri that knocks Chandler down. Kris Cruise: Page connects with the Aneurysm. The crowd boos as Page reaches through the ropes, grabs Chandler and pulls him out through the ropes and onto the apron. He goes for a powerbomb off the apron. But Chandler counters with a hurricanrana, sending Page to the floor. Kris Cruise: Chandler saved himself with that last second counter. Stephy Auger: You know Page had every intention of trying to powerbomb him through the floor. Chandler rolls back inside. After pulling himself up using the ropes, he turns and sees Page slowly getting up on the outside. So he runs into the far ropes. Kris Cruise: He’s going for it, Stephy! Stephy Auger: When Chandler returns, he goes for a suicide dive. But Page counters with a powerslam into the guardrail. Kris Cruise: Good God! Stephy Auger: Just like that, Page is back in control. The crowd boos as Page pulls himself up using the guard rail. He then reaches down and turns Chandler over. After hooking his legs around Chandler’s arms, Page lifts him up in a wheelbarrow position and proceeds to swing Chandler violently against the guardrail over and over. The thuds from the impact can be heard for several rows back. Once Page finally lets go, Chandler can be seen covering his head with his arms. Kris Cruise: Page just swung him around like it was nothing! Stephy Auger: Page has waited a loooooong time for this, Cruise. He’s going to take his time making Chandler surfer before delivering that final shot between the eyes. Page reaches down, pulls up Chandler and goes for an irish whip. But Chandler reverses, sending Page crashing into the steel steps. Chandler slowly makes his way over towards the steps. After moving the steps out a bit, he takes Page’s left arm and places it down next to the groove on the back of the steps where the steps meet flush with the ring post. After taking a few steps back, Chandler heads over and delivers a front dropkick to the steps, squashing Page’s arm. Kris Cruise: Oh, I bet that felt good! Stephy Auger: For Chandler, maybe! While Page howls with pain, Chandler takes Page by the hair and repeatedly slams him face-first onto the steel steps while the crowd cheers him on. He then reaches down and rips the white bloody t-shirt from off of Page’s body. He then takes the shirt, twirls it up, wraps it around Page’s neck and proceeds to choke him with it. After about fifteen seconds, Chandler lets go… only to slam Page face-first onto the steel steps back. Chandler takes Page’s left arm and brings it around the ring post. After grabbing Page’s wrist with both hands, Chandler puts his foot on the ring post and yanks back, sending Page smacking head-first against the post. As Page moves back, Chandler yanks him back into the ring post. While Page’s head rests against the ring post, Chandler reaches down and frantically unwraps the wrist tape on his right wrist. He then goes over and wraps the tape around Page’s wrists, trapping him around the ring post. Kris Cruise: Well would you look at that. Stephy Auger: He’s got Page right where he wants him, Cruise. While Page is trapped, Chandler heads over and motions for J.A. Aldridge to move out of the way. After Aldridge obliges, Chandler scoops up the chair and closes it shut with authority. The crowd roars with cheers, sensing what’s coming next. He then grips the chair before heading back over and nailing Page in the ribs with the top of the chair. Chandler takes a few steps back before jabbing Page in the ribs with the chair again. Page doubles over as he can he heard laughing. Kris Cruise: He’s… he’s enjoying this, Stephy! Jimmy Page is actually laughing! Stephy Auger: We both know he’s not right in the head, Cruise. So Chandler responds by gripping the legs of the chair. He raises the chair high above his head before cracking it across Page’s back. Chandler cracks him with another chair shot across the back… And another… Crowd: YES! And another… Crowd: YES! And another… Crowd: YES! And another… Crowd: YES! And another… Crowd: YES! And another… Crowd: YES! Aaaaaaaand another… Crowd: YES! But still, Page can be seen with a smirk on his face. So Chandler takes the chair and smacks it hard across Page’s right hand. Page howls in pain as Chandler repositions the chair and repeatedly jabs the chair across his right hand. While Page is helpless, Chandler climbs up onto the apron and grabs a hold of Page’s hand. Chandler takes the pinky finger… and yanks it back. He then takes the ring finger… and yanks it back. Chandler then grips the middle finger… and yanks it back. He then grips the index finger… and yanks it out of its socket. While Page is moaning, Chandler makes his way over to the announce table and snatches up Stephy’s cup of water. After drinking the water, he does a double take as he looks at the glass pitcher. Stephy Auger: ... Chandler looks at Page, then back at the pitcher, the back at Page, then back at the pitcher. Chandler swipes up the glass pitcher before marching back over towards Page. Stephy Auger: I don’t think he’s going over there to quench Page’s thirst, Cruise! Chandler grips the pitcher and goes to smash it over Page’s head. But Page kicks him below the belt, resulting in boos from the crowd. Kris Cruise: Oh, that son of a... While Chandler is curled up on the ground, Page leans forward, grits his teeth on the tape and gnaws away to try and free himself. Stephy Auger: Page is trying to bite his way through that tape! Chandler is still down while Page frantically tries to chew his way through the ropes. Once a sizeable slit has been made, Page yanks back, breaking the tape against the ring post. He then clutches his right hand with his left while looking over at Chandler, who is pulling himself up using the guard rail. Page heads over and picks up the glass pitcher. When Chandler turns around, Page smashes it over his head. The crowd erupts with boos as Chandler collapses to the floor. Kris Cruise: … dammnit! Page reaches down and picks up a shard of glass. Stephy Auger: Oh no no no no no… After mounting himself on top of Chandler, Page goes to stab Chandler in the face with the glass. But Chandler gets his hands up just in time. Kris Cruise: What the hell is wrong with him! I know this is No DQ! But the ref has to pull Page off of him! Page takes his right hand and presses down on the top of his left wrist. Meanwhile, Chandler blocks by holds the bottom of his left wrist with both hands. Chandler then thrusts up, causing Page to hit himself in the face. As Page staggers away, Chandler turns over and pulls himself up using the guardrail. When he turns around, Page knocks him over the guardrail and into the crowd with a discus big boot. Kris Cruise: Sole Destruction! Page unhooks his leg from over the guardrail. He then reaches over and pulls up Chandler. After turning Chandler around, Page hooks him from behind and delivers a half nelson suplex from the crowd back to the ringside area. Page then stalks Chandler as he tries to get back to his feet. But before he can, Page reaches down and yanks him up off the floor. Page lifts up Chandler onto his shoulders, charges down the ringside and area and delivers a running powerbomb that breaks the guardrail. Kris Cruise: My God, Jimmy Page just delivered a powerbomb that broke part of that guardrail! The crowd continues to boos as Chandler lays sprawled out on the broken rail. Meanwhile, Page looks on with a sadistic grin on his face. Kris Cruise: Look at him! He like this! He likes it! Page reaches down, peels Chandler off the metal rail and rolls him back into the ring. Page goes to slide back in, but stops himself. He then quickly gets back out and drops to his knees. He lifts up the ring skirt and begins rummaging underneath the ring. Once he finds what he’s looking for, he pulls out a wooden table. Stephy Auger: He’s not about to set up a lemonade stand, Cruise. Page smirks… before heading back underneath the ring. Once he finds what he’s looking for, he pulls out another wooden table. Kris Cruise: Great. What the hell does he need two tables for? Stephy Auger: I… I don’t want to know. Page takes the first table, sets up the legs and stands the table upright. He then heads over to the second table. After pulling out and locking the legs, he lifts up the table and stacks it on top of the first. Page then looks up at the top turnbuckle, then over to the down stacked tables, then over to Chandler. Stephy Auger: Oh… my… Kris Cruise: This doesn’t not look good. This does not look good! Page rolls into the ring. He reaches down, picks up Chandler and heads into the corner. He then lifts up Chandler and sits him down on the top turnbuckle. Stephy Auger: What’s he doing? A superplex? A powerbomb? Kris Cruise: I don’t know what he’s doing. But I know this. This isn’t good news for Chandler Scott. Not in the slightest. Page steps out onto the apron before climbing up onto the middle ropes. He grabs a hold of Chandler and goes for a superplex through the tables. But Chandler uses his free hand to grab onto the top rope. So Page goes for another superplex. But again, Chandler blocks it. So Page lets go and goes to punch Chandler in the face. But Chandler blocks and counters with a punch of his own. Page throws another punch. But again, Chandler blocks and counters with a punch of his own. He nails Page with another punch. After standing up on the top rope, Chandler nails Page with another punch… and another… and another… and another… and another. Page begins to slowly lean back… before lunging forward and grabbing onto the ring post. Chandler unleashes a flurry of right hands on Page. He tries to shove Page off the ropes and through the tables. But Page hangs onto the post for dear life. So Chandler begins to nail Page with another flurry of right hands until Page loosens his grip. He then nails Page with another punch… and another… and another. Kris Cruise: Stephy Auger: This could be the end right here, Cruise... Chandler pulls back his right hand to go for the knockout blow. But Page cuts him off with a double chop to the throat. He then quickly grabs a hold of Chandler before hurling him off the top rope and through the table with an exploder suplex to a collective gasp from the crowd. Kris Cruise: Page just suplexed him through two tables! Page just suplexed Chandler Scott off the top rope and through two tables! Crowd: FUCK JIMMY PAGE! FUCK JIMMY PAGE! FUCK JIMMY PAGE! FUCK JIMMY PAGE! Page turns over and see the damage he’s just caused. He smiles, then laughs as he sees Chandler laying motionless amongst the debris. Stephy Auger: It’s over, Cruise. The match is over. It’s done. After pulling himself back to his feet, Page walks over, pulls Chandler up and rolls him back into the ring. Page rolls himself back in and makes the cover. ONE! . . . . TWO! . . . . THRE-NO! The crowd gaps, then roars with cheers as Chandler gets his shoulder up. Page looks back up at the ref with wide eyes. Kris Cruise: Page is just as shocked as I am! Stephy Auger: I’m just as shocked as you two are! Page makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . THRE-NO! Chandler gets his shoulder up. Page makes the cover again. ONE! . . TWO! . . THRE-NO! Chandler gets his shoulder up. Page gets up on his knees and screams while tugging his hair out of frustration. Kris Cruise: Page thought he had him! He thought this was finally over and done with! But no! Somehow, Chandler’s still got some fight left in him! Page returns to his feet and marches into the corner. After kneeling down on one knee, he reaches behind the bottom turnbuckle and begins to mess with it… until he pulls out a railroad spike. Kris Cruise: How the hell did he slip that in there? When did he slip that in there? Page slowly makes his way back across the ring as Chandler is now up on all fours. Page reaches down with his right hand and grabs Chandler by the hair. As he raises the spike up, he pulls Chandler’s head back so that he can look right into his eyes. But before Page can send the spike through Chandler’s skull, the crowd cheers as Chandler reaches up with his right hand and delivers a low blow. Page immediately buckles and doubles over. The crowd then roars with cheers after Chandler returns to his feet, hooks Page’s arm, lifts him up and plants him with the DNA Driver. Kris Cruise: Chandler hit him with the DNA Driver! Stephy Auger: But I think that just took everything out of him. He’s not making the cover. Both men lay on the canvas for the next several seconds. Page, face down while Chandler stares up at the lights. After about twenty seconds or so, Chandler slowly turns over on his side before slowly rising back to a vertical base. Meanwhile, Page can be seen stirring on the canvas. After Page turns over on all fours, he reaches over for the spike. But Chandler kicks it out of the way. He then kicks Page in the ribs, knocking him over onto his back. Chandler reaches down, pulls up Page and delivers a shinbreaker. Without letting go, Chandler lifts him back up and delivers a second shinbreaker, then a third. Chandler then switches his grip on Page’s leg before throwing him down with a dragon screw legwhip. Page howls with pain while he clutches at his leg. But Chandler shows no mercy on him as he goes to repeatedly stomp on the right leg. He then takes a hold of Page’s leg and delivers a rolling leg snap. Chandler returns to his feet, lifts up the leg and delivers another rolling leg snap. Chandler gets back up, lifts up the leg and delivers a third rolling leg snap. Kris Cruise: Chandler’s trying to snap that leg in half, Stephy! Chandler picks up Page, snapmares him over and follows up with a rolling neck snap. Chandler then sits up Page before heading into the ropes. When he returns, he connects with a sliding forearm smash to the face. Chandler sits him back up before returning to the ropes. When he comes back, he nails Page with another sliding forearm smash. While Page is sprawled out across the mat, Chandler rolls to the outside. He reaches underneath the ring and pulls out a metal chain. After wrapping the chain around his forearm, he rolls back into the ring. Chandler sits up Page and kicks him square in the back before heading back into the ropes. When Chandler returns, he goes for a third sliding forearm smash. But this time, Page roll out of the way. Once Chandler scrambles back to his feet and turns around, the crowd boos as Page turns him inside out with a lariat. Page then stumbles over into a nearby corner. He clutches his knee before trying to massage it. He then looks over at Chandler, who is slowly turning over onto his knees. After Chandler stands up on his knees, Page pulls down his knee bad, charges from out of the corner and nails Chandler in the back of the head with a Boma Ye. Stephy Auger: Sole Destruction right to the back of the skull, Cruise! Page then crumbles down to the canvas as the crowd continues to boo. Kris Cruise: Page put everything he had behind that knee. Both men slowly return to their feet. Page punches Chandler with a right hand. Chandler responds with one of his own. Page comes back with a right hand. Chandler responds with one of his own. Both men then latches onto the back of each other's neck with one hand while trading a flurry of punches with the other. Kris Cruise: The fists are flying, Stephy! Both men, slugging it out! The two men continue to trade fists until they eventually tire out and slow down. After gasping for air, Page nails Chandler with a right hand. Crowd: BOO! Chandler comes back with a right hand of his own. Crowd: YES! Page nails Chandler with another punch. Crowd: BOO! Chandler punches him right back. Crowd: YES! Page nails Chandler with another punch. Crowd: BOO! Chandler punches him right back. Crowd: YES! Page nails Chandler with another punch. Crowd: BOO! Chandler goes to punch him right back, but Page blocks it and cracks him with a headbutt. Crowd: BOO! Page reaches out and lunges forward, cracking Chandler with another headbutt. Crowd: BOO! Page goes for another headbutt, but Chandler cuts him off with a chain-wrapped forearm smash to the face. Crowd: YES! Chandler nails him with another forearm. Crowd: YES! And another. Crowd: YES! And another. Crowd: YES! And another. Crowd: YES! And anoth-NO! Page kicks him in the midsection, grabs him, turns and delivers a neckbreaker across the knee. Kris Cruise: Page with The Paralyzing! Page picks up Chandler, lifts him up and plants him with a cradle piledriver. The crowd continues to boo as he turns over and makes the cover. ONE! . . . . TWO! . . . . THR-NO! The crowd roars with cheers as Chandler gets his shoulder up. Page heads over into the corner and rips off the top and middle turnbuckle pads. He then limps back cover towards Chandler and goes to pick him up. But Chandler brings him down to the canvas with a standing double leg takedown. He then goes to wrap up Page in the Scott Lock. But before Chandler can turn him over, Page reaches over, takes the railroad spike, lunges up and stabs him right in the head with it. Kris Cruise: NO! The crowd erupts with boos as Chandler goes down and clutches the top of his skull. Meanwhile, Page can be seen looking over with yet another sadistic smile. Kris Cruise: That son of a BITCH! Page returns to his feet. After positioning himself in front of the exposed turnbuckle, he lifts Chandler up onto his shoulders. But before he can deliver the turnbuckle powerbomb, Chandler delivers 12-to-6 elbows to the top of Page’s head. Once Page drops Chandler in front of him and lands on his feet, Chandler follows up with a Pinpoint Dropkick. Stephy Auger: Chandler caught him right in the face with that dropkick. Chandler picks up Page and hits a vertical suplex. He then turns his hips, rolls over, pulls Page back to his feet and hits another suplex. After turning over, Chandler pulls up Page, hooks his leg and delivers a snap spinning fisherman neckbreaker. He makes the cover. ONE! . . . . TWO! . . . . The crowd boos as Page gets his shoulder up. Chandler picks up Page and lifts him up across his shoulders. Page then repeatedly elbows Chandler in the side of the head before slipping down from behind. He positions Chandler for a half nelson suplex. But Chandler counters with a low blow. Page breaks the hold before stumbling back into the corner. After Chandler stands back up from behind hunched over, he runs into the corner. But Page steps out, grabs him and delivers an exploder suplex into the exposed turnbuckles. The crowd boos as Chandler lays folded up in the corner. Kris Cruise: Chandler Scott was looking to put this away. But Jimmy Page, once again, was just a step ahead. Page drags Chandler from out of the corner before pulling him up from behind. Page wraps his arm around Chandler before turning him inside out with a wrist lock transitioned into a short-arm elbow smash. Kris Cruise: The Concussion! The continues to roar with boos as Page makes the cover. ONE! . . . . TWO! . . . . THRE-NO! The crowd gasps, then cheers as Chandler gets his shoulder up. Kris Cruise: Chandler Scott narrow avoids the three count yet again! Stephy Auger: Page rolls to the outside and goes to look for something underneath the ring. He then pulls out a small coil of barbed wire, which he proceeds to wrap around his left forearm and elbow. Stephy Auger: You know what he’s going to do with that, don’t you? Kris Cruise: … yes, I’m afraid I do… Page climbs back up onto the apron and steps back into the ring. He stalks Chandler while Chandler slowly turns over on all fours. Page reaches down and pulls Chandler back to his feet. He spins Chandler around and goes for the Concussion using the barbed wire-wrapped elbow. But Chandler ducks. When Page turns around, the crowd cheers after Chandler scoops him up across his shoulders and delivers a fireman’s carry neckbreaker. Kris Cruise: Chandler with the counter! He’s got Page down! But for how long? Chandler slowly rolls to the outside, picks up two steel chair and tosses them into the ring. After rolling back in, he heads over to Page, picks him up and whips him into the corner. Chandler charges into the corner and nearly takes his head off with a running European Uppercut. He then takes Page and whips him hard into the corner with the exposed turnbuckles. Chandler runs across the ring, jumps and connects with a flying corner elbow smash with the chain-wrapped arm. After hoisting Page up on the top turnbuckle, Chandler takes the chairs, opens them up and presses the edges of the seats together so that the chairs are facing each other. He then grabs a hold of Page and walks around the chairs. The crowd cheers as Chandler delivers a rope-hung cutter through the chairs. Kris Cruise: Mass Spike through the chairs! Chandler just drove Page through the chairs with the Mass Spike. Chandler grabs Page by the hair and drags him from out of the corner and towards the center of the ring. He then grabs Page from behind, turns him around and nails him with a wrist lock transitioned into a short-arm elbow smash. Kris Cruise: The Concussion! Stephy Auger: He just nailed Page with his own move! Without letting go, Chandler pulls Page back up to his feet and knocks him down with another short-arm elbow smash to the face. Kris Cruise: There’s another Concussion! Without letting go, Chandler slowly pulls Page back to his feet. After a knee doubles Page over, Chandler hooks his arm, lifts him up and plants him with the DNA Driver. The crowd explodes with cheers as he turns Page over and makes the cover. ONE! . . . . TWO! . . . . THREE! “Evil Ways (Justice Mix)” blasts over the PA as the crowd erupts with cheers. J.A. Aldridge: Here is your winner, CHANDLER SCOTT! After Chandler rolls off of Page, the ref kneels down and raises his arm in the air. Chandler continues to lay on the canvas as he tries to catch his breath. Kris Cruise: We just saw a war in and outside of the ring. Chandler can’t even stand right now. Stephy Auger: Chandler Scott just went to hell and back in this match against Jimmy Page. Page beat the tar out of him for large portion of this match. But Chandler was able to overcome it all and get his hand raised as the winner. Cheers and applause ring throughout the crowd as Chandler slowly heads out of the ring. He goes to make his way up the aisle. But he soon stops once he hears something. When he returns around, he sees the glassy eyes and the blood-stained face of Jimmy Page. Page is on his knees applauding him. Chandler narrows his eyes as Page continues to laugh while applauding him. So Chandler heads back towards the ring. Kris Cruise: What’s this now. Chandler walks over towards Page with his hands on his hips. Between the labored laughs, Page tells Chandler to finish the job. Stephy Auger: What did he say? Chandler stares a hole through Page. Page shouts back at Chandler, telling him to finish the fucking job before spitting at him. Chandler obliges. The crowd cheers as he reaches down, yanks up Page, runs and tosses him over the top rope and to the floor. Kris Cruise: Chandler’s not done with Page yet! After Page’s body lands with a hard thud to the outside, Chandler rolls to the outside and kicks off the top level of the steel steps. He then walks over, grabs the steps and pushes them into the ring. Kris Cruise: Oh my... Stephy Auger: I don’t think Page is going to be able to pull anyone in front of him this time... After Chandler slips back in, he grabs the handles on the sides of the steps before hoisting them up. Chandler turns and sees Page slowly returning to his feet on the outside. Once Page gets back to his feet and turns around, Chandler runs over and launches the steps, sending them over the top rope and bouncing right off of Page’s face. The crowd explodes with cheers. Kris Cruise: That was 50-60 pounds of steel steps that just nailed Page right in the head! While Page is down after getting beaned in the head, Chandler rolls to the outside. He then goes over and grabs the bottom half of the steps before dragging them over into the aisle. Stephy Auger: He’s still not done! From there, Chandler pulls Page up onto the steps. After struggling to lift Page in the air, Chandler spikes him with a Steiner Screwdriver onto the steps. Cheers and applause can be heard throughout the crowd as Page’s body goes limp. Kris Cruise: Evil Intentions right on the steps! Page’s limp body slowly rolls off the steps. But Chandler still isn’t done. He looks over at the top half of the steps, then over at Page. He then takes Page and drags him so that his upper body is laying across the bottom half of the steps. Chandler then goes over and picks up the top half of the steps. He slowly raises the steps over his head before throwing it down across Page’s head to an explosion of cheers from the crowd. 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