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Post by FGA Office on Feb 28, 2019 0:37:54 GMT -5
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Post by FGA Office on Feb 28, 2019 0:44:08 GMT -5
★★★ EARLIER TODAY ★★★ We cut to a white Chevrolet Equinox pulling into the parking garage of the Vivint Smart Home Arena here in Salt Lake City, Utah. Upon the vehicle pulling in, we see backstage interviewer Amanda Johnson rushing over towards the SUV. The cameraman immediately rushes over as he tries to keep up with Amanda’s pace. Once Amanda gets to the vehicle, she is seen knocking on the driver side window. The camera then pans around towards Amand’s right side. When the window is rolled down, the driver is revealed to be none other than International Heavyweight Champion, Chandler Scott. The pre-recorded sight of Scott is immediately met with a cascade of boos. Chandler Scott: Didn’t you hear me two weeks ago when I said I didn’t want you conducting any of my interviewers ever again? Yet here you are banging on my window as soon as I pull up. Now you listen up and you listen good. I want nothing, and I mean I want absolutely nothing to do with you. So why don’t you just do me a favor and get lost, ok? Chandler’s dismissal of Amanda Johnson is met with a roar of boos. To the interviewer’s credit, she doesn’t back down. She stands her ground and continues. Amanda Johnson: I’m not going to do that because I need answers for what you did a month ago to Melanie Sierra! Chandler gives the interviewer a bewildered look. Chandler Scott: Are you deaf? What part of “Amanda Johnson isn’t conducting my interviews” did you not understand? Furthermore, if you’re looking for the person that’s responsible for Melanie getting hurt, then I suggest you go find the nearest trash dump and stick a microphone in Jimmy Page’s face. But if you do that, I’d suggest wearing a helmet. Women aren’t exactly safe around him. They tend to be his favorite target, you know. Weirdos like him get off on that type of stuff. Chandler shakes his head in disgust at the thought of the “depraved” Jimmy Page. Amanda, however, comes to Page’s defense. Amanda Johnson: Jimmy Page may have been a lot of things in the past, but- Chandler quickly talks cuts her off. Chandler Scott: But? BUT???!!! There’s no buts about it. Jimmy Page is exactly what he was before. I would say he’s the same person that he was before. But that would be inaccurate. You know, with him being a subhuman piece of trash and all. Amanda Johnson: Don’t you at all feel ashamed of yourself for what you said to him a month ago? You poked away at him over and over until he finally had enough! You bullied him, Chandler! You bullied him! You goaded him into that attack! Your words were vile, Chandler! They were uncalled for! You can hate him all you want. But there was no reason for you to go there with him!!! Chandler Scott: Well I would disagree. There’s plenty of reasons for me to go there with that piece of trash and they’re a mile long. That son of a bitch said that he would do again what he did two years ago. He would willingly attack another innocent person again just so he could get the satisfaction of watching me “squirm”. And that’s not BS. That’s not me twisting his words. Those words came right out of his goddamn mouth! And yet idiots like you continue to sit here, coddle him, make excuses for him and treat him with kids gloves. It’s pathetic. Amanda Johnson: How can you say that after--ohmygod!! Amanda moves out of the way as Scott’s window shatters not into pieces from a baseball bat shot. The culprit...Jimmy Page! The crowd roars in approval as Page drops the bat and reaches into the car! Page hammers at Chandler Scott who’s trying his damndest to get his seat belt off. Jimmy being the gentlemen that he was would help him...by taking the seat belt and wrapping it around Scott’s neck. Jimmy gets a good hold of Chandler who’s turning pink from how tight Page had the belt around his throat. Jimmy Page: You piece of sh*t!! You garbage!!!! What did I tell you?! What did I tell you Scott, huh?!?! Page doesn’t stop there, having control of Scott’s neck, he repeatedly begins to slam the champion face first into the steering wheel. Amanda can be heard in the background, begging Jimmy to stop, almost pleading with him. But Page ignored those cries and continued his assault. Chandler’s head would snap back each time his face met with the wheel. With each blow the horn went off!! The crowd is going crazy at Chandler’s beating. Scott groans in pain, as Page doesn’t look to be done. Page grabs Chandler by the collar of his shirt and begins to drag him through the broken window. Scott’s upper body is out of the window. Page backs up and runs full steam ahead, hitting Chandler in the temple of his head with Trauma Symphony, his knee strike!!! Chandler is out of it, feeling as if he were in a car crash. Scott is helpless as he dangles through the car window. Page didn’t seem like he was done however. Jimmy picks up the bat he dropped, glaring at it, then back at Scott. Amanda steps in front of Jimmy. Amanda Johnson: Jimmy, I know--look this isn’t worth it--if you did this--Jimmy this is what he wants…! Page uses his body to block Amanda off from Scott. Page lets out a scream and swing the bat with full force at Scott’s head!!! But Scott moved at last second, causing Jimmy to just dent the driver side door. Scott is seen crawling out of the car through the passenger side. He’s on his hands and knees, looking dazed and confused. Page walks around the other side looking to finish the job, when suddenly he’s swarmed by officials. The manage to wrestle the bat from his grasp and try and get him as far away from Chandler as possible. Jimmy Page: DON’T YOU EVER IN YOUR LIFE--GET YOUR F**CKING HANDS OFF ME!!! DON’T YOU EVER IN YOUR LIFE SCOTT!!! DON’T YOU EVER THINK I CAN’T HUNT YOU DOWN AND END THIS!!! Page snatches away from the officials as he begins to head to the locker room. The camera catches Jimmy’s seething expression, then turns to Chandler Scott, fading away from the champion as he tries to regain his composure after the assault he had received. |
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Post by FGA Office on Feb 28, 2019 0:49:13 GMT -5
"Perfect Insanity" by Disturbed plays as a video package is shown of various FGA grapplers making their way through various entranceways. The video then switches to various FGA grapplers getting kicked, punched, slammed, suplexed and dropped onto the mat.... Come inside and be afraid
Of this impressive mess I've made
If you take a look now you will find
I have thrown away my vice
Done away with paradise
See what's going on inside my mind
Please let me out
Please let me out
Please let me... After dramatic slow motion shots of various grapplers flipping off the top turnbuckle, the video switches to the Flashpoint logo as the chorus kicks in.  The video fades to an outside shot of the Vivint Smart Home Arena in Salt Lake City, Utah. We then transition inside to a wide shot of the arena. The camera then pans around, capturing the excited crowd. An FGA chant breaks out throughout several sections of the crowd... Geoff Penzer: Hello, wrestling fans, and welcome to another episode of Flashpoint! I am your host, Geoff Penzer! We are on the last stop on our road to 2019: A New Odyssey, the first Flashpoint outing in Pay Per View in the new year! Earlier tonight, the International Heavyweight Champion Chandler Scott was jumped in the parking lot by none other than Jimmy Page! The “King of the F’N World” not only tried to choke the life out of Chandler, but he tried to smash his head in with a baseball bat! Security was able to swarm the scene and grab a hold of Page before any serious damage was done but my goodness, ladies and gentlemen. The issues between these two continue to escalate! I am actually fearful of what might happen at a New Odyssey when these two get locked inside of a Steel Cage! Tonight, we’ve got a bunch of actioned lined up for you. In our co-main event, Jimmy Page will be taking on former 15 Champion, Sloan Talbot! Both of these men are menacing forces here on the Flashpoint brand. They’re two of the more dangerous brawlers in all of FGA. What will happen when these two hard hitters collide? We’ll find out right here tonight! Then, in our main event, it will be a Six Man Tag Team Match as The Chaotics and Savannah Taylor take on the team of Pendragon and Chris Madison! Pendragon have remarked about how this is a dream scenario to team with the likes of Madison. On the other side of things, De Luca has made her feelings known and hasn’t shied away from the fact that she’d rather not have anything to do with the Las Vegas Siren here tonight. Can De Luca and Taylor get on the same page? We’ve got a ton of action still to come. But right now, let’s kick things off with another Six Man Tag! It will be The Cali Krew taking on the ever popular trio of TRIPLE A! Let’s send it to the ring where former KWI and LDFC ring announcer Tony Allen has once again stepped in to give the ring intros while Melanie Sierra recovers from her injuries. Tony, take it away! ★★★ SIX MAN TAG TEAM MATCH ★★★
AAA (Ashley Sullivan, Ashley Marie Chase, Antoinette Sands)
vs.
The Cali Krew (Sarah Santa Monica, BiBi Bakersfield, Thurston Thousand Oaks) Tony Allen: The following Six Man Tag is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, already in the ring! From The West Side, they all the team of Sarah Santa Monica, BiBi Bakersfield and Thurston Thousand Oaks… THE CALI KREW! Boos can be heard throughout the arena while The Cali Krew pose in the center of the ring. “Killin It” by Krewella hits the P.A system and the fans erupt in cheers. Pink and purple lights zoom around the arena as Antoinette Sands comes skipping out from the back. With a perky smile as ever, she jumps up and down amping the fans up before she delivers one final jump slapping her shoes down on the ground before running down the ramp. As she runs, she slaps the hands of some fans, glitter spewing from her hands as she slaps theirs. "I Bring the Darkness (End of Days)" by Jim Johnston featuring Tommy Vext begins to play as the aisle way fills up with smoke. AMC rises up from the smoke in full face paint and is trying not to cough from all the smoke. ”Who do you think you are?
You’ve now gone much to far!” AMC steps through the smoke and looks around at the crowd she then slowly walks toward the ring basically strutting with a smirk as she fist bumps some of the fans The opening guitar riff of "Warrior" by Skarlett Riot begins to play over the sound system seconds before the Hybrid Champion Ashley Sullivan walks out onto the stage. Pointing out to the fans all over the arena, Sullivan walks down to the ring. Once she gets down to ringside, and gets on the apron before climbing the turnbuckle from the outside. She nimbly climbs the turnbuckle from the outside to perch atop the top rope as she sits on her knees. Tony Allen: And their opponents, weighing in at a total combined weight of 363 pounds! They are the team of Ashley Sullivan, Ashley Marie Chase and Antoinette Sands… TRIPLE A! With her name being announced, Ashley reaches back behind her back to undo the title belt and holds it up high for everyone to see. Flashing from cameras going off all around her, Sullivan rolls forwards to flip down into the ring and land on her feet. AMC walk up the steps, taking a moment to wipe her feet on the apron before getting into the ring. AMC then drops to her knees in the middle of the ring and stretches out her arms and looks out toward the crowd. As she makes her way down the ramp, she approaches the ring as she climbs up the ring apron she stands up and removes her sparkly jacket tossing it to the side as she enters. Once she’s in the ring, she bounces up and down, screaming out to the fans who encourage her before playfully slapping hands with the ref as she awaits the start of the match! Geoff Penzer: Flashpoint fans, we were fortunately enough to get some words from Ashley Sullivan here earlier in the night. Here is what the former World Tag Team Champion had to say… The match starts off with The Cali Krew charing across the ring to attack AAA! The crowd cheers when Sullivan, Chase and Sands all counter with back body drops. When Santa Monica, Bakersfield and Thousands Oaks return to their feet, Sullivan, Chase and Sands return them to the mat with a pair of dropkicks. Sullivan, Chase and Sands then take The Cali Krew and whip them into the far corners. Sullivan runs over and blasts Santa Monica with the Wind Kick (running big boot in the corner)! Chase runs over and blasts Bakersfield with a diving forearm smash! Sands then runs over, hops on top of Thousands Oaks and throws him out of the corner with a monkey flip! While Thousands Oaks tries to pick himself up in the center of the ring, Sullivan & Chase grab Santa Monica & Bakersfield and whip them towards the center of the ring, sending them crashing into Thousands Oaks! When Santa Monica stumbles back and turns around, Sullivan brings her down with Into Dust (Codebreaker)! Chase then knocks Bakersfield off her feet with the Kick of Doom (superkick)! Meanwhile, Sands runs over and brings Thousands Oaks down with the Sugar Rush (russian leg sweep)! Thousands Oaks turns over and tries to get back to his feet when Chase drives him back down with the Full Facial (Curb Stomp)! After Sands drags Bakersfield into position, she climbs the turnbuckles in once corner while Sullivan scales the turnbuckles across the ring. Once they both reach the top, Sands flips back and crashes down across Bakersfield with the Rave-A-Round (corkscrew moonsault) while Sullivan flips off and crashes down across Santa Monica with the Sunset (Swanton Bomb)! The cheers continue while Sullivan turns over and makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . THREE! The crowd explodes with cheers when “Warrior” blasts over the PA! Tony Allen: Here are your winners, ASHLEY SULLIVAN, ASHLEY MARIE CHASE and ANTOINETTE SANDS! The cheers continue while Sullivan, Chase and Sands all raise their arms in victory. |
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Post by FGA Office on Feb 28, 2019 0:50:01 GMT -5
Our scene opens up on the face of new Flashpoint roster member, Sadie San Francisco, earning an immediate pop from the Salt Lake City crowd. Sadie is clearly dressed to compete, pacing back and forth in a darkened dressing room. She pauses, resting with her hands on hips for a moment. Sadie San Francisco: So. I think we both knew this was coming the moment we locked eyes. Sadie nods to herself a bit before she turns toward the camera. She wears a serious expression for a few seconds-- but a tiny half-smile crosses her features for a moment. Sadie San Francisco: I dunno why we went through this little phase where we acted like it wasn’t gonna happen. We could totally feel it-- this was unavoidable. And I don’t believe I’m owed anything, Kendall. I know a title match is a huge opportunity-- and a match with the champion, in general, is a huge opportunity. I know I don’t get to walk in here, pick up one single win, then declare myself a contender… Sadie shrugs her shoulders a little. Sadie San Francisco: ...but I told you what I wanted and you accepted. Now we’re here. A breath. Sadie San Francisco: I know I can beat you. And I know you can’t do to me what you did to Shintaro. The comment earns a pop from many in Salt Lake City, but quite audible boos from fans of the reigning FGA 15 Champion. Sadie San Francisco: I’m a fan of how you handle yourself in the ring. As a fan-- as a peer-- I think you’re silently becoming one of the best wrestlers in FGA. No question. But as an opponent… Sadie takes a second to find the right words, giving the camera the slight shake of her head. Sadie San Francisco: As an opponent, it’s gonna be ugly, and I’m gonna do whatever I end up needing to do to get that title off you in fifteen minutes, pretty much. All I need is one match, Kendall. So let’s see. Sadie steps out of her dressing room-- where she’s passed by the dejected Cali Crew trio of Sarah Santa Monica, BiBi Bakersfield, and Thurston Thousand Oaks, all shuffling away from the gorilla position. As they continue down a corridor toward the dressing room area, Sadie shoots a look of mild amusement down the hall. Sadie San Francisco: ...wild. She pulls the door of her dressing room shut and makes her way toward the gorilla position as we fade away. ★★★ COMMERCIAL BREAK ★★★ |
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Post by FGA Office on Feb 28, 2019 0:52:06 GMT -5
★★★ RECORDED EARLIER ★★★ Cameras out in the parking lot of the Vivint Smart Home Arena catch the 15 Champion Kendall Kingham making her arrival, belt over her shoulder, luggage being wheeled behind her. She's not totally in her gear yet, but is wearing tonight's custom airbrushed jacket which reads 'Putting on 5 Star Graps in the Flashpoint Zone for Ute' on the back. It doesn't exactly roll off the tongue, but hey, she's trying to give a personalized shout-out to the Salt Lake City Crowd. As she stops to sign some autographs for fans on her way in, a voice in the crowd calls out. Rando: Ready for another defense Kendall!? She searches to see who said that but can't locate them and shrugs before deciding to answer anyways. Kendall Kingham: I'm excited! It's kinda a weird feeling too though, because this is exactly what I want. I want to be a fighting Champion, I want to either push people to bring their best or fight people who push me to bring mine. And Sadie, she's someone who I think can fit both. So in a weird way, I gotta kind of tune out that feeling that I'm living the dream. A title defense every show since I've won this Championship back. Because I love what I do, but if I'm feeling too happy out there I can lose track of what a challenge I have in front of me. Kendall bites her lip. Kendall Kingham: And this is gonna be tough, I've got someone in Sadie who besides all her track record and stuff, she can do a lot of the stuff I do well. The submission game, the striking, her striking game's different than mine yeah but it's always a real challenge when you've got a bit of a mirror match. So I've gotta be on my A game, and that's exactly what I'm planning on doing. After an uncomfortable pause, she perks up and slaps the title belt. Kendall Kingham: Right here in the Flashpoint Zone! As she starts making her way back towards the door, she calls out. Kendall Kingham: Hope that answered your question uh, whoever that was! |
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Post by FGA Office on Feb 28, 2019 0:53:56 GMT -5
The cameras switch to a corridor where Neal Durden and Lowri Moss are seen sat beside one another on a crate. There is a roar from the audience at the sight of the Welsh duo, both of whom are dressed in jeans and a hoodie, and the pair are already deep in conversation as we join them.
Neal Durden: So, just to be clear… grey bed sheets are ok? I mean, I like blue, but grey is ok by me, if it is by you…
When Neal gets no true answer from Lowri, he continues speaking.
Neal Durden: I know we should be talking strategy and about our main event match tonight, but I thought of softening the mood a bit.
Lowri smiles at the absurdity of the situation.
Lowri Moss: Yes, grey is fine.
She laughs a little, as she turns to look at Neal.
Lowri Moss: You idiot.
She then gives him a gentle, playful push. Neal gives her a smile back and continues.
Neal Durden: So, tonight’s match. I already said our team is like a dream team, but we have to see how to make the dream come true. Last time, you surprised Ashlyn and knocked her out in seconds, really… I didn’t have the same luck against Logan. Meaning, tonight Ashlyn might be better prepared for whatever we can throw at them, so will Logan. And there are the wildcards, being Chris Madison on our side and Savannah Taylor on theirs.
Lowri Moss: Ashlyn should’ve been well prepared for me two weeks ago, Neal, never mind tonight. Literally one night earlier, I had struck her with a superkick and then pinned her - she should’ve known not to give me an invitation to do a repeat performance. But I know what you mean. She’s unlikely to make the same mistake again tonight; I expect that Logan will make sure of that. And as far as Chris and Savannah are concerned… “wildcard” might be an accurate description for Savannah, but Chris…
Lowri pauses to take a breath, before continuing.
Lowri Moss: He and I have actually teamed up once before, the better part of two years ago, and we came out on the winning side on that occasion. I know we can rely upon him to do his part to help us get the win, and in the process, completely curb whatever momentum the Chaotics have.
Neal shrugs it off, as he talks.
Neal Durden: Let be clear here, when I say wildcards I don’t mean as if Chris or Savannah are loose cannons like Page or Chandler seem to be these days. I know having Madison on our side is a big advantage, after all, I made the assertion that the three of us together are kind of a Dream Team. After all, you’re teaming one of the best in like, ever, with us; and I feel there’s no denying we’re one of the best tag teams of recent times… there’s the recipe for success right there.
Neal’s eyes wonder for a bit, he seems a bit distrusting; maybe the fact that both himself and Lowri have been attacked from behind and blindsided so many times lingers within his mind, yet he continues.
Neal Durden: I just, want us to be prepared for anything. Tonight we can’t leave anything to chance. Madison has his own goal to achieve tonight, we have ours; those goals might coincide for a while, but, knowing what the Chaotics and Taylor are capable of, on their own accord… there’s no way to truly know what kind of shenanigans they might want to pull out tonight, just to avoid prolonging the confrontation; or pull the three of us towards different directions. They’re cunning, they’re clever and they KNOW facing the three of us together is a daunting task; but singling out one of us, might just work. It worked for Alexander two weeks ago, after all.
Lowri Moss: Yeah, well, that was y--
Footsteps can be heard approaching from further down the corridor. Lowri and Neal simultaneously turn to look in the direction of the sound. The steps slow and eventually stop as the person responsible enters the field of view. Smiling politely, Logan Alexander nods to the pair.
Logan Alexander: Evening.
In the distance, boos can be heard carrying down the corridor. Logan glances around appearing slightly amused by the reaction.
Logan Alexander: Wow… the acoustics of the arena are great. That love song from the crowd carries all the way back here.
Logan returns his attention to Lowri and Neal.
Logan Alexander: I’m not interrupting anything, am I?
Lowri looks at him with a mixture of bemusement and intrigue.
Lowri Moss: Nothing that can’t wait.
Logan nods to them.
Logan Alexander: Glad to hear it. Now I’ll just get right to the point here.
He smiles slightly again.
Logan Alexander: It’s a pleasure to meet the both of you.
He offers a hand to Lowri. She hesitates for a moment, but after deciding that Logan seems sincere enough, she shakes his hand. Logan nods to her, then turns slightly and offers his hand to Neal as well. Still, not forgetting his defeat at the hands of Alexander last week, Neal looks at Logan, then at Lowri, and then, with Lowri’s reassuring look, he shakes his hand. Logan nods to Neal as well.
Neal Durden: So, I’m sure you’re not here just to exchange pleasantries. What do you want?
Logan rolls his eyes slightly at the direct inquiry.
Logan Alexander: That is an incorrect assumption. I was here strictly for pleasantries. I’m not here with any ulterior motives. I figure there may already be enough bad blood between the two of you, Ashlyn and myself as is. If I wanted to cause trouble, I would have come here with Ashlyn.
Neal scoffs, letting out a half-smile, while he surveys the field. Pendragon’s past with people jumping them from behind will not let him believe a word of what Alexander is saying; yet, he and Lowri let Logan continue speaking.
Logan Alexander: I will admit that being on the same show as the both of you makes me think about what could have been…
A curious Lowri raises an eyebrow.
Lowri Moss: Really? Like what?
Logan Alexander: Like having this meeting after the initial brand draft back in 2017.
He glances from Lowri to Neal and back.
Logan Alexander: I like to think I have an eye for talent. Even back then I knew you two were a pair to watch. Had we all ended up on one of the shows together, I would have at least offered a helping hand to you both then. You never know… it might have helped the both of you.
He sighs and shakes his head.
Logan Alexander: Guess I’ll never really know.
He looks towards them again.
Logan Alexander: Seems that now we’re destined to have a different sort of relationship instead.
Neal, looking at Lowri, interjects himself into the conversation
Neal Durden: I’m sure you would’ve acted differently to The New Murder…
Neal’s voice denoted a degree of sarcasm in what he said, yet, without letting Alexander speak, he continued.
Neal Durden: See, while I appreciate the fact that you believe we have the it factor to make it in this industry - and it’s no secret we respect what the two of you have made between the ropes - it’s hard for me to believe anyone would’ve wanted to help us reach a higher level.
Neal turned to Lowri as he continued speaking.
Neal Durden: The reason that’s so hard to believe for me is the simple fact that those that feel they’re on top of the mountain, don’t want anyone getting anywhere close to the peak. Dom Harter felt so threatened by us that he formed and reformed and reformed the crows just to see if he could take us out… he couldn’t.
Getting in Alexander’s face, Neal continued.
Neal Durden: Why, then, should I believe a word you say?
Logan Alexander: Neal, I’m not going to tell you to believe me. I can see that convincing you to do so is going to be an uphill climb that I simply don’t have the time to accomplish here. But I will give you the straight-forward answer to your question. My ego is quite secure. It has been for over a decade at this point. My career is littered with moments of coming up short in heartbreaking fashion. You only have to look back at Final Frontier for the most recent occurence.
He smiles ruefully.
Logan Alexander: If I can have a hand in helping others accomplish what I cannot, it’s almost like success by proxy. It’s not the same of course, but until I break through the glass ceiling on my own, I can at least be proud of offering some guidance to others to let them do so.
Neal gave Lowri a look, but the duo let Alexander continue talking.
Logan Alexander: There is another reason, tangentially related to that one though.
He offers a confident grin as he leans forward.
Logan Alexander: I’m not afraid of facing opposition as good as, or even better than, I am. I have a few long standing relationships with people I’ve helped mentor that have gone on to have greater careers than I have. Two of them are in this company. One of them I have an on and off again rivalry with going back over eleven years. The other is Ashlyn. All of these relationships have pushed me to try and better myself and surpass what I felt were my limitations.
Looking over Pendragon more appraisingly, Logan pauses for a few moments.
Logan Alexander: I feel that could have happened with you two as well. I know you two are good, individually or as a team, but I’m not scared of facing either of you in the ring.
He focuses on Neal.
Logan Alexander: You know that firsthand from two weeks ago.
Neal gave Logan a stare, but before he could say anything, Alexander turned his attention to Lowri and continues speaking.
Logan Alexander: You’re likely going to see that tonight. Chris Madison will as well, cause I’m not afraid of facing him either, even with the resume he has. I don’t run from challenges. I face them head on, I get better because of them and, more often than not, I do overcome them.
Lowri Moss: I--
Lowri quickly glances at Neal, before correcting herself.
Lowri Moss: I mean, we-- aren't exactly known for running from challenges either, Logan.
Neal took the word from Lowri, without any hesitation in his voice.
Neal Durden: And I think that’s something, you know firsthand too.
Logan Alexander: Well, I never suggested that you two were dodging challenges at any point. If only the reverse were true…
Logan offers another little smirk. Neal looks at Logan and smiles, before talking.
Neal Durden: Logan, we haven’t said anything the like either. The only thing we have said so far is that we don’t trust Ashlyn or you. And I think you can understand it, if you know our history so far, if you know what happened while we were in Vertigo, if you know anything about US, I think you know exactly why we don’t trust you. But, if you take offence to that, well, let’s just say… there are ways to solve this situation.
Neal winks at Logan, before looking at Lowri.
Neal Durden: See you in the ring tonight.
Logan’s smirk never wavers.
Logan Alexander: No offence, just amusement.
He turns and offers a casual wave over his shoulder as he starts to walk away.
Logan Alexander: Later.
As the two members of Pendragon watch their foe leave, before then returning to their own conversation, the show cuts back to ringside.
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Post by FGA Office on Feb 28, 2019 0:59:06 GMT -5
★★★ 15 CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH ★★★
(c) Kendall Kingham vs. Sadie San Francisco The lights in the arena fade to a rose-gold color as the familiar sound of smooth jazz echoes throughout the building. “Young Nation” hits the PA system and a roar surges throughout audience. Sadie San Francisco steps out to the top of the ramp, offering a quick wink to the camera nearest before continuing past. Sadie pauses at the bottom of the ramp, performing a full turn as she gazes at the masses surrounding her. Tony Allen: The following contest is scheduled for one fall with a 15 minute time limit and it is for the FGA 15 CHAMPIONSHIP! Introducing first, the challenger! From The West Side! Weighing in at 129 pounds… SADIE SAN FRANCISCO! Nodding a bit to herself, Sadie strides around to the side of the ring facing the hard camera. She climbs onto the apron, narrowing her eyes at the camera is it pans closer to her, capturing only a cold gaze from Sadie as she spends a few seconds staring into the lens-- before slinking through the ropes, sliding seamlessly back into the ring. Sadie makes her way toward the turnbuckles, slowly ascending to the second rope, shooting a broad smile out toward the raucous audience before raising a single “V” above her head with her left hand. Sadie casually drops down from the turnbuckles and turns, leaning against the turnbuckles as she awaits competition. Geoff Penzer: Since “The Pope” made her way to Flashpoint, she has been eyeing the FGA 15 Championship. There’s a great deal of respect between both champion and challenger. But as we heard Sadie say earlier, she feels that she can defeat the reigning 15 Champion. Sadie had one of the greatest title runs in company history as Mid-Atlantic Legacy Champion. Will “The Pope” start off another great run with a championship win here tonight? The lights drop, and multi-colored ones start strobing around as "Professional Griefers" starts up to the cheers of the crowd. Kendall Kingham emerges into sight wearing her regular gear, sunglasses, her Championship belt around her waist and an airbrushed jacket. Kendall bounces on the balls of her toes before making her way down the ramp, slapping a few hands along the way. Tony Allen: And her opponent, from Hell’s Kitchen, Brooklyn, New York! Weighing in at 152 pounds! She is the reigning and defending FGA 15 Champion… KENDALL KINGHAM! She hops up on the apron, runs to an unoccupied corner, and climbs to the second turnbuckle. Unstrapping and raising her title belt to a pop from the crowd, she slingshots herself inside, and removes her jacket and glasses as the lights come back on while her music fades. Geoff Penzer: Kendall Kingham has been a fighting champion since winning the 15 Championship this past summer. Over the last several months, Kingham has made a name for herself as one of the best grapplers to hold that championship. Tonight, she faces what could be her toughest challenger to date in the from of Sadie San Francisco. Does Kingham have what it takes to defeat “The Pope” hear tonight and get one step closer to that magical fourth defense as 15 Champion? The bell sounds as both grapplers start things off with a handshake. The show of sportsmanship garners cheers from the crowd. Both champion and challenger begin to circle the ring. Kingham tries to get the Flashpoint Zone hyped up by clapping her hands. The capacity crowd quickly takes their cue from the reigning 15 Champion. Kingham and San Francisco then size each other up before heading to the center of the ring and locking up. After jockeying for position, Kingham places San Francisco in a side headlock. The Pope then moves Kingham across the ring and against the ropes, which forces a rope break. Kingham then lets go of the hold and keeps her arms in the air. The Pope keeps her guard up as she steps back towards the center of the ring. Kingham then comes off the ropes before circling the ring. The two grapplers size each other up before locking up. After jockeying for position, San Francisco gains control with a side headlock of her own. Kingham can be heard groaning while San Francisco wrenches the hold. The ref quickly gets in and asks Kingham if she wants to give up. Kingham refuses. She then tries to push San Francisco’s arm up from around her neck. But The Pope overpowers her and slaps the side headlock back on. After a couple of shots to the body, Kingham slips out and brings her down with a hammerlock belly to back suplex! Kingham makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . San Francisco kicks out. Kingham pulls San Francisco back to her feet before wrenching her left arm. Kingham then performs another arm wrench. Then another. Geoff Penzer: Kingham’s targeting the dominant arm of Sadie early. The ref gets in and asks San Francisco if she wants to give up. The Pope refuses. She then reaches over, reverses into an arm wrench of her own and then quickly drops Kingham with an inverted foot stomp! While Kingham is on a knee, San Francisco grabs her arm from behind and brings her down with a somersault arm wringer. She pulls Kingham over and makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Kingham kicks out. San Francisco picks up Kingham and delivers a knife edge chop before sending her into the ropes. When Kingham returns, San Francisco brings her to the mat with a headscissors takedown before quickly transitioning into an arm bar. The Pope tries to fully apply the hold. But Kingham is able to block by locking her arms together. She then turns over to the left and pins San Francisco’s shoulders to the mat. ONE! . . TWO! . . San Francisco kicks out and releases the hold. When both grapplers return to their feet, Kingham catches San Francisco with a European Uppercut. San Francisco strikes back with a forearm. Kingham fires off and connects with another European Uppercut. San Francisco nails Kingham with another forearm strike. Kingham then rocks San Francisco with another European Uppercut. San Francisco answers back with another forearm strike. Kingham goes for another European Uppercut when San Francisco cuts her off with a spinning backfist! While Kingham is dazed, San Francisco grabs her and sends her into the far corner with an irish whip. The Pope rushes over before bashing Kingham with a running high knee! She then hops on top of Kingham before throwing her out of the corner with a monkey flip! While Kingham turns over and tries to get up off the mat, San Francisco runs over and leaps up for a Fameasser. Kingham’s able to slip out of the way, grabs San Francisco on the way down and counter with a German Suplex! Kingham starts to get up near the center of the ring while San Francisco picks herself up near the ropes. Kingham then turns and heads into the far ropes. When she comes back, the crowd cheers when San Francisco ducks and dumps her over the top rope and to the floor! Geoff Penzer: Kingham’s just been sent to the outside! While Kingham picks herself up on the outside, San Francisco turns and runs into the far ropes. When she returns, the crowd cheers when she leaps through the ropes and knocks Kingham down with a suicide dive! Geoff Penzer: The Pope takes it to the air and takes out th champion! San Francisco takes Kingham and rolls her back inside. She then rolls back in and makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Kingham kicks out. The Pope picks up Kingham, moves her into the corner and lights up her chest with knife edge chops. She then takes Kingham and whips her into the far corner. San Francisco runs across the ring and goes for another running high knee. This time, Kingham slips out of the way, causing San Francisco to crash into the corner! As San Francisco stumbles back, Kingham nails her in the back of the head with a Brazilian Kick! The Pope then staggers forward, slips through the ropes and falls to the floor. While San Francisco starts to pick herself up on the outside, Kingham turns and hits the far ropes. When she comes back, the crowd cheers when she leaps through the ropes before wiping out San Francisco with a suicide European Uppercut! Geoff Penzer: Now Kingham takes out Sadie with a suicide dive of her own to the floor! Kingham picks up San Francisco and rolls her back inside before rolling back in. She makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . San Francisco kicks out. Kingham takes San Francisco, moves her into the corner and delivers four European Uppercuts before rocking San Francisco with a roaring European Uppercut! While The Pope slumps down in the corner, Kingham takes off into the adjacent set of ropes. When she returns, she nails San Francisco with a running facewash. She then drags San Francisco away from the corner before making the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . San Francisco kicks out, Kingham picks up San Francisco and whips her into the ropes. When The Pope returns, Kingham throws her down with a Japanese arm drag. As San Francisco starts to pick herself back up, Kingham rushes over and throws out a Knee Trembler. But San Francisco slips out of the way. When Kingham turns around, she gets knocked back by a gamengiri. Kingham stumbles back until she falls against the ropes. From there, The Pope connects with a superkick to the arm. While Kingham slumps down against the ropes, San Francisco hits the far ropes. When The Pope comes back, she swings through the ropes and locks Kingham in Alcatraz (tiger feint crucifix armbar)! The cheers continue while The Pope cinches in the hold. The ref rushes over and gives San Francisco until the count of five to break the hold. Ref: ONE… TWO… THREE… San Francisco lets go. She then steps back inside and puts the boots to Kingham before pulling her back up. She rocks Kingham with another left arm forearm strike before sending her into the corner with an irish whip. The Pope sizes up Kingham before rushing across the ring to attack. The crowd cheers when Kingham counters the attack with a Tarantula! San Francisco groans while Kingham pulls back on the hold. The ref rushes over and gives Kingham until the count of five to break the hold. Ref: ONE… TWO… THREE… Kingham breaks the hold. The champion steps back inside, picks up San Francisco and whips her into the ropes. When San Francisco returns, Kingham doubles her over with a knee strike to the midsection. She then hoists San Francisco up across her shoulder before bringing her down with a canadian backbreaker drop! Kingham then turns San Francisco over into the prone position before stepping on the back of her thighs. Kingham then bends her legs up, locks them around hers, reaches down and hits The Pope in the sides before grabbing onto her wrists. Kingham then begins to rock back and forth. Once she’s got enough momentum, she pulls The Pope into a Mexican Surfboard! Geoff Penzer: Kingham applies the surfboard! Sadie’s got her arms and legs trapped with nowhere to go! San Francisco groans while Kingham keeps her held up in the air. The ref asks The Pope if she wants to give up, but she refuses. Kingham continues to fight for the submission. San Francisco grits her teeth while she tries to fight through the pain. The ref checks in with the challenger and asks her if she wants to give up. Again, she refuses. Kingham then leans back, bringing San Francisco down and holding her shoulders to the mat for a cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . San Francisco slips out. As San Francisco tries to get back up, Kingham scrambles back to her feet, rushes over and throws out a Knee Trembler. The Pope keeps her arms up to block it, counters with another forearm strike and follows up with a spinning back elbow! She then grabs a hold of Kingham wrenches the arm and brings her down with a shoulder jawbreaker. She makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Kingham gets her shoulder up. San Francisco takes Kingham and goes for an irish whip. Kingham reverses and sends San Francisco into the ropes. When The Pope returns, she sees Kingham setting up for a back body drop. So she stops, nails Kingham with a kick to the face that stands her upright and then brings her down with a Downward Spiral. Instead of making the cover, San Francisco keeps Kingham in the prone position before pulling her into a seated Surfboard Stretch! Geoff Penzer: Now The Pope has Kingham trapped in a surfboard of her own! These two have been trading holds all night, ladies and gentlemen! The ref gets down and asks Kingham if she wants to give up. When she refuses, San Francisco pulls back on the hold. Kingham groans while San Francisco continues to keep the hold applied. The ref checks in with the champion and asks her if she wants to give up. But again, Kingham refuses to quit. So San Francisco lets go, letting San Francisco fall face-first onto the mat. The Pope then quickly ties up Kingham’s legs. San Francisco reaches over and goes for the Our Lady of Sorrows (Regal Stretch). But Kingham block the move by getting her arm up. San Francisco continues to try and get her arm around Kingham’s face. But again, Kingham blocks it. Kingham tries to slither her way towards the ropes. But San Francisco is right there to rain down left arm forearm strikes across the back. She then tries to slip on Our Lady of Sorrows. But once again, Kingham continues to block the hold from behind fully applied. Kingham continues to slither forward before reaching out and grabbing the bottom rope. The Pope has no choice but to get off of Kingham when the ref gives her a five count. Ref: ONE… TWO… THREE… San Francisco gets off of Kingham. She then reaches down, picks up Kingham, lifts her up and throws her down across the top rope with a front suplex. While Kingham hangs across the top rope, San Francisco turns and heads into the adjacent side of ropes. When San Francisco returns, she nails Kingham with a bicycle kick to the side of the head. Kingham gets knocked off the top turnbuckle, bounces off the apron and then falls to the floor! Kingham can be seen sprawled out on her back before starting to shake out the cobwebs. She slowly turns over before starting to get back to a vertical base. San Francisco sees this, so she turns and heads into the far ropes. When The Pope returns, she launches herself through the ropes and takes out Kingham with another suicide dive! San Francisco picks up Kingham and rolls her back inside. While Kingham tries to crawl away, San Francisco climbs up onto the apron, scales to the top turnbuckle, jumps off and crashes down across her with a diving knee drop! She turns Kingham over and makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . T-NO! Kingham gets her shoulder up. San Francisco pulls up Kingham before taking control of her back. She goes for a German Suplex when Kingham blocks it with an elbow to the face. Kingham then hits two more elbows before going for a standing switch. She lifts up San Francisco for a German Suplex of her own when she gets caught with a back elbow to the face. After lowering San Francisco down, Kingham gets hit with another elbow to the face. Then another. The Pope then turns around and throws out another spinning back elbow. Kingham ducks, lifts San Francisco up across her shoulders and brings her down with an Argentine Neckbreaker! The cheers continue as she turns over and makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . T-NO! San Francisco gets her shoulder up. Kingham picks up San Francisco and whips her into the corner. The champion rushes in to attack, only to get knocked back by a back elbow to the face. After shaking off the blow, Kingham rushes back in. This time, San Francisco knocks her back with a boot to the face. Kingham shakes off the blow before charging back in for a third time. This time, San Francisco ducks and dumps Kingham over the top rope! When San Francisco turns around, the crowd cheers when Kingham takes her down with a slingshot spear from the apron! She makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . TH-NO! San Francisco gets her shoulder up. San Francisco picks up San Francisco and nails her with a European Uppercut. San Francisco comes back with a forearm strike. Kingham connects with another European Uppercut. San Francisco answers back with another forearm strike. The Pope goes for another forearm strike when Kingham cuts her off with another European Uppercut. Kingham fires off four more European Uppercuts and goes to follow up with a samoan Spike when San Francisco cuts her off with a bicycle knee! While Kingham is dazed, San Francisco brings her down with the Downward Spiral! She makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . TH-NO! The crowd cheers when Kingham gets her shoulder up. San Francisco picks up Kingham and whips her into the corner. The Pope rushes in to attack when Kingham knocks her back with a back elbow to the face. She then hoists herself up onto the middle ropes, jumps off and goes for a crossbody block. The crowd explodes with cheers when San Francisco counters with a snap powerslam out of mid air! She hooks the leg. ONE! . . TWO! . . THR-NO! The crowd gasps, then cheers when Kingham gets her shoulder up. Geoff Penzer: Kingham got her shoulder up just in time! San Francisco picks up Kingham and positions her for an Exploder Suplex. Before The Pope can deliver the move, Kingham counters with multiple elbows to the side of the head. She then applies a Thai Plum, moves San Francisco into the corner and nails her with knees to the head! Kingham hooks The Pope before throwing her out of the corner with a hip toss. After climbing up onto the middle ropes, Kingham knocks San Francisco down with a diving European Uppercut! While The Pope turns over and tries to pick herself up off the mat, Kingham charges over and clobbers her with a Knee Trembler! She pushes San Francisco over and makes the cover. Geoff Penzer: We’ve seen her put away the likes of Sloan Talbot with that move! Could this be it right here!? ONE! . . TWO! . . THR-NO! The crowd gasps, then cheers when San Francisco gets her shoulder up. Kingham picks up San Francisco and sets up for a German Suplex when San Francisco counters with a back elbow. After performing a standing switch, the crowd gasps when The Pope hooks Kingham’s arms from behind. She slowly turns and positions Kingham for Vanity (Unprettier). Kingham then slips out and shoves San Francisco into the ropes. When The Pope returns, Kingham knocks her off her feet with a Samoan Spike! She makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . THRE-NO! The crowd cheers when San Francisco gets her shoulder up. Geoff Penzer: So close! Kingham picks up San Francisco off the mat. The crowd gasps when Kingham hooks her arms from behind to set up the Australian Suplex (low angle bridging Tiger Suplex). Before Kingham can deliver the hold, San Francisco blocks by hooking her right leg around hers. Kingham tries to hoist her up for another Australian Suplex. But again, San Francisco blocks by hooking the leg. So Kingham lets go, turns San Francisco around and throws out another Brazilian Kick. This time, San Francisco ducks, hooks Kingham from behind and counters with a release Tiger Suplex! San Francisco turns over on all fours while Kingham struggles to get up. The Pope then puls Kingham back to her feet, hooks her arms from behind and throws her down with a release Dragon Suplex! Geoff Penzer: Sadie dumps Kendall on her head again, good Lord! Kingham struggles as she tries to push herself up off the mat. The champ quickly collapses back down to the canvas. The Pope swoops in to finish her off. She pulls Kingham up off the mat and hooks her arms from behind. She’s about to drop Kingham with Vanity when Kingham slips out, quickly grabs San Francisco from behind and throws her down with the Australian Suplex! Geoff Penzer: THERE IT IS! KINGHAM GOT HER! ONE! . . BELL SOUNDS! The crowd murmurs amongst itself while the ref heads to the outside and talks something over with Tony Allen. Geoff Penzer: What’s going on here? Why did the bell ring? I know the ref didn’t finish counting to three. Wait a second… hold on… it looks like the referee is discussing something with Tony Allen… I believe Tony’s ready to announce the referee’s decision. Tony Allen: Ladies and gentlemen, The referee has informed me that since a fall wasn’t decided within the 15 minute time limit, this match… has been ruled a DRAW! The crowd erupts with boos at the announcement of a draw. The draw counts as a successful title defense for Kingham. But it’s not the way that Kingham wanted to get another defense on her record. Kingham gets handed the championship. But she looks a bit dejected over the outside of the match. Sadie San Francisco can be seen pulling herself up using the ropes. She looks equally disappointed. Geoff Penzer: Both Kendall and Sadie look upset over how this championship match ended. This isn’t how either of them wanted to leave the Flashpoint Zone here tonight. Hopefully we can see a rematch between these two down the line... ★★★ COMMERCIAL BREAK ★★★ |
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Post by FGA Office on Feb 28, 2019 1:02:04 GMT -5
The camera cuts back to ringside as the fans sit in anticipation. A few moments later, MUCC’s "Sei to Shi to Kimi" begins to play throughout the arena. It doesn’t take much time before Nina Stokes casually strolls out from the back. However, there’s something noticeable in her right hand—that steel chair from last Flashpoint.
Nina saunters down to the ring, paying the fans little mind. She makes her way over to one of the FGA attendants and grabs a microphone before she slides underneath the bottom rope of the ring. Her music starts to fade as she wastes very little making her way to the center. Just as she did last week, she unfolds the chair and leisurely takes a seat. After she is nice and comfortable, Nina glances around the entrance ramp. She peers at the entryway. She peers at the commentators table. She even peers throughout the crowd. But she doesn’t see what she’s looking for.
Nina Stokes: Asshhhhhllllleeeeyyyyy.
Nina shakes her head as she brushes her hair out of her eyes.
Nina Stokes: I told you that you’d have until this week to give me an answer. And what do you know?
She flips her right hand over and half-heartedly glances at her Fitbit Blaze.
Nina Stokes: Time’s up.
She pauses for a second.
Nina Stokes: Now, I—
"I Bring the Darkness (End of Days)" by Jim Johnston featuring Tommy Vext begins to play as the aisle way fills up with smoke. AMC rises up from the smoke trying not to cough from all the smoke. She has a microphone in hand and taps it a few times looking into the crowd from the top of the entrance way.
Ashley Marie Chase: Nina, Nina, Nina! When I heard you were coming I could not have been happier that my good friend was on her way. However it appears the girl I knew has changed, grown up you could say but obviously not for the better.
The crowd cheers this
Ashley Marie Chase: Now when I first heard about this challenge I assumed you had the wrong Ashley. I assumed you meant to challenge Ashley Sullivan since we both know she is not your favorite person. So imagine my surprise when I realized you really did mean me and not Sully. I was shocked I tell you shocked!
AMC feins surprise
Ashley Marie Chase: Now last week you said that you could of attacked Ant after the match to get my attention. Now you are right attacking Ant would of gotten my attention. It would of gotten your ass beat but my attention you would of had.
Crowd oohs and ahhs.
Ashley Marie Chase: So you want an answer to your challenge huh? Well the answer is YES! I accept your challenge Nina but if I were you I would be careful what I wish for because I will not be anybody's doormat or stepping stone. You step in this ring with me I will give you all you can handle and more. So be ready “buddy” because you can bet your sweet ass I will be!!
Crowd roars its approval and a “AMC” chant breaks out. A bit of time elapses before the crowd simmers down. All the while, Nina sits there with a bored expression on her face.
Nina Stokes: How rude...
She lets out a sigh.
Nina Stokes: Haven’t you wasted enough of my time? I feel like you have, considering it’s been weeks since I first made the challenge. But instead of giving me a simple “yes” or “no,” you decided to spew out some dribble? Interesting.
Nina pauses for a moment.
Nina Stokes: You talk a big game out here in front of this crowd. But you know the truth in your heart, don’t you?
There was a rhetorical pause.
Nina Stokes: If I had attacked Annotate last week? Well, she would have just gotten attacked. You wouldn’t have kicked my ass. No. You would have simply sat be helplessly as your friend got hurt.
Nina shrugs her shoulders as she continues.
Nina Stokes: Everyone else might fall for all this puffing that you are doing, but let’s be real about something. I’m about that action; I have been since day one. That’s a documented fact. And if you were really about it too, then you would have jumped up at moment’s notice. You wouldn’t have wasted all this precious time.
Nina shakes her head.
Nina Stokes: But I suppose that’s none of my concern now. I have the answer I was looking for.
AMC says nothing but just smirks and mouth the words tick tock and points to her watch and then she walks off.
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Post by FGA Office on Feb 28, 2019 1:04:15 GMT -5
The scene shifts to Amanda Johnson, who is backstage in front of the Flashpoint backdrop. Amanda Johnson: We've got plenty of action still to come here tonight on Flashpoint. Later on tonight, we're going to see how well James Edwards and the reigning United States Champ Salem coexist when they take on th- Amanda Johnson is quickly cut off by the following sound... *GARLP-GARLP-GARLP* Amanda turns to her left as the familiar sound of someone entering a green Mario Pipe is heard. Her face brightens with joy when Max Powers and Landon Knight walk into the picture. The crowd roars with cheers at the sight of the Super Mario Wrestling Bros! Amanda Johnson: The SMWB! I was just talking about you guys! I'm sorry, where are my manners? I'm Amanda Johnson! I'm the main interviewer here on this brand. Allow me to officially welcome you guys to Flashpoint! Another roar of cheers from the crowd is heard. Amanda then shakes hands with both members of the SMWB. Max Powers: It's good to be here, Manda Panda. Amanda Johnson: We've all been wondering, what brought you guys to Flashpoint? Don't get me wrong, it's great that you're here. But you guys weren't selected in the Draft Lottery earlier last month. So it came as a huge shock when you guys turned out to be the Mystery Team against Ashley Marie Chase and Antoinette Sands a few weeks back. Landon Knight: Well Amanda, as I'm sure you know, Big Max and I are known not just for our skills inside the ring as a tag team, but for our explorations outside the ring. The two of us have been around the world... Max Powers: ... and have gone to many other Worlds, too! Landon Knight: Since coming back to FGA, all we've heard was how great the Flashpoint Zone was. "Flashpoint this, Flashpoint that". Well when Max and I stumbled our way into another Warp Zone during one of our many travels and we were faced with three choices, there was only one tunnel we wanted to take, Amanda. And that was the one that led the Red n Green Machine right here... to FLASHPOINT! Max Powers: That's right! We would have loved for nothing more than to get even with those nut jobs Silk & Cyanide after they screwed me and my buddy Landon over. But having the opportunity to come to Flashpoint? It was an opportunity too good to pass up. Amanda Johnson: You guys have been here for about a month? What do you guys think? Max Powers: Well, you know, me and Landon here have been scoping things out and I've gotta say, we like what we see here. Everyone talks about how good the tag division is over on Vertigo. But dare I say it's just as good over here. We found that out first hand when we went up against Dudettes Ashley and Antoinette in our first night out. Those Triple A chicks? They're good. They even have the potential to be great. But on that night, we had their number. But we won't brag. We won't put those guys down. Whenever they feel up to it, we'd love to give them another go. Landon Knight: Amanda, there's been a lot of talk about not just who is the best team of Flashpoint lately, but who is the best team in all of FGA. If you polled the people from far and wide, from Bob-omb Battlefield all the way down to Dire Dire Docks, the consensus is that the two teams at the top of the mountain are The Chaotics... The crowd roars with boos. Max Powers: ...and Pendragon... The crowd roars with cheers. Landon Knight: And how could you not? The Chaotics have proven themselves to be THE team here on Flashpoint as the World tag team Champions. Then you had Pendragon who made their mark as the US Tag Champs over on the other show. I can't fault the fans for thinking that the two of them are at the top of the list. But let me tell you something. Here in 2019, there's going to be a third team that will be added into that conversation and let me tell you something, Amanda. You're looking right at em! Another roar of cheers from the crowd. Max Powers: The SMWB didn't just come out to take in the scenery. We came here to win those World Tag Team Titles! Once upon a time, we held those titles. I'd like to think that at one point we were looked at as the best team to ever hold those titles. I think I can speak for the both of us when I say that we want that distinction again. Landon Knight: All the Mario Bros and Broettes out there are hyped to see us here and we're just as hyped as they are. There are a ton of cool dudes and dudettes here that we'd like to meet. But like Max said, we didn't come here just to mix and mingle. Our number one goal is to 1-Up the tag team competition here in the Flashpoint Zone. By the end of 2019, you will be calling us your World Tag Team Champions! |
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Post by FGA Office on Feb 28, 2019 1:07:24 GMT -5
★★★ SINGLES MATCH ★★★
Cassius Reed vs. Zola Star “Stars” by Marshmello plays on the sound system in the arena and out comes Zola Star. She smiles as she hits the stage paparazzi snaps pictures of her as she graces the arena with her presence. She raises her hands in the air and poses for pictures before strutting down the ramp. She does a spin before heading to the left apron. Tony Allen: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Chicago, Illinois! Weighing in at 140 pounds… ZOLA STAR! She climbs the apron and raises her hands posing again before sliding into the ring through the second rope. She points a finger in the air to the crowd and smiles before putting her hands on her hips for a superhero like pose as the paparazzi snaps pictures of the STAR! It’s not my fault your girlfriend like me, I do her hard like fucking warp speed, Your Dad’s mad, it’s not my fucking fault, That your Mom wants to fucking fuck me! As the intro to “You Suck” by Pour Habit blasts throughout the arena, out from the back bursts Cassius Reed! Slowly rotating in his gold lined black ring robe Cassius soaks in the atmosphere for just a moment. Spinning to face the ring, he shadow boxes at the top of the ramp a short time more, before posing, spreading his arms wide, and sprinting down to the ring at full pace! Tony Allen: And her opponent, fighting out of Funkytown, USA and topping the scales at 205 pounds… CASSIUS REED! Sliding in under the bottom rope, he quickly rolls onto his back before kipping up! Giving a quick smirk and raised eyebrow to the referee, he turns and leaps to the top of the nearest turnbuckle, before whipping off his ring robe with a flourish. He poses just a moment at the top of the turnbuckle, smug grin on his face, robe hanging from his hand, before dropping back to the mat, consigning his entrance gear to the outside whilst he finishes warming up for the match with more shadow boxing. Geoff Penzer: Both Zola Star and Jaelynn Ramsey made headlines when they were two of the names selected to Flashpoint during the Draft Lottery. Since that time, we’ve seen both Cassius Reed and Ramsey be dismissive of Zola’s claims of being a star while making their own claims regarding star power here on Flashpoint. All three grapplers will be going at it in a Triple Threat Match at A New Odyssey for bragging rights! Tonight, we get a slight preview of that match as The STAR takes on the 2018 Rey del Aire! The match starts with Reed offering his hand to Zola. The STAR reaches out for a handshake when Reed pulls back. The crowd boos as he moonwalks away from Star while running his hands through his ‘fro. Star runs over to attack when Reed brings her down with What The Funk (handstand handspring headscissors takedown)! The boos continue as Reed lights up Star with right jabs. He then throws out a discus punch when Star cuts him off with a cartwheel knee strike! She makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Reed kicks out. Geoff Penzer: Star caught with that MMA style strike and nearly got the early three count! Star brings Reed into the corner and doubles him over with multiple gut punches. She then takes The Funky Dragon and sends him into the far corner with an irish whip. Star then runs across the ring to attack when Reed counters with a back elbow to the face. After a European Uppercut knocks Star back, Reed slingshots himself out onto the apron. He then goes to scale the turnbuckles. As soon as Reed gets one foot on the top rope, Star runs back into the corner, runs up the ropes, grabs Reed and throws him down with an arm drag off the top rope! The cheers continue as Star rushes over and executes a headscissors takedown. Star goes to follows up with a split leg drop when Reed rolls out of the way. Reed gets back to his feet and throws out a left elbow drop. But Star rolls out of the way. When both grapplers get back to a vertical base, Star nails him with chops before going for an irish whip. Reed quickly reverses, sending Star into the ropes. When Star comes back, the crowd cheers when she knocks Reed down with a Thesz Press before hammering away with punches! Reed then rolls over, mounts on top of Star and delivers MMA style mounted punches! The boos continue as Reed gets back to his feet before hitting the ropes. When he returns, he goes for a left running elbow drop. But once again, Star rolls out of the way. When Reed gets back to his feet, Star latches onto the arm and wrenches it several times. The ref asks Reed if he wants to give up, but The Funky Dragon refuses. He then rolls forward, leans back, kips up, spins in place and then whacks Star across the face with a Pimp Slap! The boos continue when he doubles her over with a kick to the midsection before throwing her down with a snap suplex. He turns over int a lateral press. ONE! . . TWO! . . Star kicks out. Reed picks up Star and whips her into the ropes. When Star returns, she sees Reed setting up for a back body drop. So she stops, grabs Reed and plants him with a Hammerlock DDT! She makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Reed kicks out. Star picks up Reed and goes for an irish whip. Reed quickly reverses and sends Star into the ropes. When Star returns, she knocks Reed down with a crossbody! ONE! . . TWO! . . Reed kicks out. Geoff Penzer: Another nearfall for Star! She’s hanging in there with the Iron King and matching him blow for blow. Star picks up Reed and whips him into the ropes. When Reed returns, Star throws out a superkick. Reed catches her foot, swings the leg away from him and counters with an inverted facelock backbreaker. Reed then returns to his feet before delivering Funky Knee, Funky Do (standing moonsault double knee drop)! The boos continue as he makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Star gets her shoulder up. Geoff Penzer: I’m surprised Star didn’t get the wind knocked out of her with that one. Reed picks up Star and goes for a belly to back suplex when Star rolls over his shoulder and lands on her feet. After Star turns Reed towards her, Reed doubles her over with Johnny Cage (split legged punch to the midsection)! Reed then rolls back before bringing Star down with a kip up huracanrana. The Funky Dragon then rushes across the ring before delivering a running huracanrana that sends Star through the ropes and to the floor. While Star picks herself up on the outside, Reed turns and runs into the far ropes. When he returns, the crowd boos when he brings Star down with a slingshot huracanrana to the outside! Geoff Penzer: The 2019 Rey del Aire takes it to the air and takes out Star on the floor! After rolling Star back inside, Reed climbs back up onto the apron before delivering a slingshot left elbow drop. The boos continue as he makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Star gets her shoulder up. Geoff Penzer: Reed finally landed that elbow, but it only gets two. Jaelynn Ramsey is glued to one of the monitors in the back, I’m sure. She’d love for nothing for than to see these two beat the heck out of each other. Reed picks up Star and whips her into the corner. The Funky Dragon then runs across the ring before hitting Star with the Spanish Archer (Bionic Elbow)! After moving Star out of the way, Reed climbs up onto the middle rope, grabs Star and brings her down with a Tornado DDT! He makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Star gets her shoulder up. Geoff Penzer: Reed planted Star with that Tornado DDT! But Star got her shoulder up just in time. This young woman is showing some fight here tonight! Reed brings Star back down with a neckbreaker before following up with a running leg drop. He makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Star gets her shoulder up. After pulling Star back to her feet, the crowd boos when Reed delivers the Pimp Slap Symposium (Quick Right Handed slap to opponent’s face to get opponent to drop their guard, into a quick Right Jab - Right Jab - Left Hook Boxing Combo, dazing the opponent, and ending with a Michael Jackson style spin straight into a (Left Handed) Spinning Backhand Slap to opponent’s face WITH AUTHORITY)! While Star is dazed, Reed brings her down with a split-legged Stunner. The boos continue as he steps out onto the apron. After The Funky Dragon scales to the top turnbuckle, he flips off and goes for a diving somersault leg drop. The crowd cheers when Star rolls out of the way, causing Reed to crash onto the canvas! Geoff Penzer: Reed missed! The high risk did NOT pay off for the Rey del Aire! When both grapplers get back to their feet, Star takes Reed and goes for an irish whip. Reed quickly reverses and sends Star into the far corner. Reed rushes over into the corner when Star knocks him back with a boot to the face. She then steps through the ropes, scales to the top turnbuckle, jumps off and knocks Reed down with a missile dropkick! She makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Reed gets his shoulder up. Star picks up Reed and goes for an irish whip when again, Reed reverses. When Star returns, she sees Reed setting up for a back body drop. So she stops and knocks him upright with a kick to the face. From there, Star delivers MMA style striking combos before knocking him down with Seeing Stars (spinning kick to the face)! The cheers continue as she makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Reed gets his shoulder up. Geoff Penzer: I’m sure Reed was seeing stars after that one! But he still had the wherewithal to get that shoulder up! Star grabs Reed and goes for the Three Amigos. But Reed blocks the first suplex and counters with another snap suplex of his own. While Star is still down, Reed steps out onto the apron. Once Star gets back to a vertical base, Reed goes for the Funkensteiner (springboard huracanrana). The crowd cheers when Star steps back and counters with an inverted atomic drop! She then grabs Reed before bringing him down with the Star Fall (Dark Matter)! While Reed is sprawled out on the mat, Star heads back out onto the apron before scaling the turnbuckles. Once she reaches the top, she flips off and connects with The STAR Splash (Shooting Star Press)! She hooks the leg… ONE! . . TWO! . . THREE! The crowd cheers when “Stars” hits the speakers. Tony Allen: Here is your winner, ZOLA STAR! The cheers continue while Star gets her arm raised in victory. Geoff Penzer: Zola Star picks up the win here tonight! That obviously won’t sit well with Cassius Reed and I’m sure Jaelynn Ramsey isn’t thrilled backstage, either! ★★★ COMMERCIAL BREAK ★★★ |
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Post by FGA Office on Feb 28, 2019 1:27:00 GMT -5
Alone and with his arms crossed outside of the men's locker room, James Edwards looks dead serious--the way he seems to appear most of the time, honestly.
James Edwards: You had more sh*t to say on the computer this week, didn't you Salem?
The words echo off the hall walls, reinforcing the question rhetorical nature.
James Edwards: So somehow this week you have to put up with teamin' with me. You sound damn sure that something is going to go wrong and I'm the one who'll screw shit up.
James' voice is devoid of agitation, in fact, he seems calmer than usual.
James Edwards: Fine, if that's the way you want to approach this fight, go ahead, I don't give a damn. Let me tell you something, though; I've been in a situation like this before. Last summer I had a sh*t load of problems with my partner on Team Flashpoint. Every single one of them said I was a problem and that I'd cause the team to explode. I kept tellin' them that they had nothing to worry about and that I could separate myself from grudges when the time came to do work. Go back and watch the tape. I took hits I didn't have to, and I saved the match. I'm sayin' that as fact, not to pat myself on the back. The point is I don't like you, just like I didn't like those assh*les, but I'm going to work with you tonight because we need this win.
He scrunches his brow as the weight of the coming fight settling momentarily on his mind.
James Edwards: The boys we are facing tonight, they're good, and they're their hungry. They want the next shot at the tag belts. Getting a win over you and me puts them closer to the front of the line. We can't afford to let petty sh*t through us off as a team. We need this win just as much as they do. If we pull this off, then both of us stay undefeated in 2019. We stay undefeated and that inches both of us up the list of contenders for the International Heavyweight Championship. You ain't stupid. You know that. Your goal is to get a shot at the big belt just like mine is. So let's take care of business tonight and make sure our fight in a couple of weeks doesn't take a nosedive in value.
He looks into the camera with hope Salem will hear his message. His guarded posture indicates he isn't so sure she will be receptive to it as Flashpoint heads to the next match.
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Post by FGA Office on Feb 28, 2019 1:30:09 GMT -5
★★★ TAG TEAM MATCH ★★★
Salem & James Edwards vs. Super Mario Wrestling Bros "Rockit" begins to play over the speakers as the the lights in the arena dim. Two individuals step through the curtains wearing jackets that flash red, blue, green and yellow colors. At the 28 second mark, the lights come back on, revealing the SMWB to a positive reaction from the crowd. Max Powers and Landon Knight slap hands with the fans on their way down the aisle. Tony Allen: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, weighing in at a total combined weight of 374 pounds! They are the team of Max Powers and Landon Knight, the SUPER MARIO WRESTLING BROS! After sliding underneath the bottom rope and into the ring, they push themselves up and head into opposite corners. After climbing up onto the second rope and throwing their index fingers in the air, they climb to the top turnbuckle and backflip off, landing safely on their feet in the ring to cheers. Geoff Penzer: The SMWB have made it clear that they have come to Flashpoint for those World Tag Team Titles. They’re going to have to wait in line while The Chaotics have their hands full with Pendragon. Tonight, the team of Max Powers and Landon Knight will have their hands full when they take on the United States Champ and “The Burning Heart”! The house lights go down, and the arena stays black during the garbled opening guitar riff, then, "Okay." Strobe lights move with the easy beat of the song. James appears at the top of the ramp with the hood on his ring jacket up. He takes a few moments survey everything before him. The hood goes down with the opening lyrics. Tony Allen: And their opponents! First, from Lexington, Kentucky! Weighing in at 204 pounds! He is “The Burning Heart” JAMES EDWARDS! Moving with the meandering pace of the music, his eyes never leave the ring. He laps the squared circle, slides under the bottom ropes, and bows martial arts style to all four corners before settling into his own. "I'll get you my pretty... and your little dog too!" The funky drum beat and riff of 'Phenomena' by the Yeah Yeah Yeahs fills the arena and the quirky yet energetic Salem appears at the entrance wearing a hooded dark purple cloak with silver trim, 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, showing off the shiny title belt around her waist... She unstraps the belt and raises it over head in both hands and motions for the fans to get hyped, dropping the belt over her shoulder and 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. 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... She slides through the ropes, twirls off her cloak with a flourish and drops to a knee in the center of the ring placing the belt down in front of her, extending her arms out holding up the cane and playing to the crowd as the music fades. She hands the title belt to the referee and takes the cloak and cane to the corner, ready for the match. Tony Allen: And his partner, from Laval, Quebec, Canada! She is “Something Like a Phenomena”! The reigning United States Champion… SALEM! Geoff Penzer: We’ve seen the mind games be played by Salem with James Edwards over the last several weeks. We’ve even seen things turn physical with both grapplers dropping the other. At A New Odyssey, James Edwards will challenge Salem for the United States Championship! Can they coexist here tonight? Given what we’ve seen transpire over the last few weeks, I doubt it. But if they can? Then the SMWB could be in for a long night. The bell sounds as Knight and Edwards start things off for their respective teams. Knight inches his way towards Edwards and goes for a lock up when Edwards knocks him back with a push kick to the torso. Knight makes his way back over towards Edwards and gets caught with a front kick to the torso. The Burning Heart then hits Knight with alternating roundhouse kicks to the inner and outer thigh before knocking him down with a savate whip kick to the head! He drops down and makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Knight kicks out. Geoff Penzer: Knight tried to mix it up and grapple with Edwards. But he quickly got caught with several kicks for his trouble. Edwards picks up Knight and knocks him back into the corner with multiple forearm smashes. From there, Edwards lights up Knight’s chest with knife edge chops. He then takes Knight and goes for an irish whip. Knight reverses, sending Edwards into the far corner. Knight rushes across the ring to attack when Edwards comes out of the corner and brings him down with a leg lariat! He makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Knight kicks out. Geoff Penzer: Another nearfall for The Burning Heart. Edwards picks up Knight and whips him into the ropes. When Knight returns, Edwards lifts him up across his shoulders for a fireman’s carry gourdbuster. Edwards is about to deliver the move when Knight counters with elbows to the side of the head. He then slips down before shoving Edwards into the ropes. When Edwards returns, Knight throws out a dropsault. Edwards counters by pushing his feet out of the way. When Knight gets up on a knees, the crowd gasps when Edwards heads over and motions for the Violent Gospel (Running PK). But he hesitates slightly. Edwards then goes throw with the kick. But the hesitation causes Knight to slip out of the way and counter with a schoolboy. ONE! . . TWO! . . Edwards kicks out. Geoff Penzer: Edwards nearly had Knight. But he was a bit gun shy. After what happened at Final Frontier, we’ve seen Edwards continue to be hesitant when going for the Violent Gospel. The Burning Heart has added new moves to his arsenal to switch things up. But he still goes to the Gospel on first instinct when he sees an opening. After both grapplers scramble back to a vertical base, Edwards throws out the Fire From Heaven (discus roundhouse). But Knight ducks and then stumbles back from Edwards. Knight heads over into the SMWB and talks things over with Max Powers before tagging him in. Geoff Penzer: The SMWB are hoping a change of pace will do them some good as Max Powers is about to step into the ring. Knight didn’t fare too well in there against Edwards. Let’s see how Powers does against The Burning Heart. Powers gets into the ring and slowly inches his way over towards Edwards. He then ducks down, goes behind and applies a waist lock. Edwards reaches down and easily pulls Powers’ arms from around his waist. The Burning Heart then reverses into an arm wrench. The ref checks in with Powers and asks him if he wants to give up. When Powers refuses, Edwards yanks the arm before wrenching it again. Powers then rolls forward, leans back, kips up and brings Edwards to the mat with a headscissors takedown. He then takes Edwards and goes for an irish whip. Edwards quickly reverses. When Powers returns, he goes to slide through Edwards’ legs when Edwards reaches down and grabs him by the hair. He pulls Powers back to his feet and follows up with a lifting knee to the gut. While Powers is doubled over, Edwards steps back before nailing him with a lifting knee to the face that sends Powers flipping back down to the canvas. He drops down, pulls Powers over and makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Powers kicks out. Edwards picks up Powers before wrenching the arm again. When Edwards turns, he sees Salem with her arm held out for the tag. Edwards drags Powers over to his team’s corner. The Burning Heart continues to stare down The Witch before slapping her hand hard. Geoff Penzer: Edwards with the forceful tag out to the US Champ! Salem doesn’t wince from the slap. She steps in, takes control of Powers’ wrist and goes for an arm wrench of her own. Powers then runs towards the side of the ring, runs up the ropes and then brings Salem down with a springboard arm drag. When Salem gets back up, Powers runs across the ring and executes a hurricanrana that sends the champion through the ropes and to the floor! Powers begins to clap his hands to get the crowd hyped up. The crowd begins to join in while Salem picks herself up off the mat. Powers then turns and hits the far ropes. When he comes back, he gets blindsided with lariat from Edwards! A mix of cheers and boos are heard as Edwards reaches down, yanks up Powers, runs and chucks him through the ropes and to the floor. Geoff Penzer: Powers was readying for a dive to the outside when Edwards just trucked him with that lariat! Edwards stares down at Powers on the outside. When Edwards turns around, Knight runs over and clotheslines him over the top rope and to the floor. While Edwards gets up on the outside, Knight turns and runs into the far ropes. When he comes back, the crowd cheers when he hurls himself over the top rope before knocking Edwards down with a somersault senton to the outside! Geoff Penzer: Knight takes it to the air for a huge dive to the floor that wipes out Edwards! Knight starts to slowly pull Edwards back up. Back inside, Salem rolls back into the ring. She then bounces against the ropes before running towards the far ropes. The crowd cheers when Salem goes for a slingshot plancha. The crowd explodes with cheers when Knight then moves out of the way, causing Edwards to get knocked down! Geoff Penzer: OH NO! Salem just took out Edwards by accident! Knight picks up Salem and rolls her back inside. When Knight climbs back up onto the apron, Salem nails him with a high impact spinning backfist. Powers gets up onto the apron. Salem then greets him with a roundhouse kick. After a shoulder thrust through the ropes doubles Powers over, Salem turns and runs back into the far ropes. When she returns, the crowd explodes with cheers when she flips over the top rope and throws Powers down with a sunset flip powerbomb! Geoff Penzer: MY GOODNESS, WHAT A MOVE BY THE PHENOMENA! When Salem gets up on the outside, Knight runs along the apron, jumps off and knocks her down with a high knee! Edwards then grabs Knight from behind, runs and chucks him against the guardrail! He then marches back down to ringside, yanks up Powers and slams him face-first onto the apron before rolling him back inside. The Burning Edwards then pulls up Salem before pushing her back into the ring. Edwards climbs back up onto the apron, reaches through the ropes and tags himself back in. Edwards then goes over to Powers, picks him up and knocks him back with a stinging knife edge chop to the chest. He then pops Powers with a quick jab before sending him into the ropes with an irish whip. When Edwards returns, Powers sees him setting up for a back body drop. So Powers counters with a sunset flip. But Edwards rolls through it! The crowd gasps when Edwards rolls back to his feet and rushes over for the Violent Gospel!!! Once again, Edwards hesitates. He then throws out the move. But at that point, Power is able to lean all the way back to avoid the move. When Edwards turns around, Pops kips up and follows up with a pelé kick. Powers gets back to his feet, grabs Edwards and then connects with the Chain Chomp (arm wrench into a short-arm forearm smash)! Edwards is rocked, but he stays on his feet. So Powers grabs him by the wrist and delivers another Chain Chomp! Again, Edwards stays vertical. After Powers connects with a third Chain Chomp, Edwards answers back with a brutal kesagiri chop that doubles Powers over! While Powers hold his neck, Edwards grabs him around the waist, hoists him up and throws him down with a gutwrench powerbomb! Powers can be seen arching his back in pain. Edwards then drops down, pushes Powers flat on the mat and makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Powers gets his shoulder up. Edwards picks up Powers and whips him into the far corner. The Burning Heart rushes in to attack when Powers knocks him back with a boot to the face. After shaking off the blow, Edwards charges back in to attack. Powers goes for another big boot when Edwards catches his foot. He then drags Powers from out of the corner. Powers throws out an enzuigiri, but Edwards ducks. He then reaches down, yanks up Powers from behind and throws him down with a reverse snap powerslam! After pulling up Powers on his knees, Edwards hits the ropes. It’s there that Knight nails him with a knee to the back. Edwards groans from the shot before turning around and walloping Knight with a savate whip kick that knocks him off the apron! He then turns around, rushes over towards Powers and connects with the False Gospel (feigned VG into a reverse roundhouse)! He makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Powers gets his shoulder up. Edwards picks up Powers and chucks him through the ropes and onto the apron. After Edwards steps out onto the apron, the crowd gasps when he takes Powers and lifts him up across his shoulders for a Death Valley Driver! Before Edwards can delivers the move, Powers counters with elbows to the side of the head. Once Powers slips back into the ring, he jumps up, lands on Edwards’ back, flips back and brings him back into with a reverse hurricanrana! He makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Edwards kicks out. Geoff Penzer: How did Edwards get up from that one!? Powers picks up Edwards and whips him into the ropes. When Edwards returns, Powers knocks him off his feet with a spinning heel kick! He makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Edwards gets his shoulders up. Powers takes Edwards and goes for an irish whip when Edwards reverses and sends Powers into the ropes. When Powers returns, he goes for a crossbody block. But Edwards counters with a snap powerslam! He hooks the leg. ONE! . . TWO! . . Powers gets his shoulder up. Edwards takes Powers, moves him into his team’s corner and goes to work on him with knife edge chops. Salem then tags herself in before delivering hard chest kicks to Powers. Salem brings him out of the corner before sending him into the far ropes. When Powers returns, Salem throws him down with a spinebuster, delivers a standing double foot stomp and follows up with a flashing elbow! She makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Powers gets his shoulder up. Salem takes Powers and whips him into the ropes. When Powers returns, he flips over a kitchen sink attempt by Salem and counters with a schoolboy. ONE! . . TWO! . . Salem kicks out. After both grapplers scramble back to a vertical base, Powers runs over, hops on Salem’s shoulder and turns so that they’re both facing the same direction. Before Powers can flip back and deliver another reverse hurricanrana, Salem pushes Powers off her shoulders. When he lands down in front of Salem, the crowd explodes with cheers she follows up with an inverted Exploder Suplex! She makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Powers gets his shoulder up. Geoff Penzer: Salem busts out the inverted exploder suplex, but it only gets two! What a contest we are witnessing here tonight. Salem takes Powers and whips him into the corner. She then runs across the ring and throws out a corner space rolling elbow. But Powers slips out of the way. When Salem turns around, Powers catches her with the Koopa Kick (rolling koppu kick)! He then pulls up Salem by the wrist, leads her out of the corner and knocks her down with a Chain Chomp. He then heads over and tags Knight back in. Once Knight gets in, the SMWB take Salem and whip her into the ropes. When she returns, they throw her down with a double hip toss. They then cartwheel over before hitting a double dropkick to the face! Knight makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Salem gets her shoulder up. Knight heads over and tags Powers back in. Once Powers gets in, Knight places him in an inverted facelock before throwing Powers down with an inverted suplex on top of Salem! Knight then turns her over and places her in the Camel Clutch while Powers hits the ropes. When he returns, he connects with a dropkick to the face! Knight heads to the apron while Powers makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Salem gets her shoulder up. Powers heads over and tags Knight back in. Knight picks up Salem, lifts her up from the side and delivers a backbreaker. While Knight is holding her across his knee, Powers runs over and knocks her down with a somersault leg drop! Knight makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Salem gets her shoulder up. Knight picks up Salem and whips her into the ropes. When she comes back, Knight throws out a back elbow. Salem ducks before hitting the far ropes. When she comes back, Knight throws out a clothesline. Again, Salem ducks before running into the ropes. When she comes back, Knight leapfrogs over her. Edwards tags himself in when Salem him the ropes. Knight then turns around and doubles her over with a kick to the midsection. He then hooks both of Salem’s arms and sets up for a double underhook powerbomb when Edwards knocks him down with a lariat! Landon picks up Edwards and positions him for a northern lights suplex when Knight counters with a clubbing shot to the back. He then lifts up Edwards before throwing him down with a gourdbuster! He makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Edwards gets his shoulder up. Knight heads over and tags Powers back in. Powers goes over, picks up Edwards and brings him back down with the It’s-A-Me-DT (Snap DDT)! He then steps out onto the apron. Powers slaps the top turnbuckle before climbing the turnbuckles. Once he reaches the top, he jumps off for a flying splash. While Powers is on the way down, Edwards gets his knees up! Geoff Penzer: OOOOH! Edwards blocked it! When Powers gets up and turns around, Edwards catches him with the Double Tap (consecutive spinning backfists). He then turns Powers around before throwing him down with the Half Cut (half nelson suplex)! Edwards then picks up Powers, lifts him up and plants him with the Foxfire (fisherman buster)! The Burning Heart then reaches down, peels Powers up from off the mat, takes control of his back and then throws him down with the RRE (reverse exploder suplex)! While Powers struggles to get up onto a knee, Edwards turns and runs into the far ropes. When he returns, a frustrated Salem watches him once again hesitate to throw out the Violent Gospel. Edwards finally throws it out, only to have Powers grab onto his leg. Edwards then rains down Kesagiri chops to the neck before knocking Powers down with the Double Take (jumping switch kick)! He makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Knight rushes over and breaks up the pin! Geoff Penzer: Good save by Knight! Edwards picks up Powers and goes for an irish whip. Powers reverses, sending Edwards into the ropes. When Edwards hits the ropes, Salem makes the blind tag. When Edwards returns, Powers knocks him down with a step-up enzuigiri. He makes the cover, but Edwards isn’t the legal man. Salem then gets in and delivers a standing moonsault senton across Powers! Salem picks up Powers and whips him into the ropes. When Powers returns, Salem sends him flipping down to the mat with a kitchen sink. The US Champion then steps out onto the apron before scaling to the top turnbuckle. When Powers gets back to his feet, she jumps off and knocks him down with a diving overhead chop! She then picks up Powers and lifts him up across her shoulders for a Ushigoroshi. Before Salem can deliver the move, Powers counters with multiple elbows to the head. He then slips down from behind. When Powers turns around, Edwards rushes towards him and throws out another Fire From Heaven. Powers ducks, causing Salem to get clocked with the kick when she turns around! Geoff Penzer: Edwards hit Salem! Edwards continues to look down at Salem while she’s sprawled out of the mat. When Edwards looks up, he gets caught with stereo superkicks from the SMWB! Knight then picks up Salem and lifts him up across his shoulders while Powers heads out onto the apron. Knight then runs towards the corner and delivers a rolling fireman’s carry. After Powers delivers a springboard 450 splash, Knight follows up with a springboard Phoenix Splash! He then rolls off of Salem before Powers makes the cover… ONE! . . TWO! . . THREE! The crowd cheers when “Rockit” hits the speakers. Tony Allen: Here are your winners, the SUPER MARIO WRESTLING BROS! The cheers continue while the SMWB get their arms raised in victory. ★★★ COMMERCIAL BREAK ★★★ |
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Post by FGA Office on Feb 28, 2019 1:35:09 GMT -5
CO-MAIN EVENT
★★★ NON-TITLE MATCH ★★★
Jimmy Page vs. Sloan Talbot The first few bars of “God’s Gonna Cut You Down” begin to play as the lights pulsate in time with the music. Slowly the curtains part, and Sloan Talbot steps through - his pace slow and methodical. “You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Sooner or later God'll cut you down...” Sloan runs a hand through his hair as he makes his way down the aisle, a stoic expression on his face. Tony Allen: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Saint Michel, Monaco! Weighing in at 247 pounds… SLOAN TALBOT! Completely ignoring the fans either side of him Talbot reaches ringside, placing a knee on the apron before pulling himself up using the middle rope. He takes a quick glance around the arena before stepping into the ring and making his way to the corner. Geoff Penzer: Sloan Talbot has been a menacing presence that has hovered over Ashley Sullivan the past several weeks. We even saw an attack on the last show that left the Triple A member laying. We heard Sullivan say earlier tonight that karma was coming back to Talbot. Well I’ve gotten word that the office is working on getting these two inside the ring for A New Odyssey. That match will be something to see if it becomes official. But right now, Talbot has to deal with a very dangerous Jimmy Page in there tonight. A song crashes into the P.A. system that sounds of static and a guitar. The lights begin to flash a violent red frantically. As the song "Murdered Out" by Kim Gordon really kicks in, the lights continue to flash red. A silhouette appears at the entrance. With a controlled stagger, Jimmy Page comes from the back, head down and arms out from his sides. Page swaggers down to the ring in at a methodical pace. The camera gets a close up of his hair covered face as he makes his way down the aisle. He stops at the top of the ramp, flinging his hair from his eyes and glaring around, chewing on a piece of gum. Through the static red, a spotlight follows Page as he makes his way to the front of the ring. Tony Allen: His opponent, from Flint, Michigan! Weighing in at 237 pounds! He is “The King of the F’N World” JIMMY PAGE! He takes a running start, sliding on top of the apron. He stands, gets in the ring, then climbs on top of the turnbuckle. Page spits his gum outside of the ring, into the crowd. Jimmy leaps down from the turnbuckle, and begins to slither down into a seat on the lower turnbuckle; Placing his head against the middle turnbuckle, knocking the back of it against the corner gently as he awaits the bell. Geoff Penzer: We saw Jimmy Page get the jump on Chandler Scott in the parking lot earlier tonight. This man hasn’t been on edge. He’s been pushed over the edge after that encounter with Scott a month ago! We thought Page was over his demons. But they have seemed to resurface as this blood feud with Scott has taken another twisted turn. I can’t even imagine the hell that two those will put each other through once that cage door locks at A New Odyssey. But I know this: neither man will ever be the same. The match starts with both grapplers trading blows as the crowd cheers. The two brawlers continue to exchange right hands until Page gains control. Page starts to knock Talbot back with straight rights to the jaw. He then takes the former 15 Champion and whips him into the ropes. When Talbot returns, Page throws out a lariat. Page connects, but Talbot doesn’t get knocked off his feet. So Page turns and runs into the ropes. When Page returns, he connects with another lariat. Talbot is knocked back a few steps, but he remains on his feet. So Page turns and heads back into the ropes. When Page returns, the crowd boos when Talbot knocks him down with a lariat of his own. Geoff Penzer: Talbot just knocked Page off his feet! Talbot picks up Page, marches into the corner and goes to slam him face-first into the op turnbuckle. Page blocks by getting his foot on the middle turnbuckle. He follows up with an elbow to the midsection before slamming Talbot face-first into the top turnbuckle. After turning Talbot around, Page delivers a series of back elbow strikes to the face. He then takes Talbot and sends him into the far corner with an irish whip. Page runs across the ring to attack when Talbot comes out of the corner and cuts him off with another lariat that knocks him down! The boos continue as he drops down and makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . Page kicks out. Geoff Penzer: Talbot lays out Page with another huge lariat! But it only gets two! Talbot picks up the former FGA World Champion and whips him into the ropes. When Page returns, Talbot throws out an elbow smash. Page then ducks the strike. When Talbot turns around, Page nails him with a series of forearm shots that knocks him back. While Talbot tries to shake off the blows, Page turns and heads into the far ropes. When he comes back, the crowd cheers when he blasts Talbot with the Sole Destruction (discus big boot)! The big boot knocks Talbot through the ropes and to the floor. Geoff Penzer: Page finally gets Talbot off his feet! On the outside, Page takes Talbot and slams him face-first onto the apron. He then takes Talbot and goes for an irish whip. The crowd boos when Talbot reverses and sends Page crashes against the guardrail! While Page lays against the guardrail, Talbot runs down ringside to attack. Talbot’s just about to strike when Page steps forward and grabs Talbot. The crowd explodes with cheers when Page throws him against the guardrail with an Exploder Suplex! Geoff Penzer: Page with a huge suplex against the steel guardrail! Talbot will be feeling that one for the next week! Page picks up Talbot and rolls him back inside. He then rolls back in and makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Talbot kicks out. Page picks up Talbot, moves him into the corner and proceeds to send him slumping down with repeated forearm shots to the face. While Talbot is in the seated position, Page turns and runs into the adjacent set of ropes. When Page returns, he blasts Talbot with a running knee facewash. The cheers continue as he drags Talbot from out of the corner before making the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Talbot kicks out. Page brings Talbot back to his feet and nails him with a forearm shot. Page delivers four more forearm shots before doubling him over with a double chop to the throat. He then turns and runs into the far ropes. When Page comes back, the crowd boos when Talbot drops him throat-first across the top rope with a flapjack! He makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Page kicks out. Talbot picks up Page before tossing him through the ropes and to the floor. On the outside, Talbot delivering repeated clubbing strikes across the back. He then rams Page back-first three times against the guardrail. The boos intensify when Talbot grabs onto Page’s throat. He then lifts Page up before throwing him down with a chokeslam against the edge of the apron! Page bounces off the apron before crumbling to the floor. Talbot then takes Page and rolls him back inside. He then slides back in and makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Page gets his shoulder up. Geoff Penzer: Page avoids the three count. But you can tell that chokeslam across the apron took something out of him. Talbot picks up Page and whips him hard into the corner. After Page staggers from out of the corner, Talbot scoops him up from the side before bringing him down with a sidewalk slam! The boos continue as he makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Page gets his shoulder up. Talbot picks up Page and whips him back into the ropes. When Page returns, the crowd boos when Talbot throws him down with a powerslam! He hooks the leg. ONE! . . TWO! . . Page gets his shoulder up. Talbot pulls up Page by the hair before scooping him up. He then delivers a backbreaker before throwing Page down with a fallaway slam! The boos continue as Page rolls out onto the apron. Talbot then marches over, climbs up onto the bottom rope and grabs Page. After pulling Page back to his feet, the crowd boos when Talbot brings him back inside with Enter Tragedy (Superplex from apron)! He makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Page gets his shoulder up. Talbot picks up Page and whips him into the ropes. When Page returns, Talbot throws him down with a hip toss neckbreaker.!The boos continue as he pulls Page back up, lifts him up and plants him with a one armed brainbuster! He turns over and makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . TH-NO! The crowd cheers when Page gets his shoulder up! Geoff Penzer: An excellent display of power by Talbot with the one arm brainbuster! But equally as impressive was Page’s ability to get his shoulder up in time after it! Talbot pulls up Page before grabbing him by the throat. He lifts up Page for another chokeslam when Page elbows him in the head on the way up. After Page is lowered back down, Page hits him with another elbow to the side of the head… and another… and another. Once the chokehold is broken, Page brings him down with The Paralyzing (hangman’s neckbreaker across the knee)! The cheers continue as Page pulls Talbot back up lifts him upside down and plants him with a cradle piledriver! He turns over and makes the cover. ONE! . . TWO! . . Talbot gets his shoulder up. Page picks up Talbot and whips him into the ropes. When Talbot returns, he throws out Sole Destruction again. This time, Talbot catches his foot. He then swings the leg away from him. When Page turns back towards him, he throws out an elbow smash. Page then ducks, grabs Talbot from behind and throws him down with a half nelson suplex! Page turns over and gets up on his knees before waiting impatiently for Talbot to get into position. Once Talbot finally pushes himself up onto his knees, Page runs over and motions for the Trauma Symphony (Boma Ye). But before Page can deliver the blow, Talbot gets up and cuts him off with a European Uppercut! The crowd boos when Talbot knocks him back with another European Uppercut. Page comes back with a forearm shot. Talbot strikes back with an elbow smash. Page comes back with another forearm shot! Talbot answers back with another elbow smash. Talbot then knocks Page back with another elbow smash… and another… and another. He then turns and runs into the far ropes. When Talbot returns, he connects with a lariat that sends them both flipping over the top rope and crashing to the floor! Geoff Penzer: Both men just took a hard fall to the outside! After both grapplers hit the floor hard, Talbot is the first to move. He slowly turns over on all fours before crawling over towards the guardrail. Talbot pulls himself up before grabbing Tony Allen and pulling him up out of his seat. Geoff Penzer: Woah woah woah... Talbot reaches down and snatches up the steel chair. The crowd erupts with boos when Talbot slams the chair shut. Geoff Penzer: Now hold on just a minute! This match isn’t No DQ! There’s no cause for this! Talbot turns and zeroes in on Page. The ref goes over and demands that Talbot puts the chair down. Talbot surprising does so. While the ref goes after the chair, Talbot takes the black cable from one of the cameras and wraps it around Page’s neck! The crowd erupts with boos while Talbot tries to choke out of Page. The ref gives Talbot until the count of five to break the choke. When the count reaches five, Talbot refuses to break it. The ref continues to scold Talbot until Talbot lets up as he notices cheers from the crowd. When Talbot turns to face the ring, Ashley Sullivan comes out of nowhere, jumps through the ropes and connects with a suicide dropkick to the outside! Geoff Penzer: Ashley Sullivan with some payback for Talbot! Sullivan picks up Talbot and slams him face-first onto the apron. She then turns Talbot towards her and knocks him back with a right hand. Sullivan then nails Talbot with another right hand… and another... and another. Talbot then quickly cuts off the attack with a knee strike to the midsection. After grabbing Sullivan by the back of the neck, Talbot runs forward and chucks her over the guardrail and into the crowd! Geoff Penzer: Look out! Talbot marches over, climbs over the guardrail and knocks Sullivan back with an elbow smash! Talbot and Sullivan continue to fight through the crowd until security rushes over and breaks them up! Geoff Penzer: Ladies and gentlemen, we’re going to try and get these two separated as we head towards a commercial break before the main event--wait hold on a second. Folks, th-there seems to be a commotion through the curtains now. It’s--I’m getting word it’s Chandler Scott! What people think to be the FGA International Heavyweight Champion, Chandler Scott, is actually two officials trying to standing away from the crowd. They’re trying their best to keep Chandler away from the ring and away from Jimmy Page. Page looks on at Scott and shouts something at him, almost goading him on to fight. More officials come through the curtains and stand between Scott and the ring. Chandler shouts at the officials to move, but they stand their ground. Chandler tries to rush past them all, but two officials hold him back. He shoves one of them away from him as he glares at the ring. Page asks for a microphone and then takes a seat on the apron facing the ramp. Jimmy Page: Hey Scooottttt...Scooooottttttt… Chandler Scott starts swearing up a storm as he paces back and forth. Jimmy Page: Since we like to tell the truth around here, let’s air some things out huh? Oh you’re mad...you wanna come down here and teach me how much of a bug I am don’t you?! You wanna fight?! You folks wanna see a fight?! The fans cheer as Page looks on at them. Jimmy Page: You hear that Scott, they wanna fight. They wanna see what the big bad Chandler Scott’s gonna do when he gets in this ring. Page pauses for a moment, he shakes his head with a disappointed glare. Jimmy Page: Look at you, all that crap, all that slander, but when it comes time to get your just desserts it’s like a gut punch isn’t it? Hey Scott, tell me something: How does it feel knowing that you’ve been in this company longer than I have, done so much, won so many titles...and yet still you’re Zero McHannon’s bitch? OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH! Chandler Scott rolls his eyes not only at Page, but the fans reaction to Page’s barb. Jimmy Page: Hey Scott, how does to feel to spend all those years with Savannah Taylor, the woman you oh so loved but were too much of a pussy to tie the knot? How does it feel to know that it took another man barely a year and he already put a ring on her finger? It must hurt being impotent, huh? OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH! Chandler forces a smirk on his face, his body language reads that that second question was a bit personal for him. The crowd responses however, realizing how stinging it must feel to have Scott’s love life put on blast. Jimmy Page: Hey...Scott...tell me something? Page leans forward with a sneer. Jimmy Page: How does it feel to know your father...who’s dead and buried...didn’t get to live long enough to see how much of a goddamn monster his bastard of a son’s become…?! Geoff Penzer: Oh boy…Scott clenches his jaw, his eyes narrowed as the crowd lets out a collective groan. Scott stands there, motionless as Page stares directly at him. Jimmy Page: Oh if you think those truths hurt you Scott, just wait until they put me inside of that ring with you at A New Odyssey. Because I’m going to wipe you from this company--HELL--FROM THIS WORLD IF IT’S THE LAST THING I DO!!! IF THAT DAY IS THE DAY I GET SENT TO HELL FOR ALL MY SINS, I’M GONNA DRAG YOU DOWN WITH ME YOU SON OF A BITCH!!! HOW’S THAT FOR YOUR F**CKING TRUTHS?!? Page tosses the microphone on the floor and stands on the apron. He doesn’t stop jabbing at Chandler who is trying to fight his way to the ring. Jimmy Page: YOU CAN DODGE A BAT, BUT YOU CAN’T DODGE ME!!!! YOU CAN’T DODGE ME SCOTT!!!! Geoff Penzer: Ladies and gentlemen, we’re headed towards a quick break while he try and de-escalate this situation! We’ll be right back! Page keeps egging Chandler to get to the ring, but the officials keep blocking him. The scene fades with Chandler Scott being dragged up the ramp by officials backwards up the ramp. Page continues to egg Scott on while Scott keeps his narrowed eyes locked on his challenger. ★★★ COMMERCIAL BREAK ★★★ |
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Post by FGA Office on Feb 28, 2019 1:38:12 GMT -5
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Post by FGA Office on Feb 28, 2019 1:39:48 GMT -5
We cut to the backstage area where we immediately open to the sight of one half of the FGA World Tag Team Champions, Ashlyn De Luca, pacing back and forth. The live audience inside the Salt Lake City crowd showers her with boos. De Luca is dressed to compete for the upcoming match, hands visibly clenched into fists. She takes a deep breath and speaks to somebody out-of-frame.
Ashlyn De Luca: They’re gloating about it. They act like it means they know something. Like they have something.
She runs a hand down her face and groans.
Ashlyn De Luca: She cost me a quarter million dollars. And I looked myself in the mirror and I sucked that up. But-- but last week was humiliating. And now they think that those ten seconds mean something.
Panning off to one side, we see Logan Alexander sitting upon a folding chair, turned backwards so that he can place his arms on the backrest as he watches Ashlyn pace.
Logan Alexander: Those ten seconds do mean something.
Ashlyn groans loudly, closing her eyes, tilting her head back, clearly doing her best to refrain from verbally reacting to her tag team partner.
Logan Alexander: But what they specifically mean is still to be decided. I know that you don’t like how things played out, but if you let it keep eating at you, you’re going to let those ten seconds lead to something more distasteful than a loss in a meaningless match.
Ashlyn sighs, looking up at the ceiling for a few moments before rolling her eyes toward Logan, allowing her gaze to to linger on him for a few moments before she nods a bit. She backs up, reaching into the locker area behind her to grab the FGA World Tag Team Title belt, clutching it in her left hand.
Ashlyn De Luca: I’m gonna make up for it tonight. Everything bad that happened-- I’m gonna make it right.
She shakes her head a bit after that statement.
Ashlyn De Luca: But I have no intention on doing that when I’m saddled to… uuuugh… Savannah.
A mild look of disgust crosses her face as she utters the name. Logan sighs as well.
Logan Alexander: Well… it’s the hand we’ve been dealt. I still believe that I can work with anyone at my side in the ring. All Star Showdown being the one exception... That was a fun outing though. For me at least.
He smiles slightly. Ashlyn fights the urge to smirk, shaking her head a bit. Logan’s smile fades and he looks businesslike once again.
Logan Alexander: I don’t really like Savannah either or the way she conducts her business with others here. Playing all these games during matches… But I’m willing to work with her tonight though. It’s one match and it’s actually something I’m looking forward to.
He pauses for a moment as Ashlyn gives him a perplexed look.
Logan Alexander: The match I mean. Not teaming with Savannah.
Ashlyn De Luca: Yeah… yeah…
Ashlyn seems content with nodding in agreement for a moment, but her eyes narrow at Logan again. She shifts the title from her left hand to her right, raising a brow at Logan in curiosity.
Ashlyn De Luca: Why though?
Logan smirks back.
Logan Alexander: It’s a chance to face Chris Madison. I’d hoped to get a match with ever him since I arrived in FGA. He was a pretty good Pride champion and he’s no slouch in the ring in general either. I’d like to see how I stack up against him.
Ashlyn nods a bit.
Ashlyn De Luca: That’s what’s up. Then we’ll go out there tonight, kick the hell out of Pendragon, put the former Pride Champ on notice, and we’ll sh…
Ashlyn trails off. She sighs and shakes her head, a look of annoyance crossing her face. She looks up at Logan.
Ashlyn De Luca: I can’t do this. We need to handle this now.
Without another word or the offer of an explanation, De Luca turns, pushing the door of the locker room open.
Geoff Penzer: I’m… not exactly sure what Ashlyn is planning on “handling.” Are the Chaotics making their way out here to get this six-man tag team main event underway?
Logan tilts his head slightly in confusion but, taking his cue, he quickly stands from his chair and follows after Ashlyn as she exits the room. The live audience buzzes in curiosity as the cameraman follows behind the World Tag Team Champions. Ashlyn seems to be making her way toward gorilla, but makes an abrupt right.
Geoff Penzer: Apparently not.
Ashlyn scans the doors, clearly looking for something before finally stopping at a locker-room door with a card attached to it that simply reads “S.T.” She raises a forearm and bangs against the door a few times before taking a step back. Logan tosses a sidelong glance at Ashlyn.
Logan Alexander: This should be fun.
A few seconds pass before the door creaks open and standing on the other side was Ashlyn and Logan’s partner for the evening, former two time United States champion Savannah Taylor. Savannah stands there with her arms folded across her chest as she lets out a slight sigh.
Savannah Taylor: Ashlyn. Logan. Always a pleasure to see you both.
Ashlyn looks visibly disgusted by the clearly false statement.
Ashlyn De Luca: I’m just… let’s be efficient about this.
Ashlyn clears her throat and rests a hand against the doorframe, narrowing her eyes at Savannah.
Ashlyn De Luca: Under no circumstances do we want you to come out to that ring tonight. I dunno what busted ass random name generator decided to pair you with us, but… this isn’t working out.
Logan glances over at Ashlyn. Even he seems clearly surprised by that statement, judging by his reaction to it. Savannah looks between the members of The Chaotics and shakes her head, an amused smirk beginning to form on her face.
Savannah Taylor: Easy there, killer. No need for the hostiles, so slow your roll a bit, mmkay?
She cocks an eyebrow at a less than pleased Ashlyn.
Savannah Taylor: Like it or not, this match IS happening WITH me as your partner. If you would switch to decaf for a second and pay attention, this was put together for a reason. You guys want to get your hands on Pendragon. I want to break my foot upside Chris Madison's head. See the logic here?
Ashlyn De Luca: No, you wanna play games with Chris Madison. You’ve spent months playing games instead of doing a goddamn thing that ACTUALLY provides any results here on Flashpoint, and after what Lowri did to me two weeks ago, now I have to go out there and fight a serious fight with YOU as our partner? Like-- who the hell did I piss off in my previous life? What happens out there tonight means nothing to you!
Savannah's eyes narrow as she gets within inches of a clearly fired up Ashlyn.
Savannah Taylor: First of all, step off out of my face or Logan is going to be the only one to make it to the ring, and do you REALLY want to put your tag team partner through that?
Ashlyn scoffs, adjusting her grip on her Tag Team Championship. She opens her mouth to retort, but Savannah cuts her off.
Savannah Taylor: Quit being so effing selfish and think of others for a second. I don't like you, you don't like me and I tolerate him. But, we are in this thing together, so we KINDA SORTA have to coexist, if only for the duration of the match. I've had to team up with worse than you, and we still won. So unless you REALLY want to make this a handicap match I suggest you suck up what pride you have left and make like Elsa…..and let it go.
Ashlyn looks annoyed for a duration of it, but the last line has her eyebrows arched.
Ashlyn De Luca: Wh-- is she unironically hitting me with Disney references?
Logan smirks slightly as he glances to Ashlyn and then back to Savannah.
Logan Alexander: She did. I really did not expect that one.
Ashlyn raises a hand, looking for the words to say-- but her face grows red in frustration. She closes her eyes, taking a deep breath, running a hand through her hair instead before glaring up at Savannah. There are a few seconds of silence as the tension only seems to build and build…
Ashlyn De Luca: Uuuugghh…
De Luca pivots, walking away without another word. Logan turns to watch as Ashlyn heads off. Savannah watches her retreating figure and simply shakes her head.
Savannah Taylor: You are a saint for putting up with that one.
She says as she goes back into her dressing room to grab her entrance robe, leaving Logan just standing there. He glances back in her direction in time to see her walk off.
Logan Alexander: Well… I was wrong. This is when things will be fun.
He reaches up, rubbing his temples with both hands and wincing slightly. He then turns away, shakes his head and follows after Ashlyn.
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