Afterburn for Flashpoint E37

[FGA Office]

Catch up with your favorite FGA grapplers on Afterburn! Get their thoughts on the latest, their opponents, and other backstage happenings right here, only on Frontier+.

[bbbaseball96]

Backstage Locker Room Area, Post Flashpoint

You Never Forget Your First

We see the camera fade into the backstage area where the cameraman is walking towards the sound of loud music. We can barely hear music playing, with it getting louder as the camera goes down the hall. After passing numerous locker room areas, the music is now blasting and we end up outside a door labeled “VOLTAGE.” The cameraman opens the door and walks in.

We can hear EDM music playing with multiple men and women dancing around the locker room. Liquids are all over the floor, food is set-up on a table in the back and in the middle of it all, we see Ace Voltage himself standing in the middle of the room holding a champagne bottle.

Ace: Woooo! Undefeated baby!

Ace takes a swig from the bottle and notices the cameras.

Ace: We got the cameras in here now!? Let’s show FGA what it looks like to be a winner everyone!

Ace and the others cheer as they start showing off their dance moves. After one of the men slips on the liquid, perceived to be alcohol, Ace laughs and gets closer to the camera.

Ace: Is this a good shot, mate? Is this my close up?

Ace rubs his hand on the camera lens.

Cameraman: Please don’t touch the camera, Mr. Voltage.

Ace: Ooohhh such expensive FGA equipment, wouldn’t want to break it!

He laughs.

Ace: Because of me, FGA will be able to afford five more of those cameras! Did you see the crowd tonight? Did you see the increase in attendance? Better TV ratings, more merchandise sold, and an overall better show. Again, you’re welcome FGA. The Main Event has arrived and is single handedly saving this show, this company from going under because of the competition.

One of the guys throws Ace a hand towel. He wipes his face with it, taking some of the alcohol and sweat off of his face and then proceeds to swipe the camera lens again.

Ace: This company, Frontier Grappling Arts will soon realize how important I am. FGA will soon see how big of an impact I can make. Gillian Ray obviously saw that first hand tonight.

Two of the women laugh and one says,

Woman: Ash, her name was Jillian Clay silly!

Ace laughs

Ace: Jillian Clay, Gillian Ray, who cares! She lost, I won. Nobody cares about a loser. Which is why I took over that interview earlier tonight. Just like nobody cares about Jillian Clay, nobody cares about Zola Star. I am the REAL star here. Currently undefeated in FGA and I intend to keep it like that baby!

Ace starts an “Un-De-Feated!” chant in the room with everyone else.

Ace: You never forget your first win in a new company right? That was slight work in the ring tonight. Next show, it will be slight work once again. I am the best and I know it. Soon enough, FGA and the rest of the locker room will know it. Soon enough, Amanda Johnson will know it and learn to interview me and not Zola Star.

Ace puts his index finger up, singling “one second” and walks over to his locker. He grabs an Ace Voltage T-shirt.

Ace: This right here, will be worth a lot of money one day. It will probably be a collector’s item when I am done here. As a parting gift from my celebration, take this shirt and never lose it. When I become champion, in the near future, I’m sure you will remember this moment. Never forget the moment you saw the Main Event.

Ace smirks into the camera and throws the shirt at the camera, making the scene go black.

[ChrisMadison]

The AfterBurn production crew caught up with Chris Madison in the moments following his tag team loss to Salem and Nina Stokes. He walks from the Gorilla Position with his hands on his hips and his head bowed down. After taking a few steps, he frustratingly knocks over a stack of metal cases which house some of FGA’s production equipment. He lets out a deep sigh and turns to see Amanda Johnson standing by with her camera crew. A smirk emerges and he shoots his head back, looking up towards the ceiling.

Chris Madison: I’m sure you’re dyin’ to get my take on what happened out there.

Amanda lifts a microphone she was holding in her right hand, down by her side, up towards her mouth. Before a sound could escape, Madison continued.

Chris Madison: Losin’ is never easy for me. I’m competitive by nature… It’s in my DNA. Tonight, Mark and I lost to a better team. We weren’t in sync out there. Nina and Salem, they earned that victory tonight. But if you’re expectin’ me to sit here and put the blame on Mark, or dig out some underlyin’ issues between the two of us, you’re wastin’ your time. I have all the respect in the world for Mark as a competitor and as a tag team partner. Tonight sucked. Maybe we’re not ready for Invictus Fight Club to make a push in the tag team division. But… I still have his back and will go to war with him at a moments notice.

Amanda Johnson: You don’t see that often; a respect of that level. So let’s put that tag team match behind us and look forward. Tonight you also hinted at a possible one on one match with James Edwards.

Madison nodded his head and chuckled as he wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand.

Chris Madison: Yeah, and maybe he was too busy sellin’ t-shirts in the parkin’ lot to hear me. And yet, he wonders why he keeps gettin’ passed over time and time again. Man is all bark, no bite; so let me try this again… Edwards, you know where to find me; and it isn’t out there in that parkin’ lot. You started a fight when you caught me with that Double Tap. You knocked me down, but couldn’t knock me out! Come find me and finish it!

Madison takes a few steps passed Amanda Johnson and comes to an abrupt stop. He turns back around and looks back at the production crew.

Chris Madison: That is of course if you can free up enough time away from your sales table and strap your boots up like a man!

Madison continues down the corridor as the AfterBurn production cuts away.